#i know i'm sitting here doing nothing rn as i'm typing this but i'm like mentally stuck on what to do next without my mom's help

[10yo-anon]

《 Sick days. 》

Satoru Gojo x F!reader

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⚠️: slight silly type of hurt/comfort!! Yay! :3 (possibly ooc! Satoru), DIALOGEEEEE!!

WC: 896.

A/N: NOOOOO MY TUMBLR DRAFTS DIDN'T SAVE PART 2 OF DARK RED. I WAS HALFWAY FINISHED. IM USIBG THIS LIL DRABBLE TO COPE. AT SKEWL RN MAKING SKEWL DOODLES TO 💪

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Day 1.

It wasn't often for Satoru to get sick. You know what? Scrap that. It was rare for him to get sick. Maybe once or twice every year. possibly due to him being a sorcerer.

And if he does get sick, it would be a simple cold that would only effusive his immune system for a few days! Unfair!

If you were honest, you kind of liked it when he would get sick.. he gets more clingy, begging for attention and being twice as affectionate as he was physically and emotionally than normal.

But now it doesn't look like just small cold when you see Satoru laying on the couch, groaning, instead of rushing towards your bedroom like he always does whenever he gets back from his missions and responsibilities.

"Satoru, you're back!—..are you okay?" You ask as you walk over to him, sitting on the soft arm chair.

"Huh?.." He tilts his head up to look at you before quickly sitting up, " baby, you're here— yes, yes I'm fine.. duh." he scoffs, "why are you asking? Concerned for your little ol' boyfriend, huh?" He attempts to distract you.

"Maybe because your face is all red, and I doubt its from blushing." You respond sternly, ignoring the last sentence he spat out.

"Its noth—" Before he could talk back, your hands cup his face, in which he subconsciously leans on. "Satoru.. you're sick." You frown. When he realizes you were concerned, his hand goes up to wrap around your wrist. "You know I'll be fine, besides, I'm sure this will go away sooner or later!" Though sweet, His reassurance pisses you off, how could he not care for himself! He should know better!

"Im not sure this will go away 'sooner or later', your temperatures too high." You kiss his forehead. "Nuh uh! Promise, im finee, besides, I dont need your help anyways." Is it possible for you to take your actions and words back?

"Oh, is that so? Fine then, Satoru." You huff before leaning away. "Wait— I don't mean it like that!" "Dosent look like you don't." He crosses his arms. "Fine then, maybe I do think I don't need your help." "Fine." You sigh out before turning away, walking back to the master bedroom to take do your night routine. "Fine!" You hear him respond back at the living room.

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Day 2.

You wake up from your peaceful slumber, greeted by the pillow wall you made with the reason: "so your fever won't infect me." And Satoru's back. He would always wake up earlier than your, but given his state, it was understandable.

You wanted to help but after your small petty fight with him and his words, your ego won't let you.

You stretch your arms and hop out of bed, (not before you silently place a soft kiss on top of satoru's bed head.) the least you could do was to continue with your morning, and cook food for the both of you.

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Is it possible for him to take his actions and words back?

He wanted to slap himself sooo bad.. not only did he make you angry, but he didn't even get his "goodnight" and "I love you", he couldn't cuddle you up the whole night because of your stupid idea of a pillow wall, (he knows your reason wasn't the only reason.) But now he had to wake up from his shitty slumber with a raging head ache. He didn't want to play this petty game anymore, but his ego doesn't want to lose. And he started it anyway.

He yawns and walks to the kitchen in search for you, but he only saw breakfast waiting for him and a note saying you went out for errands. Couldn't his day get any worse?

Grumbling curses to himself, he walks to the medicine cabinet you handmade and personally decorated for whenever he came back needing to get bandaged. His hand rummages through the cabinet, gauze.. syringes.. anesthesia...ah, pills!grabbing whatever packet of pills he saw first he sits back at the table seat, eating the delicious warm meal you left for him and swallowing down the pills with water soon after.

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You take your shoes off, putting the bag of groceries on the counter before going to the bedroom to freshen up.

Your fight with Satoru was only a waiting game to see who breaks and loses, who gets their ego eaten by the other.

Surprisingly, Satoru was nowhere to be found, not until you feel arms wrapping around your waist from behind before he pulls you to his warm chest, leaning down to nuzzle his head on your neck, his warm skin touching yours.

"M'sorry. Im sooo sorry.." you hear and even feel him whine out. "Can't do this anymore.. take care of me, pleasee.."

"Oh, Toru." Maybe this is what happens when even your white blood cells have an ego.

You turn your body to face his slumping one. Barely balancing as he depends his weight down on you, until you both fall down the bed, him on top of you, successfully trapping you before smothering your face with kisses as you giggle from the ticklish feeling.

"Satoru! Stop!" You teasingly push him away. "Hey! You want to help me, don't you." "Mhm, well, yeah—" "then let me continue!" "This won't even help!" "I don't know about that... making you happy is actually taking my head ache away.."

"You geek."

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A/N: so yeah, i got to rewrite dark red part 2 AGAIN. Before english period started i checked my drafts, and it wasn't there. So i wrote this lil drabble for the whole english period instead of writing notes just to cope 🤗

#☆— 【 fanfiction !! 】 #im sorry #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #satoru gojo x reader #satoru x reader #gojo x reader #satoru x y/n #satoru x you #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #gojo fluff #satoru fluff

[hooved]

i know everyone's told me to rest because i'm sick but i just can't. it doesn't feel right. i need to do everything i can rn because i'm scared that any second we'll be told to get out NOW

#there's a lot of legal shit going on so i'm really unsure when exactly we'll have to leave #my mom keeps telling me to pack an overnight bag just in case and i know she's right but there's other things i need to do first #plus i'm not leaving my computer here. i'm just not. i can't. it's my most important possession. it keeps me sane if you can call it that #i need to get everything else ready before finishing getting my ''i need these with me at all times'' stuff ready #because so much shit is in the way like i still need to take out trash and do more laundry #and get more things that have already been in boxes forever out of here. also the closet door is stuck so that's a problem #i don't even care about most of the shit in my closet like i know there's stuff from my childhood in there but i don't remember what #other than that it's junk. and decorations i bought for an eventual apartment but when the fuck is that even gonna happen #i know i'm sitting here doing nothing rn as i'm typing this but i'm like mentally stuck on what to do next without my mom's help #and she's not here rn. plus there's some dude that her shitty ex is letting stay downstairs rn ? for some reason ? #and i just don't feel comfortable leaving the room to get food or take out trash or change out the laundry. it's just weird #plus i'm sick and he has a weak immune system and like. i dunno i don't wanna be responsible for that #anyway sorry i'm rambling. i know it's understandable at a time like this but i just feel bad that this is all i'm talking about rn #i'm just so fucking depressed and stressed and tired and i've barely eaten anything for the past few days #i can't even have fun or talk to any friends like i normally do. my brain won't let me and it just doesn't feel right. i can't be happy rn #for even a second. it's just not the right time. there's nothing to be happy about. i have no hope at this point that things will work out

[abbysbunny]

puhlease PLEASE a hazel callahan fic takşng place after the movie when hazel thought the kiss was special but PJ is treating her the same so hazel tries to make PJ jealous with y/n but they actually start having feelings (at first passionate) towards each other????????

FEELING'S AREN'T FAKE

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plot: fake dating never works but sometimes it does just in different ways

warnings: light angst, nothing too serious, r is a cheerleader but that doesn't really affect the story!

word count: 1.8k

notes: sorry this took so long to get out but I'm a little burnt out rn! hope you like this anon🫶🏼

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after hazel and PJs kiss, hazel thought that something was there, she tried hanging out more with PJ, but she would just pushed away and end up getting hurt. one lonely night hazel had the bright idea that maybe she could try and make PJ jealous, of course it was a dumb idea but at this point it was all she had.

she opened your contact and sent you a short message proposing the plan

'hey I know it's late but I'm trying to make PJ jealous so I was thinking we could fake date for a while, you down?'

of course she rewrote the message a couple times but when she got it down she nervously pressed send. a half hour later she got your confirmation

'sure, make it simple please I don't wanna waste too much if me time on this'

she smiled at your message excited for tomorrow, trying to go to bed all she could think about was PJ, how she would finally get to be with her, after years of waiting.

you sat on your bed and typed on your computer trying to finish up an essay do tomorrow, but you kept getting distracted by the thought of fake dating hazel, after a long 40 minutes of homework you closed your computer and put on some comfortable clothes. laying in bed you turned over and shut your eyes all of your thoughts just being about hazel

you walked onto school campus and saw hazel sitting on a bench reading something in a small book, 'i wonder what she's reading' you furrowed your brows and started walked over to her, 'hey!' you shouted to her, she quickly looked up and waved at you, you sat down next to her and she closed her little book, 'whatcha reading?' you questioned, 'uhm...she drives me crazy' you nodded, 'okay so what's the plan stan' she chuckled at your lame attempt of a joke and turned her head to you.

