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boiohboii · 9 months

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Nobel prize winner wife pt2 (toto wolff x reader)

(Social media au)

Toto just revealed who his wife of 15 years is, but if he was going to reveal his family, why not all members of them?

in which Toto Wolff decided to let everyone know who is the little boy who made him a father

Note: I am sure this is not what you guys had in mind when you asked for part 2, but I just felt like a little teen in the mix is needed for our favorite it couple. WARNING: like 3 swear words, if I missed anything please let me know

Masterlist

PART 1

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F1WAGS&FAVES: Dr. YN LN seen today in Yeongsan International School of Seoul, rumors are she is there for the freshmen's parents career day.

username: I can not handle dad toto and mum yn

username: toto and yn might be official dilf and milf

username: no, I refuse to believe they have a kid that isn't me

username: I am willing to fight their kid for an exchange of parents

username: I love how with every photo her skin tone gets whiter

username: welcome to the white washing of korea

username: she never disappoints with her fits

username: if they actually have a kid imagine how awesome it'd be, like his dad is the team principle of the Mercedes f1 team and his mum is the only woman to win a Nobel prize twice!

username: if I'm a parent and my kid is a friend of theirs, I'd never compare my kid to baby wolff, he'd just pull an uno reverse card and compare me to yn and toto

username: say sike rn

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mercedesamgf1: can't wait for sam to join us, it's going to be such a fun weekend with him here..... here are 4 pictures of baby wolff throughout the years (yes, we knew, he is our favourite person in the paddock) ps: all photos of our prince are till he was 13 years old

Lewishamilton: can't wait to see the little man

samwolff09: can't wait to see you too uncle Lewis

georgerussel63: @.samwolff09 what about me?

samwolff09: @.georgerussel63 we were together last week 😆 but I still miss you 😄

username: THEY KNOW EACH OTHER, UNCLE LEWIS, HE WAS WITH GEORGE

username: HE HAS AN ACCOUNT

username: his account is private 🥲

danielricciardo: the little prince is growing up, I remember when he was just learning how to run

samwolff09: uncle Danny, please don't tell anyone of that time, I still get embarrassed thinking about it

samwolff09: we can't wait to join you again, take good care of mum and dad till Jay and I join you

mercedesamgf1: of course your highness

username: who is Jay?

username: imagine it's his brother

username: STOP IT!

maxverstappen1: P misses you @.samwolff09

samwolff09: @.maxverstappen1 I miss her too!! So much! Is she joining this weekend?

maxverstappen1: @.samwolff09 yes yes, once she knew you're coming she wouldn't take no for an answer

samwolff09: @.maxverstappen1 YES! I CAN'T WAIT, SEND HER MY HUGS AND KISSES

username: max being chatty with toto's son is so unhinged for my 2023 agenda

username: max writing his longest comments for sam wolff will be my favourite social media interaction

mickschumacher: Sammy! Keep your phone with you this time @.samwolff09

samwolff09: @.mickschumacher micky, please, it was one time!

sebastianvettel: well, now I have no choice but to go this weekend

samwolff09: uncle seb! I miss you!! Are you really coming?? Please say yees, pleaaseeee

sebastianvettel: of course little cub, who else is gonna watch over you and Jay

username: baby wolff collecting drivers left right and center

christanhorner: it had been too long since I saw this little man

samwolff09: looking forward to seeing you again sir @.christanhorner

christanhorner: @.samwolff09 please, call me uncle chris, and make sure to stop by and say hi

samwolff09: of course uncle Chris! See you then

username: I am confusion

username: did baby wolff just make a truce between mercedes and redbull

username: his smile can stop wars and here's the proof

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samwolff09: I just wanna thank my parents on my birthday cause they always make me feel loved, they always make me feel safe and that every little thing I do or feel is valid and is okay, I am so lucky to have them and I am truly thankful for being able to have them in my life and to be here as their son.

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samwolff09: 11 years apart and my love for this place is still the same

jaypark: one of the best vacation houses fr

park-sunghoon: true, it's still my favorite place

jungwonofficial: the summer we spent there was the best one man, we need to do that again

samwolff09: @.jaypark @.park-sunghoon @.jungwonofficial let's go again next summer, I'm sure dad and mum won't mind

Liked by jaypark, jungwonofficial, park-sunghoon and 258 others

samwolff09: I hate that we don't have any good pictures with the 4 of us together, but aside from that, I miss you three so much, fuck you for being busy...... but hey, make these bomb tracks woon and sungie win another world championship... jay I see you everyday at school but it'd be rude if I didn't include you

jungwonofficial: so it's rude to ignore jay but not rude to not post a picture of us together, okay I see how it is sammy boy

jaypark: we are the nepo babies of our quadrant man that's why I'm stuck by your side 😚

park-sunghoon: I thought you deleted the photo of the 2 of us! Dude, I can't have evidence of me clinging onto you, it'd ruin my image!

jaypark: what image, everyone knows you're a clingy ass mf as soon as you see sam

Liked by mercedesamgf1, georgerussel63, sebastianvettel and 361 others

samwolff09: happy father's day to my old man, he is such a great and loving man (even though he still scares me whenever I'm studying) when I feel like I'm so different from him he gives me all the love and support I need, and even if I don't say a thing, he still knows and makes sure that I know how appreciated I am and why he is proud to be my father, he let's me explore and experience things as much as I want while watching over me so that I won't get hurt. Dad, I love you so much and I swear I will carry you and take care of you when you're old and tired

{Taglist- everyone who asked for pt2, thank you and I hope you liked it ♥️♥️

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mirisss · 8 months

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SKZ reaction to their gf being an ACE idol

Stray Kids OT8 x Afab! Reader

Wordcount ≈ 1.6k

Warnings: talking about giving up, food,

Thank you for the request! I wrote a bit more than just the reaction, but I hope you still like it!

Please reblog!

Third person POV

(Y/n) met Stray Kids when they all joined JYPE as she too was a trainee under the label. (Y/n) quickly became close with all the members and they all got along very well. Sooner rather than later they all fell in love with each other and entered a poly relationship about 2 years after SKZ made their debut. (Y/n) was still waiting to debut and almost became hopeless after waiting for so long and not getting a chance. Even though the nine of them had known each other for a few years, the SKZ members hadn’t seen (Y/n) sing, rap, or dance, in a long time. They had probably only seen her perform once or twice before they debuted.

Stray Kids were preparing for their next comeback which meant that they didn’t have too much time to hang out with (Y/n). So one day when they were going to be at JYPE the entire day, (Y/n) decided to join them and spend some time with them while they were practicing. This then resulted in the boys wanting (Y/n) to join them when dancing and let’s just say, SKZ was not ready for (Y/n)’s skills.

“(Y/n)! It’s been so long, I missed you so much, I felt like I was gonna die if I didn’t see you soon,” Han said as he rushed to give (Y/n) a hug as she stepped inside the dance studio. “Ji, we literally saw each other two days ago,” “I know, it’s been so long,” “Haha, okay drama-king, I’ve missed you too,” After everyone had a chance to hug (Y/n) she went over to sit down on the couch in the corner of the room while the boys began warming up to practice the choreo to their dance.

As (Y/n) was observing the members dancing as well as trying to sing/rap their parts to see if any dance moves made it harder to sing or rap at the same time. (Y/n) quickly got the feeling of the song and she became captivated with everything. Not too long after the boys had taken a little water break, they ended up finding a problem.

“Because we have this like body roll here I find it hard to actually get the right note because I can’t support it fully,” Seungmin said, Lee Know tried out the move on his own, his face full of concentration. “Could you try doing it like this?” Lee Know showed an example of another version of the move, followed by Seungmin trying it out but still struggling a little. (Y/n) was thinking it through and she came up with an idea of what they could possibly do but she had to try it out herself first.

“Could you play the track to that part? I might have an idea for how it could be executed, but I have to try it first,” They all turned to (Y/n), a little surprised. Of course, they knew that she was a trainee and had been for a while but it had been so long since they last saw (Y/n) doing anything idol-like. “Yeah, sure, hold on,” Chan ran over to the phone and fixed the music. As soon as it played (Y/n) began dancing, executing every single dance move to perfection while also rapping along to Han’s part to smoothly transition into the vocal part belonging to Seungmin. Stray Kids were shocked at how good (Y/n) was dancing, rapping, and singing. And also with how quickly she had memorized the dance and everything. (Y/n) continued dancing, singing, and rapping until the song ended. The boys cheered and fanboyed over how good she was.

“(Y/n)! WHAT? WHY DID YOU NEVER TELL US YOU WERE THIS GOOD? THINK OF ALL THE COLLABS WE COULD HAVE DONE?” Changbin was freaking out and shaking (Y/n) as he hugged her. All of them looked so proud as they lovingly gazed at (Y/n). “Thank you, guys, but isn’t it kind of difficult to collaborate with someone who hasn’t debuted?” As (Y/n) reminded them of the fact that she was still a trainee they all looked a bit sad and disappointed. “Yeah, it would be difficult. You haven’t heard anything about your debut?” Chan asked after he told everyone to take a break to eat something. “No, not since last year when I was told that it wasn’t the right time to debut a soloist and they don’t seem to want me in a group so I’m getting a bit hopeless,” “Don’t be, it will be fine. Everything will work out, trust me, I waited a long time too,” Chan enveloped (Y/n) in a warm hug, Felix soon joined in, followed by the rest of them.

(Not my gifs) ↑ how they react to (Y/n)

After they had taken a break to eat some lunch, they got back in the studio, This time (Y/n) joined them while dancing and the nine of them had some fun messing around with the dance and singing and rapping. Just enjoying their time together. Once the day was over, Chan asked Changbin to stay behind with him while the others went home. “What’s up, hyung?” “(Y/n) is way too talented to just be a trainee, she’s giving up Binnie. We can’t let that happen,” “What can we do, though? We can’t do more than try to encourage her,” “Yes we can, I’m sure that the company is doubting if she can become a soloist that will be popular, especially since the age of new groups and soloists keeps going down. So they don’t know if it’s worth debuting her, spending a lot of money on her songs and everything. So, what if 3racha writes her debut song? We are in-house producers, it will be way cheaper, our stays will support her if we write her songs, and I’m sure STAY will fall in love with (Y/n) if they’re only given a chance to hear and see her,” “That’s true, STAY would love her, and a lot of other people too, we can at least try to help her,”

As soon as the two came home they spoke with Han too, explaining their plan. 3racha has some power within the company and they knew that they could gain the support of the company if they were persuasive enough. The three sat down in Chan’s room where he had his mini-studio, brainstorming concepts and genres that would fit their girlfriend. They worked all night to have a rough draft to show the company in the morning. At the meeting, 3racha played it cool at first, just speaking about their comeback. Once the meeting was coming to an end, Chan raised his hand saying there was a special topic he wished to discuss. The staff gave him the floor, allowing him to speak up. He told them about seeing (Y/n) perform their song the other day and how he thinks JYPE is wasting her potential by not debuting her which is why 3racha had written 5 tracks for (Y/n) that could be used for her debut mini-album. The staff was a bit taken aback but listened to what the idols/producers had to say. The staff accepted the feedback and said that they would bring it with them to the staff meeting this afternoon and see what everyone had to say.

The next day, (Y/n) stormed into the dance studio where SKZ was dancing, walking up to Chan with a slightly irritated look on her face. “What did you do?” “What do you mean?” “Did you force JYPE to debut me?” “What? No?” “I was told that my debut date has been set and my songs are pretty much finished, thanks to 3racha for producing them,” “Yeah? That’s true, We did write some songs for you and talked with the company but we didn’t threaten them or anything, we just said that they’re wasting your potential and that if it would help we have 5 tracks written for you,” “So, they’re actually debuting me for my talent?” “Of course, they are, Look we wrote those songs because we wanted to help you. The company seemed like they would wait forever and we didn’t want you to give up. And we know that if STAY sees that we were involved in the songs, they will support you, and if they just give you a chance they’ll fall in love with you,” “Thank you,” (Y/n) began crying, she was finally making her debut, all thanks to her lovely boyfriends who believed in her when she didn’t believe in herself. “And once you’ve debuted, we can collab!” “Yeah!”

“I love you guys,” “We love you too!” “Congratulations on debuting!” Not too long after (Y/n) made her debut, the entire industry was talking about her as she took the stage like a pro. The way she danced, rapped, and sang, people were going crazy wondering if she really was a rookie or not. And when a collab stage came out with (Y/n) and Han everyone in the industry, staff, idols, and fans alike, was mind-blown. STAYs and (Y/n)’s fans were all saying this was a collab of the ACES, The two idols were incredible and people said that they had such chemistry too. Articles were written about the “ACES of JYPE,”

(Not my gif) ↓ SKZ's reaction to (Y/n)’s debut (except, Hyunjin didn’t look scared/disgusted)

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runningupthatvecna · 1 year

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the law of seat partners

alrighty so ya gurl had a dream about eddie last night and here i am trying to use that to base the following something off of.

part 2

cw/tw: eddie munson being a slightly touchy precious bean. a slight bit of angst. feeling left out/mentions of feeling unwanted if you squint. otherwise, none that i could think of, just my silly brain fluff. if you find something else, please let me know yaaa. no mentions of y/n.

summary: you're going on a high school field trip with your friends. and thankfully, a long haired metalhead is also there to keep you company and ease the pain of being around obnoxious children.

side note: this is literally the first fic thing i've written in literal YEARS (also in English) and first ever time writing for Eddie, so bare with me here, i've gotten quite rusty i guess so i truly apologise if it's rather bad. don't mind me and please reblog/leave me comments if you did enjoy this pure fluff something!

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It was the sunniest May morning the town of Hawkins had ever seen. The bluest sky above the forests and fields, downtown, the infamous trailer park and the parking lot of Hawkins High.

You sighed as you placed your car in parking mode before opening the door and sliding out, just so you could grab your belongings - a rather big bag filled with all sorts of items that you were certain you were going to need for surviving the next week - out from the backseat.

A field trip with students with an age range from bloody twelve to the wise years of nineteen, well, twenty to be specific, was on your agenda in the almost last month of your last year of high school, and thankfully you were not gonna be stuck in some forest next to Lake Superior alone by yourself.

Being forced to exist around screaming twelve year olds who were about to enter puberty was your least favourite part of the whole expedition, which made the presence of your group of best friends so much more valuable.

There was one person whose attendance you'd specifically been hoping for. And yes, of course you and your friends had been talking about the trip months ago so it would be clear who would join in the fun, but with Eddie's tendency to be flaky when it came to decisions like this, one could never be fully sure.

