#idk i didn't think about it too hard it was all just joke set up

[pixiesfz]

would you write for alexia putellas?

okay I always find it hard to write for Alexia but I finally thought of a good plot

inspired by Olivia Rodrigo's unaired song

prison for life a.p

plot: you've always been independent in life but when Alexia walks in you cant help but want her to protect you.

warning: idk

You sat in front of an interviewer in front of the goal posts as he asked questions about your new signing to Barcelona FC.

"So what caused the change from United to here?" he asked and you smiled "Change of scenery I think, there is nothing wrong with the club and I cherish every memory I have there" The interviewer nodded his head "So you don't feel for the comments saying you are moving just to get wins under your belt?" he asked slowly, almost as if he was scared to ask the question.

Your eyes slightly squinted at him but you leaned back as you remembered it is only his job "I'm a big girl" you smirked "I'm not going to listen to comments left on my Instagram because they're not the ones controlling my movements, I am" you said with a nod.

The interviewer smiled, impressed with your answer as the camera stopped rolling "You're very good with the media" he complimented you as he packed up his set "thanks" you smiled before returning to practice.

As you reached the other side of the pitch Keira turned to you "any personalized questions?" she asked and you shrugged "talked a little bit about the rumors of why I moved but that's all" Keira nodded "I will say in this team you get asked more personal questions so I'm here if you need" she suggested and you nodded "I'll be fine" you reassured her "yeah?" she asked "I'm good at protecting myself".

You had moved to Barcelona for a change of scenery but to also spend more time with your girlfriend Alexia who lived and breathed the club.

She was injured at the moment so she wasn't at a lot of the trainings and would appear at some games, she was very protective but you knew that... to an extent.

Your whole life you had protected yourself from the prying eyes of others and didn't rely on anyone else so whenever someone offered to help you, you always declined.

They didn't need to, you had yourself sorted.

But as your early weeks turned into months at Barcelona more interviewers and fans started asking more questions and players on the pitch were starting to recognize some of your go to traits which ended in more tackles, risky tackles.

You had never played in the same team as Alexia yet but as she was getting better and sat on the bench you saw her eyes darken whenever a tackle on you was played.

When the game ended you walked over to the bench where she sat and took the water bottle she had out for you "you know if looks could kill Ellie Carpenter would be six feet under" you joked as the girl had slide tackled you at least five times during the game.

"I don't like it when they try and hurt you" she shrugged and you smiled, leaning over to place her hair behind her ear "it's apart of the game Ale, it's her job and she is good at it." you told the blonde and she rolled her eyes "they hurt you, I hurt them" she shrugged before walking off into the change rooms.

You stayed in your place as you watched her go.

"She's so protective of you" Mapi scoffed as she watched your interaction with Ingred "you know it wouldn't hurt if you were that protective over me" Ingred teased "Alexia would go to prison for life if anyone laid a finger on her"

You furrowed your eyebrows at the couple as they walked away from you still babbling about how Mapi could be more protective of Ingred.

You looked around the crowd before walking around to say hello and sign t-shirts for the crowd.

You always did the lap, some girls stopped every now and then because some of the fans could be too much but you were always good, protecting yourself when something would go too far.

But when a man tried to convince you to take off your playing shirt and give it to him you thought about Mapi's words.

You wish you had Alexia here to protect you.

But you had never invited her too, always making excuses for people or sticking up for yourself.

You knew you could protect yourself but you wouldn't mind Alexia saving you.

You bid the man farewell as he groaned at your non-willingness to take off the top.

When you went home that night you took another hot shower as Alexia cooked dinner you couldn't stop smiling over the fact that Alexia cared so much about you.

When you got out of the shower and changed, you went to the kitchen and wrapped your arms around Alexia's toned stomach.

"comfortable?" she asked and you nodded "very" Alexia laughed "almost done, go put something on the TV" she suggested and you nodded, kissing her back which was covered by a singlet and walking to the couch and picking a television show.

You sat in the corner as you waited for Alexia, your mind wondering into situations where Alexia could save you and how her arms could hold you oh her arms-

"penny for your thoughts?" Alexia said as she put your plate down in front of you "not thinking much" you shrugged and Alexia rolled her eyes "I know when something is on your mind amor" she said and you ducked your head into your arms out of embarrassment.

"It's silly"

"I doubt it is" Alexia moved closer to you and picked up your head with her fingers so you would face her "are you okay?"

"I'm fine I just-" you stopped yourself and Alexia nodded for you to go along.

"Well my whole life I've always stood up for myself and solved my all problems" you started and Alexia nodded "I know, it's one of the things I love about you"

You blushed as she kissed your cheek "And today when I saw your eyes on the pitch and then what you said after the game I realized that I can also allow you to protect me" you said softly

"And I just really like the fact that I have you and that you care about me so much to even suggest hurting someone who hurt me" you laughed at the end.

"I would do more than just hurt them" Alexia quipped and you smirked "would you say you would end up going to prison?" you asked, thinking of Mapi's comment from earlier.

"For life".

#woso x reader #woso #alexia putellas #alexia putellas x reader

[jnnul]

dating karina (aespa)

word count: 870 words a/n: uhh i've been in a karina state of mind lately i could've made this at least 8k words but i didn't... genres: fluff and nsfw content

gif creds: @sunghanbin

the one that you need to know about jimin is that she is a selfish lover

and i mean that in every sense of the word

she is SO incredibly possessive

will absolutely get upset if she feels like she's sharing your love with literally anyone or anything

in fact, she probably asked you out because she got jealous af

aka she was trying to court you and you kept friend-zoning her

"omg you got me flowers and perfume? you're such an amazing friend, jimin!"

smh.

one day, she catches you with a box of chocolates that she definitely did not get you

and she loses it

"y/n, who got you this? they probably poisoned it. idk. you should throw it out. i think it went bad. oh wait it's ugly. throw it away."

will buy you a box of chocolate double the size

and seeing her jealous is what finally makes things click in your head

but you like seeing her so possessive over you so you pretend that you don't know what she's saying

until she finally summons all of her courage and asks you out formally

and oh, if you thought that her crushing on you was intense, it TRIPLES when you start dating

openly flirts with you everywhere. in front of everyone.

will call you beautiful/handsome/gorgeous and will glare at anyone who doesn't agree with her (platonically, ofc)

will scream from the rooftops that she's head over heels for you

but beyond all of that, she loves so hard

jimin genuinely believes that you were the one to hang the stars in the sky

she really asks for nothing in your relationship except for never giving her a reason to think that you don't like her

highkey, she's a loser

i mean that

like you could just sit in her lap when she games and she would think that you're the sexiest person she's ever laid eyes on

it could be overbearing just HOW into you she is if she wasn't so loser??

like yea, she's super possessive and will stink eye anyone looking at you weird when you're dressed up all sexy

but then she'll look at you with those big boba eyes because she forgets the entire world when you look at her

highkey thinks that you're out of her league??

like in her head, she games 29/8, wears glasses, wears the same wrinkled shirt for days on end, is super shy when you first meet her, etc.

not to mention the fact that she's aware that she's so incredibly in love with you

so it can hurt her in the beginning when you don't know how to show her just how much you love her

like you're just AWKWARD but she doesn't get that

but literally just tell her and she will fall like a lovesick puppy all over again

is such a gentlewoman omg

doesn't let you pay for anything, spoils you rotten, and loves nothing more than to tell you how much she loves you

will not break up with you. like once you're with her, you're with her for lyfe.

[nsfw content below.]

OMG AND IT TRANSFERS TO THE BEDROOM TOO

BC I SWEAR THAT SHE'S SUCH A SOFT DOM

she likes dressing you up in the prettiest sets, watching you model them for her bc she likes seeing how shy you get

is it controversial if i said she would make you wear a collar?

doesn't matter how big or small you are, you will always find yourself on her lap

she likes making you ride her thigh??

like she likes watching you try to get yourself her without even lifting a finger

again with the whole i want you to love me as much as i love you thing

especially if you're wearing her clothes??

will get clothes 9x too big just bc she likes seeing you swaddled in her clothes, using her to get yourself off

but you can't. ofc you can't.

she honestly would make you feel so good that you physically wouldn't be able to get off w/o her helping you

will mark you everywhere

i'm not joking

you'll wake up looking like you got mauled by bear from the hickeys on your neck

she likes spanking you for the same reason

her handprint on your ass is pretty much permanent atp

is dominant the whole time (and it's very very rare that she gives up control) and loves making you melt in her arms

her goal is always to make you feel so good that you can't speak, just clawing at her for more

more what? who knows. but she'll give it to you, that's for sure.

is very kinky and probably enjoys fantasies of a lot of darker kinks but is very scared of pushing you past your limits

just the sheer volume of dark dark fantasies that she finds herself getting off to the idea of subjecting you to scares her

aftercare is superb

never fails to clean you up, wait for you to come back to her, and always snuggles the absolute best fr fr

she's a sweetie who fucks real good (a keeper fr)

#jnnul #karina x reader #aespa x reader #karina imagines #aespa imagines #karina smut #karina fluff #aespa fluff #aespa smut #karina aespa #yoo jimin x reader #yoo jimin #karina drabbles #aespa drabble #karina headcanons #aespa headcanons

[adoresol]

♥︎ 𓂃 all you have to do is, WAIT — p. wonbin

1.6k *smut ⚠︎ fem!bodied reader. making out, oral (fem + male receiving), fingering, cum swallowing. may have accidentally incorporated sub!wonbin...

request: idk if you’ve seen the video of wonbin looking at shotaro w puppy eyes and pouting but i NEED a fic where wonbin pleads the reader for kisses while theyre busy doing smthg and once reader gives in for just a kiss, he makes it into something more iykwim,, if you can do this ill actually love u forever‼️

author's note: thank you sm for patiently waiting, i'm sorry it took so long but it's finally here <3 + stream wait by dino!!

WONBIN KNOWS THAT HE'S being dramatic, acting as if he hasn't had sex with you in centuries when in all reality, it has been three days (three days too long, he'd say). but he also knows that currently, your responsibility lies with helping a family member with their wedding. you have always been an excellent baker, it doesn't take much for you to agree with an offer with a smile.

it's one of the things wonbin loves about you, the fact that you don't let negative emotions subside within you and rather, you allow for new opportunities and friendships to occur. the friendliness is exactly what brought him to you in the first place.

but, he can't help it if he misses his gorgeous girlfriend, even if it's only been a few days.

wonbin's given signs, many, many signs. he can't help but wonder if you're purposefully ignoring them or are far too busy preoccupied on the arrangements of your cousin's wedding. “hey, my love.” you greet him with a smile, giving him a fraction of a second before you went back to focusing on setting the timer for the oven. he smiled warmly at you, his eyes never leaving your frame. wonbin admires you, it's evident in any way you could think of. but the very proof lies within his gaze, his brown eyes softening as he looks at you, who's far too busy to even notice his desire.

or, at least that's how he sees it.