'so were just gonna act like we're dating, so hug and flirt and hold hands, all that gross shit, and hopefully PJ will get jealous' she said with a look on her face insinuating she was a very proud of her plan, you nodded and stood back up, 'sounds great to me, I gotta get to class so I'll see you later' you waved and grabbed your bag, 'wait!' hazel said a little too loud, you perked your head up at her, 'shouldn't we go in...together?' she suggested in a nervous tone

'oh shit yeah you're right' you stuck out your hand for her to grab on to, she took your hand and you started walking side by side, you entered the hall and people already turned they're heads to look at you two, I mean it is pretty weird seeing a cheerleader and a total nobody date, you got to hazel's locker and you leaned against against the a near wall, out of the corner of your eyes you saw PJ and Josie walking towards you

'pj and Josie are coming over here' you whispered to hazel, she turned around and shut her locker, a couple seconds later they stood right in front of you, the weird thing is that you had never actually talked to them, so now that you "dating" they're friend you would have to, talking to the girl your crush fake girlfriend is in love with was not on your bucket list. as they started talking you zoned out mid conversation, they talk about such boring stuff, how were you supposed to keep up?

next thing you heard was the loud bell ring, you saw that they had left and now it was just you and hazel, and of course the swarm of students late to class. hazel unexpectedly grabbed your hand and led you through the crowd, you both got to class in time, kinda. the boring school hours past by fast and as soon as you knew it was lunch, you thought you would sit down with your friends like you do everyday, but that was before you were pulled to a table in the corner of the cafeteria with hazel and the rest of the fight club.

as they talked you felt hazel's hand snake around your waist, you felt you face get hot but you continued eating, after an excruciating hour of listening to them talk as hazel moved her hand from your waist, to hips your to shoulder to your thigh, it was finally time to leave you packed everything up and sped out of the cafeteria, hazel catched up to you and walked with you out of school. you both sat down at the same bench from this morning

'so did I do good as a fake girlfriend?' she questioned with a cocky grin on her face, you rolled your eyes and turned your head to face her, sure having her as your fake girlfriend was gonna be nice but what if you catched even more feelings? what if her and PJ actually get together and you're just left alone again. 'you did pretty good' you said leaning against the back of the bench, you smiled and immediately started talking about the rest of the plan.

it has been 2 weeks of the fake dating and it really seemed like PJ didn't care, but tonight there was a big party at Isabel's, hazel thought it was perfect opportunity to make PJ "jealous". you decided to get ready together like a cute couple,hazel wore some simple baggy jeans and a white t-shirt, she almost looked like a frat guy, you chose what you usually wear to party's, nothing to flashy but nothing too simple.

when you got there it was loud and already smelled like BO and alcohol, you sat down on a couch with hazel by your side, she put her arm around your shoulder and you stiffed up, still not used to her touch. almost the whole party you say right there, getting up a couple time's to go to the bathroom, when the party died down, Isabel came out from the kitchen with an empty beer bottle, 'what are we 12!' PJ shouted, you chuckled and sat down next to Josie I'm the big circle of people

Isabel spinned the bottle and it landed on Josie, you could see Isabel blush and Josie had a nervous look on her face as they entered the small downstairs bathroom, after was felt like a life time someone yelled, 'seven minutes is up' you heard the door unlock before Isabel came out with a very visible hickey on her neck, some people gasped and others laughed, they sat back down and now it was Pj's turn, she spinned the empty bottle and it landed on, hazel.

hazel tired to hide her smile and she looked over to you, 'aren't you guys dating?' PJ looked at hazel then you, you opened your mouth to say maybe it was better if she re spinned, but before you could hazel spoke up, 'no it's okay, I mean it's just a dumb kids game right?' hazel looked at you trying to indicate that she really wanted to do this, you looked at the ground for a second before agreeing with her, some guy patted your shoulder and called you a 'chill girlfriend' you let out your best fake laugh and put your knees to your chest

meanwhile the scene of hazel and PJ in the bathroom was to say the least very awkward, 'so do we kiss?' hazel anxiously asked, PJ nodded and moved closer to her trying to make things more natural, hazel cupped PJs face and brought her lips to hers, she finally kissed PJ, after years of waiting she finally did it and she felt, nothing. absolutely nothing, she bearly even kissed back, you got up and told your friends you needed a drink and somehow they believed you, you walked into the kitchen grabbed your purse and left that god awful party, you didn't even think about saying goodbye because if you did you would have to watch them come out of that bathroom and see the start of they're relationship

hazel unlocked the door early and people were confused, 'you have to do seven minutes not three!' Sylvie shouted and people agreed, hazel noticed you weren't there and got worried, 'c'mon guys we're not middle schoolers and where's my girlfriend?' she shouted back, 'oh I think she left' some guy slurred clearly intoxicated, hazel grabbed her phone and said goodbye to everyone and that she was going to find you. what she didn't know was that you were already home by the time she had left, she urgently called you trying to understand where you were so you could talk

after 5 missed calls you finally picked up, 'where are you?' she said through the phone, 'home' you responded dryly, she let out a sigh of relief and started walking to your house still on the phone with you, 'why did you leave?' you thought about actually telling her why but the you remembered you actually dating, 'i was tired' she scoffed as she finally saw your house through the dark, 'open your front door please' she stood waiting impatiently for you, 'are you outside my house?'

you said walking down your stairs, 'yes just please open up it's cold' she hung up, you put your phone down and opened up your front door, you looked hazel up and down and saw no hickey, weird. you moved from the door and she stepped in, she shut the door behind her, you quickly grabbed her hand and took her to your room, she had never actually been in your room, you had been at her house but she'd never been to yours, you closed the door and say down on your bed next to her

'so why do you wanna talk haze?' she sighed and looked you straight in your eyes, 'i don't think I like PJ' she confessed, your eyes widened, had you done this whole plan for nothing, had you hurt yourself...for nothing? 'okay then who do you like? I'm not going to go through this plan another time just with a different person, I really hope you know that' you said in a frustrated tone, she moved closer to you and put her hand on your thigh, 'what the fuck was she doing?' you questioned to yourself

she just responded by crashing her lips with yours, at first you were taken aback, very taken aback, but then you felt how soft her lips were and how passionate and pure this moment was, you quickly kissed back and moved yourself closer to her, she dragged out the kiss for a couple more seconds before pulled away. you couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation, she laughed with you and pulled you into a tight hug.

'i love you' she mumbled into your shoulder, you sighed and kissed the side her neck, 'i love you too' you mumbled back.

#hazel callahan x reader #hazel callahan #hazel callahan fanfiction #bottoms 2023 #bottoms movie #hazel callahan oneshot #hazel callahan imagine #hazel callahan x you #hazel callahan x fem reader

[berry-potchy]

I went through my drafts and found this. I typed this during a moment of weakness for cliche chick flicks and fuckboy Miguel:

This is not edited and messy but I just wanted to share that I'm thinking about a very typical and silly high school coming of age romance setting with the popular broody bad boy x wallflower good girl except that Miguel is already so down bad for (obsessed with) good girl who btw is chubby and cute.

What's on my mind rn is kid Miguel and kid reader were childhood best friends/sweethearts. You were neighbors and your families were close. One day, for some reason you had to move away. This was maybe when you and Miguel were like 7. You were inconsolable during moving day and Miguel's poor little heart broke at the sight. He confessed to you then and asked you to be his girlfriend and you said yes and you kissed him on the cheek and you guys hugged until your parents had to pry you off each other so you can leave. Your parents felt really bad that they had to separate you from your best friend and what they thought was pretend boyfriend but the move was a canon event.

You weren't able to keep in touch, you weren't able to make many friends in your new place either. Like you had friends but they kinda have their own separate friend groups that you're not a part of. You were kinda just there, mourning your loneliness. Growing up you always had that ugly feeling of missing out and the "what if I didn't move back then?" in the back of your head. But one day, you're already like what? Last year in high school? You get a notif on your IG that a Miguel liked a photo you posted from a few months prior (it's a rare photo of you wearing something that shows off of your curves and feeling it). It's odd. You've posted a lot more photos since then. You check the profile and it's your Miguel... but he grew up HOT. Tall, wide, jacked, but it's the same Miguel with the pretty brown eyes and dark loose curls that he now styles slicked back. You follow him thinking he won't notice because of all the pretty girls who comment on his pics but never get replied to. But he followed you back immediately and sent you a 'hey' on DM. You didn't know what to say at all so you just stared at it until he replied ':/' followed by 'see you soon. you better have something to say to me by then.'