I mean yeah, certainly you were looking forward to spending this week by the lakeside with Steve, Robin, Nancy, Jonathan and the younger kids in freshmen year, but nothing could make the thought of being stuck with a group of middle schoolers and teachers more bearable than being stuck there with the one guy who you - to put it frankly - had a thing for.

You couldn't really say that you were as close with him as you were with Steve or Robin, you never really spent time with him outside of the group hangouts. But that didn't mean that there was any weird distance between the two of you when the lucky occasion of hanging out did come around.

Eddie Munson was a metalhead. Through and through. Tough exterior, soft baby cow personality but could turn stone cold when necessary. When people tried to shame him for being different, for example.

You were also very certain that his love language was touch, based on the times he would throw his arm around you when casually walking you to your next class or the way he would playfully wrestle Dustin or Lucas in the cafeteria during lunch break to show he didn't hate them.

"Oh my god, I'm so glad you're here!"

Max had spotted you in line and apparently didn't feel too much guilt for cutting it just so she could hop on the bus together with you.

You mumbled the same thing back to her, wondering if you were the first or last ones of your party to go through Miss Kelley's check-in.

She greeted the both of you with a toothy smile before she turned her focus onto the sheet with students' names. Your eyes wandered over the rows of seat pairs, and since you had arrived at the parking lot, let's say not late but also not early either, most of them were already filled with loudly chatting kids.

"Hopefully the others saved us a seat", you heard Max say from in front of you. Unlike you, she already had a pre-determined seat buddy. "Oh please, it's obvious that Sinclair kept one for you", you quipped back, silently hoping you could potentially be sitting next to Steve or at least Robin.

And even if Eddie was going to join you, he'd probably be sitting with Chrissy. Or Gareth.

"That might be true, but I'm sure you'll be just fine with where you'll end up."

Max stepped further into the bus after she gave you a wink and a slight grin.

Did she know more than you?

Good boy Steve was rather easy for you to spot. With that amount of hair peeking out above the sea of headrests? No wonder. In fact, most of your friends were already seated further in the back of the one-story bus.

A slight hint of disappointment clouded your brain at the sight of Steve and Robin sharing a seat pair, with Nancy and Jonathan right behind them. Your fear of being the one left out and behind was creeping out from the back of your mind, acting up.

People had always been kind enough to endure you, but no one ever really chose you. Or at least made you feel like you belonged.

Lucas indeed had the seat next to him reserved for Max, to where she continued her strut down the aisle to plop down, while Dustin and Will had agreed to share theirs.

Surprising they made it out of bed this early.

You took a few more steps towards the back of the bus. A wide grinned Erica was seated amongst her friends in the center of the very back row, your eyes scanning the seats until they landed on the wild dark mane of a certain metalhead, who was occupying the pair of seats right behind the stairs down to the back door.

He was practically lying in the window seat. Head resting against the glass, staring out to observe the students who hadn't set foot onto the bus yet. Parents who were lecturing their kids one last time before letting them go.

Was he daydreaming? What could possibly be going on in that pretty head of his?

Your heart jumped and your stomach fluttered when he shifted his gaze to the aisle where you were standing. The widest smile spread over his face at the sight of you, and you hated to admit to yourself that it did not leave you unaffected.

The seat next to him was empty.

It took Eddie a few seconds to remember what his initial plan was. As if something in his brain clicked, as if a bolt of lightning had hit him, he straightened himself and got up.

"Uh hi there. I, uh, kept you a seat if, uh, in case you'd like to sit with me."

Eddie the freak Munson. Had thought of and would be willing to sharing seats for a 10 hour bus ride. With you, of all people?

In the light of the sunlight flooded bus, you could see his cheeks adjusting to the colour of your own. Flushed pink.

And you just couldn't help the wide grin that was pulling at the corners of your mouth.

Now both of you were standing in the aisle facing each other.

"I would love to, Munson."

Quickly you took out the essentials for the journey from your bag: headphones and your walkman, your tape collection that you wouldn't leave the house without, a novel, some water and a tote bag with your carefully selected snacks.

Eddie waited patiently for you to get comfortable, standing there in the aisle in his signature leather jacket and denim dio vest, while leaning against the backrest of his own seat, watching your every move.

Once you swung yourself around into your seat, Eddie plopped down next to you with an equally wide grin plastered across his face while pointing his ringed index finger at the snack bag.

"You know, you're gonna have to share those with me."

You turned your head around to face him, eyebrow raised.

His chocolate brown doe eyes were so so softly looking at you. If you didn't know better they'd melt you on the spot.

"Oh really, do I?"

"Yeah, it's the unspoken yet official law of seat partners, sweetheart."

You chuckled at his silliness and the pet name, the nervousness which you had gotten from the thought of him very obviously thinking of you when it came to the decision of who to sit next to, all gone.

He wanted to be physically close to you.

He wanted to spend that time on the bus around you.

He chose you.

After Steve, Robin and all the others from your group had acknowledged your presence as well with genuine smiles, and the last few kids had found their seats, it was time to leave Hawkins.

The bus hit the highway towards Chicago pretty soon after departure.

Eddie let you sit in the window seat, which eventually led to him conveniently using your shoulder as a pillow. And no, you didn't mind the weight. It was Eddie.

Hell, you were having a hard time keeping yourself from wrapping your arms around him to pull him closer.

"Does this also fall under the law of seat partners?", you asked curiously, placing a hand on Eddie's head and slightly scratching his scalp.

The only thing you got in return was a satisfied, sleepy "mhm" and a squeeze and rub of his warm hand over your thigh, but it was enough for your mind to drift off, wondering which other of Eddie's love languages and further details of his ridiculous seat partner law you'd come to discover on this trip.

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tagged: my beloved ellen @josephfakingquinn <3

#eddie munson #nora writes #oh wow this turned out to be longer than expected #lol #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #stranger things #stranger things fluff #eddie munson fluff #the law of seat partners

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heeseungsnewwhore · 7 months

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“Masturbation”

Kinktober Day 2

❥ oneshot

Pairing: Heeseung x fem!reader

Rating: 18+, mdni

Genre: kinktober

Warning/Tags: More Blood(if you know you know), uhm, you’re in a bath, Heeseung takes over, literally, more shaming, degrading, pussyplay, all kinds, dirty talk, he’s filthy, I mean vulgar, really nasty, y/n in a towel, you don’t get to have clothes as long as Heeseung’s around, chichinashi 🥞, Hee on his oreo-sama shit fr, yeah it’s late, sue me, following the events of day 1 kinktober “Biting”, enjoy 🩸

You have now found yourself trying to take a hot bath. Your water turning a light shade of pink as washed away the bits of dried blood. Your body covered now in more fang marks and bruises after your encounter with Jay and Jake in the lab. Of course that was after Jay had finally come to seek you out and found the position Sunghoon and Sunoo had you in. The two of them surrendering you over after a brief argument, Jay apologizing for not coming sooner.

You had been surprised by how sincere he was, but after you had gone to the lab...Things were just as Sunoo had said. Jay and Jake showed you why they called you a dirty chalice. You were covered in more fang marks and your body was aching all over. Bruises were already making themselves visible at your thighs, hips, and neck.

You sigh. “I want to go back…” You mutter to yourself before your eyes widen a bit. Back? To the other coven? Had you already started considering that your home?

It had almost been a year, but as you thought about it it didn’t feel like it had been very long since you had been trying to find an out- Before you were willingly giving yourself to aide the vampires in their dilemmas. That was until inevitably, things had become to dangerous for you to stay with Hongjoong and his coven. So here you were…With these other vampires who apparently held more power than most. Yet, you had to admit there was a part of you that missed them in a sense.

“Were you dating them or something?”

Suddenly your head shoots up to see one of said vampires now entering into the bathroom. Coming over to place what appeared to be a towel and some nightwear down for you. He’d also been hanging around long enough to be eavesdropping on your thoughts it seemed as well.

“I’m Heeseung…We’ve met a few times before.” He says as you shake your head.

“I-I know who you are…” You mutter before trying to submerge yourself deeper into the bubbles. “I just didn’t expect to see anymore of you right now.”

“Well, if I didn’t you’d be stuck in here wet and naked- No way you’re putting these back on.” He says before gathering up your bloody dress and throwing it into the hamper.

He seemed considerate enough- But you’d learned not to let this lot get the benefit of the doubt from you. They were in fact way more intense than the other coven you had recently resided at.

“Heeseung! Hey! Have you seen my-“

You suddenly hear a voice call, both you and Heeseung looking to the door as you see yet another vampire emerge.

It’s Jake. He was about to invite himself into the bathroom before he stops in his tracks, seeing you in the bathroom as well. A certain smile taking over his lips.

“You lose something?” Heeseung says with a sniff, giving the other a certain look and Jake can already feel the tension.

“I did, Jungwon wa-“

“Sounds like a personal problem.” Heeseung says quickly before swinging the door closed in the others face.

You couldn’t help but try to stifle a chuckle at the others actions. Him seemingly just as amused as he notices your reaction. But he’s leaning against the door now, his arms folded and ankles crossed with his red hues dead set on you.

You glance about uncomfortably for a second before finally speaking. “So you’re just…gonna hang out?”

“Oh do you want Jake’s company instead?” He offers, a hand coming down to grab ahold of the doorknob.

“No! No, no.” You give a sigh of defeat. “I’ll finish…”

And there you were. Trying to commit to the rest of your bath with those eyes on you. His gaze seemed…Normal? For the most part. That is if he wasn’t staring at you while bathing. But with his red eyes something about it was intense. You could feel it. Feel him. Your body absently going tense from time to time as you went to move to finish cleaning yourself. It was beginning to become odd…Some feeling. Some sort of sensation that was foreign to you almost.

Something was off.

Very off.

Your body doesn’t quite feel like itself. It’s like a warm and prickly sensation. Crawling up your legs before making its way all over. Your limbs feel strange…Like they’re not quite yours. But that doesn’t make any sense. Taking a wet hand up to run your fingers through your hair, you close your eyes tight for a moment, taking a slow deep breathe before opening them…But as you do, you’re seeing yourself from across the bathroom. Of course your mind is going into panic, especially now that you’re watching yourself turn to look your way with a smirk.

“Oh, that other coven must not be able to do this…This is gonna be fun.” You heard your voice from your body yes- But you knew surely now that it was Heeseung somehow. Yet, where you were now was occupying his perspective. As if the two of you had suddenly switched bodies. Though you couldn’t even speak or move, he continues to use your voice. Manipulating your body and movements. “Your body isn’t half bad either…”

You watch yourself say before there’s a hand slipping down between your thighs, and though disabled- You can feel every sensation when he’s using your hand to play between your folds.

He seemed to have felt it too with the way you’re watching your head tilt back agaisnt the edge of the tub with a sigh. Out of all the things that you had been subjected to and learned about the vampires so far…This was one of the last things you expected could ever happen. There’s another sensation after you’re being used to tease your own clit. A finger surely. He’s using your hand to slip a finger inside and there’s something about it that’s so odd but all at once exhilarating. Dizzying. Intoxicating. Whatever this was that he was able to do, had some incomprehensible effects on your mind. It was like a fever dream. Every sensation was so much almost too much in the simple touches you were experiencing.

“Fuck…You’re tight too.” You hear your voice again with a mix of your own breathy moans. “Oh~…You liked it when Sunoo played with it too? Slut.” He giggles with your voice and you couldn’t help but recall Sunoo from just hours ago while he had your hand down there. So of course he was aware of your thoughts.

This was insane. Beyond insane.

Too much.

You could feel your mind slipping. Going into a haze that wanted to give into everything you was using your body to do. Watching as you winced at the sensation of your own second finger he was now beginning to work into you.

“Oh, fuck…Y/n, are you a virgin? There’s no way…” You’re watching as your back arches against the tub, two of your fingers now slowly pumping themselves in and out. “Oh, it feels so good~…” Your voice chuckles. “You can’t deny it- Is it fun? Watching me use your body to get us both off?”

You couldn’t stand it.

The overwhelming sense of the entire situation had your mind completely wrecked. Heeseung wasn’t just inside your head, he was in your body, somehow. Using you somehow and feeding off the pleasure he was getting from it with this twisted ability of his. Everything only beginning to become more intense. Watching yourself as he brings your free hand up to fondle and play with one of your breasts. Now he’s not saying anything with your voice. It’s just the sounds of you moaning, writhing in the tub. Working yourself open and through with your fingers. Everything building up as it all became faster and faster.

You were close.

You could still feel everything and Gods-

He was really going to do this.

There was no way.

No way-

Suddenly you’re gasping. Really gasping, practically choking on the air as you’re able to claim your own perspective again. You’re back in the tub. You’re you again. Quickly and carefully recoiling your hands from where the vampire had used them, now looking around to see that he was gone. Simply hearing a laugh from him echo fro the other side of the door, and fade away. Yet the door appeared to have never even been opened.

You jump out of the tub, not sparing another thought or curiosity. Not even bothering to drain the water as you grabbed the towel, quickly making an attempt to dry yourself off before reaching for the clothes.

Except.

They weren’t there.

The only thing that was left was the towel you had just discarded to the floor. Now having no choice but to pick it back up from the floor and wrap it around yourself. You take a breath now looking to the door. You didn’t have much of a choice now. You’d have to make it to your room, rather than sitting there and waiting for one or more of them to find you vulnerable and completely naked like this. You now make your way over to the door, carefully beginning to pull it open. As you peak through the door, you see that the hallway is clear. At least as far as you can tell. That is until you notice something on the floor.

One of the articles of clothing that had been brought to you.

And another.

The few pieces leading to your bedroom door that was only a few doors down. Not the longest walk from the bathroom, but- Knowing the way these men you resided with now liked to randomly appear, wasn’t helping your case. But you also couldn’t stand just hanging around naked. Letting out a defeated sigh, you briskly make your way down the hall. Snatching up the articles of clothing as you do, and make your way into your room without missing a beat. Letting out a sigh of relief as he lean back against the door. Closing your eyes for a moment to collect yourself. The last few hours you had been here was already turning out to be much more than you had even experienced on your first day at the previous coven.

Too much.

But finally looking forward to some rest, you open your eyes and make your way to your bed. Just to now see the last article of your missing pajamas laid out in the middle of your bed. Deliberate.

“I would’ve lead you up to my room but…Didn’t feel like risking it with the rest of the coven around.”

You hear Heeseung’s voice, turning around to see- Nothing of course. It’s then that suddenly your towel is yanked from around you. Letting out a small scream as you turn to see Heeseung now sitting in the middle of your bed, tossing your towel over his shoulder. His hands now reaching to grab you around your waist, and pull you onto the bed with him.

Except.

He’s not on top of you.

He’s laying back in your bed, now holding your naked body to straddle him. Your arms immediately moving to wrap over your chest.

