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thisismeracing · 1 year

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Just us | LH44

SOCIAL MEDIA AU

Pairing: black!singer!reader (she/her) x lewis hamilton

Warnings: curse words, Twitter environment, it’s not proofread, etc etc. Minors DNI!

summary: Some fans noticed how Leiws is constantly listening to Y/n's songs and decided to back him up and make it happen a bit faster. Will their cupid play work?

a/n: none of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps. everything else is made up by me and I do not give permission for it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

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f1updates

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f1updates We have a new guest this weekend 😉

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lewisleclerc WHYS IS LEWIS UNSHAMEFULLY LURKING HERE??? Lmaooo

ynsunshine I am so jealous of lewis rn 😭

auroraf1 she is so pretty I wanna cry

lewis44m They have the same energy istg, both gorgeous, both stylish, both rich. Its their world, we just living in it l, at this point

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mercedesamgf1 I wonder why he is this happy 🤔🤔🤔🤭

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justusyn LMFAO I love you, mercedes admin!!!

sirlewis44 I love how he tried to be smooth but we were too anxious and did it in less than a month hahahahaha

mercedesmiracle He will absolutely win today, rain or no rain

f1fantasy he looks so good ugh 😩

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lewisfan Lewis the whole interview vs. Lewis when someone mentioned Yn

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1directioncars He’s a simp!

princessyn YN LIKED HAHAHAHAH

popyn they are in love, I can’t prove, but I just know they are

winterraces I am so happy, both if theem seem to be glowing lately 🥹

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yourusername vroom vroom 💜

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swifttyn madam, whose car is this?

⤷ f1fantasy It def Lewis’

hundredmiles1 Lewis is such a lucky mf 😭 I wanna be him so bad

ynfrance New album dropping when?

ferrarisainz YOURE TELLING ME HE LET HER DRIVE HIS CAR???????!

mercedesmystical the caption is sending me 😂😂😂😂

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lewishamilton just us ❤️

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popyn they are in love, I can prove

lewiswchampion The last picture is sending me 😂😂😂

⤷ ynsunny boyfriend goals

mercedesamgf1 💜💜💜💜

⤷ tifositilltheend Even mercedes approves!

schumercedes Wanna bet “just us” is Yns new single and he’s casually dropping some hints about it?

yourusername it’s just us against the world ❤️

elitebarzal I am so happy I made part of the making of this couple

⤷ szayn bestie, I will tell that to my future kids 😭

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yoursername Just Us is out now in every stream platform 💋

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mickmercedes I want what they have

⤷ russelllindo but you dont even know what they have 🧐

⤷ mickmercedes but I want it anyway

lewishamilton so proud of you ❤️

⤷ yourusername of us! ❤️

lewislegit YALL TELLING ME HE WROTE THE SONG TOO?????

mercedesamgf1 We have it on loop on our race day playlist 😌

tintedf1car do you guys need

eliteschumacher mom and dad

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If you liked it, make sure to like and reblog <3 feel free to talk to me as well, my inbox is always open!

I will start a taglist on my posts, to be part of it you just gotta comment/send an ask saying so, and most important: have your age in your profile (I don't interact with minors!). See you guys next story! <3

#Spotify #f1 x reader #f1 social media au #lewis hamilton imagine #lewis hamilton social media au #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x black!reader #millies original #black!singer!reader #lh44 #op: smau #singer!reader

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secretpostsposts · 2 months

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Hello so I have a question that I have been meaning to ask about for probably 2 days but what would happen if the brothers from your au (Beloved little brother AU) met my Troll au (One of the au about the infected au but mines a little different) my au isn't really in any app where you could ready cause I only use it when making up stories in my mind... I never write them cause I'm not a good writer... Anyways here's the version of branch in my AU (If you have any questions because this is kind off confusing then pls ask because I really wanna know how the brothers would react to this little au of mine)

Ok... someone dared him to go to the forest with a spear just incase the creature (The one that's supposed to be a myth lurking in the deep dark forest at night...which carries around a virus a dangerous one) is actually real...and stay in the forest for 2 hours....he never came back and went missing for 2 weeks...when they found him he looked different and acted more hostile... He was covered in blood... It didn't look like all of it was his... The thing they got disturbed the most was the Bite mark that had black veins growing.... Whatever happened in that forest and the days he was missing must have made him crazy with paranoia, anxiety, fear, and worry... he was still holding the spear he brought... it was covered in blood... his friends (The snack pack) surrounded him trying to reassure him that everything is going to be ok... but stepping forward towards him while he was near an edge of a cliff was really a bad idea... he must of been hallucinating from the way he looked at them... the last step back he took made him slip and fall from the cliff which he landed on spikes below piercing his body.... killing him...

But I saw how you don't like the idea of branch dying so let's change that to extremely injured if that makes it any better...

Note: he is grey with few scratches and bruises but the main problem in the Bute mark where he is infected... But considering we changed his fate to getting killed to extremely injured he would be contained in a containment room...

P.S: the reason why he went crazy is in the explanation... He didn't wanna kill or infected anyone else....

Effect/Symptoms: aggressive... Hungry... Crazy/insane...and hostile.... And other effects/symptoms (Cannibalism...)

That's all sorry if this is long...

John had a plan, he went for his other brothers, they would get Branch back and if necessary they would take him to Vacay Island where they could take care of him and keep him safe like they were supposed to do.

He went to Bruce first, he found him through the postcard; It was crazy to find out that he was married and had 13 kids, that was a shock to John; Then they went for Floyd, they were at one of his concerts, it was magnificent; finding Clay was more difficult, it took them 3 days to find Clay, it was a strange encounter, since they had to deal with Princess Viva, they didn't even know that she was not with the rest of the Trolls, she decided to go with them to find her sister Poppy, they were about to leave her alone because Viva was hesitant at the entrance of the sanctuary, John just wanted to go look for his baby brother, he didn't want him to be any further away from his siblings, his family who wanted him safe, but Viva he was making it FUCKING hard for them, he didn't like the girl for it, he could even see that Clay was upset with his "friend" for it.

So they arrived at Pop Village, they talked to some trolls but every time they talked about their Little Brother they went the other way, many ran in the opposite direction shouting for a Poppy, Viva got excited when she heard the name sister, she was alive and that made her made me very happy.

But they were in panic, worried and scared to death, afraid that their little brother would not be here, that it would be late and he would be... Gone.

But then Poppy arrived and a group of friends with a very stupid name approached them, King Peppy was with them, it was a nice family meeting between members of royalty, but Brozone just wanted to find his little brother, see him, hug him. just keep it safe.

When they asked about Branch, he could see how they smiled and all the joy was erased from their faces, Viva looked confused by that, Floyd sobbed by that.

John felt cold, while Bruce and Clay tried to calm Floyd down.

Poppy jumped up and said that Branch was alive and well, as far as he could be, that he was sick, and that they couldn't see him.

John told him that they were brothers, that they were his brothers, that they needed to see him.

One of Poppy's friends pointed to Floyd and asked him if he was Floyd, he obviously said yes and although Peppy didn't seem like he wanted to take them to Branch, Poppy did.

He took them to a bunker, his little brother's bunker, Branch's home, he showed them some rooms, those rooms screamed their names everywhere, just like the rooms at Grandma's house, Branch had copied the rooms, waiting for them to They came back, and now they are here, they just had to apologize and everything would be fine.

He took them to a deep place in the bunker, it was a large room and what looked like a large glass with small holes at the top for air and an even smaller door in which there was a broken plate with food lying around, it was dark at the end. , they couldn't see anything.

And then they saw a tail, John recognized that lock of hair, how many times did he not have to untangle the hair and that lock in the tail when Branch played on the branch at his house, always getting covered in leaves.

Floyd ran towards the glass, drawing Branch's attention, they went after him when something crashed against the glass with force. Clay fell to the floor from shock, Bruce walked away gasping and covering his mouth.

Floyd didn't move, his hands were still on the glass, he was pale, shaking and crying without saying a sound; John was at his side reeling in shock.

Poppy explains that Branch went to the forest because something or someone was being violent, a lot of trolls were scared because someone almost hit them, and Branch went to take care of it, and he didn't come back for 2 weeks, when they went to look for him they found him out of his mind, bathed in blood and that it was not his, at least not all of it, with a big bite on his arm, he was more paranoid than ever, he was violent and he was lashing out, they had to knock him out to bring him here, it was a room where Branch put aggressive animals wounded, where Branch would care for them and then release them.

John wasn't listening to her, he could only see his little brother, his sweet and innocent little brother, he looked bad.

His eyes that were so big and cheerful were cloudy, his pupil covered almost his entire eye, he could barely see the beautiful blue that was once there, his hair was a chaos, his teeth were all fangs and his skin, his arms were full. from a bite, and his mouth had blood.

His brother looked like a wild animal...

He had been eating himself, refusing to eat anything but meat, and even meat sometimes didn't feed him, or so Poppy said.

Branch was banging on the glass when he heard her speak, screaming like an angry animal.

"Branch..." Floyd spoke to him, and Branch stood still as an entrance, just looking at Floyd, and looking at the others, at Clay on the floor crying, at Bruce and John Dory.

"..YOU...ARE BACK..." Branch was smiling, tapping on the glass, John could ignore the blood and wounds; he would swear his baby brother was excited to see them, that he was happy to see his older siblings; as if this were normal

"Yes Branch, we're back." John put his hand on the glass, and his brother's bloody, clawed hand rests on top of his, smiling at his brothers.

I needed to write that, and I love seeing more of your Au, I'm not such a fan of the Infected stories that you've been doing, sometimes I don't understand the story because I lose the thread, so I don't understand them much (but I am a fan of the zombies), so I needed to write something because I like your work!

Well continuing with this, the brothers moved to the bunker (except Bruce who came and stayed for 2 weeks and then returned to Vacay Island), they took care of Branch, John Dory got a muzzle, because one time they tried to get him out of the cage ; They were furious, how dare they put their little brother in a cage like an animal, they are their brothers, they can handle it; So John got a muzzle, because he almost bit Clay when they tried to get him out, and with the muzzle it was easier, they healed his wounds and made sure he looked better.

