#i should fix the tag but im never gonna

[caramellashton]

'this is like wanting your kid to get better by yelling at them and hitting them… you know it won't change/fix anything.'

EXACTLY I have been saying this for so long!! it's not gonna work and it's just gonna make everything worse. it's not a form of activism to just bully people until they conform to what you want; humans are autonomous people capable of choosing good, and like. we could be in the fandom of another band that doesn't even try, whose fans have given up on them and are just there for the music and the drama, but it's like the minute they do try to do something good they have to do activism a certain way and it almost becomes a kind of purity culture and purity culture is famously about control and not good for anyone.

but it's also people trying to be funny in the comments with thinly veiled frustrations that come out as insults about their appearance (which especially gets to me bc like. does body positivity stop if you're famous? or are they just idealised figures/bodies/personalities for us to look at and pretend our bodies don't change over time and we don't like it when they remind us that they actually do?) or their partners or how they express themselves. and it's the aura of entitlement that erodes their right to autonomy and individuality that gets me, not only because the way we get the creative music they make is them expressing that.

anyway i do think we as a fandom can do better and i want to attempt to start a conversation about that rather than trying to call people out in the comments. still thinking of how. there's a lot of people in the fandom who are struggling and exasperated with life and relate to their songs and the pressure has to come out somewhere; it ends up being in comments they feel like won't ever be seen except for by people who agree with them, at people who seem to far away and too big to ever see getting hurt by their comments. at least that's what I assume happens. but yes, they were bullying a cat

I agree with everything...

Was it always like this? It can't be because this is too much, none of the hate was on me and I couldn't take it, I wonder how the guys (or any celebrity) feels, being judged about the tiniest move you do, it's crazy I would totally lose my mind.

That's not how life is... yes I would love to be a fan of good people but if the gf/partner of the artist you're a fan of is bad and their friends are bad what does that make them? Maybe it's on you, maybe YOU should pick better idk 😭.

#like you don't have to like everyone around the guys they're not your friends. You don't know them. #maybe I'm the worst person to agree to this because yes i look up the ''drama'' or whatever and I'm nosy but i never thought for a second- #-that I can tell them what or who to hang out with... #because it's stupid. like here I am from across the planet and I'm gonna fix 5sos and their friend group yes totally not mental... #please 😭😭 #Also is it activism if you tell them how they should say it and do it? If they say something it's not enough- #-if they don't they're the worst to walk on this earth. If they apologize for a mistake it's not sincere and won't be accepted. #How will anyone change if you don't even let them? #this fandom can do better but will it ever try? Maybe when it's too late. #too late as in they stop interacting with us ever... and i wouldn't blame them.. #call me bald everyday i will write a paragraph about how you ain't shit. you WILL see me in fan wars lmao... ashton is better than me. #are the tags too much? im sorry i feel more comfortable here lol 😭 #ask #5sos

[greetingsfromuranus]

Nothing beats drawing twitter getting fucking demolished in a mildly erotic manner

(I actually drew the 2nd image first but putting it 2nd makes more sense chronologically)

#i have alot of feelings about this site #many many many #socialstuck #what should i tag this whith #ask 2 tag #socialstuck twitter #anyways im gonna put my feelings behind these drawings here #look at the way hes begging for forgiveness #saying 'hey were friends now right?? its ok now??? look i know i messed up but im the victim now! i just need a place to stay?' #'please just- look ill behave ok ill be good-' AUUGH FUCK YOU #i wanna shove soap down its throat #some of me wants to fix him some of me wants revenge #just some real change for once #but twitter is inherently shallow and will never admit its wrongdoing #and just continue to perpetuate the cycle #nothing against the common users of the site- theyre all victims really #most the people saying fucked uo shit are just kids whove been convinced theyre doing yhe right thing and it kinda sucks #but on the other hand alot of them say and do horrible harmful things ti their fellow human beings and thats fucked up #anyways #this is about the character not the poeple #i probably shouldnt need to clarify but anything twitter related really puts me on the defensive #ugh #whump #thats a good enough filter

[iidsch]

we had a meeting scheduled for today for the fanzine thing and no one appeared except me 🤪

#m #recycling the same tags i used for the last post about this #update bcs i just talked to one of the women that was supossed to go to the meeting but i said that everyone should read all the content - #for the fanzine to talk about what needed to be changed and fixed and she said she only read one of two articles i submitted 🔪🔪🔪🔪 #there hasnt been a single time in this project where i said something and other people listened #and i was supossed to become friends with them because you know we are all feminist and have similar ideas #but it's been like 6 months and I havent befriended anyone and after this i genuinely dont want to #once again i try to make friends and it goes badly #i feel like im rapidly regressing into the mentality that i need to learn to be alone bcs clearly i cant make friends no matter what i do #like im just gonna kill whatever part of my brain needs socialization and just become the lonest person in the world #the 'happiness' of making friends is not worth all this suffering #also needless to say im fully on board with the tankies now successfully working in a team is a myth and true socialism cant never win

[ivestas]

Thank you for writing my request, I loved it!! I have another idea but it's a deeper subject so I understand not everyone is comfortable with writing about it. Could you write about a younger reader and the team see self harm wounds and scars while they were injured or while they were changing? (Something along those lines) and what they would do/ react? Xx

what is most precious to you?

Summary: The 141 discover a part of you that you’d wanted to bury.

Tags: TW s/elf harm scars + sui/cide and talk of it, please read carefully/don't read if this topic triggers you, platonic!141 x medic!fem!reader, reader implied to be mentally ill, younger!reader, descriptions of blood and injury, canon typical violence, soap + ghost focused, unedited

Word count: 1.5k

Notes: im glad u enjoyed the previous req anon! i hope I'm able to do this req justice too 🫡

You’d been a part of the 141 long enough for the others to know and trust you.

An esteemed medic that knew medicine and all things fixing like the back of her hand, despite your age—it was a natural skill, it seemed. Your hands were always so damn fast with a gauze—hell, even a dirty rag you’d make use of in an instant. 

You were just good. Reliable. Consistent. Seemingly just a normal young lady whose only eccentricity was the job she chose to be: a medic for a merc group. 

Soap often liked to joke about that normalcy that clung onto you. 

“Bet when you’re on leave you work a 9 to 5 and sleep right at 8. I’m right, aren’t I?”

You snorted. “No, I’d sleep at 9.” 

“Ohhhhh, daring! Don’t be too crazy! Ya might just lose a leg!” 

Even Ghost would sometimes jump in, adding his own joke occasionally. 

“Should I get you a planner for your birthday? A nice, minimalist one with neutral stickers to match.”

You’d scoff and jab back, whether it be at Ghost’s mask or Soap’s current and past hair-styles.

But they never gave you a tough time about it—they were glad that one of them was able to blend back to civvy life with ease. 

Price even said it was his favorite trait—”sometimes, you need the practicality and mindset of a normal lady to get shit done.”

“Thanks?” 

The guys all had a similar image of what your childhood was like: middle-class, parents all stiff-like and old-timey, your favorite hobbies probably were things like football or reading, things like that. 

However, that image shattered during a post-mission intermission. 

Things went wrong, completely askew—the enemies were clearly prepared for the attack, because landmines were everywhere and the area was crawling with hostiles.

It was a resounding loss—many casualties, wounded, etc. 

You could hardly keep up, trying to patch up as many as possible, even when the sky rained of bullets and the air tasted thickly of gunpowder and death. It was like a place between purgatory and hell, a constant flow of shouts, screams, explosions.

It was too late for you to noticed a bullet grazed your arm; it was deep enough to be visible, but luckily it wasn’t aimed low enough for it to shoot into your arm. 

You had ignored the wound—in your mind, it only made sense to focus on the soldiers who were fighting for their lives and riddled with bullet wounds. 

So you just did that: focus on them. 

But, due to the constant movement and strain, the graze only worsened, almost tearing. The adrenaline numbed the pain, but you knew it was gonna hurt like a bitch soon enough. 

Luckily though, Ghost shouted in your ear through the comms. 

“Bravo-1, retreat!—fuckin’ hell—everyone, retreat!”  

You did just that—retreat. 