“Oh, I’ve already seen it all, you might as well just let me look.” He teases and you’re glaring away from him. “Now you can’t be that mad…I can smell it on you…The excitement…”

He says as his hands slowly play up and down along your thighs. Not nearly gripping you as much as he was before. Instead, he’s slowly rolling his hips up. Making you gnaw at the inside of your cheek at the sensation. His girth trapped against the cotton of the sweatpants, rubbing against your pussy. He was already hard. You weren’t completely dry yet from your bath but something else was definitely soaking his sweats now.

Why?

Why was your body still doing this?

“You enjoyed it didn’t you? You can’t even lie…” He says as his hips finally stop, a hand now coming up to take ahold of your chin, now forcing you to look at him. Instead you slam your eyes shut, refusing. He chuckles. “You want to know why you’re still so aroused? I’ll tell you.”

Whether he was trying to coax your eyes open with the information or not, you didn’t care. He could tell you or he couldn’t, either way you weren’t giving him the satisfaction of eye contact.

“They told you about our saliva didn’t they? The drug-like affect it has?” He starts. “Well, you’ve had your fair share of it tonight, love. So your body’s gonna betray you until the morning.”

“Then I’ll just sleep- Just leave and let me sleep it off.” You protest and he’s cooing.

“Now that’d be a waste. I can help you sleep just like this…” He starts, the hand that was on your thigh moving up further to play his thumb in circles closer to your groin. “If you’re worried about me trying to fuck you, I won’t. You’d be useless to everyone if I did something that careless…But that doesn’t mean we can’t still have fun.”

“What do you want with me Heeseung…?” You whine in a defeated tone. Too tired to argue with the vampire knowing well enough it wouldn’t get you anywhere.

“I want to finish what I started…Pleasing that pretty cunt of yours.” He whispers, now carrying his lips over to grace them along the skin of your neck. “I won’t even feed if you don’t want me too.”

The more and more he spoke unfortunately the more he began to remind of one of the vampires from the other coven. The select ones that only seemed to crave pleasure without the sadistic or masochistic desires in play.

“Stop thinking about them when I’m making you an offer-“ Heeseung suddenly growls against your ear. “Or do you like it when they’re rough with you~?”

“J-just…Tell me what you want to do exactly.” You say with a swallow and you can practically sense the smile against his lips as he begin to press kisses to your neck.

“Exactly? Okay.” His voice is soft, almost a whisper as his lips dance against your skin. “I want to play with you.” He starts. “Your cunt. I want you to feel my fingers inside you, and make your thighs tremble around me.”

You suck in a sharp breath, not just at his words, but the feeling of his hands ghosting down your naked sides.

“Then I want to put that pretty pussy of yours on my cock. Straddle those lips over me and just tease your clit until you’re a mess.” His low words are almost breathless it seems. You could tell he was excited. “I want you to cum all over me, y/n.”

Your body shivers again and there’s an audible moan coming from him that his him bucking his hips up into you. His hands that were ghosting over your skin, now gripping your hips as he’s biting at your neck. Not piercing the flesh but just enough for the pleasure of the sensation.

“Tell me yes. Tell me you want it.”

He’s not asking and that clear enough to tell. Your arms that were covering your chest now coming down to rest over his hands he had braced against your hips. Now going to move one of his hands between your thighs. You feel him smile against your skin again before there’s a tongue licking a wet stripe along your neck. His hand dipping completely between your thighs now to gently circle two fingers over your clit.

“F-Fu…Ah…”

“It feels good, doesn’t it? When someone else touches you down there, I know your body loves it.” He hums out, not massaging your clit for much longer before he’s circling a finger inside of you.

Moving his own the same way he had used yours not too long ago. Of course you were so wet, it went in with ease. But his finger was of course bigger than yours, and the sensation was definitely different. Not new, but different. There’s quiet moans leaving your lips as he’s working the single finger in and out of you. Seemingly considerate of how well you’re adjusting before he’s slipping in another. It elicited a wince from you, but he moves slowly. Pressing them into you as deep as he can and letting them settle inside you. Your walls clenching and unclenching around him as he sucks a trail of hickies along your neck that you know you won’t hear the end of about tomorrow.

“Want me to keep moving~?” He teases and you only rock your hips in response, and he complies almost immediately. Pumping both his fingers inside of you.

A lot like he had used yours. This time getting moans much louder out of your lips. His kisses and little love bites ceasing as he’s now feasting on the gaze of your expressions. Breathless chuckles slipping past his lips as he watches you with the most amused smile. He was panting? Moaning? Something along those lines- As he was more than excited just at the scene of you, in his lap, being worked by his fingers. It wasn’t much longer after indulging himself in the moment for a while, that he’s pulling his fingers away from you, and plopping himself onto his back, giving you a fanged grin.

“You know what I want now right?” He bites his lip now, hands moving back to your hips as he begin to grind his erection against you. Moaning almost immediately as he lets his eyes fall closed.

It felt so strange…Good but- Strange to be giving in to it all. Unlike with the other coven, despite their advances being similar to Heeseung’s. Offering to be somewhat tame, and acting on a well, certain level of consent. But you couldn’t deny it, despite your tired body having already gone through four of the other vampires…It felt good. So now you move your hands down to brace against the others abdomen, and roll your hips to match his pace.

He’s moaning a lot louder now.

Hands gripping on your waist as he's rolling his hips more feverishly. Your soaking cunt straddling his trapped cock as you moved your hips to more or less ride him. Grinding your pussy back and forth over his clothed girth. And it’s while the two of your are like that, he’s moving his hands away from you. Further down so that he’s now pushing down his sweatpants and his boxers. Your body moving accordingly after realizing what he’s doing, letting him slide his cock out for you to straddle.

“Don’t put it in-“ He orders, gripping your thigh. “Remember. Keep rubbing your pretty cunt on me just like you were. I wanna ruin that sweet little clit of yours.”

His words make you shiver, an audible whimper escaping your lips, and he’s pulling your hips back forward. Planting your wet lips back on his length, he’s licking his own. His body rolling to match your pace. Shaky exhales escaping your lips with each wet glide of friction. You’d never done anything quite like this before and with Heeseung’s red hues on you…It was driving you crazy.

“Faster.”

He says simply and your hips are doing just that.

Your hands decide to move on their own.

Sliding up along the others front, before you’re slowly dragging your nails down his covered chest. A breathless chuckle escaping his lips after letting out a very pleased groan.

“Feels good doesn’t it, slut? My cock? Just smothering your cute little cunt.” He bites his lips as he watched the way your thighs tremble suddenly, a vulgar moan escaping your throat. “Oh you like that? Being my slut? Giving me your cunt like this? Yeah?”

Your hips begin to move more wildly. Pathetic noises escaping your lips as his breathing begins to quicken.

“God, you’re pussy is starving…fat fucking lips on my cock.” He groans, practically a growl as ravenous red hues stared down and the messy wet scene you two were making.

That might have been it for you. You know the effects were most definitely from the components that was in their saliva- But there was something about his voice. Something about the mere fact that it was his voice, you felt. Like happy little hums dancing around your arousal. The more he continued to speak, as filthy as it was, you couldn’t handle it with the sensation running between your legs. You can feel it building up, closer and closer until finally- You’re bucking your hips wildly, letting out a cry as you’re juicing all over his cock. Eventually the sloppy pace slipping his cock from the right position between your folds.

But he hasn’t cum yet. He was definitely close so it wouldn’t take much more. But before you can move yourself, he’s re-positioning you already to press his cock to your sensitive clit, making you tremble. This time holding you still, rocking your hips with his own as he rolls them up in a frantic pace. Fucking against you without any hesitance.

A choked out cry comes from you, your hands gripping his wrists as you fail to regulate your breathing. It was too much. Way too much. But so fucking delicious. You wanted the vampire underneath you to leave you completely brainless. You wanted him to tease you until you passed out, and repeat.

“Say my name.” He grunts out, that desperate haze clouding his expression. He’s so close. It’s right there and now you know what he needs.

“H-Heeseung…Heeseung~…!”

“M-more…”

“H-Heeseung~!”

You tilt your head back with a desperate whine,now bouncing slightly against his cock and he’s right fucking there. Head throwing back into the pillow as he’s spilling his load all over the both of you and some of his clothes. Your bodies trembling and the two of you huffing as you let out shaky breathes trying to calm yourselves.

Eventually your body collapses on top of his, and there’s a breathless chuckle slipping past his lips. His arm coming around your waist as the other comes up to play through your damp locks.

“Get yourself a good nap…Because I’m not done with you yet….”

#enha smut #enha kinktober #enha x reader #enha heeseung #enha kinktober day 2 #enhypen smut #enhypen kinktober #enhypen kinktober day 2

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that-sarcastic-writer · 2 years

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Lost Time (Soldier Boy)

Mind games til we lose control drabble

Pairing: Soldier Boy X FSupe!Reader

Summary: After the disaster at Herogasm, you and Soldier Boy blow off some steam, and make up for the loss time. Takes place during that one scene at the beginning of ep7, but like not that. Just same place. This is just porn without a plot I'm sorry.

Warnings: 18+, minors dni, unprotected sex (pls children wrap it before you tap it), p in v, oral (f receiving), fingering, creampie, dirty talk bc its Soldier Boy, praising kink, bit of degrading, drug use, brief mentions of stormfront, allusion to attempted sexual assault (NOT from sb). Slightly occ ben, I make him slightly less horrible. This is one is kinda heavy so strap in.

WC: 2k

A/N: pls I'm sorry, I know I'm bombarding yall with soldier boy (smut) I promise I was gonna take few days and post something else, but I was just sitting here thinking how I havent seen any fics of sb eating pussy so I wrote it. I promise I'm not turning into a sb blog, i have a dean winchester fic coming, I just so happened to finish this one in one sitting in like 2 hours. Dont unfollow me pls kay enjoy the sin love yall. Ps I know this is too long to be a drabble but idk what else to call it so just accept it.

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"And you remember that chick Liberty?" You asked Ben absentmindedly, an arm behind your head as you held a joint to your lips with the other. You heard him hum, his face pressed to your stomach as he left sloppy kisses on your skin, "So turns out she was like a nazi."

"What the fuck?" He snapped his head up to look at you with a twisted look on his face. You looked down at him and nodded, taking a long drag of the joint before placing it on the ashtray next to you.

"You didn't know?"

"Fuck no. I was a soldier during World War II, you think I would've been in the same room as that bitch had I known she was a nazi?" He scoffed and shook his head, looking like he was questioning his life choices. "Fuck, and to think I founded Herogasm with her."

"Yeah well," You shrugged, watching him with a raised eyebrow as he laid his head on your bare thigh. He was a surprisingly good listener. And since you were pretty much catching him up on all the supe and Vought business he had missed, he was particularly attentive, as well as he could be with you naked and him between your legs of course. "Her and Homelander were fucking, like they were public and everything. And honestly it doesn't surprise me, that motherfucker is a weirdo. And that's saying something."

"You know the fucker? He recognized you at Herogasm." He raised an eyebrow at you, you could hear the slight bit of possessiveness in his tone. Funny how some things didn't change. He would always throw a fit if he found out you talked to other men, he was the only man in your life. Yeah as if.

You snorted at him and shrugged, running your fingers through his long honey strands, "Some. He wanted me to join The Seven years ago. I thought about it, and then the motherfucker tried to get me to fuck him in exchange of joining the team. And you know exactly how well that went when you tried it the first time. Told him fuck off and he didn't like it. And of course Vought didn't give a shit when I told them what he did, so I left and they got Noir instead."

"At least I took no for an answer," He scoffed with both a mixture of disgust and anger. "And for the record, I didn't ask you to fuck me to join the team, I wanted to fuck you, and after that I wanted you to join the team, but those weren't mutually exclusive."

"Oh right, you were such a gentleman." You rolled your eyes at him and chuckled, hoping to humor him, but he still had a hard expression on his face.

"But he didn't—"

"No Ben, he didn't do anything. It was a long time ago, I haven't seen him since. Well, not before Herogasm." You reassured him, fingers threading to his scalp, making him close his eyes and hum lowly.

"I don't know what I would've done if he had laid a fuckin' hand on you when I wasn't there to protect you." He mumbled, his lips pressed against your thigh, you barely heard him, but you did. You sighed softly.

"Yeah well you're here now. So relax, relax before we have to go fuck some more people up. Enjoy this while you can." You emphasized, biting your lip softly. You saw the way his expression changed, and his pink lips twisted into a smirk.

"Yeah I'm gonna fuckin' enjoy this alright." He bit his lip, positioning himself so that your legs were on either side of his broad shoulders and he was laying on his stomach.

You watched with glazed eyes as he drew a line on your stomach and pitched the side or his nose before he dragged it across your stomach, the white substance lingering in his nose. He sat on his elbows, eyes closed as he sniffled and hummed.

"Christ, that's some good shit." He chuckled, wiping his nose with the back of his hand and looked up at you, pupils so dilated that you barely see the green in his eyes. But you didn't know if that was from the drugs or lust, maybe both. "But this is better."

You gasped, body jolting when he dipped his head and dragged his tongue over your clit, suckling on the bud for a second or two before he lifted his head up again, leaving you whimpering.

"Best goddamn pussy I've ever had the pleasure of eating," He rasped, teeth digging into his bottom teeth as he threw your legs over his shoulders, pulling you closer to his face and dived back in, but not before he muttered, "Can't get enough of it."

He had you like this for hours. Alternating between fucking you with mouth and fingers, and actually fucking you. Ever since you got back from Herogasm, your failed attempt at killing Homelander and pretty much hijacked The Legend's place, you had been in this room, with Ben all over you. He had always been insatiable, but even back then he would get tired too, and would take breaks. But now, he wouldn't keep his hands off you, he was relentless. You pretty much had to beg him to stop and give you a break. To which he surprisingly agreed. But that was maybe fifteen minutes ago, and he figured it was time to continue, while he still could. Make up for the lost time, you guessed. You weren't complaining though.

His long fingers eventually joined the rhythm of his expert tongue. The second you felt two fingers slip into you you began to feel an ache in your stomach. You gave up on words a long time ago. You were nothing but a mess of whimpers and moans by then. Something that definitely fueled Ben's ego, he loved watching you fall apart for him. He knew your body perfectly, and the second one of your hands flew to pull at his hair, he knew he found your trigger. And his fingers curved over that spot, over, over and over until he had you crying out and he felt warm sparks on his scalp.

Your juices coated his tongue and fingers as you shuddered, your shaky thighs clamping around his head. You were panting, and you could hear your heartbeat thump against your head so hard it made you dizzy. You closed your eyes, hissing softly when you felt Ben's fingers leave you, but his tongue was still drawing slow figure eights on your clit.