Later that day your parents drop the bomb that you're moving back to your childhood home. Next to Miguel.

Not to get into too much plot I just really wanna think about Miguel welcoming back his girlfriend and wanting to make up for lost time which gets you super flustered by his advances and shamelessness. You can't quite tell if he's just teasing you about the girlfriend part but the flirting definitely feels for real.

Your parents telling you to keep the door open when he goes up your room to hang out and you get embarrassed, stuttering that you're not planning on doing anything sexual. Miguel however shrugs and goes "I wouldn't trust me in a room with you either. I would eat you up"

And during lunch at school you cant find a seat, you try to look for Miguel but the scary popular kids are flocking around him. He looks like he's so bored but perks up when he sees you walk by and grabs your wrist to make you sit with them. Some random girl mockingly goes "oh sorry there's no space for you here" and you feel humiliated. Miguel shuts her up with a glare and makes you sit on his lap. No one dares to speak up as he tries to feed you with the snacks from his tray. He's squeezing your thighs enjoying the feel of you on his lap while he goes "I remember you liking this (insert snack or boxed drink here) so I got you an extra one, chula"

There's really nothing else to this I just thought it was cute and had to share.

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #potchy-thoughts #miguel o���hara fanfiction #miguel o’hara x you #potchy-writes #spiderman 2099 x reader #miguel o'hara headcanons #miguel o'hara x female reader #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara x chubby reader

[sillygoosealert]

So I usually request fluff or angst but im feeling like a lil dare devil rn 😈 (eww LFMAO) so smut time. So like its about to be Bi Hans first time and reader is undressing but his mom walks in so Bi Han and reader just standing there in they birthday suit and his mom is like “oh wow. Um, be safe” 😭 and like Tomas and Kuai Liang heres about it and REFUSES to let him live😭like everytime he he tries to yell at them they like “Hey don’t you remember mom walking in on you and your girlfriend” and shut his ass up real fast 😭

HELP?? do you think he would call his seamen icecream

Bi-Han, we’re holding an intervention because we’re worried about you..

Bi-Han fluff, smut (?), uhhh idk just Bi-Han :3

It was late at night and you had just snook into Bi-Han’s room. It's cold and you both are feeling up each other. You're holding the back of his head and he's smashing his face into yours. He doesn't really know what he's doing, but you don't mind.

He's dry-humping you on his bed, grunting into your mouth. His hands make their way up your shirt and he's groping your breast. He loves everything about you. Especially when you let him slip his tongue into your mouth whenever it was the two of you, though.

Tonight he was feeling some type of way as he slipped off your pants. Then slipped off his pants..

‘Are you..are you okay with this?’

‘I'm fine. You look pretty nervous though’

‘I've never done this before’

‘Really? Me neither, we don't have to though’

‘I want to. But only if you want to’

You pull him down to kiss him again. He groans into it and grinds into you.

The knock at his door is unheard as Tomas and Bi-Hans mother open the door. She quickly covers Tomas’s eyes with a mortified look on her face.

‘Bi-Han, we’ve talked about having your girlfriend over..’

He says nothing as he quickly covers you and his mom shuts the door.

Rubbing his face, he groans and lets his body fall back onto his pillow.

You're staring at him, and now he's staring at you.

‘Maybe I should just sneak back out..’

‘You're abandoning me?’

‘I can't look at Tomas or your mother after this, good luck though’

With that, you leave. Your relationship does not falter, though, as even as Grandmaster, you still are his right-hand man. You don't have to sneak into his room through his window or worry about being seen

Except for when you go into his bedroom. If his brothers see you enter, they will snicker and exchange glances. Nothing will change the fact his little brother and mother had to sit him down and tell him to stop sneaking in people, but with time you feel a little better about it.

You were told he had an intervention that night, you’re glad you left when you did.

That didn’t stop him as you kept your close bond, nothing stopped him from you. That’s what you liked about him, that’s why you stayed.

Idk how to end this 🎀

#mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat #bi han #bi han x reader #bihan #mk1 bi han #mortal kombat bi han #mk sub zero #mk bi han #mk1 sub zero #mortal kombat sub zero #bi han sub zero #sub zero #bi han smut #bi han mk #bi han mortal kombat #bi han x you #mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat fandom

[fullsunised]

ɴᴄᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ¹² : ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴋᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ sᴄᴇɴᴇs

. ★彡 genre: fluff?

. ★彡 trigger warnings: mentions of sex, kissing, undressing and swear words

. ★彡 requests open

. ★彡 a/n: for this the kdrama I'm imagining is like nevertheless or sm like that, but feel free to imagine any you lot want.

❝ 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒚𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉, 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒃𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕? ❞

╰─▸ ❝ 愛 . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [ 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐋𝐄𝐄 ] ࿐ྂ

bro is stressed. course, you told him the kdrama you will be acting was for mature audiences. but nah nothing would've prepared him for this. you two would be cuddling each other, watching your drama which you were against watching.

he's gonna awkwardly fiddle with his fingers, giggling uncomfortably when a kiss scene pops up, or when the male lead and you are so desperate to get them clothes off.  you'd be sitting there wondering what it would take for you to escape this situation.

After finishing it, he's definitely gonna commend you for the acting skills, and he's gonna make jokes about the mature scenes in the show, because in a way mark is open minded I suppose.

╰─▸ ❝愛 . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [ 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐍 𝐇𝐔𝐀𝐍𝐆 ] ࿐ྂ

boy is side eyeing you the whole time. you two would be on the couch, watching your latest drama on Netflix, when he'd realise this was the one with the most kiss scenes you've ever done.

he's just looking at you like 'did you for real shoot all this' vibes. definetly let's you forward some scenes like the ones that get extreme just so he doesn't have to think about someone else touching this girl, even if it was just for acting.

honestly dou, he loves the story line a lot and praises you for picking a good drama, and for your acting. although later he's gonna play those scenes you skipped when he's all alone.

╰─▸ ❝愛 . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [ 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐄𝐄 ] ࿐ྂ

laughing. he doesn't really mind because he knows it's all acting in the end. he'd ask you stories about behind the scenes, how many times you had to retake a specific scene and all that.

gonna have them 'oo' eyes when there is a subtle sex scene showing up on the screen. would look at you to see your reaction, and chuckle when you are busy hiding your face in your hands.

in all honesty he wouldn't actually mind, although he'd probably later just fuck you or sm like that later, just because he can. definetly commends you for the acting and the skills you put into the show.

╰─▸ ❝愛 . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [ 𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐄 ] ࿐ྂ

dramatic asf. he probably already stumbled upon a few clips online on twt or sm but when he's actually watching it boy is gonna be so over the top, you'd groan every single time he'd say something stupid.

is probably the type to clean your lips after watching a kiss scene because he wants the main lead's sense of you. boy is gonna be so over the top, like gasping everytime there is a kiss, or even holding his heart when there is like a subtle sex scene.

he'd even forget about the story line, because the only thing clouding his mind rn are the numerous scenes in a single drama. would be whining and shit, asking you to not do dramas like this again.

╰─▸ ❝愛 . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [ 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐍𝐀 ] ࿐ྂ

uh..he'd be supportive but whiny as well. latching onto your arm the whole time, just to tell himself you are here not kissing someone else. uh, he's probably just watching your reaction more than the show.

'can't believe you did all this' type of expression all over his face, you're stressed out about all this making him upset but he's understanding. but anyways, it doesn't take him less than a few episodes until he gets invested into the show.

slaps your arm so much, like 'what is happening next', he's so curious he treats it like someone else is the lead actress and not you, but later he's drowning you in kisses cause he's impressed by your acting , and cause he's jealous of them kisses in the show.

╰─▸ ❝ 愛 . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [ 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐄 𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆] ࿐ྂ

he doesn't even wanna watch it but because of his members who keep sending him reels and tiktoks, bro is stressed. he doesn't wanna point it out and make it seem like he's uptight about it considering how you told him you were gonna act in one.

he's smiling of course everytime someone is talking about how good it is, or when his fans mention it everytime he goes live but boi knows he will never truly watch that show mostly cause he doesn't want to see you kiss someone else.

you would bring it up just to make fun of him, and bro is fuming, not the angry type but the jealous type, hitting your arm for teasing him and stuff. in the end, he decides to give it a try, and truly he loves the story.

