#i’m certainly not 😻

[evansbby]

Bestie I feel the same way like I was so upset that was with that person but now I’m so put off it’s crazy like I still love reading his characters like Steve rodgers , andy barber (sorry bestie I know how you feel about him) Ari and etc , like I feel like I fell in love with how his characters are written by all the fanfic writers that in my head I feel like he was like that in real life ( i hope this is making sense) then when I found out he was really creepy and icky in real life I felt like I just broke up with him if that makes sense , and when I see pictures of that person he’s with I feel weird like wow that’s kinda gross how they look together

I’m sorry for the vent i never told anyone this and I feel like this is a safe space to vent

I hope this is okay to vent I feel better now

😻

In case you wanna post a response I’ll be that emoji I hope that’s okay

I get how you feel. And I don’t get why people go SO FUCKING HARD defending him like?? If he isn’t some 40+ year old white millionaire actor dating someone half his age. But suddenly I’m not allowed to criticise that or him? Most of the time I do it in jest or in a funny way too but y’all act like it’s the end of the world.

Like I’m sick of feeling like I should be ashamed every time I post criticism. Atp if you don’t like it, I welcome you to unfollow me. I insist you unfollow me. Like I don’t let it consume my blog but I will post my opinions whenever I want and I’m sick of being anxious as shit over what people think bc I’m not saying anything wrong.

#here’s the truth: she looks SUPER young and it makes him look even older #this isn’t even ageist like please #if anyone is ageist it’s HIM and all the men of Hollywood for going after younger girls and never the ones their own age #I guess women have an expiry date huh #and so I’m not gonna sit there and simp for him like ‘omg he looks great!1!1’ he doesn’t #and ‘omg what a wonderful funny silly guy!1!’ he’s not #but you know what sometimes I WILL do that bc sometimes im in the mood to #and im certainly not gonna simp for her bc if it weren’t for him I wouldn’t even know she exists #BUT I DO NOT JUDGE PEOPLE WHO DO #fr y’all you do you #like i just scroll past it without making a big deal #but ONCE IN A WHILE I like to make my own opinion be known #on my own blog #jfc that’s all #😻anon #anon

[luvrgrlellie]

ellie is a boob girl (pt. 2)

warnings: smut

ok so we’ve established that ellie is 100% a boob girl through and through (check out pt. 1 here)

she can’t get enough of your tits and she’s starting to worry it might actually be unhealthy

the first time ellie asked to fuck your tits, you laughed. you thought she was kidding because you didn’t really get it - i mean, it’s not like she’d be able to feel your tits hugging her plastic cock. but that didn’t matter to her …

so even though you didn’t understand, you agreed just to please your very cute yet very horny, desperate, titty-obsessed gf. you took a boob in each hand and squeezed them together to form plenty of cleavage while ellie hovered over you with her purple strap in hand. you rubbed your thumbs over your hard nipples and watched as ellie slid her cock between your titties.

you would think she actually COULD feel your tits around her strap by the way she curses and mutters under her breathe while she fucks them

“shit baby you look so sexy like this”

“most perfect titties in the whole world I swear to god”

she reaches down to rub her swollen clit as she watches the strap pump in and out of your cleavage, making herself cum quickly while still steadily fucks your tits

“you gonna let me cum all over your tits? yeah you’d like that huh baby. my perfect slut” she mutters as she pushes herself over the edge

i feel like ellie would also LOVE motorboating lol, kinda as a joke but also kinda for real because any excuse to have her face in your boobs is a good one

it would be at the most random times too like when you’re mid conversation on a phone call, reading a book - anytime she can catch you off guard. she’d wander over with a devious smile and lay on top of you with her face directly on your cleavage, then shake her head back and forth until you start laughing so hard your stomach hurts

“and then wednesday nigh- ellie!! stop it.” you’d scold with a giggle while you’re on the phone with a friend. “oh nothing. just - ellie being a perv”

also picturing ellie passing behind you in the kitchen or in the hallway and reaching around you to honk em

“beep (squeeze) beep (squeeze) coming through”

she’s such a dork omg I love her sm

whenever you guys are shopping together, ellie’s always considering what will make the girls look good

(calls them “the/my girls” btw)

“oh my god babe, the girls would look incredible in this you have to try it on”

“god damn my girls are looking gooood in that dress”

also would insist on buying you something just because your tits look nice and she wants to fuck you in it 

when you shower together her favorite part is obviously lathering her hands up with soap and washing your boobs. perfect excuse to have her hands on them and who doesn’t love soapy boobies?! certainly not ellie

she’s not one to give you many hickies on your neck but you usually have a couple on your tits at all times since ellie’s mouth is pretty much always on them

her eyes are also on them a lot of the time so if you’re ever out and wearing skimpy top, especially a tiny bikini, she’ll reach over whenever needed to tug at and adjust your top to make sure you’re covered. casual dominance with ellie williams everybody😻

ellie def holds them for comfort a lot too. especially at night when you’re spooning or if you’re in her lap while you guys watch a movie. her hands are on your titties. lightly massaging and playing with your nipples every so often but mostly just holding onto them because it’s warm and cozy <3

“god ellie your hands are freezing!!”

“that’s why i’m tryna warm them up! my own personal hand warmers right here”

eeeeek i need els in my bed right now playing with my tits!! cant do this anymore!!! need her so bad!! help !!!

xoxo,

a ;)

#ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie tlou #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams x female reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie x you #ellie the last of us #ellie x y/n #ellie williams x y/n

[dacreshoney]

AUSTIN BUTLER X FEMALE READER

just a little bit obsessed with this man…. so I needed to make a fic, been sooo long but wanting to get back into it and seeing all these fanfics at the moment just got me in such a frenzy😂

Really hope you enjoy this:)

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did everyone see the chemistry y/n and Austin butler had at the Dune conference this weekend, I ship this 😻

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y/nfan4 how good do they look together!!! I stan them

butlerfans4life haven’t her and dacre split, it after they filmed elvis together??

y/nupdates yeah she confirmed they had both split but on good terms, you can totally see the chemistry between these two though 😻

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E!news release new BTS vanity fair photos of Y/n and Austin butler, more rumours are flying about about the co stars! Do we think this is the look of love? I certainly do 😻

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butlernews just look at them both, I can’t

y/nfans22 she just looks so happy, she really deserves someone who will cherish her, dacre certainly hasn’t, rumours he cheated on her🧐

Y/nfanXxfreya don’t y/n confirm that her and dacre are on good terms though?

ausfan12 just look at aus’s smile,looks like she really brings that cheeky grin out he’s been missing x

hater24 she really does live on quick doesn’t she???? 🙄

y/nshipper these haters^😂 BUT DID ANYONE NOTICE Y/N HAS LIKED THIS POST

aus22 OMGGG

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Austin got a little peckish during todays shoot

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Ynfans234 SHITTTT this is hot

Aussy224 OBSESSED WITH YOUT BOTH I CANT

Austinbutler you just smell and taste so good x

Zendaya replied: austin man😂

Austibutler replied: too much?…🤔

austinbutlernews HOLY FUCK^ Austin with the kinky comments 😩

y/nlife25 I think I’m going to pass out…

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It’s official, the couple we’ve all been waiting for y/n and Austin butler have confirmed they are an item and tonight’s golden globes, with Austin picking up his award he dedicated his speech to the wonderful y/n. His direct words were:

“ there are so many people i wanna thank tonight, Lisa Marie, Priscilla, I love you and thank you so much for letting me portray the most important man in your lives,I also want to thank my family,my mom who I know is smiling down at me always but The most special to me, my love y/n, I am I love with you, your support throughout this entire journey is something I will try reciprocate the rest of our lives. Your dedication and love is what has got me through, our journeys were meant to cross and I couldn’t imagine doing this life without you by my side, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for the love you give me, so this is for you”

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Y/NFan23 FINALLY, anyone noticed dacre has liked this post? Jealousyyy

austinbutler my love 💞 @yourusername

yourusername replied: always x

Zendaya thank god the cats out the bag, love you guys

Ashleytisdale waiting for the wedding, in awe of you both 💍🩵

Austinbutler replied: I definitely won’t be keeping her waiting💍…

Austinfans4life was this a dig at dacre^ shots fired 😂

#austin butler au #austin butler x oc #austin butler fanfiction #austin x reader #austin butler smut #austin butler x reader #feyd rautha x reader #Fake ig

[yeoja-dream]

Could you write an ot7 x reader fic where the reader feels they arent good enough because they're not particularly skinny but not fat and feels they're not that talented compared to the boys? Pretty angsty but some fluff? ❤

God. You sigh inwardly looking at your body for the millionth time in the standing mirror of your bedroom, jeans unbuttoned wide, mocking. The perspiration on your brow from exertion tells the rest of the story.

You had gained weight. Again. As if it wasn't hard enough to be the girlfriend of the seven most talented men on the earth, all muscle and grace. The picture of masculine beauty, and you, textbook mediocrity.

You kick the pants off in anger, hot tears stinging your eyes as you flop back onto your bed. You are going to be late for work. You scolded yourself. Fuck work. You snapped back like the world would come to a screeching halt if one cashier at Francine's was 15 minutes late.

What happened to the diet? Your inner critic asks, voice dripping in bitter sarcasm. They work so hard and you can't even look good for them? People would laugh if they saw you together.

Your phone buzzes, bringing you temporarily out of your shame spiral. You wipe away your now-flowing tears to see the message light up your screen.

Jiminnie ❤️: Good morning everyone ꜀( ˊ̠˂˃ˋ̠ )꜆

You smile somewhat bittersweetly to yourself. Jimin, always the first one up, always the first to tell everyone good morning. You recall, briefly, the day when Tae beat him to the punch and how he pouted the whole day.

Y/N: Morning chim~ Have an amazing day today! ❤️

Jiminnie ❤️: You too!!

Have an amazing day. Well, you could certainly try. You pick yourself off your bed and select a frumpy sweater and a baggy pair of jeans. It was cold, anyway, you told yourself disguising your plummeting self-esteem in faux practicality. You studied your face in the mirror, plain, if not a little pretty, but certainly not superstar-worthy. You swipe on some waterproof mascara and don your sneakers before the self-criticism has a chance to sink in.

Work was awful. You were so swept off your feet with customers, that you had barely had time to glance at your phone in between getting screamed at for not carrying certain sizes or being out of stock. You had slipped to the stock room more than once to put your waterproof mascara to the test. Last double I ever work. You say to yourself, shutting the lights, arming the security, and slipping out the back.

The autumnal night air had a wintery bite to it, you regret not bringing a jacket. It is only now that you have the chance to read your phone, slightly wincing at the piled notifications from the day. Most recently, you read:

Yoongi 😻: Finished working with Namjoon a little while ago. You must be done soon too. It’s cold, so I am going to come and pick you up. Did you eat?

Y/N: How presumptuous, Mr. Min~

Your tone is sardonic, but really, you're glad for the ride as a chill begins seeping into your bones. Before long, you see his black sports car pull up and you waste no time jumping in the front. You had done this routine before. 

“Hi,” Yongi says, looking you up and down before leaning in for a kiss.

“Hi,” you say back, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

“What? Is that all I get?” He quips in faux hurt. “Oh did you want to make out right now, leave Namjoon to drive?” You tease back before turning to face the man in the back seat. “Hi,” You greet him as well, offering him your hand.

“Don’t let me stop you” Namjoon says with a chuckle, “I just didn’t know you were looking to die today.” He then picks up your hand, placing a gentle kiss on the knuckle. “Hi, baby.” He said with his signature, dimpled smile. The sight of which clenches your heart, the words from your shame spiral this morning coming back full force. You don’t deserve this.

“Where am I dropping you off?” Yoongi asked. “Did you eat? We could get dinner.”

“My place, please. I had a big lunch and I think I’m just going to reheat some leftovers for dinner. You guys go ahead.” You lie, but you were in no mood to be eating food in front of them. 

Yoongi looked at you, piercingly as he always does. Just when you think he’s going to call you on your lie,

“Alright.” He says, before putting the car in gear. Your apartment is only 10 minutes away, but Yoongi goes the long way letting you rant about stupid customers and annoying managers. By the time he pulls up, you feel better and you realize, he knew you needed that. A lump forms in your throat at the notion. You offer the pair a kiss, before sliding out of the car as quick as you can go, lest you start crying again. Yoongi waits until you’re inside, safe before pulling off. He always does. You don’t deserve him. You don’t deserve them.

Dinner is another mental warzone as you peruse your kitchen, biting commentary from two halves of your inner voice. After what happened this morning you don’t deserve to eat. The boys wouldn’t want me to starve. You’d be so much prettier if you were skinny. Starving isn’t a good way of weight loss anyway. The mental back and forth is exhausting, so you settle on a sandwich and settle on the couch. 

TaeTae: You wanna ft? I miss youuuuuu why didn’t you come over today???

The message lights up your phone. You respond by calling him. He picks up right away. 

“Y/N!” He exclaims. Even disheveled, he looks amazing. After catching up on the group chat, you learned that the maknae line had the day off and had a “staycation” as they put it while the hyungs were busy away. 

“Hi Tae” You giggle back at his enthusiasm. It was infectious, it always was. 

“Why didn’t you come over today?? We missed you!” He pouts.

“I am tired, Tae. And I have work early tomorrow and the following day. All doubles.” 

“Jeez. I swear you work harder than us!” 

You could laugh at the insinuation. They were multinational artists, constantly writing music, performing, dancing, recording music, recording content, and you folded clothes and got screamed at by people 10x richer than you for 12 hours a day. You would hardly call that working harder. You keep the thought to yourself. 

“EY YO.” You hear Jungkook's unmistakable voice shout in the background. “IS THAT Y/N?” 

“Yes, but I’m talking to her!” Tae says ripping the phone away from his dongsaeng as he flopps down on the couch next to him. 

“Hey, I wanna talk too!” He says, yanking the older boy’s arm back so the two of them come into view. 

“Hi, kookie.” You say, giving him a small wave. 

“Y/N! I’ve been locked in the house all day with these schmucks, can you believe that?” Jungkook says, exasperated. 

“Hey!” Tae shouts, offended. “You weren’t complaining about being locked in when me and Jimin brought you pancakes in bed. Or when we did face masks and painted our nails!” 

“Yeah, we did our nails, look!” Jungkook says, ignoring the rest of Taehyung’s remarks. On Jungkook's hand, he has nicely painted black nails, on Taehyung a well-manicured clear coat. 

“You did an amazing job!” You say giving them a small round of applause. 

“We miss you.” The youngest says after a few beats of silence. The sincerity pulls at your heart. 

“It's only been a week.” You say sticking your tongue out. “I miss you all too.” That at least was the whole truth. 