Bruce fed him, but they had to tie him in an iron chair because the wooden one destroyed it easily, then it was difficult to feed him, because Branch refused, and he started biting his arms again, Bruce realized that Branch liked it. blood, so he started drawing blood with a syringe and a bag, when John Dory found out he did it himself and Floyd and Clay joined in, Branch looked like a child who was given his favorite milkshake when they served him a glass.

And then it was the food, he didn't eat anything, John Dory hunted animals and gave them to Branch, raw, because he didn't seem to like it cooked or sewn, and then he accidentally killed someone, John was shooting a fleet to hunt a small animal for his little brother's breakfast tomorrow, when someone passed by, it was dark, he didn't see it, but it wouldn't be his first death, but it would get him in trouble if someone found out, so he took him to the bunker, he had a fight with his brothers for bringing the corpse, and then, they don't know how Branch got loose, but Branch threw himself on the body, his brothers moved away by instinct, they could never be afraid of their baby brother, and Branch looked so happy eating the poor unknown troll , that they couldn't take that joy away from him, it was sad that some trolls disappeared, but his little brother needed to eat, no one can blame them for wanting to take care of his brother.

No one was allowed to enter the bunker, not Snack Pack, not Viva, Peppy, and much less Queen Poppy.

They don't mind killing as long as their brother can eat and be happy, he's calm when he has meat so he's easy to deal with, Floyd keeps saying it's like dealing with Branch when he was 2 years old.

They are his brothers.

They know how to take care of it...

This was what I had to post, and now it turns out that I deleted a previous question for the wrong answer and two more for deleting the wrong post, it's a sign of what my life will be like in my new cycle at the university (I have to come back on Monday god I have a headache)

And your owner is Au I would like to know more!

#trolls #trolls band together #brozone #trolls brozone #trolls branch #trolls john dory #trolls bruce #trolls clay #trolls floyd #trolls poppy #trolls viva #trolls snack pack #trolls peppy #trolls infection au #beloved little brother #I don't know if it counts as an infection

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kxsalt · 4 months

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Hello there,

I really enjoy your writing. Genuinely. I think they are well written. So much smut and erotica feels so rushed. That's not how you write and it's so very appreciated.

I think I discovered through reading your blog the name of my kink. So that's a fun little self discovery. Your story about Cnc free use with the magician was when it dawned on me. You summed it up in one phrase that had me biting my bottom lip. "She was a dirty little slut getting fucked by an older man while everyone was watching"

What got you into writing erotica?

Do you still write for people on this app?

Hi Oubliette,

So nice to read your message. It always means a lot to hear from people enjoying the blog.

It’s great that it helped define a kink of yours. Often I find people like a blend of different kinks, and I try to overlap them in my writing. That blend of exhibitionism, age gap, corruption, degradation, free use, coercion; I think it enables the reader to see how kinks interact with each other, and explore those dynamics within themselves.

I joined tumblr to lurk on my sub’s blog, to see her dirty fantasies and help make them come true. I saw a lot of the erotica she liked to read, and I felt like I could do it well. From there, I started writing longer messages when flirting with her. She suggested I start writing stories, and so I did.

I’ve always been a writer, and finding an audience in erotica has been immensely satisfying. I wrote a lot early on, but have been busy with the holidays and life recently. I will keep writing, but probably won’t go back to posting every day like I did in the first few weeks.

I still check my tumblr regularly even if I’m not posting, and I really enjoy interacting with the community. People have been very nice and welcoming, or at least insane and entertaining.

Thanks for reading, more long form stories to come in 2024.

-kxsalt

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callsigngray · 4 months

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Clear as water (Ghost x fem!reader)

A/n-LONG ASS ONESHOT SO ENJOY , also this fanfic with also be posted on my wattpad acc , also you can reblog just (please do not copy , translate or repost my works anywhere else on any websites , apps or social platforms without my knowledge or consent!!)

Warnings- mentions of abuse , death, suicide and foster care , mentions of scars

It was late at base , too late to be exact and you stood working at your desk in your office like a dog , hunched over as you typed away. You mostly stood at work keeping to yourself as you were still going through papers , the bags under your eyes were evident and the fatigue was almost fully shown as you kept working an writing away. You had always stood late doing work , just to take your mind off things and the fact that you had seen so much blood throughout the weeks. You wanted to escape it but this was something you knew you couldn’t. It was something you just lived with and learned to cope with.

You were quiet most of the time , cracking jokes here and there with a witty comment every once in a while but you even knew that you needed sleep but you refused. You knew that if you slept you’d see it all over again , the same moments replaying in your head of your dying comrades and your friends leaving this world. So you kept working to try and take your mind off it until you eventually slept do to exhaustion. Currently at the moment You had been so caught up in your work now that you haven’t even noticed ghost standing behind you, lurking about. The soldier stood there, towering above you , keeping quiet as he did so with an unamused look in his eyes , regardless of the mask you

knew him as clear as day. You saw his reflection on The screen of your computer and you turned around with a tired and unfazed look. You were one of the women around currently at a base filled with men, mostly ones who would tease or insult , but you were no pushover. You cracked jokes, were blunt and spoke when needed, which is exactly what made you fit in for the job. You were tough but even the toughest ones have there struggles.

“What is it.” You sighed as you looked at him.

“You need to go to sleep , you're working around like some stupid emotionless robot and it’s fucking tiring every day to keep telling you this.” His voice was very blunt and clear.

He’s been worried about you but he’s also been angry. He’s angry since you never really show your feelings but most of all he’s angry at himself. He was so used to being an emotionless mask himself that he hated that you had never let anyone behind your walls either. He wanted you to crack.He was angry, angry at the world and angry at you.

“Yknow maybe if you quit being so fucking vuage and maybe let someone in you’d be alright yeah ? But no you just gotta be some emotionaless fucking doll.” His tone was low and slowly changing to one of anger and disgust. This caught your attentions and your eyes narrowed as you stood up from your desk and you glared at him.

“Don’t you fucking project your shit onto me you fucking cuck, you the same like me you fucking asshole yet you refuse to see that maybe I have shit fucking going on I rather not talk about you absolutely fucking oblivious asshole.”

You snapped , you were at your breaking point with him.

He had always tried to get you to open up , always tried to push further to see if you’d crack and give into telling him whatever but that wasn’t it. You didn’t want to tell anyone as you rather forget what you had been through. You went through a lot growing up. You Mother passed away due to suicide and your father was a abusive drunk towards you , leaving so many scars on you to remember for later on. You got put into foster care once your father got arrested for drunk driving and you stood hopping home to home until you eventually just grew out of the system. You never had a chance to grow up really and you had gotten robbed of your childhood. Life wasn’t easy but you walked through like nothing. Ghost looked stunned for a second before his face contorted into anger. He hated that you were seeing right through him and you and him both knew it. He never told you about his past but you knew all too well with just his mannerisms.

"You think I don't have my issues, too?" He glared and you shook your head before listening to him continue on. "Your unemotional mask is just a shield, covering up whatever emotions you have left to protect you. Do you know how pathetic it is to hide your emotions because you're afraid of being vulnerable?" Ghost continued, his expression hard as he looked down at you, his fist clenched at his sides.

“And do you know how much you look like a clown? because I see right through you like clear water. You’re scared , you don’t know what’s happening and you sure as hell don’t know what’s wrong with me.” You snapped again as you went in front of him. Looking him over as you saw his eyes widened. Ghost couldn't believe it for a moment as his eyes widened. You understood him, while everyone else didn't. He was so used to people making comments about him behind his back, about him being emotionless. No one else seemed to get it but you did. You knew how he was all from his mannerism.

Ghost paused for a second as a rush of emotions went through him. He hated being vulnerable, and yet here he was, glaring and expressing himself to a woman he normally wouldn't even talk to. As he looked at you, he suddenly felt weak and wanted you, more than he'd ever wanted anyone before. He’s never dated much , more so one night stands but this was different. He felt understood but he also felt vulnerable. In your case you were just as scared as he was.

“You hide behind that fucking fake facade you call ghost because you were broken down as a child and put back together bit by bit by force and abuse. You take your shit to the feild and get it out of your system until that void in your head reminds you. You think I’m emotionaless you think I don’t feel yet you never fucking saw my work as a cope , I distract myself with work instead of facing the shit I need to face so don’t you dare tell me I don’t understand and that I’m emotionally unavailable and emotionless becasburlyue in reality I’m not and I know what you are , we all know but most of all I know.”

Your words hit him like a semi.

He couldn't believe it. You knew him. Everything you said was true. He couldn't deny it. The muscular , 6ft4 man stumbled back a step. He felt like you had torn his mask off, exposed him completely. He felt like a fish out of water , cold and targeted. "How... How did you...?" he murmured, not knowing what else to say to defend himself. You knew him, his trauma, his pain and in that moment, he was utterly vulnerable before you. “You think I don’t fucking know when I do because I’ve been through it myself” You glared as you looked away from him for a moment.

You knew how it felt , it hurt a lot. The gears couldn’t save you or change anything but it made you feel a bit better but it never helped with actual change. Nothing really did ever help and you just kinda walked on with life after everything was going on. Ghost froze at your statement. Have you been through it? He had never met anyone else who had been through what he had in his entire life. But here, he stood looking at you, staring at you like you were the only thing left in this world. His eyes filled with tears. He was used to never showing his emotions, not to anyone. Not the way you were making him open up But deep down he wanted you to see him for who he really was. To comfort him.

Ghost continued to stare at you, waiting for an answer as you stood silent looking away. His eyes were still wet with tears. If you wanted, you could tear this tough and hard man down. He was weak in front of you, and would do whatever you wanted him to. The once aggressive, rough, mean and cold soldier was crying in front of you, vulnerable and in complete awe that you understood him more than anyone else. He had ongoing feelings for you but he always denied the feeling of that but now he knew and accepted that he wanted you. In every aspect he wanted you.

As you saw the tears in his eyes your gaze softened for a moment and you sighed before walking up closer to him and you gently lifted up his mask causing his breath to hitch in his throat. You were the only one who ever got a pass to take off his mask , you’ve seen his face before but this was different. You saw the light scar marks on his face , his light lashes and eyebrows along with his dark brown eyes. You then stood on your tippy toes and you gently brushed your thumbs under his eyes as you wiped away his tears.

“Don’t…don’t cry okay? I’m sorry….im sorry I’ve been distant with you and that I snapped at you….i'm sorry alright just don’t cry..” You murmur as you felt your whole demeanor change as you went from angry to just lost and hurt.his entire body relaxed in your soft touch. He felt your gentle, soft touch and his heart raced.