“wonbin, if you stare too hard you might notice something you don't want to.” you joked, scrunching your nose at the comment you made towards yourself. wonbin loves you, all versions of you. “it's the opposite, staring at you makes me fall in love with you all over again.” his footsteps making its way towards you from behind, his arms wrapping around your waist and his head tilting to rest upon the spine of your back.

“i'm busy, you know this.” you sighed, trying to shrug off the clingy boy as you tried to mix the batter of raw eggs, flour, sugar, and other ingredients that wonbin can't bother to remember because that's what he has you for. “i do, but i miss you. i miss my girlfriend.” wonbin's never this bold, and you felt your heart leap at his obvious need. but you had a commitment and you were not going to throw it all away, knowing it would only lead to you rushing to get everything done the morning after. the day of the wedding.

“my love, i'm almost done. it won't take me that long.” you tried to reassure him, but his ears fell deaf to it all. “you said that last time and i ended up falling asleep by the time you were done.” wonbin complained, his arms holding onto you tighter.

you turned around, his grip loosening up a bit even if he was reluctant to do so. his hair falling in front of his eyes and staring back into yours, his face conformed into a pout. he was pouting, like a child who didn't get their way. laughing at his facial expression, your hands grabbed the sides of his face, placing a delicate peck on the top of his forehead. “i'm busy, wonbin. just give me a couple of hours and i'm all yours.”

“but i want you to be all mine now.” the way he was looking at you almost made you surrender to him. you sighed and brought your hand up to rest on the side of his jaw, tilting his head upwards to look at you. leaning in, you felt your lips touch his and his reaction was almost incredible, his body sinking into yours. the way his hands brought you closer to his body as his mouth moved along yours, soft breaths and a whine threatening to leave his lips.

you pressed your hands against his chest, detaching yourself from wonbin. whenever he looks at you, it's light and full of adoration but at this moment, it was quickly replaced with need. you turned around to continue mixing the batter, no matter how distracted you had let yourself get you couldn't bother yourself with it any further. “wonbin.. just wait, please? all you have to do it wait.”

and wait he did not.

slamming your hands down onto the counter, you bit down on your lip to avoid from encouraging his needy behavior. wonbin's hands trailing down into your pants and under your lacy panties, a groan leaving his lips when he felt just how wet you had truly been. “it's not just me.” he muttered into your ear, placing kisses down your shoulder as his fingers found home inside your pussy, thrusting them in and out with fluidity from how drenched you had been. you whined and hung your head low, your hips stuttering into the palm of his hand for the attention that you'd been refusing to admit you've been needing.

“i can't wait anymore. you want this just as bad as i do, i know you do.” wonbin whined against your skin, stripping you from your shorts. he lifted you, turning you around to face him, sitting you up on the counter. he placed kisses down your body, and stopped right over your pussy, pressing his tongue flat against your panties. instinctively, your hands reached to his hair, tugging on it with a whine. “take them off.” you told him, nodding when he looked back up for reassurance.

the second your panties came off, wonbin's tongue entered in between your folds, his nose angled and brushing against your clit gently.

it's been so long, you couldn't help but feel your orgasm reaching quickly from his simple actions. he sucked on your clit while looking up at you through his bangs, his big eyes peering into yours with so much lust.

“oh, fuck.” you gulped, throwing your head back as wonbin continued to fuck his tongue into your heat, his pace was consistent– it was sloppy and desperate, like he'd been waiting for this moment to occur. the fact that he'd so quickly gotten on his knees and pushed your legs apart for his tongue to dive into your cunt made your stomach turn.

wonbin had been so caught up with making you cum on his tongue, that he didn't realize how hard he had gotten. his cock was leaking inside of his joggers, the uncomfortable feeling causing him to press a hand against his hard on. groaning as he touched himself through the soft material, wanting nothing more than to be inside of you. before he knew it, you moaned louder, your cunt grinding against his mouth and your hands tugging harder on his hair. although it hurt, wonbin believes that pain has never felt better than now.

wonbin closed his eyes as he cleaned you up, standing up and watching as your chest heaved, your eyes were shut closed from the euphoric feeling. “kiss me.” you spoke, and it did not take him long before he bent down to latch his lips onto yours. you whined against him from the aggressiveness, tasting your own juices from his tongue. your hand reached down to his joggers, palming him through the clothing. he hissed into your mouth, letting out soft groans and whines. wrapping your hand around his face, you kept kissing him feverishly, while you took off his joggers with the help of your hands and your foot.

“baby's so hard, wanted this for a while, didn't you?” you spoke against his mouth, wonbin nodding as soon as the words left your lips. “i'm sorry, my love.” pulling away from the heated kiss, looking into his eyes. “i'll make it up to you.” you gestured for him to take off his shirt as you stood up from the counter, engaging in yet another kiss.

your lips trailed down from his lips to the corners of his mouth, to his sharp jawline and down towards his collarbones. suckling softly on wonbin's pretty skin, your hands ghosting the sides of his body before they landed on his boxers. “so pretty, wonbin.” you mumbled against his chest, looking up at him with a gentle smile. his cheeks were flushed and his eyes softened up when looking at you, despite the amount of sexual desire he craved so badly from you. your hands helped to take off his undergarments, then wrapping your hand around his leaking cock and jerking it slowly. “so, so pretty.”

wonbin moaned at the combination of your words and the attention his cock was finally getting. the way you left kisses down his body, and continued pouring so much care into him. his heart leaped, just as his cock did, when you got down on your knees and peered up at him with the utmost prettiest eyes he's ever seen. kissing down his shaft, your hand moving his cock in a quicker pace from the way his moans only increased with every breath he took. you chuckled softly at his reactions, looking up at him as you stuck your tongue out to press the tip of his tongue against. you hummed at the sensation, moving your mouth further to engulf his length into your mouth.

wonbin's hands found their way to your head, patting it gently despite how needy he'd been feeling. your warm mouth allowing him much more pleasure, the way you managed to shove his entire length down your throat without any uncertainties. you knew you could take it, especially if it came down to making your boyfriend feel good.

you felt his cock twitching in your mouth and you knew he was about to cum, continuing your actions at an ever quicker pace and even moaning around his length to increase stimulation. wonbin's breaths grew heavy and he groaned as he felt himself release inside of your mouth, constant moans exiting from his lips.

you slowly pulled away from his cock, licking your lips with a grin as you looked up to see his satisfied expression. you smirked, “why don't we take this somewhere else?”

#adoresol ✮ #riize #riize imagines #riize smut #park wonbin imagines #park wonbin smut #wonbin imagines #wonbin smut #riize wonbin #riize wonbin smut

[pandaroboto]

Taskmaster Recording Report

This will be a long post and it has spoilers, so proceed with caution. More after the cut.

I will put in two different sections, what happened on warm-up and between takes and what they cut from the episode and I remember. WARM UP

Greg told people to stop sending sexy DMs because he would disappoint all the ladies/some guys.

He introduced Alex who came to the stage and hugged Greg's...knees?

Greg told the audience Alex was a master and could mimic any animal doing a dance style. He did a guinea pig first and it was the cutest thing, then a wolf (there is a picture of this that was used on a press release) and then a lion. When Greg asked about a dance style I yelled SAMBA with all my strength and then I saw Alex trying to samba as a lion. It was amazing.

Mark Olver asked who came from furthest to watch it and I raised my hand and said Brazil and he said BULLSHIT, you didn't come here just for that. I then explained I also was going to see Tim Key in Cardiff the next day and he was like "Oh..she did came here just for that then"

Again British people can't understand my name so I was referred as "Brazil" for the rest of the afternoon

I was also questioned about how do I watch the show and I quickly replied Youtube .

He made me list my favorite contestants to see if I could stay in the country. I tried to think which contestants were on the YouTube series uploaded. I then said Bob Mortimer, Mike Wozniak and Mark Watson (Alex smiled a bit when I said his name). Olver went " I can't believe someone in Brazil was watching the Woz fart a pile"

When I was telling I am from Brazil Alex waved at me and I was sure he knew who I was because long story short a bunch of friends really made me feel special and got me a signed book by Alex and he knew I was going to be there after travelling for 14+ hours.

At that point Greg said "Did you come for me???" and I pathetically went YES Y ES YES. He waved at me and IDK till today how I survived this.

They joked about a guy being first row and not being a fan,Mark asked who he had to fuck to get those seat and greg was pointing to himself.

They said we were clapping at the wrong places and that would confuse Alex and Greg

After the recording when I got back to London randomly meet Asim Chaudhry on Leceister Square. He was so sweet. We chatted a bit , I talked about how Sandman was big here, and that he had Brazilian fans and he got very excited and telling his mates about it

STUDIO

Sue got a massive round of applause. I think she and Julian got the big whoops from the crowd

The prize task was so much longer. Lucy went for ages talking about the ghost of the dog, and Greg kept asking questions. I knew most of it would be cut, but Greg kept mentioning during the episode and made me question how they would edit the references. They are bloody genius those editors.

Sam's Pinocchio made quite the impression, and Greg had a lot of fun with it. They talk about Pinocchio's penis, there was questions if it grew too with the lies. And Greg kept saying Pinocchio during the recording.

Sue's monkey orgy story was longer too.

When they showed Sam getting super closer to Alex, Greg mentioned Alex was very uncomfortable with touch and to prove that he got really touchy. BTW guys the amount of hand touches, and whispers behind the cards...they are insane

After the team task they were basically talking about how kinky it was, and Greg joked about Alex tied up , hogtie style and that he enjoyed. This was the thing I was most excited and I hope they put on the outtakes because I know how the fandom will be mental about it.

Greg is...MAGNETIC! Like the man demands attention and is very hard to not be looking at him. I kept looking at them at the studio and mostly ignored the tasks because I knew that I could see them later.

The live task took ages to set up and to reset after every round, Greg even joked we would spend the night there. It was more or less 3 hours of taping.

Greg interacted with us a lot because they had to reset the seesaw all the time, At one point he asked us to go "oooooh" that was show in the episode but he asked Alex using those words "Do you want the audience to oooh you while you pull it out slowly for me?" and he said with such a voice that...if I were a dude I would have a boner.

There was a point when Alex had to explain the outcome and he got it wrong and the audience corrected him to Greg's delight, he was very giggly. Sue got quite mad at Alex and the chains.

I guess it was this. At least that is what I took from my notes.