“Well you’re busy and we’re busy…” Taehyung trailed off. You understood what he was getting at. No matter what you felt for them, there was always going to be miles of difference between you and them. Different leagues, solar systems. 

“But don’t be busy this weekend! Saturday~” Jungkook reminds you AGAIN. The boys had been teasing you for weeks about this surprise. You couldn’t forget if you wanted to.

“I have to go to bed.” You half whine, stretching. 

“GOOD NIGHT WE LOVE YOU SLEEP WELL” They yell at you in half unison before hanging up. 

“I love you too.” You say to no one, before getting up and going to bed. 

And so the days passed like that, days rushed off your feet, nights full of loud face times, and spare thoughts dedicated to your inadequacy. Pushing every single worry, every bitter thought down, lest you worry them with your stupid problems. They had plenty on their plate. You were so boring, untalented, plain. They shown brighter than the sun, thousands of beautiful, perfect successful girls would kill to be you. Should be you. You lucked into this position. Just because you were in the right place at the right time. Just because Jin was so friendly. You tricked him. He just introduced you to everyone else because he pitied you. They just pity you. You can’t even be happy around them. You can’t even be fun for them. What do you provide them? It was suffocating. They deserve better. They deserve better. They deserve better.

Friday night you walk home, music blasting through your earbuds, tears running down your face. It was the wind, you say to no one, bitterly wiping them on your sleeve. You finally understood what you had to do. Saturday, when you met up, you’d thank them for everything, and let them find someone worthy. For their own sake. You wouldn’t let them waste any more time on you.

Sleep was fitful and tear-stained that night, the night soon passed, and Saturday morning came.

The group chat through the day was uncharacteristically silent, save for Jimin’s obligatory good morning text. Fuck, you were going to miss that. 

In terms of the plans tonight, you had been given instructions to show up at a certain place by 5 pm. Even when inquiring about what you should wear was vague, anything you felt like. You felt like crawling into a ball of self-pity and hiding under the sheets, but still, you pulled yourself together enough to ready yourself for anything. Pulling the place up on Google Maps revealed it to be a warehouse of sorts. Weird. You thought, clipping your earrings in and pulling your shoes on as the Uber blared its horn obnoxiously outside. 

You went for something practical, but cute. Tennis skirt with thigh-high socks, a button-down blouse to match, and a puffer jacket. Makeup was light, and minimal. Cry proof, you were going to break up with 7 men you had come to love after all. It was for their own good. You reminded yourself. 

The ride itself was as blissfully silent as an Uber ride can be, and not long. Outside of general city limits, there was marginally less attention and fewer chances of a slip-up. Being seen with you was the last thing they could afford. 

The Uber pulled away leaving you in front of a large, white warehouse. This was some kind of industrial complex, you noted. Double checking the warehouse number with the number JK had sent to you 2 weeks prior. This was the place. 

A feeling of unsettlement crossed your mind now, in the time you had known these men they had never once given you pause to worry, let alone make you feel unsafe. And yet, here you were, alone in a line of massive, empty warehouses. A bit of fear began to prickle under your skin and your scalp. They wouldn’t hurt you, right? Hell, maybe this is the merciful way out. A dark side of you thought. 

Without wasting any more time, you stepped forward opening the door and stepping into total blackness. 

The temperature was fine, temperate even. The scent of woodland, peat moss, and petrichor was thick in the air. Seconds in the dark felt like hours, panic sets in and you take a step backward, feeling for the door. Before you can grasp the handle, the lights come on all at once, and several voices shout HAPPY ANNIVERSARY at you. 

You visibly jump, startled, but then audibly gasp at the scene before you. The warehouse had been decorated, floor to ceiling to resemble an enchanted forest. Large trees stood relatively tall in the vaulted ceiling of the space, their gnarled limbs covered in deep green vegetation, moss hanging from them like beards. Lights and glass baubles hung too, their glittering looking like forest spirits in suspended animation. Impossibly, from somewhere high and unseeable, light streamed down through the tree tops, golden and warm as the real sun. The floor seemed to be made of real, deep green moss that squished slightly under your feet. You noticed that there seemed to be several large stones forming stepping stone paths through the moss and into the fake woods. Feint music and animal chatter could be heard too, bringing the space to life. In front of you sits a large, stone arch, twisted with vines and seemingly weathered with time, though which was a clearing, where sat 7 of the most beautiful men you had seen in your life at a long, beautifully decorated, rich dark wood table. 

The boys had dressed themselves in complete congruence with the environment. They each wore long hair of varying lengths some shoulder length, some to the waist, but all done up in a manner of braids, flowers, and gems. Each wore a manner of robes and belts of several different colors, draped and tied perfectly to emphasize their physique. It hits you at once what this all is, and nothing could stop the torrent of tears that spring forth as a result. 

“Oh! Wait, those seem like upset tears!” Jin is the first up and rushing over to you. “We were hoping for happy tears not upset tears!” 

“God damn it you guys I told you so many times we should say something and that we were going to scare the shit out of her on accident!” Namjoon said in a huff, standing up and making his way over to you. The rest follow behind, all echoing cheer-ups and apologies alike. 

You sob openly now into your hands, and even with all 7 of the men you have grown to love surrounding you, you lock your abs and you don’t allow one to pull you into a comforting embrace. Jin is the first to speak again. 

“Y/N, what has gotten into you? We just wanted to do something nice and memorable for our 1st anniversary together.” Jin said with a level of love, concern, and sincerity that something in you finally snapped. 

“Why. Are. You. Being. So. Fucking. Nice. To. Me.” You ask, demand in between heaving sobs. 

“Because we love you!” Jungkook answers first, and everyone answers in the affirmative. 

“I. Am. Fucking. Worthless.” You sob again.

“Don’t say that!” Jimin says this time, trying to grab you, hold you. You resist him again. 

“First I am so up my own ass I can’t be bothered to remember that it's our anniversary, and you guys go and do something so nice, so beautiful for me. I can’t give you anything. All I do is take. You are all so perfect and beautiful and talented and I am just a plain worthless girl, working a dead-end job, with a shitty flabby body and plain face who tricked you guys into caring for me. I drag you down. We live in different worlds and I am tired of watching you all pretending I’m worth anything more than a cheap fuck.” The words fall out in a blubbering mess, a stream of words, feelings, and sentiments bursting forth after being pent up for a year. You can’t bring yourself to look at anyone in particular, so you study the floor. 

“Enough.” The voice rings out so sternly it stops your torrent almost in its place. You look up as Hoseok, who had been standing behind everyone else, pushes his way to the front, standing directly in front of you. His face, normally the definition of sunshine and joy, only held fury. 

“First of all.” He began, clipped and stern. “That dead-end job keeps you so busy you hardly have time to eat and shower, so you’d be forgiven for forgetting.”

“But- You begin before Hoseok cuts you off. 

“I am not finished. Second, I’m grateful for that dead-end job because it lead us to you. If you hadn’t been working at that boutique, Jin-hyung would never have met you, and I wouldn’t have ever met you in return. Lastly,” He begins, stepping forward another step, holding your face in between his thumb and forefinger, forcing you to make eye contact with him. “You can talk shit about anyone you’d like, but you are not ever to speak that way about anyone I love. Not to me, not to any of them. And further, you are not ever, and I do mean ever, to tell me who I am and am not permitted to love.” 