He didn't seem to care that you were a foot shorter than him, that you were the one of the few women in an army filled with men, with you alone with him. He was simply content that you were with him, accepting his tears. Accepting him for who he was and how he felt. The hard, cruel man was melting, becoming soft, and he couldn't help but wrap his arms around you holding you into a tight embrace.

He held into you tight, desperate to feel your touch, and to forget the entire world for a few much needed minutes. Ghost held onto you tightly , needing to feel your touch and you felt that you were there with him. He was holding you as if you’d slip away forever.

"Please, don't let go..." he whispered, tears still flowing down his face. He'd never felt this way before. His strong and cold exterior had melted away and he wanted nothing more in that moment than for you to embrace him back. He didn't care what people would say if they saw him like this. He just needed comfort, and to show you that he trusted you more than anyone else. Ghost felt lost and alone, and just wanted a home in your arms.

“Please..." he whispered again, his voice quivering slightly at the feel of your body against him. He was desperate to feel anything that wasn't the cold loneliness he felt inside and the loss and hurt he dealt with as well. Ghost grip was tight, but he didn't seem to care. His embrace grew more and more desperate as his need for comfort grew as your touch lingered and grew on him.

Ghost's heart beat like crazy, his entire body was pressed up against yours, from his chest to his hips. He had his face buried into your shoulder and his body clinging tightly to yours. You could feel the muscles of Ghost's large frame as you stood extremely close with each other and his grip was becoming more and more possessive. He didn't want you to let go. He didn't want the one person he trusted to just push him away. He wanted to be close to you, safe, and cared for.

After a few moments you and him finally pulled away from each other. His face was flushed, and there were still tears on his face from moments prior.He avoided looking at you, his hands were shaking as he wiped the tears away.He was completely lost, and didn't know what to do. Ghost's eyes flickered down to the floor as he seemed ashamed for showing you this side of himself. He was still trembling slightly, afraid that you'd say something about him being weak or not being strong enough to handle things. He didn’t like feeling weak. You noticed this and your gaze softened completely and you lifted ghosts chin to meet his gaze and you gently cupped his cheek.

“You're not weak…just been strong for too long and you are breaking.”

Ghost's eyes widened for a second as you spoke. The cold , hard, and emotionless man in front of you was on the verge of breaking down, and you were offering him support and trying to make him feel better , something nobody has ever done for him. “Your as clear as water to me ghost but that doesn’t change anything about how I feel about you…..fuck it …..ghost , I love you.” You confessed.

Youve had feelings for him for so long and now was the time you thought it was good to tell him since it was already a very vulnerable moment for the both of you. Ghost had feelings for you but fet he was never good enough so he shied away but now he had no words as he heard your statement. For a moment he stood quiet before leaning down and pressing his chapped and cracked lips to your soft ones. It was a surreal moment, the feeling of his warm lips on your was something you’ve only dreamt of.

Ghost was now fully leaning into the kiss, the intensity and tenderness of it growing with each passing second.He couldn't help but pull you to him tighter as the moment let on.The rough hands, which once held a gun firmly, were now tender and caring in their grip of your back. The hard, brutal and merciless soldier was now completely lost in the kiss. His hands held you firmly, and the kiss grew deeper, his tongue exploring your own mouth. Ghost could hardly believe himself, his whole demeanor had completely changed around you but you weren’t complaining.

Ghost then pulled away and rested your forehead against his own and closed his eyes, his body growing completely still as he savored the tenderness of the moment.bHe had never, ever felt like this for anyone in his life. He truly wanted you. He truly wanted to love you.He felt he could stay like this with you for eternity.

"I love you too…Just don't push me away again..." Ghost murmured from behind closed eyes, he was still completely wrapped up in the tenderness and closeness between you both.

“I won’t.”

You replied and he hummed.

All was easy and things were settled for more came later in tune with petals.

#ghost mw2 #mw2 #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost cod #cod fanfic

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jmdbjk · 7 months

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Tumblr anniversary

It's been TWO years since I chose to take up residence here on this hellsite/app.

Last year, when I posted about my Tumblr anniversary, Jungkook had just dropped his thirst trap birthday greeting to Jimin. And Yet to Come Busan had not happened yet. No one was enlisted yet. We had no idea that we were about to have our hearts ripped out by Jin's enlistment announcement.

My, what innocent babes we were.

So much has happened since last October other than the afore mentioned Yet to Come Busan concert and Jin's enlistment announcement.

We watched the members emotional sendoff to Jin in December. We watched them do it again for Hobi in April. We didn't see but we know Yoongi has begun his service. We don't need to see it. We are pretty certain within the next two months we will be sending another 2 or 3 or maybe even the rest of them off to do theirs as well.

We got The Astronaut, Dreamers, Indigo, a Christmas song from Tae, Vibe, Face, D-Day (and a tour and I saw Yoongi!!), Angel Pt. 1 & 2, The Planet, another version of Jack-in-the-Box, Take Two, Seven, Layover, 3D and we anxiously anticipate Golden. What am I missing? More collabs that Namjoon did with others. We got so much music I can't remember it all.

We've seen the clothing come off of every member. Some more than others. But still. Chapter Two is not about taking their shirts off, as Tae said...yeah, whatever Tae... it is about transitioning to a more mature image including taking control of their professional and personal images, their bodies, their autonomy, their maturity and sexuality. And boy howdy...

We got a very complex and far-reaching BTS 10th Anniversary Festa celebration that took place across the world.

We got Kook Cooks, Flying Yoga, Wootteo, Suchwita, Namjoon on Big Brains and Many of them Sitting at the Same Table Talking (or whatever the name of that show was), Dior Jimin, Tiffany Jimin, Calvin Klein Jungkook, Valentino and NBA Yoongi, Louis Vuitton Hobi, Bottega Veneta Namjoon, Cartier and Celine Taehyung, dance challenges.

We inadvertently got Jungkook's TikTok through his own error and now we are pretty sure the other members INCLUDING JIMIN are lurking on all the soc med platforms.

We got so much Jungkook being himself. And we watched him go from being fine with his couch potato cushion existence to being Mr. World Traveler who can't stay in one place for more than a few days before he's off again to who knows where and adding to Jimin's list of things to fret over.

We got a nice quantity of sweet quality interaction of Jimin and Tae just yesterday. This healed me.

We have heard over and over how each member is anxiously excited to get back and hurry up and show us they still have it.

There has not been any lack of things to talk about. There has not been any lack of controversy. We've seen things we probably weren't meant to see and we've seen things that are dubious as to their authenticity and things that were obviously made for us to see.

Like one of those of flying bird flock murmurations, the fandom is shifting and changing, spreading out and coalescing and doing all this repeatedly as we navigate this period of time before they get back together in 2025.

I hope we don't run off the rails this next year and that we all can find some common ground so we can stand together at the threshold of 2025 in anticipation of their comeback.

And sooooo many more of you have chosen to follow my weird ramblings, rantings and odd posts. Thank you for taking time to give my blog any consideration.

#jikook continue to jikook regardless #bts chapter 2 #happy birthday bro #jikook in the sheets #i was getting a pedicure and Vibe played and I almost chair danced #happyanniversary

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dreamteamemojis · 10 months

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How-To Tumblr for Dtblr :]

So, I've seen a few newer blogs start arriving from people who have never used this site/app before and I just thought this might be helpful to get started because it's quite a bit different from Twitter.

To start, the dtblr community has dwindled since last year so there are literally only about 500 of us left I'd say and thats being generous and including lurkers. Speaking of that, lurking is a great way to learn how to use this site! Follow a few blogs or lurk in the main tags for a while to get vibe of how people use this app. When you find a blog you like, see who they are reblogging from and check out their blogs, its a good way to find people to follow since people like to keep their follow lists private.

Making your blog! First things first, get a pfp and a basic bio at least or people will assume you are a bot and block you if you follow them.

On tumblr we have Main Blogs and Side Blogs. Everyone has one Main Blog, and you can add a bunch of side blogs, people use them to keep their fandoms separate and to save urls (don't hoard too many urls on blogs you dont use, it kinda sucks and is technically not allowed, but around 5-10 isnt so bad). A lot of people also might use side blogs because they dont want to get blocked by someone they are following or liking from that is in a different fandom. Like, if you wanted to follow blogs from other mcyt communities, I would stongly recommend making a dtblr side blog instead of a main, because you will most likely get blocked. There are a couple of differences between Main and Side blogs though, here is a link to the main tumblr help post about them but a couple quick things here-

-Main blogs are where you (and everyone else if you don't turn it off!) can see your likes and follows. Everything that you like or follow will show up under your Main blogs url, so keep that in mind.

-Main blogs are what you send Asks off anon from, you cannot send asks using your Side blogs url, so again, keep that in mind.

-When you block someone, it will only block them from your Main blog, you have to manually type in their url to block them from your Side blog. You can also ip block Anons who are being shitty or harassing you.

Lots of people will have Pinned Posts that you can basically use a longer bio (I recommend making them non-rebloggable). You don't have to make one and it's not weird if you don't, but you have the option. Lots of people have 'Blinkies' in their pinned, you can make them here if you want.

Tips for your settings!

-Hide your Likes and Follows!!! Even if you come from Twitter and you think it's not a big deal, it's kinda seen as really weird here to leave them visible and it makes you stand out and people weary of you, plus you should enjoy the privacy!

-Under Account, turn off 'show top posts'. You can also choose whether or not you want to allow Anon asks from there. if you are getting hate, I recommend turning them off for a while.

-I recommend going to Dashboard Preferences and turning Off 'best stuff first', and then turning On'shorten long posts' and 'snooze Tumblr live' (you will have to snooze tumblr live every 7 days but trust me basically everyone does it).

-This is actually pretty important, go to Account settings and turn OFF 'let people blaze my posts'. That feature allows other users, without your permission, to pay to have your post boosted as an ad basically to a certain amount of random people. this can even be done with your asks, and it has the potential to cause harassment and I strongly recommend turning it off.

