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mehidktbh · 2 years

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ok ok this idea has not left my mind in hours:

Bo and his afab s/o having sex for the first time (as in, sex with each other, but they're not virgins lol), and he is all considerate and making sure they're comfortable

but the s/o encourages him to, like... be rougher? like the really precise scenario (geez I'm getting flustered writing this even on anon lmao) is basically

when he actually goes to push in for the first time he's really gentle etc and doesn't wanna hurt them, but the s/o is like "just go for it, be rough" (then just check in to make sure they are sure and will say if it gets too much cause communication is sexy)

and basically they kinda get off on the initial pain and discomfort? and maybe even cum just from that alone?

sorry idk if this makes sense it's 9 pm and I'm just having major Sinclair brainrot rip

A/N: I LOVE THE IDEA OF BO BEING SOFT AND CONSIDERATE IN BED, AHHHHHHHH! 😆 I SMILED READING THAT!!! You can definitely see I went overboard with this, I was so caught up in the moment for this story. So sorry about that, still hope you love it tho :) (Also sorry if this is not ideal I felt as if I tried to make Bo soft but probably failed a little.)

Warning 18+: Includes sexual actives, Bo giving the reader oral, a little bit of edging, swearing, unprotected sex and the reader fainting

Bo's eyes opened sharply, he quickly observed the dark, quiet room. There was nothing in sight except pitch black the room was nothing to his eyes. He was sweating and hot, his pants felt tight and moist as the room became hotter as if someone was breathing right in front of him.

He couldn't remember much from last night as if we were hangover right now, but then again he's been drunk too many times to know that he wasn't hungover and that maybe he just had too much of good sleep and forget everything.

The last thing he remembered was you, you dragging him to the couch as you muttered something about how heavy he was. You tucked him into a blanket and said something before kissing his forehead and turning the lights off.

He slowly got up, with each movement something came to his hand, a tiny fragment more of the furniture and decorations felt weird as if he had never touched them before. He finally reached the wall feeling all along with it until he felt the same light switch that has always been there since he can remember, in a blink of an eye the living room lit up.

He looked down at his pants that have been moist every since he woke up, he thought the entire time he pissed himself but the second he touched the wet spot on his jeans it looked more like cum? Maybe it was precum he thought to himself as he whipped his hands along his shirt that stunk like he hasn't taken a shower in over a week, it remembered him of Lester through.

He brings his hand down to his pants again, rubbing against his erection gasping as he quickly leaned against the dining table. He was desperate and felt as if he was going burst any second, he didn't want to wake you through since you, since he hasn't done it yet with you yet. He had been patient and waited for you to make the first move but over time he couldn't help himself, every time he looked at you he felt as if he just wanted to bend you over and take you right then and there.

♡ ♡ ♡

You woke up to the sound of the door creaking open, the loud noise echoed through the room and house alerting you someone was there. You quickly shut your eyes trying to ignore the sound and thinking if it was the right idea to yell out for Bo. The second you were about to get up and investigate a hand touched your thigh that rested under the blankets, you shot up from the bed and was met with Bo standing there calmly.

"Did I scare ya', Darlin?'" He chuckled, as his thumb rubbed circles into your clothed thigh "Fuck, Bo" You whispered, "What time is it?" He stood there for a second trying to remember the time that he checked back when he was in the living room. "3ish?" You were surprised, why was Bo doing up so late "What are you doing up so late?" He stood there for a second, thinking if he wanted to tell the truth on how he felt right now or just lie instead.

"I just..." He quietly and quickly murmured out the last words as if he was embarrassed to say what he truly wanted and felt, "What?" "God, Y/N you really are pressuring me aren't ya'?" You were confused about what he was trying to say and what he was trying to get his point across, "I... want you" He said looking down as if he was embarrassed and never thought he'd have to say that before in his life.

He always had a way with the ladies, he would never really have to ask what he wanted, instead, he just got it most times. But this time you were really opening up something he thought he would never have to do before.

You didn't know what to say or do, sure you have had sex before but this was different, Bo was different and behind his charming and fake personality he puts on for the visitors, you thought he'd never ask you like this.

"I mean..." Bo quickly took that as a yes and he immediately crawled upon you and started to attack your neck, "Ahh~" You moaned out, Bo was already going ruff even if he just started, he continued to suck away at your neck leaving bruises for people to see. "Bo...please" You grabbed at his shoulders, maybe this was different than last time and maybe Bo would open you up to something more.

Bo's hand went under the blankets, his hand starting from your chest as it got lower and lower finally reaching your pants, he slipped his hands under your underwear touching your pussy. You moaned out and instantly coved your mouth "What if Vincent hears us?" You were concerned as to how Vincent could most definitely hear you guys if you were loud enough, and from the basement, you can definitely hear what's happening upstairs, only faintly through.

"Fuck him, tonight it's all abou' you," He said in between breaths, God Bo made it so hard not to go against him. He kissed you, he was sucking on your lower lip as he bit it slowly, you softened into the kiss. Everything felt like fireworks and nothing seemed real Bo was definitely experienced and had done this before, but not like this.

His fingers were now slowly pulling down your pants slowly and painfully, "Bo, hurry..." "I don't want to hurt you" He smirked, his face inches away from yours, his lip just nearly touching yours.

♡ ♡ ♡

Your clothes were thrown and tossed in the corner of the room with Bo's a long time ago, instead, Bo was now licking at your pussy almost going soft and slow for you. He knew that this was your first time with him and he didn't want to rush it or go overboard, instead, he went steadily and always stopped checking to see if you were okay.

You tightly closed your thighs around Bo's head, he was now in between your thighs licking and sucking away, you were so lost in your own though you completely forget about Vincent and how you didn't want to disrupt him. Bo stopped as he bring up his head to look at you, he could sense that you were so close to finishing yet he wanted to take a break which seemed to annoy you.

"Why did yo' stop?" Your breathing was hard and you tried to focus on what you just told Bo, "You seemed to need a break" He smirked, your legs were coved in cum and Bo's saliva. You tried to say something but all that came out was something Bo nor you could understand, "What was tha', darlin'?" His hands grabbed at your thighs his head now closer to your face.

He went in again for a kiss this time gently grinding himself, your stomach twisting in a knot. He couldn't stop attacking her lips as you continued to cry and moan everything you wanted was happening but not the feeling of Bo being inside you.

Bo finally pulled away, your breath caught in your throat as you held it in for what felt like forever. You let it out, you felt your whole self leaving with that one breath. Bo finally towered above you, his hands gripping at your hips he looked concerned but also smiling as you looked at him, you wondered why Bo looked concerned, sure maybe your face is weird or maybe you look like you were about to faint I mean you do feel very light-headed right now.

"Are you alrigh'?" He chuckles out, "You look paler than anythin'" You nod, you feel woozy but alright to continue, Bo grips your chin, tilting your head up to look at him, now he looked serious. "Bo, please I need you" You whimpered and squirmed under his position trying to at least create some friction. "Are you sure?" He asks, tilting his head "Yes, yes!" You couldn't bear this anymore Bo was being too nice and considerate and you were so desperate.

♡ ♡ ♡

You couldn't hold back your tears and cries as Bo thursts in and out of you, after what seemed like forever Bo finally entered you. Starting off slowly as he made his way up, you pleaded and cried as Bo bites and nips at your neck.

His body was now resting upon yours, your breasts were smushed under Bo's weight and his arms were placed on both sides on the bed, just near your head. "Fuckk" He breathed out, "Your so tight, Y/N" He couldn't help but speed up a little more almost knocking the wind out of his and your breath.

You gripped and held tightly onto Bo's back as if you were to let go he would disappear. Your body was now littered with bruises and marks that Bo was more than proud of, nothing was making sense to you all you could focus on was you and your boyfriends bodys.

"I'm gonna cum" That was the word you were looking to say all night as Bo instead went slow waiting for the massive build-up. "Just a littl' longer, Your doin' so good" He stroked your hair and slowly stroked your skin too, but you couldn't hold on much longer and you knew Bo couldn't either.

In one last thrust, you cried out as Bo grunted something out against your neck, you could feel the knot leaving your stomach and you coming back down to earth. Everything was coming back into your head as if it was piece by piece, "Oh God, fuck..." Bo slowly slid out of you as he looked down to see the mess he left behind.

Instead, you were speechless, tears stained your face and your mouth was opened. "Are you okay?" You felt as if that sentence was now stuck in your head from how many times Bo has said that, you look up at his now arched back and sweaty body.

You nodded despite not understanding what Bo said and instead you could feel white noise suddenly flood and replace Bo's voice, your eyes began to blur but not from the tears that marked the bedsheets but instead from all the overwhelmedness you just experienced.

Before blacking out the last night you saw was the sun making its way through the windows, reflecting Bo's sitting body on the wall. As he called out your name.

#bo sinclair x reader #slashers #bo sinclair #slasher #house of wax #horror #house of wax 2005 #bo sinclair x s/o #bo sinclair x y/n #bo sinclair smut #bo sinclair imagine #bo sinclair x you

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solar-isotomas · 2 years

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lol

i am down so bad don’t even talk to me

MINORS DNI THNX

warnings: ayato x fem reader, reader wears a dress & gets called good girl, overstim, dumbifciation, dacryaphilia if you squint, man wearing thigh thighs, misgenderibg???? idk he likes it so take that as you will, use of “mommy” lmao, nipple play on him. PWP there is absolutely no plot here bro

your thighs were splayed on either side of ayato’s hips. your wrists were stapled between his lithe fingers above your head. frustrated huffs bled into whiny moans as you battled with the frustration of not being able to indulge in the feeling of his body in your hands, but his unrelenting pace made your brain far too fuzzy to hold onto that frustration

“Sweetheart..” he stroked your cheek with the back of his knuckles. His pupils were blown and expression was fuzzy as well, but didn’t hold a match to your own. He grips your chin, forcing you to look up at him.

his eyes are so pretty… his cheeks are dusted pink and strands of periwinkle hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. you feel him shake your jaw lightly

“Love, did you hear me?” His thrusts slowed but he continued to shove harsh thrusts into you.

“wh… what?” you internally cursed at him for not being able to wipe your eyes

“Can you tell me how many times you’ve cum tonight?” His voice was steady and patient. He looked into your eyes with a soft smile

“i…” you blinked and thought for a moment, you racked your mind. “i dunno…”

“You can’t remember?” He sighed out as he returned to his intense pace. He leaned down and pressed his lips to yours, then broke the kiss to press wet kisses across your cheek to your ear. “It’s okay, pretty baby..” He sighed into your ear

“mm-! i- i wanna cum again..” you whimper out in his ear. his hand left your chin and he slid it between your folds

“Is that right? You said you didn’t want to cum anymore” Your cries increased in his ear, you squirmed at the overwhelming feeling throughout your body “You need to ask for it, right?”

“mm- p-please i..” ayato shifted so his thrusts hit so much deeper “pplease.. m-..mm-“ he curiously listened to your shyer moans. he could tell you wanted to say something.

“Speak.” He commanded, and pointed his fingers as he continued to drill on your clit. Your legs tense and cries out increased

“m-m- mommy-! ah-!” he felt the inside of his hand dampen as you came. he froze for a moment while you loudly whined. he held you tightly in place and increased his pace. you attempted to squirm from the sheer overstimulation, and he let out loud moan as he emptied his balls inside of you.

He pulled out of you and sat down on the bed for a moment. He ran a thumb up your parts and his cum spilled out of you. You had utterly passed out.

He went through the process of throwing on enough clothes to get a warm wash cloth to clean you up, throw a top on your sleeping form, and throw a blanket over your sleeping form, with a kiss to your temple.

upon waking up you would not only be incredibly sore, but incredibly embarrassed. luckily, ayato made himself easy to avoid for a few days.

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“Y/N?” you stood in the courtyard of the kamisato estate a few days later, and you hear thoma call your name. you turned to see him walking toward you

“oh, hey thoma” you greet and he gives a small wave

“My lord requested you! Please come with me.” thoma asked with a smile. your blood shot cold and your cheeks grew pale. you knew it was coming. it’s not like he would just let something like that go.

“oh… um…” you pulled a small sheet of paper from your pocket “i’m actually… a little busy today-“ thoma plucked the sheet of paper from your hands

“Actually,” you swiped for the paper as he opened it and held it just above your reach as he began to read it, “My lord asked that i take care of your tasks for today. He said it’s incredibly urgent.” He could feel your tension “I really don’t think you should keep him waiting..” He feigned sympathy in attempts to get you to just come with him.

you were reluctant, but you shuffled your feet to start walking with him

“I don’t understand what you’re kicking your feet about, it’s just Lord Kamisato! You know he’s not gonna bite!” thoma’s words were anything but helpful. butterflies stirred in your stomach.

Thoma knocked his knuckle against the door of Ayato’s office

“My lord?” Thoma called inside

“Thoma? Come in.” Thoma opened the door and let you in. Ayato sat at his desk, calmly signing a few papers and making different notes on them. He stopped and stood up, walking around to the other side of the desk and leaning on it.

“Was there anything else you needed?” Thoma asked at the door

“Please inform the rest of the staff that i may not be disturbed until i tell you otherwise.” Thoma looked between the two of you and nodded. Ayato sauntered to the door and locked it behind him, before settling back where he was leaning before. A soft smile rested on his lips, but there was a dark look in his eyes. you felt exposed under his gaze. internally you desperately pleaded for him to break the silence

“I don’t understand why you’re still standing there.” His voice was like honey and you opened your mouth to ask what he meant, but got cut off- “My cock isn’t going to suck itself.”

you felt your legs turn to jell-o. you stumbled over to him and plopped to your knees. the look he gave you as you undid the zipper on his pants was utterly saccharine. He forked his fingers through your hair and gently scratched your scalp.

your careful fingers dragged his pants down, and you felt like you could pass out at the sight before you. Ayato’s cock was restrained only by a thin black thong. Lacy, black, thigh high stockings clung to his thighs. Garter straps lewdly pull up underneath his shirt

“Are you done ogling?” He wraps your hair around his fingers, and pulls your lips closer to his crotch. You mutter an applogy, which he responds to with an amused chuckle. You hook your fingers into his panties and pull them down enough for his pp to spring out and land on your face. He chuckles at the sight and places a hand around your jaw to make you look up

“Oh, I’m sure you were just so nervous, did you think you were gonna get punished, sweet thing? Haha… Apologies for being cruel, that wide eyed look of yours…” He pulled his pp (i’m sorry bro i can’t say it) off of your face and pumped himself a few times “…Its simply to die for.” He smirked down at you and ran a thumb over lips “Why don’t you suck on mommy’s cock?” His words were teasing and dripping with lust. you could feel your eyes glaze over at his words.

you tried your very best to take as much in as you could. saliva spilled down your chin as ayato pushed his hips forward, trying to get as much down your little throat as he could. you stroked what you couldn’t fit in your mouth. Ayato’s hips rolled as he held your head in place, gently fucking your face, being careful to not force more in than you could handle.

After a moment he stepped back, the same soft smile on his lips as he kicked his shoes off. He stepped back towards you, giving you permission to pull his pants off. black lace lined the top of them, the black spandex stretched thin around his thighs. you held back whining at just the sight of it

“Oh sweetie..” Ayato feigned sympathy for your pent up expression. He begins unbuttoning his top from the bottom “Do you think I look nice?”

“pplease a-ayato- can i please touch-?”