#taskmaster #taskmaster spoilers

[sokkigarden]

Hi babe. I have a special request cause I'm SAD! Can I get a jamie x reader where Jamie is always there to hear about readers failed dates but he's actually hopelessly in love with her? Then romantic reveal? Lots of kissing? Idk do what you want with it

tysm for sending this in! i didn't forget about this ask i swear! this drabble was sitting in my brain for days and i finally wrote it all out in a haze of productivity LOL. i hope you like this and i hope you aren't sad anymore eeee <333

i've loved you for so long

jamie tartt x female reader | 1.2k words | friends to lovers

“ugh i can’t believe i went out with him again! especially after the whole handshake thing.”

jamie looked over at you as you snuggled into his couch cushions, recounting yet another disastrous date you had just come from. he wanted to be a good friend and listen, but he was finding it hard to pay attention. his mind was aflutter with his own messy thoughts.

should he tell you the truth?

he loved being your friend and being there for you, especially on nights like these. he loved how your cheeks got flush as you talked too fast, giving every detail of the story. he loved how you clutched his throw pillow, still dressed up from your date but heels discarded by the front door. he loved how you spread your legs across his couch, like you owned the place. in a way you did. in a way, you owned his heart, his whole being; home and prized possessions be damned. 

he loved that he was the first person you wanted to talk to after a failed night out. among your many months of friendship, you had been a comfort to him in so many ways. he felt lucky to believe you thought the same of him. 

to put it simply, he loved you. everything about you. 

and he was a coward to not say anything. sitting in angsty silence as you talked about being wine-and-dined by other men every other week. he knew what you wanted, and he wanted that same thing, with you, so why couldn’t he just let himself admit it?

he hummed as you continued, nodding along to your story when appropriate. your feet were in his lap, and he ran his fingers gently along your calf, watching in the lowlight as you shivered at his touch.

“i should’ve known when he dropped me off with a handshake that it wouldn’t work out. a handshake! who does that!” you exclaimed. “like if you don’t want to kiss me, there are other options available.”

you huffed, awaiting his response, but suddenly the image of kissing you himself was all jamie could think of. up against the door to your flat. in the boot room. out on the pitch after a win. while cooking dinner together. in the morning between his sheets.

“that’s crazy,” he said absentmindedly. clearly not the response you were expecting from him.

“hm?”

“the fact he didn’t kiss you,” he added, speaking without fully thinking about what he was saying. “i would’ve.”

you rolled your eyes, shaking your head at his words. “thanks, jamie.” 

you clearly thought it was all a joke. as you let out a soft chuckle, you caught him staring at you intensely. jamie always gave you his full attention, but in that moment he couldn’t help himself. he knew he wore his emotions on his face but he refused to look away. 

he held your stare for a moment, before glancing from your eyes to your nose. his gaze lingered on your lips for a beat too long before he focused back on your eyes.

you broke eye contact first, looking away shakily. you pulled your feet off his lap and warning bells rang through his head. he’s messed this up. you were retreating from him, and he will never get to fully tell you how he feels. hell, you probably won’t even be his friend after this. 

he bit the inside of his cheek, trying to stave off the negative thoughts coursing through his head. he was brought back into the moment as he felt you shift closer, having set down the pillow you’d been holding. 

he didn’t dare to make a move, sitting frozen as he watched you come closer. he held his breath as you ran a hand gently through his hair and pressed an experimental kiss to the side of his mouth.

as soon as your lips touched, it was like jamie finally woke up. he took the opportunity in stride, kissing you like he’s wanted to for ages.

you were warm against him, and soft. so soft. he wound his arms around your torso, pulling you closer. he kissed you like it was his only chance to prove his love to you. your hands tangled in his hair, scratching your nails across his scalp. he felt alive for the first time. he didn’t want this moment to end. 

he pressed open mouthed kisses across your jaw and neck. he found a spot just beneath your ear that made you hum, low in your throat.

“you’re either an extremely good kisser or you’ve wanted to do this for a while,” you said, your voice a bit breathless. 

jamie’s conquest of your neck paused and he pulled back slightly. you wondered if you had ruined the moment. 

he looked deeply into your eyes as he affirmed, “both,” before seizing your lips again. you melted against him, and he wondered what he was so scared of. why he hadn’t done this sooner. 

“i’ve wanted you for so long,” he mumbled against your lips. 

now it was your turn to pause, as you broke apart. you blinked several times as if trying to clear your head. 

“jamie,” you started, and he felt his heart drop. here it comes. rejection. “you know i’m not just looking to hook up right? i keep going on these dates because i want to find something more.”

his eyebrows knitted together as he processed your words. did you really think all he wanted was to sleep with you? 

“do you really not know?” 

you shook your head in confusion. “know what?”

“how much i love you.”

jamie saw your eyes go wide and your mouth opened but no words came out. so there it was. he’d finally said it. there was no going back. he didn’t want to think about just how screwed up he was if you didn’t feel the same.

you slid your hands over his shoulders, clearly trying to process his words. finally you spoke.

“i didn’t know you felt this way.” 

jamie pulled away, creating distance between the two of you. he didn’t want your pity. he didn’t want you to let him down softly. he just wanted to finally be honest with himself, and with you. he hoped he was strong enough to face the consequences.

“it’s okay if you don’t,” he replied. “i just… it had to come out eventually i guess.”

you grasped his hand, running your fingers across his knuckles. you stared at the plains of his palm as you spoke.

“i was only going on so many dates to distract myself. to get past my feelings for you.” you finally glanced up at him. “i didn’t think i had a chance.”

jamie shook his head in disbelief. “how could you not? you’re everything to me.”

he squeezed your hands, holding eye contact, hoping his feelings crossed his face like every other emotion seemed to. in return, your eyes glistened in the lowlight. 

“we’ve always just been good friends,” you said, “and i’m not like the girls you normally date.”

suddenly jamie swept his arms around you, embracing you in a hug, burying his face in your hair. you hugged him back just as much.

“you’re so much more than that.” he murmured. 

you brought your lips to his once more, pouring every emotion into your kiss.

and in that moment, everything finally clicked into place.

song inspo: i've loved you for so long by the aces !!

friendly reminder that my inbox is always open for requests, but i might not write out drabbles for everything. i'm also open if you just want to chat about jamie, or ted lasso in general! <3

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[hopleii]

Heyyy

So I don't know if you take requests so just ignore this if you don't

I've been thinking about tsukishima kei with a gentle s/o that gets along REALLY GOOD with yamaguchi and they become like besties and then tsukki is like starting to get a little jealous about that

content: tsukishima kei x GN!reader, not proofread, kindaa ooc??, fluff, jealous tsuki, kinda cliche because i ran out of ideas im so sorry, a bit long but only because i loved writing this, lowercase intentional, idk what else but pls let me know mwaaa

a/n: HELLO!! MY FIRST REQUEST?? sorry for not doing this earlier I got caught up in school 😭 I luv this request mwamwamwa

tsukishima kei with a gentle and compassionate s/o, you shared the a few interests and traits with his best friend yamaguchi tadashi, he subconsciously started talking about his friend to you when you expressed similar characteristics to his best friend.

eventually, you grew curious about who this friend was! you started asking more questions about him and encouraged tsukishima to share more stories about him! tsukishima couldn't feed your curiosity all at once so he just decided he'd introduce you to him the next time they hangout (yayyy)

the sun was beginning to set over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow through the cafe window, "hey," tsukishima called to yamaguchi, he looked up, a curious yet welcoming expression on his face, his eyes flickering between tsukishima and the person beside him.

"yamaguchi, this is," tsukishima paused momentarily, his cheeks dusted with a faint blush, "my significant other." yamaguchi's eyes widened in realization, and a warm smile spread across his face. he extended his hand in a friendly gesture as he faced you kindly "it's nice to finally meet you. tsukishima has told me a lot about you."

you smiled back, shaking his hand. "it's nice to finally meet you too!"

tsukishima observed the interaction, feeling a mix of relief and curiosity. he had hoped that you and his best friend would get along, and it seemed that they were off to a good start.

a few days later, you find yourself gradually talking to yamaguchi more and more, at first, tsukishima thought it was nice. the two of you balanced out his sarcastic and hard exterior and you both had a relaxing and refreshing dynamic. however, as time goes on and your interactions become more frequent, tsukishima starts to feel a twinge of jealousy.

tsukishima knew you didn't mean any harm, you were sweet, compassionate and loyal and interacting with his best friend didn't make him feel less loved in any way, but a small, irrational part of him still grappled with those twinges of jealousy.

after a long day of hanging out with the two of them, you plop down onto the couch with your boyfriend. you noticed he was quite irritated and cranky today so you decided to check up on him.

"tsuki, what's wrong?" you ask, your gentle demeanor unwavering. "you've been talking to yamaguchi alot lately, what, you got a crush on him or something?" he replies with a tone that reeks of sarcasm, you pout at his response and eventually pick up on his jealousy, sensing an underlying tension that his words couldn't completely mask. he doesn't reply, only letting out a soft sigh.

"hey, i know you're joking, but is there something bothering you? you know i care about you."

tsukishima lets out a sigh, his gaze dropping to the ground for a moment before meeting your eyes. "i know you do. it's just… i guess i've been feeling a bit insecure lately."

your heart aches at his admission. stepping closer to him, you reach out and gently cup his cheeks, making comforting motions. "insecure about what?"

he hesitates, then finally speaks, his voice quieter than usual. "i see how well you get along with yamaguchi, and it's stupid, but i can't help feeling a bit jealous. i know you love me, but seeing you connect with him… it makes me jealous."

you offer him a warm smile, your concern and affection for him evident in your eyes. "tsuki..."

he meets your gaze, his guard slowly coming down in the face of your genuine understanding. "i'm sorry," he mumbles, "I didn't mean to make you feel that way. can I make it up to you?" your soft voice carries reassurance as you squeeze his cheeks gently. "you don't need to apologize. I love you and tadashi, of course, but my love for you is different okay? he's nothing but a friend, you're my love." tsukishima's shoulders relax as he lets out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. he gives you a smile, a mix of gratitude and relief coloring his expression. "yeah, I know."

you scooch closer, wrapping your free arm around his waist in a comforting hug, he relaxes further into your hold, his head resting against yours as he allows himself to be vulnerable in your presence.

"thank you," he murmurs, his voice soft but sincere. you press a gentle kiss to his cheek, a small gesture he grew to love "mhm...I love you."

as the two of you sit there, wrapped in each other's arms, he finds solace in the fact that you were gentle, compassionate, and patient with him. he's reminded once again of how much you cherish the bond you share with him.

© —hopleii

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[pretty-blkgirl]

Minnie Day

//gn!reader x Seungmin//

Synopsis: You two are separated, but you end up at your boyfriend’s house on his birthday.

