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willowpains · 1 year

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DON’T STOP THE MUSIC

pairing: drew starkey x fem. reader!

summary: cast member reader goes out with the obx cast to a bar

warnings: mentions of alcohol, drinking, being tipsy

disclaimer: inspired by don’t stop the music by rihanna, the song always makes me daydream!

it was friday night, and after wrapping up filming for the day in Charleston, mostly everyone in the cast had decided that going out for drinks in town sounded like a solid plan, so after everyone gathered their things they split into cars to drive downtown into a bar JD had heard good things about.

you were in Austin’s car, and while he was driving, drew was sitting in the seat next to him, and left to chat and be the life of the drive where madelyn, madison and yourself in the back of the car.

you guys couldn’t stop laughing, making jokes and singing to the songs on the radio like you were all doing karaoke, and the boys in front of you just keep laughing and singing with you three.

every now and then drew would look back and lock eyes with you, sending you a playful wink or replying to a joke you made. this was something normal in your friendship, so it wasn’t something weird for your friends, even though they saw that the way you two acted was as if you two were more than friends.

but that was not the case, you two had instantly kicked it off, even though you had different personalities, that didn’t seem like a problem for you to become close and have a fun time whenever you were together.

at first, you were intimidated by drew. getting to be the new cast member in a show were everyone else already knew each other was hard, and then, when you realized that the person you needed to have more chemistry for the sake of your character was tall, handsome and with a sarcastic personality, it was safe to say you were scared.

but you quickly realized that everyone was really nice and welcoming, as well as getting to know drew and finding out that he was the sweetest man you had probably encountered. he always made sure you felt comfortable with him in every scene, cause even though his character was pretty violent, he always wanted to make sure you knew that it was all an act, and I mean, you two were great actors, and made a great match in the show.

so your friendship in real life was not something that came as a surprise to anybody, you had most of your scenes with him the first few days, so rehearsing and going through lines together was an everyday thing. and thats how you became an iconic duo, as the fans would call you two.

arriving at the bar, everyone gathered around at a table and ordered drinks, starting to chat and laugh at the jokes and funny stories from set everyone was sharing.

“y/n, we should do tequila shots!” madelyn suddenly gasped grabbing your arm, as she was seated next to you.

“that’s the best thing I’ve heard all night!” you answered looking at her “who’s down for some tequila shots?” you shouted so everyone could hear, and immediately approving noises were heard.

“we’re starting out strong huh?” drew asked, as he was seated next to you, sipping on his bear.

“we’re not wasting any time which is different” you smiled to him as you saw the waiter approach with many shot glasses and a bottle of tequila.

“then I guess we should get to it”

Drew got up and started pouring the alcohol on every glass, handing one to everyone as we all cheered.

“to great friendships and an awesome filming season!” chase shouted as we all cheered and clashed our shots together.

before i could take my shot, drew took my arm and tangled it with his so we could drink our shots together.

“we need to do it this way” he said as he finished crossing both our arms while we stood face to face holding our shot glasses.

“says who?” I asked laughing enjoying the dynamic way too much, as well as liking to have him that close to me.

“everyone knows it, this is the right way to do shots!” he shouted as he raised his hand a little ready to drink.

“let’s do it then”

I smiled before we both downed our shots at the same time.

after a few more rounds of shots, french fries and sloppy drinking from the bottle, people around started dancing and letting loose, which made us want to join the fun.

plus, the alcohol in our system definitely made us more confident than usual.

madelyn and chase were the first ones on the dance floor, while the rest of us stayed drinking and eating at the table, watching them like they were part of a rom com.

after a few songs had passed, drew stood up next to me and offered me his hand.

“let’s dance” he said as he gave me a smile.

he knew I couldn’t say no. not when he looked at me like that.

I quickly took his hand as he guided us to the dance floor, where everyone was singing and jumping up and down, moving to the rhythm of the songs.

i was glad the lights were dim, because the blush on my cheeks was something that I couldn’t hide, not when the alcohol made me react to him like it always happened.