╰─▸ ❝ 愛 . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ [ 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 ] ࿐ྂ

he pretends to be busy, like very just so that he can say he doesn't have time to watch your show, but uh uh he's secretly following the whole show. boy is gonna be overthinking the whole time. he is suffering internally wondering if he should bring it up or no.

gonna give you the cold shoulder for sure. not because he doesn't want you to act, but because he's just jealous about how your fans are shipping you and the main lead. you'd notice it, text his members and then finally confront him.

leave the poor boy alone he has a hard time communicating his feelings, anyways, after you reassure him how all of that is a show and nothing else, you'd start watching the show together.

FULLSUNISED.

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[leclerking]

max x reader (you)

enemies to lovers slow burn or fast burn idk idc

write a self indulgent fic when you're drunk

slayyyyyy im drink rn girlie lets write some fan fictionnnn

do i make this aesthetic? ok maybe i make it aesthrtic

MV01 | ★ BRO WHATS YOUR NAEM?

so its a clubbing scene. im drinking as usual. i want to dance but my friends arent dancers. they're also tired. a man comes up to me and i instantly want to rail him.

he says " you wannt to dance?? ' i said " Yeah dude all night' . so we're on teh dance floor and we're dancing and my friends are at a distance somehwer in the club

then i fall tired so i left to ge t a drink and join my friends, just as i sit down with them, this man. built like a tree. same one from earlier comes back and says lets dance again come on. i was tired but he was handsome so i wen back to dance. then again i was tired so i came bk. and so did he. "come onnn the night is young lets go back" he pleads with a huggee smile. as if he slept with a hanger in his mouth

"dude WHO EEVN ARE YOU AND HOW DO YOU STILL HAVE THE ENERGY??' i asked as i was close to passing out. (just like rite now while i amm typing this)

but he just smiles and takes my hand and i follow him and we're again having fun on the dance floor. soon enough i couldnt do tjis anymore so i tell my friends that we can leave. and we'er sitting on a bemch outside waiting for our uber AND GUESS WHO SHOWS UP!

"you want to catch a drink later someday again?"

i only stare at him. what does he even mean?? " i dont live in this city, i'm here for like 5 days. also WHO ARE YOU i still domtknow your name yet!! how will i even find you??'

'so u do want to find me? " he smirks " if we have one last dance left togther, maybe we will find eachother " and with that he left.

------------------------- im so tired im going to continue this when im drunk mext time i hop e i dont forget the storu--------------------------

HI I DDI NOT FORGET WE ARE BACK HELLO!

OKAY so now this is probably the next day or the day before we leave the city (i dont know which citty)

im in the lobby with my friends, just back from a whole tiresome day of site watching ? seeing?? the city. im waiting to get something frm the recption and i hear his voice.

" you're here??" "omg dude are you stalking me ?????" i ask with a smile! LIKE WHY AM I SMILING ??!!

" nope. my friend actually lives hre. i came to drop her off "

" you have a girlfriend?" "would not you like to know??"

" nvm i dont, bye"

"okay wait, shes just a friend, and besides i came to drop her AND her boyfriend." and idk what to say, i wanna ask him out but whats the point ill leave tomorrow...

" would you like to go out today? i know this really really great place that has a great salsa night..." not like the dip like the dance!

"sure i'd love that" why am i brushing like an idiot. i told him i'd meet him down in just a few minutes. and sooner than later we were at this beautiful place, you could see the coast. so many people were dacing through tje entire street.

and then so were we. one mimosa after another. one song after another and we were both super drunk and laughing anf giggling and dancing and just having the greatest time ever.

and we continued to have a great time even after we got back to my room. im sure we had great sex. and we wer arguing about something i dont remmbr and having a roast contest. thats all i remembr.

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

because when i woke up, he was gone. not a single trace. no note, nothing... AND I STILL DIDNT KNOW HIS NAME. was he just a ghost? perhaps my drunk imagination or halusination...

went down for breakfast and met my friends. and they asked me about last night. AND I ASKED THEM FOR CONFIRMATION " SO I WASNT THE ONLY ONE WHO COULD SEE HIM??"

maybe he was real.. but i had to leave in a few hours. maybe he would just have to remain a core memmory to me in this city. and it sucks because he has the cutest smile, and the best energy when it came to dancing.

the whole time, in the taxi, the airport , the flight.. okay maybe no tthe flight because i usually fall asleeep. i thought about him and waht a wonderful time we had.

would i ever see him again??

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I want to take this time annd appretiate some of my friends or moods as they say on thos web site. It is 3 am her

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[charliesgoodboy]

Tom aftercare please 🥹?

-🐰

♠︎tom kaulitz(2009) x male reader(sfw)

♠︎genre: fluff, mentioned smut

♠︎warning(s): domtop tom, aftercare, bathing, normal human decency, reader straight up passed out, reader doesn't like tap because i don't like tap, tom isn't naked till later btw he has sweat pants on

♠︎a/n: UGH IM SO HAPPY TO WRITE THIS RN

sex with tom was surely enjoyable, everyone knew that even the girls who hadn't had the chance to be with him in that way just yet. now aftercare was a bit different, usually if you were a one night fling you'd most likely get some type of care from him he wouldn't just leave you.

though with tom, he truly loved you and no one besides his brother knew. not even you knew about him being smitten. with every night, you thought this was just how he was with everyone but no, quite the opposite.

"do you need help sitting up?" he stood at the edge of the bed as you had just opened your eyes, though barely being able to understand what he was talking about.

"no, i'm fine." he shook his head sitting you up, and checking for any marks or bruises that seemed like he accidentally went to far, which he rarely ever did at all but if he did he would always make sure to care for you extra.

"don't say that let me see your hips for a moment." his voice was lower and softer this time, this is what you really loved about tom as well. you slid the covers off a small bit, showing your hips that were only lightly smudged with bruises.

"shit.." he traced over the marks with his fingers, they didn't hurt at all so there was nothing to worry about. still, other than that there will still bite marks, and hickeys that dragged on all over your body.

"tom, you always worry about marks right there it doesn't even hurt." you rubbed his shoulder, laughing as his fingers tickled your sides a little. "stay here," he told you, placing a kiss on your forehead walking away out of the room, heading to the hotels bathroom,

and pulling out some pain pills then heading to a cabinet getting a glass cup filling it with tap. "i know you hate tap but here, open." you opened your mouth like he said as he popped the pill in handing you the glass cup.

you put the glass to your lips swallowing the water along with the pill. "i'll be right back again." "tom, i–" you tried to tell him you didn't need all of this, you thought how could he do this with every girl for only one night? at first he had even offered to pay you, you didn't take it but he snuck it in sooner or later.

he set foot in the bathroom again, starting the bath up just for you maybe him as well though. he came back once again, it was kind of cute watching him go back and forth for you. "alright, 'cmere." he bent down in front of you back first. seeming like he wanted to carry you, you put your arms foward around his neck,

and your legs that had been pins and needles dangles around his sides as he hoisted you up. "tom is this really necessary?" he made a 'mhm' sound as he carried you to the bathroom sitting you on the toilet, then going to stop the faucet as the tub had been filled with hot water.

"tom, i think i can walk to the bath tub myself." you said amusingly lifting your eye brow, getting up but tom still grabbing your hand. "yeah i know, still." he lead you to the tub only letting go when you had fully settled your body in.