Genre: fluff, bit suggestive, tiny, itty bit sad

Warnings: little suggestive at the end

A/N: It’s our Seungminnie’s birthday (in Korea lmao [idk why I always feel the need to point out it’s not their birthday for me yet LMAO]). Seungmin went on bubble earlier to say he was doing okay after what happened, I just hope he rests and thoroughly enjoys his day.

~~~|~~~

You knock on the maroon-colored door lightly, hearing the roar of thunder just a few miles away. The sun had set a short while ago, and the upcoming storm hides the moon and stars.

You knock again once little droplets of rain start to fall. Seungmin told you to be at his doorstep at 7:30 p.m., stressing you not to be late.

After two more minutes, he opens the door and ushers you in. The rain wasn’t hard yet, so you weren’t too wet.

“Hi, um….Happy birthday,” You say, handing him a gift bag and walking quickly to the dining room. You were beyond nervous, and it showed.

You and Seungmin had been separated for weeks because you had been fighting constantly. There were no objective reasons for the fights, and you both knew it.

You two had been so stressed out over work and would regularly take it out on one another. The once loving, caring relationship was turning sour as the days went on.

So you separated. Space was needed, but you didn't want to break up yet. You still had hope in the relationship.

You both agreed on a few months of little to no communication; you wanted the opportunity to miss one another.

So why were you at his doorstep at night…on his birthday?

Two days ago, you got a flat tire, right when a storm was coming down. It had been storming all week. You made a joke in your mind about Seungmin and his fellow 00-liners being the ones to bring the rain.

This storm was nasty, and you needed to find shelter fast.

You were annoyed at yourself, especially since your coworkers told you they didn’t think you’d get home before the storm got too bad.

But after a long shift, you didn’t want to spend more time at or near your job.

The storm worsened as you tried to figure out what to do. You were on a little one-way road that was near a neighborhood. There weren’t any stores or restaurants for the next 3 miles, but you couldn’t walk that, and you definitely couldn’t stay in the car.

You realized you were near Seungmin’s neighborhood and could reach his place in 2 minutes if you ran.

You chuckled bitterly. The universe must have liked playing tricks on you.

It took one more boom of thunder for you to grab what you needed, get out of the car, lock it, and run for your life.

Your car was on the side of the road, and you made a mental note to call for a tow truck later.

You bolted to Seungmin’s house and knocked on the door. You were being pelted with large hail and huge raindrops. The wind was making you sway from side to side.

He opened the door after you continued to pound on it. He wore a look of irritation on his face, but it washed away as soon as he saw you.

He immediately pulled you into the house and pulled you out of your soaked jacket. When he saw how wet the rest of your clothes were, he ran to his bedroom to grab you some of his clothes.

You planned to explain the situation to him, wait out the storm, call a tow truck, and then leave as fast as you can.

Of course, it didn’t happen that way.

You two began talking over hot chocolate. He was ranting about work, and you hung on to his every word. You laughed at every joke he made, shared his frustrations, and (accidentally) revealed how much you missed times like those.

You missed him. You missed absolutely everything about him.

And he missed you so much.

When the rain cleared up, he drove you back to your car and revealed the spare tire he had in his trunk.

He said that he always kept a spare tire for you; that was something he did a little after you guys got together.

You joked about how it was dangerous, what if he needed one day.

“You know I’ll always put your needs before mine,” He said, making your heart beat faster.

He changed your tire, and you could feel tears start to fall when he finished.

Is that it? Do you guys stop talking again? The separation was already hard enough on you, but now it would be unbearable.

You asked what he was doing for his birthday, and he said he would love to have dinner with you.

He wanted to talk about your relationship.

You agreed, and now you are sitting across from him as you two fork at your pasta. You could tell he wanted to start the conversation but was too scared.

Against your own fears, you decided to speak

“I miss you, Seung,” You sigh, “I just wanna know what we can do to make it better.”

“Anything,” He stresses, “I’ll do anything, y/n,” He puts his fork down. You do the same and move your plate out of your way.

You could see the pure heartbreak in his eyes. You hadn’t seen that look since the separation first happened.

“We don’t communicate well” You sigh

“We’ll go to couples counseling.”

“You have a temper, Seung,” You say next

He nods, “I’ll go to therapy alone, too, or even anger management.”

“I feel like I take a backseat to your job.”

This time, he groans but quickly stops to nod, “It’s a very demanding job, sweetheart. You gotta understand that.”

“You're right,” You agree, “I’ll be more understanding, but I still want us to spend time together.”

He smiles, “Okay, good. Also, I don’t like how you compare our relationship to others. I don’t feel good hearing what your friends' partners are doing for them and how I’m not doing that.”

“I get that! And I’m sorry, baby, I promise no more comparisons. You’re an amazing boyfriend, and I’m sorry if I ever made you feel like you weren’t.”

You two continue your talk, no one getting defensive or making excuses for themselves.

Your talk lasts a few hours, ending when you two decide to end the separation. You were happy to have your lover back; those few weeks were hell.

“Damn, I missed you,” He grins, pulling you into a tight hug. You laugh and hug him back, smiling just as brightly.

You pull away and smirk at him, “It’s your birthday….want your present?”

He looks at you innocently before mimicking your smirk

“Hell yes, is that even a question?”

You chuckle, “Where do you want it? Shower, bed, couch? We could move this food, and I’ll give it to you on the table.”

“How about all the above?” He says before picking you up and running towards the bedroom.

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[mydearzero]

hiya! i was the anon that requested the chubby reader, and since you said that you're a chubby person yourself, i feel more ✨ comfortable ✨ with requesting this stuff here rather than any other account :>

idk if you would be okay with taking an another request from me, but this time could i request (again) gender neutral chubby reader, but when the reader sits on eddie's lap (for example while he waits for the rest of hellfire club to show up), and mike makes an unnecessary comment in lines of 'aren't they going to crush you?', and eddie defends the reader? this would be mostly fluff and angst if you're okay with that :D

I'm so glad you feel comfy requesting from me! 🥰 Thanks for another request!! it's a bit short, but I hope you like it :)

You're Out | E.M. x Chubby!GN!Reader

Summary: Mike makes an unwanted comment about readers weight. Eddie quickly steps in.

Angst + fluff

No warnings, just a comment about reader's weight being made.

874 words

MASTERLIST

You were comfortable in your relationship with Eddie. He loved you and all your flaws, no matter what they might be. People questioned you both on your relationship. Wasn't Eddie a freak? Didn't you have a bit much meat on your bones for a skinny guy like him? Why were you even together? You loved Eddie, Eddie loved you and that was that. 

You accompanied him often to Hellfire, even when you didn't participate. You didn't always stay for the entire thing, having a life of your own to live. But you did often help Eddie set up and make the room dark to set the mood. 

Which was what you were currently doing. You strained as you pushed the curtains against the windows and taped them down to let the least amount of light possible pass through. 

Eddie sat down after he finished placing the last figurines, admiring his work. He clapped and rubbed his hands together. "You're the best, babe. Everything's ready, right on time. The boys should be coming any minute." He smacked his lap a couple times to signal for you to take a seat. 

You draped your legs over his sideways and sat with him for a moment taking in the insane campaign laid out in front of you. "You've outdone yourself with this one, Eds." 

"I know, isn't it amazing? I can't wait to see their reactions." Eddie's eyes lit up with a childlike glimmer. You heard the excited chatter of the rest of Hellfire come down the hallway. You were about to get up, but Eddie held you down by the waist. "You're staying for the introduction, right?" 

Eddie had worked so hard on this campaign for weeks. He at least wanted you to see a bit of it in action. You'd helped him work out the details, after all. 

"Of course, I'm staying. Wouldn't miss it for the world" you pushed your forehead against his and quickly pecked him on his nose. You made yourself comfortable on his lap, waiting for the boys to fill the seats around the table. 

They fawned over Eddie's new figurines, excited hollers erupting through the room over the new campaign. Dustin noticed you and waved. "You're staying?" He asked with a grin. "Yeah, not the entire evening, though. Have some things I need to do before next week." 

You heard a laughing scoff coming from Mike. "I mean, not like Eddie's legs would survive if you did stay." You knew by Mike's tone it was meant as a joke, but you could feel your heart sink to your stomach. You tried to laugh it off, but the tears had already reached your cheeks. 

"You're fucking pathetic, Wheeler. You're out." Eddie spat. His grip on your waist tightened as you tried to get up. "Stop, Eddie. I'll just go." 

"No, you're staying. Wheeler's leaving. Aren't you, Michael? Why're you still standing there? I'm pretty sure I just told you you were out." At first, some of the boys laughed, but Eddie was dead serious. 

"You're kidding, right? It was just a joke." Mike looked at Eddie with a perplexed expression. Dustin gave a disapproving glare. "I think he's being serious, Mike." 

"You too? What'd I do? It was just a fucking joke, jeez." Mike raised his hands in surrender like he was being attacked. 

"What'd you do? What'd you do? You see this?" Eddie pointed at your face. "Tears. Thanks to your stupid 'joke', Wheeler. I understand you're an insecure little piss boy, but keep your ridiculous jokes to yourself next time, or there won't fucking be a next time. Understood?" 

Mike gaped at his club leader. 

"Did I make myself fucking clear, Mike?" 

"Y-yes. I'm sorry. It won't happen again." Mike sputtered as he took a seat. 

"No, you don't apologise to me. And sit over there. I don't want to fucking see your face right now." Eddie waved to the seat furthest away from the head of the table. 

Mike turned to your tear-stained face. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you." It didn't sound the most genuine, you knew he was just scared of Eddie's wrath. 

"It's okay." You muttered and turned to look at Eddie, who was obviously still fuming. "It's not fucking okay, Wheeler. If I ever hear you making comments like that again, about anyone, you're dead." 

Mike nodded and adorned the seat far, far away from your boyfriend. 

"Calm down, baby. I'm okay." You whispered as you stroked the hair at the back of his neck. He put his hand on the back of your head and pulled you down into a quick kiss. "You're gorgeous, you know that, right?" He pleaded. "Yeah, Eds. I know. I love you." You smiled. "I love you too, babe. So much." How did you deserve someone like him? Willing to threaten his friends over a stupid joke that just made you a little insecure? 

"Now, enough pre-game drama. Time for the real deal." You sat in the chair next to Eddie's as he threw his whole body into the storytelling of the new campaign. He might call you gorgeous, but he was a beauty of his own. Passionate in life, vigorous in love, devoted to you. 

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[onestopfanficshop]

dating carmy berzatto pt. 2

warnings: language, here's a few nsfw things in here so watch out for that 👀 mdni

author's note: after forever i'm back lol 😭 i started school again and lowkey lost motivation to write so this has been in the works for weeks lol! enjoy <3

gif not mine!

you can count on one hand how many times carmy has called you by your real name. his go-to pet names are honey (he would say hon most often), baby (when he's trying to persuade you, when he’s whining about something, or when he feels guilty), and sweetheart (when he's feeling extra romantic and lovey-dovey). even when you two are fighting or on the very rare occasion that his anger's directed at you, he rarely uses your name

one time when you had stayed over, you left your shampoo at carm's place and he made mistake of using it just to try it out because the next day richie noticed

"did you rob a fuckin' hair salon, cousin?"

"what the fuck do you mean, richie?"

"the fuck do you mean? what is this shit, herbal essences?" richie says, sniffing carmy's hair.