Do you know what you started? I just came here to party, but now we're rockin' on the dance floor, actin' naughty

around us, everyone was dancing, and staying apart was difficult, so we found ourselves dancing very close to each other. not that we would’ve liked it any other way.

“I didn’t know you liked dancing” i shouted a little, getting close to him so he could hear me over the music, which was a lot louder in the dance floor.

he smiled while letting out a laugh.

“I’m not the biggest fan, but I know you do love doing it” he answered leaning down as he took my hand and gave me a little spin making me giggle.

lord did he make me feel some type if way.

“so if I told you I love going to the beach and swimming in the ocean at midnight, would you come with me?” I asked getting closer to him, looking into his eyes.

he smirked while he let out a small laugh, leaning down on my ear.

“I would go anywhere with you, even if you didn’t ask me to”

Your hands around my waist just let the music play, we’re hand in hand, chest to chest, and now we're face to face

his hands held me by the waist, while we swayed slowly side to side, trying not to stay still in between the sea of bodies jumping up and down to the music around us.

my hands went from resting on his chest, to around his neck, letting them hang on his back, making us closer than ever.

i could feel his gaze on my lips, as I couldn’t tear my eyes from his, being fully captivated by the blue color, that seemed darker under the lights in the bar.

“I really wanna kiss you right now” drew said as one of his hands went from my waist to my cheek, brushing some of the hair out of my face.

I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol, or the adrenaline of him telling me that, but i was scared that he could hear or feel how fast my heart was beating, almost wanting to get out and answer for myself.

“and what’s stopping you?” it almost felt like a whisper, but his smile gave away that he had listened to me.

so he closed the distance between us.

his lips were soft and hungry at the same time, like he had been waiting to do that for a long time. and i wouldn’t be surprised, because this was something i had found myself daydreaming of a few times.

one of his hands still held me by the waist, as the other one was between my cheek and my neck, keeping our faces together, and i didn’t want us to pull apart.

how long can someone survive without breathing? I’d be willing to find out.

Don't you feel the passion ready to explode? what goes on between us no one has to know, this is a private show

after breaking the kiss, i rested my head in his chest, attempting to hide my smile while trying to catch my breath.

“oh don’t go shy on me now doll” he said as he slowly lifted my face with one of his hands, softly stroking my cheek.

his eyes softened as his smile took over most of his face, and he laughed a little when he saw my flustered state.

“will it make you feel better if I told you that i had been wanting to do that for a long time?” he said as he looked me in the eyes.

drew just couldn’t let me compose myself.

“now you’re just bluffing” i said as i hit him in the chest in a playful way.

he laughed with me in between his arms, as i placed my hands in his chest, looking up to him with a smile on my face.

“did you really never noticed how down bad i was for you?” he asked as his arms kept holding me close to him.

I smiled as I confidently stood on the tips of my toes and kissed him again, this one being a bit shorter that the other one.

he smiled looking to the side trying to hide his now rising blush.

“I guess i thought something a couple of times, but i didn’t wanted to disappoint myself, it could’ve all been in my head” I said honestly.

drew turned to look at me, and we stayed like that for a bit, staring at each other, being close, and soaking in what had just happened between us.

“well, for the record, this is real” he said motioning to us “and it was never in your head”

drew leaned down and pecked my lips.

“let’s get out of here” he took my hand in between his as we started walking towards the exit.

“what about the rest?” I asked trying to find them in the now crowded bar, while we headed to the door.

“they’ll figure it out” he laughed as we were now on the parking lot.

“and where are we going?” my eyes locked with his, that shined under the moonlight.

drew smiled while he held me between his arms.

“I’m taking you for a swim at midnight, just like you wanted”.