Huffing and puffing, you were quick to run to the distant chopper you recognized as the 141′s. A haze of sand was the only saving grace as it covered you from the enemies direct line of sight.

Soap pulled you into the helicopter with a quick grab of your wrist, completely unaware of the graze that arm sustained. You let out a sharp hiss of pain, feeling the skin tear just a little more. 

The entrance of the helicopter shut, and with both of you heaving, the plane finally shot back into the air, rocking back and forth the slightest bit. The sound of bullets slowly melted away into harsh whirring and mechanical buzz. 

You took a moment to collect yourself, inhaling sharply before you got up, arm still bleeding. 

But, strangely, you felt it drip along your arm and into your hand, running along your finger—ah, it should’ve been obvious, the sleeve of your wounded arm had completely torn. 

You lifted the arm, examining the wound. 

Scars of varying sizes, textures, and freshness—some having strange bubbly dots, others consisting of messy lines. Some of the fresher scars had torn a little, causing thin lines or red to rise. 

Your blood ran cold. You glance up, hoping—praying—that Soap didn’t see, or even understand the implications. 

But you could see he was staring, the cogs in his mind slowly snapping together. 

You put your arm away to your side, hiding it from his view. 

“Lass—“

“I need a medkit. We have one on the plane?” 

You loathed the look of sadness, of pity that shone in his eyes, pulled at the muscles of his face. 

Don’t. Stop.

I’m not weak. Don’t—I’m not weak! 

A chorus of words, feelings, of palpable dark was what filled your mind now. Insecurity, self-hatred, all of it—you’d been working on it, trying to regulate, to reason with the miasma that had taken ahold of your consciousness.

But, fuck, you’ve revealed it to Soap of all people—he felt bad, didn’t he? Disgusted? Worried? He was gonna tell Price, wasn’t he? That your unfit for the 141, that—

A hand rested on the top of your shoulder.

“Can I patch you up?” Soap asked softly. 

You grit your teeth. Moving away from his hand, you shook your head, glaring at the floor. A small splatter of blood was there. “I can fix it myself.” 

You expected—wanted—him to berate you. 

But he didn’t. He was kind. 

“Sure, kid. I’ll just get ya the med kit—stay put.” 

Another wave of shame rocked you. You sat on one of the small seats connected to the walls of the heli, rubbing away the small bits of dried blood. 

Consumed by your thoughts, you didn’t hear Soap murmuring to Ghost. 

“The kid—she, ah...” He ran a finger along his wrist. “Catch my drift?” 

“Cutting herself?” Ghost said bluntly. 

“Sometimes I wish you had a little more tact, L.T.” 

Ghost ignored him. “They fresh or old?”

“Both,” he sighed, grabbing a med kit from one of the plane’s various compartments. “What’re we supposed to do? Don’t wanna scare off the kid, but don’t wanna leave her on her own devices hacking away at ‘erself!” 

Ghost grabbed the kit from his hands. “I’ll handle this. You sit down—go near the Captain. Try to leave us some privacy.” 

Hesitantly, Soap nodded. “Work your magic, sir.” 

Ghost made his way to the other end of the helicopter where you were. You were hunched over your wound, a deep frown on your face. It’s uncharacteristic, but he knew it was a part of yourself you’d prefer to be shrouded in dark. Suffering wasn’t a nice look, was it?

But it was human. Denying your own right to feel it—it made Ghost frown too.

He sat beside you, kit in his hand. You had finally looked up then, alarmed. 

“Gimme your arm, kid.” 

You opened your mouth.

“Not leavin’ till I patch your arm up, so don’t even try.” 

Shamefully, you lifted your arm slowly. 

He took it with gentle but firm hands, a thumb running along a faint scar. 

Ghost opened the kit haphazardly with another hand. 

“When I was your age—maybe a little younger—couldn’t find much meaning in everything.”

He lifted his hand from your arm and grabbed alcohol and a small cotton rag. Dampening the rag with alcohol, he drew it to your arm, rubbing away the excess blood and cleaning the wounds. You didn’t make any noise, only breathing raggedly. 

“The suffering was pointless, in my eyes; thought, ‘this isn’t bloody fair’. Born in a shitty house with a shitter father, food hardly ever on the table, my mind deteriorating, and the world cast in deep gray.”

You nodded. 

Ghost grabbed a bandage gauze, unravelling it and wrapping it gently around the graze and the scars. It was calming, watching him work away, even if the wrapping was a little clumsy. 

“The harsh reality came a little while later, and it’s that people like me—us—we gotta work hard for shit to change. That this weight forced upon us, it’s only we that can shed it off. It’s still not fair—frankly, suicide is easier. Thought of doing it for the longest time... But...” 

He shook his head. “In my eyes, it’s a coward’s way out. We should never die by our own hands—there’s always something to live for.”

“What are you living for?” 

“Mmmm.... For tomorrow’s pint.” 

You laughed. 

He grabbed a safety pin and pinned the end of the gauze. “...now, I know it’s ‘silly’ to say, but you know we’re here for you?—the 141′s got your back, kid—how about this, let’s make a deal.”

“Yeah?” 

“You ever have the urge to cut yer arm, you come straight to me, or the others. They’ll listen. They care.”

They care.  

It’s weird, but hearing the words said out loud, it hit you. 

They really care. 

You took in a shaky breath. “Thank... you.” 

“It’s no problem at all, kid. Stay strong.”

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Masterlist

Requests are open

#modern warfare x reader #modern warfare 2 x reader #cod x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #soap x reader #tw s/elf harm #idk if its an unpopular opinion to assume ghost has some variation of depression #but its a personal headcanon! #john mctavish x reader #john soap mctavish x reader #simon riley x reader #mw2 x reader

[russos-ventitre]

georgia stanway x reader | memories from the dark room 🫧

✘ summary: georgia surprises you with a reusable film camera so the two of you can make cute memories together

✘ warnings/tags: tooth-rotting fluff, film date

✘ words: 982

a/n: there isnt enough love for george so im fixing that now, also sorry its short

You sat comfortably in your shared flat, having a late tea in the kitchen as you heard keys jingling outside your door.

"Babe! I'm home! And I've brought presents!" Georgia shouted as she locked the door.

"Presents?" You questioned, pulling her into a tight hug and burying your face in her neck.

The midfielder's arms came around your waist pulling you closer as she pressed a kiss to your head.

"Yeah!" She replied excitedly. "You're gonna love it, babe!"

The two of you pulled away from the hug, you finally noticing the shopping bag dangling from her wrist. Your eyes followed her hands as she pulled out two reusable Kodak film cameras for the pair of you, both in your respective favourite colours. Your heart melted at the sight, previously mentioning before how you were gaining an interest in photography ever since you got your hands on her FujiFilm X100V, never looking back since. Throughout your monthly anniversaries, she would get you photography-related presents, one of them being your precious instant film camera and another being a custom keychain with pictures of the two of you made out of an old film roll. It was small gestures like that, that made your heart swoon for the short brunette.

"George!" You squealed, pulling her into another hug, this time peppering her now flush cheeks with little pecks.

The two of you rushed into the living room, you struggled to contain your excitement, your legs bouncing as you watched Georgia carefully insert the rolls of film into the cameras, handing over yours first. It was your first time shooting on film, only ever shooting digitally on Georgia's camera and your Evo or using your Evo for instant film shots, so you were buzzing with adrenaline.

You held the new toy in your hands ready to test drive it, watching as the brunette shifted herself closer to you, showing you how to properly hold it and not block the lens.

"So if you grab it like this.." She stuck her tongue out, a concentrated look painting her face. "..yeah.. like that, then you should be good to go. This dial here is how you wind your film.. this switch here is how you turn on your flash.. and this button here is your shutter."

You smiled at her through the entire explanation, knowing pretty much everything she said but allowing her to go ahead and teach you anyway, it made you happy watching her so who were you to stop her.

"Can we shoot some film today?" You asked quietly, biting your lower lip, hoping that she wouldn't deny your request.

"Actually I was hoping we could go out into town and take some pictures together... that's kinda why I bought them." She admitted sheepishly, fidgeting with the sleeves of her England hoodie.