poor boy would turn red from head to toe and never touch your anything of yours ever again

this one's sad but like- it's kinda important i think

obviously mike's death really fucked carmy up. you see him pushing away, detaching himself from the people who love him (just like mikey did). but you coming into his life really forces him to wake the fuck up. family is forever but you're something in carmy's life that isn't guaranteed and that he genuinely has to work for if he wants you around long-term

and he's so terrified to fuck it up but after you assure him over and over again that you don't intend to go anywhere he starts to loosen up a tiny bit and let you in

his family and everyone else at the restaurant can see the effect you're having on him, and even though they were a little apprehensive at first, they're so glad that carmy has you in his life

okay enough emotional stuff :,)

i know we don't see him read in the show but something in me tells me that he'd love a good library date. he raids the cookbook section, you clear out half of the romance section, and then you'd have a picnic in a park after and read each other's books and swap ideas

carmy dog-ears the pages of the borrowed cookbooks to make note of later. even though you've scolded him a thousand times not to fold the pages, he just can't help but forget, okay? old habits die hard

"look, baby, it's not my intention to hurt the book, okay? i swear. this is just easier than using a bookmark"

his favorite fruits are plums (with the skin on) or granny smith apples (also with the skin on)

would 1000% name a dish after you

keeps his hand in yours or on your thigh while he drives with the other hand

he has to set his alarm at least half an hour before he actually needs to get up so he can hit snooze 3 times

speaking of sleep we all know this poor man barely gets any so on the rare occasion that he does he can be out for hours at a time no joke

when you first started sleeping over at his place more, sometimes it would scare when he woke up and saw you sound asleep next to him because you seemed too good to be real :,)

one time he was teaching you proper knife technique before you were officially together; he put his hand over yours on the knife and even though he looked calm on the outside, he was freaking the FUCK out on the inside but for the life of him he couldn't tell why (it's called a crush carmy look it up)

i know it's hard to imagine carmy having a least favorite food because he is a chef, but idk; i feel like it would be cornbread 😭 something abt it just makes no sense to him. he thought maybe it was because he's had bad cornbread, so he made it for himself once and still didn't like it. who would put corn in bread? what was the reason?!

he always keeps you on the innermost part of the sidewalk whenever you're walking together

this isn't even a headcanon bc we all saw it on the show but 😭 this man's EYE CONTACT. good lord. the best (and worst) part is he isn't even aware of the power it holds on you; he would literally stare at you whenever you would talk and you'd get all flustered and he would just be completely clueless as to why

he LOVES it when you grip onto his arms while you’re fucking and he constantly teases you for being so obsessed with them 👀 any time he feels like skipping a workout he just thinks about that and boom he’s motivated

“you sure you wanna go out to eat? i can just make us somethin’ real quick”

would definitely get a tattoo for you once you guys got serious! something cute and simple (idk much abt tattoos lol); would love it if you had a matching one on you in a place that only he could see 👀

neck kisses are his absolute favorite. especially from behind when he gets to completely bury his face in your neck and kiss it into oblivion

literally ever since i saw carm take those jeans out of the oven my brain has been stuck on the idea that has an odd but endearing obsession with vintage levis lol 😭 one time, after the bear had opened up and completely taken off, he stayed up all night on ebay and scored a vintage type ii trucker jacket after furiously bidding on it for over an hour like a mad man

this man's always using his hands so i can totally picture his fingers doing all sorts of weird things to fidget. absentmindedly drumming his fingers on your thighs, rubbing strands of hair between his thumb and pointer finger-- literally anything to keep his hands occupied

“is this too spicy or no?”

always insists that you don't have to come to the restaurant to help but is secretly over-the-moon when you do. seeing you help with the dishes, or scold richie, or laugh with tina just makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside (and makes him wanna start a family with you oops)

if he sees you he has to give you a full hug. he’s not a side hug kind of guy when it comes you. even if he has to drop what he’s doing in the kitchen and wipe his hands! he always gives you an all-encompassing bear hug and kisses you on the forehead and the lips- it’s his signature greeting :,)

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[paracosmicparadox]

So I finished FFXV ages ago, but I've been thinking about it lately bc you know, I elaborated the chocobros' story far further than it was meant to go and got way more attached to them than I should have. So here're some things that the game did really well and some of the things it didn't. (you don't have to agree w anything here; I'm not trying to corrupt y'all w my opinions; I just feel like talking)

Let's start with the bad to get it out of the way:

CINDY. I swear to everything holy her character had the potential to be So Cool if she hadn't been so overtly over-sexualized. Like, I'm a woman-liker too and I get it, lady mechanics are hot af, but you know what else is attractive? Safety in the workplace. Cindy's outfit was not something any mechanic would be caught dead wearing. Yeah, it was designed to be sexy, but do you know how many burns she would've accumulated from the hot oil and metal she works with? There's a reason mechanics typically wear clothing zipped up when they're actually working on something. If anything, Cindy's character design just made me uncomfortable. Her character itself? Great. No qualms there. Her design? Please acquire more than two square feet of fabric I'm begging you. I just feel like Cindy deserved to be so much more than fan service.

Luna's brief time on-screen. Yet another potentially incredible and deep female protagonist who got short change from this game. People joke a lot that Luna wasn't at all an important character because the game never really treated her like one. She was MEANT to be important, clearly, but it felt like she existed just for her tearjerking death scene? Like there was SO MUCH overlooked potential to bring her into the storyline as more than Tragic Love Interest In White, and yet?? Idk it frustrated me.

The emotional aspect of the game felt rushed. There were a lot of emotional scenes covered throughout the plotline ranging from King Regis's death to the deal with Prompto at Zegnautus Keep. I feel like the game TRIED to cover them realistically and show the characters' grief, but it didn't quite get there. It was just sort of an "Oh, how sad. I'm so upset and angry. Hm, what's that? My friends believe in me without truly understanding and I can kill someone to ease my pain? Oh okay I'm better now." I get that realistic healing cycles are kinda hard to portray within a set timeframe, but having some lingering effects of the blatant trauma inflicted would've been nice. You don't recover from shit like that in a week's time.

Character personalities tended to be one-sided. Noctis was edgy, Prompto was happy-go-lucky, Gladio was tough-guy, and Ignis was... nevermind, Iggy was great--- HE had some on-screen depth. Personally, I've developed these characters myself far more than what the game gave us, but I wish we'd gotten more canon depth beyond their surface-level traits. I love them with my whole heart and they deserve genuine complexity.

Now the things I actually really enjoyed:

The graphics were on-point. The amount of detail put into character design and into monsters was insane. You could zoom in and see individual textures on skin and hair and feathers, bringing a level of realism to the game that I personally enjoyed.

All of the Latin and Norse mythological references!! As a Latin nerd, I found little gems everywhere in this game. Esp in the names--- (Noctis Lucis Caelum = Of-the-night Sky-of-light (the genitives in there make the literal translation kinda a mouthful ik) Gladiolus Amicitia = Sword-flower Friendship (the gladiolus is an actual flower that gets its name from the Latin word gladius, meaning sword, for its sword-like shape) Ignis Scientia = Fire Knowledge; Prompto Argentum = Ready Silver (the word prompto is actually in the dative (possibly ablative), making the literal translation nonsense, but if they'd made his name Promptus, it would've sounded awkward, so I can see why they picked the dative/ablative form of the adjective for stylistic reasons and I put the rough translation instead)) WOW THAT WAS A LOT OF PARENTHETICAL INFO WHOOPS

Ardyn's character. I'm not saying this bc I'm one of the fans who fawn over him---Ardyn is DEFINITELY NOT MY PREFERRED FLAVOR OF MAN, but character-wise, he made an excellent antagonist. He was witty, slick, and classy in an I'm-gonna-outstep-you-like-it's-hopscotch sorta way. He was a poetic villain done well, which made him an antagonist you could both sympathize for and absolutely detest given the situation. He was both the master manipulator and the pawn one space away from the edge of the board. He can sway a crowd, but you know deep in your gut just by the cunning greed in his eyes that You Cannot Trust The Man. He was definitely Not a good person (tragic backstory isn't an excuse), but he was a good villain.

I loved the bond between the chocobros?? This is probably bc I'm a sucker for the found family trope, but their interactions were so amazing to me?? Like, not even the cutscene stuff. Just their little sidebar conversations during fights or while you're walking around or driving the Regalia. They're Roadtrip Buddies™ and I think that's excellent.

THE FOOD. By god, the food in this game looked absolutely scrumptious and I would like to partake. The Daggerquill Soup? Give it to me I'll pay you. The Creamy Crustacean Omelet? Stop it right now I'll eat that so fast it'll be a criminal offense. Like I know I touched on the graphics earlier, but broski I was not kidding. I guess I know why the game took so long to make it to the market bc the detail that went into these recipes is absolutely mouthwatering.

#prompto #noctis #ff15 #noctis lucis caelum #gladiolus amicitia #ignis scientia #ffxv #prompto argentum #ardyn lucis caelum #critique #fr this is just me talking to talk #you don't have to agree w anything here #there are more flaws than I listed for sure but I didn't feel like ripping the game to shreds

[underaverageheight]

Only if You Watch

LMH x gn!reader smut - do not interact if you are a minor !! not really proofread

warning(s): mentions of fake blood & hanging (y/n recalls a memory) sub!minho x dom!reader, fingering, exhibitionism (i think? idk im new to this), cussing please let me know if i missed anything

a/n: this is my first smut piece so idrk what i'm doing tbh but again, let me know if i missed anything and as always, feedback is always helpful and i truly appreciate it since it's my motivation to keep writing! message me, reblog with feedback...anything i wanna know your guys' thoughts &lt;3

prompt: "go fuck yourself" x "only if you watch"

you hated minho. at least, that's what you thought until you realized you'd love nothing more than for minho to break under your control. to hear those whines and whimpers, for those stupid little remarks and smirks to leave his face in an instant.

constantly, minho would be poking fun, doing everything possible to get under your skin. you tolerated it because chan's your best friend and you wouldn't want to make it awkward that one of his best friends can't stand the another.

today was movie night, at minho's. you were picked up by chan and really only went because of him anyways. you didn't care about whose house it is because chan's your best friend and partner in crime, you couldn't ditch him.

"welcome in guys, just about to do popcorn but the both of you can go ahead and get comfy on the couch. pick a movie," his innocent smile was all fake. you knew it since he began to tease you for unnamed reasons.

"thanks, c'mon y/n, minho has lots of movies," led over to the couch, you realized chan wasn't lying, he really did have a lot of movies. you sat with chan, sorting the movies. you were pretty open to most things except horror. when you were young, you came home to fake blood all over the house, one of your older brothers chasing you while masked and dripping in blood. your other brother, however, was waiting for you in the hallway, pretending to have been hung. you were traumatized, to say the least. you never forgave them for that and now you could never watch horror movies.

you heard the popcorn popping away as you read the back of a movie. then you heard the faint buzzing of a phone. "ah shoot. i'm so sorry guys, hannah just flew in a lot earlier than expected so i have to go pick her up and take her home. it'll be too late to come back, so enjoy the movie guys!"