At this angle, you search his face, and you find anger, so much anger, but more so you find hurt and love and honesty. Tears well again in your eyes, but this time when Hoseok pulls you into his arms, you don’t resist him. One by one, everyone piles into what is, ostensibly, the cheesiest group hug ever, but you can’t find it in you to care. You cry again for what seems like ages, breathing in the mixing scent of them and allowing yourself, finally, to let them love you. 

After your crying stills, you break apart and survey the group, more carefully this time. They had even themed their outfits around it. 

“My dream.” you sniffle and gesture to them, then the set behind them. “Our first group date, I told you about a dream I had as a little girl. The enchanted forest and its 7 protectors. You even dressed up as them.” You say in a half laugh. “The dragon,” you said gesturing to Namjoon, “Gumiho,” You say pointing to Jimin, “Hydra,” You say pointing to Yoongi, “Fae King, Werewolf, Griffin, and Phoenix,” You say, pointing to Jin, Jungkook, Hoseok, and Jimin respectively. 

“The very same,” Yoongi says with a bow. 

“Wow…” You say, breathless. A silence falls on the group before you speak up once again. “I am… sorry.” You start. 

“Don’t be!” Various maknae line members clamor to interrupt you. 

“Let her finish,” Namjoon says sternly. 

“I have been feeling this way for a long time. I think it's been building up from the beginning, actually. I have always felt like you guys were all a billion times more attractive than me, and I started to feel like on top of that, I was talentless and useless in comparison. I never wanted to burden you with my insecure ramblings so I kept them buried and I guess they ate me alive a little. A lot. Truthfully I came here ready to break up with you.” 

“What?!” The group of voices collectively reacts. 

“No I mean I didn’t want to but I felt super useless and ugly so I thought you were just wasting your time with me I mean I love you all so much and I feel so grateful and lucky to have you but it was for your own good that you found someone else-” You begin spouting off. 

Jin takes your hand, interrupting your stream of consciousness “I thought we’d exchange the sweet stuff at dinner but there is no greater time than now. I consider meeting you to be one of the luckiest days of my life. And I know I can speak for everyone and say this past year, you have brought so much joy and intrigue and fun into our lives and we wouldn’t give you up for anything or anyone.” 

“Besides.” Yoongi grabs your other hand, giving it a light kiss. “You are a terrible liar. I could see you were suffering from something inside. I know what that's like.” 

“AND” Jungkook adds loudly “NOT THAT IT IS ABOUT THIS” he begins loudly, “AND WE VALUE Y/N THE MOST FOR HER KINDNESS, HER CONSIDERATION, HER WORK ETHIC, HER SPUNK-” 

“Get to the point.” The group says collectively. 

“Y/N to me, to us, you are a work of art. You can’t see yourself the way we do. Your face belongs in a Monet, your body is as if it was sculpted by Michaelangelo himself. Even the little things you do, the way you tie up your hair when you are trying to concentrate when you throw your head back and laugh when something is really funny, when you pace around the apartment when you're on the phone, you are beautiful”

“Aw, kookie…” You clasp your hand around your mouth, before wrapping your arms around him. 

“God please no more tears,” Taehyung says, desperately. 

You laugh, letting go of Jungkook. “Tae, I don’t think I have any left in my body.” 

“Listen, everyone, I can’t promise you this discussion is going to make the voice telling me I’m inadequate to go away. But what I can promise is that I will talk about them. I won’t let them build up so bad.” 

“That’s all we would ask of you,” Namjoon says in return. “Besides I’m kind of worried who the hell we’ve been dating this last year if you think we are perfect!” 

“Without getting personal,” Jimin pipes in “We are all at least a group of barely functional, workaholic perfectionists who don’t eat enough, don’t sleep enough, and who care far too much what the public thinks of us. And that's just what applies to all of us, forget our individual faults.” 

“True…” You concede. “Is it still too late to enjoy whatever this is?” You ask, gesturing toward the table.

“No not at all!” They all scramble away, leading you to the table. You immediately notice that apparently, a meltdown was not in the card for the evening, as lit candelabras were now dripping hot wax onto the table runner. Various foods dotted the table, sat in warming dishes to ensure they didn’t get cold while they waited. It was a variable fragrant smorgasbord, and you were starving. 

“I feel a little underdressed…” You admit, looking at them and then at your outfit. “You guys could have at least told me the dress code.” You said, teasing. 

“OH SHIT RIGHT.” Jungkook jumps forward, bowing deeply and putting on a commanding tone. “Fae king, get the lady her vestments at once!” 

Jin rolls his eyes at the younger’s commanding tone, but reaches under the table and pulls out a large, white box. From which he pulls out a deep green dress with several accessories and piles them into your hands. “If the lady would be so kind to change over there.” He said, gesturing to a tasteful rice paper screen that stood about 30 feet to the side of the table. 

“She would.” You say, giving a little curtsey, walking off to change. The dress was form-fitting but in all the best ways. What you didn’t notice before, was that the dress was heavy, dotted with crystals made to look like you were covered in the morning summer dew. Over your shoulders sat a long cape made of leaves, arranged in the gradient from green, to yellow, to orange, to red, to brown. Atop your head, a crown of wildflowers and fruit tree blossoms, and a scepter for you to carry, clear crystalline in its structure, topped by a frosted glass orb from inside which, a dull blue light shown. 

“It’s clearly season-themed…” You begin as you step from behind the screen. “But why?” You ask, taking in their expressions. 

Your heart rate quickens and you feel the heat rise to your face as the group goes silent, somewhat slack-jawed. Some wear expressions of hunger, and desire, others of pure awe and love, but no doubt you hold all their attention. 

“What?!” You ask demandingly, embarrassed. 

“You look…” Jimin starts 

“Perfect.” Yoongi finishes. 

“Thank you” You offer, voice unsure. You somewhat walk over to them feeling awkward, but flattered. 

“Queen of the forest.” Taehyung offers. 

“Huh?” 

“Queen of the forest.” He repeats. “That’s what your dream was missing. We protect the forest, but we still needed a queen.” 

The depth of the metaphor forms a lump in your throat. You clear it before speaking. “Well, it’s beautiful. This is all so beautiful. Thank you, I cannot express my gratitude enough.” 

“Thank you. For being here. For being you. You are everything we need you to be.” Jimin said with a sweet smile. “Shall we eat?” 

And with that, the evening dinner festivities take off. The lot of you spend the evening drinking too much wine and sharing your favorite stories from the year together. At the end of the night, you go back to their place where you can all snuggle in Namjoon’s massive bed, and as the wine takes you to sleep, it occurs to you that maybe, you are right where you are supposed to be.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed the request it only took me 4 years, 9 months, and 18 days to complete

#bts #bangtan #bts x reader #bts x you #bts x y/n #bts x fem!reader #ot7xreader #ot7 x reader #namjoon x reader #jin x reader #yoongi x reader #suga x reader #seokjin x reader #hoseok x reader #jhope x reader #jimin x reader #taehyun x reader #jungkook x reader #fluff #bts fluff #bts x reader fluff #yeojarequest #oneshot

[wandererbf]

How they would note that they love you

(English is not my native language)

Characters: Chrollo and Feitan

Chrollo Lucifer

• I think Chrollo would realize that he loves you when he saw with his own eyes that when you said you would die for him, you were serious

• You met when one day to another you arrived in Meteor City, even without telling him about where you came from he accepted you with open arms, so you were part of the Spiders from the beginning (you two meet at 14, if I’m correct is when he created the Spiders)

• Maybe the fact that you were already strong from a young age made him want to know more about you, maybe his curiosity may have led to his near death once or twice, but none as close as when your family found out where you were and went behind you

• Some years later, maybe when you two were 16, your older sister, Shinriu, came after you but as she was never a fan of physical aggression she preferred to threaten you first. She chased you for a while and saw you with Chrollo back and forth. well she has her target

• while Chrollo walked alone through the city, going to his usual meeting point. Shinriu captured him, then sending his butterflies in the direction he was going, knowing that you would get the message.