The two of you strolled your way through your neighborhood, hand-in-hand, lightly swinging them about as you walked into town. As you walked through the markets Georgia would point out things to you that she deemed 'good photo spots', guiding you to a good standing position and standing behind you to help you take the pictures. It was sweet, it was soft, and you very much enjoyed the feeling of your girlfriend's biceps around you as her hands were on top of yours, helping you stablise and take some shots. You occasionally turning your head to the side mid-photo and placing a quick peck on her cheeks as her face leaned over your shoulder.

"Are you gonna take any, Gee?"

"Y-Yeah.. just wanna help you first.. that's all." She blushed, rubbing the back of her neck.

The midfielder took a step back, watching in awe as you proceeded to take the next few shots of some of the flowers at one of the stalls, noticing how a particular bouquet had your attention. When you weren't looking Georgia talked to one of the workers at the flower stall, asking for that specific bouquet that you were admiring.

Unknowingly, you continued to wind up your film and snap more pictures of your surroundings, feeling a light tap at your shoulder after your 26th exposure.

You turned around to see your girlfriend holding that same bouquet you were admiring. You happily took the flowers from her, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. "You're adorable, Gee."

The two of you continued strolling throughout the market, taking more pictures of cute things and being madly in love with each other. You caught Georgia taking a few sneaky pictures of you whilst the two of you wandered about, blushing every time you saw the flash in your peripherals.

"I'll make sure to send our rolls off to that developing company first thing tomorrow, babe." The brunette replied, placing a soft kiss to your forehead as the two of you walked back home before it got too dark.

A Few Days Later..

"[y/n/n]! Our film is here!" Georgia shouted from the front door, having retrieved the parcel with your prints.

She hurriedly opened up the box, finding two rolls of negatives, all of your photos printed out, and two CDs with the digitals.

"They're beautiful." You sighed, happy that your first time shooting on film was a complete success, thanks to your love.

Georgia smiled at you, seeing that you were satisfied with the prints. "We could make a little scrapbook with them. Have a little scrapbook dedicated to all our dates."

"Yeah?" Your eyes met hers, seeing how her features softened when she looked into yours.

"Yeah." She hummed, leaning close to press a delicate kiss to your lips, your hand coming to cup her face.

The two of you made it a habit, from now on, to always bring film cameras wherever you went, adding more magic to your memories. It was simple yet beautiful and you couldn't imagine doing it with anyone else.

@/you_username

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@/your_username gee bought me flowers 🥹

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stanwaygeorgia only bc youre cute :)))

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[myoddessy]

out with the old, in with the new | w2s/harry lewis

summary —new accounts, new lifestyle, new clubs every night. an insight into just what—and who—youtube's non-youtuber it girl got up to during her split from harry

*once again following the lead of @whoetoshaw and her bog universe's iconic breakup era ALSO, one of the twitter threads is rlly grainy and I'm sorry abt that, i couldn't properly fix it so you have to just zoom in on it 😭

2023, January

2018, July.

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yourusername lay all your love on me 🌻🍹☀️

tagged: zoeleonards, chloemitchells

zoeleonards london reality, greece fantasy 💔😞

yourusername ibiza couldn't come sooner!

wroetominter OMGOMG IVE DREAMED ABOUT YOU RETURNING TO SOCIAL MEDIA

ynfan omg shes glowing 🤩🤩

chloemitchells mykonos has never looked better 🤤😍😘

yourusername love u, lover girl 😘��� ❤️❤️

2018, August.

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yourusername snuck behind a dj booth and had a blast, had a few more shots than I should've, fell more in love with my girls. ibiza, you will forever be famous 🍾✨️

zoeleonards it was nice having the hotel room to just myself and Chloe for a bit x 🤣🤭

ynfangirl DOES THIS MEAN THE MASON MOUNT RUMOURS ARE TRUE??

chloemitchells @ynfangirl who's that? never heard of him 🤷‍♀️

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yourusername ❤️❤️❤️

sidemenfav the way that her, freya, and talia still like each others posts and support each other 💔

liked by yourusername, taliamar, and freyanightingale

ynandharry tobi likes every one of her posts, too. they really are family no matter what 😭

2019, January

liked by pierregasly, zerkaa, mabel, and 30,568 others

yourusername we're able to have semi-classy girls trips, who knew?

tagged: zoeleonards

chloemitchells gutted I couldn't make it, I miss u two beautiful girls 😭❤️

yourusername CHLO!!! it wasn't the same without you, babe xx

zoeleonards I missed placing bets on who y/n was gonna make a move on 💔

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taliaminterr how is your life so aesthetic?? irl gossip girl vibes!!

yourusername babe trust my life doesn't look like this day to day, I only show the fun bits. rn it's 4am and I've got four day old greasy hair, dried mascara under my eyes (I watched UP without taking off my makeup first), and I'm eating cereal and drinking flat coke zero. I am not the standard you should aim for 😭😭

ynslover I love how open and honest she is about her content. she's actually such a good role model

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yourusername apparently people think the party life in my photo dumps is my day-to-day? babes, if I can teach any of you one thing in life, it's that half the shit you see online is fake. half the 'candid' moments are staged, same goes for almost every picture you see. so here's a little dump of my actual reality

zoeleonards yeah guys she's actually so messy it's insane. it makes me want to move out

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yourusername BLOCKING U

ynslover how does it feel to be the most relatable influencer ever even though you're not an influencer?

taliamar omg you've still got the vinyls!!

yourusername ofc, babe! I needed something to remember our days of charity shop hopping

2023, January

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[tinkerbelle05]

Snuggle Bug

Characters: 1610!Miles Morales x Black!Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Miles is such a snuggle bug.

Warnings: none :)

“How long has it been since you've seen the sun?” You jokingly asked Miles. Rather than his desk being filled with pens and sketchbooks, textbooks and pencils replaced them.

You watched in amusement as he lets out a scream, clearly not expecting you. “How did you get in here?”

“Well when two people love each other very much-” You were interrupted with a pillow thrown at you. “Okay, okay, no need to be so aggressive.” You looked over at his desk, “What test?”

“Uh Trig,” he responded.

You give out a wince to it. You never liked Trig or math in general. Plus the teacher was a hag with a terrible wig.

“Maybe you should take a break. Take a nap with me,” you suggest to him slyly.

“As much as I would love that, I have to study for this test next week,” he tells you. “But afterwards, I promise.”

You fix him a look and rolled your eyes, “Okay fine. In the meanwhile, can I look at my pictures?”

“Fine,” he huffed out and went back to studying.

Smiling with joy, you went to Miles’ sketchbook collection and looked for the one with your name on it. He had a whole book dedicated to you in multiple styles and mediums.

Some were realism while other cartoonish. Sometimes he used nothing but graphite pencils and the white of the page while other times he used markers, colored pencils and pens all in one drawing.

You could get lost in the pages, feel giddy every time you saw a new drawing of you. It made you feel loved.

“Okay, I’m done.” Miles announces and stretches his body causing bones to crack and pop.

“Wow, who knew you were such an old man,” you muttered under your breath, eyes still in the book.

Suddenly you felt a large weight on your back, trapping you in the bed. It could only be one person.

Miles snuggled into the nook of your neck and you hear a muffled no. Then soft snores reach your ear and you let out a sigh as you subsumed to your fate as a human bed.

You light jabbed Miles with your elbow because if he's going to use you like this, the absolute least he could do is help you get your bonnet. This hair wasn't cheap.

“Okay, okay I’m gonna get it,” he said groggily and wiped the sleep from his eyes. He extended his arm and you grabbed it immediately.

“Don’t you dare use your web shooters to get my bonnet,” you warned him. The last time he did that, you literally had to throw the whole bonnet away. It was your favorite too.

He grumbled but got up to get it anyway. He gave you a warm smile before fitting the bonnet around your head gently and kissed you on the cheek.

He laid on his bed with a deep sigh but he looked at you with bedroom eyes, half-lid and a lazy smile. And you just sit there, on the bed admiring him. It was amazing how he could do so little and still look so beautiful.