“Ayato?” His gaze grew disappointed “That’s not right, is it?” your cheeks flushed bright red and you stared up at him bleary eyed

“m…m-“ he softly prodded at your inner thigh with his foot “m…mommy…”

“That’s it, good girl…” He continues unbuttoning his top “Why don’t you take off your panties, sweet thing?” you obeyed, pulling your panties down from under the skirt of your dress.

Ayato could’ve came from just the sight. a thin wet strand was connected to you from your panties.

“p..please mommy… please…” your hips involuntarily rocked, desperate for any friction.

“Stand up.” He commanded, you obeyed. He pulled you in and kissed you deeply. His hard cock poked against your tummy. you couldn’t resist the urge to touch it. He broke the kiss to reach for the zipper of your dress. you peppered kisses down his neck as he pulled your dress down. he rubbed your breasts , distracting you from pressing kisses to his chest

“Awh, look how gorgeous you are…” you gripped the garter belt around his waist for support. you hesitantly parted your lips and lapped at his nipple. He sucked in a startled breath

“i-i’m sorry!” you looked away shyly, but ayato caught your chin and redirected you back where you were. He combed his fingers through your hair, encouraging your soft suckling.

“You’re just the sweetest little thing…” He rubbed your scalp “So good at making me feel good… good girl..” His eyes locked on the couch, and he practically shoved you onto your side on it.

He slotted himself over your lower thigh, with your other leg pushed against his chest. He rubbed a thumb over your cheek

“Are you doing alright, my love?” you babbled beneath him and desperately rolled your hips trying to rub against him

“p-please.. p-put it in… please mommy…” you whimpered beneath him, and he smiled softly at your inability to think. He rubbed the slimy tip up and down your slit, before slowly pressing in. His strokes were hard and fast, and his thin fingers rubbed at your clit.

He couldn’t get enough of that bleary expression of yours. You’re just so adorably flustered underneath him. And it’s so easy to get you all embarrassed. He loved the way your drooled while staring at his thighs

“Oh, my pretty baby,” He loomed over you and your out of focus mind “You’re just so tight, god..”

“i.. i wanna cum…” you squeaked out, you could barely focus with his harsh thrusts. it took all of your willpower to not let the tension in your belly snap

“You want to cum?” He panted out

“o-oh-, m-mommy… please lemme cum!” He pressed himself down to press his lips to your ear as he continues his rough pounding

“That’s right sweetie,” He pressed a kiss to your cheek bone “Cum all over mommy’s cock,” you finally allowed the tension to snap, and you squirmed underneath ayato. he held you still, you cried out as he continued to ruthlessly pound into you

“Mommy’s g-gonna- hah- dump a load in you baby-” He groaned, kept you pressed to the bed. His thrusts stuttered, and you felt his sticky cum fill up your insides.

Ayato pulled out, panting heavily. Globs of cum followed his slowly softening pp. He ran a hand through his hair, and pulled away from you so he could kneel in front of you, meeting your eyes. He pet your hair away from your face and smiled sweetly, without a shred of ill intent.

“Do you feel good my dear?” you whined and nodded, feeling both empty and full. Ayato pressed a kiss to your temple “You know, if you would like to try out your little kinks, you can just ask me.”

you nodded softly, before falling asleep

#ayato x reader smut #genshin impact smut #kamisato ayato smut

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shugojima · 2 years

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Ushijima ♀️ Age play ⚠️ HARD!

I'd love to cover this up and say it was a request but that's just my daddy issues kicking bad atm lol

Word count somewhat around 3200

It will contain EXTREME age play.

The protagonists are aged up! This is no minor trash!!

THIS IS SEXUAL!! IF YOU DON'T WANNA READ FATHER X DAUGHTER ROLEPLAY SMUT; STOP RIGHT HERE!

-care taking -soooo much fluff-calming and a lot of cuddles -Tendou the freaky uncle-usage of a pacifier and plushie -idk maybe it's just kinda weird for y'all and cringe asf but I need this rn so uhhh fuck it -no diapers cause I'm just not THAT much into it -sorry for the "papa" instead of the usual "daddy" but I'm sick of this D-daddyyyy~ rn it ruins it for me kinda🤧

ALSO CHUBBY READER!! Cause I have a fat ass and I wanna :D

Don't come at me saying I didn't warn you. This is some kinky ass, pervert shit.

Enjoy my fatherless besties. I got you.

Ushijima was standing at the kitchen counter, preparing dinner for the guests that were about to arrive in half an hour, when you sat on the floor with your colored pencils in each hand one. You colored the cute baby hawk Ushijima printed for you earlier.

You wanted to draw something for the wall on his side of the bed, so he's happy whenever he looks at it. You loved seeing papa happy, you loved seeing him smile, especially if you were the cause. He didn't smile much but when he was with you, it was definitely more often.

"Papa!" Ushijima turned his head to you. "What is it, baby?" "Look! I finished it!" You proudly held up the little hawk, almost perfectly colored.

"Baby, that looks absolutely stunning." He smiles slightly, walking up to you and giving it a closer look. He furrowed his brows sheepishly as he pretended to zoom in and you giggled. "Papa needs his glasses!"

Ushijima chuckled a little and patted your head. "I was just joking, love. Did you drink something?" You nodded proudly, before he put the pacifier back in your mouth. "That's my princess."

He wanted to go back preparing the dessert already but you clutched his leg, not wanting him to leave you. "Baby, I need to-" "Pleaaaaase! Y/n needs cuddles!" You whined, seeing he had the softest look on his face. "Well... I think I got five minutes. Come here." He kneeled down on the floor, holding his arms open and you inched towards him and sat yourself on his lap, legs wrapped around his waist as you nuzzled into the crook of his neck.

He softly caressed your hair, the other hand on your back, slowly running up and down to comfort you. "Smell so good.." You said as you breathed in his maskuline scent. He smelled a little like wood and Eucalyptus from his shower gel, mixed with his own scent. You instantly felt so secure and loved. He knew you needed your cuddles from time to time and he gladly held you tight in his strong arms and gave you all the affection you craved for.

Even though you were pretty chubby and not a feather light girl, he always carried you around the house effortlessly and he loved every inch of your body, always making sure you know that. He sometimes kissed your belly lovingly, as well as your jiggly thighs and puffed your cheeks, which you hated but oh well, it always put a little smile on his lips so it's ok!

"Princess, I need to get the dessert done." You pouted as he carefully sat you on the couch, wrapping you in your favorite purple blanket, which he brought you home from a trip with the Adlers and gave you your soft, little plush bear.

A kiss on your cheek and he continued to cook as the door bell rang and Ushijima opened it to Tendou. He knew about your little secret and he accepted, even showed respect and played along with it.

"Hey you two~" He sang as he walked in, a little bag of your favorite chocolates in his hand he always made for you when he came over. You jumped at him, stealing the chocolate instantly which made him laugh. "You good, little one? Getting on Daddy's nerves properly??"

You grinned and nodded proudly, Ushijima raising a brow at Tendou's question. "I shouldn't leave you alone with her..."

"Oh come ooon! I'm not teaching her bad things!" Tendou pouted as the bell rang again. That's when you needed to act all normal again. The others didn't know about your desperate need to be babied, except for Kageyama and Ushijima always panicked a little whenever someone else was over.

It wasn't that he was ashamed of you, not at all. He just didn't want to embarrass you in front of the whole world if something like that would get through to reporters or whoever has bad intentions, just wanting to make money out of this information. So the both of you tried to keep it down for as long as your friends would stay over.

You quickly got rid of the blanked and plushie, put the pacifier in the pocket of your light beige jacket and switched behaviour completely, which was nothing new to Tendou. "I'm still impressed how fast you can switch personalities. I wish I could do that." He whined, making you chuckle.

Ushijima opened the door to Semi, Reon and Kageyama. Goshiki a little behind totally out of breath, clinging onto Romero and begged him to carry him the last 10 meters to the door.

"Damn. that's a lot of people. You didn't cook that much, did you?" You turned to Ushijima who just smiled, leaned in and whispered "I'm not that hungry and you get your bottle later on, love. That's too spicy for you." He winked at you and you turned jelly and looked at him in awe.

Ushijima struggled a little at first when you told him about your wishes, how you wanted him to treat you but after some time, he loved it just as much as you did. He wanted to make you feel amazing and if that's what it took, that's fine. He grew into this role so much, it felt actually real to him.

"O-ok." You blushed hard at his words and you all sat down at the table, after you hugged Kageyama and Reon tightly. These two were like real good friends to you and came over pretty often. Kageyama and his girlfriend lived a similar life, only him being the little one. (SORRY I LOVE HIM LIKE THAT OKAAY)

"So how's life going, Wakatoshi? Do you plan on having kids already?" Semi asked and you instantly felt terrible. You weren't ready for kids, since you were still one yourself and didn't want to take the resposibility. Ushijima though, always wanted to have children but he respected your decision and pushed the thought away. It was always a very difficult topic to say the least.

Ushijima turned to you, worried if your mood would change and sure, it did. You excused yourself to the bathroom and Tendou and Kageyama both looked at Semi as if he had said something out of this world. "Are you fucking stupid!? You don't just sit down and ask something like that. First think... Boke." Kageyama spat at him and Semi instantly apologized to Ushijima.

"It's ok. It's just a difficult topic at the moment. I'll go look for her." He excused himself as he went to your shared bedroom, seeing you with your blanket and plushie on the bed, some warm tears running down your cheeks.

He sat down besides you and pulled you into a tight hug. You instantly nuzzled into his chest and cried even harder now. "I'm so sorry! I'm sorry, Papa!" "Hey... It's alright. We talked about that."

"I know but.. I want you to be happy too!" You sobbed as he ran his hand through your hair, pushing you some more onto his chest.

A soft kiss on your head he quietly spoke "Baby, you already make me so happy. I'm already more than happy being your dad. That's enough, okay?" You nodded, calming down a little as he handed you your fluffy bear and layed you down onto the sheets. "Sleep a little. I'll take care of them and cuddle onto you after, ok?"

"Don't leave me papa!" You begged as he stood up. He kissed your lips lovingly, a little too sensual. You didn't do that too often, you didn't even have sex. Another thing you felt terrible for. Yes, sometimes you craved for his cock but it would feel too depraved to be touched by your own dad in that way.

Ushijima sure was attracted to you, very much so but he used his fist every now and then, imagining it was your pretty little pussy, which he washed so carefully every day. Sometimes you could see the huge bulge in his pants while he did and couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to feel it inside you, Papa's thick cock tearing you apart...

"It won't take long, princess. Just try to sleep, get some new energy. You didn't even get your nap today, hm?" He raises a brow and you guiltily nodded. "Kay... I'll try."

He went back downstairs and you actually managed to fall asleep. All the crying earlier made you so tired. Suddenly you felt Ushijima's strong arms around your figure, a hand on your belly as he kissed your head softly. "We're alone, baby." You slowly opened your eyes and turned around to face him. "Finally.." You mumbled and snuggled against his chest. "Are you feeling better?" He softly asked, his deep voice sending vibrations through your whole body.

"Hmmm.. Haa!" You gasped as you felt his growing cock pressing against your hips. You looked at him with wide eyes as he apologized and made sure it doesn't touch you any longer. "I'm sorry. Sometimes papa has inappropriate thoughts when it comes to the girl he loves so much..."

You hesitated a moment but eventually slid your leg in between his, shuffling closer to him. You felt it almost throbbing against your thigh as Ushijima let out a breathy moan. "What are you doing?" He asked swallowing hard. "Wanna make Papa happy too, like I said." You kissed him softly and he froze for a second, before kissing you almost greedily. Your wet tongue slid along his bottom lip and he opened his mouth instantly, letting his tongue play with yours. You moaned into the kiss, rubbing yourself against his clothed cock.

"Princess. Wait. We agreed not to do this, remember?"

"Me wants to tho! Uncle tendou said it feels good too!"

"What??"

"He said that Papa is very big and he would feel amazing."

Ushijima couldn't help but get angry at the thought of Tendou wanting to ruin the innocence of his little baby but at the same time he thanked him for it, because hell, he was on the edge. "Don't ever talk to him about this again, princess. That's not a topic for little angels like you." You nodded and leaned in on him, whispering "I want Papa to touch me. Please make me feel good, papa."

He bit his lip, breathing heavier at your words and slowly slid his hand under your shirt. He knew you were still a virgin which made it even more exciting for him. He, your Daddy, was your first. His touch send shivers down your spine and you slowly slid your hand under his shirt as well, feeling his toned abs. "Your body feels good..." You mumbled making him chuckle. "Papa works hard for it, princess."

He slowly pulled your cute shirt over your head, exposing your breasts as he bit down on his lip. He noticed you felt a little uncomfortable and that you tried cover your chubby belly. "Do you want your bear, love?"

You nodded hastily, cheeks flushed as he reached for your plushie and you held it to your chest, covering your belly up a little too. Yess that felt much better.

He slowly got rid of your little skirt and you heard the sound of the metal of his belt as he slowly unbuckled it, still laying next to you.

He grabbed your hand and put it on his hard cock, already leaking pre, tip pink and wrapped your fingers around it. Your pinky parts twitched hard at the feeling and you looked at him a little scared. "Don't worry, love. I'll be very careful not to hurt you. You trust me, right?"

You nodded as he guided your hand so you stroke him a little. God, he waited so long for this... Closing his eyes in pleasure, he unintentionally thrusted up inside your fist a little and you loved to see him so happy. A soft, toothy smile on his face he stopped himself tho and started kissing along your neck, down to your hard nipples, sucking and licking on them as you moaned sweetly. "Papaaa~ nghhh it feels weird!" You whined, not sure if it was supposed to feel like that. It was a strange feeling yet you seemed to like it. With a loud plopp he let go of your hard bud and looked at you lovingly. "That's ok, baby. It's the good kind of weird, right?"

"Y-yes! I think... it's good I'm not sure yet, papa!"

"Don't break your little head about it, alright? I got you." He said as he positioned in between your legs, holding them above his shoulders, looking straight at your wet, pink lips. Fuck, this looked so delicious right now. "Papa! Don't look at it like that!" You turned your head to the side and covered your deep red cheeks with your hands.

"Princess, you look so hot right now. Look at me, please." You obeyed and your innocent eyes met his olive, wild ones. "That's my baby. Hold on tight to your bear." You did and he parted your slick lips with his tongue, sliding it up and down your folds, eating you out so deliciously. You moaned as his strong, veiny hands held you in place, a tight grip on your legs. Slurping sounds filled the room and you thought you were actually seeing stars by now. His hungry eyes never left your face. "You taste heavenly. So good..." You held your hand over the eyes of Mr. Bear so he couldn't see the dirty things that were happening right now.

"He can't see, baby. You don't need t-" "He can! And he's too young to see something that dirty!" You whined and he just smiled and apologized, his tall, perfectly build body now hovering on top of you. "Are you sure, baby? We don't need to do this."

"I'm sure." You said before he kissed you deeply, lining his thick cock up with your little pussy. His tip already felt so good, so thick pressing against your entrance. "I'll go slow. Tell papa if it hurts, alright?" You nodded shyly, cheeks crimson as he pushed just the tip inside and you already arched your back, hugging your plushie tight. "So big!! Ngghh Papa's so, so big!" You unintentionally praised him and you felt him twitching against you at your words.

"You can do this, baby. I just know you can." You nodded with teary eyes as he pushed further inside stretching you to the limit. The warm tears streamed down your cheek uncontrollably and he softly wiped them with his thumb. "You're doing so well. Papa's so proud of his little princess. You're doing that for me and it's making me so happy." You smiled, biting your lip and put your bear next to you, before you held onto Ushijima's strong biceps. When he bottomed out completely you screamed and whined and God, it hurt so much.