• As soon as you saw the red butterflies you knew what happened, running away and leaving the rest of the group without knowing what was happening, this may have been a mistake on your part but you were more worried about Chrollo than what could happen to you

• when the butterflies disappeared was when you could see your sister standing next to Lucifer's dead body, it made your blood run cold, but soon after it started to heat up like coal. You activated your nen, being an expert you could control blood if you drank some of the person you wanted to control. Without looking for a direct explanation, her eyes already told you what you needed to know

• Ultimately you managed to hurt your sister, not lethally but enough to make her angry. and god knows it's not good to irritate someone like her As you approached her, she sent her last attack that she would use here, sending a swell of carnivorous butterflies to the black-haired one on the ground, and honestly, your body moved without thinking.

• In seconds you jumped in front of the boy letting your skin be devoured, this would leave a scar but nothing that you wouldn't survive, but it certainly hurt. After that, your sister backed away, knowing that there was no point in trying to bring you back by force.

• Then you carried him to where the rest of the troupe was, and you should have seen their shock when they saw that situation. the only person really hurt was you since Chrollo had just been erased, but without any real injuries, you on the other hand...

• Even though you were hurt, you sat next to the bed where Chrollo was lying, and when he woke up you couldn't have been more scared than seeing his arms and neck bandaged.

• "Did you really fight your sister because of me?"

Feitan Portor

• Honestly, I don't think he even imagined he could love someone like that😻

• At the time they met, the troupe had already existed for a few years, but Chrollo thought it would be more dynamic for him to have infiltrators in the places he wanted to rob/invade, and that's where you come in

• because of the place you lived in as a child, always full of aristocrats as your family was too, you always had the best contacts to get ahead in life, and of course your ability to manipulate and intelligence were always what helped you the most, but that doesn't matter now

• Chrollo had sent you and Feitan on a mission to investigate what all the items in Yorkshin's auction would be, and since you two seemed close he didn't see why not send you together

• everything was going well, you were sitting next to Feitan at a table with the biggest supporters of the auction, although you didn't like it, sometimes your last name helped you in your missions, and that's why you got a schedule there at the table, but it was also It's risky since even if they didn't know you were with the Troupe there's always the chance that one aristocrat could outsmart the other

• That's when you started arguing, maybe it was at that point that everything went downhill

• If you asked me the reason for the fight, I would say it would be because the aristocrats didn't want Feitan there with you

• Even though you said he was your bodyguard and that you didn't want to be without him by your side

• That impressed him a little since You knew how to handle yourself and it was obvious that you were only doing this to continue being in his presence, and he knows how you lead the troupe beyond your will, so to risk so much for something so simple was impressive

• Remember when I said I thought everything had gone wrong at that moment? I think I was wrong, as everything really went wrong when the man in front of you raised a gun at you as he thought you were planning a coup and the boy next to you had a camera, not that it was very wrong but I think the man went crazy

• you could feel Feitan's bloodlust almost physically, his eyes were glued to that weapon, even though he knew that a mere weapon couldn't kill you, he was still enraged, and he had NEVER been that way for any other person in the Troupe

• When you activated your nen Feitan had already ripped off everyone's head in the room, you looked at him a little curious since he could have merely tortured the guy, get the information and then kill him. Since he didn't do anything much, why Feitan killed him so quickly?

• On the end he rolled his eyes when he realized the reason for feeling all that anger

• "I don't think it's a problem to just take whatever comes up at the auction, and anyway he was boring as hell.." - he said red, but it was obvious that you couldn't see it since his mask covered most of his face

#hxh x reader #chrollo x reader #chrollo hunter x hunter #chrollo lucilfer #feitan x reader #feitan #feitan portor #feitan hxh #hxh x y/n #hxh x you #hxh x male reader #hxh scenarios #hxh imagines #hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh 2011

[agaypanic]

Erica jones x reader who’s Rorys older sister😻

Kissing the Babysitter (Erica Jones X Keaner!Reader)

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Summary: You accompany your girlfriend while she babysits Jane, Ethan’s little sister. While the two of you wait for her parents to come home, Ethan and his friends, including your brother, walk in on the two of you.

A/N: AU where erica’s the babysitter for the morgans instead of sarah. Not too smutty despite what the summary might imply, they’re just kissing lol the girls and reader are in the grade above the boys. usually when i write the group, they’re all in the same grade but since reader is rory’s older sister, im making her, erica, and sarah in the grade above the boys

***

“Babe, I’m sorry, but I have to cancel our date.” Erica frowned as she broke the news to you.

“What? Why?” You whined in disappointment. “Erica, the fourth Dusk movie is coming out next week, and you promised that we’d watch the first three before going to the theater.”

“I know, Y/n, I know.” Erica sighed, equally as disappointed in the predicament you were in. Although she had basically renounced all things considered geeky when she turned into a vampire, the girl’s one guilty pleasure that she indulged in was the famous vampire romance franchise. “But the Morgans need me to babysit Jane.”

“Can’t Ethan do it? I mean, he is her brother.”

“They still don’t trust him after he and Benny let her wander out of the house.”

“Figures.” You muttered, before sighing. “It’s fine. We can watch the movies another day.” You put on a smile, now wondering what you would do by yourself on a Friday night. Erica grinned, kissing your cheek.

“You’re the best, N/n.”

“I know.”

***

Friday night came, and you found nothing better to do than lying in bed and being on your phone. You were in the middle of scrolling through some special media when you got a text from Erica.

Vampire Girlfriend <3

Hey baby. wyd right now x

You smiled softly at the message, turning over on your stomach before replying.

Me

Not much. How’s babysitting going?

The reply was almost immediate, probably due to your girlfriend’s superspeed.

Vampire Girlfriend <3

It was fine until your brother and Benny came over lol the boys are playing video games and I’m trying to get Jane to go to bed.

Me

Rory’s over there?? He didn’t tell me that, I would’ve come over with him :( 

Vampire Girlfriend <3

Well no one would stop you from coming over rn. I certainly won’t :))

Me

I’ll be right over

Wasting no time, you jumped out of bed and put on your shoes and a jacket. Luckily, Ethan lived just two streets over, so it wasn’t much of a walk for you. You were especially thankful for this because it was a bit chilly outside, and you didn’t have a car.

When you reached the Morgan house, you barely knocked on the door before it opened.

“Hey!” Erica greeted you with a smile, hug, and peck on the cheek. It might’ve been a strange sight to anyone else to see Erica so affectionate. But she just liked you that much. “I finally got Jane to bed, no thanks to some people!” She shouted the last part over her shoulder for the boys to hear.

“Sorry ��bout that!” Rory shouted back, looking over the kitchen island and down the hall. He perked up at the sight of you. “Hey, Y/n!”

“Hey, Rory.” You kicked your shoes off at the door and walked to the kitchen with Erica. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming over here? I would’ve come with you.”

“I thought you were asleep.” Rory shrugged. 

The five of you conversed a bit before being interrupted by a stomach growling. Specifically yours. It was then that you realized that you hadn’t had anything since lunch at school.

“How about some pizza?” Erica suggested, reaching for the money Ethan’s parents left her for food. “You guys can go get it.”