"Such a sweet girl. So fuckin' sweet," He coaxed as he pulled his face away from you. You were still shaking from your high when you felt his lips trail up your stomach until he found your neck, and he was attacking that too. "Now that I got you nice and wet, I'm gonna fuck you real good before those fuckers come in and spoil all the fun. I can hear Butcher outside."

You half nodded, still a bit blazed from both the weed and your orgasm, but you still helped him shrug off his ridiculous robe. He unraveled it and tossed it aside before taking his already hard cock into his hands. He grabbed one of your legs and held it over his shoulder as he sat back on his knees and positioned himself at your entrance. He slipped in with a groan, his face twisted into a pleasured expression as he watched the way he slid inside your walls with ease. You were already so cock drunk and fucked all you could do was moan.

"I don't know what I love more, eating this pussy, or fuckin' it." He was drawing back and slamming back in with enough force to make your body slide on the mattress. God, Soldier Boy fucked like he fought, ruthless and with purpose.

Your head was thrown back, eyes screwed shut and your hands were clutching the sheets so tight you thought you were going to rip them. Though by then the whole room was tossed, somehow some pillows had been ripped in half and you were sure the brick wall had dents in it. It was absolutely messy, filthy and absolutely intoxicating. He was intoxicating. Everything about him.

"You're squeezing the fuck outta my cock, you wanna come my pretty Violet?" He rasped and panted, his forehead and chest glistening with sweat as he watched the way he fucked himself in and out of your tight walls. And fuck did he love it. "You need me to make you come again? Is that what my pretty slut needs?"

"Yes! Fuck Ben, please." How you were speaking, you had no idea, but you screamed it, overstimulation and the aching need for release making your vision blurry with tears.

"Fuck, yeah give me what I want. Come for me, do it now." He ordered, sneaking a hand between your bodies and rubbed quick harsh circles on your clit until he had you crying out and your eyes flashed violet. "Fuck, shit, that's it."

Your leg hung over his shoulder as he leaned down and held himself up on his forearm as he snapped his hips quickly but more shallow like he was trying to get himself over the edge. You were so drunk on your high you barely noticed when be grabbed your hand placed it on your lower belly, his own hand right of top of yours, and you sure noticed when he pushed down on your belly with the slightly bit of pressure on it and spoke in your ear.

"You feel that? That's exactly where only I fuckin' belong. Not Homelander, not fuckin' anyone, me." He rasped, a groan leaving his lips when he gave you one final thrust and spilled inside you.

He kept himself braced on his forearm so as not to crush you with his weight, but his body still laid on top of you, still inside you. Hazily, you threw your arms over his neck and ran one of your hands through his damp hair. His heavy breaths and your own filled the room, but other than that you laid in silence, simply soaking in the feeling of each other. Fuck did it feel right. Too bad it didn't last.

"Oi children!" You heard an unmistakable cockney accent as the doors suddenly opened, followed by a pair of collective groans.

"Fuckin' Christ. Can't even fuck my girl in peace." Ben groaned as peeled himself from you and sat up, naked as the day the boys found him.

"Oh Jesus, please put that away." Hughie muttered to Ben, face red as it could get at the sight of you two naked.

Despite your still hazy state, you were quick to pull the sheets over your naked body as you sat up. You inhaled sharply as you brought your legs to your knees, muscles already screaming at you for your reckless activities. You eyed the three men in front of you. Legend was going on a rant about the room you destroyed, Butcher was berating Ben for his shitty Intel on Mindstorm, and Hughie just stood there mortified.

"It's not like you've never seen a dick before. You do have one right? Or do you just have a pussy down there and that's why you act like one?" Ben chuckled, looking directly at Hughie as he stood up, cock half hard and with no urgency to grab his robe from the ground.

"Ben, stop harassing the kid and put your dick away." You scolded him, being pretty much the only person on this earth that could tell Soldier Boy what to do without being threatened with bodily damage. He glared at you, but complied nonetheless and wrapped the robe around himself. "And you two could learn to fucking knock, save yourself the trauma." You sighed as you looked around the bed for your clothes but they weren't on sight. Until you felt something hit the side of your head and fall on the bed.

"Asshole." You glared at Ben as you grabbed the hoodie sitting beside you and slipped it on, the smirk on his face making you roll your eyes.

"Anytime sweetheart." He winked at you before turning his attention to Butcher and Hughie who were going back and forth about Mindstorm. Guess they could find an address after all.

Well off you were. At least you were able to make up for lost time.

#soldier boy #soldier boy x reader #soldier boy x fem reader #soldier boy x you #soldier boy x y/n #soldier boy smut #the boys

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kaleldobrev · 8 months

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Unexpected Love

Pairing: Ash x Sister!Winchester!Reader

Summary: Ash is your mullet knight in flannel armor

Original Prompt: Requested by anonymous | Hiii, I saw you write for spn and I throught about making a request. Idk if you even remember Ash, he's seen in season 2 but for like, just 5 minutes in total so I'm not gonna be mad if you don't remember him, but I throught about asking you if you could write something for him with Reader that's Dean and Sam's little sister? You can write what you want, even something bite sized, I just feel like he's not appreciated enough 🥺 It's ok if you don't want to write it, and take your time if you do. Have a good day 💕

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: Cursing (1x), Fluff, Sam & Dean just being protective/supportive older brothers

Authors Note: Of course I remember Ash my anon friend! How could I not remember Doctor Badass? | Since you told me to write whatever I wanted, I decided to do a cute little romance between him and reader cause hey, he needs some love too! | He’s honestly one of my favs | I hope you liked how this came out! I never wrote Ash before, so I hope I was able to do his character justice! | Takes place in Season 2 obviously | Flashbacks are in italics | If you want to request something, just send me a message! | If you liked this, don’t forget to like & reblog. I really appreciate it! Feedback is always welcome ♡

Dating was something that was always particularly hard for you as you’ve been consistently on the road with your father and brothers since you were six months old. The four of you never staying in the same place long enough for you to ever form any kind of connection with anyone. In a way, you thought that it was a good thing considering this line of work, but at the same time, human connection was something that you craved, yearned for. Yes, you had a strong bond with your brothers (Sam more than Dean – twin power you know?), and kind of had a strong bond with your father, but the bonds that you had with the three of them weren’t particularly fulfilling for you. You always felt like there was something missing.

At one point when you were seven or eight, long before you had learned of the supernatural, you had asked your father once when the four of you were in the car if you could stay at Uncle Bobby’s for a while.

“I’m tired of moving around so much daddy. Can I stay at Uncle Bobby’s for a while?” You had told him, asked him; silence filled the impala, despite the music being so loud.

Sam turned to face you before turning to look at your father – you knew that Sam had felt the same way. Dean turned to look at you, craning his neck as he was in the front seat along with your father who was currently driving to the next motel. It would have been the third motel in less than two weeks. Your father looked into the rearview mirror, looking at you as you started playing with your thumbs. “I’m sorry…” You whispered.

When the four of you had gotten to the motel, Dean had practically pulled you to the side while your father and Sam had started bringing things into the motel room. “Why do you want to get away from dad so bad?” He asked, almost as if he was offended.

“I want to stay in one place longer than two days.” You said. “Motels smell funny.”

Dean scoffed. “So does Uncle Bobby’s house.”

That was the last time you had ever asked.

Even if you had found yourself lucky to pull a date, something or someone would always get in the way. Either a hunt would take precedence, or one of your brothers (usually Dean) would “accidentally” interrupt the date. With either scenario, the guy you had landed the date with would either never call you make again – despite your efforts of trying to make something work or, they would outright tell you to never call them again.

As the years went by, you had simply come to the conclusion that you were destined to never find love, destined to spend the life on the road with your brothers as hunters.

“Come with me.” Sam said to you, a few weeks before he had told you, Dean, and your father that he was going to be leaving to go to Stanford.

“I can’t Sammy. I don’t have a full ride like you do.” You said. “Besides, he’d be too fucking worried if I went.”

“But we’d be together Y/N. It’s not like we’d be by ourselves.” He said. He wanted you to come with him, despite not really interested in the whole college thing; but he knew hunting was something that you had never wanted to do. You wanted that white picket fence life like he wanted.

“I can’t…leave Dean with dad.” You told him. As much as you had wanted to go with him, you couldn’t leave Dean and dad alone, as you were usually the buffer between them. Yes, they rarely got into fights but when they did…it got bad.

You were fully prepared to do the whole one night stand thing for the rest of your life. At least you would have some kind of human connection, even if it was just for a little while. Hell, it’s been working out just fine for Dean, why wouldn’t it work for you? But that was until you met Ash.

Ash was an interesting person; someone that you thought you wouldn’t have ended up with. Despite knowing him less than a year, he was someone that you could actually imagine spending your life with (no matter how long that life span may be). You had first met him about a few months after the death of your father when your brother Sam was listening to your father’s voicemails.

“He’s always been so secretive.” You told them, upon hearing the sound of a woman’s voice in one of the voicemails – a woman that called herself Ellen.

“Think dad ever had a thing with her and it ended badly? Maybe that’s why he never told us about her.” Sam theorized.

His theory caused your other brother to give a disgusted look. “Gross, now I’m thinking of dad having sex.” Dean said, his voice sounding just as disgusted.

“You are far too pretty to be with these two.” Was one of the first sentences that Ash had ever uttered to you. A sentence that had made you laugh, but a sentence that offended your eldest brother Dean the most.

The relationship between you and Ash was something that you honestly didn’t expect to happen. Not because he wasn’t your type, but because you had thought that there would be no possible way to maintain a relationship given the fact that you were always on the road.

“You know this isn’t going to work out right?” You had told Ash, the day you and your brothers had gotten back to the Roadhouse after completing the Rakshasa case.

Ash looked at you, trying his best to play it cool as your brothers were only standing within earshot. “That’s the beauty of technology. You’d only be a phone call away.” He said. Him saying this was something that you had never really thought about previously; but it was something that had made perfect sense to you.

“If someone wants to be with you kid, they’ll make the effort.” Bobby told you numerous times growing up. For years, it was a line you thought that he just said in order to make you feel better. But for the first time in your life, you realized that Ash was the only guy in your life (besides your brothers and your father) that had actually wanted to make the effort.

“You and Ash still going strong uh?” Dean asked, leaning up against Baby.

“Uh, yeah.” You replied. “Still trying to get used to the whole long distance thing.”

“That’s fair.” He said. “At least you guys text and call right?”

“Yeah.” You nodded.

Dean raised an eyebrow. “Do you not want to talk about this? Thought this would be something you’d be all over.”

“Dean, you and Sammy have never been people I’ve spoken to about guys before. Nor have either of you really asked. Why the sudden interest in Ash and me?” Whenever you had crushes on people in the past, you had never once found yourself gunning to tell one of your brothers or your dad. You knew that it would only end badly; especially if you told your father or Dean.

He shrugged. “Can’t your brother just be interested in your relationship for once?”

“Not without ulterior motives he can’t.” You gave him a look, your brother automatically looking offended.

“Me? Have an ulterior motive? Honestly sis, I’m offended.” He scoffed.

“It’s kind of your MO brother.” You said. Dean opened up his mouth as if to say something; to try and get himself out of whatever hole he had dug himself into. But there was nothing that he could possibly say to get out of it. He instead just closed his mouth.

“Look, I’m just happy for you. Truly I am.” He actually sounded sincere. “You know me and Sammy just worry.”

“And you know just as well as I do that I can kick either of your asses.” You said. “I can take care of myself just fine. And Ash…neither of you have anything to worry about honestly.”

“You know, I’ve been thinking Ash.” You said, sitting on the trunk of Baby while your brothers were inside of the motel room. Being outside was the only source of privacy that you could possibly have when being on the phone.

“What’s up Missus Badass?” He asked, hearing the smile in his voice.

“I was thinking, after we finally kill Yellow Eyes…I’m going to quit hunting.” You said. “How would Ellen and Jo feel about me working at the Roadhouse?” Your tone half joking and half serious. Ash was silent for a moment, more quiet than he normally was whenever he was on the phone. “Ash? I didn’t lose you did I?”

“No…No…” He began. “They’d love to have you.”

“Yeah?” You asked. “You know, I am very familiar with the workings of a bar.”

“If I didn’t know you so well, I would be concerned by that statement. But, since you are a Winchester, I ain’t the least bit surprised.” He said.

“Yeah. I’ve been hustling pool, and playing poker before I reached puberty.” You laughed a little. “As Sammy would say, the way we were raised was jacked.” You paused. “But hey, at least I met you.”

“Your mullet knight in flannel armor.” He said serious.

“Oh, I like the sound of that.” You smiled. The motel door opened, your brothers coming out. “I gotta go but…I love you.” You whispered the I love you. Hoping that it was just loud enough for Ash to hear, but low enough for your brothers not to.

Your I love you had caught him slightly off guard, but it was something that he enjoyed hearing you say. “I love you too.” He responded back. You were happy that he said it back, afraid that you might of said it too soon. For the first time in a long time, you had felt like you might actually get that happy ending you have always wanted: a life away from hunting.

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@jegulus-microfic / mar 2 / pool / 1,283 words - tiny nsfw warning, they're just horny idiots but they don't do shit lmao

James was trying really hard to be cool about it. Really, really hard.

He was not doing so well.

It was the first summer break since Regulus had started university, reunited with Sirius, and, eventually, started dating James. He was thrilled, full of so much love he could barely handle it, and if he could, he’d spend every second surrounded by all their friends. This meant, of course, that he had been making summer plans 3 months in advance. He wouldn’t spend a single day alone if it were up to him.

They were a week in, and Regulus had stayed with his friends that whole week. He’d been in a dorm with Barty and Evan the past year, but the moment they’d found a decent house to rent off campus, they’d done it. They had the money, so why not? The first week of break was dedicated to moving in and James and Sirius had offered to help, but Regulus insisted they’d only distract him. Today was the first day he was seeing Regulus again, so of course he’d made big plans to celebrate.

This meant that he found himself running around in his ridiculously large backyard, surrounded by everyone he could think to invite to a day in the pool. Sirius had already dragged Remus into the water, where Peter had quickly followed, but James still had a few things to finish before he’d let himself fully relax. Marlene had nearly knocked him over running as he walked out with a jug of lemonade and a stack of glasses balanced precariously in his arms, quickly followed by Mary chasing after her, both girls holding water guns. Thankfully, he managed to keep everything safe in his grasp. After placing it gingerly down on the table, he’d looked up, seen Evan and Barty engaged in what seemed to be some sort of pool noodle battle, and immediately turned away. If it was anyone else he might’ve joined them, but knowing those two, it’d start out a degree too violent and end quite a few degrees too sexual. He wasn’t gonna get involved.