"bath, or just relaxing?" you used your finger bending it a couple of times to signal him to come in with you. "relaxing is fine, stay in here with me though." he smiled, such a sweet smile of his too. he slipped the sweat pants he wore off, setting himself in the tub with you as well,

wrapping his arms tightly around you and tracing shapes and lines over your stomach and placing a kiss or two on your jawline. sure, he'd sleep with a lot of people you being one of them.

but he was in love with you, and that's all that mattered.

im kinda tearin up @gaybitchfx @tokio-motel @secretivemessenger @esthxio @vyloy @lostsomewhereinthegarden @reallyromealone @bloodyfennec @kitsune-yuhhh ummm im missing someone but do i care rn?

no😀

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[swordheld]

hello! do u have any new music recommendations?

of course!!! going to throw some general pop/indie/rock/instrumental all over vibes at you? these are some of the ones that i've been having on repeat a lot lately because they bring something bright and fun into my days - hope you enjoy them !! 💛

if i'm honest (trousdale) – oh the absolute vibes of this one. the harmonies. the beat. the slow downs and build ups? that ending? it's like easy, slow, growing ease and joy. that point 3/4 of the ways through the song, that building of things? the payoff? those background horns? the drums? i cannot sit through it without some kind of air guitar / drums / chair dance type beat. it's too good that you cannot help it, it just goes so hard.

close one (fizz) – i have been writing so much love poetry to this song. it is soft and slow and serene like light, all golden hour, the soft golden hues of almost, of here, like this, with me? that little 'fuck it' before the chorus is so fun. this group is made of insanely popular individuals (dodie/orla gartland/greta isaac/martin luke brown???) and together .... they are so powerful. cannot wait to see what they create next !!

run (maisie peters) – there is such a fun vibe to this song. that line of the chorus, that 'i've been lied to / i've been cut and deleted / i've heard some things i will leave unrepeated' is sooooo good, that rhyme scheme that syllable count balance? it immediately went onto my writing playlist w/ that fun beat, that synth, that catchy repetition? the whole album this comes off of is so very good too, esp. 'the band and i'? i really enjoy her sound!!

like a brother (hey, nothing) – this song feels like a lullaby, in the way of being swung in a hammock? all late summer, early winter winds? but there is such a lyricism that gets stuck in my brain, the whole layout of the chorus and is just so soft. i feel so many things. another easy one for the poetry playlist.

margo (sally boy) – oh the orchestral, string opening? the easy flow of it, instrumental and light, before hitting that small bit of silence before the guitar and lyrics come in? and then the absolute hit that is the beat of the chorus hitting? obsessed. phenomenal. i love the balance of gentle, light instruments and the slow instruction of the drumbeat, it feels like a whole story that you can experience, the flow of it!

eightball girl (maddie zahm) – i can leave this song for a few days and then out of nowhere it'll just be in my head again, the vibes of it, that beat of the chorus? the layered voice effects? sometimes songs have this balance to them that my brain just sucks up like a sponge and this is one of them. soooo good. i'll be in the supermarket and my brain will just go eightball girllll, tell me how you feel about meeee and it's perfect.

snow angel (reneé rapp) – this was one of the first ones i found on my daylist that was just like, how did i go so long without you. how did i not know about you. and since then it's been a daily listen. the slow, gentle breeze of that beginning? there is such a rising and falling to this song, like seasons, like the breeze? all tide, all here and there and back again, all resilience and ferocity, softness and violence? that electric guitar and the piano and the feedback just makes me want to just. aaaaaaa. this whole album is just banger after banger too!!

grace (henrik) – it's so fun!!! it brings me so much joy and energy, the easy breezy pop vibes, it's so hopeful and gentle and loving. i have it set as my alarm rn because i really do think it'll last through the sisyphean task of getting me out of bed in the mornings, it just feels like sunlight.

#q&a. #birdsong. #music recs. #i have not been immune to the impact of the daylist introduction. spotify will tell u i am obsessed ! #some of these artists have only like? 20k listeners? and i'm just amazed. flabbergasted. like they're SOOOOO GOOD???? #anyway music continues to be something i love and live to enjoy. artists u have my whole heart!!!!! #went through my liked songs to look for The Recent Hits™ for this and i think i've saved like 200+ in the last week and a half. love it !!! #hope u enjoy them babes !!! lemme kno if ur lookin for more / or anything more specific <33

[fanaura]

lo'ak and neteyam headcannons - random tid bits and some relationship stuff (sfw) ୨୧𓂅⊹⋆

i know it's been a hot minute since i last released content but anyways here are some headcannons absolutely no one asked for

okay so i've been adding more and more to this every time i think of it but this is basically little bits things that i've been adding more and more to over time - nothing explicit! i like writing fluff better ngl

neteyam

he's suupperrr clingy when you're lying in ur hammock together, like bro will not let go of you

he knows all the words to taylor swift's all to well 10 min version AND IS PROUD OF IT

he likes to come up behind you and tug on your tail - you PRETEND it freaks you out but you both know that isn't true

he is a l w a y s worried about his siblings - lo'ak the most but he is so protectove of tuk and kiri it drives them nuts

he loves the intimacy of you healing him - like you getting really close and having to sit on his lap and clean his cuts sometimes, he feels so connected to you

he tips really well. you guys could've spent like 10 dollars at a restaurant but he tips like 50 bucks - "i'm too lazy to do math rn"

he's such a grandpa he goes to sleep at 9:30 and wakes up at 6:30 without fail every night and STILL takes naps throughout the day

lo'ak

if you guys are hanging out in a group and he's talking and you're watching him, every time he catches your eye HE STARTS STUTTERING A LOSING HIS TRAIN OF THOUGHT

his ikran is super sassy like every time he decides to do something stupid his ikran goes faster than intended and scares the absolute balls out of lo'ak just to teach him a lesson

lo'ak can n e v e r keep still - he's the type to just always be fiddling or squirming around

he's actually the biggest sap ever, his favourite movie is the Notebook and it makes him cry every time

he would never tell you because he thinks it's cringe asf, but sometimes he purposely injures himself just so you can heal him, he likes how worried you are about him and how you lovingly scold him for being an idiot

this is super short ik but it's genuinely all i have the time and energy for atm, enjoy ily all xx

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[chocoyeo]

Lucky [j.yh]

>> jeong yunho x reader >> fluff, cozy, soft, really super very tender, college au, i'm in my yunho feels rn and i want him to be one of my classmates wtf >> wordcount: 1.7k -> it's another boring day in uni, you're exhausted and distracted but you're lucky yunho is with you to keep you company !! <3 [little short story, nothing much happens but hehe] <-

[8:40 a.m]

-Hey! ‘Morning, morning…!

-...Good morning.

-Thaaat… didn’t sound convincing at all. Are you really having a good morning?- Yunho’s sweet voice reached your ears like some sort of lullaby. Although it was only nine in the morning, you felt like taking a nap, again. The one you took on the subway on your way to university wasn’t enough.  

You were feeling quite slumpy for no reason in particular, and your friend had now made it his problem, too. 

-What if we–

-No, Yunho. No skipping lectures…- you tried to sound responsible even though that thought has been lingering in your mind for at least three hours.

-Woah, that’s what you were thinking about? I was gonna suggest to go grab a coffee but if skipping class is what you really want to do then…- he giggled, his eyes searching for yours while the two of you were heading to class: the thought of spending the following hour and a half stuck in a room with other 80 students didn’t really excite you that much. You were glad that Yunho was there to keep you company, though. 

Since you still had some time before the lecture started, the two of you quickly grabbed a drink from the vending machine: a really bitter canned coffee and a really sweet peach ice-tea. What a duo… 

-Hopefully your way too sweet ice-tea won’t make you straight up fall asleep in class.

-Shush, at least it’s not whatever abomination you keep getting.

-It’s just coffee–

-I’m sure you’re the only one in this whole university that buys that.

-Oh well… more for me then, heh!- he shrugged, a faint smirk painting his lips before he took a sip of his drink. The two of you quickly arrived in class and found two seats, your hands swiftly taking out your laptop from your bag, sipping on your drink while waiting for it to turn on and load your notes. The professor hadn’t arrived yet so the room was filled with a lot of chattering, giggles and mumbling; students were gradually filling the seats around you and you found yourself leaning your head on Yunho’s shoulder out of boredom. 

-Yunho, I really don’t want to be here…

-Mh? Do you want to skip? The prof is not he– oh! Nevermind, he’s just arrived.

You scoffed, trying not to laugh too loud at the perfect timing of his comment. Shaking your head slowly, you fixed yourself on the really uncomfortable chair and took one last sip of your drink. as you brought your whole focus to your laptop, the way-too-calm voice that your professor used whenever he had a lecture started to fill your ears. You sighed, probably trying to conceal a possible yawn from leaving your mouth, and threw a quick glance at Yunho, sitting on your right: he was carefully taking notes on his notebook– his handwriting wasn’t the best, but you had always found it quite adorable, the way he would somehow crouch while taking notes, his hand quickly moving on the book, his pencil case storing a whole army of blue pens and blue pens only, besides one yellow highlighter and a pencil.

The professor’s soporific voice echoed in the room (since he had decided to use the mic to be heard better) along with the typing sounds of people taking notes on their laptops. You tried to stay focused, yet your mind was wandering away way too easily, and you didn’t know why: so many thoughts flooded in, the main one being a really strong need to just stand up and leave that damn lecture. You sighed once again, and you suddenly felt someone tapping on your arm.