-Under Account setting and Content you see, that is where you will be able to filter out tags that you do not want to see. For neg I would recommend, #neg #negativity, #discourse etc. If you don't want to see certain ships you can filter those. For stuff like spiders, I would do a couple variations of #spiders, #tw spiders, #spiders tw #arachnaphobia, etc. because there are a lot of different ways people will end up tagging stuff like that. This is also where you can change your Mature Content setting. They default to Hide, so set those as you prefer. You can Hide, Blur, or Show.

This is a link to the x-kit extension, it has a lot of customizable settings for tumblr, but it can only be used on desktop and requires a little more knowledge about using the site but its here if you want it.

I think those are the most important things, other settings can be left up to your personal preference (try out the color palettes to find your favorite!!)

Tags!

-Tags and Tagging are super useful on Tumblr! This post has a very good rundown of how Dtblr uses Tags to filter content for the community, pls learn these they will help you a bunch!!!

-When you make a post, the first 5 tags are the most important, they will show up in the tracked tags. So make sure you use community/main tags first if you want your posts to be seen, this is most useful for artists or gif makers etc.

-When you reblog a post, the tags are just for adding commentary and organizing your blog, you dont have to worry about your tags from a reblogged post ending up in the main tag searches. Talking in the tags is very fun and a great way for even shy people (me) to interact with the community. They are used a lot more than Replies, it tends to be mostly mutuals that use Replies on each other's posts, but it wouldn't exactly be weird if you did choose to comment in the Replies.

-You can use custom tags for your blog! Lots of people come up with custom tags for their asks, their personal posts, just pick your favorite variation of gnf, gogy, gogs, georgie, and many more to organize your george gifs! and its also pretty common to see someone post a . (just a lone period or comma) and then just rant in the tags. people do that if they want to vent or something but dont want it to be reblogged. - if someone reblogs a post and tags it with 'prev' they are referring to the tags of the person they reblogged the post from, the 'previous' tags. (tumblr recently nuked this feature with the new update but you might still see people doing it, its just super hard to find the source now)

-#709 and #404 are common tags that people will use on posts from outside of dtblr to stay covert/subtle so as to not get mass blocked when referencing our ccs. #709 refers to Dream and #404 to George.

-Tagging posts as #nsfw has the potential to get your blog restricted. I recommend using #nsft (not safe for tumblr) or #not sfw instead.

Etiquette

Liking and Reblogging- Tumblr does not have an algorithm, liking posts is basically just bookmarking them. If you want to support writers/authors/gif makers etc. PLEASE reblog their posts, it is the only way for them to gain visibility. You can even make sideblogs specifically for reblogging art or fanfiction if you wanted to.

We don't make call-out posts here. If you have a problem with a user, block them, end of story.

And we do NOT interact with Anti or Critblr posts. Critblr is tumblrs Leaktwt, do not interact with them, follow them, reblog from them, or bring attention to them, you will be blocked by the majority of the community if you do. We are very small, and interacting with anti posts will do absolutely nothing but bring us all mass harassment and invite them to start interacting with us. Pls do not screenshot their posts and share those either especially with the url visible. If you feel the need to have discussions with antis, do so on twitter. Please ask before screenshotting and uploading someone's post to twitter. A lot of us are not comfortable with it at all, and some of us are okay with it as long as you leave out the url but please ask because we generally dont want our stuff on that platform where CCs could potentially see it.

And I think thats all I've got i think, so I hope this post helps you guys with getting started on Tumblr! :]

#dtblr #dreamwastaken #sapnap #gnf #dteam #im not exactly the most active person around here i mostly just reblog and talk in the tags but i thought this might help!

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zendayaaaaa · 11 days

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I dont think she has a finsta, but she 1000% still lurks, I'm talking every day. Even when fans thought she'd deleted the app. Nah this girl was on Ursalas stories using twitter for godsake.you all take every word she says as gospel😂 she's such a contradiction it's painful at times between what's she says and actually does

Idk where this came from, but ok. Listen, Z is someone who has self-proclaimed that she is both an overthinker and feels like she needs to be in control. It’s unrealistic to expect her, given the previous facts, to entirely drop social media and stop checking it altogether. However, her endeavor to manage it more effectively and reduce her usage already signifies significant personal growth

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CURIOUS CAT - stars, ramen, and you.

SYNOPSIS! Curious Cat is an app that peaked three years ago where people use it to flirt with their crush anonymously and then suddenly forgot about it.

or wherein, Y/N was devastated when her crush, Lee Heeseung indirectly rejecting her in highschool. Three years later, both of them have this unknown beef in between of them that even their friends don't know the real reason behind. One day, Y/N suddenly remembered and opened her C.C account, and saw that someone by the name 'Ethan' confessed to her three years ago.

You felt horrible and needed space. The library's bathroom seems to be a good place to calm your nerves. You just hope that once you open the door out of this room, you'll be okay.

Because all you can think of was it's unfair. Every time you see jeongin, you can't help but think it was unfair. How can he act like nothing happened, like you didn't happen? It would be okay if he just hurt you but no, he broke you. Broke you into pieces and didn't even let yourself pick and glue the pieces up.

You peer at your reflection one last time, learning about the breathing exercise became heaven to you. Didn't even forget to take one deep breath before opening the door that leads outside.

"Y/n, are okay?" Wonyoung mouthed, you took your time looking back at each of them. Even on your quiet cousin who's now staring at you but was obvious that his mind lurk somewhere. You nod, flashing a smile. You don't want them to worry that much.

You're fine. Gotta lie and lie until it became truth, anyways

"Where's lee?"

"He went outside, noona" The child, nishimura riki answered concerned looking washed on his orbs.

You just nodded silently before taking a seat, pulling your laptop to continue the work. The silence was tense, you tried hard to keep yourself focused despite the burning glare of someone named Kim Sunoo. You can't stand it, that's why you opened the tab to chat wonyoung asking for help to pull and calm sunoo somewhere far. Fortunately, the girl did what you told her.

Almost immediately after sending her a message, you felt a soft tap on your shoulder. It was Ning, telling you that they would go first. Thankfully, Sunoo came without much protest.

While jake and his friends are still hanging out at the other table, maybe still waiting for their oldest friend. You can sense that they want to ask something but are keeping their mouth shut, you don't know if it's because they're scared of you, scared of heeseung, or scared from the glare that jake's been forcing at them. But you're still thankful that they didn't push it.

It didn't take long before heeseung came back. He stood in front of you silently handing you a warm drink.

"Yah, hyung what happened to your face?" You look up to see what the youngest of them referred to. "It's nothing" Heeseung answered though he was looking straight at you as if he was saying that you don't need to worry.

"Then, we'll go first hyung" Jake bid, standing up to give a friendly pat on heeseung's shoulder. "See you, y/n" He turns to you, flashing a small smile whilst pulling niki outside, their other friends tracing their steps.

Heeseung pulled the chair before sitting down in front of you. The action made you see his face clearly, "What happened?" You absentmindedly ask, looking straight at the bruise turning red at the side of his lips.

"It's nothing, I just slipped outside" Heeseung smiled, pushing the warm drink with his right hand. You look down and saw his knuckles burning with the same color. No way, did he do what you think he did? Maybe. But it looks like he doesn't want to talk about it so you decided not to push it. All of you need a break tonight and you will gladly give it to him.

"That's enough" You hummed, looking up from the laptop screen to ask him what he meant, "That's enough, just send me the file and I'll finish it."

"But—" Heeseung sipped air, "Just do what I ask, besides it's in the later stage. I just need to revise it, double-check it then passed it. Don't worry too much"

"Fine" You replied doing what he asks, picking up your things.

"Oh, and I want to walk you home"

"Okay." Heeseung unknowingly smiled, still observing you. He was expecting you to put up a fight, just like what you always do. This mode might not be the ideal time for him to shoot his shot, but still. Heeseung wants to be there for you, either physically or emotionally.

Both of you walk through the darkness of the street. It was pure bliss, tranquility can feel in the air. People walk, minding their own business as the lampshade post provides the light.

For the umpteenth time, heeseung glances at you observing everything just to help you lift your mood. You two walk silently, or you walk absentmindedly. The engine of cars that occasionally passed by is the only sound that can be heard around you.

You don't know how heeseung was surprised when he grab you to push you inside the sidewalk, shifting you two's position for your safety and you didn't even bat an eye at him.

Maybe you don't want to be alone, but also don't want to talk. He would gladly provide any help he can give to you at this moment. If this continues, heeseung doesn't have a choice but to rely on 'Ethan'. He knows that you love receiving gifts from his 'friend', heeseung saw you all smiley when you receive a letter not too long ago that was addressed from his alter ego. He just hopes that someday, he can give you things that you love as him.

How can I cheer you up? He thought. Just when he was about to give up and choose to just use 'Ethan', heeseung heard the sound of the bell. When he looked up he saw the convenience store not too far from where both of you stood. Heeseung softly tapped your shoulder causing you to break the haze that surrounds you.

"You want to have ramen with me?" Heeseung asked looking down expectantly as you stop walking, shifting to face him. Suddenly, he felt a hard slap on his shoulder causing him to yelp. "Do you want to die?" You asked nonchalantly, voice filled with judgment.

"What?" He asked still massaging the place where you hit him. You didn't reply but instead raised your brow at him. It seems like heeseung understands your point when he drags a series of A's. "Are you crazy? No! That's not what I meant! I meant eating literal ramen, y/n. I'm hungry." He pouted whispering something that became incoherent on your ears.

You released a laugh making heeseung look at you, surprised. For the first time after the library, you smiled and even laughed. That was an achievement just for him.

"I'm just joking. Thankfully, there's a store right across the street" You answered before nodding your head toward the direction of the convenience store not too far away from the both of you.

You were about to walk towards the store when you felt heeseung's hand grabbing your arms, for a minute you faltered. Heeseung's warmth felt good against your skin, and it feels like you will look for it. "Just stay here. I'll buy it for the both of us."

"Why? Aren't we going to eat inside?" Heeseung shook his head, a soft smile written on his lips. "I know a way we can enjoy ramen tonight"

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You patiently wait at the park in front of the convenience store while heeseung prepared your food. The park was well lighted and was occupied by some parents with their children who were still playing and doesn't want to go home despite it being evening.

It was peaceful, the laugher of children soothes the uneasiness inside you. And once again, you saw yourself on your own world inside your mind. It was empty, kinda felt lonely but as the minutes passed, it starting to felt pleasant. It didn't occur to you once this day that you're tired, you didn't know the reason but you felt it.