That was all fine, though. Just being surrounded by all his friends, all so joyful and free, made him feel like he was floating.

No, what he couldn’t deal with, what he could not be cool about, was turning away from Evan and Barty to see Regulus stretched across a sun lounge, his pale, bare skin glimmering in the sunlight, looking up at James with an expression that made his whole body tingle. His hair was pushed back by sunglasses on his forehead, and he was wearing only dark green swim shorts that ended halfway down his thighs. The worst part, though, was the piece of watermelon in his hand. He took a slow bite out of it, red juice spilling from his lips to drip down his chin. His gaze alternated between the piece of fruit and James with heavy eyelids, not making any movement to wipe his chin.

James thought he might die.

He’d missed Regulus all week- His friends were long past sick of hearing him wax poetic about him, along with his own despair and loneliness- but he’d been excited more than anything just to see him, talk to him, hold his hand.

Regulus was making it incredibly difficult to stick to thoughts as pure as those ones.

He simply stood, frozen, next to the lemonade. His face was blank and he stared as Regulus continued to eat, each bite leaving more juice dripping down his face and hand. James had picked a really, really good watermelon, and there it was, biting him in the ass. Regulus took his time eating, savouring every second of it, running his tongue along the edges whenever the juice began to pool. James could feel the heat across his cheeks and only hoped that it wasn’t as blatantly obvious to the eye as it felt, burning up his face.

He hadn’t even spoken to Regulus properly, too busy setting up, and his friends had been quick to drag him outside and away from James. They’d only exchanged quick greetings, yet he already wanted nothing but to throw him over his shoulder and carry him upstairs to his bedroom. He was supposed to be hosting a party, for fuck’s sake, and Regulus knew exactly what he was doing. He wasn’t trying to fool anyone, eyes hazy with lust staring up and down James’ body, reminding him that he was also only wearing shorts. He knew how much his athlete’s build and happy trail affected his boyfriend, and it made him glad to know he wasn’t the only one struggling to keep his composure in that moment. He felt a little less ashamed that he was moments away from hard knowing that he wasn’t alone in it.

He was still pretty ashamed, though.

It couldn’t have been more than a couple of minutes, but it felt like hours had passed when Regulus finally finished the slice of watermelon, sucking gently on the rind before placing it down. He pulled his hand back up and, where juice had dripped down between his pointer and thumb fingers, he ran his tongue along it. He closed his eyes as he did it, then smiled slightly with a hum, and that right there was James’ breaking point. He went from standing frozen by the table to leaning over Regulus at the side of the sun lounge before he could even open his eyes again, but when he did, the corner of his mouth twitched just barely before he adjusted his expression to one of false obliviousness.

“Hey, baby. You alright?”

James squinted at him. “You’re fucking evil.”

Regulus simply blinked, perfectly innocent and clueless. “What are you talking about, Jamie?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” James sputtered, even more than he would’ve before the rare nickname was used, “You, you-”

Regulus smiled up at him, genuine and pure. That bastard. James couldn’t form any words, so after a moment or two of stuttering, he gave up, dropped his knees on the edge of the lounge, and pulled Regulus into a deep kiss. He surged into it, grabbing James’ shoulders and kissing him back with a fire that matched the one building inside of James. He could taste the watermelon inside of Regulus’ mouth, even more so when he slipped his tongue out from inside his mouth to swipe it over his chin, finally cleaning it of the sticky juice. He groaned lowly at the sweet taste of it, and Regulus pushed even further into the kiss, both of them seeking more, more, more-

They were interrupted when a bright purple torpedo hit James in the side of his head, and he broke away from Regulus, cursing and rubbing the spot of impact.

“Stop devouring my little brother, you freak!” Sirius shouted while laughter came from all around them. Regulus stuck his middle finger off at his brother, who simply cackled from where he floated in the pool on a doughnut, and James sighed, forcing Regulus to shimmy over so he could lay on his side next to him.

“Evil.” He repeated, and this time, Regulus’ smile was a lot less innocent.

“It didn’t seem like you minded that much, really.”

“No, I didn’t.” He admitted, grinning as he buried his head into his boyfriend’s neck, who only laughed.

“Missed you.” He said after a minute of silence. It was muffled, and Regulus let his hands move from around his back to up in the back of his hair, running mindlessly through his curls as he kissed the top of his head.

“Missed you too, baby.”

#verryyyy ironic writing this while celebrating summer ending #i like summer in concept but i hate the heat sue me #anyways <3 i support the reg calling james baby agenda!#microfish tag #marauders #fanfiction #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #jegulus microfic #marauders fanfiction

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hi! i just saw an old post of yours regarding a very indepth s4 youtube playlist and i'm intrigued! i know the basic stuff since i watched some streams around that time but i've been meaning to finally sit and watch s4 from beginning to end. would you be so kind as to drop a link? thank you :]

gonna assume you mean lifesteal (i also have a dsmp s4 playlist haha. i love Making Playlists. love to Curate) and i've actually got a few lifesteal playlists! well. sort of. i have like One in-depth playlist and then i've got Other People's Playlists

so the first thing i recommend which has every* lifesteal s4 edited video (no** VODs) is this playlist by @aroaceacacia -- it's how i got into lifesteal to begin with and i cannot recommend it highly enough. when you finish, keep an eye on zam's youtube channel, i believe he is the only one still editing his s4 & his finale should be coming out soon (a year late) lmaoooo * it is actually missing one video, but it's near the end + it DOES the behind the scenes for that video so it's easy to add in ** technically it's got one (1) 2-hour cut from a Subz VOD which is more VOD-like and less of a Highly Edited Short Video but p much all the rest of the 285 videos are more highly-edited official-yt-channel VideosTM, and even the Subz VOD is a cut from a 24-hour stream rather than the full thing.

unfortunately i don't know of any curated VOD playlists or overviews that cover the beginning of the season, by me or by anyone else--I might work on this at some point but rn unfortunately i haven't actually watched much early s4 :( although if you want, send me a follow-up ask and i'll do my best at a "major events" playlist, mixing edited videos (esp early-season where i havent Watched the VODs) with particularly important VODs for the stuff i Have seen? this would b p easy for me to make i just havent bc i didn't know if there would b interest. ive also been working on a timeline google doc covering all of s4 that includes both VODs and edited videos so, again, lmk if you're interested in that!

the second thing i recommend is this google doc by @myrmica , which starts covering things in detail in december 2022 and has super detailed notes for a BUNCH of VODs. absolutely invaluable resource. my primary recommendation if you want to watch vods from mid to late s4 is to just read this doc and add all the vods that look interesting to your personal playlist.

in terms of in-depth playlists i have, the main one i have is an eclipse federation playlist! it's got a couple vods or cut-down videos of pre-eclipse-fed for some context but mostly it covers eclipse federation's journeys from their formation to the end of the server. i skipped some streams that were just grinding or destroying end portals or similar but if you want those also you can go through the myrmica google doc. NOTE: this ONLY covers eclipse federation!!! and it covers them in pretty close detail!!!! things that get left out of this include stuff like most of the preparations for pangi & zam's god-off, 3ht's trap war, a lot of poopies shenanigans, the team awesome breakup, and of course everything that happened in the Several Months before eclipse federation formed.... basically anything that wasn't relevant to eclipse federation's journey. meanwhile there are multiple 4-hour VODs that are just zam thinking about his relationship problems and nothing rly happens. i honestly would not recommend this unless you are specifically looking for more detail on eclipse federation specifically lol. also i wasn't sure how to handle "there are 2-3 streams of the same events with different povs that have some nonoverlap and some overlap" so...sometimes i include both povs and sometimes i dont. it's a judgement call & i highly recommend going thru the myrmica google doc and making your own playlist--all the vods in this playlist are also on there, eclipse federation didn't Form until mid season 4 so all eclipse-federation-relevant streams are covered

also i've linked this before but ive got a more medium-length eclipse fed playlist that mixes VODs & edited videos so check that out if you want

and of course where would any of us be without the archivist VOD spreadsheet. not super useful if youre looking for Curated Playlists but i need to shout out archivists forever & ever

i've also got much less in-depth playlists of Just Edited Videos for stuff like s4 highlights, covering specific teams/storylines, etc but since you said you were interested in in-depth playlists im not going to link all those unless you ask, this post is already long enough as it is haha. im also maintaining a s5 edited videos playlist if youre interested in that, and ive got links to playlists of s1-3! so just ask if you want any of those

huge apologies if this was overwhelming! u activated my Autism Trap Card (i love playlist curation). & pls pls feel free to send another ask/message/whatever if you have any questions or are curious abt anything else or if you want anything else (i love playlist curation)

#therapists dni #any british ants in the chat?#lifesteal #mcyt

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duquesah · 5 months

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I've started re-watching the Venom movies recently

It got me thinking about Kayn and Rhaast's relationship in canon, and how for some odd reason Kayn is the only darkin host that wasn't corrupted immediately upon holding the weapon for the first time, and is still fighting against the corruption. Is it true that Kayn is just THAT powerful and Rhaast is the current weakest darkin? Or perhaps there's more to them than we realize?

What I think might be the case is a combination of factors mentioned previously and something else, which I'll talk about in this post so pls stay with me 🙏

Okok so, in Venom (2018) we see how Venom and Eddie meet, how at first they're really just parasite and host, but then after seeing how much they're alike Venom gives everything up. Venom was a nobody amongst the others, just like Eddie, who has lost everything previously. They achieved symbiosis because they are the same, pretty much, and they are so goddamn special that not even Riot (ha) could take them down (with some help of course, love my girl Anne).

THAT got me thinking about Hwei's voice line, the one in which he says "If you just allowed yourselves to BLEND". It's a very interesting line, we can think about some possibilities but first we discuss exactly why Kayn hasn't been corrupted yet (I know I'm rambling a bit, sorry lol)

So, it could be that he really is that powerful, he has been training since childhood (he had a pretty rough one, too). At some point Zed took him in and Kayn became a powerful weapon/tool (parallels!! Kayn being used as a weapon and Rhaast being one, literally) and with his tragic backstory and some other voice lines (this time from Swain, I believe) we know that Kayn, after all he's been through, mistakes hatred for affection, since all he knows is negative, bad things.

So Kayn is traumatized, who isn't? Well, I know for sure the darkin have a very sad past too so let's talk about them (and Rhaast, of course) next

The darkin, once ascended, fought against The Void and each other for some time. The things they've seen and been through cost them their minds, with the years they became less of who they once were, some corrupted beyond redemption and the only way to stop this war was with imprisonment, so that's what happened. Many died, with the remaining ones being sealed away in weapons. Inside their prison they cannot breathe (that's why they sound very out of breath, I was happier before knowing about that) or scream, or do anything really, it's another void, much like the first they fought.

So imagine, after years of being trapped inside a tiny space, some guy finds you and, unlike the others, there's a barrier blocking your way inside their mind. This one is different, that's for sure, but Rhaast is a darkin, he will break this host one day...

But this day seems further and further away, the barrier still strong. Could it be that Rhaast is weaker than the others, or perhaps their tactic of corrupting minds away just doesn't work on Kayn? Well, like I previously talked about, both Kayn and Rhaast have a tragic backstory. my guess is that Rhaast and the other darkin use negative emotions/memories in order to break the host's mind, the pain unbearable to them. But Kayn? Negative emotions/memories is ALL he has, all he ever had, so this method couldn't possibly be the most effective to use, right?

Kayn is stronger than most, sure, but he wasn't immediately corrupted because he is barely affected by Rhaaat's tactics, which consist of breaking the mind with bad memories and emotions, which unfortunately for him is all Kayn knows. It DOES affect him a bit, for all we know, but we can't exactly expect him to be 100% immune, he's still human 🤷‍♀️

We don't know how things are going for them currently, if anyone's winning yet. I actually don't think that's ever happening, because 1. They would break the fucking champion; 2. Is it truly a win if they're just gonna miss each other's company after? (Rhaast presumably doesn't care but that can change, I mean just look at Varus). They would be more powerful, sure, but they only have each other, and with time I think they can be stronger together, they can find a way to get what they both want AND stay together.

ANYWAY what do y'all think? I know I started talking about Venom and Eddie and ended up somewhere else entirely but I just needed to ramble about them, get some ideas in order. Also correct me if I said anything wrong lore-wise, been awhile since I've read about them

#rhaayn #this is a long post #lmao my bad #shieda kayn #rhaast #league of legends

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watchingovergvf · 1 year

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It’s Always Been You- Sam Kiszka

A/N: Hey guys, i’m back with a new Sam fic. I deeply adore Sam and have been wanting to write more for him, so here’s the result. Also, i pretty sure i’m gonna do a part 2 to this, but only if enough people genuinely enjoyed the story. As always, I hope you enjoy and I would love to hear your feedback or just chat about anything and everything!!!

Warnings: Alcohol consumption. Miscommunication a tad bit.

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Four Months.

It’s only been four months since you’ve seen the boys, but it feels like it’s been years.

Due to their crazy tour schedule and your seemingly never-ending work days, the five of you haven’t been able to see each other. You would get the occasional call or text, but that’s as good as it got.

But that would all change tonight.

The boys finally got a break for Christmas and had been home with family for the past few days. Of course, not being able to sit still for very long, they all decide to throw a New Year’s Eve party, which they graciously invited you to.

Thrilled was an understatement.

You missed both Jake and Josh worrying over you like mother hen, or telling you all about their latest adventures. You missed staying up all night with Danny, talking about anything and everything until the sun hung high in the sky. And Sam…

Well things with Sam where a bit more complicated. See, Danny and Sam happen to be your best friends, always have been. The three of you were attached at the hip for god knows how long. While you missed them both deeply while they were away on tour, you missed Sam a bit differently.

You couldn’t exactly put your finger on when you fell in love with Sam, but it’s been a very long time, to say the least. Of course, you have never shared this information with him before, in fear you would ruin everything you’ve built with him. You had come to terms with hiding your feelings at all costs.

Which leads us back to the present, you were anxious as fuck.

Were you excited? Yes. But, that didn’t stop the pounding of your heart as you quickly got ready.

Smoothing out your dress in the mirror, you look at yourself. The red long-sleeve dress had been the right choice for tonight’s events. After sliding on your shoes, you get a text from Jake that he is outside waiting for you.

Scurrying around your apartment, making sure you have everything. Finally, you trot out the front door in search of his car.

Climbing into the back seat, you grin at Jake and his girlfriend. They both complement your attire for the night, claiming the red suited you best.

“We missed you, Kid. It feels like it’s been years since we have gotten together. Danny and Sam have been itching to see you since we stepped foot into town” Jake says. You agree full heartedly, already giddy about seeing them all.