As soon as he saw in how much pain you were, he wrapped his arms completely around your body, hugging you so tight, comforting you and kissing your neck softly. He stopped pushing himself further and gave you a moment to adjust. "It can't go any further, love. You took me as far as possible, you did so good."

"Is there more?? It's not fully inside??" You asked with wide eyes and he smiled and and shook his head. "It's fine, baby. That's enough for papa. Are you ok?" You assured him and he started moving slowly, which hurt a little at first hut quickly drove you absolutely insane. This feeling was nothing compared to eating your favorite chocolate from uncle Tendou or fooling around with your Dad. This was another kind of happiness and you liked it very much.

"Feels so g-good! You moaned and screamed as his thrusts got harder and deeper, dragging his body up and down on yours, a few heavy growls ripping from his throat as he did. "You're mine, My little princess only, you hear me?"

"I'm yours! Only... Nghhhaaa fuck!" You sweared, making him look at you a little disappointed. "Love, I hope I don't have to hear that again. We don't do swearing in this house." "Sorry!! I- I'm sorry! But I feel like going crazy."

"And you didn't cum yet..." He smirked and started rubbing your clit, just perfectly to bring you closer to your high. He knew exactly what he did so it didn't take long for you to panic as your body started to do things you couldn't control but oh, he could. "What- pa-nghhh I-" "Shhhh... No speaking, princess. Close your eyes and feel. Just feel."

You shut your eyes close and threw your head back into the sheets, screaming in pleasure as you let go. Ushijima made sure to hit your sweet spot every time he pushed inside and watched you in awe as he fucked you through your very first orgasm. This was the most stunning sight ever to him. Not long after, he pulled out and came all over your belly, some of his hot cum reaching your breasts as it spilled out of him seemingly never ending. You were still out of breath as he went to get a fresh towel and a damp wash cloth to clean the mess he left on you, before you cuddled onto him. "Are you ok, love?"

"Wakatoshi." You barely called him by his name. He knew when you did, you talked to him as an adult.

"Hm?"

"I never felt so good." He kissed your cheek and buried his nose in your hair, breathing in your scent.

"I'm glad I could make you feel so good."

"I love you."

"I love you too." He said as he went to prep your milk bottle for the night. Coming back he found you hungry already, so he layed you on his lap and put the bottle to your mouth. "Drink up, princess. You gotta be really hungry now, hm?" You opened your mouth, started sucking and looked up at Ushijima, pure adoration shown in your eyes.

He just smiled slightly, holding the bottle up and tug you tighter to him. "You're comfortable?" You nodded and closed your eyes shut as you slowly fell asleep.

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iguessweallcrazyithinktho · 3 years

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 2

Part 1

Hiii I don't know if you take request but can i request like a chris evans x reader like the reader and chris are married and chris is having a bad day or something so chris go out to the pub and go home drunk and its been going for 3 days and the reader and chris has a 6year old and the reader have been doing all the work and taking care of they're daughter and they're daughter miss chris bc chris is never home and just go home until 12 or 2 in the morning or if chris is home he never play with her daughter and they're daughter is sad abt it bc they're daughter though chris doesn't love her anymore and chris miss her play in school even though chris promise so that day when chris miss her daughter's play the reader confront chris abt it and chris said he doesn't care abt his daughter and he said he didn't know why he married the reader bc she's clingy but chris didn't know that they're daughter heard what chris said abt her and chris didn't know also that the reader is 6-7 weeks pregnant and the reader and chris heard they're daughter sob and that moment chris realize it all his mistakes? and apologize to them idk if this make sense and im sorry if this is so longg, thank you in advance stay safe! <3

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒅𝒂𝒅! 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔

𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕

Chris paced back and forth as he tried to call you for the 10th time. It was the next day, he was sober and the images from last night clouded his brain. Seeing the pain and anger on your face as he said he wish he never married you.

Seeing isabella crying from his disgusting words. That hurt him the most, he regret everything.

The phone went to voicemail again making Chris groan. You had every right to not talk to you, but he wanted to know you and isabella was okay. You were still his wife.

Chris sighed sitting down on the couch. He rubbed his eyes with his palm, exhaling for the hundredth time.

The house phone on the table beside the couch rung causing Chris to quickly grab it. He thought it was you but no, it was your doctor.

"hi is this Mrs Evans?" Chris frowned, "uh no but this is Mr Evans." Chris said, he was deeply confused.

"oh well you tell Mrs Evans that have her next appointment date to check on the baby."

Chris stood up, he wasn't sure he heard right. "I'm sorry, the baby?"

The innocence lady on the other side of the phone phone gasped, "oh I'm sorry, you didn't know."

"no it's fine." Chris sighed softly, his heart picking up speed in his chest. "I'll tell her, thank you." He hung up the phone throwing it onto the couch. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He mumbled to himself. He really needed to find you and isabella.

You laid in the uncomfortable bed, isabella sleeping soundly beside you. It was around 8 in the morning and thoughts from yesterday filled your mind.

"I wish I never married you"

"Forget isabella, I don't care about her stupid play"

It hurt just knowing he thought those things. It took some time last night, but you managed to go to sleep around 3am. Now it was morning time, you were in a crappy hotel, and Chris was blowing up your phone like crazy.

You sighed pulling back the blanket. You walked to the bathroom. You looked in the mirror, your almost 3 month along bump was showing. You tore your eyes from it looking at your face. You were trying not to think about Chris in that moment.

"get it together y/n." You whispered to yourself.

"mommy." You looked back to the doorway seeing isabella. Her stuff bear was in her hands as she rubbed her sleepy eye with the other hand.

"good morning honey."

You walked over to her, "did you sleep good?" Isabella looked up at you. "Yeah, I slept great." You laughed, "that's great. Uh do you wanna go get some breakfast? We can eat some pancakes and waffles, what you say bug?"

Isabella started to think, it was almost like you can see the wheels turning in her head. "Uhh yeah. Can we see daddy too?"

Your stomach did a flip, you didn't think she'll be okay with what he said about her, but She was 6 so maybe that was the reason.

"umm... Yeah, yeah. We can see daddy." Isabella smiled, "okay, I watch TV now." She walked back over to the bed, hopping in it. You exhaled, running your hands over your face. Here goes nothing you thought to yourself.

Chris phone ringing interrupting him from his daze. He picked it up seeing your contact. His heart picked up as he answered it.

"y/n, are you okay?" On the other side of the phone you sighed, "yeah, I'm fine. Look um isabella want see you so can you meet us at the diner at (some street name)?"

Chris nodded even though you couldn't see him. "Yeah, of course." He walked to the foyer to put on his shoes. "Umm, I love you." Chris said. He wasn't expecting you to say it back, but you did. When you did, his heart skipped and a smile formed on his face.

You hung up the phone. You let out a sigh once again. Here goes nothing.

You sat in the diner, isabella beside you coloring in the booklet they gave her. You both were waiting for Chris to come.

Your mind was filled, you couldn't even figure out what you were thinking about at all at this point.

After waiting a few more minutes, you heard the diner door open. In walked Chris. In his hands was a bouquet of flowers and stuffed animal. You were guessing it was his apologize.

He walked over to you both, just like yours, his heart was beating pretty hard in his chest.

"hey." Chris smiled shyly at you as you got up. "Hi." You tore your eyes from his, looking down at isabella. She was looking up at her daddy with a soft smile on her face. Chris kneeled down to her height. "Hi baby." He said to her softly. "I'm sorry for yesterday, I didn't mean any of it, I promise. Can you forgive me?"

isabella's small smile grew to a bigger one. "Yeah." Chris smiled at her. "Okay, give me a hug."

Isabella giggled as she Wrapped her arms around his neck. Chris hugged her close. He felt relived she forgave him, he felt so bad for saying what he said to her and he's going to spend the rest of his life making it up to her.

He pulled away from her, he handed the stuffed animal to her before standing back up.

He looked back at you. "Uh these are for you. It's not an apology, I'll give you a sincere apology later, but for now I have these." He looked at you, he had bags under his eyes from his sleepless night, and tear streaks on his cheeks from the crying he did.

you quickly tore your eyes from His taking the flowers. "Thanks." You cleared your throat. "Uh shall we have breakfast?"

Chris inhaled, "yeah." He walked over to the opposite side of the table and took a seat. You did the same sitting back beside isabella. You all ordered trying to forget about the tension that was very much between you and Chris. It was nice that you both were talking, but you just couldn't wait for the much needed talk later that night.

It was around 8 pm. You and Chris decided to drop her off at his mom's house. You didn't want what happened the day before to happen again.

You sat on the couch fiddling with your shirt end. Chris was in the kitchen getting you both something to drink before you talked.

"so um.. I got you some water." Chris said walking over to you handing you the glass of water. You thanked him Taking a sip before placing it on the coffee table. Chris sat beside you with a sigh.

"I.. I'm sorry for yesterday. I didn't mean any of it. It just slipped out because I was drunk and tired, I wasn't in my right head space in the moment and I took out on you and Bella and I'm sorry." He breathed out. He scanned your face waiting for you to speak. You shook your head, you didn't look at him but you spoke.

"yeah you're sorry, but you really hurt me. I wish I was never, that's fucked up and it hurts so much. If you never wanted to marry me why did you?"

You turned to Chris, tears threatening to spill over. The look on your face hurted Chris, he fucked up big time and he knew it.

"no, I didn't mean that, I swear. I love you more than anything. I don't regret marrying you, it was just a stupid mistake... I'm sorry baby."

Tears were starting to form in chris' eye. He felt guilty, he knew no amount of words could fix what he done but he was sorry more than anything.

"you promise?" You looked at him. Your lips were trembling Because of your crying.

"I promise." Chris said. He cupped your cheek with his hand. He placed a light kiss on your nose, but it wasn't enough for you. You went way too long without kissing him, you weren't going to waste another second not.

You grabbed his chin kissing him. Somehow his chap lips felt soft. They felt like home to you, you missed them so much.

You pulled away looking back at Chris. "I have something I need to tell you." You said fiddling with his hands.

"I'm pregnant."

Chris gave you a sour look, you already knew why. "You know?" Chris nodded, "the doctor called. they have an appointment for you, they want you to call them back to tell you."

You exhaled, "well... Surprise." You laughed making Chris smile. He missed that sound. He's been gone for so many nights he totally forgot how it sounded.

"can I come to the next appointment?" Chris pouted his lip making you laugh. "Of course you can. You need to your little peanut. I'm thinking it's a boy"

Chris frowned, "no I'm pretty sure it's a girl."

"you haven't seen them yet." You said to him Rolling your eyes playfully. "I know but I want another princess."

"touche."

It's not that good but thank you for reading. I had fun breaking y'all hurts on the first part lol

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darling-i-read-it · 3 years

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California Summers

Billy Hargrove x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: some angst at the end, heavy insinuations to smut

Author’s Note: I wrote this and yet it still made me emotional thank you for showing me this song and I hope you enjoy

Requested: by anon, Hi :) this might be kind of vague but can I request something with Billy Hargrove inspired by the song “Striptease” by Carwash? Idk but for some reason whenever I hear it I think of him lol

Summary: Inspired by the song in the request

Song:Striptease by Carwash

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

Sunny afternoons in California were something Billy didn’t want to give up for the world. There was something about the dampness as the sun set over the horizon, the heat finally subsiding just a bit for the day. The way the waves crashed over the beach, the laughter of teens getting out of school.

All of that.

All of that and then you of course.

He sat in the lunchroom beside you. The sun was still high in the sky. School would be getting out soon, he was lucky to have the latest lunch. You were laughing at something someone else had said so he put his hand on your side, making you turn to look at him.

“Yeah?”

“We still on for tonight?” he asked quietly, so that the rest of the group around them couldn’t quite hear. You nodded, your smile bright in a way that only yours could be.

“Of course. You’re driving, yeah?” “Yeah,” he grumbled. He kissed you quickly and gently, making the other girls at the table turn to look. You stopped him quickly.

“Hey now, we’re in public.” “Was the bathroom 2 hours ago not public?” he whispered, his lips almost on your ear so you could feel his breath. You tried to ignore how those words made you feel and turned away from him. You couldn’t fight the small smile creeping onto your face.

“Watch your tongue Hargrove.”

“You wanna talk about my tongue now?” “Billy!” You laughed and fought the urge to shove him. You turned back to your friends, rolling your eyes as you did so. He smiled, patting your back and standing up.

“I’m gonna go smoke in the parking lot.” “Don’t stray too far.”

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“Your hand is stuck!”

You were laughing aggressively, trying to keep yourself quiet. You sat on Billy’s lap in the driver's seat of his car, your legs on either side of his waist. Billy had his hand over your mouth as though he wasn’t laughing too.

The car was parked on the side of the road, though cars passed by you quickly making the car shake with each passing person.

“I thought you were smoother than this Hargrove,” you said, stifling a laugh.

“I am, you need to get less tangled hair and better bras is all,” he told you. You smiled and rolled your eyes, leaning forward to put your head on his shoulder. Your forehead rested there as his arms wrapped around your waist. You were shirtless though he hadn’t gotten your bra unhooked.

“My house isn’t that far,” you whispered.

“Yeah, you're gonna let your parents catch us?”

You sat back against the steering wheel, making sure that you didn’t hit the horn. He shook his head.

“Let’s go to the beach.”

“But the sand,” you whined.

“Fuck the sand. I’ll get you a nice blanket.” He moved forward and kissed your collarbone. You smiled, looking down at his head kissing his curls.

“You’re really convincing. I’ll get off you so you can drive.” He tightened his grip.

“No way. Stay right there.” You shook your head and slid into the passenger seat despite his grip.

“I’m not letting you kill us on the way to the beach.”

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“I’m not leaving you alone with Billy. You can drive with me!” your friend Amy said, a smile on her face. A bunch of people were going out to the beach for a big bonfire that night and you and Billy were going to attend.

“I wanna drive with Billy.”

“You two are insufferable in love. I hate it,” she muttered, shaking her head. You nudged her and slid into Billy’s car behind you. You waved at her through the window and turned to him.

“To the beach!” you said as you turned to him.

“I decided I don’t want to go to the beach,” he said, pulling out. He did that thing where he put his arm around you and shifted in his seat to look around. He looked so good when he did that.

“Where are we going?”

He turned the music up as he skirted out of the parking lot.

“Huh?!”

“Where are we going?!” you yelled over the music.

“Who cares!” he yelled back, a playful smile on his face. You rolled your eyes and shrugged.

“Alright!”

He turned onto the first highway he could find and sped up the car. Your hair flew around widely in the wind. You couldn’t help but look over at him and sing along loudly to the songs he put on and scream at each other at the top of your lungs. It felt like a movie. It felt like a really good movie.

You held his hand and he kissed the back of your palm.

“I love you!” you yelled over the sound of a guitar solo. He did a double take, keeping his eyes mostly on the road as he drove over the 80 miles per hour mark. Billy put his head on the back of his seat and took a deep breath and you worried you had ruined it.

“I love you too!” he yelled. You smiled even wider and nodded, looking forward at the scathing hot sun. You moved a piece of hair out of your mouth.

“Pull over!” you yelled. He furrowed his eyebrows.

“What?” “Pull over!” He did as he was told, moving over a couple lanes to get there and slowed down.

“What?�� he asked, turning the music down as he parked.

You kissed him as hard as you could.