*I loved this one<3

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mystic-writings · 4 months

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tangled up (in strings of emotion) | wilbur soot

PAIRING – wilbur soot x fem!streamer!reader, implied wilbur x shubble

REQUEST – anon - Hi! ok so, i had a very angsty idea. basically, we all know how wilbur had a crush on shubble? basically, my idea is that wilbur and streamer!reader have been dating for a while and the internet loves them (as they should) and reader and shubble are good friends like reader, shubble and niki are all like an iconic trio, but then wilbur starts to distance from reader and spend more time with shubble and you know who catches on first? james. and then jack figures it out, and tommy and niki and the band all have it figured out and niki (i love niki more than life itself) tells reader and the readers like “fuck you, it’s me or her william.” with prompt 9 from “angst prompt 2”?? i feel like that would be really really cool and your angst is absolutely *chefs kiss* :) if you don’t wanna do it that’s fine! just a thought, have a lovely day!!

PROMPT – 9. “don’t make me choose.”

SUMMARY – you finally find out why your relationship with wilbur is falling apart, even if you didn’t see the signs.

WARNINGS – angst, hurt/no comfort, tw cheating mentions

WORD COUNT – 2,720

NOTES – i listened to haunted by tswift the entire time i wrote this bc it matches so well tbh | first fic of 2024 & no surprise, it’s ANGST !!

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How have you been so blissfully ignorant all this time?

These past few years of your life, the ones you once looked back upon as the best of your life thus far, were tainted with a dark stain.

You don’t know how you missed it. All the signs were there, but maybe you were just too happy to believe that something could’ve been wrong in the first place.

Being a streamer, and a successful one at that, was a blessing you never thought you’d have. It led you to all of your best friends, and to your boyfriend of nearly three years. Wilbur Soot, more commonly known now as Will Gold, who you met through your friends Niki and Shelby. It felt like it was fate, meeting him. You were at a point in life where things just felt sour all the time, and you barely had the energy to create content at the time. Then, around the beginning of January 2020, Niki asked if you wanted to make a video with her, Philza, and Wilbur, and from there things were history.

After starting dating over the internet for a while, and with the lockdowns coming and going frequently, you and Wilbur met for the first time in his tiny flat in London. It was amazing, spending that time together, just the two of you. Deciding to make things public and when was a tough decision, but you thought it would be safer to do so after you took the jump and moved to England. You’d never forget that conversation, sitting on your kitchen counter at 4am.

“And you’re sure you want to do that?” Wilbur asked. “I mean, moving here, moving across the country just so we can be together it’s- it’s-”

“A big step, Will. I know. But it’s been almost a year, you know. Restrictions are lifting soon. And I want to be with you. I want to be able to see Tommy and Phil and Niki and Jack easier. I want to be happy.” You told him. “I know I have Shelby here, and I love her with everything I have, but she’s the only thing here and it’s just not enough anymore. I need you.”

After a long, anxiety-inducing silence, Wilbur sighed. “I know. I need you too. I just want to make sure you’re making the right decision here, you know? I don’t want you to have gone through all that trouble just to get here and find you don’t like it, or something happens and you have to go back, anyway.”

You shook your head, even though your boyfriend couldn’t see you. “Nothing’s going to go wrong, Wilbur. I know what I want. And besides, there’s no place on Earth I wouldn’t live if it meant I could live with you.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“You should go to sleep. It’s almost 5 in the morning. You need rest.” Wilbur told you, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“I know, I know. I’ll talk to you later, though. I promise.”

“Alright, darling. Love you.”

“Love you, too, Will.”

And it was after a long, unnecessarily stressful process with customs and gathering the right papers, that you finally moved in with Wilbur, who began renting an apartment in Brighton not long after the process began.

Over a several-week-long process, you met all of your best friends in person for the first time, and it was the best few weeks of your life. Niki especially was excited to meet you, and she was one of the first to do so.

Life for the next year or so was amazing to say the least. Yours and Wilbur’s respective careers were taking off, his in music and yours in streaming and on YouTube. Everything was coming out on top for the both of you, and for all of your friends.

Until now, you were the happiest you’ve felt in a very long time.

You and Wilbur had been travelling for his tour for a while now, both of you putting off streaming to travel with the rest of Lovejoy for their very first American tour. Christmas was closing in, and you were in California, visiting Shelby, Quackity, and a ton of other friends that you hadn’t seen in a long time.