The ride is short, but full of laughter due to Jake recalling stories from tour. Once the three of you rounded the corner to Sam’s house, your forgotten anxiety seems to find its way back to you, pounding its way to your chest.

Jake and his girlfriend walk ahead of you, while you attempt to catch your breath. Eventually, you follow behind them, all the way up to the front door. The door swings wide open, with Danny standing in the doorway. He greets Jake and his girlfriend, not expecting you behind them. The minute he spots you, he scoops you up into his arms, squeezing you tight. “Bug, holy shit! You’re here. I missed you so much” Danny says, after reluctantly setting you down. You nudge his side, “I missed you too, Dan. It’s been way to long. Now be a good friend and show me where I can get a good drink” you smile at him. He chuckles at you, looping your arms together and leads you in the direction of the kitchen.

“You know, I’m not the only one who missed you. Sammy boy did his fair share of pinning for you as well” he says teasingly.

Okay. To be fair, you didn’t mean to tell Danny about your small Sam predicament. The both of you had a movie night at his house, that turned into drunken confessions at three a.m. He managed to coax the truth out of you and now he won’t let you forget it.

You roll your eyes at Danny and begin to reply, but instead you get pulled in the other direction. Josh bear hugs you and mumbles under his breath about how much he missed you, and couldn’t wait to show you some of the music they had been working on. Rubbing at his back, you gently pull away. You tell him to go drink some water. He grumbles at you, telling you to find him later for a dance and then he stumbles off.

You make it into the kitchen, spotting the makeshift bar on the counter. After successfully making something that doesn’t taste horrible, you stand observing the room, that is until you hear an all too familiar laugh. Butterflies find themselves fluttering inside your stomach. Whipping your head around just to spot Sam chatting it up with some guy you’ve never met before. You decided to find him later, not wanting to interrupt.

You find yourself on Sam’s back porch, gazing at the night sky all alone. Leaning up against the railing of the porch, you hear the backdoor open and close. Figuring it was probably Danny, you don’t make a move to turn and see for yourself. Suddenly, you feel fingers wiggling at your sides. You squirm around in their hold, wanting to see who the culprit was.

Of course, it was him.

Sam.

He had the stupidest grin spread wide across his face. Sam pulled you close, hugging you tightly.

He missed you, you missed him, nothing needed to be said. The embrace was evident enough.

The both of you slip from each other’s grip but remain side by side. The two of you begin sharing stories of anything and everything that happened while the two of you were apart. After gasping and laughing at each other’s stories for what felt like hours, the two of you fell into a comfortable silence, gazing at everything, but each other.

“Bug, I…” Sam calls out to you.

The backdoor busts open and Jake comes staggering out. He starts screeching at you in his iconic British accent, demanding to have one dance with you. Never being able to say no to any of them you reluctantly agree.

Glancing back at Sam, you ask if he is tagging along, but he somberly declines, clearly wanting a moment alone. You nod, but begin to worry you may have caused his saddened mood.

The night carries on with the silliest of antics.

Jake spins you round and round. Josh keeps your cup full. Danny cheers along, encouraging Jake’s ridiculous behavior. All the while, Sam sits in the corner, wishing it was him you were dancing with.

It’s about thirty minutes till midnight, and you’ve managed to pull Jake off of you for the time being. Once again you find yourself on the back porch, alone, but not for long. Sam finds his way back outside eventually.

He sits a bit of distance away from you and lights a cigarette. The both of you are tense and silent, a completely different atmosphere since the first time on the porch. Eventually, you get sick of the silence cornering the both of you.

“Sam, did I do something wrong, you’ve been avoiding me all night since the first time we came out here. You can talk to me, whatever it is” you glance over at him, only to find that he was already looking at you.

He stands and closes the space between the two of you. Reaching his hand over, he pushes a stray hair behind your ear. He gazes at you saying, “I don’t think I can, Bug”.

The two of you stare longingly at each other for what feels like a life time.

You sigh, not wanting to push him on the matter. “You don’t have to but know you can tell me anything, no matter what” you say.

You start to make your way back inside, but before you can even make it two steps away, Sam is tugging you back into him.

“It’s just… I haven’t seen you in months, despite my attempts to push you to the back of my mind, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Every single second of everyday, my mind was full of only you. It always has been and it kills me to watch you from afar. I’ve been so anxious all week because I knew you were coming tonight. And when I caught a glimpse of you tonight, in that pretty dress, all I could think about was how much I would regret not telling you how I actually feel. You haunt my mind day and night, and I wouldn’t want it any other way. It’s always been you, always. I love you, Bug”.

You stare at Sam in disbelief. Bring your hands up to his face, cupping his jaw. “I don’t know what to say, I….” you whisper.

“You don’t have to say anything, I just couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t tell you” Sam shoots out.

“No Sam, I...”

“I understand if you only see me as a friend, I just wanted-

“Sam!” you holler at him.

He snaps his mouth shut looking down at you.

“Are you kidding me” you chuckle out. “Sam, I’ve been in love with you since we met, dumbass. It’s always been you Sammy, always”.

The New Year’s Eve countdown begins.

10, 9…

You both grin at each other, realizing just how infatuated you are with one another.

6, 5...

“Bug, can I kiss you?” he asks.

2, 1…

“Please do” you whisper, tugging his face down to meet yours.

Cheers are heard all across the house, making toasts to the new year. The both of you stay in your little bubble, not wanting to interrupt it quite yet.

Reluctantly, the both of you pull away from one another. Sam pulls you tight into his chest, whispering melodic words and promises of love.

The outside world long gone, being responsible can wait another day.

The both of you gaze into the sky, watching fireworks, utterly in love with one another.

———

A/N: Part Two???!!!! Hope you enjoyed🫶

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princess-of-the-corner · 5 months

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I think Adrien always being on time, Akumas or not, is more indicative of the writers not wanting to do anything with him than it is of Marinette's character with her always being late

Realistically, who should have a harder time balancing their super and civilian lives timewise, the intended to be average girl from a middle class working family, or the teen model who's been well known since he was very young, is the son of a former film star and the fashion designer who's outfits he models, who's super busy and restricting schedule is constantly mentioned? Adrichat.

Except, of course, Adrichats super busy schedule, his controlling father, and the two fully grown and very competent adults who's literal jobs are 'get this kid to this place at this time and don't lose track of him' never actually matter when he needs to be Chat.

But hey, an actual story arc where something like, idk, Adrichat being stuck at an event for so long he completely misses an Akuma fight where Ladybug is barely able to scrape by without him happens long before episode 100, and Adrichat realizes 'oh, this is gonna happen again if I can't figure something out' and he spends a season going back and forth with his father until he finally manages to get Gabriel to drastically cut back on his modeling, which then opens Adrichat up to being involved in his own civilian plots that don't just involve Gabriel being a dick would be ... a fun and interesting use of the characters.

Let's point and laugh at Marinette being late bc she spent so long drooling at...an add of Adrien in his normal civilian outfit.

Bc that's better writing!

(i know we've all pointed out on this blog that Mari getting in good with a bunch of celebrities in the past year kinda defeats the point of her being a 'normal girl with a normal life' but the writers never address that, so I believe they do intend for Mari to be seen as a mostly average teen with a talent for fashion and a secret identity, so thats how I talked about her in this)

Oh yeah no like.

It's absolutely a thing where they should focus on both of them but they just don't.

Because yeah it's. Logically: Adrien /should/ be having far more trouble than Marinette if only because even his free time should be accounted for. While Mari has some genuine free time where she doesn't have anything planned and can do whatever she wants last minute and off schedule and just say to her parents 'hey I'm going to go out' and they're like 'okay cool be back by curfew', Adrien has to request hangouts 4-7 business days beforehand and is often told no because Gabriel is a controlling fuck.

And there's multiple potential stories with this!!

As above: Adrien is having trouble sneaking away to be Chat Noir. Either he ends up being unable to leave and Ladybug suffers for it, or he does leave and ends up missing/late/etc. for his other duties and he's punished for skipping out. Maybe even accidentally making his friends look bad because Gabriel thinks they're bad influences encouraging him to skip out. This forces Adrien to either figure out better ways to sneak off, or he manages to get Gabriel to relax his schedule to allow for 'more social life', or hell maybe we have a Gang of Secrets situation with The Gorilla as the confidant and he helps convince Gabriel that Adrien is where he's supposed to be.

OR! Or! Let Adrien lie. We've already had one or two instances where Adrien sneaks out/lies about where he is. Go full force on it. Sneak around Gabriel by pretending to be where he's supposed to be. Forge notes and gaslight Bustier into thinking his father pulled him out of class. Might be a little tricky since this is a kids show to teach good morals but 1.) HA! 2.) they have Adrien break these rules on occasion anyway and 3.) just have an exchange with Plagg where he suggests sneaking out again for fun social friend things, and Adrien goes 'no, that's wrong. I only break the rules because I have to be Chat Noir and save people! I'm not going to do it for fun!' This could even set up for the Lila plot as a narrative foil in someone who lies because they have to vs. someone who lies for fun and profit. Even hammering it home with Adrien feeling guild despite his situation.

Hell, you could even set up other plots like the Chloé stuff! Have the school staff not report Adrien's absences. Either because they think he'll be like Chloé and demand daddy fixes it, or even have Chloé cover for him by actually playing the card. Whether you see this as her using her abilities for good to help out a friend even though it's still 'wrong' she's trying, or any abuse of power is bad and therefore more proof she's a dick depends on the season.

Just. Could've done plenty with it.

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Can I request a tenoch x reader

The reader is a journalist on the Carpet at one of the major Premiere for black panther 2 and she the's most adorable lil thing and Tenoch enjoys being interviewed by her but some of the other female journalists wanna be picking on her and Tenoch invites her to be his date and makes all the other females jelly and a lil bit of feelings bloom from that night.

Thanks soo much

oh mean girls club. shes gonna be cute as a button.

Summary: Tenoch is excited to see you interviewing him again. But you were still only a journalist for a small, female run magazine and the other senior reporters are jealous of the attention he gives you. This doesn't sit well with the protective Tenoch.

Fluff

"Why do you even bother coming to these premiers? No one wants to be interviewed for your little zine," One of the women next to you scoffed. She and two other female reporters had been berating you since you got there. Despite your very valid press pass and that you had in fact been to other premiers with them they always picked on you. No matter how nice you were they just hated you and you did your best to ignore it.

Today was a great day after all. The premier for BPWF was huge and also the culmination of your reporting for the last few years. You had made it your mission to report on Tenoch Huerta and his rise ever since he was confirmed for the role of Namor. You had done a few phone interviews with the actor but this would be your first time seeing him in person.

As the different stars and celebrities made their way down the press line you did your best to be seen and heard. Much to the frustration of the taller and more glamorous reporters around you, you always managed to garner attention. Time passed and you became curious about Tenoch and his whereabouts.

Then the screaming started at the beginning of the red carpet and you knew he had arrived. You checked your watch and realized he was cutting it pretty close and probably wouldn't be able to stop at every reporter on the line. The women around you did their best to block you from sight as Tenoch was led to a handful of reporters by his entourage.

With the swarming reporters, security, and the time crunch to make it inside in time, you gave up on trying to get the actor's attention. Resigned to trying to catch a phone interview with him the next day you started to back away from the crowd.

"Did you find her?" You could hear Tenoch talking over the crowd. "She has to be here. She said she would be."

"Y/N?" Tenoch called out to you, the crowd parted a little bit. The women from earlier were surprised and disgusted.

You turned and looked at him, surprised he knew your name. You pointed at yourself in question.

"You're Y/N right? With the Hispanic zine?" Tenoch approached you with a hand outstretched and a bright smile on his face.

"Yes, I didn't know you knew what I looked like. It's great to finally see you in person!" You took his hand and shook it. But he pulled you forward and greeted you with a kiss on the cheek.

"Of course! I made sure my manager found out so we could have our interview here at the premier. There was traffic and we were running late but I couldn't miss my favorite reporter." Tenoch was all smiles as he looked down on you, "Aye, que bonita. You didn't tell me you were so cute."

You blushed furiously, "Cállate! Don't lie,"

The rapport that you and Tenoch had developed across the past few years of phone interviews came out with ease. You had a fun and flirty interview that had you both laughing and joking. You could practically feel the other reporters glaring holes into you but you didn't care. You were just relieved that after all the work that the both of you had put in, you were here at the premiere.

Tenoch was very attentive with you, ignoring when any of the other journalists tried to pull him away. He stayed with you as long as he could, playfully telling off his manager who was trying to get him to talk to a different reporter. At one point Tenoch brushed your hair out of your face and even had you do a turn for him so he could point out how great your dress looked on you. He joked lightly about how tall you were with the high heels and you still barely made it to his shoulder.

You were proud of yourself for not becoming a stammering, flushed mess. Tenoch was even more handsome in person and the way he was showering you with compliments was a dream come true. You had always felt self conscious about your height and your girlish looks. You had done your best to look as glam as you could for the premiere but you knew that you didn't look like the model-esque reporters that frequented such events.

"Thank you so much for talking with us today, Tenoch. We look forward to your future projects and seeing the world welcome Namor!" You wrapped up the interview with a kiss on the cheek and a pat on his arm that he returned.

Tenoch tried to say something else but his manager was already directing him into the theater as it was time for the screening. You watched as the handsome actor left your side and couldn't wipe the grin off your face. Your joy was cut short as the other journalists surrounded you, towering over you and shoving you between them.

"Wipe that stupid grin off your face," one of the girls snapped at you.

Another shoved your shoulder, "You hogged him and now I have to explain to my boss why I didn't get any time with Tenoch."

"You should be embarrassed with how you were throwing yourself at him. You may look innocent but you're just another slut trying to get a sugar daddy," A fierce blonde woman accused you.

"Que esta pasando? Espero que no haya ningún problema. (What's going on here? I hope there isn't any trouble.)" Tenoch spoke behind the women. They quickly moved away from you and tried to explain that they were simply congratulating you on your interview. He eyed them and reached through them to take your wrist and pull you toward him, "Y/N, why didn't you come in for the premier?"

"What? Tenoch, I, uh," You looked at the other women who were not hiding their disdain. "I only have a press pass for the carpet. I'm not here to actually see it."

One of the girls scoffed, "Oh they must have lost your pass. Well we'll see you next time. Maybe if your zine gets more popular they won't lose your stuff."

The blonde gestured for the other girls to follow her. Tenoch glanced at the women then at you before he took your hand in his and dragged you along. He swiftly overtook the group of women and stopped short in front of them, pulling you into his side. Tenoch shot them a heart melting smile, "Gracias por hacerle compañía a mi mujer. (Thank you for keeping my woman company.)"