"drive safe channie"

"bye hyung" minho's voice rang from the kitchen as he stepped out with the bowl of popcorn. setting down the bowl, he saw the movie you were holding and gave you a look, "romance? really? you could've picked horror, look at this wonderful stack of movies right here," he pat the growing stack of horror movies.

"um i just picked this one up and for your information, i hate horror. i don't understand why people watch this shit." you snapped at him, glaring slightly.

"never letting you pick a movie ever again," he muttered under his breath. with a sigh, he began to eat the popcorn.

"oh okay. you know what? go fuck yourself minho," you have always had a short temper, minho always knowing how to piss you off. but this only fuels your desire to break him.

he scoffed and looked at you with a slight smirk. "only if you watch,"

you were taken by surprise, your demeanor changing as you yank him towards his bedroom. "show me then." all signs of his cockiness drained from his face. he stuttered, clearly at a loss for words since his remark was meant to be a joke. not anymore.

"show me pretty boy. unless you want to call this off. just say the word and i'm out of here and this never happened." you leaned against his dresser, as he sat on the edge of his bed.

"i- i'll...i'll show you." his ears flared a bright red, even in the darkness of his room only lit by the fading sunset. minho was hard as he began to undress. he faced away from you, embarrassed when he was completely naked on his bed.

"go ahead and fuck yourself pretty bunny. i never knew you'd be like this considering all the annoying remarks you say. your cockiness is something to hide behind." you had began to look around his room, inspecting the little trinkets on his desk. while you were talking, he prepped himself and slowly began to finger himself. he was face down, his other arm muffling the soft moans that he let slip. being silent was the last shred of dignity he had.

"hngh," you froze, turning around to the sight of minho silently falling apart on his own fingers and softly rutting into the sheets.

"what was that? let me hear you," you crossed your arms, watching him remove his arm.

"n-nothing." you scoffed as you stepped toward the edge of the bed, pushing his fingers in even farther. a guttural moan erupted from his throat as his thighs began to tremble.

"pretty boy, was that nothing? if that was nothing, let me show you something," you stuck your fingers into his mouth as he sucked on them before switching his fingers with yours. with the angle you had, you reached the places that made him see stars. his back arched, his hips lifting off the bed as they slowly moved with your rhythm.

minho was panting, not wanting to give into the pleasure. "this? i can take this,"

"says the one fucking back onto my fingers," you increased your pace, causing him to moan again. you went deeper, feeling for his prostate. you knew you hit the right place when his hips froze and minho whined faintly. amused, you fingered him faster and deeper, abusing his prostate as his began to shake and whine.

"t-too much. feels g-good. c-can't-" he whined, making you go faster. oh this sight is one you'll never forget.

"you can take it. touch yourself. go ahead," you whispered into his ear as you moved his hand to his leaking cock. he started rutting into his hand quickly, to match the speed of your fingers. "good boy. show me what you got," he was whimpering now as he was approaching his high.

"g-gonna-" minho's eyes rolled back, his cum dripping off his fingers and onto the sheets below. you fingered him slowly through his high until he collapsed onto his bed.

"y'know i think you're okay, though you seem to hate me." you cleaned him up, wiping his sweat with a damp towel.

"i... i don't hate you, i'm just bad at expressing myself" minho muttered after his breathing was back to normal.

"bad? nah that was fucking terrible," you chuckled softly, rubbing circles on his back.

Masterlist

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[modelbus]

Mabuheyyyy! sorry for the bad grammar, I'm writing this whilst in the ER lmao. May I please request Ranboo x NB/Male reader where reader is a well-known volleyball player from their university (idk how other countries treat their college sports, but in the Philippines we're really passionate about the University vs University sports where the players are basically celebrities).

Basically, reader gets interviewed after a game and the question "what was your most memorable game" was brought up. They recount their first out of school game in high school where they lost because someone from the other team kept winking and flirting with them. Boobers connect the dots as a joke, and reader makes a "oh shit, maybe?" kind of comment about it.

This this this this Are you okay though???

Pairing: CC!Ranboo x Male!Reader

Interesting Interview

“Congratulations on another spectacular win!” The interviewer says, shaking your hand.

You just grin, still flush with victory. Your volleyball game had just happened, and your team barely made it out with the win. The narrow games were both the best and the worst.

“How do you feel about how you played today?”

“We won, so pretty great!”

The interviewer laughs, looking at their camera. Really, you loved the interviews. That was probably part of the reason why you were one of the better-known players on your team. You took most interviews offered to you, short and long.

“I bet! You’ve been playing volleyball for a long time, right?”

“Oh yeah, since I was little. My parents had a net set up in the backyard and I just picked up a ball and started playing.”

That was pretty common knowledge which mean the interviewer had another question planned. Part of the thrill of the interviews was seeing what questions you’d be asked and if any of them would be new.

“So, you’ve played on a lot of teams. Which one has been your favorite?”

“If I don’t say this one, I’ll get kicked off.” You joke. “Seriously though, this one. Practices might be hard but there’s a great sense of community and I love all my teammates.”

Besides, who wouldn’t want to be on a winning team?

From the corner of your eye, you can see someone motion at the interviewer to hurry it up. Your coach probably wanted to go over the game with the team like he often did. The after-game interviews never lasted long.

“Do you have a favorite game you’ve played?”

“Whenever I win.”

The interviewer laughs. “Most memorable then.”

You’re about to repeat your previous answer when you hesitate. There was a game you couldn’t forget, even if it wasn’t because you won. Hell, you actually lost!

“I used to play on my high school volleyball team. In the first game at another school, there was a guy on the other team whose strategy was to try and distract us.”

“Distract you?”

“By winking.” You nod, laughing as you recall the conversations exchanged. “And flirting really badly.”

If you’re remembering correctly, he asked if you “came here often.” Instead of ignoring him you responded, throwing his tactic back in his face by saying “only for the balls.” It was the funniest game you’ve ever played and probably ever will play.

The craziest part was his banter fucking worked! By the end of the game, you were a little flustered and your team had been thoroughly distracted.

“That does sound memorable.” The interviewer agrees. “Thank you so much for taking the time to answer my questions!"

“Of course, it’s my pleasure.” You say honestly.

“Have a good day!”

“You too!” With the interview over, you head off.

You really should be thinking about the game. How you played, what you could do better. But the interview’s thrown you off like never before. Normally you're good at not spending time thinking about interviews which was why your coach didn't mind them.

Yet here you were. As your coach talks about something, you’re too busy thinking of that guy at your high school game to even hear what he’s saying. The guy you never even learned the name of.

-

Your Twitter is blowing up. You had quite a lot of followers before, but you’ve gained almost ten thousand overnight. There are even more people tweeting at you or tagging you in posts! It’s like you’re experiencing fame, part two. And the reason for it all?

The question you answered last night. Your most memorable game.

Apparently, fans of some streamer called Ranboo thought he was your flirting volleyball guy. Or at least that’s what the Twitter trending description said.

The first thing you do is make a tweet stating you have no idea who Ranboo is, but for all you know, it could actually be him. The second thing you do is try to find his face somewhere. Yeah, that one’s a bit more difficult. Turns out he’s faceless, or something like that.

You didn’t think answering an interview question would land you in a Twitter mess, but here you were. Number one on trending in the United States, rapidly gaining followers, and so confused. Confused but a little hopeful.

Twitter was known for finding people, but what were the odds it found a guy who you jokingly flirted with years ago? Apparently pretty high.

Opening Twitter again, you think about maybe sending a message to Ranboo. He had three million Twitter followers, but you were verified and currently trending with him. There was a high chance of him seeing it. But what if Twitter was wrong? What if you're about to embarrass yourself to a total stranger?

As you contemplate it, a notification appears in your messages. It’s almost like someone just read your mind with how perfect the timing is.

It’s Ranboo, verified check mark and all. His message is short, but it makes you split into a grin all the same.

Three words:

Come here often?

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[pinkandpurple360]

if I can 'devil's advocate' (heh) for ParanoidDJ for a sec, I just wanna put the song in context

so it originally dropped shortly after s1e6 came out, & you can probably still see some of that by the comments where fans joke that he 'saw the future' or 'was ahead of the curve' because a good number of fans didn't think Stolas had any romantic feelings for Blitzo at all before ep7 & that it was just lust (in hindsight that was another soft retcon that Stolas was suddenly in love w/Blitzo - that 'development' really ought to have been onscreen and then the audience might have bought into his sudden change of heart).

he mentions in the description that Stolas 'realizes his own actions have caused the problem' and I think that's what PDJ was trying to do - his songs tend to try and flesh out characters or fill in bits the canon hadn't yet. I can definitely see why people say it seems like Stolas apologia but it did come out back when the show was in s1 and it hadn't started playing the Stolas Did Nothing Wrong card as hard as it did in s2 (plus Loo Loo Land Stolas at least seemed aware that the divorce was affecting Via, even if he totally failed to articulate what was going on with him when she was upset), so it feels more like an attempt at a potential direction Stolas could have gone with the setup ep1-6 had provided.

I can't say for sure of course, but I think PDJ was aware that Stolas is the problem (or at least part of the problem, idk if he's ever spoken about stol/tz publically) and was just following what arc the show seemed to be setting up with him (and then it promptly didn't in s2, since nothing is ever Stolas' fault now apparently)

it's why it's so annoying to see the lyrics changed - PDJ's Stolas actually gave a darn about Via and seemed to realize at least part of what he'd done wrong, while keeping him mostly in character by preserving his classist attitudes that he needs to work through (the repeat of the impish plaything line)

official video Stolas is whitewashed and whiny. personally I think it's a small miracle Viv even kept the line 'I will try to make amends/for making you means to an end' since it directly refers to what actually happened - Stolas used Blitzo for sex.

but I assume Viv left that line in because she wants it to mean 'Blitzo seduced Stolas so Stolas used him right back' instead of what actually happened: 'Stolas used the threat of losing his job and the pressure of being shot at to coerce Blitzo into monthly sex'

this is all how I remember it from back when the song came out, though - I could be totally wrong, but as far as I know Paranoid has never said he likes stol/tz or thinks it's 'mututally toxic' or anything like what stans usually say

Oof I guess I was too hard on him. I do appreciate you typing this out and adding some context. But then again before episode seven…stolas was an absolute monster towards Blitzø and the rest of imp. He was only kind to Octavia, the same species as him. But to everyone else he was and honestly still is, just purely awful.

I definitely feel like him and all of us, if we are honest, saw a lot more kindness and good traits in stolas than are actually there. I still hold that stolas at the end of ep 6 and the stolas at the start of episode 7 are not the same character at all. Plus, having us see Blitz be enslaved by him, and then tongue kiss him after, all that said to me was that he’s allowing himself to be sexually objectified because he thinks it’s all he deserves. I was actually really shocked that he kissed him, it was such a bizarre contradiction to the intimidation, abuse, and a mutual hatred, we had just seen. Then he asked for a reward…? So strange.