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Hawkins, Indiana

“Oh come on Billy,” Carol muttered with her head on the back of the carseat. She looked over at him, popping a bubblegum bubble. Billy zipped up his denim jeans and glanced over at her.

“What?” he grumbled. He looked at Hawkins High School in front of him, hating the way it looked in this weather. It was a gloomy overcast day. It smelled like shit. Carol wore too much perfume and not enough clothes.

“You’re not gonna be popular acting like this.”

“The fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“I mean that the more you get girls to suck your dick, the less they’ll wanna.” He gave her a harsh look.

“Get the fuck out of my car.”

“Haven’t you ever loved someone dumbass?” she sneered. He leaned over her and opened the door for her. She gave him one more annoyed look and then stepped out of the car, shaking her head and holding her bag tightly.

What she left was an empty passenger seat. He looked at it for a long moment. He looked at the red nail scratch on the side of the leather. He looked at the ice cream stain on the bottom. Billy almost reached forward and grabbed someone who wasn’t there.

Max broke him out of his gaze as she opened the door, sitting down angrily. He turned the car and backed out without saying a word to her.

But she had caught his gaze before she got in. It was rare to see Billy’s actual raw heartbreak.

When he pulled into the house he had still not said anything. He walked into the house briskly and made a beeline for his room.

“Billy?” Susan said quietly, grabbing his arm before he could get there.

“What?” He hated her. He hated her so much.

“You got a phone call from a Y/N this afternoon.” She handed him a piece of paper. “Here’s the number.” His eyes went wide and he didn't even have a quip for her. He just turned to the phone and punched in the number, holding the phone to his ear and the line with his other hand.

It rang twice before you answered.

“Hello?” you asked. He hadn’t heard your voice in so long.

“It’s Billy.” “Hargrove!” He could practically see your smile. He closed his eyes and turned away from Susan who was still watching him carefully. He blinked away tears. “I’m sorry I missed you earlier. I just wanted to call to...I don’t know. Hear your voice.”

“It’s nice to hear yours.” You were both silent for a moment and he could hear you swallow.

“I really miss you.” He had a hard time not jumping in his car and leaving right then.

“I miss you too.”

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egcdeath · 3 years

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checkmate

summary: you’ve always refused to lose, and love was no exception. (gone girl-ish au)

pairing(s): ransom drysdale x dark!reader, a special mystery guest ;)

word count: 3.7k

warnings: 18+ because of heavy themes! faked death, framing of crimes, manipulation, alluding to sex, alluding to cheating, terrible relationship dynamic, very loose usage of the word crazy/psychotic, implied mention of self harm, brief choking & slapping (in a non sexual way lol), pregnancy trapping (idk if thats the right term), the reader is a very bad human being, overuse of italics *please let me know if i’m missing any warnings!

author’s note: this is my 2nd submission for @stargazingfangirl18’s 5k soft dark challenge, i decided to make the reader dark >:) but ransom is also not a good person. I used these prompts: “I’ve waited a long time for this, sweetheart.” & The town golden *girl isn’t as sweet as everyone thinks.

this is definitely the most unhinged thing i’ve ever written, but blame @literate-lamb for making me write this because when i pitched this to her and said that i’d probably never write it, she enabled me.

okay that's enough from me. join my taglist if you want :D

“I know women whose entire personas are woven from a benign mediocrity. Their lives are a list of shortcomings: the unappreciative boyfriend, the extra ten pounds, the dismissive boss, the conniving sister, the straying husband. I've always hovered above their stories, nodding in sympathy and thinking how foolish they are, these women, to let these things happen, how undisciplined. And now to be one of them! One of the women with the endless stories that make people nod sympathetically and think: Poor dumb bitch.” Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

Your whole life, you’d considered yourself a competitive person. Constantly overcompensating for one thing or another, whether it was the chronic desire to achieve perfection that had been installed in you since you were a little girl, or your persistent internalized sense of inadequacy. You realized early on that it was much better for you to win than for you to lose, no matter the physical, emotional, or mental cost of the prize of perfection.

For the most part, this mindset worked out for you. You graduated as Valedictorian from your high school, neared the top of your graduating class at Harvard. God knew you earned it, all those tears you shed into overpriced textbooks, all the popping of unprescribed Adderall, and robbing yourself of the parties and social events that the rest of your peers gladly indulged in.

You were just different, which was why you gained a job nearly immediately after your exit from school, quickly climbing to the top at the Blood Like Wine publishing company after only a few years of being there.

And one night, at the party celebrating the release of A Thousand Knives when you laid your eyes on Hugh Ransom Drysdale, the grandson of your boss, you knew that you needed to have him. Rich, hot, a bit of an asshole. You deserved to finally complete your image, and that socialite flavored eye candy seemed to fit the part perfectly. Luckily for you, he was desperate. It only took a few tugs on your dress’ V-line, and a number of knowing smirks to find yourself being finger-banged in his family manor’s bathroom.

From there, you wormed your way into his life. Leaving belongings at his place as an excuse to come back, and offering booty calls in the middle of the night. Ransom must’ve been much more desperate than you originally thought, as it really only seemed to take one night of stroking his hair while he vented about his family to make him want to be with you. Men with mommy issues were always so easy.

Except, he wasn’t that easy. The longer you got to know Ransom, the more fucked up you realized he really was. He had no boundaries at all, became jealous and enraged at the drop of a pin, and occasionally told you things that made the hairs on your arms rise.

This of course all came to a head after the night of Harlan’s 85th birthday party. When the news broke of his tragic death, you’d immediately known it was the works of your Hugh. If your intuition wasn’t enough, his confession in the shower, where he’d demanded you take off your clothes to display that you were without a bug, certainly was.

You were completely devastated. The man that you’d invested so much into for years had thrown both his and your reputations down the drain in just a matter of hours. Of course, you felt bad for Harlan too. He was a good guy (when he wasn’t instigating a family fight).

Still, you showed up during the funeral in your best mourning clothes and dawning your biggest crocodile tears. You rubbed Linda’s back while she mourned the loss of her father, and the new truth about her husband. You played dumb when interrogated by some Southern private investigator, even giving Ransom an airtight alibi. You testified on his behalf in court with enough conviction to grant you an Emmy.

You’d gotten so far, devoted so much energy into him, that you simply refused to lose now.

To your friends, you’d seemed to lead a near perfect life. Dream job, dreamy boyfriend, dream bank account, but it wasn’t enough. You wanted more, you just didn’t know what.

It dawned on you while sipping mimosas at the country club, Ransom playing tennis with his friends just a few yards away from you while Danielle showed off her brand new engagement ring, a .59 Carat Asscher Diamond, that if you heard her speak of again, would probably make you lose your shit.

You zoned out as she droned on and on about the shape, and how Matt proposed to her in their own private room in one of the most exclusive Parisian restaurants, instead focusing on how you could find yourself in the same position as that airhead next to you. In all honesty, you couldn’t stand the idea that someone was doing better than you, let alone someone in your own social circle. Dani got all the bragging rights of being engaged to the heir of some tech giant, being the first in your friend group to get eloped, and worst of all, Matt wasn’t even making her sign a prenup.

You blankly watched Ransom from afar, taking occasional sips from your sweet drink, while you thought of how you deserved all of that and more, and you were going to get it one way or another.

——

It didn’t take much to come up with something, your first and most obvious plan being to simply ask Ransom when he was going to propose to you. Of course, this wasn’t the first time you’d tried to approach him about this subject, you just wondered if maybe this time things would be different.

Panting heavily after a rather rough night in bed, you rolled off of your boyfriend’s chest and gave him a messy, yet sincere kiss. You knew your man well, and if there was any time to pop the question, it was in his post-nut haze.

“Baby,” you said breathily, “I wanna ask you something.”

“Shoot,” he responded casually, glancing over at you.

“When’re you gonna propose to me?” you hummed.

Ransom groaned and shook his head, rolling his eyes, “this is about Matt and Dani, huh?” he tutted, then extended a hand out to your warm cheeks so he could gently caress one with his thumb. “Thought we agreed marriage is just a piece of paper and it’s stupid.”

You huffed in response.

Of fucking course.

“I never said that,” you muttered, setting a hand on his broad chest. “Besides, it’ll be good if you get pissed and decide to like, kill your dad or something. Y’know, spouses don’t have to testify against each other in court.”

Ransom chuckled as if this whole thing was funny, like your feelings were some kind of sick joke to him. “You know my lawyers, babe. They could prove that bees don’t make honey. That bears don’t shit in the forest. I appreciate your attempt, though. This has been some really nice pillow talk.”

“Whatever,” you muttered, pinching his nipple in retaliation before turning your back to him and yanking the blanket onto your side.

You weren’t sure why you were so surprised that he was being stubborn, most of the time you felt like you were pulling teeth from the man. But that’s why you had a backup plan! You always had a backup plan. That’s what separated you from your boyfriend. Where Ransom was extemporized and impulsive, you were calculating and prudent.

Although you devised your plan that very afternoon while watching your partner backhand small green balls, you were going to need some time to get everything in order, to prove Murphy and his stupid law wrong in making sure that everything that could go wrong wouldn’t.

After all, love was a game. And you sure as hell weren’t losing to Hugh Drysdale.

——

You sacrificed too much to have your plans ruined by some trust fund baby with impulsivity issues. You deserved your dream marriage, the stability you wished you had as a child. You wanted the white picket fence, and everything that came along with it. Your desire to be the best, to be perfect was what drove you to poke holes in every condom in the box, what led you to draw liters of your own blood in hopes of staging a fake crime scene, to buy a cheap getaway car and burner phone off of Craigslist, and reach out to a high school boyfriend who you knew was in a position as desperate as you.

You planted seeds of doubt in your friends throughout the following weeks, feeding them lies about Ransom’s behavior, how you were afraid of telling him that you did in fact see two faint red lines on that damn plastic stick– only half of the statement truly being false–, telling them that he was behaving erratically lately.

It all was going without a hitch. Ransom didn’t seem to notice anything was off, despite your frequent visits to the bathroom and newfound affinity for true crime documentaries.

You almost felt guilty, knowing the world of pain you were about to throw the man into. Granted, he deserved the pain. You were in a relationship with a genuinely terrible person, and that person had made a conscious effort not to commit to you. You tried to make this easy for him, give him a chance to say a few words to you and slide a ring on your finger, but no, he always seemed to take the hard route.

You slept like a baby the night before you were setting your plan in action. You made sure to uphold the facade of everything being fine, making Ransom a nice breakfast before sending him halfway across town to the hardware store with an oddly incriminating list.

Once he was out of the house, you hurried off to the fridge in the garage where you’d been keeping a small stash of your own blood. It wasn’t pretty, but it had to be done. You poured the blood throughout the kitchen, splattering bits of it on the counters and cupboards. You poorly cleaned the mess, just as he would.

You put your next move in motion, falsifying a home invasion. You tossed over a table and some chairs, throwing books and photos onto the floor, but left some aspects slightly untouched, like an upright picture frame to give yet another hint that things were not exactly what they appeared.

You left a tiny blue post-it note on the nightstand of Ransom’s side of the bed, a quick and simple doodle of a ring along with the first initial of your name inked onto the tiny piece of paper.

With that, you were off. Technically missing, soon-to-be presumed dead.

----

The days following your disappearance had gone even better than you’d initially planned. Local news coverage had been all over you, search and rescue groups were assiduously looking for you, your parents had opened a tip line, and begged for you to get home safe on news segments. But the best part of it all was that Ransom had been briefly found himself in police custody, only to be released shortly thereafter. His past of an accused murder quickly made your disappearance even more of a national story, and you watched the whole thing unravel from the safety and comfort of your high school boyfriend, Andy Barber’s Newton home.

Of course, you fed him the same lies you’d given to your friends, and seeing the rather lonely position he was in, he gladly let you stay with him. You were absolutely having a hay-day with it all, dedicating hours of your day to watching Ransom slowly unravel. Maybe it was a bit sadistic of you to enjoy torturing your partner so much, but he needed to learn his lesson. You deserved better. You needed Ransom to rise up to your level, allowing you to finally complete your image. To let you two appear to be the perfect couple. Really, this was all on him.

Andy, for the most part, had been a good host. He was gone for the majority of the day, dedicating himself to his work while you lounged around on his dangerously cozy couch. Around two weeks into your stay, you were sharing a box of pizza in the living room with your old lover when something interesting on the television caught your eye.

Ransom, broadcasted on CBS, being interviewed on your disappearance.

You watched with wide eyes as Ransom begged for your return on national television. It was one thing seeing your mother plead for you to come back, the same woman who had installed such toxic behavior in you sob for your return, but Ransom. You’d never loved him more than in that moment.

“Hugh, if you could tell Y/N one thing, what would it be?” the interviewer asked.

Ransom turned, looking straight at the camera, directly into your soul, “Y/N, I love you so much. More than you’ll ever know. I need you to come back safely, to see you, to hold you again. I’d give anything in the world for that right now,” he looked down, a tear falling down his cheek. “I can’t live without you in my life, I-”

His sentence was cut off by Andy grabbing the remote, and turning off the TV. You turned your head and frowned deeply at him.

“Why’d you do that?” you asked with a bit of a pout.

“I just couldn’t stand listening to him talk about you like he hasn’t treated you like shit for the past few years. C’mon, let’s get ready for bed.”

Your blood boiled. Andy was once a means to an end, but now he was interfering. He was clearly much too selfish to see that you and Ransom were quite obviously soulmates. A match made in hell.

You followed him to bed regardless, curling up on what had been your side of the bed for the past few days, and staring at the wall until Andy’s breaths moved from a soft and rhythmic pattern to loud snores. God, those snores were obnoxious.

You slipped out of bed and to his dresser, grabbing two soft ties from the drawer, and daintily tying his wrists to each side of the bedpost.

“What‘re you doing?” he mumbled, instinctively yanking both of his wrists as he awoke.

“I’m going back home,” you whispered.

“You can’t be serious,” Andy huffed, tugging on the restraint attached to the headboard.

You shook your head, “I am.”

“I should’ve known. Why would you do something like this? Do you know how much trouble you’ll be in with the law?”

“Do you know how much trouble you’ll be in when the world finds out that you kidnapped me?” you retorted.

This threat seemed to wake him up right away, “what about this was kidnapping? I gave you a nice home, fed you, I didn’t even make a pass at you. I didn’t do shit to you,” he hissed. “You think I can’t prove that? I’m a lawyer, for god's sake!”

You nearly laughed, “Okay, Andy,” you paused for a moment, “As a lawyer, who do you think everyone’ll believe? Someone who the world was on a wild goose chase for in the last two weeks? Or the man with a family history of violence? Must I remind you that your father and your son have killed people?”

Andy shook his head, face pinched in sorrow at the mention of his deceased son, clearly a low blow. “You’re insane,” he muttered.

“Swear to god that you won’t tell a soul what happened here,” you leaned over him, getting right in his face. “Or I promise, Andrew Barber, I will ruin you. You’ll spend the rest of your life behind bars, or disbarred, or whatever the hell I decide to do with you. So keep your goddamn lips shut.”

You pulled away and he solemnly nodded, not bothering to put up a fight. You loosened the fabric around his left wrist and walked out of the room. You picked up the keys to Andy’s Audi on your way out, checking the time as you adjusted the driver's seat.

9:45 PM. Fatherhood really changed the man.

You pushed that thought aside and began your drive home, which turned out to be a surprisingly short trip. When you pulled up in front of your home, you were met with a slew of reporters outside of the house, along with a police car that seemed to be permanently camped there.