“Why don’t you get it?” Benny asked.

“Because I’m in charge tonight.” Your girlfriend replied, flashing the boy a fanged sneer. “I mean, I could go. But if Jane wakes up, you guys will have to get her back to sleep.”

Before you knew it, you and Erica had the house to yourself. Save for Jane, who was sleeping soundly upstairs. You sat on the couch, trying to think of something to do, before seeing your girlfriend look down at you with a smirk that said she was up to something.

“What?” You asked.

From behind her back, the blonde showed three DVD cases, and you squealed when you saw the covers.

“I realized I still had them in my bag when you said you were coming over, so I thought we could watch them.” She said while opening the case for the first Dusk movie, turning on the TV, and putting the disk in the movie player. 

After starting the movie, Erica sat on the couch next to you. You leaned into each other like two magnets, and Erica put her arm around your shoulders. 

As time passed, Erica slowly started distracting you. Unintentional, of course. At least in the beginning. Absentmindedly, she was brushing your collarbone with her fingertips. Her touch gave you chills, both because of her cold skin and the way her fingers glided over your sensitive skin. Every now and then, her hand would tangle with your hair and give you a soft tug or two.

Then, out of nowhere, you felt Erica’s lips press against your jaw.

“Watch the movie.” You whispered, even though there was no need to.

“I can think of something better to do,” Erica whispered back before locking her lips with yours. 

Although you wanted to watch the movie, you must admit this was a million times better.

Erica swallowed your moans as she gave your hair another pull before manhandling you to lay down on the couch. You giggled in surprise at the action before locking lips with her again. The movie became background noise; all you could focus on was Erica, her mouth and her wandering hands specifically.

Erica lifted her head, smiling at the sight of you trying to chase her lips with your own.

“So needy.” She teased, cupping your chin with a hand and squeezing your cheeks. You whined, feeling your face grow warm under her cold touch. Not wanting to see your pouting lips any longer, Erica leaned back down and started kissing you again.

“Oh my God, ew!” Rory’s yell made you and Erica jump, but Erica didn’t move away from you. She simply turned her head while you looked at your brother and friends in embarrassment and surprise.

“You guys were taking too long.” She said with a shrug. Then she turned back to you, patting your hip before getting off you, offering you her hand. “Come on, let’s eat.”

#agaypanic #erica jones x reader #erica jones #my babysitter's a vampire #my babysitter's a vampire x reader

[chicken-fifi]

Stuck and in Lust - Ji Changwook Imagine (NSFW)

Requested by anon: Bcu ur request is open again, can i request a full imagine of changwook elevator headcannon please?? 😻😻

Word Count: 940 words

Warnings: sex, pinv, unprotected, creampie, fingering, etc

Rushing out of your apartment you all but ran to the elevator pushing the button before checking the time on your watch. You were late. You had originally planned to leave for the meeting thirty minutes ago, but you’d overslept not registering the time when the alarm went off. And getting ready had taken much longer than you had thought it would - you were going to have to start preselecting your outfits the night before again just to be sure time wasn’t wasted getting ready. The doors opened and you almost rushed to step in when you noticed who was inside. Ji Changwook- your ex-boyfriend. 

For a moment, running down the stair seemed like a good idea, but the heels you were wearing said otherwise. You stepped in ready to push your respective button only to groan mentally as you saw its light was already turned on. Great. Stepping back and to the side, you tried to get as far away from Changwook as possible, the elevator beginning to descend. No more than to floors in, there was a sudden jolt knocking you off balance and into Changwook who was quick to steady you as best as he could. The lights inside the metal box flickered on and off for a moment before staying on. The elevator was no longer moving.

“Are you alright?” Changwook asked, more out of courtesy than actual concern as he removed his hands from you. 

“I’m fine,” you replied, watching as he stared at you for a moment too longer before stretching his are to the button panel and hitting the emergency button a few times before getting a response. He was quick to explain the situation to the person on the other end, while you went back to your corner and tried your hardest to avoid his presence despite the fact that his fingertips had left little fires on your body. Then a small piece of vital information made it’s way to your ears and had you screaming, “AT LEAST AN HOUR?!”

Changwook looked at you making eye contact as the person apologized leaving the only line of communication you had to outside world. He shoock his head whilst you were practically kicking yourself in the ass for not taking the stairs, prospective sprained or broken ankle be damned. You cursed kicking off the heels and rolling your feet - both of which were very grateful for their liberation.

You heard a small huff of amusement, “What?”

“Why would you wear those shoes when you hated them since you got them?” he asked.

“Professionalism. I need to look the part at my company to not just be seen and taken as another pretty fact that was hired to fit the quota. Besides they aren’t that bad.”

Lie. And you knew that he knew that too, but he opted to not say anything. Silence ensued until you broke it.

“Truth or dare?”

And there began your downfall. While the beginnings of the somewhat innocent game were fine and dandy, making being stuck in an elevator with your ex somewhat tolerable, the questions soon began getting more and more risque until…

“Truth or dare?” he asked.

“Turth.”

“Has anyone ever pleased you as well as I did?”

You cheeks flushed as you looked away. That was an unwarranted question, and presumably both of you knew the answer to that question. You would never say it aloud, certainly not to him, but no one had ever fucked you as good as he had. No one had left you as spent and satisfied as he once did.

“I asked because I know that no one has compared to you. I can't get you out of my head.”

Whatever will you had left was gone with his words. You all but launched yourself onto him, kissing him furiously. He reciprocated the action, hands going to your pencil skirt and balling up the fabric to your waist. He ran his fingered over your clothed core, slipping past the silky fabric and diving right in. You turned, back now pressed again the metal wall as he hoisted you up and brought you inevitably closer to him as he continued to fuck you with his fingers, stopping just as your orgasm was near. 

Undoing his pants he pulled himself out of his boxers and wasted no time entering you, something you were grateful for. His hips set a grulling pace as he whispered foul words into your ear praising you in between each curse as you managed to keep up with him, moaning as loud as you felt like doing. Your legs wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer, lips crashing onto his neck and sucking ginergly while his hands wandered to your shirt and pulled at it undoing the buttons and eventually pulling your breast from your lacey bra and sucking on them nimbly. 

His hips sped up and had you screaming as you came around him suddenly, he stilled groan as you felt his hot seed painting your insides. You hummed in content, tired, and very satisfied. Why did you have to be stuck in an elevator? Why couldn’t this have happened in your bedroom so you bask in the after glow for a little longer with him?

The answer would never be known as the elevator began to descend again forcing the two of you to separate as you scrambled to make yourself presentable managing to do so just before the door slid open on the third floor revealing some firefighters and engineers. All of which could assume that something other than panic had happened in that tiny metal transport.