“You gonna join me down here or…?” He questioned but didn't wait for an answer. He pulled you into his arms and returned his face into the nook of your neck. Eventually, your legs tangled and twisted together into one, and with your combined body heat you quickly went to sleep.

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[stevens-fanclub]

YIPPEE ok so. My headcanons are honestly pretty basic and honestly are mostly just phone guy related in general, but I feel like some of y'all might enjoy even if I know some of them are probably things other people thought of already. I like to imagine that since phone guys lack actual facial features - and hence being incapable of making proper facial expression - that their rotary dials sort of act as their "face" instead; as in, the dial shifts or turns on its own depending on their thoughts/emotions. Like, for example, the dial could do a faint and brief twitch like an eye twitch when irritated, or spin faster the more intense an emotion (depending on said emotion and/or interpretation). I also imagine that, despite typically trying to act calm and stoic (as a manager "should be"), Steven (among some other phone guys) tends to do small little nervous stims without really realizing it; fixing and/or grabbing his tie, fixing his sleeves, twirling/fidgeting with his receiver's cord, foot tapping, checking the time a little too frequently, that sorta thing. I also have that same little headcanon as many that, yaknow, phone go ring when flustered or angry enough. I think it's cute :] This one's not QUITE a headcanon, but absolute shoutout to people who bedazzle his design a little by givin him like. Gold chains on his suit and stuff. 10/10 I love it. Let that man be fashionable he DESERVES it. To those of you who's designs of Steven include little details like the chains or stickers: mwa mwa ily you're awesome /p I also imagine that all phone guys have more "clean" scars than Jack or Dave since they were fixed up in the factory and all. Other than that.. d'ya think they can like. Overheat or bluescreen, considering that, despite being phones, they still have AI and such.. suggesting they're kinda like. atleast partially a computer of sorts as well. for lack of better words. If Steven or any other phone guy bluescreened, they'd probably just be stuck playing a dial tone faintly from their receivers until they reboot. Or overheat when angry/overwhelmed/flustered enough. I think it's a silly thought hehe.. On a sidenote: YEAHHHHHH FELLOW DAVE X STEVEN SHIPPER WOOOOOO!!! As a Dave I agree, though it's sad that I never really see that much of it. Like.. is there even a proper shipname for it because I've seen a few different takes on it but I've never really seen like... one name that's especially agreed upon. It makes it hard to find content of the ship without knowin' if there's a proper tag for it instead of multiple small ones grr grr /lh -🍆

i may be a steven fanclub acc but im a phone ppl appreciation person in general (aka i love every phone person in dsaf) so i ate those hcs up/vpos

OMGG I LOVE THOSE! never thought about hcs myself before tha. that nervous stims one is my fav im gonna steal it/J

also yea i do imagine they do shit like bluescreen cause i think it's funny

#steven stevenson #dsaf #dsaf steven #dayshift at freddys #dsaf phone guy #steven talks

[acaciapines]

obviously if you’re busy leave this alone but: your tag essay has made me VERY intrigued about Dess and Azzy’s relationship in this AU. Tell me about it?

(also, did you see they did an announcement about Starship Iris season 3? It’s finally gonna happen!)

okay IM HERE TO TALK LOL i will NEVER not talk about this au <3 uhhh under a cut bc. really i should just expect these get super long.

big important note up top: all of this is in! early stages! things are not fully formed and researched yet so please keep that in mind as you read this. ideas might change and will get deeper as i do more work for this au, but since rn im focusing on owl house most of these are my ideas i've had without time to do deeper dives into them.

okay so with asriel i've always sort of written him as this guy who like...has an idea of what is 'normal' in his head, ie, what society wants from people, and what it doesnt want, and he has tried his hardest his entire life to always fit into this box. (think about i know im not well--this is why he's always seen kris as a human. being nonhuman is abnormal and gets you punished in society. to an extent this is also how he views dess being aromantic.)

i think a lot of this comes from fear--asriel IS for sure contorting himself and actively harming himself to stay inside this narrow box of 'normal' (think of this as another sort of prophecy--these are all touching on the same themes). and he applies this same mentality to other people BECAUSE of this fear, because he doesnt want his loved ones to be hurt, to be punished, ostracized, etc by society--which are i wanna be clear VERY MUCH THINGS THAT HAPPEN--but in doing this he sort of just hurts the people he loves. because instead of being someone who rejects these boxes hes like. no we gotta be good and fit into the boxes and then everything will be okay.

so when it comes to dess, dess has always very much Done Her Own Thing, consequences be damned. partly this is who she is, partly this is hashtag undiagnosed and untreated mental illness, the onset of which happens around when shes 18 and everything is going down with the bunker (which is NOT helping at ALL). and so when dess comes back from the bunker asriel does very much go 'oh. shes delusional.' and proceed to be No Help At All.

and like, the thing is dess IS very much having a psychotic break. this bit is very much still in deep research (sidenote: anybody in my audience who has experience w/ these things. feel free to hit me up/dm me lol i'd love to talk through some of my ideas as a sort of preliminary sensitivity read, but of course only do this if you are up to it, no pressure lol bc again we're in early stages) but she has schizoaffective + bipolar disorder. dark worlds dont help with this, asriel SUPER doesnt help with this (he doesnt know her actual disorder--neither of them do, this is the onset of things. but tbf even if he did he Would Not Help asriel is essentially doing everything wrong here.) and what dess needs is literally one single person in her corner but the person who is supposed to be in her corner (azzy) is basically being like 'you are making this up' and shes like im NOT, and everything is all mixed together, terrible, bad, awful, and eventually everything culminates and. we know what happens.

(side note but this is why she and chara work real well together actually--chara gets her when asriel doesnt!!)

asriel never actually like. tells anybody about this though. in his head after its assumed dess and kris have died he sort of just. is like well this proves it. i cant let anybody else i care about go that far EVER AGAIN, because if i was a better friend i would've noticed and i wouldve stopped it and made dess "normal." (yes asriel sucks here. the focus is on the kids but. he's getting an arc. i do promise he will get better but. that doesnt really fix what he's done in the past.)

and all of this is like. it fucking sucks for the people around asriel. in hurting himself he's hurting his loved ones--it pushes dess away, and that relationship is never going to be the same. even when asriel realizes how he fucked up i dont think dess really forgives him. because if asriel had just believed her, or at least even if he didnt actually took her seriously and tried to help, shes like. things wouldve gone differently. and asriel knows this too.

and then when it comes to NOELLE, well. asriel's always been very overprotective of her. terrified the world is going to hurt her. and so when noelle starts experiencing things, things she cant tell if theyre real or not...

she doesnt tell him. she doesnt tell anybody. she keeps it all to herself, and this means its a hell of a lot easier for the player/red soul to manipulate her. and nobody finds out until its too late.

#ask #drkau #hi welcome to the reveal of a real big thing this au is about that i havent mentioned anywhere yet <3 #unless youre one of two people in which case hey. hey guys. #but yeah uh. ive had some thoughts. about what i want to do. try to say. #about prophecy and how that relates to This World Here #and yes the only place i can say those things is in a deltarune au <3 i love my life #also STARSHIP IRIS S3 YES. I SAW. SO EXCITED. #also also. writing this it hit me that holy shit asriel is the monster in 'human monster prince from the dark' isnt he. fuck. god. #GOD BC. if this is all tying back into prophecy...we get the red soul upholding it...azzy upholding it..and ralsei who was supposed to #but shes the one who BREAKS IT. oh my god. okay lemme write this down love having banger ideas in the tags

[cacklefrendly]

actually no, im not gonna restrain myself to the tags. I've never played ANY final fantasy game but i think Emet-Selch is a very cool take on a villain who isn't evil n i have a lot of emotions about him

i initially compared FF14 to a zombie apocalypse, which i don't think is WRONG (Humanity being mutilated imitations of Ascians ≈ Zombies being mutilated imitations of Humanity) but being able to say that AND still appreciate that Emet-Selch is A Villian(tm) depends on some prerequisite over-thinking on the nature of Existence As You and how one would apply that to eldritch beings and as much as i love talking those are some difficult words :/

so instead of zombies — let's go with dogs.

let's sayyy that reports come in, tomorrow, that a horrible Thing will obliterate the world. let's say it's a plague, or a super-parasite. it is On Its Way, and it Will Kill Everything. this is a 100% guarantee.

you're part of a group of the world's greatest minds. this group steps forward and says "hey, we think we can stop this, but we need to test it on human subjects and it will probably kill them." they open to volunteers. millions of people apply. they die, but because of their sacrifices, a solution is found — let's say it's a super-strong pesticide. everyone else survives, but the planet is left a complete wreck.

the world's greatest minds come back again. "we're pretty sure we can adapt our solution to fix the planet, but we need to test it on humans again." again, millions volunteer, and again, millions die, and again, their sacrifices save everyone else. the former pesticide rejuvenates the planet. it might even be better than before.

a third time, the greatest minds speak. "hey, a lot of the people who've volunteered aren't actually dead. they're in comas because of our solution and we've been keeping them alive. we think we can adapt the solution to save them, but we need more test subjects. we won't ask the people to go through this again — we'll use plants and animals instead. it'll put a dent in the ecosystem, but it's the only way."