As you slowly got out of the car, a gasp, followed by a loud silence fell across the crowd. You limped for dramatic effect up the driveway as cameras followed you, and glanced back at them pathetically. From your peripheral view, you noticed the officers get out of their vehicle.

You finally got to your door, ringing the doorbell and waiting. You blinked harshly a few times, conjuring up the tears you needed to really make a spectacle of the event. After a few minutes, Ransom opened the door, eyes widening as he looked at you. He stepped out, and you wrapped him in as big of a hug as you could manage, genuinely missing his embrace. It was possible that you even let out a few real tears in the moment.

Your emotional embrace was interrupted by the man you recognized as Lieutenant Elliott, the same officer who’d been assigned to Harlan’s case.

“Ma’am,” he began, only to be shut down by you.

“Please, just let me be with my boyfriend,” you pleaded, crocodile tears streaming down your face as you spoke with the officer. You still needed time to get your story straight.

“Just give us the night, Lieutenant. We’ll come in first thing tomorrow morning,” Ransom added, furrowing his brows at the officer that he’d come into contact with far too many times.

He looked to his partner, who shrugged, then to you, “enjoy your night.”

Cameras flashed around you as civilians, journalists, and newscasters alike attempted to catch your attention. You grabbed Ransom’s hand and dramatically pulled him inside, insincerely attempting to hide your face by ducking and covering half of your face with your arm.

As soon as you were in the privacy of your own home, Ransom threw you against a wall.

“Why. The fuck. Would you pull a stunt like that,” he hissed through gritted teeth, eyes wild, and a hand around your throat.

You whimpered as he tightened his grip, rage clearly flowing through his system uncontrollably.

“Do you know what you did to me? You almost had me thrown in fucking jail. Do you understand that?”

You nodded weakly, “Ran,” you whispered, “the baby,” you glanced down at your stomach.

He paused, dropping his grip on your neck and staring at you in awe, “no…”

You nodded again.

“How…? You told me you were on the pill… You- you made me use protection…”

“Surprise?” you said weakly.

“You’re a psychotic bitch.”

“I’m your psychotic bitch. And no child of mine will be born out of wedlock,” you taunted.

“That’s what this is about?” Ransom laughed manically. “You did this all because I won’t fucking marry you?”

You didn’t even have to respond.

“I should send you to the loony bin right fucking now.”

“What happened to all those things you said to me on TV?”

“You’re fucking delusional. I can’t do this.”

“Yes, you can. And you will. I’ve had to put up with you and your stupid little antics for way too long. How do you think I felt when you killed your own grandfather?”

Ransom scoffed, throwing his hands up in exasperation, “you are so fucked up.”

“I’m the fucked up one? You killed your own blood in cold blood! You’re unhinged!”

“You faked your own death for attention, and got pregnant while doing it! Is that baby even mine?”

“The fuck are you trying to say, Hugh?”

“I asked if it’s even mine.”

“Really. You’re accusing me of cheating on you. That’s rich considering Mia, Layla, and whoever the fuck else. You’re being ridiculous.”

“I’m being ridiculous? You couldn’t have a normal adult conversation with me!”

“Are you kidding me? I asked you time after time to marry me and it was always some bullshit excuse!” you wagged a finger in his face as you spoke. “Oh, commitment scares me, oh, marriage is just a piece of paper, oh-“ you mocked his voice in a deeper tone before you were cut off by the sting of his hand against your cheek.

“Can you shut the hell up?” he growled at you as you held your own cheek, before you reached out and slapped him back, “I can’t believe that I’m stuck with such a deranged bitch for the rest of my life.”

“Maybe work on your vows a little, dear. I don’t think that those words are as charming to me as they’d be to the rest of our family and friends.”

“You can’t be serious,” he groaned.

“But I am,” you hummed, rubbing your cheek softly once again. “Look at how fast your life fell apart without me here. How quickly the public turned on you. Imagine how upset they’d be if you left me. I love you, Ran. I really do. You and I are perfect for each other, can’t you see that now?”

Ransom took a step away from you, pacing slowly in front of you. He ran a stressed hand through his hair, and took a long and drawn out breath, clearly at a loss for words.

“So when should we have the wedding? I’ve always wanted a Spring wedding, and I know it’s a little short notice, but I don’t want to be showing too much in my wedding dress,” you grabbed Ransom’s bicep gently, as if you were just having a regular old day with him, as if you hadn’t been choked and slapped moments ago. “But we can make it work. We always make it work, right?”

Your now fiancé stared vacantly at the wall ahead of him, giving you a slow, empty nod of agreement.

“It’s settled then,” you smirked. “I’ll start looking at venues. You find me a nice ring, okay Honey? One that puts all those other bitches’ rings to shame,” you sighed pleasantly to yourself, “I’ve waited a long time for this, sweetheart.”

You pressed a soft kiss to his cheek before hurrying up the stairs and into your bedroom. You heard a distant shriek of “fuck,” from Ransom, but you truly could not care less.

You hopped into bed, grabbing your laptop from its charger and promptly opening it. You couldn’t help but to smile at your own reflection on the empty black screen. This wasn’t how you imagined your engagement, but you did the impossible. You tied yourself down to Hugh Ransom Drysdale, he went down kicking in screaming, and you were likely in for a lifetime of cheating and resentment, but you did it nonetheless.

You finally won.

#ransom drysdale x reader #ransom drysdale x you #dark!reader #ransom drysdale x dark!reader #ransom thrombey x reader #ransom thrombey x you #knives out #knives out fanfic #siris5ksoftdarkchallenge

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velveticamoon · 3 years

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AOT : HOLIDAY HEADCANONS

these totally weren’t supposed to go up yesterday ahaha-

P.S: this is my first writing post!! i thought it would be an easier transition by writing hc’s, and i got my friend saniya (@bokesaniyaboke) to help me out with writing them, so i hope y’all enjoy :) (enjoy our 2 am chaos-)

i have more writing planned for the future too, and decided that i’ll be writing for:

- attack on titan

- bungou stray dogs

- free!

- fugou keiji: balance unlimited.

don’t be shy to send in your requests, i’m more than happy to do them ;)

anyways, i hope you guys enjoy, let me know if you want more! and to those of you that celebrated, hope you had a merry Christmas :)

LEVI

Decorating the house with him!! Except he’d be trying to get out of doing it at first lol

He’d be pissed about the mess that would come with decorating the house

But if you keep pestering him enough he’ll eventually give in lol

He’d be very meticulous about which decorations go where, but you’re just gonna have to put up with that

Pls don’t complain too much, he really wouldn’t be doing it with anyone else

(in the words of saniya: “ur the only exception be happy about that)

Idk why but i feel like he’d be really good at hanging up the lights?? With the placement and whatnot?

He probably has a very keen aesthetic eye i feel like (saniya: “pinterest but as a person vibes”)

At the end of it, while y’all are sitting on the couch drinking some tea, he quietly mumbles how he likes the work you two did

But you felt like teasing him and he got all huffy and said it louder, obviously calling you a brat right after cuz why wouldn’t he

EREN

Ask him to make gingerbread houses!! pls he’d be so excited about it

He’d even go to the store himself and get all the supplies on his way home and you both wouldn’t waste a minute to start a baby

Look he’d start getting competitive (pls we all know how he is) and would turn it into a competition so be prepared for that lol

But when his gingerbread house falls over he starts getting angry

Proceeds to drive to the company’s factory to break it down in his titan form (there’s no stopping him now)

Gets Armin to join him and they smash the houses in their titan forms together LMFAOFNDND PLEASE IM WHEEZING-

But for real, he’d probably get pouty, and turn into a whiny baby

Don’t call him out on it though he’ll just get even worse lol

Shower him with kisses right after and he’ll be blushy but he’s fine dw about it

He’ll get over himself eventually and then proceed to ask with a boyish grin on his face if you wanna give up and just eat the houses as they are

Y’all end up with stomach aches but it’s fine he makes it a little more bearable :))

MIKASA

Making ornaments (pls it’d be so cutenjdjn)

Saniya: “she would stab me with an ornament and i’d say thank you”

Comfortable silence with a little chatter here and there

Every now and then she rests her head on your shoulder (softie)

Just like Armin, getting super flustered and blushy when you compliment her

She helps hang the ornaments onto the tree and the tree turns out to look so pretty

Would take your hand and sit the two of you on the couch and just admire the tree in silence

It’s so comforting you slowly feel like you’re about to fall asleep

Make her some hot chocolate pls all she really wants is to cherish this atmosphere the two of you have created, all huddled up on the couch together

She’d totally fall asleep cause the girl’s always working in overdrive pls does she even sleep-

Make sure she’s warm alright?? If u don’t i’ll stab you ;)

JEAN

Watches hallmark movies with you, only to make fun of them (romance at it’s finest amirite)

Popcorn fights while watching them

Will get mad when you see a horse and say “look it’s you horse face”

He says the dumbest pick up lines during the movie as an attempt to impress you

“hey y/n, can i have your picture so i can show santa what i want for christmas?”

“jean, we’re literally dating-”

Something romantic will happen in the movie and Jean will continuously ask you to recreate that scene. “y/n can we-“ “if your about to ask me if you can spin me whilst ice skating, then no” “aw :(“

Oh to be spun by jean while ice skating- but that’s not the point

Wrap him up in a blanket while watching the movies, he’ll melt

Call him out on it and he’ll turn into ereh 2.0 (aka another whiny baby)

Jkjk but he’ll definitely try to deny it cuz u know he’s a “biG oL maNLy maN” but he’s a softie ;)

ARMIN

Making holiday cards with him

When you bring up the idea his face lights up instantly it’s the cutest thing omg

I can see him bringing his own supplies to help with getting started

Envelopes, letter paper, markers. Hell, he’ll show up with glitter markers (those things are god-tier istg-)

he gets super flustered and red when you compliment his card

SUCH A CREATIVE BOI

If you mess up on your card he’s totally gonna be there to cheer you up!!

“Hey don’t worry, you can just start on a new one :D”

He probably won’t ask but he lowkey wants the card you messed up on cuz he thinks it’s cute

Makes cards for everyone and then takes you with him to deliver them

Would be really shy at the post office cuz he’s never done this before

*cue you falling even more head over heels for him because he’s just so?? endearing?? it’s insane??*

Eventually, he gets the hang of it and ends up having a really fun time :D

Let him be the one to place the stamps on the envelopes, it’s ~therapeutic~ for him

Overall, he’s probably the best person if you wanna use this as a healing opportunity tbh, the entire day is just filled with the calmest atmosphere one could wish for, and the smiles never leave your faces, even after you’ve finished

CONNIE

Snowball fights w/ our resident baldy jKJKJK

Pls you wouldn’t even plan for it to happen

It just kinda,, did,,

Y’all we’re walking through the park, on your way back from lunch or something

But you decided to make a pit-stop at the park cuz you saw an ice cream truck (do y’all know how rare those are in winter?? I’d be running to get to it pls i have no self-control)

Anyways, other ppl had the same idea, so now y’all were standing in line waiting

As he was looking around, his eyes landed on some other kids throwing snowballs at each other, and ideas started forming in his head uh oh-

And there just so happened to be a pile of snow right next to his feet-

Y’all can probably guess what happened-

“Hey y/n” “yeah-?” *throws it right at your face*

And so the war begins

Two words: S N O W F O R T S. pls ppl would be concerned as they walked by and saw y’all just trying to fucking PUMMEL each other (sounds like fun tho i wanna do it now :( haven’t done it in years pls-)

But you have to stop it before one of you gets hypothermia considering how long y’all have been going at it

Anyways, he’ll buy you a hot chocolate to make up for making you frozen to the bone dw :)

SASHA

Popcorn and cranberry garland

Look away for one second and the popcorn is gone but you don’t really mind

Make sure to bring a second batch of the popcorn because the first one WILL be gone

(maybe even a third stashed away-)

She’s really excited about it tho!! But didn’t expect it to take so long omg

I imagine her to be really clumsy while making them, so pull a move straight out of a cheesy romance movie and help her out while holding her hands ;)

She probably won’t notice what’s going on for a good minute tho

Pls be patient she’s doing her best 😔🤚🏻

But once she does she has the cutest blush on her face pls (i just love her a lot can y’all tell-)

She’ll eventually get the hang of it and you both make really pretty garlands!!

She suggests hanging it up in the bathroom as a snack pls-

HANJI

Caroling with them omfg-

It’s gonna be chaotic

The neighbors hate y’all but its fine

Look man if ur like me and can’t handle people being loud all the time bring earplugs cuz it’s gonna get L O U D

But if you tell them that their screeching is giving you a headache they’ll absolutely tone it down!!

But don’t be surprised when they inevitably forget about that-

But if you're more energetic than I am then have at it ;)

Pls me and my lazy ass could never handle that-

Anyways when y’all reach the houses where they refuse to open the door?? Hanji’s breaking that shit down and hollering into their house at the top of their lungs

Ur literally gonna have to drag them away before someone calls the cops

Moblit pls get over here and collect them I’m begging u dude-

Don’t be surprised if y’all spend the night in jail that’s just how it’s gonna be oops

#these were supposed to go up earlier im so sorry folks-#but these were so fun to make #attack on titan x reader #aot x reader #aot headcanons #aot christmas hcs #attack on titan #levi ackerman x reader #eren jeager x reader #mikasa x reader #jean x reader #armin x reader #connie x reader #sasha x reader #hanji x reader

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musclesandhammering · 3 years

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I'm not fond of the pairing but from what I've seen General public actually loves Sylki very much. Even the trade reviews called the relationship "genius" which,,,ok. Someone did a poll on various platforms, yt, reddit, fb, twitter etc comparing which ship is better (Lokius or Sylki) and it was Sylki who won by large margin in the end. I suppose mostly they just don't care because it's sci fi and a pairing in a totally unrealistic show, and after Wandavision I guess weird ships are 'in' but yeah it makes you think. But the writers already said they won't give in to the fan pressure bc they have their own story to tell (which ok, valid, you do you) but idk. I guess we will get even more Sylki in second season. Tom already said Loki won't stop searching for her

Sometimes I think casual fans are the most irritating thing about being in a fandom :/

Just as a disclaimer (bc I don’t want people coming for me): I think lokius is really cute, and I love fics/art/headcanons about them, but I never thought they were canonically romantically interested in each other. I never thought lokius was gonna be canon, and I never wanted it to (because I didn’t want ANY romance in the series), so I don’t even include it in my argument against s*lki.

Ok so….. listen. This is gonna be a long ass post, so I’m putting it under a cut. Sorry, anon, but you’re the one that opened the Worm Can.

The viewing public, in general, tends to heavily skew towards heterosexual-presenting ships. Partially because a portion of the general audiences are homophobic, and partially because a lot of non-tumblr fans are so sick of hearing tumblr stans go on and on and on about how they were queerbaited by certain gay ships not becoming canon, when in reality, said ships are trash.

Listen. I sympathise with that. I get that. I know I’m beating a hornet’s nest with this, but…. D*stiel? J*hnlock? St*cky? None of those were written in any way to invoke queer undertones, they were always supposed to be platonic, and tbfh even as platonic relationships the first two are literally toxic and abusive as hell, anyway.

So I definitely understand how a casual straight fan on Twitter or Instagram would see some of those same crazy “we were queerbaited” tumblr stans ranting about lokius not becoming canon and how much s*lki sucks and……. it makes sense that they’d be like “These people are just pissed that their gay ship isn’t canon, that’s why they hate s*lki.”