#actor imagines #actor scenarios #kactor imagine #kactor scenarios #ji changwook #ji changwook masterlist #ji changwook imagines #ji changwook scenarios

[marthammasters]

kinks?? uh okay how about being taken care off and being reassured ok yeah no actually fuck that i can’t do that weird “my kink is blah blah yearning bullshit” joke. knifeplay

BYEIFIEJFSJ😭well wow 11 omg #soft😻😻 Jk jk but I’m gonna say 9🤫 like I’m giggling twirling my hair omg threatening to stab/cut Me ? ^_^ only reason it’s not 10 is well idk it’s not Essential for me. certainly a net positive

Anon(or not) me w/ kinks and I’ll rate them from 1-10

#answer #anon #not sfw

[laviniadraws]

So, I felt like doing catnap like a human (AND a young adult) sooo…😻

He definitely certainly absolutely ATE 🗣️‼️(this drawing is just my personal interpretation of him, if you disagree with it, it’s fine <3)

I’m gonna list some headcanons that I made for him (and nobody asked for, but I’ll do it anyway. You cannot stop me >:3)

-He would be pale as FUCK💀 (like REALLY pale. Hated albino gacha life child ahh wannabe)

-He would have moles in diverse spots on his face

-HE HAS A SEPTUM PIERCING AND NO ONES CONVINCING ME WRONG👺

-Would be pretty chill to talk to, in my opinion

-He’s more of a “tea person”🍵

-HES A GOSSIP QUEEN😘

-Would wear oversized clothes

-He is kinda tall (would say around 5’11”-6’0” ft)

-He would be a little skinny (bro could be slenderman 😭)

-last but not least, he’s non-binary(He/they) and Aroace 🏳️‍🌈😄

That’s it!

#poppy playtime catnap #poppy playtime fanart #poppy playtime deep sleep #poppy playtime #humanized version #human catnap #he looks so silly #he looks cute #he’s so babygirl #i love him

[mrs-munson]

PART2

Hey everyone so idk if y’all liked the part 1 but ima just write the 2nd part anyway u can request stuff if u want pretty soon I’m going to run out of ideas- I hope you like it😻🎸

Summary: you sit with the freaks at lunch and hang out with Eddie.

“Mrs y/l/n!! Earth to y/n!” The teacher spoke. “Wh-what- sorry!” You looked around and noticed everyone was gone. “Class is over. Get out of my classroom.” The teacher said, walking away. You get up out of your chair and run out of the classroom. You grab a tray and go through the lunch line, and look around for Eddie. You spotted him walking on the table. You HAD to see the show. You walk over and watch it unfold. Eddie was yelling something at the party table and then the table where the basketball team sat. “Or a game where you toss BALLS INTO LAUNDRY BASKETS!” He yelled. Who you assume is the basket ball captain stands up. “YOU WANT SOMETHING FREAK?” He snaps back. Eddie makes some sort of devil face and you start dying of laughter. You yell at the basket ball guy. “hey! Shut the hell up!” You start crying and laughing. You would have fallen over but someone catches you. “Woah, easy now. I gotcha.” Eddie says holding you, looking down, and smiling at you. “Thanks Ed’s.” He blushes at the nickname. He helps you up and drags you over to his table of freaks. “M’lady” he says, and grabs your hand like a princess. He guides you in front of him and lifts your hand above your head and it leads you to a chair at the end of the table. “Here’s my throne m’lady.” He gestured to the seat and sat down. “So uh- where do I sit?” You ask looking around the table for a chair and then back at Eddie. “Well isn’t it obvious?” He patted his thighs while eating his pretzels. You shrug your shoulders while raising your eyebrows and decide not to make a big deal about it. You take a step closer to him and he scoots his chair back and holds his arms out for you. You sit on his lap and wrap your arm around him. You look back at the table and see everyone gawking at the two of you. You can’t help but look at Eddie and burst out laughing. He looks at you and starts laughing with you. He holds your back to keep you from falling back, even though your Curling up on him already. Once you both pull it together, Eddie turns to the group and introduces you. “Everyone this is y/n. PRINCESS y/n.” “Why is this hottie sitting with us exactly?” One of the younger students asks. “Y/n can I have a word with the table please?” Eddie asks, smiling at you.” “Certainly sir.” You get up off of his lap and step away from the table. (At the table) “why is she sitting with us?!” The younger student whisper yells. Eddie gets up out of his chair and walks over to the boy. He grabs him by the collar and pulls him up out of his chair. “You listen to me. Call her a hottie again and see what happens. She’s MINE. Got it shrimp?” Eddie says, staring deeply into his soul. “Yeah-y-yeah I mean yeah- she’s yours- got it.” Eddie let’s go of the boy and they walks over to you. “Y/n!” Eddie says, with his arms out to his sides, and a smile across his face. He ushers you a little farther away from the table and whispers to you. “Hey so I was uh- wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight? Like your place- mine? Whatever you want doll.” Eddie leaned on the wall and waited for your answer. You looked at Eddie and opened your mouth but nothing came out. You look at your shoes. “I- I’m-“ he used his pointer finger to guide your chin up. You were forced to meet his eyes. “You can say no. It’s alright.” He took his hand away from your face and tried to walk away. “No! I-“ you practically screamed that. The whole lunchroom went silent and everyone looked at you. “OooooOooO the freaks found eachother.” “Meet me outside of the main door going out to the parking lot at 4:00pm. I’ll see you then.” You winked at him and then continued to March right over to the table where the person who yelled at you both sat. You casually grabbed his collar and punched him in the stomach. You fled out of the lunchroom and flashed a smile at Eddie.

Hey guys I really hoped u liked this it kinda took me a while because I kept getting distracted but there will most likely be a part3 tomorrow. Love ya😻🎸

love, Mrs. Munson.

#eddie headcanons #eddie munson #eddie the freak munson #eddie fluff #eddie munson my beloved #eddie the banished #eddie the hero #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader

[neverhangd-1721]

🐝 ---- Has your muse ever helped someone in a tough situation? Do they enjoy helping others?

🐾🙀😻 --- Animal themed headcanon prompts;

Since that one is actually answered here, and I’m almost out of these, let’s do some of the ones I wanted to answer but wasn’t asked!

🐱---- Is your muse graceful? Do they possess a skill that they're quite precise and never sloppy with?

Anne wouldn’t describe herself as graceful so I struggle to do the same by proxy, however Anne is incredibly agile in battle, which certainly lends itself to grace. She focuses on always being precise and never sloppy with everything, even though that leads to a lot of unnecessary mental fatigue. She’s constantly fighting to be the best, even when it’s actively detrimental to her to do so.

🐶 ---- Does your muse get excited easily? Is there someone (or particular people) that make them excited?

Anne, as a rule, does not get excited. Not that she’ll ever admit to/openly show. She can’t afford that.

With that said, Anne is weak for a bad bitch and pirates are always the baddest. Nothing excites Anne like watching a pirate be a badass, and this girl is fully on the Edward Teach fan train (in like 9 verses out of 10).

🐻 ---- What are some strange sleep patterns your muse has? Do they sleep a lot, too little, not at all?

Anne doesn’t sleep, especially not recently. Like a cat, Anne can’t sleep unless she feels safe, and she hasn’t felt safe in a very long time. She’s perpetually running on fumes as a result, which both shortens her temper and makes her more suspicious/jumpy than usual. Sometimes she’ll find a safe enough space to take a nap, but it’s fitful and only the bare minimum of what she needs to stay alive.

When she’s actually comfortable enough to sleep, Anne sleeps like the dead. She’s very hard to wake and, while usually an early riser, will spend the first several nights sleeping in as her body tries to finally adjust.

Jack used to describe her as an “anaconda” due to her tendency to cuddle/hold things and people to her while she sleeps. He did not mean it nicely. It’s one of the things that’s kinda fucked her up about sleeping—as in honk-shoo, not sex—with other people.