And season 2 stolas is yet again another character. When he wears his hat he’s his usual gross self then the hat comes off and he’s a wimp. If what I’ve heard is true he gets even more soft and pathetic and sopping wet cat-like. I just have no idea what he adds to the story other than taking us on a self pitying emotional detour we didn’t ask for. With none of the introspection paranoid DJ thought he would show. I’m sorry but Stella was kindve right, it is annoying.

Taking out the Octavia lyrics is unbelievable!!! It makes him look so so bad but this is supposed to be his woobie arc, so what gives?

Also I wont stop reiterating that stolas led Blitzø to his bedroom by force and locked him in there. Blitzø thought he was going to kill him, he was scared, creeped out, and actually did try to negotiate out of it but was told not to bother with excuses. I honestly don’t care that he tried to survive by faking seduction. Don’t forget he said “ew” at the idea, and then “alright fine” which is just so gross…

This is all speculation because I’ve heard nothing about what happens in Full Moon—but-I don’t really believe he’ll try and make “amends” the next episode is going to be stolas emotionally manipulating him into “choosing” the book (him, having free sex and a fan to praise and coddle him) or the crystal (a life on his own) it’s going to be really hard to watch. And Viv despite what she’s written of him being creeped out terrified and grossed out by stolas will try sell us that the sex with stolas was great. Even though everything he says and does points to the opposite.

I mean it is pretty clearly a pro stolitz song and that’s what it was used for

#helluva boss critical #stolitz critical

[litgwritersroom]

Idk where this came from, but a Noah fic inspired by Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift. I know he's a good guy but it reminds me of him for some reason.

WILDEST DREAMS

S2 | Noah/MC | 3100+ | @crimswnred

He's so tall and handsome as hell... and for some reason, Rhode just can't keep her eyes off him.

"Don't you girls think Noah is kind of a hottie?"

Rhode let her tired earthy green eyes slip away from the words on her book to the bright horizon. Noah was coming back from a quick swim at the ocean, water dripping from his chocolate hair and chest, like he was a vision to be seen. The other boys were following him right after, all joking and pushing each other; Lucas seemed the happiest of them, eager to talk to Noah about whatever subject those two could have in common.

Well, yes, Chelsea wasn't mistaken — actually, she rarely was when it came to boys. Noah was easily the hottest of the bunch and it wasn't hard to admit it or see why. Even if he wasn't your type, which was nearly impossible, you could at least see why he drew attention wherever he went.

He was one of those men, you know?! With kind caramel eyes that could stare right into your soul, even if you didn't want to let them. He had broad shoulders and big arms, the kind that projected immediate trust and a sense of protection. His personality was perfect, too. He was smart, fair, a natural leader and just supportive. However, none of those was the reason he would stick out to Rhode.

It was something else. That kind of feeling in her gut that moved her and caused butterflies in her stomach. The feeling of being needed. The way he made her believe he couldn't survive without her in her life. Everything, from his voice to the way he would look at you, seemed oddly unpolished as if the edges were left undone and he was one leap away from perfection, and you couldn't escape that urge to take him there. That was exactly why he was dangerous.

Because he would let you believe he had been waiting to meet you so he could be whole.

"Well, he is tall as hell and very handsome, but he's just not for me," Rhode said, at least. It was a lie, of course, Noah always had ticked all of her boxes in every category possible. However, she should stay safe on watch duty.

Chelsea frowned behind her round pink shades and big white floppy hat. "Why is your tone all sad all of the sudden?" She asked and, to be honest, Rhode wouldn't expect less of Chelsea's wit. She always knew best when it came to those things. "Is it because of Noah?!"

Before Rhode could come up with some excuse of her own, Lottie butted in, as she always did. "Don't be silly, Chels!" she argued, sliding her shades down her nose to have a look at them, those bright green eyes looking down as if she knew better. "Rhode just started dating Lucas, we don't need another misunderstanding."

Another, Lottie had to say, because there had been some wild rumours when Noah started dating his current girlfriend, rumours that went too far. Of course, the source of them seemed to be Chelsea, who at the time was convinced Noah had a thing for Rhode ever since they first met in college. To be honest, she never once believed such nonsense, however, she did wish, from the bottom of her heart, they were true.

"I'm just asking!" Chelsea gasped, her cheeks burning red. "Why do you always bring that back? It's been ages!"

"Me?" Now it was Lottie's turn to act displeased, as she sneered. "You're the one always talking about Rhode and Noah and their partners like they're characters in a rom-com!"

Rhode rolled her eyes to herself and huffed loud enough to cut their conversation. "Please, stop that nonsense," she ordered. "It'll be way worse if the boys end up hearing us."

"Hear you what?!"

Lucas' voice made Rhode jump on the stop. He was standing behind her, drying her hair with one of the towels she had brought in her bag. He looked as handsome as ever, his eyes glued to her as if she was the only woman in that beach, the only woman to ever set foot on earth. Rhode liked that, the certainty she was needed at the moment. She liked his seriousness, even though it had an expiration date.

She knew just where she was standing with him. Just where to go. Just exactly when to finish it.

It was one of her many habits. A tendency of hers. She would start something knowing well it would eventually end. Maybe that was why she dated the punk-band guy, or the model, or even the soon-to-be actor. Maybe it was why she insisted on a relationship with someone who couldn't imagine himself in a serious relationship, with intentions of marriage. Maybe it was why she was currently with Lucas.

"Gossip," Rhode said as Lucas leaned closer to kiss her on her cheek. He smelled like sun, sand and ocean. His cheek was warm like the afternoon.

"The thing that keeps the world turning," he said when he sat down next to her, seeming satisfied.

"Where's Gary?" Lottie wondered, fanning herself with her cap, searching for her own boyfriend in the horizon. "Wasn't he with you just yet?!"

"He went back to the hotel with Henrik to pick up a ball to play," Lucas explained. "Honestly, they are too high energy for me to keep up."

He slid his hand to Rhode's, intertwining their fingers and caressing the back of her hand with his thumb. It was an incredibly gentle act for him but she welcomed the affection anyway, always happy to receive attention. They were dating for almost six months now and even though Lottie had said they had merely started, it was the longest she had been with someone else.

"You sound like an old lady," Rhode joked around, turning to face him.

"Does that make you my old, beloved husband?" Lucas wrinkled his nose in that adorable way he used to do when he was joking.

Rhode chuckled. "Nah, I think it makes me your hot young boy toy who is always up for a good time and an expensive gift."

He shook his head with an amused smile on his lips, seeming more annoyed he couldn't come up with a proper comeback than about what she said. "You never fail to amuse me."

"Oh, Hope!" Rhode heard Chelsea exclaiming with excitement, raising her head to meet her.

As usual, Hope was hanging from Noah's arms and dragging him as if he was her personal purse, while he looked bored as hell. Long ago, Rhode would diagnose his behaviour around his girlfriends as a commitment issue, he was only 20-something after all. But now, the closer he got to his 30s, the more senseless it looked.

But oh, well, it wasn't Rhode's problem.

"We brought some ice lollies!" Hope announced.

As she said that, Noah placed the cooler full of them on the sand between Lottie and Rhode's loungers, making a loud sound and lifting sand from the ground. Rhode had to scratch her eyes to take some of it away but when she looked back, Noah was smiling.

It sent chills down her back.

"Oh, I want the strawberry sorbet one!"

It only took Chelsea's saying for everyone to attack the poor cooler as they laughed and demanded certain flavours to each other. Rhode watched the sudden rush, doubting they would have bought her favourite flavour anyways. Not everyone could appreciate—

"Rhode."

Noah's voice — his deep, solemn voice — grabbed her attention, taking it away from the ice lollies' mess and her own thoughts all at once. He was crouching in front of her, that sweet boy's smile on his lips, hair still wet and messy, offering her one of the lollies. The passion fruit one.

Her favourite.

1 am.

Lucas was sleeping deeply after too many glasses of wine and there was no sound to be heard in their hotel room. Rhode had just gotten out of her fancy shoes and evening dress, took off her makeup and dragged herself into a large jumper and shorts. 2 seconds ago they were out, partying and drinking, and now he had passed out. It was funny, of course, but also kind of lonely.

She decided to leave him alone and grabbed her handbag, opening it to find her pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Quickly enough, she was out of her room, hair tied in a bun.

Rhode walked through the hallways, phone in one hand, room's card and lights in the other. There were only a few people here and there at each turn, all of them looking drunker than the previous one like she would've expected.

When she finally hit the outdoor pool, Rhode sat by one of the loungers, a cigarette between her teeth as she tried to light it and watched the stars shining on the sky above her.

"Thought I'd find you here."

She turned but didn't need to do it quickly for she already knew who it was. Noah was standing next to her, the same tender expression he always seemed to keep for his friends in his face and a combination of pyjama bottoms and a white t-shirt that looked too good to be true.

"Isn't there a girlfriend for you to attend?!"

"Hope's still at the bar with Lottie and Chelsea," he said, not seeming sad at all about his absence. "What about your boy?!"

"Lucas fell asleep, so I escaped," she gave him an insincere smile. "But now I'm second-guessing it, it's too fucking cold for a summer night."

Noah chuckled in that way which always meant he could see behind her talking. "You're unsettled."

Between Chelsea's wit and Noah's mind-reading abilities, Rhode really thought she was that easy to figure out.

"I am cold," she countered, wrinkling her nose at him.

Once again, he flashed that beautiful, sweet smile that met his eyes and felt like the only honest gesture in the world. God, she hated his smiles. They had a way of making her feel special even if at the end of their night, he'd go back to his girlfriend.

She rolled her eyes at him in a playful way and he couldn't help but chortle, making her blush as she puffed her cigarette. It was one of those moments when everything looked so perfect and somehow she still felt like part of the scene. Her heart was beating loud inside her chest and her eyes were focused on the man in front of her.

Noah sat down on the lounger next to her, his legs turned to her body as his smile went from bright to hopeless in a second. He seemed nervous as if he had just remembered something.

"What?!" Rhode frowned, turning her legs to his direction as well and leaning forward. She could feel his skin, their knees touching and his warm passing from him to her. "What happened, Noah?!"

He looked at her and their eyes met. "He's gonna propose."

It took longer than it should have for it to click. A second or two for it to sink in properly. 'He' in that case was Lucas, and she was the one who was going to be proposed to. Suddenly, it all made sense. He had been so careful, so loveable, so affectionate. Lucas wanted to marry her.

Except it didn't make sense at all! It was Lucas they were talking about. He was 27 and thought himself to be too young to tie the knot. He had told her as soon as they started dating that married life was the last of his priorities. The man she was dating despised the idea of being glued to anyone, wanted to see the world and help those in need and drive around on his bike and…

"Who told you that?!" Rhode asked, at least.

"Lucas himself."

"That can't possibly be true," she dismissed Noah with a shake of her hand. "Lucas would rather die than marry so soon. It's impossible, you must've misheard him."

"I did not!" His voice was firm, steady. Rhode had never heard him so angry before. "I'm telling you, he's gonna propose. At the end of our trip. He's in love with you, Rhode."

"And I'm telling you, Noah, this can't be!"

"Why?! Why is it so unimaginable for you that he wants to lock you down?"