But here’s the thing. I don’t think those people realise how callous it is to say something like that when the only reason queer kids are so quick to ship any two male characters who express a modicum of affection for one another, is that they’re so fucking starved for representation in the first place, they’re willing to see queer romance in any same-sex interaction. They’re just that desperate. That’s where the whole crazy gay stan thing comes from. And yeah, it’s annoying that these people put their whole chest into defending gay ships that are total trash, but you have to realise why they do it.

So, what I’m saying is, for s*lki shippers- who are already winning, because their straight ship had the privilege of easily becoming canon despite all its flaws- to look at queer people who are frustrated to the point of tears that they were once again conned out of any form of queer rep (for the mcu’s first canon queer character, for gods sake) after actually genuinely being queerbaited this time (with his bisexuality/genderfluidity)….. and to essentially gloat that their straight ship became canon and taunt queer people by saying “oh you’re just desperate for two men to kiss”………… idk, man. It just seems real cold to me. Reeks of straight privilege and heteronormativity.

Ok, so with that being said.. let me respond to your actual ask lol.

I’m not surprised at all that s*lki won the popularity polls. I think a large reason for that is the fact that it was pitted against lokius, which sorta rubs a lot of casual viewers the wrong way for reasons listed above. I’m also not surprised that casual viewers liked it outside of its opposition to lokius- because, um, casual viewers aren’t very smart.

They tend to analyse exactly nothing, they don’t look any deeper than the surface, and if the writers of a show stick a hot man and woman together under a blanket, they eat it up. Because the narrative tells them it’s sweet. Just like the narrative tells them Loki is a greasy asshole who had no character development up until this point, and they eat that up too. Just like the narrative tells them that sylvie’s the best thing since sliced bread, and they eat that up too. Just like the narrative tells them it’s completely in character for Loki to try to subjugate a group of 3 random Mongolians in the middle of the dessert for absolutely no reason other than his “narcissism”, and they eat that up too. Just like the narrative tells them that one throwaway line about liking “a bit of both” is somehow this groundbreaking example of lgbt representation, and they eat that up too……… See the pattern here?

And as far as being concerned about the pseudo-incest angle, I don’t even think casual fans even dug that deep. They literally just saw two main characters- a pretty white woman and a hot white man- doing cool fight scenes together and giving each other goo goo eyes, and they were automatically sold.

And the writers saying “we won’t give in to fan pressure, we have our own story to tell” is honestly complete bullshit. What the hell is the POINT of working for a corporate film company and telling a story on screen if not to please the fans??? They do what they do to get people to watch their shows to get lots of money. That’s literally what they’re there for. Mike Waldron must have a pretty damn inflated sense of self importance if he thinks his own “artistic vision” or what the hell ever is the priority here lmao.

And I wanna be mad about Season 2, I really do. But at this point Season 1 ruined the character so much for me that I legitimately don’t even care what direction they take him in.

#this is probably all over the place and semi-incomprehensible but oh well #sometimes ya just gotta rant #topic: queerbaiting in cinema #loki deserved better #antisylki #anti mike waldron #anti sylvie #@marvel I hate you #anti casual fans #frosty bby #queerbaiting #anti loki series #loki series critical #loki series negativity #ask #anon #language tw

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babbushka · 3 years

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I’m so excited to be able to request this finally 😍 So I’m a simp for Detective Zimmerman (as we all are Lol) I’m dying for a soft NSFW post 🤩 Foreheads touching, holding hand during the act, sweet affirmation, etc. I know you’ve got a lot of work happening for you at the moment but if you ever got around do doing something like that I’d die a happy girl 😍😵 P.s I love you and your work ✨❤️

Anonymous said: Hello Mrs.Zimmerman 🌷A very happy new year to you! (Hopefully this year is kinder to us all) May I request for Flip : new beginnings, midnight & dreams with some domestic soft fluff as you do best with our one and only favorite lumberjack.

Anonymous said: Hey Mrs Z! I hope 2021's treating you alright so far. So I know a lot of the time Flip is written as Very Dom™, but I just really wanna dom the shit out of the guy, idk what it is about him. Could you possibly do some sub!flip goodness?

(1.1k, cw: discussions of children/wanting a baby; fluff & NSFW [very snuggly sex])

Flip wasn’t sure what kind of bullshit it was that he was paying for a suite and he wasn’t even allowed to smoke in it, but he sure as shit wants to complain to someone about it as he wraps the plush robe around himself out on the balcony. The ski lodge way up in the Colorado mountains was booked solid for New Year’s, and he figures he should be glad he was able to get a suite at all, grateful he could surprise you with a little getaway to ring in the big 1-9-7-5.

And he is grateful, he just really fuckin’ hates that he can’t smoke inside or else he’ll get fined for it, so onto the balcony at midnight in the freezing fuckin’ cold he is. He finishes his cigarette quickly, the drags burning his lungs in that comforting way that he needs right now, quieting the jitters in his veins. When he’s done, he stubs the butt out in the ashtray, and lets out a little huff of laughter when he goes back inside and sees the state that you’re in.

“Well don’t you look cozy.” Flip teases, letting his chilled robe fall to the floor, trying to work out how you’ve managed to cocoon yourself in all these sheets and blankets.

“I warmed your side up real nice for you.” A hand emerges from the depths of the blankets, and you reach for him with grabby hands, wanting him close. “C’mere, come kiss me.”

“I like when you’re bossy.” Flip’s pulse pounds in his throat, he wants to be close to you too.

“I know, that works out pretty well then that I’m the boss, doesn’t it.” You’re cheeky, so cheeky, and he licks across his teeth with a dark glimmer of lust and love in his eye, and agrees;

“Yeah, it does.”

He manages to find a way into the blankets, and at once, he’s yielding to you.

His lips find yours, mouths moving against one another with eyes closed there in the dark and quiet of your suite, hands exploring and caressing one another’s bodies. You whine in the back of your throat, and Flip rolls himself on top of you, knowing what you want after what feels like a lifetime of fucking you and learning everything about those noises that you make.

He knows what you want, what you like, and his cock throbs with the thought of giving it to you. All he ever wants to do, really, is give it to you.

“Slow, I wanna feel you.” You whisper against his mouth when he kisses you, and something in his brain trips up, goes into overdrive, wants to please.

“Yes, anything,” He groans, his cock already filling out and nudging against your pussy, already pushing his way in, “Anything honey-bunny.”

Flip yanks some of the covers up over your heads, encapsulating you both in a bubble of your own. There’s a time and place for when he chokes you out and calls you a dirty whore – for this moment he can only think of how gorgeous you are as your mouth falls open, as your hand winds in his hair and pushes his head closer to yours, as your bodies move in time together under the covers.

“Fuck that’s good Flip – oh!” You laugh, and that’s one of Flip’s favorite sounds, when you laugh during sex, when he surprises you with how good he makes you feel, even though you’ve been doing this for years and years, “Yeah, right there, oh good boy.”

The praise goes straight to his cock, and he can’t help but be overwhelmed with love for you, as his hips grind against yours, as your heart beats in your cunt.

“IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou,” He just has to tell you, he has to start the year off by letting you know, as if you could ever forget – he doesn’t want you to forget.

“I’m – I’m gonna come, touch me,” You’re too sleepy to keep it up for much longer, and Flip knows that, it’s late after all, you were really only staying up because you don’t like to be asleep when Flip’s awake, gasping against his mouth, “You and your big fuckin’ hands.”

Flip’s hand drops to your clit immediately, and you both come together with a big of a weak groan of pleasure, a little laugh of bliss bubbling up from between your lips.

Keeping your bodies linked together, he rolls you onto your sides under the covers. He’s so pressed up against you that he could cry, your heads sharing one pillow, foreheads pressed together, noses rubbing.

“How’d a guy like me ever get a girl like you, hm?” Flip whispers, vulnerable in a way that he isn’t very often.

Your hand reaches out to cup and caress his cheek, and he turns to kiss your palm.

“Don’t go sayin’ that, I’m the lucky one.” You beam, a little sweaty and very sleepy. “I get to wake up to this handsome man every day? Jackpot.”

“Tell me one of your resolutions.” Blushing, Flip continues to kiss your palm, kisses the tips of your fingers, “Tell me what you want.”

“I want another baby.” You surprise him by saying, making his eyebrows shoot up.

The idea of having more kids had always been in the back of his mind, but he wasn’t sure that you’d ever agree to it. You’ve got two together, a happy toddler and an itty bitty baby back at home, being babysat by Flip’s Ma.

“Another one?” Flip keeps blushing, feeling like this is all one big dream he’s having. “Are you sure your hands aren’t full with the snuggle bugs we got already?”

“I’m more than sure, I think they need a little brother or sister.” You bite at your lip, eyes big and hopeful.

“I have been wanting to trade the family car in for something bigger…” Flip playfully teases, and you throw your arms around his shoulders and hug him tight.

“Really?” Beaming at him, your cheeks hurt from smiling so much.

“Really really ketsl.” Flip kisses you, sighing against your lips, “I love you so fuckin’ much.”

You gaze lovingly into one another’s eyes, snuggling together under the covers. Flip almost feels like he needs another cigarette, but your gaze grows a little more heated all of a sudden, and you make him laugh with how forward and blunt and bossy bossy bossy you are when you demand;

“I love you so much – but I’m awake now, so you better get to knockin’ me up, because I’m not leaving this resort until you do.”

#flip zimmerman #flip zimmerman/reader #flip zimmerman x reader #flip zimmerman x you #flip zimmerman/you #flip zimmerman fluff #flip zimmerman smut #flip zimmerman imagine #blackkklansman

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eberles · 4 years

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They Don’t Know About Us

Drew Starkey

Request: omg i had an idea! could you write something with the song they dont know about us with drew starkey pls🥺👉🏼👈🏼✨🥺

A/N: idk if you wanted something angsty lol but this is pure fluff lol i hope you like it!! ☺️

Warnings: none that i can think of

people say we shouldn’t be together,

too young to know about forever

“Babe, there’s more comments on my new instagram post.” you said walking to go sit on the couch next to Drew.

“What are they saying this time?” he asks with an amused voice.

“That we are far too young to want to be together forever.” you responded in a silly voice, because you found it funny that people thought they understood your relationship.

“Oh my god, that’s news to me! How will we ever get passed this?” Drew said in a mocking voice as you both laughed and he picked up hands and brought them to your waist tickling you slightly.

You and Drew have been together for a few years and it’s been great. Once you made your relationship open to the public eye, you both started getting lots of weird comments like that. Neither of you ever let them get to you, because the comments could dictate how you feel about your relationship and each other.

they don’t know about the things we do

they don’t know about the i love you’s

“Oh my god! You got the part? That’s amazing, babe!” you said excited while your eyes lit up.

“Yea, but filming is in Charleston, so i’m gonna have to leave in a few weeks.” Drew said with a disappointed frown forming on his face. He didn’t want to leave, because he didn’t want to leave you.

“But it won’t be that long, and we can text and FaceTime, and i’m sure I can even make a few trips out to see you, baby.” you replied trying to keep the energy positive as you lifted your hands to place them on the sides of his cheeks.

“I love you, so so much.” Drew whispered and wrapped his arms around your waist to hold him close to you. You moved your hands from his face and put them around his neck as you stood up on your tippy toes and gave him a sweet kiss.

“And I love you.”

they don’t know about the up all night’s

they don’t know i’ve waited all my life

“Do you wanna watch the last movie?” you said getting up to replace the disk in your dvd player. You and Drew were currently have a Twilight Saga movie marathon and you only had one movie left.

“It’s after 2 am baby, do you wanna stay up and watch it?” Drew said softly, in the dark room only lit up by the tv.

“I feel like we should so we don’t have to carry this into tomorrow.” you were tired, but truly staying up all night with Drew were always some of your favorite date nights. Not only was he soft and cuddly at night, but he also got funnier the more tired he got which meant it was the best of both worlds for you.

“Sounds like a good plan, love.” Drew said walking up behind you wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on the top of your head. You put in the last dvd and you both made your way back over to the couch and got under a mountain of blankets together.

they don’t know how special you are

they don’t know what you’ve done to my heart

“Drew, are you home?” you called out walking through your front door.

“Yea, babe, i’m in here!” he called back in response. You made your way through the apartment and found him sitting up against the headboard fo your bed.

“What is that?” Drew asked amused. You widened your eyes in response and looked down at the small puppy in your hands.

“A puppy? I named him Lucky, isn’t he cute, baby?” you said giving Drew your best pouty face so he wouldn’t make you bring the puppy back to the shelter.

“He is cute, bub, but where did he come from?” Drew asked while getting up to take the puppy out of your hands so he could pet it.

“The shelter downtown! They were gonna euthanize him! I had to do something!” Drew knew that even just the thought of anything bad happening to an animal would bring you to tears never mind if you could stop it from happening but chose not to.

“Hmm, it’s a good thing I love you.” Drew asked while he played with the small puppy in his hands. You just rolled your eyes playfully and shoved his shoulder a bit because you knew no matter what story you gave him he still would’ve let you keep the puppy anyways.

they don’t know what we do best,

it’s between me and you, our little secret

“Hey babe?” you called out as you went into Drew’s office where he was looking over lines. You were in fact wearing nothing but a towel.

“Yes, baby?” Drew said back without looking up from his script so you took that as your cue to throw your towel at him.

“What the-” Drew started to say until he looked up and saw that you were naked in front of him, just standing there twirling your hair around your finger looking confident as all hell, which he loved.

“I told you I was bored.” you said while giggling.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, I swear.” Drew breathed out with a big smile on his face as he ran up to you and threw you over his shoulder bringing you into your shared bedroom.

one touch and I was a believer

every kiss, it gets a little sweeter

You and Drew were out with all of your friends sitting at a table at a bar one night. Everyone wanted to catch up so you all met up here to have some drinks and talk. As the night grew later everyone was starting to feel a bit buzzed.

“What are you looking at?” you whispered to Drew, since you had noticed him staring at you for quite some time now out of the corner of your eye.

“I wanna kiss you.” Drew whispered back happily and grabbed your hand intertwining your fingers together.

“So kiss me then.” you said back quietly, not wanted to disturb the other people at your table. Drew didn’t waste any time in bringing your faces closer together and connecting your lips giving you one of the most passionate kisses you’ve ever had. One that only made your crave more once he pulled away.

“Wow.”

#outer banks #obx #drew starkey #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey imagine #rafe cameron #rafe cameron imagine

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xnchxntmxnt · 3 years

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OMG HAPPY 2OO LUV!! ILYSM, AND YOU DEFINITELY DESERVE MORE!! AS EXPECTED I'M HERE FOR THE MATCHUP EVENT AND I'M SO SORRY FOR BEING LATE KSDJFHSDF

1 | name : amie 2 | pronouns : s/her 3 | preferred gender : doesn't really matter 4 | self-description :

— it's ya clown sho <3 anyway, i'm an ambivert but more inclined towards the introvert side. my MBTI is INFJ and i'm a Gemini. i'd describe myself as someone who's very observant? yea, i guess. i'm awkward and you know it. My favorite color is blue, specifically sapphire, but i love all pastel colors. My fav show is Chicago Medical and all the psychological and crime thrillers out there are my favorite ( silent patient is my #1 though ) I love painting, playing piano and basketball!