Today's event was a tiring one both physically and emotionally. It seems that having a full rest is a privileged these days.

"Ramen's here" Heeseung exclaimed, 2 large cup of ramen in either of his hands with a chopstick sticking out on one while he bites the other to his mouth.

"Are you sure this taste good?"

He scoffed full of pride, "As long as it's ramen, I'm good at making it"

Heeseung handed you the cup including the chopstick, he waited you to take the bite first before serving himself with some. But when the noodles came into his mouth, he can't help but hissed.

The sound made you panic, hands immediately diving through your bag to find wet wipes before mumbling a quiet 'come here' to heeseung which he indulge so.

"You had a small cut on your lips... are you sure you're alright" Your eyes connected with his, whilst your hand still damping the cut with wet wipes in attempt to get rid of the ramen's after-hot taste. Have you ever told yourself that heeseung has a beautiful eyes? And now, despite the darkness looming around, you can still see your figure in those eyes that it felt so intimate.

A different rush of panic was felt again in your skin, "A-ah! I have an ointment..." Turning around to your side to get through your bag before retrieving a familiar ointment, not only to you but also to heeseung, though you're not supposed to know that.

"Where did you get that?" Heeseung asked in a pretend though the smile he's been suppressing still make its way out to his lips.

You smiled softly, opening its cup. "It's a gift from someone. I was clumsy on the first day and got bruises on the first day—" You look back to him, " And I heard someone's laughing so loud that day" Heeseung raised his hands gulping at the sight of your glare. "My right knee hurts so bad that time, but then someone gave this bag to me saying it's from someone. This ointment might not be much but I treasure it, I always carry this with me"

You squeezed the ointment into your hands before softly pulling heeseung closer to you. "Do you want to meet that someone someday?" Heeseung ask, trying to keep himself and his heartbeat sane from the way your fingers gently brush on his lips.

"Of course! I can't wait to meet them actually." You exclaimed, and when heeseung saw how your eyes sparkled he can't help but to smile. Though the action made you panic causing you to accidentally press your fingers a little too hard making him yelp.

Series of sorry's was heard from your lips, "Are you still mad at me? Just tell me, y/n"

"I panicked"

"Why would you panic?"

You can't tell him it's because of him, right? "Just because! I'm sorry, okay? Just come here, the ramen's going to be soggy"

Both of you tried to calm and keep yourself at bay. You helping him to nurse the wound while heeseung can't help but stare at you. No one can blame him though, this might be the last time he can see and feel you up close. Putting an ointment would only take a couple of minutes but this? This felt like an eternity. You're even grateful that it's cold, maybe heeseung wouldn't notice how your cheeks slowly turning red, not that you noticed his turning red.

After you finished the 'ointment business', both of you finally dig on the ramen as heeseung talk about random things, trying to lighten the tension while you intently listening to him, even successfully making you laugh right there and then. It was his jolliness that keep your lips from frowning, you're not surprised when you find yourself enjoying his company together with the ramen that he made like a gourmet.

After eating, both of you silently had an agreement to stay for a couple of minutes. You took it as a chance to look up and admired the stars which you felt he also did.

"Y'know, I was never one to appreciate..." You started making heeseung look at you though you still keep your eyes on the sky. "I asked my cousin once why he always look out of the window, he was also the one who told me to sometimes take my time to watch the stars. Even told me that something will felt different if I did."

"At first, I shook it off as something that I don't care about. I was busy, people are busy. Who would've taken their time to look up and appreciate stars when you can do something more important?"

You chuckled before sighing, "Then tonight, I did it. It's true when they say something will feel different because I felt different. I realized we are so busy with things that we forgot to appreciate things that are always there to cheer us up."

Heeseung smiled at you before looking up.

She's so busy with things that she forgot to look at things that are always there ready to cheer her up.

"They said when you're looking at the stars, you're looking at the past." It's your time to look at him, "Whenever you felt down, just take a look at the stars— maybe, they'll recognize you as one of them and share their happiness to you."

But the time has come for her to realize...

Heeseung look back at you, smiling. And there you felt yourself in a trance. "Or maybe, I'll just share my happiness to you"

Because, he looked at her the way she needed to be looked at.

Chapter 30 - stars, ramen, and you.

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GENRE! smau + written, on crack, slow burn, mutual pinning or past pinning, university au, kinda enemies to lovers troupe, heeseung is a simp, reader is kinda dumb, friends bullying friends

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this is so lame, i'm so sorry lol. and the last line is credits from atticus, just saw it on Pinterest.

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minggukieology · 1 year

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Hello hello,

I am new around here. I really enjoy Kookmin’s bond, and I am also a researcher in the narrative space. I found you on Twitter and I was so impressed with your transparent, eloquent commentary on this whole thing. Thank you for running this blog. My question might be odd, but I am really curious to see how much of this ship/fan wars translate within the Korean social media space? The last few days have been nothing less than hell on the bird app, the anon requests on some of the blogs here are just people thinking they are so slick, but are just purely undermining Kookmin’s bond. I assume Naver is like one stop destination for SNS in Korea. I also see that the members have quit Twitter officially (I have no doubt they lurk though). Are ship wars this intense in the online spaces in Korea? Is it between the same ones we see on the I-Army side? I know shipping is a common theme in the pop space there and people might have healthier approach to it? This is also me being wishful that the members don’t see the pure vitriol that’s being expressed. Thank you in advance.

Hi, there! Thanks a lot for your nice message 😊

To put it shortly: no, such shipwars don't typically happen within k-army online spaces (at least not in the same way we know them) because there is never any need for debate around any meanings of words and no wiggle room for alternative explanations and seeing hidden signs in shadows. However, that doesn't mean that I have not come across any Korean accounts on Twitter that like to twist narratives and *especially* in case when their desired narratives feed into what their non-Korean speaking followers want to hear (they do like to take advantage of that language + cultural gap). As with every assessment though, Koreans are not a monolith, the same goes for k-armys or any netizens. There are some general tendencies but there will always be exceptions. Also it is important to note, even though the fandom largely organizes on the Twitter platform, I find it it less prominent among Korean ARMYs as to the amount of time they spend on there and the conversations that are held there.

From my perspective (my subjective opinion, therefore isn't unbiased and might not be representative of the whole community) ships or to be more accurate 'duos' / 'insert name line' are first and foremost among the majority about the members' chemistry, cute moments, looks, vocals and performances together; not about any potential romantic involvement of the two (that is not to say there are absolutely no Korean shippers of course). It is important to remember that the general premise has been that the idol sells their Korean fans the idea of a boyfriend/girlfriend, therefore the whole fantasy revolves around him/her and the fans having a connection, hence why for example idol dating life is still a big no no in the public etc.

To add, sadly since Korean fans can't get away with twisting the meanings of what the boys said (unless they want to appear ridiculous and stupid) the 'wars' therefore turn more vicious than that. There are some prominent 악개 akgae groups within the BTS fandom too which use all kinds of tactics to tarnish the reputation of the other members by spreading rumors through Korean forums, discussion boards, trending tags and by even reaching out to Korean reporters to run stories based on false evidence. So I would say, these things do happen, just in a different way because Korean online space can be truly unhinged.

I don't believe the members have ever witnessed any of the craziness on the international side as it for the most part thankfully only happens on the international side (objectivelly imagine if Koreans were having real arguments over, for example, the meaning of 동생 'dongsaeng' 😂😂😂 it sounds absolutely ridiculous). And in the instances they did, when e.g. someone tried to push a 'ship' narrative on any of them directly, we got the infamous 'get out of your imagination' response.

Hope I answered your message clearly and covered all your points. Once again, thanks a lot for reaching out!

#ask

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lilacthebooklover · 4 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

@snarky-wallflower Thanks for the tag! This was a lot of fun :)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

67 currently, but I have deleted a few old ones lol

2. What’s your total word count?

Now, when I tell you I went overboard on this question, I went overboard. My private, unposted, solely-written-by-me fics' total word count is 227,868. My total word count for fics I've collaborated with @charismabee on is 477,549, and my total word count on AO3 is 389,530. However, quite a few of my AO3 fics are collabs with Red, so if you take away everything like Wilting Flowers and Owl House but Kindergarten, you're left with 225,235 words written solely by me. So, if you total up 225,235 + 227,868 + 477,549, then you get a grand total of 930,652 words! Then, of course, there's the whole matter of my old fics on regular Word and not Docs, which would probably add up to at least another 50,000 total considering we're talking about my ASOUE and DT17 phases, as well as all of the private Viva Pinata and miscellaneous musical stuff lurking in there, and we've got that weird writing app on my tablet that I used a lot a couple of years ago whenever my phone got confiscated, but I cannot be bothered to search through all of that right now. So, it mostly rounds up to around 1,000,000 words. Fanfiction may or may not be taking over my life. (Gosh I love maths <3)

3. What fandoms?

I've written mostly for the Kindergarten 1 and 2 fandom, my total fics on AO3 for it totaling 38. However, I have written a heck of a lot of OMORI as well, and dabble in the Owl House, DHMIS, a few webseries on YT as well as the Hatchetverse sometimes, too!

4. Top 5 fics by kudos

1. World's Okayest Uncle at 799. My latest WIP, written for the Hatchetfield Universe and based around the concept of Paul Matthews becoming the accidental uncle of every kid in town. Each chapter focuses on a different child (the three so far about Alice, Richie and Pete respectively), and once all of them have been sufficiently adopted, I've been considering adding some slice-of-life stuff, exploring the changed character dynamics, and looking into parts of canon that would change in the AU as well. 2. Hollow at 455, a Hunter-centric one-shot for the Owl House set immediately after season 2 finished. It was written in the post King's Tide craze of awesome Human Realm content, so it got quite a lot of hits at the time. It focuses on Hunter dealing with the aftermath of Belos seemingly having died, and himself having being thrown into a completely new, unfamiliar world as an unfamiliar God took over his own :) 3. Flapjacks at 279, another Hunter-centric piece because TOH fans can't get enough of him lol (I am very much one of those fans). I began writing it back when Thanks to Them was first released, then got the motivation to finish it after I saw Watching and Dreaming. It focuses on Hunter returning to the Human Realm after the Collector's defeat, as well as Camila's thoughts on being a parent of who knows' how many kids at this point. Hunter finally gets the chance to mourn, and finds out what a flapjack actually is. 4. Gravesfield Historical Society, at 275. In which it's only natural that the Boiling Isles' leading Human Expert decides to do some research, and Gus does his very best to ignore the images plaguing him from looking into Belos' mind. Vee looks for some closure, Hunter is very protective over his little siblings, and Gus just wants to have a fun day at the museum. Things... Don't go to plan. 5. Fading, at 215. Yet another TOH work (I was around when the fandom was active as heck), one of the shortest pieces I've ever written at only 722 words. It's from Flapjack's POV during that scene in Thanks for Them. You know the one. I made lots of people cry, and sacrificed the birb.