It was Yunho: his eyes were not hiding the obvious concern and worry he was feeling towards you– but you just couldn’t even explain how come you were feeling so blue that day. Maybe it was the ugly weather? The heavy gray clouds you spotted on your way to class that morning? Or the fact that you had stayed up all night playing games and not winning a single match…

You shook your head and tried to bring your focus back to your laptop screen: that half-empty document page was waiting for some new words to be inserted, and your heavy hands tried to type in whatever the professor was talking about, although tiredness was getting the best of you. Yunho tapped once again on your shoulder, this time he offered you his pencil: you accepted it, now holding it in your hand and not really knowing what to do with it. Yunho lightly pushed his notebook towards you, leaving a blank spot available for you to doodle on. A smile painted your lips while you started to quickly draw some little silly characters, moving to writing random comments and words, and then switching to writing Yunho’s name in various fonts: whenever you completed one, you would leave a quick “dummy ~ “ right next to it just to move on to the next font.

You had obviously abandoned your notes, although you tried from time to time to type in something –some concepts or quick important things– but your attention would move back to Yunho’s notebook quite easily: your eyes and mind were absorbing every letter and drawing you left in that blank space that, well, wasn’t blank anymore. You weren’t aware of the way Yunho had been looking at you the whole time: his eyes softened the moment you accepted the pencil, his lips were curved in a sweet smile and he silently admired every drawing you had left on that page while he carefully took notes without disrupting your little masterpiece.

Once he had to turn the page, though, he lightly tapped on your hand with a finger: you didn’t pay much attention to it for a moment, probably because you were so bored of that lecture and so absorbed in your little world that you weren’t paying attention to anything or anyone at all at that point. His finger traced random lines on your knuckles before you finally stopped and looked at him, giving him a few seconds to turn the page and resume with his notes. You silently apologized, leaving a little smiley right next to the few words he had written. 

The moment you heard your professor dismiss the class, you stretched your arms, somehow acting as if you did something productive during that lecture. You did feel a bit more relaxed and you had to thank Yunho for that. In such an easy way he was able to let you silently vent and get distracted, assuring you that he would have lended you his notes. You promised you would have offered him an ice-cream as a thank you gift. 

-Oh well then, don’t mind me if I choose one of the most expensive ones!

-It’s fine, Yunho. It’s both for the notes and for the fact that I basically vandalized your notebook.

He shook his head, laughing- You really liked writing my name, what, four times in a row? But it’s fine, at least you didn’t fall asleep… 

-C’mon, the professor even used the mic today… It was the perfect lullaby…

-I can’t even imagine falling asleep to an old man explaining marketing graphs but I guess to each their own…- you lightly slapped his arm in response, laughing.

-Right, did you hear about that project the other departments came up with? 

-No, I was too busy writing your name in different fonts for a whole hour.

-Oh, true. Well I just understood that some people will be involved in a whole photoshoot! The photography kids are quite good, you should apply to that.

-Me? Nah, I’d rather–

-Spend the whole night playing games just to come to lectures completely sleep deprived?

You stopped abruptly, nearly tripping in your own steps- What’s up with the sudden callout?!

-I was so worried this morning. But then I checked and saw your last access online was at 2 in the morning… with a 4 hour long gameplay… uninterrupted…

You bit your tongue, your eyes quickly avoiding to meet his. You got busted! And no excuse would have saved you in any way…

You had promised, at the beginning of the semester, that you wouldn’t have destroyed your sleep schedule over some silly video game. You were quite serious about that and allowed Yunho to see your game history and access just to keep you in check. A little detail you had momentarily forgotten…

-Yunho… forgive me?- you looked at him, signaling an apology with your hands, held tight together.

-You’re lucky today we don’t have other lectures… Were you perhaps planning to not come at all?- he looked at you, his eyes nearly closed because of the way he was (jokingly) glaring at you. 

You quickly moved your gaze away, clearing your throat before admitting that you were indeed planning to skip lectures and that was why you went to sleep so late. But in the morning you felt quite guilty, remembering how Yunho would often tell you not to skip classes otherwise it would become a bad habit, so you decided to go even though you were completely sleep-deprived. 

Yunho tried his best to hide a smile from showing on his lips, failing miserably because of how cute you looked in his eyes. His hand fixed a lock of your hair, delicately moving it behind your ear.

-Well, I really appreciate how your sleep deprived brain thought about me, but next time take better care of yourself, okay?- he mumbled, his fingers delicately caressing your hair.

You nodded, receiving a quick peck on your cheek.

-Let’s go then, I’m really in the mood for a big big ice-cream a certain someone is going to offer me!- his hand lightly grabbed yours, and you let him lead you to the usual place you would stop by to get some snacks. 

The sky was clear, no heavy gray clouds were in sight anymore and you really felt better, probably thanks to him and his precious company. You felt really lucky.

#ateez scenarios #ateez x reader #ateez fluff #ateez yunho #ateez au #yunho x reader #yunho au #yunho fluff #yunho imagines #jeong yunho #jeong yunho x reader #kpop #kpop fluff

[transmascaraa]

bf!lyney headcannons!

you have a nightmare and your pretty boyfriend is there for you...

bf!lyney x m!reader

author's note: so this is basically based on a dream i had last night lmao so i thought of writing some nightmare comfort😻 it was a dream but it was sad n scary. you can start reading rn. the rest of this is the nightmare and it'll be the nightmare used in this lmao🫶 | basically me and lyney were on some type of mission, i remember first i was running behind him telling him he's doing really good or whatever and then he entered some old crushed building and i entered just after him and he wasn't there. so i looked out the window, looked up, and saw him hanging, bleeding, i remember a drip of blood getting on my face and then i like started crying in my dream idk then i woke up. help😰

"shh... it's okay..."

-both of you were sleeping, wrapped in eachother's arms, nothing seemed wrong

-until you started shifting around, and finally waking up. sitting up, breathing heavily, heart pounding, and crying

-lyney woke up because he didn't feel you in his arms anymore

-"mmmon amour?... what's wrong?..." he sleepily asked, rubbing his eyes and sitting up to see you better

-you turned to look at him, crying even more now.

-but you just hugged him tight while burying your face in his neck

-"l-lyney..." you sobbed

-he was worried and started thinking about anything and everything he's ever done.

-what happened?

-"mon chéri... what's wrong?..." he asked you while planting a soft kiss to the top of your head

-"n-nightmare..." you muttered under your breath, but enough for him to hear.

-"shh... breathe..." he just held you tighter and whispered a quiet "it's okay..." to you.

-after calming down a bit, you pulled away from him and started rubbing the little space between your nose and your cheek.

-you visibly wanted to clean something.

-"what wrong? you have nothing there?..." he asked you, a bit confused.

-"i-i... i-in the dream... b-blood..." you couldn't continue that easily, you put your head on lyney's shoulder and let your hands rest in his lap

-"take your time, my dear..." he was patient with you, no wonder you loved him.

-"we were on a mission, you and me... and... you went into an old building and disappeared... a-and then... i went in... i didn't see you so i looked out the window, t-then looked up..." you started crying again.

-"mhm..." he listened to you intently, wrapping his arms around you again. he was already concerned.

-"i-i saw you... h-... ha-... h-hanging... a-and bleeding... a-a-and a drip of b-blood... fell on my face... t-then i just cried..." you hugged him back tight and sobbed once again.

-only now you know how much it would hurt you for him to die.

-you couldn't take it.

-he was everything.

-lyney was worried after hearing that, and cupped your face, making you look at him.

-he wiped away your endless tears with his thumbs.

-"i know you have high beliefs in the meanings of dreams, but i'm right here, mon chéri, and that drop of blood doesn't mean anything. i'm alright... nothing bad will happen to me..." he rubbed the place of where the blood was supposed to be and kissed your nose.

-"i-i'm glad... t-thank you, lyney..." you took a few deep breaths and felt a bit better.

-"you're welcome, [name]..." he then kissed your forehead.

-"please stay... i love you..." you said to him, leaning your head on one of his hands.

-"i will... i love you too, mon chéri..." he finally kissed you on the lips. softly, and truly.

-the two of you wouldn't know where you'd be if you hadn't found the other one.

-you two were one.