The woman gasped as Tenoch kissed your cheek, dangerously close to your mouth. Your heart skipped a beat but the way he smiled at you and ran a comforting hand down your back had you returning the smile. He ignored the women and placed your hand in the crook of his arm and led you into the theater.

~~~

It was early morning as you and Tenoch walked the few blocks that would take you back to your apartment. His tie was loosened and his shirt unbuttoned at the top. His suit jacket was around your shoulders. His hand was wrapped around yours and swinging between you as you excitedly talked about the movie.

Tenoch had insisted on walking you home since it was close, and since he had dragged you into the screening it was now too late to catch a bus or uber. He was looking at you indulgently as you chattered on about the movie, asking questions about particular scenes, and expressing your joy at the final result.

He had liked you from that first interview over the phone. The actor found your energy infectious and you asked much more genuine questions than he was used to. You weren't shy to show your nerves or share your own thoughts. You were one of the first people who interviewed him after he was announced as Namor who asked him about his activism and how he would use his new platform. You never asked him about his private life or children, only addressing the topics if he brought them up first. You had gained his trust and admiration.

Unconsciously, Tenoch stopped under a street light as he gazed at you. You turned to him confused but smiled, "I meant to thank you for what you did. I know I thanked you for taking me into the screening. But you didn't have to lie to those girls. They might spread rumors about you, but I will do my best to stop them."

"Do they always treat you badly?" Tenoch asked, standing close to you.

"Not always. This was probably the worst but I understand. Since you arrived late most people didn't get to talk to you so they ended up with incomplete interviews," You reasoned. Your empathy touched Tenoch's heart.

"You are too nice. I should have told security to keep them out," Tenoch joked.

"Ah, Tenoch, that would have been mean. Plus they had press seats so I won in the end, don't you think?" You smiled up at him then pulled him along as you neared your apartment.

The man insisted on walking you up the stairs to your rooftop apartment. At this point you noticed that you were still holding his hand and he seemed to not want to let go. As you made your way to your door you became very aware of your proximity with the actor. The whole night had been like a dream.

When you stopped in front of your door you offered Tenoch his jacket, "Thank you again, Tenoch. Tonight was amazing."

He took his jacket back and pulled it on. You pulled out your keys and unlocked your door but before you could open it he gently place his hand on your writs. Tenoch was looking at you intensely as he closed the distance between the two of you. He cupped your cheeks in his hands and looked deeply into your eyes

"Thank you for always seeing me." The way that Tenoch said it sounded like it meant much more than it sounded. "I cannot tell you how excited I am to have finally met you in person, hermosa."

You knew your cheeks were bright red, "Tenoch,"

Tenoch leaned down and kissed your forehead before letting his hands slide off your face gently, "May I ask you something?"

"You can ask me anything, Tenoch," You smiled up at him, still feeling like you were dreaming.

"Will you have lunch with me tomorrow?" Tenoch asked you, he looked away and shoved his hands in his pockets in a nervous gesture. His confidence melted away in the blink of an eye.

Your eyes widened, "Are you asking me on a date?"

"You can say 'no'. It's okay," Tenoch wasn't looking at you and you could tell he was a little bit disappointed.

"I know this really good Colombian place that's like a 20 minute walk from here," The words rushed out of your mouth before you could think.

Tenoch's head whipped to meet your eyes again. The way joy spread across his face was breathtaking. He pulled you into a swaying embrace and kissed your temple, "That sounds perfect."

...

Alright. Short and sweet.

I haven't been as inspired today. Please leave me comments and reviews on my fics. They fuel me.

#tenoch huerta #tenoch huerta x reader #tenoch huerta fanfic #tenoch huerta mejia #tenoch huerta mejia x reader #jose tenoch huerta mejia #fluff #fanfic

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Father-Son Bonding (3)

With Maddie and Jazz off attending a women in STEM conference over the weekend, Jack decides to take Danny out for the best father-son bonding activity there is—ghost hunting! They're going to catch that elusive Danny Phantom or die trying! Metaphorically, of course. Jack would never let his son die hunting ghosts, or at least... that's what he thinks.

Written for the prompts:

Jack and Danny spend quality time together hunting that damn ghost boy! Danny is being such a help! Bonus points for if they're both enjoying the endeavor. [from @pricklenettle], Jack Fenton finds out. [from @underforeversgrace], and Jack is excited to hunt ghosts alongside his ghost-powered son, and Danny is enjoying the time with his dad way more than he thought he would. Maddie, however, is deeply troubled by all the ways her son could get hurt, and her overprotectiveness causes a heaviness to fall over the Fenton family home. [from @astatia-ghast]

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Chapter 3: Maddie Fenton Doesn't Know the Half of it (Ch.1; Ch.2)

[Warning for bigotry and unintentional bad parenting]

Maddie Fenton was not happy. First, she and her daughter had been kicked out—politely asked to leave the women in STEM conference because apparently, the small-minded people running the event didn't consider ecto-science "real science", and her talk of ghosts was disrupting the other attendees and the speakers. And now she was watching her husband coming home after obviously having taken their fourteen-year-old son out on a ghost hunt.

She watched the GAV slow as it approached the house. She'd never seen her husband drive that slowly before, and she knew that he knew he was in the dog house after this.

She had made herself absolutely clear on this matter that their children were not to be allowed on ghost hunts until they were eighteen. It was simply too dangerous, especially for Danny, who'd had a fragile constitution and heart problems ever since his accident. And Jack had gone behind her back, taking advantage of her absence to go against her direct wishes.

Rather than going to the garage, Jack pulled the GAV to a stop on the street, obviously realizing that his punishment would be worse if he tried to delay it. It was common for Jack to not know or realize when he did something wrong. He often broke rules only because he forgot they existed. But Maddie had never and would never let him forget this one. So, for once, he knew what he had done.

And he was gonna get it for this.

—

"Stay cool, Danny," Jack said as he pulled the GAV to a stop on the street. "Maybe she doesn't know we went on a ghost hunt."

Danny took one look at his mother's face and shook his head. "I think she knows."

Jack grimaced and tilted his head. Danny made a compelling point. Still, if they played it cool, maybe they could get away with minimal damage.

"Just, smile and act happy to see her," Jack said. "No matter how terrifying she may be right now."

Danny nodded, his brows furrowed in determination.

They both plastered on smiles as they climbed out of the vehicle. Jack greeted his wife with open arms.

"Maddie! You're back early! It's good to see you!"

"We missed you mom!" Danny added, laying it on thick.

It had no effect.

"Don't you dare try to butter me up!" Maddie snapped, holding out a hand to stop them in their tracks. "You took Danny on a ghost hunt?! You know how I feel about that!"

"No, we weren't ghost hunting, we were just—"

"Is lying really the route you you want to go, Jack?" Maddie cut him off sternly. "Because that will only make your punishment so much worse."

"I'm... sorry?" Jack tried instead.

"Is that a question?" Maddie asked. Evidently that hadn't helped his case in the slightest. She didn't wait for him to respond before barrelling forward with her lecture. "Just because we agreed that it would be best to train them for the possibility of fighting ghosts, to protect themselves if they were ever attacked, does not mean I want them going out to pursue those dangerous monsters!"

Jack saw Danny flinch in his periphery and wondered if that was how he had sounded just a few days ago. If Danny had heard his parents calling ghost monsters and thought they must think he was a monster too. If so, it was no wonder he had been so hesitant to reveal himself.

"Now, Maddie, I think you're overselling the danger a bit," Jack tried. "Danny is strong and competent, just like his mother. He can handle it. And I was there the whole time to protect him."

"And I think you're not taking the danger seriously enough," Maddie shot back. "Ghosts are vile, evil, and deadly. They have no regard for human mortality and care only about their own obsessions. Anyone can handle themselves against a ghost until they can't. And I for one don't want to find out at what point our children can't handle themselves.

"And you? Protect him?" She scoffed, crossing her arms. "Don't make me laugh. Half the time when we go out ghost hunting, I have to be the one protecting you! Don't give yourself more credit than you've earned!"

"Hey, that's not fair!" Danny piped up. "Dad did a great job protecting me!"

"Quiet Danny," Maddie snapped. "Don't think you're in the clear. You knew the rule just as well as your father did—no ghost hunting until you're at least eighteen—and you went along with it anyway!"

"Now, Maddie, there's no need to yell at him, it was my idea," Jack tried, but his wife had more than enough ire for the both of them.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm not done with you yet!" She glared at him, uncrossing her arms only so she could go back to gesticulating, wildly and aggressively. "You know that ghosts don't hold back just because an opponent is young or inexperienced. Danny could have died!"

At that, Jack glanced at his son, and saw Danny meeting his gaze with a similar look on his face, halfway knowing and halfway sympathetic. Danny was already dead, after all.

Maddie kept going. Yelling and pacing and wagging her finger as she practically bit their heads off right there on the front porch of Fenton Works where all the neighbors could see—not that any of them dared to watch. Maddie could be downright terrifying when she was like this, and no one was spared her vitriol if they dared to make their presence known. That was why Jazz just stood there, absolutely silent, not even daring to go inside the house lest that movement attract her mother's attention and put her in the line of fire.

Time wasn't exactly Jack's best area, but it felt like hours that his wife yelled at them before she finally finished lecturing and started doling out punishments.

"Jack, you are going to fix every single broken or busted thing in the lab. You're going to clean every weapon in the armory—thoroughly. You're going to upgrade the security on the Fenton Portal, and you are going to scrub every surface in the basement until it sparkles!"

"Even the floor?" Jack asked.

"Floor, walls, even the ceiling Jack," Maddie said. "And that's not all! You're also going to fix the lawnmower, the vacuum cleaner, the garbage disposal, and the refrigerator so it stops randomly making that weird groaning noise. All the household repairs you've been saying you planned to do for years, and until every single one of them is done, you'll be sleeping on the couch."

Danny opened his mouth as if to defend his father, but he quickly snapped it shut, probably not wanting to make his own punishment any worse than it was already going to be. Jack could hardly blame him for that.

"And Danny!" She turned on him, hands on her hips. "Until your father has fully completed his own punishment, you're grounded. You are to come directly home after school, you are not allowed to invite your friends over, and no video games! Am I understood?"

"Understood," both Jack and Danny acknowledged dourly.

It seemed a little harsh to Jack, but he knew better than to challenge his wife's decision now, or she'd only make it worse. After a few days, a week at most, she would ease up a bit. At least let him sleep on the bed, if only to reduce the risk of him destroying the couch with his tossing and turning.

"Good!" she said. "Now, I've had a long, and trying day, so I'm going to go upstairs and take a long, soothing bath to relax. You'd better be getting started on your punishment by the time I'm done."

"Yes, Maddie," Jack said.

With that, Maddie finally went into the house, leaving her husband and children on the porch, all three of them waiting a few minutes to make sure she was actually in the back before they entered themselves.

"I'm sorry," Jazz said, her shoulders slumped and voice quiet. "I totally forgot about Dad's tradition of taking us ghost hunting when Mom's away. If I'd remembered, I could have called you and warned you to deactivate the ghost hunting equipment on the GAV before you got home."

"Yeah, that would have helped," Danny griped.

Jack put a hand on his small shoulder to stop him from being mean to his sister. "It's not Jazz's fault," he said. "It was just unlucky timing."

"Still, you and I fought ghosts when Mom and Danny were at that mother-son science symposium thing, too," Jazz pointed out. "I should have done something."

"That's not your responsibility, Jazzy," Jack assured. "Don't worry. I'll blase through those household repairs in no time, and tinkering in the lab? That's hardly a punishment. You'll be un-grounded soon enough. Come on, Danny, help me put away all this stuff?"

He was hoping to talk to Danny in private for a few minutes, without Jazz there.

"Sure, Dad."

The two of them got in the GAV, and jazz went into the house as Jack brought the vehicle around to park in the garage.

"Danny... about the whole Phantom thing... and your mother..."

"You don't think I should tell her, right?" Danny guessed.

"Hrn, it's just... after hearing all the things she said today... and she's not as willing to change her views as I am," Jack said, not really sure what he saying, or particularly wanting to say it, but wanting to make sure his son was safe. "Maddie... all her theories and observations about ghosts. She made them herself. They're all based on her own studies and research and she's sure she's drawn all the right conclusions.

"Me, I'm just an engineer," he continued. "I was willing to believe whatever she told me when it came to ghost biology and psychology, because those are her fields—at least I was until... well, until I had a first-hand source to contradict her. I'm not sure she'll be so quick to accept those contradictions when she was the one who came up with those theories, fist-hand source or not."

Danny looked down at his hands in his lap for a long moment, not saying anything. And for that moment, Jack was sure his words must have upset his son.

"If you disagree, Danny, it's your secret to tell, but—"

"I don't disagree," he said. Then he went silent again.

Although he was determined to wait for his son to collect his thoughts, Jack quickly became antsy in the silence, and shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"I was so happy after I told you, and you took it so well," Danny said. "It made me think that maybe mom would react the same way, and maybe it would be safe to tell her. And then we got home today, and I had to listen to her talk about ghosts and it was... it was even worse than usual. It was just... disheartening, I guess, to realize the reality after getting my hopes up like that. But I agree that telling mom right now wouldn't be a good idea."

"But that doesn't mean you can't ever tell her!" Jack added, trying not to let his son's hopes be completely dashed. "No matter how staunchly she's convinced of her views right now, I'll change her mind. I'll warm her up to the idea that not all ghosts are evil, and that they don't have to be destroyed. And I'll release the ghosts we trap through the Fenton Portal and make sure she doesn't hurt you while you're out as Phantom."

"You promise?" Danny asked, his voice so small.

"I promise," Jack said. "It's my job to keep you safe, and that's what I'm gonna do. You can count on me."

"Alright, then I will," Danny agreed, a small smile making its way onto his face. "We should get started putting all this stuff away. There's a lot of work to do if we want our punishments to be lifted."

—

Things were different after that. Knowing Danny's secret changed more than just Jack's personal opinions of ghosts. Suddenly, he was hyper-aware of his wife's anti-ghost rhetoric. All the awful things she said like they were objective facts. He'd never thought much of it before, but now, every time, it made him think of their son and his chest ached with sympathy.

That wasn't all, though. Ever since she got back and learned that he'd taken Danny ghost hunting, she was even more protective of her son than before. She kept close watch on him, and that prevented him from sneaking out as Phantom to protect the town from ghosts.