— what i look in a partner you ask, uh, someone who can tolerate my silence. there are times when i go quiet for a whole day, i'll barely speak, no interaction nothing. i want someone who'd not exactly 'deal with it' but 'understand it.' also, i want someone who i can talk to without any hesitation. i have a hard time opening up so i don't do it but when i do, i spill almost everything. i might cry, might have anxiety attack, i might even shout. i know it's not very healthy but i want someone who can help me with those. plus someone who i can read with please <3 cheating and not having any respect for personal space would be the major deal breaker for me

5 | gen. aesthetic : my fashion sense starts from sweats and ends in sweats. i'm a big fan of those oversized hoodies and shirts, like something really comfy. however, i do have a collection of formal wears like blazers and dress.

6 | color/s to describe myself : red, actually. if not read then blue. it switchers but red 90% of the times.

7 | fav song/s : literally everything by Chase Atlantic and The Neighborhood. However, my absolute favorites are some of the famous classical pieces like Experience by Ludovico Einaudi and Chopin's Ballade No. 1 Op 23.

8 | fav genre of music : classical music ( Beethoven, Einaudi and Chopin own my heart )

Lol this is very lengthy I'm sorry, btw congrats again!

I looked into MBTI, I looked into zodiacs, I went off of what you said

Here he is, the man, Seijoh’s do-it-all guy

HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO ur new boyfriend

There is not enough content for him, anyway

How You Met

Bear with me here

Think about this

Artist!hanamaki

You love painting? Art club.

Idk if youre actually in any art club but shhh

Anyway, it was probably some sort of community thing full of tons of different age artists (bc you’d have basketball or something after school and he had volleyball)

So like once a week on thursday afternoons everyone gets together and does all sorts of artsy stuff

Everyone listens to lo fi music (or you can bring headphones) and chit chat and just paint for a couple hours

Its in the back section of a library (bc the library near me does stuff like this its awesome) so if you want you can go read a book while you wait for things to dry

One day the person that ran it suggested you talked to the new guy

He was about your age, it was his first day, they didn't know what all he was good at, and tbh they thought you two would look cute together

Just the vibes yk

So you set up your canvas and stuff next to him and introduced yourself

And you guys just vibe to the playlist

He’s REALLY good

Compliments you a lot too

Which is fun because he’s cute so it makes you a little flustered

You find out you guys go to the same school and he’s on the VB team

And says he has a (practice) game that weekend and asks you to come if you can

Which you do

And they win! So its fun!

Matsukawa basically asks you out for him though

He’s heard all about you already

“You don't get it issei! She’s so pretty!! God, she touched my hand and I thought I was gonna die!!!!!” “the enthusiasm is new for you” “shut up asshole” (conversation from the night before)

So he walks up to you after the game and is like “Hey so,,, we’re going out to get some lunch, you wanna come?”

Makki thinks HES flirting with you and is pissed off about it

Until you all sit down for lunch and oh, the only open spot for him is next to you (since when is matsukawa willing to sit between iwaizumi and oikawa??)

He asked you out after art club that week (Mattsun threatened not to give him any more monster for the rest of the month if he didn't get the guts to do it)

General Headcanons

You date hanamaki, you're also dating matsukawa

There’s no separating them (good thing ur MBTIs work together too, especially for strong friendships)

This was literally my first thought

Good luck with both these trolls

More on that later

Of course he’s going to be worried if you go radio silent for a while, but he'll understand

There are some days he’s not gonna wanna talk either

He’s really supportive on your bad days of course

Expect a random text in the middle of the evening from him

“Hiya sweetheart, just wanted to remind you that you’re beautiful, I love you, and I hope your day is going well.”

When he’s having a bad day, the same thing is all he needs from you to keep moving

He’s a really honest person. If you want to talk to him, be prepared not to get any sugar coating. If you tell him to shut up because you don’t want advice, he will. But if you expect advice from him, expect brutally honest advice. Subtlety is not his strong suit, so when it comes to advice, he’s going to tell it like it is. He's just trying to help, yknow?

However, he’s pretty good with people, so will know how to comfort you when something is bothering you. Tea and cuddles? Gotcha. Dancing at 11pm because neither of you want to sleep yet? On it. You want him to hold you? Perfect.

He’s not like...the most touchy person? There are some things he’s really indifferent on, and other things he’s stubborn as hell with. Whatever you wanna do, though

His weakness though

⚠️this part is slightly little bit suggestive⚠️

He will randomly walk up to you and pull you against him, give you a really deep kiss, smirk and walk away like nothing happened

Like hands in hair probably almost making out and then just

Walk away

Because that’s how he kisses and it’s breathtaking every time

It’s either little temple kisses or forehead or cheek pecks or something

Or that

And probably leaves you flustered and it’s funny (to him) (and to me if I was there with you) (bc that would be funny)

Hmm I’m thinking

I’m thinking hair dye dates

He needs help doing his hair from time to time Y’know (he doesn’t he just likes spending time with you) and he wants to make it pink again

So he teaches you how to do his hair and even offers to dye yours one day

Either just a strand or the ends or everything, up to you

Imagine having twinning hair dye with makki isn’t that cute

I think it’s cute

I said ur platonically dating mattsun right

Yes you are now

He absolutely adores you and loves how much makki loves you

Probably would have asked you out if makki didn’t but he was really pushing for makki to because he was just all over you in the beginning

He wasn’t overly attached to you romantically so being friends? Perfect. Sounds great

You two get along wonderfully though like you act like siblings once you warm up to each other

Again, very brutally honest person, but a little more awkward so doesn’t know what he’s saying might come off as he’s acting like a dick

He doesn’t try to though and he does really care about you

Flat out told makki if he breaks up with you and breaks your heart he’s gonna kick his ass (makki doesn’t know he had the same (less aggressive) conversation with you)

Tbh all of the VBC at seijoh loves you

Oikawa loves talking to you he thinks you’re great for makki

Gets you in on he and makki and mattsun’s antics

Iwa thinks you’re good too he just doesn’t know you as well

I think that kunimi would like you (he was almost a runner up--)

Kindaichi too

The first years just think you’re cool even if they won’t say it out loud

Seijoh VBC loves you

You got mattsun’s approval

And hanamaki loves you with literally everything in his life

You’re pretty set with your strawberry baby huh

Date Night!

SLEEPOVERS

I was waiting for some matchup to come along that gave me sleepover vibes

In a perfect world where you could do sleepovers with your bf because most parents would,,,not let that happen

Imagine…

He shows up at like 7:00 after practice, pizza in hand because he picked up dinner

You two eat, chat about your day, he probably scarfs down half the pie bc it’s after practice ofc he’s hungry

So when you guys are done eating you head up to your room

And make pillow fort

It’s mandatory

Different design every time, but there’s a pillow fort nonetheless

And then when there’s just enough room for the both of you to climb in

You get a blanket and a couple pillows and one of your phones or laptops or whatever and watch a movie and cuddle

When the movie is over you guys break out the face masks

You ever wonder why he has such great skin? It’s thanks to you (or if you don’t have masks, he picks them up on the way home from practice)

But anyway you guys talk shit about people for a while and sit with the masks on (it’s usually him talking about how Oikawa is a bitch as much as he loves him) (or about whatever he and Mattsun were talking about lately)

You both get chances to vent while the masks sit on your face and you just vibe with music (usually that you pick) (he listens to like,,,meme songs and like CORPSE yk)

After masks you guys make/get some snacks and munch on those during another movie but this time you’re in comfy jammies and more relaxed Y’know

Less paying attention to the movie you’ve seen a million times and just vibing in each other’s presence and it’s just really sweet

Fall asleep on his chest

Let him fall asleep on yours

Either way, you’ve got him whipped for you he loves you

Not that he doesn’t already but that’s his favorite thing ever so please just let him do that

Always makes sure to tell you he loves you before you sleep too

If you fall asleep first he takes embarrassing pictures of you with your hair being a mess & you best bet he sends them to mattsun because “she’s so cute omfg” “dude” “dude what” “you’re so fuckin stupid” “?” “Whatever—good luck being whipped just tell me when you need to get a ring, k” “you’re such a jackass” “yeah yeah Gnight”

Zodiac/MBTI

Okay so I’m not doing a big long paragraph for all this BUT from what I understand, Gemini/Aquarius are really compatible, and ENTP and INFJ are known as “perfect matches” sO (I had a really hard time deciding between Atsumu and Makki because they're both ENTP)

Psst Gemini + Leo is compatible and so is INTP + INFJ,,,, so, again, asking you to marry me sho 💍💍

Aesthetic/Vibes

Playlist

Prelude and Fugue No. 1 in C major, BWV 846

Linus and Lucy by Vince Guaraldi Trio (meme song)

Sky Full Of Stars by The Piano Guys

Someone To You by The Piano Guys

Shut Up And Dance - Simply Three

Runners Up

Miya Atsumu, Tsukishima Kei

#sho — 💍#//ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜᴜᴘꜱ

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latent-thoughts · 4 years

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Today is Fanfic Writers' Appreciation Day, and so, I wanna spread some love.

@mastreworld One of the very first Loki fics I had read were yours. It was full of my kinda kinks and smut, but more importantly, it was full of rich story telling. It didn't just open a new creative world for me, it also opened the gates for one of the closest friendships I've ever had. You and your fics have a special place in my heart. I love our discussions (Loki knows some of them have led to the writing of more Loki fics). It's a magical thing, and I hope you keep writing more delicious Loki fics.

@caffiend-queen Boy, you write such details in your fics, my mind is blown away. Especially the stuff about clothes, shoes, classy booze, anything really...you have got such in-depth knowledge of this stuff! I don't even think about such details when I write, which is a personal failing of mine, lol. It's so damn impressive that you mix these details in, and it really brings the story to life. Great smut aside, you write some of the most nail biting climaxes (ha!) too, which is not an easy thing to do.

@nildespirandum You are a words' witch. You weave words like pearls in an intricate jewelry piece. I'm awed by your worldbuilding, and even slightly envious, if I may say so. You write grey characters so well, I feel truly conflicted when they do something super bad, lol. I hope your Loki and Nora series never reaches an end. It even gave me inspiration for writing a series in future.

@realityhelixwrites You write one of the cutest, fluffiest Loki's, and still keep him authentic and in character. Not a small feat. Your story, Lasabrjotr, has a really fleshed out reader character. I luff her. Though she be but little she is fierce! Keep on writing, you write one of the best slow burn Loki fics.

@illegalcerebral I truly appreciate your Loki fics, especially the series with the GOTG gang. It's something I badly wanted to see, and your fic filled that void in my soul. Your writing has an almost fairytale-sqe feel to it. I enjoy it thoroughly! MY BODY IS READY FOR THE NEXT PART OF THE LONELIEST PEOPLE IN THE GALAXY.

@maiden-of-asgard Don't think that I can say more than what's already been said. Your writing is to die for. The details in your fics, especially the worldbuilding and language and culture creation... CHEF'S KISS! And to top that, you blend Loki's mischief and stoicism so well. I hope to see more of your creative ventures, be it fic or original publishing.

@ohhhmyloki Your writing has a unique tone and style. Very few stories make me FEEL so much, and yours surely do. I feel as though I'm in the character's skin. I swear reading Fever was a religious experience, in more ways than one. It brought you in my life, and with you came the understanding about certain spiritual experiences I had been receiving. It has been a great experience, and I'm glad to have you as one of my closest frens.

@emeraldrosequartz GUUURL... whatever I write here, its the tip of the iceberg that's our relationship 😂🥰. A year ago, at this time, @dangertoozmanykids101 (I think) recced your fic (In One Moment) here on Tumblr. I hopped on the wagon and started reading. And then commenting on it. It was dark, it was delicious, it even scary. I found you on Tumblr... And idk what happened then... a spell was cast, perhaps? But that marked the beginning of a writing frenzy unlike any I've ever experienced before. We wrote together like crazies, and we got to know each other through it. It was so intense, it was like a fever. I hope we can keep on creating more stories (we sure are). I'm blessed to have you in my life, babe. ❤️

@talklokitome I got to know you through Loki's Library, and I thank the universe that I stuck with the server, because I cherish our deep friendship. Through it I got to read your fics, which was like uncovering a gem. Watching you write with @emeraldrosequartz was especially fun. Hope you do it again soon.

@lokilover9 Yours was also one of the first fics I read in the fandom, especially on Tumblr. If there's a potential for humor in any situation, and if Loki is involved, you know how to make it even funnier. I've had a blast writing with you, and also, experiencing the growth of our friendship. I hope that you can get back to writing again. It's the perfect outlet for your naughty and dirty creative thoughts. 😂

@amaru163 I know that I've been lacking in reading your stories (or reading much at all, lately 😭), but those snippets you've shared have been a delight to read. Please keep sharing more.

@shiningloki Boy, you've been a revelation. I hope I can dedicate more time to reading your deliciously smutty fics. They have all the kinks I wish for. One night imma set my obligations aside to simply gorge on Get On Your Knees... 😏

@grufflepuff-writes-stuff Your dedication to writing is something else. I'm amazed at the fact that you've written almost 150 Loki's Lullabies. You go girl! Your writing feels like a warm blanket on a cold and stormy night, with a fire crackling nearby. It's a hot chocolate that feels like warm silk on the throat. The fact that you can, through your writing, give us readers comfort during this tough time is something truly amazing. Keep it up. 💜

@pedeka & @icybluepenguin I love the way you weave your storyline within different MCU storylines to create a completely new thing. I love that you included mythological elements to it as well, especially Huginn and Muninn. I cannot wait to catch up on it. It's one of the best RP evolved stories I've read.

@wolfpawn You write such inspiring and strong female characters, it's a gift to the Loki fandom. You write rich, long stories filled with real world issues and problems, something that is hard to do when writing fantasy. Idk how you do it, but you're a like a supremely skilled craftsmen with it. Not to mention, your amazing work with @imagine-loki . You work hard on that blog, and I'd say you are one of the great pillars of this fandom.

@dangertoozmanykids101 @toozmanykids Guurl, your are a turbo charged fic reccer and reader. Your comments on my fics have probably added years of good life to my lifetime. I swear I want to get them all framed. Besides being an awesome contributer to the fandom, you're a great creative mind yourself. The things you've written, especially in our 'Loki on Sakaar' challenge, are absolutely out of this world. I could never, lol. I hope to see more of your writing come to life, babe. And I hope our friendship keeps growing too. You're an awesome person.

@foruneyti Your story is one of the loveliest I've ever read in the fandom. I rec it to anyone and everyone who asks me for fic recs. I hope you write more such engaging tales.

@sserpente The sheer volume of your fics is amazing. You write with great heart and dedication to the craft. You take on prompts and requests (something I've had issues with) and weave lovely fics around them. Your productivity is enviable. I hope you keep on writing and succeed as an author.

@imnotrevealingmyname My little writing fren. I've come to know you and your fics very recently, but it's been a very pleasant discovery. What more, getting to know yet another Indian in the fandom was delightful! You write one of the naughtiest, smuttiest fics I've read, and I love your thought process. 😂😏

@nekoamamori I love the sheer joy your fics bring into the fandom. I especially love your Peter and Loki friendship fic (Of Numbers And Strange Friendships). It's something that I dearly wanted to see on screen, but it didn't happen. Your fic fixes that beautifully.

@nuggsmum You are a lovely storyteller, one of the funniest people I've met on Tumblr, and not yo mention, super strong and resilient. I hope that you can find the time to write again, after you've dealt with the things that need your attention now. You're a bright star in a dark sky. ❤️

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jisvnq · 4 years

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title | missing you

genre | fluff, humor, a teensy-weensy itsy-bitsy dash of angst, idol!au

warnings | none

word count | 1.2k

requested | nope~

description | where jisung misses you too much, he can't fall asleep.

z.txt | idk, i just woke up in the middle of the night for literally no reason(?) and i suddenly had the inspiration to write this up lol

"Hello, Ji? What—"

"Y/nnie..." Jisung said with a yawn as soon as you picked up. His voice was heavily laced with exhaustion as he sighed. "I miss you..."