That wasn't the case. Actually, that was the least insane part of all this. She would never doubt anyone's feelings, especially from a determined man like Lucas, who would do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted to. The problem here was that she was dating him specifically because he didn't want anything serious. Because she was in love with someone else. And if he asked her to marry him… well, she would say no.

"Why would he even tell you that?!" Rhode shook her head, changing the subject.

"Because…" She watched as he fumbled for words and swallowed hard, suddenly losing that layer of confidence and showing Rhode a part of him she had never seen before. "Well, fuck it, everybody will find out sooner or later."

He ran his hands through his hair and then face, making Rhode more confused than before. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Remember when Chelsea said I had a thing for you and everyone just figured it was a lie?"

Thump. As the wind passed them, her heart almost escaped through her throat. If she was standing, she would be on the ground by now, since her legs felt like giving up. She only nodded in response, too afraid that if she tried to say something, it would come out like a cry instead of words.

"Well, it wasn't." Without knowing it, Noah said exactly what Rhode expected him to, like a dream finally coming to life. "One night, I drank too much and… I ended up telling Chelsea about my feelings for you. She commented with Lottie, I guess, who told Gary and… when it got to you I panicked and asked her, no, begged her to pretend it was all some stupid gossip she made up."

Suddenly, Chelsea's obsession with making a couple out of them both felt reasonable. She knew. Oh, god, all this time she knew.

"Noah, I—"

"Sorry, I'm…" he interrupted and she nodded, letting him finish his train of thought. "I guess Gary told Lucas about those rumours and he came to me, asked me if they were true. I lied, of course, said it was all a big misunderstanding and that I was happy with Hope. But then, he told me about the proposal."

Fuck. Hope. Rhode had forgotten all about her for a second.

"I don't know why I wanted to tell you about it, I don't know why I'm telling you all, I guess…" Noah scratched her nape, lost in his own thinking. "I don't know, I just wanted to shoot my shot. I know you love Lucas and he's a great guy, but I wanted you to know either way. Rhode. I'm in love with you."

Something great took control over Rhode, made her grab his white t-shirt with closed, tight fists, and bring him closer to her. Made her forget all about Lucas and Hope and Chelsea and Lottie. Made her lock their lips in one desperate movement, like he was air and she couldn't spend another second breathless. Made her bring his body over her own, even though they were out by the hotel pool and anyone could see them.

She didn't care. How could she?

Mind still a little hazy, Rhode was now taking off his shirt, exposing his chest to her touch and lips. His hands were exploring as well, raising the hem of her jumper, touching the skin of her belly and then gently caressing her breasts. Each encounter of skin felt more electric than the other, to the point Rhode thought she'd burn in flames.

"Noah," she whispered, between kisses on his neck. "Is Hope back from the bar?!"

Noah straightened his back, looking at her straight in the way. "We might have an hour."

The sun was setting and there was soon between Rhode's toes. She could hear the ocean's waves crashing against the shore, over and over, playing a soundtrack to her foggy thoughts. It had been around 17 hours ever since she had last seen Noah and her heart felt smaller and smaller each second that passed her by. Looking at the horizon, she could see the beautiful sunset meeting the border of the water. But her mind was somewhere else.

She heard steps and more steps coming closer to her. Used to Lucas' touch, she didn't flinch when the presence got nearer. However, when the figure sat down next to her, she realised he was too tall to be her boyfriend.

"Just broke up with Hope."

Rhode turned to look at him. He had one of those side smirks that said "oopsie" but not for real. His eyes looked soft as they often did when he looked at her and for the first time, it didn't send her into an anxious spiral. Instead, she felt peaceful. She could get used to that feeling.

It had been a long time coming.

"Good for you," she chuckled and he did too, a sparkle running through them. 

Noah then furrowed his brows, looking thoughtful for a while. "How about Lucas, though?!"

Rhode sighed. "I told him I didn't wanna marry."

Just a few hours later she had been kicked out of her hotel room to give Lucas some space. She tried to reason with him, explaining she has always been completely clear with her intentions and that they were aligned until… they weren't.

"How did he take it?!"

"Not so good," she shook her head at the memory of his jaw clenching. "But he'll live."

Noah nodded at that and Rhode felt like he truly understood. Because there was nothing she could do about Lucas when her mind was fixated on Noah. 

"We're doing this, then?!" Rhode asked, her green eyes glued to his caramel orbs.

"Yeah, I think we are…" he smiled once again but this time, it was big. Bigger than the universe and surely bigger than anything she had ever felt. 

She got closer and he did too and suddenly they were just an inch apart from each other. She could hear his heartbeat, even when the sound of the waves was trying to shut it. It just beat louder.

"Noah," she said with what felt like her whole being. "I'm in love with you too."

And he kissed her. Oh, he kissed her. As if he was dying to do it for ages now. As if he died to do it right now. As if he would die to do it for as long as he could, as long as he breathed. And she kissed her back as if breathing was not possible away from him. And God, it was beautiful. Even if they didn't survive, in that moment, they were beautiful.

#litg #litg writers room #writers room #litg noah #litg fanfic #litg ff #litg season 2 #love island the game #crimswnred

[thatgirl4815]

Your discussion on Sand and how it's hard to see him going to hook up with Boeing unless Sand and Ray have had some type of intense fall out is so interesting because I was wondering the same thing. But that also reminded me of some video/interview a while back with just Force and First in it - I could be remembering this totally wrong, but if I am recalling correctly Force was jokingly saying something along the lines of, "Yes, Top isn't perfect, but neither is Sand!" or something to that effect. And although it was meant as a joke what I thought was very interesting was that First didn't outright deny that point, actually I think he even reacted in a very 😏🤷‍♂️ esque manner, almost like there was something he couldn't say outright. I can't find that video now for the life of me so I can't confirm it - but now I'm a bit nervous...is Sand going to do something not so great in one of the coming episodes?!

On one hand, it's hard for me to see him doing anything *that* bad because of the way his character has been set up. He's a good person at heart and cares! On the other hand, much of the OF theme is kind of about how none of these characters are perfect and despite having (mostly) good intentions, they *do* go to somewhat messy lengths based on what they want. And we have seen that Sand isn't 100% perfect (for example, Sand breaking his own phone/leaking the video from Nick's phone/manipulating Ray to break Mew and Top up) - so he's capable of it too, but just seems to be able to control it better haha. So...ah, idk what to conclude now, I'm just nervous 😂

Yes, I’ve also been pondering whether Sand is in for any more questionable behavior, because First has acted sus about it before. I feel like I remember the interview you’re referencing but I’m not sure where to find it either. I know several interviews were recorded pre-Ep6 though, so it’s possible First could be referring to Sand’s revenge against Top. But I’m intrigued by the thought of him doing something else offbrand, but NOT if that something is hooking up with Boeing.

I’m still pretty solidly in the “Boeing flashback” camp when it comes to his relationship with Sand. Also, all signs (to me) point to a happy ending for SandRay…there are multiple reasons, but the main one being that Ray’s addiction and mental health issues require a strong supporter, and losing Sand completely—as he certainly would if they broke up, seeing as First said SandRay could never just be friends—would do a lot of damage to his mental state. So if SandRay has a happy ending, throwing a SandBoeing present-day hookup in the mix would cause a lot of drama that I don’t see getting resolved in only 2 episodes (assuming it would happen in Ep10). Between that and the Sand/Ray/Ray’s dad conflict, I don’t see how it could plausibly happen.

All that being said, I’m nervous too!! 😬😬 I definitely think Sand has the potential to act out, but in what way I’m not sure.

#please for the love of all things good screenwriters do NOT mess this up #only friends the series #only friends #ofts #sandray #raysand #sanray #raysan #sand x ray #ray x sand #ask #only friends ask #only friends theories #only friends predictions

[monstersinthecosmos]

🔮

🔮 Any advice for writers working through burnout or writer’s block?

!!!! Yes, absolutely.

I have three main approaches to this for myself, and I know everyone's brains and writing habits are different so yknow like take it or leave it or modify it to your own needs but here's three things I always fall back on when I'm stuck.

Be kind to yourself.

Be honest with yourself. Is there a reason the writing needs to be done NOW? You are not a machine. If it's not there, it's not there. Obviously this doesn't apply if you have deadlines to meet but if you're writing for fun, don't get so twisted up about it that it's not fun anymore. WHAT ARE WE DOIN HERE FELLAS?! It's okay to take a break and recover until it feels right again, you don't have to fill a quota.

Set extremely small goals.

I try to write 100 words a day because I have ADHD and I get crazy burnout and/or I go into creative frenzies where I binge write for 3 days and don't do the dishes. There's a balance in here somewhere lol. An easy goal and a routine can help a lot. 100 words is a joke. But there are days where it's a HUGE struggle. But it's still doable, and I walk away feeling like I chiseled away at the idea a little bit.

I can't stress enough that you can't push yourself THROUGH burnout, and this can go to any type of burnout. (I feel this way about house keeping too LOL). You're drawing from an empty well. Be honest with yourself, be kind to yourself, set a realistic goal. If you're burnt out you're not gonna sit down and crank out 2k in an evening, you just aren't, and if you try to force it you're just gonna feel worse when you can't do it. Be gentle. Make easy goals. Ease yourself back into it.

And don't forget, sometimes chiseling away is just exactly what you need to do. I sometimes go weeks where I put in 100 words at a time on a fic and then finally I make it through the hard part and 6k floods out of me all at once. Chiseling away is good. You will find your way back when you get through the hard part.

(Also, even if you're chiseling away with garbgae & nonsense, that's okay! You can edit it later! A sloppy first draft is better than no draft!)

Refill the well.

Speaking of drawing from an empty well; creativity requires an input and an output, imo. That's my personal opinion!! Sometimes you need to take a break and work on the input stream, too. Take a week where you watch a movie every night instead of trying to write. Reread a book from an author you admire. Stare at some paintings. Listen to your headphones in the dark, whatever the fuck it is !

You're running on empty! And it's not just the basic human energy to function! It's the creativity! It's the inspiration! If you're writing a fic, revisit the source! Remind yourself why you like it! If a movie or song or picture gave you the idea for your fic, go back to that! Absorb it, replenish yourself!!!!!

I know sometimes when I talk writing stuff that I speak about it more like, idk philosophically? And I know others might have technical advice, like write scenes out of order, change the font, sit in a different area of the house, find a friend to cheerlead! All of those things can work, too, and I try them sometimes. ((I have more to say about this and about how outlines are my lord & savior when writing with ADHD and trying to chisel away a scene at a time)) But like, all of that I think is a bit secondary to just being kind to yourself and taking care of your mental health first and getting yourself back into a place where you CAN be creative and find that drive again.

My life would be a fucking shambles if I couldn't make lil routines for myself with the ADHD and Brain Problems and whatnot and I leave myself an hour every day to write, right before bedtime! 9-10pm every night I'm CLOCKIN IN! And for me it's like a lil reward at the end of the day, so that I can like unwind, end the day, stop worrying about whatever else I didn't get done, etc. Making space for it as a fun activity and a reward is essential for me, and I still get stuck sometimes, but going back to these ideas helps me a lot!!!!!!!!!!!

#writing advice #adhd writing advice