In response, a new group of people speaks up. "no, we should just stay as it is, the solution has caused us enough pain as it is. we should just move forward and let those people stay gone."

the two groups argue. they fight. a second 'solution' is made, in secret, to kill the first. it's released.

this new solution kills the first and, for the sake of our comparison, turns the entire population into dogs. several dogs, actually. each person becomes several dogs.

only, like, 3 people aren't dog-ed. you're one of them. you're one of the people who saved your species, and now you're looking at the end of it.

what would you do?

would you hate the dogs? i mean, i love dogs. i don't think i could hate them for existing. they didn't ask to exist, after all. maybe you could try living with them? make a fancy snouted mask to fit in? learn to bark and growl like them? maybe you could adopt a puppy, or try to direct a pack. maybe if you get bored you could try making packs fight.

actually, i think you would hate them. just not immediately.

it might take looking into a husky's face and see your best friend's eyes looking through you. maybe it takes being bitten for how loudly you grieve. maybe it takes you seeing them not for what they Are, but for every conversation you'll Never Have Ever Again. every joke and love and loss and petty workplace grudge that they've replaced with bark whine bark bark woof. they're not people. they could never BE people. no matter how much they howl and snap and war and tear into each other's mangy fuckin throats over rotten trash and you cry and sob and plea they're. just. dogs.

i think you'd try to bring humanity back. no matter how many dogs die in the process, i think you'd try. it would be worth a thousand dogs, if you could bring back ten people.

you'd work with the other survivors. you'd plan, and experiment, and lead the dogs in circles, and you'd try and try and try but the mutts keep WHINING and BITING and KILLING and on one hand you can understand the need for survival but this is for THEM this is for US why don't they get that WHY, WHY WON'T THEY JUST LET YOU SAVE THEM?

imagine the joy you'd feel when one day, a dog that's been a little too smart, a little too capable, finally stands up.

it says your name, it looks you in the eyes, and you can tell that it finally sees you.

and then it rips your throat out.

#ffxiv #Emet-Selch #the inherent tragedy of fighting for survival against something else that also wants to survive #but your survival is genuinely predicated on the other NOT surviving #watching alphinaud argue w Emet-Selch was emotionally painful (fond) bc yeah he DIDN'T understand #it was horrible. i love it. why did nobody tell me this game has a gold story #cackle rants #emet selch

[yourfavoritewriter69]

Unhealthy Obsession

a/n hiii angels! sorry for the wait im backkk and i will have the next chapter out soon if you want to be apart of the tag list let me know and i will add you:)) Updated: hi pookies I'm in the car rn traveling to Louisiana from cali so i have alot of time on my hands to try and finish some stories that are in my drafts:) btw dont be shy request stuff:))

tag list: @quicksilversg1rl @pearls4valentine @adamsbubblegumbitch @urhotfathdr

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part one

part two

part three

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tw: 18+ If you don't like smut then please don't read… beyond this there is partying, underage drinking and smoking, adult language, sex, fingering, touching, and kissing.

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part four: time of my life

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You had just walked out the front door just in time for Charlie to be pulling up. You walked over to his car about to get the door when he gets out and walks over to you.

“you look gorgeous.”

you smile “Why thank you Charlie”

“Here lemme get the car door” he opens the door

“thank you” You aren’t used to anyone guys acting like gentlemen considering your father was a dipshit and every guy you’ve dated has been a complete dumb fuck. You get in the car and asure him your all good and he shuts the door. He gets in and looks over at you.

“you do look beautiful y/n” This makes you smile as you look into his blue eyes. Every time you do you get lost in his eyes you glance over every facial feature he is like art perfect.

“thank you Charlie you don’t look too bad yourself,” you said with a smirk he was wearing dark blue jeans a white button-down, and black Converse. You put on your seatbelt and smiled at him. “thank you haha. Okay, are you ready to go?”

“yeah yeah when we get there ill help you set everything up” You smiled he had already started driving “Really? Thank you thank you I wasn't gonna ask you too I didn't wanna make your work cause I mean I invited you as a guest yk?” you giggled “no yeah its okay char of course ill help do you know when Robbie is gonna get there?”

“yeah he should be there around 7:15 ish so we will have just a little time where it's just us” You were looking down at your thighs playing with your ring. You look up at Charlie's hands on the steering wheel. Holy fucking shit he has nice hands I bet he is good with them. You thought to yourself.

Then charlie said “Are you okay? your staring…”

“wait huh oh sorry,” you say trying not to make it awkward knowing you just got caught staring at his hands. You start to say something when you're cut off by his hand finding its way to your thigh. You look and his hand and then at him your cheeks starting to go pink.

He doesn't look at you. All he says is. “well this is what you wanted right? I mean why else would you be staring at him? I bet you imagining more than just this tho right?” he says in a teasing tone. You froze unable to respond. Dear god, you thought charlie walker was this shy nerdy virgin who had never touched a woman where the fuck did this confidence come from.

“I- uhm yeah” you stammer out. You take a deep breath and find some confidence and put your hand on top of his and move it towards your inner thigh a bit. You see him start to blush knowing his boost of confidence was coming to an end and he was getting nervous. It was honestly cute because you knew you were his weakness. But just as you thought he was too nervous to do anything else. He moves his hand up your dress. His hand is resting just below your panties.

When he does this your breath hitches. At this point, it wasn’t a want it was a need you could feel yourself throbbing you needed him to keep going.

Just as you were gonna say anything you guys pull into this dirt parking lot where there is an old barn which is where the sabbathon is taking place. He removes his hands from your thigh and parks. You grab your bag and decide to fix your lipgloss real quick when you're done you see Charlie getting the car door again. “you are so beautiful” he says while admiring you. You get out of the car. “thank you char” He shuts the car door and you turn to face him. You look up at him. You wanted to kiss him. while using the triangle method he put moves your hair out of your face and behind your ear. “can I kiss you?”

Without responding you kiss him. The kiss slowly turning to a make out he has you pinned against the car his hands exploring your body. In between kisses he murmurs “so perfect”. He starts kissing down your neck leaving a few hickies on your neck and collarbone. He bites you a bit on your neck causing you to whimper. His hands travel down your body and up your dress. “Wait,” you say. “is everything okay” he stops kinda scared he did something wrong. “what time did you say Robbie is gonna be here?”

“around 7:1-” his phone rings. It's Robbie he picks it up

“Hello?”

“I'm sorry Charlie is running a little bit late ill probably be there around 7:30”

“it's okay dont worry me and Y/n can set up I don't think people are gonna start showing up till at least 8:30”

“ok ok see you at 7:30 maybe”

-he hangs up the phone-

Charlie turns back towards you and smiles. “well Robbie is running a lil late but do you wanna go inside n set up so we can chill out till people get here?”