Thankfully, he had Jazz and Jack both helping him out—and Jack was still surprised that Jazz had found out about Danny before him—but even so he struggled.

Just as Jack anticipated, he was allowed back into the bedroom after only a week, though she still expected him to finish all the chores and repairs she'd given him. But things didn't go back to normal.

There was something oppressive hanging over the household now.

Jack had to change her mind about ghosts sooner rather than later if he wanted their family to go back to the way it was. It was his only hope. But even still, he wondered if things would ever be like they were before.

Somehow... he was starting to doubt it.

#danny phantom #dp #danny fenton #jack fenton #maddie fenton #jazz fenton #fic #things i wrote #phic phight 24 #phic phight #light angst #father-son bonding

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Kpop end of 2022 shows

In which I mostly slam 4th gen boy groups, so if you’re a stan skip this post or go in prepared to be offended. I am aware that this is off brand for this blog. But I’m also aware that I have a number of followers who are as deeply into Kpop as me, and...

who probably will unfollow me after reading this. Oh well, I’m gonna do it anyway. This is my tiny corner of the internet. MINE I tell you!

Look, there was no Between Us airing today, and so nothing for me to get my watch-along snark out on except for the 2 Kpop shows that Viki popped into my feed. So skip this post if that’s not your thing.

2022 Gayo Daejeon (stadium event)

OMG! Either mic them properly or don’t mic them at all! This is a music concert, right? Why can’t Korea ever fucking get the sound right in these goddamn bonanza shows? I had this problem with Kingdom (arguably more of an issue since that was supposedly made for TV) but it’s 100 times worse with this show. It’s so frustrating.

For example, with NCT, why is Johnny’s the only hot mic in the group? Sound tech on stuff out of Korea is mind numbingly confusing and ear wrenchingly annoying. I am reminded why I never watch the live shows and never go to Kpop concerts.

And now, here’s some offensive thoughts and unpopular opinions:

Yeonjun of TXT is one of the best 4th gen dancers ever fielded, and one of the better all rounders. But Kpop stylists gotta learn how to dress a dancer so that they can be properly watched, ya know, WHEN THEY ARE DANCING. No puffer vests, you brainless fashionista numb-nuts. Poor thing kept having to do wardrobe adjustments. Honestly, this plus their red carpet looks this year?

TXT desperately needs a new stylist.

Stray Kids

As a group? They really can’t sing very well or consistently, their strength is in their performance and rapping. And their rappers MUST to be micced hot for live - just KILL 3racha's backup recording, okay? They can handle it. Otherwise please just let them all lip-synch so we can watch them perform. It’s a much better experience.

NCT

Yuta has more charisma in his little finger than Taeyong has in his whole entire body. Doyoung is an incredibly underrated vocalist. Their’s was some of the worst miccing and sound of the night (which is saying a lot considering how terrible it was the whole time). Fantastic use of the stage tho. One the best stadium performance I’ve seen since GOT7. Also, 2 Baddies is an objectively terrible song - which is probably why it’s so popular.

The Boyz

Definitely the prettiest, how are they consistently so glorious on their visuals? Sunwoo keeps getting hotter, it’s patently unfair. But, oh my god, if you are going to have a group sing ballads, then bring 2nd (Highlight) or 3rd (BTOB) gens up there don’t use The Boyz (or SK for that matter). No one wants to hear unstable vocals, even if it’s a CNBLUE cover. Is it weird that The Boyz make me miss Seventeen? Same vibe... better syncopation. 17 is not as pretty tho.

Who is?

Well, UNIQ of course. But I don’t wanna talk about that.

Ateez

Jongho is the only 4th gen idol in existence who doesn’t need a mic even in a goddamn stadium. He is insane. But there is a reason the boy likes a handheld mic, because he takes his vocals seriously. And still the sound tech didn’t trust him enough to leave that mic hot? Frankly, it’s a crime that Jongho’s voice is wasted on a performance group. (Yes, I said it.) But Ateez did give the best stage of the night. They really are one of the industry’s hardest working groups at the moment. I’m a little worried they’re being pushed too much.

Enhyphen

Actually singing for a change *gasp* what will they do without auto tune? Ooof, I’m hella mean tonight. And... they seem to have been practicing their vocals since last time. Honestly? They lack the stage presence of some of the more experienced 4th gens. NCT fucking EATS up a stadium. Enhyphen looked a little sad up there by comparison.

MBC 2022 (New Year's showcase)

Much better sound (mostly lip-synching) and most groups handle a showcase stage better than a stadium.

The MC team was better on this one.

Any time the Boyz and Ateez would like to dance together, I will be happy to watch it happen.

I’m not particularly interested in either of them, but Tempest and Kepler covering Pretty U was pretty damn cute. But younger boy groups + younger girl groups intermixing on stage always comes off as awkward. Dancers should be dancing together when they share a stage together. It’s weird when they are clearly afraid to touch each other.

Hanbin is such sunshine, so pleased to see a Vietnamese idol at last.

As expected the bands doing live Krock had the best music performances. Well and the opera singers, of course.

NCT’s Jungwoo is Taemin’s little brother, they look too much alike, you cannot persuade me otherwise.

It’s a sin that Jeahyun hasn’t has a break away acting role yet. No babies, he really isn’t going to do us a BL.

It’s always great when the surfeit of music shows at the end of the year forces a group like NCT to divide and conquer, because we get to see some of the lesser publicized members do some killer performing.

NCT’s choreographer is phenomenal. Best in the biz?

A sexy cover of Love Killa is fine but if you can’t go hard on Monsta X’s raps then why bother? This only made me want to go watch the original. Which I did.

I’d like to see SK cover Monsta X but that’s about it. Maybe P1H.

Speaking of MX. Why did they cover a song where Kihyun (one of the most consistent voices in Kpop) mostly has to sing falsetto? What a damn waste.

Fun to see IM getting more confident in his vocals but I’d still rather see the MX maknae line rap.

And… thank you for doing an end of year stage Monsta X! Holding onto my beloved 3rd gens by the skin of my teeth here. Look I just love them, okay? Even down 2 members Monsta X goes harder than other groups, but effortlessly. They gave the best performance of my whole night, both shows, 6 hours of content and I’m just left wanting to watch MX comeback stages.

Am I 3rd gen biased?

Probably.

Bite me. But only if you can do it as hard as Monsta X would.

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I randomly remembered a fic I read years ago with the title "an ocean apart", it was a long distance relationship thing.

Something like this with Enzo, maybe?

And yes, I admit... it would be something for my little heart since I AM literally an ocean away 🥲🥲🥲

Lucia’s notes: Ok, so this came about from this ask, sorry for the angst, but I’ve been kinda in that mood lately. I really hope you enjoy this @lastflowrr

Playlist:

Talking to the moon- Bruno Mars

Come back…Be here- Taylor Swift

Calling you- Blue October

Content Warning: Just some angst, with a happy ending I promise.

Word Count: 1.9k

Enzo and Y/N have been together for a few years now, they met one summer while they were both on holidays and it simply clicked, they could talk for hours on end, coffe or tea mugs in hand, even if they grew cold because the conversation was way too interesting. There were no such things as uncomfortable silences between Y/N and Enzo, for her laying her head on the black haired guy’s legs as they read their books in peace, they truly were best friends who were in a relationship, so when Enzo told the brunette girl he had gotten a chance to better his acting career in Europe, she was truly so excited for him encouraging him to take it and move to Spain, even if it meant they would have to take their relationship into long distance, she was in the middle of her college degree and couldn’t leave the city to go with him. When Y/N took Enzo to the airport and the taller guy engulfed her in the tightest hug ever and leaned down whispering in her ear “never forget that I love you with all my soul chiquita, because the soul never forgets”. Y/N closed her eyes hiding her face in his chest taking a deep breath wanting to keep every single detail of her boyfriend engraved in her memory and her senses until she saw him again. As she nodded softly Enzo held her face in his hands giving her a soft loving kiss before he walked through the boarding area doors.

The first few months weren’t that hard, the facetime calls every night, the love still in both their hearts and bodies, it worked, somehow it worked for both of them. But as time started going by, Y/N started noticing how Enzo’s texts and calls were less and less frequent, of course she understood that his life must have been busy, she knew for a fact that the tan skinned man was booking so many jobs, modeling, acting, whatever you thought about he got it and she was extremely proud of him. That didn’t mean that seeing all the Instagram stories and posts about the events he attended, the travels, the parties, the girls on there, it stung, specially with them being so far apart, and she felt stuck. Her classes felt stupid, she couldn’t focus, her grades were starting to slip and she hated that it had such an effect on her, Y/N did trust Enzo, but she missed him so bad it didn’t make sense.

Three months had gone by since Enzo had moved to Spain and the facetime calls were rare by now, they had gone from daily to maybe weekly, that is if he didn’t bail on them and as Friday afternoon approached, Y/N texted him to confirm they were still on for that call.

bebé 💖: En babe, please tell me we’re still on for today’s facetime? it’s been so long since I’ve seen you, I miss you.

Zito 😘: Chiquita….you’re gonna kill me…I’m so so sorry…. I have a last minute event tonight, but I promise I’ll call you as soon as I get back if it ain’t too late back in Montevideo. I love you too I miss your pretty face as well.

bebé 💖: Yeah…..sure whatever you say Enzo….. call me whenever you get 2 minutes to talk to your gf…..if that’s what I am still.

Y/N was furious, she couldn’t believe he was dodging her again, she was getting so tired of trying, but she knew that she didn’t want to let it go, she didn’t wanna let him go. She let herself fall down on her mattress looking out the window and stopped fighting the tears rolling down her cheeks as she hastily wiped at them; she was happy, she needed to be happy for him, be supportive of his dream, but what about them? did the relationship they had mean nothing to Enzo? somehow the brunette still trusted that he wasn’t cheating on her, she knew her boyfriend, yet there it was, that tugging feeling at her gut telling her something wasn’t right.

Enzo’s POV:

It destroyed him knowing how she was feeling, there was nothing more than he wanted than to be there with her, to hold her, kiss those pink lips he loved so much. But if the hazel eyed guy wanted to be able to bring her over to live with him he needed to save enough money to pay for her college here, get everything ready so she could transfer universities. He had spoken to Y/N’s parents about this, and they had given him the all clear for it. Y/M/N had told him that Y/N wasn’t doing too well, of course she had never really said anything about it, that’s how much she loved him and that broke the older guy in half.

bebé 💖: En babe, please tell me we’re still on for today’s facetime? it’s been so long since I’ve seen you, I miss you.

bebé 💖: Yeah…..sure whatever you say Enzo….. call me whenever you get 2 minutes to talk to your gf…..if that’s what I am still.

Enzo bit his lip hard at Y/N’s last text, if she only knew that he didn’t have an event, he was doing so many things in so little time, he was booking the hotel for the trip to Capri for Y/N’s birthday next month, he had arranged it with her parents, needed to go sign the lease on the new apartment he was going to rent so she could have a study space there, he needed to pick up the engagement ring he had specially made for her. Now as Enzo went about his errands, he was scared he might be screwing it up with the love of his life, it was hard on him too, he could see the pain in her eyes every time they facetimed, and it broke him not being able to wrap his arms around her petite body the way he always did to shelter her from the outside world.

Y/N was still laying on her bed in and out of sleep, she checked her phone one more still holding onto some hope that Enzo would indeed call her and she saw the time, almost midnight, he wasn’t gonna call. Just as she was placing her phone on the night table it started ringing with the tone she had specially selected for him, she turned around again turning the night light on as she reluctantly answered the call “Chiquita, hi, were you sleeping? sorry I didn’t mean to wake you” Enzo said as soon as he saw his girlfriend’s face, her eyes were rimmed with red, he knew she had been crying, he could always tell and his stomach dropped. Y/N shook her head sitting up better, no matter how upset she was, as soon as she heard his voice, everything disappeared, “No, was just about to, but not yet, how have you been En? how was the event?”.

Enzo bit the inside of his lip “it was good yeah….busy but good, how’s school going?” seeing her just shrug and look away from the phone he smiled softly “you kicking ass already? excited about your birthday next month? any plans?” the girl looked back to the screen “no, not really….you said you can’t make it, so why should I?” The conversation carried on until Y/N fell asleep, her phone still in hand, Enzo smiled taking in her resting features, would take any opportunity to see her face that he got.

Three weeks later Y/N sat at the breakfast bar in the kitchen “I already told you guys, don’t feel like taking a trip” she sighed as her parents brought up again that stupid trip to Capri they had planned for her birthday. “Plus, what am I supposed to do there alone?”. Y/M/N smiled looking at her “you wouldn’t be alone honey, Marina’s coming as well, you know your cousin always wanted to visit Capri, we think it would do you good to get some sun on your face, get out of here for a while, we already got you the tickets and hotel booking, come on”. As the hazel eyed girl looked at her parents alternately she nodded softly “if I accept will you be happy?” Y/D/N grinned nodding “so happy”. Y/N nodded again “fine then, I’m going.”

That day Y/N sat on her plane seat next to Marina her cousin- something’s fishy here, she looks so weird- “you’re not gonna tell me what’s going on, are you?” Marina looked up from her book with the best dumbfounded face she could master “Going on with what boo?” Y/N rolled her eyes and went back to playing on her phone. Once they landed and got their suitcases they headed to the hotel. Marina was the one with the hotel details, no one had let her get her hands on anything for the trip, all this was so fishy, so weird, maybe it was just her anxiety, but something was weird, like why did they have two separate hotel rooms. “What? you may have a boyfriend, but I’m planning on getting myself some hot italiana to share my time with here. Thank you very much” Marina said with a cheeky grin on her face when she saw Y/N giving her a quizzical look seeing two different hotel room keys. “Okay, what do you say we settle in, rest a bit, take a shower and meet back down here in an hour or so for dinner?”. And an hour later Y/N walked out of the elevator into the lobby waiting for her cousin, she had changed into a white and baby blue two piece set and a messy bun with some white and gold flat sandals.

After dinner they were walking down the beach, arms intertwined enjoying the gorgeous sunset. As Y/N stopped to take a picture of it, she felt her cousin move away from her “Hey Mar, would you take my pic..” the brunette turned around looking for her and stopped in her tracks seeing Enzo there down on one knee.

“I’ve been stupid, beyond stupid, it kills me seeing how you were feeling. I don’t want to see you suffer, never again, I would do anything to see that gorgeous smile of yours, I want to spend every minute of every day of my life with you, would you make me the happiest man on earth ever and marry me?” Y/N kept looking at him gobsmacked, utter shock in her face before she stepped forward hitting his arm over and over “You fucker! you know how shitty I’ve been feeling because you dodged all our calls? I’ve been spinning out of control” she said hiting him with every word before tears started flowing down from her eyes nodding “of course I’ll marry you!”. Enzo grinned sliding the ring on her finger before standing up engulfing her in his arms kissing her “I’m so so sorry, I promise I won’t ever make you cry again”. As Y/N slowly relaxed into his embrace she knew that even beyond the waves, her love for this man could never die and as long as she had his arms to hide into, everything would always be right.

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