5. Do you respond to comments?

Of course!! I thoroughly appreciate every comment I receive; they really make my day. Being part of an active fandom with the Uncle Paul AU has sort of taken me by storm so my inbox is pretty clogged at the moment, but I promise that I have read and smiled over and will reply to the comments all of my lovely readers have left behind! It means so much that someone's not only taken the time to read what I've written, but that they liked it enough to leave a comment behind. Even just keysmashes or "<33"s are really lovely to see, so thank you to the wonderful commentors out there! You guys are awesome :D

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Ooh, now this is a tough one! Pretty much 95% of what I write is angst, with a good 70% being Hurt No Comfort. Still, I think the angstiest ending I've ever written would have to be that of either "Enough", in which 13 y/o me decided it was a good idea to follow the perspective of kindergartener Theodore Huxley as his brother pushed him to his death, or "Wilted", in which 13 y/o me decided it was a good idea to follow the perspective of suicidal kindergartener Lily as she gave up on finding the one person who cared about her and committed suicide as a result of being bullied. Wilted should probably win out considering the implications of what would happen to Billy as a result, and bc the ending subsequently led to Nugget's death too, but Ted's train of thought in Enough is so gosh darn sad.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Definitely "McDonald's". That's the fluffiest thing I've ever written, no doubt about it. Not a smidgen of angst, just a bunch of kids with colourful eyes and pointy ears walking into a fast food restaurant and discovering what chicken nuggets are. It literally ends with the promise of more cute adventures to come, so I'd say this one's a no-brainer loll

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've only ever received hate once, on a little Gravity Falls AU I made entitled "Puppet Strings and Stage Curtains". I got some pretty nasty criticism on it and, as a kid who was still very anxious about posting stuff online, it really impacted me at the time. I'm still a little nervous even now to open up my inbox because I think I might have gotten another comment like that shfjdhhgkjh. I wound up abandoning the fic because my motivation was completely destroyed, and I couldn't even look at the thing without feeling ashamed. However, I haven't received any hate since, which is great! There's just no reason for it, really; if you like something, leaving a comment is wonderful, and it makes the author happy! If you don't, just don't read the fic. Leaving a hurtful comment isn't going to make anyone happy, and can be really damaging to writers. Shoutout to @weedkillercentral, who, without fail, leaves the bizzarest comments known to man on almost every work I post.

9. Do you write smut?

Nope! I am a ✨minor✨ (@snarky-wallflower dw I too am a nerdy prude, sex jokes are Ew). Still, I do enjoy writing romance from time to time! Some ships are straight-up hard not to enjoy reading/writing for :))

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Funny story, actually. I used to have Wattpad and, as much as I hated using it, a friend of mine liked the site so I used it to support her. I wound up posting some of my own stuff on there at one point. I will never be able to get over the fact that when you searched up my username online, the images used to show a picture of Sharkbomb Glomgold. How do I know this? Because small me got bored and looked up my username, and accidentally found a mirror site to Wattpad with some of my stuff on. It credited my username and everything, but I panicked about it because as far as I was aware, I had no control over whether I could take it down or what else could be put on it. So, I deleted everything on my account, and just like that, the fics on the mirror site vanished. So no, I've never had anything outright stolen-- at least, I hope I haven't-- but that was a Not Fun experience for little me a few years ago

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, I'm not famous enough for that lol. I did have an offer for someone to make a podfic of smth I wrote a few years ago, but they never got around to it. Still, if anyone ever wants to translate one of my fics, I'd love it if you did! Please just let me know and acknowledge me as the OG author; having a work translated sounds awesome.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! Many thanks yet again to the amazing @charismabee, my dear co-author and the Kel shirt to my Maverick cosplay wig. The amount of hours I've spent writing with her is actually insane, as well as the times we've just messaged brainstorming AUs or having far too strong feelings about the show Elena of Avalor. We've done joint Whumptobers and Febuwhumps, fics that are combinations of the nichest stories and characters, a lot of redemption arcs for 5-year-olds... If you like my stuff, I thoroughly encourage you to go give her work a read at TheFearIsRed on AO3! :D

If anyone else ever wants to try collaborating on something, I think I'd be willing to give it a try! There are loads of talented authors on here, and co-writing is a lot of fun <3

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Hmm... Well, Paulkins is an obvious one (remember that one post about "hatchetfield fans when normal man and his barista crush show up for 5 seconds"? yeah that's me). They have a level of mutual trust and understanding that's just really nice to explore, they both have issues galore but will support each other no matter what, half infected Paul content is golden and as an avid Uncle Paul truther, Emma finding out about his many children is just too funny a concept to me. They act like teenagers when they see each other, they're both down bad, she knows he doesn't like the Christmas advert jingles, he thinks she's funny,,, they're so <3

Another strong contender is Pearla (Penny x Carla), from the K2 fandom. @goldmoth82 was the one who got me into writing about them with their absolutely incredible stuff (art, fics, you name it!). They're just a traumatised android and a thieving arsonist, what more could you want?

Gold rush (Kel x Mikhael) is another of my favourites though, mostly because it's so funny. Mikhael has declared them rivals, and Kel could not care less. Mikhael challenges him to races, and Kel beats him easily. Mikhael insults him often, but Kel doesn't retaliate. Mikhael wants to be independent and special, to stand out from everyone else. Kel wants to be appreciated as more than just Hero's brother, to be liked and acknowledged as himself. Mikhael would vehemently deny his feelings until Daphne and Bowen tied them up together and forced him to confess. Rivals are just lovers in disguise, everyone. One-sided gold rush is even funnier, because they're technically one-sided rivals. Kel was Mikhael's homosexual awakening. Mikhael looks so dumb and flamboyant because he's trying to impress him. Mikhael claims he hates him and that his bright red face is from anger after Kel effortlessly beats him time and time again. I love them.

But I think out of everything, Wrightworth would have to take my top pic for favourite ship. Gay lawyers who would die for each other for the win.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

Ohh gosh. There are quite a few, but I'd probably say this year's Whumptober. My mental health went schwoop this October and I only got up to day 11 despite my plans. I still intend to finish the collab one with Red when I have time again (exams suck), and I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to get around to completing it. At least there's always next year! :"]

16. What are your writing strengths?

Definitely characterisation. I have a lot of fun getting into characters' heads and making studies on them in different scenes or just overall, and have a lot of fun bouncing different personalities off of each other. Once I know a character, I know the character, and writing their POV is as simple as breathing lol. I'd also say that I'm pretty good at tension building and breaking, as well as Hurt No Comfort (you need some good old angst, I'm your gal).

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Action scenes, for one, though I've been improving on them since I started the TOH Kindergarten AU! I'd also say that I struggle with slower-paced, filler sort of stuff. I might like to build up to an event, but chapters that don't have plot relevance just sort of stump me lol, even when they're necessary :)

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

I enjoy learning languages, and have been teaching myself Spanish for the past couple of years or so. However, writing them is a whole separate thing entirely. If I had a translator, I'd be all good! I just get a little worried when I write any language that isn't Spanish because google translate is unreliable as heck, so I typically tend to avoid it. Luckily, none of my fandoms really require it- but if that Franziska & Miles brainrot doesn't go away soon, I might be in a bit of a pickle trying to write German dialogue hshjhgfk

19. First fandom you wrote for?

A Series of Unfortunate Events (the Netflix show). It was the first fandom I got really, properly into, diving in headfirst at the age of about 12 and finding a lot of awesome content. The obsession I had with VFDBaudelaireFile13's Violet Snicket AU "Misery Loves Company" a few years ago was wild. My writing back then was very jolty, and I wrote in chapters that only lasted a few paragraphs with big, bold titles that often had at least two exclamation marks at the end. Still, ASOUE is one of my favourite shows to this day, and I don't regret a thing from my time binge-reading everything I could find for it (except that one lemons fic I accidentally came across when starved for content), nor any of the silly little unposted AUs I wrote on Word.

20. Top 3 fics I've ever written:

I puzzled over this question for ages, but found it impossible to choose just one! Ignore that I'm cheating a little here, and take three instead <3

1. An unposted collaborative work with @charismabee/TheFearIsRed that we called MPT. It was the first big fic I ever wrote, and it was probably what really got me into writing as a hobby. I got to spend time at random intervals writing about and whumping my favourite characters with someone I'm very close with, making up the plot as we went along. I remember coming up with the initial idea on a swingset, and spending hours colour-coding every segment of those 50,000 words based on each mention of a character as well as who wrote what. MPT is messy, and a tad repetitive in places, and while finished, I don't believe it's something I'll ever post. But it holds a special place in my heart, and it's a lot of fun looking back on my writing from a couple years ago compared to now 2. Not sure if this fully counts, but an untitled Omori WIP I've got going atm is definitely up there. It's Hero-centric with huge emphasis on his trauma, following the course of the year the events of the game occur in. I've had a blast writing his thoughts and time at college, and I'm geberally just really proud of it thus far. Hopefully, it'll be done by January in time for his birthday! :) 3. Now this one is a posted work– Magical Girls: Omori!, another collab with Red. We came up with the idea, binge-watched season one of Glitter Force on Netflix, and ran with the plot. We've planned out all of season 1 with ideas for season 2, incorporated a plethora of great characters, and been able to mess around with a fun fantasy high school full of our favourites. It's always wonderful to write, and I really like how it's been going!

Thank you again to @snarky-wallflower for the tag! You're amazing <3

As for people I know, I've tagged the vast majority of you already sjhkffg oops.

@charismabee @goldmoth82 @weltato @inprisonforsparkling hey there jpr the au mastermind, fanartist of the century, paul whump bestie and king of michie. you guys are some of my favourite writers out there, i'd love to see what you answer with for this (no pressure ofc!) <33

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ilyuu · 9 months

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hiatus.