“sure” You guys grab a few things out of the car and the chairs are already inside you just had to set them up. Charlie set up the projector and stuff while you set up chairs. When you guys are done you can't wait any longer and throw yourself onto him kissing him hard. he puts his hands on your waist backing you into the wall. This time he doesn't wait to slide his hands into your panties drawing small circles on your clit causing you to whimper but you are trying to stay quiet

“nono I want to hear your pretty noises angel” he kisses you while pumping and curling two fingers in and out of your aching pussy. You moan into the kiss knowing your gonna cum soon. “Charlie” you whimper out “Yes angel?” he says

“m gonna cum” he continues pumping his finger in and out a little harder and touches your clit. You are a whimpering mess. “Shh shh, I know I know” You feel the pressure in your stomach release as you whimper his name and cum all over his hands. taking a few deep breathes you look up at Charlie. “you did so well for me angel” he says

“Now be good open up” You open your mouth and suck his fingers clean. “good girl,” He says while having a hand on your jaw making you look up at him. He Gives you a quick kiss and pulls you into a hug hands around your waist and slightly rubbing your back. “you did so good are you okay?”

“yes I'm okay thank you Charlie I didn’t know you were so good with your hands” you kinda giggle and pull out from the hug. “well I’ve thought abt this situation a lot and I just wanna make you feel good” What you didn’t know is thinking about this happening isn’t the only thing he has done. But we will get to that another time. He checks his phone its 7:45 and robbie isnt here yet but kirby is parking and walks in to you and charlie standing close together looking at his phone and giggling at something. Kirby is jealous but doesn't say anything abt it.

“hiii” you look up to see kirby

“Helloo Kirby” You hug her and she hugs Charlie but not a friend hug you notice but shove it off. “I have drinks in my car and Jill is on her way. Also I few of the football players are picking up a keg”

“Okay cool,” Charlie says smiling at Kirby. You can see the way he looks at her. You wonder if you're just reading too much into things Or if Kirby had a chance with him. Like I know he was just making out with you and fingering you but you honestly thought he wanted her.

It’s hard because Kirby is your friend and you font wanna let a boy come between you guys but Charlie wasn’t just any boy you were falling for him And you couldn’t risk losing him…

#rory culkin #i need him #charlie walker #rory culkin is so fine #husband #charlie walker fanfic #long hair boys #rory is so fine #charlie walker smut #on my knees rn #unhealthy obession

[samnia]

I FINALLY figured this shit out so could u maybe please make a Twdg Marlon x reader where maybe someone else in the school has a crush on the reader but Marlon also does or possibly the reader is really unpredictable and just kinda disappears and reappears out of nowhere, thanks for reading this ifu did😋😋

he third party is named Vicent (after Vicent martella)

Marlon had asked half the school where you were and still didn't have an answer! He hoped you weren't with Vicent, Marlon could sense that he was fond of you, maybe even trying to distance you away. But that wouldn't work. Being in one place for too long will bore you. Perhaps it's the same for a certain someone. He was going to need his coat back too, as winter was approaching.

Marlon saw Clementine pat A.J. on the back and hand him his pistol, then make sure it was loaded. Once A.J walked away, Marlon approached him. "Hey bud. Do you know where Y/n is?" Marlon asked, that came off more desperate than he expected. "Oh, she's gonna show me how to make maple syrup." He answered, A.J. mispronounced the "maple" like apple. It was understandable. It's possible he just heard of it until now. Being born in a place where there's no time to discuss past customs explains it well enough.

"Can I come with you?" Aj shook his head, a simple yes.

after a long walk there you were. Marlon was relieved. He was going pull you into a hug until a familiar voice spoke, "Hey Marlon, didn't know you were tagging along." Vicent said. Marlon sighed with disappointment. "We're almost done, I don't know why you'd come now." He teased. "Look, im here to be of use. Holding a twig isn't." Marlon snapped, subtly pointing at his hand. The tension between the two was ever-growing, and it was only a matter of time until Marlon punched him.

"Well, on the bright side, we have enough sap for everyone. A.j., try some!" A.j. walked over and cautiously hovered over it, "Y/n, is it poisonous?" He questioned.

"I can vouch y/n. It's good." Said Marlon. A.j. looked at Marlon hesitantly, and then dipped his finger in the pot and tasted it. "It tastes sweet." He claimed. A smile crept on his and Y/ns face, and Marlon cherished that. "It wasn't bad after all, was it? But I have to ask you and Vicent something. Can you go back to the school and ask Omar to cook it?" Y/n asked

"Yeah, you want to come along?" Vicent said. "I have to do other stuff." Y/n picked up a bucket and motioned for Marlon to join her. She held Marlon hand while walking to the fishing dock, making Marlons heart race faster than before and blush. "It's been a while since we were alone." Marlon said, picking up a spear and gifting the other to Y/n.

"Yeah, it reminds me of, never mind." They hushed. "Wait, of what? If you mind me asking." Marlon asked. He was intrigued. It wasn't every day Y/n speaks of the past. "When the outbreak happened, I'm going to be honest. All I wanted to do was be by you." Y/n whispered. He had lost he composure, but regained it and smiled. "I was childish back then. So you wanted to be with that?" He chuckled, Y/n replied, "I was too, so does it really matter?.

"Not really. I never thought you'd enjoy my company. I think we should get to fishing." They walked back.

Marlon had seemed unfocused. for example, he aimed to catch a fish but instead missed it, and his spear broke on a rock. "Dammit. I'll get another one. Stay here."

" I'll fix it, Your face looked red. What was on your mind?"

Marlon gulped at the question. He had wanted to spend time with Y/n and get some time alone with them to talk. However, his thoughts had been on something else, something that had been bothering him for a while now. "Nothing, just stressed about Vicent. That's all," he lied. "If you don't mind, why?" Y/n said. That encouraged Marlon to speak a small portion of what's on his mind.

" think you can trust Vicent? He's been shady lately." He whispered. "Kind of. Thanks for worrying about me, but that's not usually like you." Y/n teased. Marlon tensed up. "I can't help it, especially when it's you on the line." That came out more flirty and sincere than expected.

"I reckon that's not the only thing on your mind."

Marlon grabbed ahold of their hand. "You're right, I wanted to tell you, but it wasn't the right time. I've liked you for a while now." He finished. Y/n didn't seem to be involved, so in Marlons eyes, he could be rejected. Right here, right now.

Y/n smiled, "I've been waiting for you to say that."

Sorry for leading it off like that. I have some things to do, so I haven't had much time, I liked the first half, but the rest kind of died off. Critism is also welcomed, but don't be a dick about it.. Y/n lowkey has like 13 words the their name tbh

#x reader #dumb stuff #twdg marlon headcanon #twdg marlon imagine

[faithinhome]

Neighbor Next Door- Stephen Strange / Female OC

18+ | Minors please DNI

Summary: anna had always thought the doctor next door was attractive. and one interaction left her itching to get more of him.

Tags: age gap (25F & 40M), cheating (but not in the way you’d think), strong language, smut.

Chapter 1: 60 Seconds, Only

"you put a halt to an entire party because a 40 year old man told you to turn it down a little bit?" sam raised a brow, shaking his head.

anna crinkled her nose and shook her head, "why did he and now you, bring his age into this?"

"because, you're acting ridiculous" sam rolled his eyes. "what do you think he's gonna do? fall in love with a 25 year old girl while he's married and also 15 years older than you?"

"look, i never said i wanna be with him" anna sighed. "i can't help that i like him. he's just so hot"

sam opened his mouth to talk but shut it right up. he couldn't argue with that. the man was definitely hot.

"all i'm saying is" anna continued. "i'd just like some attention once in a while"

"fuck no" sam protested immediately. "no way. he's married."

"i said some attention. like distant looks and whatnot. i'm not asking to fuck him."

"still no. emotional cheating."

"that's bullshit" anna rolled her eyes. "you've never had a crush on anyone else outside of a relationship?"

"never strong enough to act on it" sam countered. "it's in your best interest to drop it"

"who’s asking anyone to act on it? that’s my whole point. passive attention isn’t acting on it."

“still no.”

“okay, prude” anna rolled her eyes.

"don't make me say it" sam warned and anna playfully smacked his arm.

“call me a slut, i don’t care.”

"can't you find someone your own age?" sam asked as they made their way to the bookstore.

"what? like jeff passed out on my couch last night?" anna asked pointedly. "sure. because guys my age are just so delightful"

sam was running out of arguments so he just changed the topic. he knew anna wasn't a home wrecker so he decided not to stress on it too much. she hated cheaters. she also talked a lot of shit that she really didn't mean pretty much 99% of the time.