-inseparable<3

~~~~~

i love angst/fluff sm it's my way of living.

this dream made me sad tho thinking of his 5th story(i think it was the 5th???)

anyways i hope you guys have a good day/night and remember to have more normal dreams‼️

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[fairy-hub]

What's something very normal that the we do catches satoru's attention and turns him on. I have been too much on ur asks, but you'd never know, hehehe

Fey: I wanna know which one are you but I understand! Thank you for returning and giving me these yummy confessions, it's been a gojo taker over in my inbox and I'm living for it rn 💕

Walk around in shorts and one of his t shirts, there is something about the way yoga shorts or tight shorts hug your ass.

When you walk by and he sees your thighs jiggling. Hia shirt occasionally catching on the top of your ass a little bit. Or it's hanging past making it look like you have nothing on. But when you bend over he can see the outline of your cunt and ass in great detail

Wearing skirts without underwear his six eyes can see that. And being in public adds another layer of excitement.

Kissing his neck/collarbone area, not trying to get in the mood but just in a i love you, missed you, glad you’re here type of way. He loves feeling the longing since he’s been missing you to. Basically sit in his lap and cover him in kisses, if you yell kiss attack before hand suddenly he has become defenseless against your kisses.

There is a chance of him being a little shit and keeping his infinity up so you aren't really kiss him. Will say that miss me miss me now you gotta kiss me type shit but you still can't kiss him right

There is also the option of him attacking you in kisses. Wrapping his arm around you, pinning you to the sofa and covering your cheeks.

Running your fingers through his hair kind of gets him relaxed and thinking about running his hands over you. Gets handsy-ier the long you play with his hair.

Trying to get something out of reach. Calling him for help, he has a size kink and little reminders of the height difference reminds him randomly how much bigger he is. How he can toss you around right now.

He will grab your waist and lift you up, if he can lift you up high enough he might use his face as a sit. Calls it giving support

Licking a damn popsicle, this can be kind of a given since he loves sweets and seeing you lick it reminds him what else you can be sucking n licking on. Also he wants to smear the popsicle on your nipples to lick it off and see you squirm from how cold it is

#fey’s rambles #dirty jjk confession

[iamthat-iam]

https://www.tumblr.com/iamthat-iam/741499589853593600/hi-bry-i-hope-youre-doing-well-okay-brace

hiyaa, not that anon and also im not looking to "get" a relationship or anything, but rather i just have a question about your reply to the ask

when you told the anon to be aware of her made up character being in a relationship with the made up/illusionary love interest, can i ask what you mean by being aware of it? i know that what i (character) call "thinking" or "imaginining" is actually me (THAT, self, etc) seemingly living out that life or scenario. but what i don't understand is how do we be aware of that thing or scene or life, consistently?

basically like i said, im not looking to experience a relationship like the other anon but rather i just wanna observe an illusionary life where i (THAT, self) appears as a completely different human. of course, right now it is "experienced" because i'm aware of it rn. if i weren't aware of the beautiful, rich, popular character i wish to appear as, then i wouldnt be typing this ask ofc! so i'm not asking hOw Do i GeT, HoW dO i ExpEriEnce 😭😭😭 bc i understand all that. i just don't understand how to CONSISTENTLY be aware of the character i want to.

i daydream about it often (disclaimer, ik daydreaming is a concept and its all just self being aware but i couldnt figure out a less confusing way to word it) but eventually this current character has tasks and responsibilities it needs to tend to, which kinda occupy awareness. like if im doing dishes, in that moment im not aware of the life i want to be aware of cuz im sidetracked. so how do i get to the point where i am continuously aware of what i want? i cant sit and daydream ALL day (again i just could nawt find a better way to word it LMAO) so how do i decide what i'd like to experience and STICK myself to it, being aware consistently and not getting sidetracked by the other characters life (the one whos sending this rn)

Hi! So the first point I want to make is you are already effortlessly aware of EVERYTHING, no matter what appears to be happening. When you say "I'm aware of the character doing the dishes and not my desired character" this is misidentification. No, you don't need to "daydream" all day. What you truly are doesn't need to "persist" in making anything happen. Everything is already happening in the now.

Next point I want to make is there's nothing and no one here that's experiencing an "old life." You said you understand that daydreaming/imagination is the same as experiencing it, but you're still creating a duality when you say you get "sidetracked" from "being aware of the new life" with tasks the character has to do through out the day.

No one is truly here doing anything. There's nothing for you to "do", just BE. Stop paying attention to thoughts saying "well I'm doing the dishes that means I'm not aware of my dream life" or "i need to find time to daydream otherwise i can't live my dream life"

My advice for the other anon (and "you") is to do nothing. " " Is always experiencing “ " no matter what thoughts are saying. Don't attach yourself to them.

#how to be aware #awareness #consciousness

[alexthesillybilly]

Guys im. Not doing good and literally the ONLY THING that is making me feel good rn is springtrap x reader content please help me. I have to write but it might not be as good as I want bc yk. My brains dealin with some stuff right now so. Here's the first part of the fanfic I'm writing, called dead flowers!!! (This one's serious unlike MIILWAC 💀) basic plot, you were hired to do a safety inspection on an old animatronic some guy found. Uhh yeah. This is the meeting story for all my springtrap x reader stuff I write!! :))

You'd talked to the guy who found this old thing you were about to go see, and even he seemed to know nothing about it. He was probably going to be scrapping it for parts, but wanted to make sure it wasn't valuable or whatever. All anybody really knew were the few details you'd heard: it's an old SpringBonnie suit/animatronic from an old diner back in the 80s, it's horrifying, and there's probably a corpse in it.

Well, the last part wasn't true. Maybe. Hopefully. Everyone who'd seen it had said that there was definitely a corpse in there, but the man who found it - you'd forgotten his name, if he'd even told you - denied it completely. So, you were pretty sure you were about to see a decaying human corpse. Maybe you should've been a little hesitant when you were sent into the room with the animatronic alone, with a flashlight as the only light source, but it was too late to back out, now. As much as this was definitely not how you wanted to be spending your friday night, at least you were being paid.

Even if that pay was barely useful for anything.

Okay, maybe you were just extremely curious to see the animatronic.

Checking to make sure you had your phone and flashlight, you shut the door to the room.

Okay. Yeah, there was definitely a corpse in there. You couldn't see it yet, but it sure didn't smell like an alive human to you.

Slowly approaching it, you clicked on your flashlight and crouched down beside the.. thing. It was in a very sad and pathetic position, like a way you'd sit when you were giving up on something. Poor thing looked like it hadn't moved in years.

Shining your flashlight on it to see it better, you finally took in how terrible this thing looked. Matted fur, rips and tears everywhere, wires sticking out, and wasn't the animatronic supposed to be yellow? Because it wasn't. It was more like the color you'd get if you set yellow in a swamp and then killed something on top of the yellow. Speaking of that, were those bloodstains on the fur? And yes, those were definitely actual human organs you could see.

You debated if you should call the police or something, but you figured they might not believe you if you told them there was a corpse in this 40 year old robot.

You'd just deal with this yourself.

Doing another scan of the flashlight over the whole thing, you noticed something. When you moved the flashlight from its face down to the body, there was still a slight glowing that was not there last time you did this. You froze.

There was a light coming from the eyes.

Okay, calm down, maybe they were those glow in the dark type of things that glowed when exposed to light. That had to be it. So you kept doing your job, checking all the parts.

There was a clicking noise.

Maybe you'd just touched something accidentally-

The glow was stronger. Looking up, the eyes of the suit were now opened. And staring at you.

You stood up as fast as you could. It was definitely not supposed to do that. Keeping your eyes on the animatronic, you backed off quick towards the door before it made a noise. It caught you off guard and you stopped.

You were now just staring at each other. You took a cautious step back towards it.

It tilted its head forward a bit, the ears making a mechanical clicking noise as they moved. Maybe you had accidentally set off a movement trigger?

But that noise it had made - it had been too human.

Once you convinced yourself it was safe again, you sat back down in front of it. You took out your notebook to record what was happening-

And it moved again. A very slow, and painful, by the looks of it, movement, but it was movement. Its arm raised slightly, enough to move the hand and point at your notebook. You stared at it, then down at your notes. Taking a breath, you supposed if this.. Somehow were a human, you'd have to talk.

"Uhm- this?" You held up your notebook. Its hand position changed, like it was gesturing for you to do something.

"You- you want it?" You asked, confused. Slowly, it nodded yes.

You checked to make sure there was nothing important in it, and there wasn't, so you hesitantly handed the notebook to the... Whatever this was. It looked at you, as if expecting something else.

"What?"

It pointed again at your pencil. Oh. You handed it that, too. Was it about to write something?

Apparently it was, because it got to writing as soon as it took the pencil. Its jerky hand movements, though not graceful in any way whatsoever, shocked you. You were starting to wonder if this was all some weird dream.

It handed the notebook back to you, and you read what it had written. In very messy, sharp writing, it said;

"dont scrap"

You read it a few times.