Wilbur’s show was amazing, as per usual, and you and Shelby spent the whole night glued to one another. Will, like he normally did during the performances when you were in the crowd, kept tossing loving glances your way for most of the set. He even dragged Quackity on stage to cover a song with him. It was truly amazing.

The trip to see your friends, and the rest of the tour overall, was amazing. After it ended and you all went back to England, you noticed a shift in Wilbur’s behaviour. At first you assumed it was just work stress and post-tour burnout of sorts, but soon it became very apparent that it wasn’t directed at anyone but you.

You spent a lot of time around Wilbur and your friends, as group hangouts became very common since you were both gone for so long. They were normally hosted at Tommy’s flat or James’, sometimes Jack’s house or round yours. It was always fun, though, and that’s what mattered.

Streams became frequent again, both solo and with whoever was available at the time, planned or not. You even did a subathon for your birthday that lasted a week and a half. You invited everyone in the area to come over for cake, called those who were too far away and everything; it truly was a wonderful birthday.

Content creation was always unpredictable, and everyone’s lives were hectic, so you weren’t too surprised when Shelby stopped communicating with you as frequently over the next few months. The summer of 2023 seemed to be busy for everyone, including yourself.

You were helping Tommy with his tours and upcoming plans, and your own plans for the future had you being pulled every which way. Wilbur even bought a house for the two of you, despite the rift that was still forming between the two of you. He spent most nights in his office, playing video games or working on music.

Still, even with the distance between you, you never would’ve guessed that the others could see it, too.

It started with James giving you odd looks whenever you’d excuse Wilbur’s lack of presence at hangouts, even when they were at your house. Then Niki, who asked if you were okay on more than one occasion. Then Jack, who came to you about an editing problem and brought up how you hadn’t mentioned Wilbur in a little while, and whose mood seemed to sully when you shrugged and told him it was because he was very busy right now. Then one by one, it seemed everyone was catching onto it, and you nearly shouted at them to leave you alone, because it was your relationship and you didn’t see any problems.

Even if Wilbur barely slept in the same bed as you anymore. Even if he rarely ever touched or kissed you anymore.

Niki. Poor, unfortunate Niki, was the first to find out why. She never told you how, or who told her, but she was the only one who knew. She came to you with it on a beautiful Friday afternoon, a day where you both decided to not stream in favour of a nice, relaxing afternoon in your backyard, drinking coffee at a little table in your garden, full of flowers and flourishing at your hand and hard work.

She’d seemed off to you the entire time she was there, quietly sipping on her second cup of coffee and admiring the flowers.

“Are you okay, Niki?” You’d asked, eyeing her with concern.

Her eyes snapped to yours from the peonies beside her. “What? I’m fine, Y/n, don’t worry.”

“You sure?” You asked. “You seem… off. Like something’s bothering you. If you want to talk, we can, I mean, we’ve been friends for long enough that you can tell me anything you want. You know that, right?”

“Of course, I’m not an idiot.” She stated, fiddling with her fingers. Her stature was small, eyes attempting to steer clear of your gaze and finding solace in her mug. “I just- I don’t know if you’ll like what I have to say, and I don’t want to hurt you. You’re my best friend.”

You smiled gently at the girl. “Don’t worry, Niki. If there’s something you need to tell me, I’m sure I can handle it. You can’t hurt me that badly.”

Your smile faltered when Niki’s weary eyes met yours. “Y/n, I’m so sorry. I only found out last night, and I hate to be the one to tell you, especially because it’s not any of my business, I just felt that you needed to know, I-”

“Niki, calm down,” you reached out to place your hand atop hers, and she turned it over to grip it in return. “What’s going on?”

“It’s Wilbur.” She sighed, and your heart rate skyrocketed. “I know why he’s not acting himself around you.”

“Is he okay? I mean, he’s healthy right?” You asked. “Why wouldn’t he tell me this himself?”

“Because he didn’t want you to know.” She said, tears forming in her eyes. “He’s not sick or anything, Y/n. He’s… he’s in love with someone else.”

The world around you could’ve set fire and you wouldn’t have known. Niki’s words rang in your ears, and your heart plummeted from the place in your chest, as if Wilbur himself had dropped it from the safe place you put it; right into his hands.