"Ji," he heard you sigh. "Isn't it nearly four there? What are you doing up?"

"I can't- can't fall asleep," he mumbled, words slurring together. "When are you coming back?"

"I'll be back home soon, Ji," your soft voice reassured him. "This tour won't last forever, so don't worry. Just a few more months to go and we'll see each other again before the new year, my love."

Even in Jisung's sleepy state, his heart fluttered at your words, somehow feeling calm and at ease just by hearing your voice.

"But that's like... five... four... three months more?" he whined, tossing around in his bed, reaching out for the special hoodie of his that you sprayed in your perfume before you left and bringing it close to his chest.

"It's two months, my love." He groaned, hearng you chuckle. "I'll be back before you know it. Don't you worry."

"But I miss you," he drawled on dramatically. "Two months is still... too long. I want to hug you now."

"Patience, Jisung," you told him patiently when you hear him whine again. "And soon as I'm home, you can hug me all you want, deal?"

"Fine," Jisung said with a pout, closing his eyes when he yawned again, breathing in the scent of you from his hoodie as he hugged it tightly. "You better keep your word on that. I'm beginning to think I've been hugging this stupid hoodie more than I've ever hugged you... and now I wanna hug you even more. Ugh. I hate this hoodie. I want you."

"Jisung, you're getting extremely... needy," you said amusedly, hearing his huff of annoyance. "That means you're extra sleepy and you need extra naps. Please tell me you have the day off today."

"I have a schedule for four... six in the afternoon...?" he trailed off, not really knowing. "Something like that, I don't know. All I know is that I miss hugging you and kissing you and just... you. I think I might cry if I don't wake up next to you tomorrow, Y/nnie."

You chuckled. "Park Jisung, get yourself together, you silly baby—!"

"Hey, I'm not a baby!" He complained. "You're the baby! I— wait, if I say I'm a baby, will you come back home to take care of me, Y/nnie?"

He heard your bright laugh on the other end and felt himself smile widely, his heartbeat speeding up a bit knowing it was him who made you laugh like that. He felt somewhat accomplished, because even in this quite odd, sleepy state of his, he still managed to make you laugh your beautiful laugh. If he could get sounds tattooed, he'd get this one right on his forehead for everyone to see— or hear.

"Ji," you said, still chuckling a bit. "You're adorable, but I'm afraid that even if you did admit you're the cutest, most precious baby in the world, I still wouldn't be able to just randomly get a flight back to Korea. The world doesn't work that way, my love."

"We'll make our own world then," he said sleepily, brain beginning to slow down when he hears you subconsciously humming to whatever music played in the background of wherever you were. "A world where we have chicken wings and can fly faster than the Flash so we can see each other whenever we want to."

You couldn't help but laugh a bit louder, muttering out a little "sorry" as you attracted quite a lot of attention to yourself. "Chicken wings... flying faster than Flash? I think you're beyond sleepy, my love."

Jisung hummed, a goofy smile spreading across his face as he imagined you giggling like mad in the middle of the makeup room. "You think? I thought it was quite clear I've been lacking in sleep since the beginning of the week, Y/nnie."

"Park Jisung, go to sleep then, silly!" You said with a shake of your head. "Need me to sing for you?"

"Yes please," Jisung said as soon as you finished your sentence, tugging the blanket up to his chin as if it was you who tucked him in, and he placed the hoodie right under his nose as if it was you he was hugging instead. He yawned. "I miss- I miss your singing too..."

"What song do you want me to sing for you, my love?" you asked him softly.

"Sing anything, any song you want to sing," Jisung said drowsily. "I don't care if you sing Mad City, Puzzle Piece, or your new song. I just want to hear you singing, I just miss hearing you- you singing."

"Alright, my love."

And with a chuckle, you sang. Your voice soft and gentle as you sang to him a familiar melody, a soothing warmth washing over his body — almost like what one of your nice and toasty hugs would give him. He was slightly thankful you didn't actually choose to sing Mad City for him to sleep to, instead a calm tune of yours he knew you wrote the lyrics to. Making it all the warmer for his heart.

His yawns became more frequent, breaths slowly beginning to even out as he began to drift off into his dreams. His dreams that consisted of you and him, in some magical wonderland, together.

You slowed to a stop when you heard his snores reach your end of the phone and you smiled to yourself. It wasn't everyday Jisung was as clingy as this, so you treasured the rare moments where he so endearingly let you take care of him when it was usually him who babied you. It wasn't everyday you got to see him in person, nor give him all the attention he definitely deserved from you either.

It made your heart ache knowing you couldn't kiss his forehead goodnight whenever he wanted you to nor hug him when he needed you to. You both knew it was inevitable when you became idols together, when you began dating. Trying your absolute hardest to keep your special relationship on the low meant constantly conflicting schedules, resulting in days, weeks, or even months of not being able to see each other at all.

But you knew he loved you, he knew you loved him, and that was enough to keep both of you going.

"Y/n," your group leader called gently, raising your chin and wiping away the tear that unknowingly fell down your cheek. Your leader gave you a sad smile. "Miss him?"

"Yeah," you sighed, sniffling a bit and standing up, your leader giving you a supportive hug as the rest of your members soon came in for a group hug as well. You looked up at them and gave them a genuinely thankful smile. "Do we need to go now?"

Your question, however, was answered by a staff member calling you up one by one for rehearsal. You looked back to your phone, putting it up to your ear to listen to Jisung's peaceful snores one last time before you had to leave your phone with a staff member who impatiently held her hand out for it.

"I love you."— and you ended the call.

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letsperaltiago · 4 years

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ok time to break my silence caused by the fact that i spent all day making this lol too many feels

so.. palm springs thoughts !! and there are manyyyy so buckle up and feeel free to hit me up with either matching or contradicting thoughts or whateveer!! i would LOVE to nerd out about this movie with someone:’)

here comes thoughts and pictures!!

we basically start off with a mr. samberg sex-scene okAYYYYY the mood is set. we love the view

nyles aka. mr. samberg is the most gorgeous man alive and it was a true pleasure to admire him for 90 minutes straight

CURLS!!????! THEY ARE UNREAL. i shall dedicate an entire post to them

Cristin Milioti is perfect for her role. her acting? *chef’s kiss* I love that she’s not the stereotypical female rom-com lead.

Her chemistry with Andy? Gosh.. Can’t believe Nyles x Sarah is my new main movie-ship!! They play off of each other SO. WELL. Their characters are equally stone cold and bitter, but then again not really, and they both portray it so well!!

“You don’t ned a leg up.” *moans* “Hold my leg up!” i SCREAMED

“Don’t you kiss me.” “Don’t you tell me what to do.” hoW DARE THEY!

Ok ur basically on love already stop it

The fact that they were just gonna fuck on a blanket on top OF ROCKS?!

but then again in this movie’s already insane universe it’s prob pretty normal:)

The overall dark, existential humor?? This is what I live and breathe for on a daily basis. Basiaclly both main characters are a BIG MOOD

Nyles not giving a shit vs. Sarah severely freaking out in the beginning is an iconic dynamic

“I am the antichrist” and then the rock falling? For a hot sec I literally thought the movie was gonna take a turn with Nyles being some magical/scientific creature that’d created the timeloop or something idkkk ahhha

Nyles in the suit... ridiculous(ly hot)

The torture methods Roy uses on Nyles and the fact that he’s not mentally scarred?? How??

On that note I love that Nyles and Sarah keep their memories even if the day starts over. Would’ve been a completely different concept if they had to “meet each other for the first time” every day and it wouldn’t’ve allowed their relationship arc to evolve as it did

Darla is the fucking shit

Nyles in the baseball cap, amirite?

THE BARTENDER TALKING ABOUT HITTING A GUY WITH THE CAR SHE’S CURRENTLY GIVING NYLES A HANDJOB IN IS COMEDIC GOLD

“You fucked Jerry Schlieffen?” “Well he fucked me.” Yes SIR. Andy Samberg’s characters are all bottoms and we’re here for it

Sarah’s tongue click and “nice try” when Nyles asks her about her sex life??

IDK WHY BUT SO GOD

Randy is hella annoying. That’s it. That’s the tweet.

THIS ENTIRE SCENE:

the fact that they both start waking up smiling because now at least they have each other 🥺😭🤯

uhm i love a good ship that’s like... best friends to lovers and the montage of them basically becoming besties killed me

this outfit Y E S:

sarah falling off the car and nyles laughing it off is relationship goals

the crashing plane I LOL’ED

okay so... big moment... the DANCING AND MATCHING OUTFITS? THEY ARE MY DREAM TEAM. Also how excited they are running away from the bar 🥺

IM POSITIVE THIS IS THE MOMENT NYLES KNOWS! LIKE HE DOESN’T ADMIT IT TO HIMSELF COMPLETELY BUT HE KNOWS

the bomb in the cake and french pirate-skit? so fucking random but i lovee it because it’s so them

*DRUM ROLL* PERHAPS MY FAVORITE MOMENT IN THE ENTIRE MOVIE:

STORYLINE WISE AND VISUALLY A++++

the deep talks by the fire were SO well written. they were actually deep and genuine, allowing the characters to grow and opening up to us as viewers but also remained fun and witty

sarah trying to get nyles to admit he cares for her and him joking it off??? the flirtinggg

really wish we’d gotten to know more about what nyles meant with “it drifts away: just like they all do.” because it really seemed to trigger something within him. Like WHO “They”???

the dinosaurs lmao no comment but at least they got a cute cuddly moment

from the very first millisecond inside the tent you can CLEARLY tell Sarah is just dying to do something about them!!!

the disbelief on nyles’ face when sarah says “lets just get it over with” because she’d clearly stated he didn’t want to and even though he obviously did he’s respected it and not done anything further about it oh babey

we love some good making out:’)))

NYLES HALTING TO TAKE IN THE MOMENT EXCUSE ME WHILE I GO SCREAM INTO THE VOID

i will die for a post-sexy timez cuddle and how sarah is trying to staying awake to be besides him is just *explosion*

this has to be *the moment* she realises

and they’re both sooooo fucking happy when they wake up after damn love me like that pls

THE GROOM BOOO FUCK OFF CAN’T EVEN BE BOTHERED TO REMEMBER HIS NAME CHEATING SCUM

THIS FACE:

Baby is trying so hard and is so cute and nervous about it. SARAH LISTEN TO HIM HE LOVES YOU.

HE FELT GOOD WAKING UP BECAUSE OF YOUUUU, GIRL. DO NOT CALL IT “FUN”, SARAH

“Going to bed maybe just got a little better” 😭😭😭😭

The entire cop scene is just pure insanity, very Lonely Island and I’m here for it even though I just want Sarah to rEALLY LISTEN TO WHAT NYLES IS TRYING TO SAY

“Pain is real” oh babey that means SO MANY THINGS 🥺💔

“I followed you into that cave because I liked you!” like jake would say: don’t love how we got here but we’re going where i want

“pretentious sad boy” me

not shocked that they’ve hooked up before because c h e m i s t r y but don’t like how it got out :)))

why is nyles’ one sleeve shirt rolled up? im triggered

drinking pure vodka? oh babey its gonna be okay

WE LOVE A SMART BOI WHO RECOGNIZES HIS GIRL’S PERFUME

Sarah’s parents singing:)) i would cry too, nyles

"I love her.” “I see... That’s interesting” lmao savage

I actually really love Roy’s character. It turns out to be very humble actually and he has some insightful and lowkey poetic that lines i love. Besides that he’s hilarious.

SO the whole time i was wondering how they’d get out of the whole “same day forever”-thing, if they were to. and I LOVE LOVE LOVE that they had such a logical way out of it: science. Not anything cheesy like “a true love’s kiss” or “you learned your lesson”. Pure logic and Sarah’s hard work to get there. Huge fan of this.

I will never get over how good Nyles looks waking up and Sarah is xtra pretty in that scene:’)

Nyles just wants to stay in a loop forever because it means for sure that he gets to stay with Sarah forever and I’m lowkey into it but also like lowkey LISTEN TO HER AND GO WITH HER PLAN, NYLES

“I wanna stay with you” *sniffles*

“I love you. How about that?” PRETTY FUCKING GOOD

I love Nyles’ character development. He started off so nonchalant and cold, closed off and by this point he’s the softest, smiliest in love fool I’ve ever seen and Andy does it so good. SAMBERG HEART EYES!!

“Nothing is real in here” YES SARAH UR LOVE IS

I’m taking Sarah’s asking Nyles to believe in her and leave with her as her first “I love you” because it’s very clear that she wants to leave with him rather than without.

just- this entire scene i ugh <3 <3 <3 <3

BREAKING. UP. WITH. MISTY ! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

glass of wine filled to the brim? sarah’s my type of gal

the speech was really beautiful and sweet without being too cheesy and kudos to cristin for really delivering it like a pro! especially her “abe, don’t fuck this up” like yes girl kill him, chop him to pieces with your eyes!!! also camila is such really pretty bride

nyles looks like a cockatoo here :

nyles taking the shot and smashing the glass into the ground got me 🤭😵😏🥵

“I’m your son” I SCREAM

GIVE THE MAN A WHITE HORSE DAMNIT

Gotta admit Sarah looks like a bomb (lol nu pun intended) ass super hero in her bridesmaid dress and C4-gettup

The sentence ending up being total grammatical gibberish but Nyles trying so. damn. hard is the sweetest thing ever and should and will go down in rom-com history. It’s super romantic but also well-balanced by humor and I just.. so good. This is the kind of characters and relationships I love and wanna write myself

“you’re my favorite person that i’ve ever met” 🥺🥺🥺

“i’d rather die with you than live in this world without you” WHY AM I SO SINGLE SOMEONE LOVEE ME LIKE THIS

okay so idk but “what if we get sick of each other?” “we’re already sick of each other. it’s the best.” is so so so soft, the way nyles says it like it doesn’t matter and is honestly another key moment for me: they’ve experienced basically everything imaginable during their time in the box/loop. they’ve liked, disliked, loved, hated each other and still: he loves her. the fact that nyles knows no matter what happens it won’t stop that because it’s them?? ouch my heart.

this chaotic mess of a pairing?MESSY BOMB BRIDESMAID AND CURLY-HAIR HAWAII SHIRT-BOI!! MY OTp

Them dissing Nyles’ mom on their way into potential death? that’s love, baby

the fUCKING KISSSSSSS MANNNNNNNNNN!!!! SO ICONIC AND THE EXPLOSION IN THE BACKGROUND AND JUST WE DESERVE THIS THEY DESERVE THIS EVERYONE DESERVES THISSSS!!!

NEVER OVEER THIS EVER FOREVER NEVER

Ok so I was SURE that when it faded to black that it was done and I grew super ficking frustrated because it would leave us with this “the ending is up to whatever you chose”-kinda thing kinda a la Celeste and Jesse where it just feels unresolved and I WASN’T OKAY WITH THAT. So I’m so happy we got to know that it worked and the bebes will live happuilly ever after with Nyles’ shaggy dog:’)

Their hands on each other’s knee >>>>>

all in all 100000/10

#palm springs #palm springs spoilers #andy samberg #cristin milioti #camila mendes #sarah x nyles #emilie says things #sarah #nyles #the lonely island #nyrah

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