...

so, sam wished he'd continued trying to put pressure on anna to keep it in her pants because her slut o' meter was about to break anytime and sam blamed himself.

it all started when sam walked out of her room one day while they were hanging out, watching anna frantically undress and put on a pink skimpy swim suit and grab a spray bottle, spraying her hair and body.

"uh, are we doing a photoshoot?" he piped up, causing her to jump. "perhaps, pre-wetting ourselves for the beach?"

"ew" anna crinkled her nose. "no, shut up. we got strange and palmer's mail, im gonna go return it to them"

"and then go join them in their pool?" sam raised a brow.

"no". that was the only explanation anna provided as she checked herself out in the mirror, fixing her hair.

she knew she couldn't just show up in a bathing suit acting like this is just how she dressed. so instead, the sheen liquid on her hair and body was going to give the idea that she'd just come from the beach.

"this.. might be a bit too slutty to show up at their door" anna murmured to herself.

"ya think?" sam joked.

anna grabbed a long, sheer chiffon from the floor and put it on before grabbing the envelope. "that should do.”

"yeah, that definitely helps" sam responded sarcastically but his friend was out of the door before he even finished the sentence.

anna rang the bell without a second thought. she didn't quite feel nearly as confident as she looked.

but she'd learnt from a young age to fake it, and now it came a lot more naturally to her. except for maybe when an insanely charming neighbor was involved.

when the door opened, she was met with soft green eyes and a polite smile.

"oh hey there, ms. palmer" anna flashed a smile, a little sad it wasn't stephen that opened the door.

"hi" christine smiled, appearing a little confused.

"oh um, i got your mail by accident, i guess" she started as she handed her the mail.

"food's ready babe" anna heard a lower register come up from behind christine and she felt her stomach flip.

heat flushed her cheeks as he showed up behind christine, his eyes falling on anna.

"oh thanks, love" she smiled at stephen. "she was just dropping off our mail."

anna waved a quick hello at stephen.

to ensure this visit wasn't short lived, she added, "and im really sorry about the party last saturday night. i'll remember to keep it down more often. and uh, thanks for being so nice about it.”

stephen quickly scanned anna as he gazed between the two. quick enough for her to not have noticed. almost as if to compensate, he wrapped his arms around christine, smiling over at their neighbor. "no worries"

christine just smiled and nodded in response and anna figured it was time to get out.

"have a good day, you guys." she smiled and backed away. "see you around"

"thanks for the mail!" christine smiled before closing the door.

"wish i could go to the beach today" christine said as she put the envelope into a small tray with the others, deciding to open it later.

"i know" stephen cleared his throat as he set the table for breakfast. "but duty calls."

"sadly" she smiled as she slid into her seat. "thanks, love.”

stephen was still a little smitten from the little interaction he'd had with their neighbor.

he was always respectful of women and he really didn't want to think about why anna had showed up at their door... looking like that.

was it just in his head? was he just being a sexist dickhead? or did she definitely have some reason behind showing up like that, especially after how their interaction went last night?

either way, stephen was definitely slightly turned on. just slightly. no one could do it for him like christine did. and he knew that the moment he glanced over at christine and a soft smile grazed his lips.

the two did some lovemaking before they left and stephen could definitely admit to himself that he imagined it was his neighbor beneath him, just for a small minute.

60 seconds, only.

...

sam should have also said something when wanda came over to bake some cupcakes and anna offered to take them to their neighbour, under the pretence of her starting to learn how to bake.

but wanda didn't protest, and so sam decided maybe it wasn't a deal big enough for him to say anything.

besides, anna was dressed in a cute yellow sundress. she didn’t look like she was dressed for seduction.

anna didn't want christine to grow suspicious for everytime she showed up at their door looking like a slut. besides, she did not want to be a homewrecker or make christine feel uncomfortable. she just really wanted to see stephen but she barely ever got to see him.

however this time, it was stephen who was shirtless when he opened the door. and what's worse? his body was sheen with sweat.

heat flushed to anna’s face the moment the door swung open.

and her eyes shamelessly dropped to his chest, her mouth going dry at the sight before her.

"oh um hi, doctor" she spoke softly, forcing herself to meet his eyes.

he had a small smirk on his face. fuck, had he noticed anna’s demeanour change? was he... proud of himself?

anna shook off the thoughts. she was reading too much into it because she was so insanely infatuated.

stephen honestly wondered if anna ever wore a bra? every interaction that he's had with her so far, he’d always been able to, see things. it’s not like he was ogling all the time. they were just always…there.

he also shook away those thoughts. that was none of his business. and he was probably just being a jerk to ponder over that.

"hi, neighbour" he smiled and nodded. "how's your thursday going?"

"great!" anna smiled. “um, so i recently started baking. and uh, well, sam's always going on about how i need to stop being a hermit and socialize more so i decided to bring my neighbours some of the cupcakes i baked?"

totally innocent visit and here stephen was, thinking like a fucking perv. he nodded with a soft smile and reached out to grab the tray from her. "those smell incredible, thank you so much. christine loves cupcakes."

anna smiled, her heart beat picking up. "oh wait, um, do either of you have a nut allergy?"

she felt so stupid now for not having thought about it before.

"nope" stephen smiled. "we're pretty much clear when it comes to food allergies. got lucky that way"

anna chuckled softly and nodded. "you sure did. hope you enjoy the cupcakes!"

once they said goodbye, and stephen closed the door, he began to think about what it was that drew him to his neighbour.

sure, objectively, she was definitely hot.

but it was just the sheer confidence she radiated, that always really got him. he liked strong women. that's why he ended up with christine.

besides, she was always incredibly sweet.

stephen wasn't too bothered by his feelings of attraction though.

it was just a harmless crush. maybe not even that. just a harmless infatuation. that's all. that couldn't possibly be a crime, could it?

...

sam realized he'd really fucked up when him, wanda and anna ended up at a party that stephen was also present at. and he realized anna was downright flirting with him. and he knew he had to pull her away before she acted more and more like an idiot.

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a/n: chapter one’s here!! guys!!!! i cannot fucking believe the positive reception this fic got from the prologue. i’m so excited that you all are also just as excited for this fic. chapters are gonna be getting longer and have more stuff happen so get excited!

also, i personally use the word slut as not a derogatory term, but as a simple word. i don’t see being slutty or being a slut as a flaw. which is why i use it so freely. but if that’s not for you, i acknowledge that.

but if you still wanna keep reading and want to be on a tag list, let me know!!

also, i forgot to add a 18+ warning on the prologue so any of you that started reading from the prologue are minors im so sorry i love you all but please dni 🫶🏼

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STRAWBERRY ✯ 𝙕𝙃𝘼𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝘼𝙊!

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synopsis: 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥

pairing: Zhang Hao of ZB1 and fem!oc

status: ongoing

chapter 11: deal

the next day, rina woke up to a slew of good morning messages to hao. 

haohao 🐼:

good morninggg nanabear

10:15am

good morning?

i rlly pulled out that cringey nickname for u

and this is how you repay me ?

11:00am

even he was weirded tf out..

12:15pm

you better be dreaming abt me

12:45pm

riri 🐼

i was dreaming abt juyeon actually 😘

good morning haohaobear 

that doesn’t sound as cute as nanabear

haohao 🐼

yeah you're sick

and it’s afternoon now idk if you know this yet

riri 🐼

wrdgaf

what are you doing today?

haohao 🐼

im literally about to die of boredom

i kept scrolling youtube and got to the point where i’m watching a honey

badger fight off a bunch of lions

riri 🐼

you know what would make your day better?

haohao 🐼

hmm idk humor me

riri 🐼

buying breakfast and bringing it to meeeee

haohao 🐼

you're gonna give me a house tour?

riri 🐼

house is a strong word

it would take one 360 spin and you're done!

haohao 🐼

send me the address and i’ll be there asap 

riri 🐼

this is why you’re my favorite person on the planet kinda

rina sprang up from her bed, eager to get ready to see hao. she may or may not have hastily stuffed everything in sight into her closet to create the illusion of cleanliness. when he said "asap," he meant it. in the midst of fixing her hair in front of the mirror, the doorbell buzzed.