How had it known they were planning to scrap it?

"How did- we weren't going to- but, how did you know that?" You stared at it again.

It's ears perked slightly. It looked at the notebook and you handed it back.

"heard"

It had heard you from multiple rooms over talking to the other man.

"Well, we... We won't." You said, and it seemed to relax.

It was silent for a bit. Finally, you broke the silence.

"I have so many questions."

#self shipping community #springtrap x reader #springtrap #fnaf 3 #fnaf #fnaf f/o #fnaf x reader #x reader #fanfic #william afton x reader #yooo im writing!! #dead flowers fic #girl talk

[sturniolowhore]

☁️ THE PROJECT #2

summary ⎯ a biology project; that's all it is intended to be, a matter of communication amongst classmates in order to succeed yet the more time chris and aluna spend together, the harder it becomes to distinguish the line between requirement and want. they are required to work together, to spend time with one another and to exist beside one another until suddenly it doesn't feel forced. what is supposed to be simply completing a project turns into an unmistakable connection of hearts.

part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6,

warnings ⎯ chris x fem!poc!oc, cursing, fluff, grumpy!oc and sunshine!chris, eventual smut, not proofread, mentions of anxiety, toxic homelife, mentions of selfharm, angst, hurt and comfort, etc.

A/N ⎯ another series baby! i know i said it would be one long fic but i wanted to get some writing out soon. i've written a few parts so i'll post them all rn but there's more to come eventually!!

i hope you enjoy <3

❛ ━━･❪ ִ ࣪𖤐 ❫ ･━━ ❜

chris walked towards the door as he heard the bell chiming, his chain dangling a little from the pace he was walking at. he opened the door and saw her in all her glory, looking more flawless than ever. he was genuinely surprised he didn't know who she was before he was partnered up with her. neither him nor his brothers knew of her presence and she was literally in their fucking class. he shook the thoughts from his mind quickly, allowing her to step inside.

"hey," he smiled at her, leading her to the living room where she could already see the sprawled out paper and textbooks for their granted subject.

"hi," she mumbled mindlessly, observing the room with curious eyes that had chris holding back a slight laugh.

he took a seat on the couch and gestured for her to follow, pretending he didn't notice the way she purposely maintained a good amount of distance between them. her hands were back to picking at her nails and he frowned.

"do me a favour, pass me that textbook please?" he pointed at a book on the floor and she sighed slowly.

she picked it up and rolled her eyes to herself as she took in the fact that it was significantly closer to him and he could have easily gotten it himself. he knew he was being stupid but she wasn't picking at her skin anymore so he found himself believing it was worth it.

"so how do you want to do this?" he questioned, toying with the strings of his sweatpants as he observed her face for an answer.

she turned away from his gaze, not wanting to meet his eyes as she spoke, "i'm not fussed, whatever you want."

"you really like giving me nothing to work with," he laughed a little at her short and very undetailed answers throughout.

good. she found herself thinking before she brushed aside her thoughts and faced him to offer a slight shrug of her shoulders.

"okay... i was thinking we could do it like more of an artistic approach instead of just talking at the class. you any good at art?" he studied her as he spoke, eyes never leaving her.

"i'm okay," she told him simply.

lie. art had been one of her escapes for as long as she could remember. she thoroughly enjoyed seeing her ideas come to life with the swipe of a pencil or the stroke of a brush. it made her feel part of something without having to actually involve herself. her bedroom at home was filled with her art pieces yet here she was, hiding yet another factor about herself because why did anyone need to know a single thing about her?

"okay is good enough," he smiled softly before he continued, "should we start with the similarities and then go onto the differences like the basic structure?"

she nodded her head without even truly understanding what he asked her. she wasn't paying attention. she couldn’t bring herself to pay attention but she still sat beside him on the floor when he started to set out a plain sheet of A3.

"if we're going to do this together, i don't wanna be bored out of my fucking mind," he groaned, pausing his typing on his macbook, "tell me about yourself miss i sit at the back of the class and barely speak."

there it was. one of the reasons she preferred working alone. when she was alone, she didn't need to allow another person to get to know her. when she was alone it was just her and her focus on the work. but she was not alone and chris was smiling at her expectantly. it was too bad she didn't know how to talk about herself or talk at all, for that matter.

"look... this is just a project i'm doing for my final grade. i'm not here to make friends," the initial stab followed by the twist when she saw chris' expression drop for the first time since she had spoken to him.

"i know things about people who aren't my friends," he pushed with a teasing grin; did this boy seriously not know how to take a hint?

"what do you want to know?" her eyebrows furrowed together because she couldn't see why someone would want to dig deep into her of all people.

"night or day person?" the query wasn't really what she was expecting so it took her by surprise and she took a moment or so before she fully comprehended it.

"night," was the short reply he received and well, it made a lot of sense in his head despite barely knowing her.

"i can't even act surprised," he pointed out and she furrowed her brows at him again.

he chuckled at her expression before explaining himself, "you don't seem like the type to love sunshine and all that kind of stuff."

how was it that he was able to read her so easily when they had only just met? it scared her. people weren't meant to read her. this was all a bad idea.

"this is a stupid conversation," another shut down but chris paid attention to the way she continuously refused to hold any form of eye contact with him, almost as though her eyes would share every word she didn't dare speak.

"why do you do that?" he found himself pondering aloud before he could realise what he was doing and take it back.

"do what?" she stared at the floor, burning holes into it with her eyes and only proving chris' point further.

"you don't hold eye contact," he commented and she froze because that was just yet another thing he had learnt about her. why the fuck was he so attentive?

"maybe i just don't want to?" not entirely a lie and certainly not the full truth but it would make do for now.

he stayed silent and she used that as a means of returning to the project, acting oblivious to the way she could feel his eyes trained on her. eventually, he seemed to understand she wasn't going to entertain him and so he got back to work, minimal chatter about the project being the only source of noise in the overbearing silence.

and then she left, as quickly as she arrived and with the same minimal words. she didn't look back when she existed the door and she didn't look through her car window to see if chris was still standing on the front porch. he decided to head back inside when he could no longer view her car and found his brothers who he knew would have at least a question or two.

"how was your date?" nick asked from his seat on one of the stools in the kitchen, a teasing smile planted across his face.

"was she everything you expected and more?" matt giggled alongside him and chris actually groaned out of frustration.

he had told matt and nick she was pretty. it wasn't a lie; it didn't take a genius to realise as such so he had no idea why they were acting like him stating the obvious was the end of the world and him confessing his love. they hadn't shut up about her since chris and her got partnered together and even more so since she arrived at their house, messaging ridiculous things on their groupchat.

"it wasn't a date," he rolled his eyes, taking a seat beside nick and stealing some of his fries in the process.

"so it was bad?" matt pushed and chris threw a fry at him.

"she doesn't talk much, short as fuck answers and only trying to talk about the actual project. it's like talking to a brick wall," he recounted earnestly.

"maybe you're just boring," nick shrugged, earning him a loud scoff from chris.

"maybe she just doesn't like people," matt said something a little more sensible but it also made chris frown because it sounded rather genuine.

it actually made a lot of sense; from the way he'd never heard her so much as speak even though it was approaching the end of high school entirely and the way she attempted to ignore every last friendly approach he tried. yet at the same time, he knew there was something beyond what met the eyes and he thought if he dug deep enough, he would actually find the treasure beneath.

and then his phone vibrated.

aluna🌙

sorry did i leave a bracelet at your house? i think i was playing around with it and forgot to pick it up on my way out

chris (bio)

hold on let me check for you

aluna🌙

okay thanks

chris (bio)

yeah there's this charm one which is definitely not any of ours

aluna🌙

shit i'm sorry

chris (bio)

no you're good! i'll bring it to school tomorrow

aluna🌙

we don't have bio tomorrow

chris (bio)

don't worry i'll find you :)

aluna🌙

okay

chris returned to the kitchen and laughed a little at his brothers' confused glances, "she forgot her bracelet."

"more of an excuse to talk to her," nick beamed and chris shook his head fondly, slipping the bracelet between his fingers and studying the charms closely.

he wondered if there was a story behind them, a reason for those specific charms to have been selected. there were two stars which make the most sense to him. there was also a paint palette and he smiled at that; he guessed she was in tune with art after all. what confused him the most was the little lightbulb. it was very small, barely there, yet he felt like it stuck out the most. it was in the centre and looked the oldest. he was probably reading too much into it but he was one to dwell on things so just maybe it was in his nature.

he spent a lot of the rest of the day examining the charms, far longer than he would like to admit. she just intrigued him, he wanted to know more about her, what was beneath that mask she slipped on so easily. he twisted the bracelet in his hands before he slid it onto his wrist, thankful for the adjustability, in the hopes that he would not forget to take it to school the following day.

❛ ━━･❪ ִ ࣪𖤐 ❫ ･━━ ❜

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