(dw you didn’t read that wrong,,, can you tell this is me trying to lighten the mood before i dampen it?)

that’s right folks. in bold (and in a pretty rainbow imo), i’m going to take something of a hiatus, or, at the very least, a semi one.

meaning i’ll fade form the surface of the earth and never come back………….

alright, alright, i’m kidding. it’s mainly because i feel like my mind is spiraling down in a bad place every time i open this app, relying way too much on it to the point that it’s unhealthy. really. it’s almost ridiculous. those few past days when i did leave the app alone, a week or two ago, for the lack of a better word, felt relieving to me and i also felt bad for feeling that way - do you see the pattern here?

that and i feel bad every single time that another day goes by and i’ve yet to post something for all of you - a drabble, or one of those smau snippets - and i know i shouldn’t be, as i’m not obligated to, like writing on here is as much as a choice as anything else, but the feeling stays and it gets only worse from there on.

to the point that, many times, i was very, very tempted to delete this blog altogether and add another one to bite the dust.

there’s also the recent milestone that i’ve reached, all 10000000000000 of you here and, at first, i was very happy about it. it was the highlight of my day until it faded and i was left with the question of “what now?” i don’t feel like writing as much as i used to, and every thing i put out there seems mediocre compared to everything else i see. in a way, or maybe it’s exactly that, i have no reason to try and keep up on this anymore and felt a bit like a wanderer (no pun intended, hehe) with every day that passes.

all in all, i feel, and excuse me for the language, like shit. everything just feels wrong to me while feeling like i could’ve done more.

so, for an indefinite amount of time, i’ll take some time off for myself. i’ll be lurking around here and there though, answering some asks (because it’s still summer break for me and what the heck am i supposed to do for the next two weeks?) but just less.

and to all my moots, thank you - this almost sounds like a goodbye and, i promise you, it’s not. thank you for making me feel better every time i interact with any of you, doesn’t matter what, it makes me happy enough just to be talking to you, really. it makes me happy knowing that you’re feeling alright, it makes me happy knowing that you have a path ahead of you, it makes me happy seeing memes, drabbles, and a whole lot of others things in my inbox - it makes me happy waking up in the morning and seeing all the chaos you make on my dash, and that i was able to meet and talk to you all. i’m just sorry i wasn’t able to reciprocate it all as much as i could’ve.

and so, take care! i love you all so very much! <3

#‼️#also fun fact #i’ve had this hidden in my drafts since 700 followers #so yeah it’s been a bit

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greetings-inferiors · 10 months

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Oh the wise greetings-inferiors, may you teach me the ways of tumblr? I am but a humble reddit refugee, and I ask:

How do you read all the daily posts of all the people you follow? Or should that basically be accepted as impossible? Do you catch up? Or do you just read whatever tumblr throws at you first?

I ask you because you were the first actual blog I followed on here and you led me to a lot of great people and now I’m struggling to read all the posts they make.

Thank you!!!

p.s. sorry for anon, just not that comfortable on here yet

Thanks for letting me be your first! You always remember them, after all <3

And it’s okay if you don’t want to show your face, my grace is pretty radiant

(Cocky persona over)

How I do it is I only follow like 30 people, a lot of which very rarely post. Every day when I wake up I scroll tumblr till I’m satisfied. I make sure to prioritise mutuals, if I haven’t gotten to the point where I left off, I go through my favourite mutuals’ blogs to make sure I haven’t missed anything (y’all are really cool). You shouldn’t treat tumblr like a game with daily challenges, because then it’ll just become a chore. And I know fomo is a very real thing, and I’m here to assure you that it’s okay, I swear it doesn’t matter, and if you interact with people that are online now instead of when you were asleep, you’ll have a lot more fun. Lurking is completely valid, but I couldn’t bear to keep quiet. This hellsite is a collaborative medium, interacting with others is most of my enjoyment. I don’t follow many people for their blog, I mainly just follow people I like talking to and the odd art account or niche blog that REALLY spoke to me.

I’m so glad that you liked the people that I like!!! I try to make sure to only be mutuals with people that I genuinely really like talking with (if I interact with you and don’t follow you back, I probably just forgot to lmao), so that probably means I have good taste hehehehe

So, in conclusion, I use my probably-adhd-or-autism powers to scroll through my dashboard in one sitting every morning, check frequently throughout the day, and if I’m bored I use the for you page to find some thing I might like. Sometimes it’s useless but sometimes it can be really really good, like when it showed me all those Noelle x Susie posts lmao. I make sure to use the app more like a messaging social media than a content social media, with the odd meme or heritage post sprinkled in.

And the most important thing: have fun! The hardest part of tumblr is that initial hill where you don’t follow enough people to enjoy yourself, but once you’ve found your group/blogs then you can go a long while without follow anyone new, and still enjoy yourself! I’d recommend to not follow TOO many people, because then you’d be missing the posts of the people you care about. Your dashboard is like a garden, tend to it!!!

I believe in you, Random Reddit Refugee (alliteration my beloved)! This hellsite is an oasis for weirdos and obsessors, so go nuts!

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bunnysuit-femboy · 1 year

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Devour - Eren

(Eren x Reader) - Word Count: 2.1k

Creature: a person who eats the flesh of other human beings

Warnings: Dry Humping, Descriptions of Blood

Extra Notes: Happy Halloween, everyone! Ending Whore-O-Ween strong with some Eren smut!

You didn’t like trusting Tinder as a way of meeting people you’d want to keep in your life for longer than a week. You made sure to only use the app as a way of finding hookups, hangouts, and one night stands - so finding Eren was the least of your desires and now the worst yet best thing to happen to you.

Eren is everything you’ve ever imagined yourself wanting in a boyfriend. He’s always making you laugh until your sides hurt and this strange noise comes out of your mouth - it sounds oddly similar to a car trying its hardest to start up, but ultimately failing. And, Eren is the sweetest boy you’ve ever met in your entire life, he always gets you flowers for your dates and he manages to cheer you up no matter how bad of a day you have had.

Eren’s presence itself automatically mends your broken moods, so after a horrible day at work, you found yourself subconsciously driving towards his house. He lives in the middle of the woods - which was definitely something you had to get used to after seeing it for the first time - and despite its creepiness, his house is beautiful. A simple log cabin surrounded by looming trees and the sounds of croaking owls.

You’ve always felt safer inside of his house rather than outside, never knowing what lies in the thick shadows around the trunks of the surrounding trees. Once you were out of your car, you eyed the darkness suspiciously, wanting to make lurking creatures uncomfortable before making your way towards the door. You thought if you were a monster that maybe you wouldn’t want to attack somebody who has made direct eye contact with you, so you made sure to make direct eye contact with every monster that could be around.

You knocked three times on the door, a specific tune that Eren now associates with you. He opened the door not even thirty seconds after your knocks, and surprisingly with a large grin on his face. You hadn’t warned him you were on your way here, so for him to be smiling despite that was unexpected.

“Hi,” Eren said shortly, “What are you doing here?”

You returned Eren’s smile, “Just thought I’d stop by.”

Eren was wearing an old flowery apron over his jeans and t-shirt, and his hair was back in a bun to keep the long hair out of his face. You assumed the boy was most likely cooking, considering he was normally doing that or butchering animals he had hunted earlier in the week. There was no blood on his apron, and only a large cutting knife dangling in his fingers, so assuming he was cooking was your best bet.

You glanced at the knife and then met his eye again, “Whatcha’ cookin?”

“Dinner,” Eren answered flatly, “And I would’ve made more if I knew you were coming over - at least a text is always nice.” You rolled your eyes at him, giggling to yourself. “But, it’s nice to see you again, especially after the other night.”

You pushed at Eren’s shoulder, “Shut up.” You suddenly remembered the dark woods behind you, and gave the trees one last glance before turning back to Eren. “And, let me inside already, you know how I don’t like these woods.”

“What’s not to like?” Eren let you past him, but he walked onto his front porch instead, taking your place in the darkness. “There’s nothing scary out here!” Eren turned to you with a wicked look in his eyes. “And even if there were scary things out here, they’d all fear me more.”

As much as you hated to admit it, Eren’s behavior scared you. You knew he had a God Complex, but sometimes he spoke and didn’t sound like himself. It was as if he were becoming another person right in front of your eyes, shedding his skin as a human and instead deciding he wanted to be more.

“Shut up and come inside,” Your voice came out weak, fear leaking its way into your words.

Eren grinned mischievously at you, “I mean, if you say so.” You tried hard not to laugh at his dirty comment, and you felt betrayed by the small giggle that came from your throat. He thought of the laugh as a win, and laughed with you. “There’s that smile I love.”

Eren left his apron in the kitchen and joined you in his bedroom after some cleaning up. You had offered your help, but he was persistent in denying your request. He instead walked you to the bedroom door, and shut it behind you once you were sitting on the bed. You could only hear the clanking of dishes being dropped and frantically thrown about the kitchen. It sounded like Eren needed your help, but you stayed sitting on the bed.

You waited quietly for his return; scrolling through your phone, counting the posters on his walls, turning on his radio and listening intently to the words of the songs that came on. It felt like Eren was cleaning his kitchen for nearly an hour before the door opened and he had reappeared. He looked tired, his eyes blinking slowly and his shoulders slumped forward with exhaustion.

“Come here,” You said with a taunting smile on your face, “You look like that kitchen kicked your ass.”

Eren giggled lightly, “It did, I am tapping out.” He fell onto the bed beside you, lying face down in the pillows behind your back. You looked over your shoulder at Eren, watching as he groaned into the soft pillowcases. “I am going to sleep, cuddle with me now.”

“So demanding.” You shifted and laid down beside Eren, pressing your body into his own. He felt warm against you, his chest gently rising and falling, rubbing against your side.

Eren moved closer to you, now turning so he was facing you and not the inside of the pillows. He leaned his head against your shoulder, throwing his arm over your chest to pull you in as close as humanly possible. You felt as he breathed in your smell, groaning lightly with every sniff - the idea of Eren liking your scent made you feel light inside, you hoped he sniffed his bedsheets when you left his house, wishing you had stayed.

Eren not so slyly put his hand under your shirt, feeling his way across your stomach and to your chest. His fingers were calloused and left a scratchy trail along your skin as he touched you. His hand gently cupped around your tit, and he smiled lightly to himself.