#✗ lore #✗ mobilr #lovepurposed

[meowzfordayz]

Imma add to your ask pile 😤😂 and say Congratulations on reaching 10k mon ami!!! If anyone deserves all the followers it's certainly you. You are the kindest sweetest extra most bestest person on tumblr imo. 😌 Thank you for checking in on me from time to time, even though I'm not as active on her as I used to be. You answer every ask with such kindness, grace, and sweet lil well wishes. ☺️🥰 The world can certainly use more of that. Anyhoo, luv you babes. 💕 Keep up the good work. Lemme see if I can find a celebration kitti for you 🤔

AHHH !!! 😭💖 Okayokay I’m honored that you think I reached 10,000 followers… 😆

I’m not much of a mathematician, sooo when I named my milestone events 5.0 and 10.0 I was mostly just thinking: 500 shortened to 5 and 1,000 shortened to 10. 💀 Stupid as it is, that was srsly my only and entire thought process. 😂

ANYWHO!

You absolutely warm my heart, my soul, my overactive brain: ty for your kind, thoughtful words !! 🥺 I appreciate how you’ve taken the time to really get to know me and my writing; how we’ve communicated our way through occasional rough patches; and how I feel safe initiating convos w/ you! ☺️ Whether you visit Tumblr daily, weekly, or once a month, I’m grateful for all the big and lil things we chat about and share w/ each other! 💞

I ADORE PUSHEEN !! 😻 11/10 you always find amazing kitty gifs.

Sending you magnificent Monday vibes — you’re the bestest, and I luv you (to the moon and back and back again!). 🌙

P.S. I updated my phone’s system last night, and I have new emojis now !! 🥳 i.e. 🥹🫣🤭🫡🫠🫥🫶🏽🫰🏽🫵🏽🫧🪺🪹🪸🪷 Exciting stuff !! 🤪

#answered by T #💌 #moot: 💙

[jokenotfunny]

This isn't an ask but, lemme just say, I'm in love with your Eddie x Platonic!Experiment! Reader, because before I found it I had been searching for something like this for weeks, and then I come across this blog, when I tell you I SCREAMED. Words cannot describe how happy I was finding this, because I used to fantasize all day about a fic like this, and then I'd be so disappointed when I couldn't find anything relatively close to it. BUT WHEN I FOUND YOUR BLOG I WAS THRILLED! And I just wanna thank you for being such an amazing writer. And not only was it a Platonic fic, (I love Platonic fics so much) THE READER WAS A POC! I just cannot put into words how much happiness your blog brings me and how excited I get when I see a new chapter of the Eddie fic. So in conclusion thank you for being such an amazing writer, I literally feel like you brought me back to life, because without fics like this I was dying out here. Thank you for the happiness you bring me and many others.

OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH wow ! that really means alot to me for so many reasons. 1. because i was looking for the same thing for a while as well, and when i realized there really wasn’t any i was like “oh, well i’ll just write it for myself” and then after i wrote it i was like, “well i guess i can post it”

2. that was my first time writing at all, and i was overthinking pretty much everything about it, so i’m SO happy that you liked it !

3. i’m so happy you like platonic readers too! also i understand the excitement for seeing x poc reader fics. as a poc, i’ve noticed such a LACK, in fics for us. and even though some non-poc writers try to write to be inclusive, sometimes they kind of slip up, and will put something in their content that alludes to not specifically a white reader, but usually a lighter toned reader. and honestly when i was writing i slipped up a few times as well, sometimes putting in words that would make someone visualize a black reader, and had to do some research. i originally was going to make it x black reader, but then i thought “well, even though there’s nothing wrong with that, i’d be more comfortable if any poc that comes across this story could read it and be able to visualize it as themselves.” 

but yeah, i certainly didn’t expect anyone to even read it at all, so the fact that i’ve gotten comments like this just makes my heart go 🤍😻🤍😻🤍😻🤍😻.

and i will now continue writing the season 3 chapter just for you because, this just gave me the motivation to continue that too!

also you guys can send requests 🤭

#omgggg i love this so much 🫶🏾 #i love you for this #thank youu <33 #send more pls #🫶🏾 anon #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x poc reader #eddie munson x platonic!reader

[esha-isboogara]

the feeling of finding somebody who's disgusting like me, and ain't even ashamed of it🤭 is just soooo heavenly~ even my nippies are so hard while I'm typing this😻😻

well anon that certainly is a confession... i’m so glad to meet a fellow degenerate though <3 i have no shame and am proud of it:)

#you’re …bold #honestly slay #thank you for loving my stuff #ily #esha speaks

[freddiefiction]

I wonder how much Freddie let Delilah get away with? haha Like, if she destroyed his shoes or roughhoused with the other cats, was she reprimanded or did he let it slide? I’m not saying she was a troublemaker but she was spoiled! Maybe the other cats weren’t as lucky 🤣 but he and Jim were certainly the sexiest cat dads 😏😻

If you read the lyrics for "Delilah", I think it sums up how much Freddie let Delilah get away with:

You get away with murder so innocent But when you throw a moody You're all claws and you bite That's alright.

So, Delilah (like most cats) could have her moody moments where she'd bite and scratch, but Freddie didn't seem bothered by it. I think he knew it wasn't personal and would let her away with being a diva.

And then you make me slightly mad When you pee all over my Chippendale suite.

I think the only time Freddie would have reprimanded Delilah would be if she was destructive, particularly with furniture. Freddie had expensive taste after all!

And yes, they are the sexiest cat dads ❤️

#ask #anon response #freddie's cats

[dngrs-untld-hrshps-unnmbrd]

(previous anon - hi!) aaand you certainly never disappoint (not that you legit could've, but). yep, that's the exact ship i had in mind😈. for someone who's normally so touch-averse, he himself is certainly very touchy with Charlie, isn't he👀 (yeah yeah control, but there's a bit more to it than that).

i think the main appeal of this ship is its complexity and almost unlimited potential? they're extremely powerful, charming characters with similar interests (dancing, singing, dumb, dorky puns) who act as foils but who also genuinely enjoy each other's company and have fun together -hidden agendas aside. you want some power couple goodness? done! cutesy, wholesome, endearing fluff? ta-da! dark, angsty, sexy mind games? comin right up! on that note - the fandom (esp on twitter) is so crazy talented and productive -despite the gross hate it gets- that you have so many different options when it comes to Alastor's sexuality and the type of space it would hold if he were romantically involved with Charlie. i'm on that same spectrum too, and knowing (from my experience, combined with what i've read from other ace ppl) that those who are asexual/aro can also experience sexual and romantic attraction (just way less often), made it ok for me. i can only speak for myself, ofc, but yeah. and so there are so many fics etc that respectfully explore what effect those new sorts of feelings and intimacy would have on Alastor's self-image and dynamic with Charlie. You can find super well written interpretations of him as either sex-repulsed or sex-positive (there's a reason 'Deer Virgin' and 'Charliesexual' are some of the most popular tags around here, lol) all that to say if you do ever find yourself curious or peckish, i gotchu! couldn't recommend 'penance' by kinkydents enough (something tells me it'd definitely be your speed👌). on the lighter end of the spectrum, 'under my skin' by whamgram is also exceptionally good food (and so funny!). then there's 'the riddle of magic' by rubyfoxfire - an epic in itself, and one that generally sticks to the 'romantic friendship' sort of angle. just a few options on your table😻. thank you for indulging me with this ask and take care!✌️

Oh nonny you make me wanna dive into some fics and rewatch the show for the third time!

Thank you for sharing your perspective on Alastor as an ace spectrum person, that’s really interesting to know. I will for sure check out these fics. Penance sounds great!

You take care too, and feel free to come off anon and DM me because I’m alway happy to talk about our red flag radio darling ❤️

#ask and answer