"who is it?" she teased.

through the peephole, she could see his amused expression. "vogue 73 questions."

the moment she opened the door she yanked him in roughly.

“are you trying to dislocate my shoulder?” he pouted.

“my neighbor is on the balcony.” she closed the door behind him.

“you’re acting like i’m beyonce. i promise you the grandma living next to you has not a clue who i am.” he plopped on her couch, laying out the breakfast on the coffee table. 

the two shared a meal while binge watching dramas. "watching" might not be the most accurate term; they chatted incessantly, offering commentary on every single scene. they were the kind of people you should never go to the movies with—they'd talk your ears off, sounding more like characters themselves than the ones on screen.

as they progressed through the episodes, they found themselves gradually edging closer on the couch. each thought they were slyly shifting a millimeter every ten seconds. eventually, they both scooted over at the same time, resulting in them turning to each other and bursting into laughter at their synchronized stupidity.

“you thought you were slick,” rina laughed at hao’s shocked face.

“me? you were doing the same thing!” he poked her side.

he gave in to his wants and snaked his arm around her, snuggling into the crook of her neck. even peppering faint, feathery kisses on her collarbone.

“hao, are you trying to put me into cardiac arrest?” rina whined.

as his kisses ventured lower, rina’s doorbell buzzed unexpectedly. they looked at each other confused as she wasn’t expecting anyone.

peering through the peephole, she was met with haemin and hyemi waving at her. she quickly turned to how and signaled him to go hide in her room. she opened the door just enough for her to stick her head out, “can i help you?”

haemin pushed the door open, “i thought we could all hang out.” she looked like she was looking for something, more specifically someone.

rina watched them make their way to the couch and tried to sneakily kick hao’s shoes out of sight.

“big breakfast?” hyemi snarked.

“can you guys come another time? i’m planning to go out right now.” rina knew she shouldn’t piss them off given what they know about her.

“where? can we tag along?” 

haemin was almost a whole new person—someone that was one the sweetest best friend rina could ask for turned into somewhat of a mean girl. it was totally out of her character. it truly doesn’t take much for a friendship to turn sour.

“okay, i’m not going anywhere. what is this about?” 

“is there a reason you don’t want us here?” haemin tilted her head with a mocking tone evident in her voice.

“what do you want from me. we all know what this is about; let’s not play dumb.”

“i have a deal for you,” hyemi walked closer to rina “get me jebewon’s phone numbers and address, and i won’t spill the beans about your little relationship.”

rina looked at the girls incredulously. she knew they had bad intentions but this crossed so many lines. haemin was always a big fan of idols, but never displayed sasaeng behaviors. this revelation was a punch to the gut for rina. it always hurts when someone you know so well proves that you didn’t know their true nature

“you don’t even have proof of anything.” she forced out a nervous chuckle.

“you think we don’t know about your park dates? could you be any sloppier?” an insulting tone laced in haemin’s words. “i know he’s in your room, you are so predictable, rina.”

“what would you even do with the phone numbers and address? they could easily change their numbers, and they have security.”

“we could sell information on them,” hyemi chimed in “it’s your choice, you wouldn’t want to see your baby boy get hate, would you?”

“text me your decision, or we’ll do what we have to do.” haemin said before the two finally left.

rina walked over to her room to see hao fast asleep on her bed, she could’ve sworn they only talked for five minutes. she sat next to him and smiled at his cute expression—eyebrows furrowed his lips slightly parted. however, her smile faded once she realized the choice she had to make. how could she possibly win in that situation? she knew the difficulties that would come with dating an idol, but she didn’t know those difficulties would arise from her supposed best friend.

she looked out her windows and doors to see if haemin and hyemi were watching her. she wouldn’t put it past them to do a stakeout for blackmail.

should we just stop seeing each other? she thought to herself. she didn’t want it to come to this, but she felt a great sense of guilt. dating scandals can very well ruin images. she didn’t want to be a source of stress and trouble for him and his group. all these thoughts caused tears to well up in her eyes and soon stream down her face. she didn’t want to lose him, but she didn’t want to hurt his livelihood. i can’t tell him about this.

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hello. hi. hello.

uhm idk if i should tell you this cos its pathetic but i think you should know??? idk why?? but i have cancelled about 10 asks cos idk if i should send one

anyWAYyour story Perzys se Rūkla is very interesting and i have been thinking about it and i was looking for it (to see if it was updated) but then i couldnt and i panicked but then i found it so i just wanted to ask if you tagged people and if so could you please tag me to this story

i have to say this isnt me trying to uhm... pressure you into updating please dont feel that way T_T uhm im going to send this now because if i dont i never will and i will start crying

AHHH, I LOVE YOU FOR THIS!

Thank you, thank you!

Tumblr has fucked the links to my masterlist. I will go through and fix them all tomorrow, so my shit is easier to find.

I'm too lazy for taglists, but I'll bust into your DMs once the new chapter is live and yeet a link at you.

Writing for chapter three is gonna start this weekend. It's a spicy one!

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praying to a ghost that refuses to stay buried

praying to a ghost that refuses to stay buried https://ift.tt/AJ8gzwG by ijusthavealotoffeelings “It was always going to be you, and Cas knew it. He was dead from the moment he met you.” Dean swallowed thickly but he refused to break Gabe’s gaze. “You never cared about him,” Gabe spat. “You only cared about what he could do for you! And you know what? He knew it but he did it anyway! He deserved so much better than you.” “No,” Dean whispered. “No, you don’t get to do that.” Dean shoved against Gabe hard and he stumbled back a step with the force of it. Dean could feel tears stinging his eyes but he refused to cry like this. “You don’t get to tell me how I felt about Cas! Don’t you for one second believe I loved him any less than you did! Hell, I loved him more! More than anyone! I would’ve done anything for him!” Dean is grieving and Gabriel just wants his brother back. With Jack gone, Sam's just trying to hold onto the little family he has left. Even when Cas returns from the dead, with Jack by his side, things don't just magically become okay again. It seems they may all have some truths they need to confess to. Words: 13718, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Jack Kline Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Gabriel & Dean Winchester, Jack Kline & Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Post-Season/Series 15, Post-Canon Fix-It, Castiel Loves Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester Loves Castiel, Castiel is Saved from the Empty (Supernatural), Love Confessions, Sam Winchester Knows, that tag is still objectively hilarious to me like, we as a fandom collectively agree that sam definitely know dean and cas are in love, gabriel knows too, fight me on this, Dean Winchester Lives, lets just pretend the finale didnt happen okay, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, I am physically incapable of writing sad endings, so fear not dear readers, idk what else to put, First Kiss, warning for alcoholism in the beginning, look deans not good at coping, Grief/Mourning, may as well tag it its kind of a central theme in this fic, But dont worry!, they get their happy ending!, as they should - Freeform, also, Jack Knows, but in a, he asssumes theyre already a couple, kind of way, headcanon: cas blows out all the lights the first time they kiss, married couple bickering, okay its actually a lot heavier than that, our boys need to work their shit out, dean and his tendency to say bad things in the heat of the moment, listen, I Love Dean, but he has no filter when hes angry, loving someone to the point of self destruction etc etc, Complicated Relationships, because, yeah - Freeform, what they have is def complicated, featuring deans inherent tendency to self sabotage, bc he definitely does that a lot, or am i projecting? maybe im projecting, either way you get the idea, ok these tags are becoming ridiculous, Im gonna stop now, rating is mostly for language and heavy themes, and one kinda smutty scene, dean drinks whiskey in this bc thats what i drink when im sad, whiskey hangovers SUCK, ig dean is just very me coded in this, Dean Winchester Uses Actual Words, as he should, yes there is a halsey quote in here that i stole, dont judge me, overly sappy declarations of love and devotion, living on being the ultimate act of loving someone, but maybe thats just more of me projecting, is anyone even going to read these tags?, okay this was only supposed to be like 3k words and it just got away from me via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/8ANmeK2 July 29, 2023 at 08:54PM

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