You raised your eyebrows at Eren, “‘You having fun?”

“Yeah, I’m having a lot of fun.” Eren glanced at you for a second, a newfound energy in his eyes. You assumed he probably wasn’t so tired from cleaning the kitchen anymore, he seemed to be wide awake now. “We could have more fun though, if you wanted.”

Of course you wanted to, you always wanted to.

Eren tilted his head back to you, and you landed your lips onto his. He leaned into your kiss, pressing his lips closer to yours, leaving the slightest bruise on your mouth. Your mouth opened slightly for him, and he pushed his tongue in, licking the roof of your mouth behind your front teeth. He was the best kisser you had ever had the privilege of kissing before, even his soft pecks made you desperately lean in for more.

Eren was pulling you on top of him in a swift move of his arms. You straddled his hips, sitting down on top of him and feeling his hardness underneath you. You rubbed yourself against him, loving the way his body felt against your clit. Eren’s hands moved their way from your hips to your back and he pulled you in for another kiss.

As you kissed Eren back, you moved your hips against him, breathing into his mouth with every touch. You could feel him squirming underneath you as well, bringing his hips up to meet the sensitive spot between your legs. You liked that he was using your body to feel good, the same way you were using his body.

You moved your lips down to his neck and as a thank you, Eren did something he knew you enjoy - he curled his fingers around your head, tightening his grip on your hair. You moaned when he pulled your hair slightly, and you felt him giggle into your mouth from your reaction. He pulled back from your lips, freeing his mouth enough to whisper into your ear.

“Do you like that, baby?” Eren whispered, kissing his way back down to your mouth.

You nodded, “Mhm.” You didn’t want to speak too much with him, only wanting to focus on the euphoric feeling between your legs. You never knew how much you missed Eren’s body until he was inside of you, or even just rubbing against you.

Eren slid his hands back under your shirt, quickly moving his fingers to your chest. He cupped your breasts, using his palms to rub your nipples. The feeling went straight to your clit, making you moan into his mouth with every movement of his hands and hips. You felt so overwhelmed by his body, a tightness forming in your lower abdomen.

“Don’t stop, please,” You whispered into Eren’s neck.

He fulfilled your request, he continued to touch you exactly as he was. He moved you back to the sitting position so he could have a better grip on your chest. You rode him, rubbing yourself on his body until that tightness had gone away and a seizing feeling took over your whole body. You felt complete satisfaction in every inch of your body, down to your feet and especially in between your hips which throbbed with pleasure.

You leaned back down to Eren’s lips, kissing him gently as a thank you for the exhilarating feeling he gave you. You kissed your way from his lips to his ear, and whispered to him gently.

“Now it’s your turn.” You brought your hand down to his hips, pushing your hand under his sweatpants when you were suddenly interrupted by a ringing.

Eren moved away from you, heading to the end of the bed, “Oh, pizza’s here. We’ll finish this after we eat, okay love?”

“Oh okay,” Your tone sounded slightly deflated, you had to admit you were a little annoyed by the timing of the pizza man and you were excited to make Eren feel good as well. But, he said you’d finish this after dinner, at least the moment wouldn’t end here.

Eren out of his bedroom and towards the front door. While he was gone, you walked towards his kitchen, wanting to get plates and water ready for the both of you. You filled two glasses as he talked with the delivery man, making new friends was Eren’s strong suit. You opened the freezer, hoping to find ice and instead finding some questionable containers.

You set the cups down, eyeing the containers suspiciously. You were sure they were meat of some kind; pig, cow, turkey even, it’s not like Eren ever admitted to being a vegetarian. But, the meat didn’t look right, the containers were filled with thick, dark red liquid and it sloshed around when you pulled it out of the freezer.

You brought the container close to your face, furrowing your eyebrows as you tried to search your entire mind for some answer to this question. Maybe Eren illegally hunted in the woods behind his house, that would explain why the meat looked so unprofessional. But, one thing you couldn’t wrap your head around was why Eren would name the animals he killed.

Written in large black letters was the name MELINDA on the lid of the plastic container. You hoped more than anything that Eren had just named a pig after his ex-girlfriend, but you had a sickening feeling in your stomach that told you that was wrong. You knew what kind of meat this was even if you refused to admit it.

You swallowed the feeling of wanting to throw up, when you quickly put Melinda back in the freezer. You grabbed the water glasses and turned around, wanting to place the drinks on the dining table before Eren made his return, but he had already returned. He stood in the doorway of his kitchen, looking at you as he shook his head, sighing with his words.

“I was really hoping you wouldn’t snoop around like the others,” Eren said disappointedly.

The cups dropped from your hands in fear, the glass exploded on the kitchen floor as the water created a large puddle on the tile. Your breaths felt far away, as if you were only breathing through a small straw. You put your hands up in defeat, trying to calm down the boy in front of you.

“Eren, baby,” You said cautiously, “Let’s talk about this before we act irrationally?”

Eren raised an eyebrow at you, “Yeah, let’s do that.”

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prophetparadox · 5 months

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DMC OC Week 2023 Day 4: Likes and Dislikes

A simple prompt, but a fun one nonetheless. Let's (mostly) ignore how much of a bastard Avalon is for this day of @dmc-oc-week-specialedition and look at the things he enjoys and doesn't enjoy! Not much else to say for this one, so let's go!

Likes:

Tim Curry movies (no matter how bad they are): Ever since he was a teenager, Avalon’s had quite the attraction to the actor. No matter the quality of the movie, the genre, or even if it’s supposed to be a kid’s movie, he’ll watch it. He’s committed if nothing else. Classic rock: What can I say? He’s a fan of the classics. Blue Oyster Cult, Ozzy Osbourne, Alice Cooper, Jimi Hendrix, the list goes on. Him being middle-aged doesn’t mean his music tastes have changed after all. He probably still has his old records too, the nerd. Black coffee: There’s just something about a black cup of coffee in the morning that he can’t describe. It tastes good and can make the difference when he needs it. Dry British humor: If there’s anything that can make him laugh, it’s this. Whether it’s Monty Python or Douglas Adams or Blackadder, it manages to make him chuckle without fail. Let him enjoy it, he’s usually a very grumpy man.

Dislikes:

Demons: I mean, this is probably obvious by now but I gotta list it. Ever since the fateful night where demons claimed his parents lives, he’s despised them completely. He wants nothing more than for demons to be eliminated entirely, hence why he’s so dedicated to their destruction. Hybrids are not exempt from this of course, as being any part demon makes one less than human to him. Covering-up the truth: Another one connected to the Red Grave incident. It infuriates him that incidents like the one he lived through would be hidden from the public. The world should know about the threat lurking behind the scenes, the people have a right to know! At least it’s harder to hide things these days, but the wounds never truly healed from that old incident. Modern tech: It’s not that he can’t figure out new computers and smartphones, he just doesn’t like them. The man still uses an old Nokia cell phone, for fuck’s sake. In his mind, a cell phone should be a phone more than anything else. He doesn’t care about all these apps and games, all he wants is to make calls and send text messages. No, he doesn’t have Uno, stop asking him! Sweets: He really doesn’t care for sweet foods. Sure, he’ll have something small every once in a while, but as a whole he’d rather not have any. He’s never been much of a fan of them, he’s always preferred bitter flavors.

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Piers: maybe we’re the real monsters not the zombies.

Chris: maybe I should beat you with a wrench.

@rebelwithoutacock here ya go

Sleep was near impossible out in the field. With monsters lurking around every corner, it was drilled into every BSAA soldier to keep one eye closed and the other open. Piers took the motto to heart as did his captain. Rest was a commodity neither of the men could afford at the moment, but they were both stubborn in their own right to admit it aloud as they each tossed and turned in their respective sleeping bags.

Piers was the first one to give in to his defeat. He sighed, taking notice that Chris's shoulders scrunched while the man turned to his right, facing away from him.

"Can't sleep either, can you?" Piers muttered.

"Not when you're talking," Chris huffed tiredly. "We have three hours. You better make the most of it."

"Right," Piers sighed. It was obvious the captain was in no mood for a conversation. Piers didn't hold it against Chris while he looked up at the sky, trying to count how many stars were up and about. He hoped at some point the action would make him tired enough.

Piers took in a deep breath, not able to help himself as a silly thought broached his brain.

"Chris?"

"Hm?"

"Do you sometimes think that maybe we're the real monsters and not the zombies?"

The growl that escaped from Chris could undo the most hardened of men as murmured bitterly.

"Maybe I should beat you with a wrench."

Piers suppressed a snort that wanted to escape him. He ended up smiling so big that his lips began to hurt.

"I wouldn't be too hasty. Whose gonna cover your ass from monsters when we storm the main branch?"

"I survived Raccoon City. I can survive a piece of shit terrorist and his black market buddies."

"Does it ever go away, the memory of that place?"

Chris at this point opened his eyes. He blinked a few times and furrowed his brows. A part of him wanted to tell Piers to shut up and back off, yet there was an honesty inside of himself that beckoned to come forth.

"No," Chris admitted. "No it doesn't."

"Figures." Piers sighed.

"How did you wind up in this field again?" Chris asked, curious as to why his comrade sounded disappointed.

"Besides you scouting me?" Piers quipped. He hesitated before answering. "I lost some men and women from my original team to a bio attack. Back when I was first training in the army. Every one of them zombified. You know, when you asked me to join you and I heard about what you experienced, I thought--finally. Someone that gets it."

Chris made a face, still facing away from his partner while he let the tale sink in, not having the heart to ask for anymore details.

"I know I've made some questionable choices earlier that almost got us killed, I'm sorry."

"No," Chris let out a deep breath through his nose. "I was too harsh. You know, if you want to talk about what happened back then, I'll listen."

Piers turned his head toward Chris, staring at his back while thinking the offer over.

"Maybe we can take a rain check. It's a long story."

"I'll hold you to it." Chris muttered.

"Chris,"

"Hm?"

"Everyone on the team is alright." Piers reassured, thinking about earlier on in the day how both he and Chris got separated from the main group. "We'll see them again."

Chris didn't say a word for he didn't have the stomach to tell Piers that the chances of that were unlikely. Especially when Chris himself looked back while they escaped, watching as men and women he had known for years were torn apart in a violent frenzy by ravenous creatures that eerily looked human.

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