“With who? Do I know her?”

Niki only nodded, sniffling and blinking away her tears while yours threatened to fall. After a long silence and a heavy sigh, she squeezed your hand again and opened her mouth, her next words coming out shakily. “It’s… Y/n, it’s Shelby.”

You pulled your hand from hers. “What?”

“They’ve been talking for months now. She told me last night and I haven’t spoken to her since then,” Niki swore. “She said she feels bad for doing this to you, especially because she rejected Wilbur for a long time and you’re best friends. I guess she couldn’t stop herself after a while. I don’t know. All she said was that Wilbur initiated it.”

“She still participated.” You said, words lined with tears. “Do you know how long he’s been… been pursuing her?” You nearly gagged on the words.

Niki nodded. “Since the LA performance in December.”

Somehow, your heart fell further than it did before.

Finding out was a blessing and a curse, really. Everything started to make sense once you truly thought it over. All those nights holed up in his office lately, the distance that formed after the tour ended. Those loving glances during the LA show. Somehow, you could tell now that they weren’t for you.

After you talked and cried more about it with Niki, she left to go tend to her cats in her apartment, and offered a place to stay if you needed it.

You spent hours on the couch, anxiously awaiting Wilbur’s return from the studio. Your stomach turned with the thought that he could be on the phone with Shelby right now, chatting and making her laugh and telling her how much he felt for her. You almost broke when you wondered if he’d ever told her he loved her.

Finally, well after sundown, the door creaked open and shut. In walked Wilbur, guitar case gripped in one hand, shoulders sagging from the weight of the day.

“Hello, love.” You said, barely looking at him, words cold as ice.

He tossed a quick glance at you. “Hi, darling. How was your day?”

“Good.” You said, watching him lean the guitar against the arm of the couch, lazily kissing your head as he did.

Somehow, after all these months of being emotionally distant, Wilbur could tell something was wrong. “You okay?” He asked as he headed to the kitchen on the opposite side of the house.

With a sigh, you stood up and clenched your fists. Might as well get it over with. “What’s going on with you lately, Will?”

His brows furrowed as he stopped in the doorway, turning to face you. “What d’you mean? I’m fine, darling.”

“No you’re not.” You said. “You’ve been distant, and for a while now. You’ve been borderline avoiding me. It’s like you’re not even in a relationship with me! Like you don’t want to be in a relationship with me anymore! Did you know our friends have noticed? Every time I show up to a gathering without you they ask what’s wrong. Where you are. And I have nothing to say because I didn’t think anything was wrong.”

Wilbur sighed, face scrunched with indignation. “That’s because nothing’s wrong. I’m just busy.”

“Really? What, busy talking to Shelby?”

Wilbur’s face fell, the colour going with it.

“Yeah, don’t act surprised, Will. I know.” You said, the emotion finally flowing back to you. “I know you’ve been seeing my best friend behind my back. I know you’ve been pursuing her for a year. Niki told me. She said you’ve been after Shelby, wearing her down, trying to get her to go behind everyone’s back. After all this time, after everything we’ve been through, and you cheat on me with her of all people? My best friend. The woman who helped introduce us and you didn’t think I’d find out at some point?”

“Look, it’s not what you think, I just-”

“Just what, Wilbur?” You asked, biting back a sob. “Just wanted to use me to get to her? I don’t even know why you asked me out in the first place. I knew you had a crush on her before we started dating.” You breathed a shaky sigh, wiping the tears from your cheeks. “I guess I was just naive enough to think you’d gotten over it. Maybe you did, for a little while.”

“I swear, it’s nothing like that, Y/n. I love you, I do.” He pleaded. “Just let me explain everything, please.”

“I don’t want to hear it. I can’t believe you, Wilbur. You bought a house for us! I moved here for you! We were building a life together! And you tore it all down for her!” You screamed. The neighbours could probably hear you by now, but you didn’t care. You needed to let everything out. “I left my family behind, my life behind for you. That’s how much I love you. I guess you just don’t love me enough to do the same.”

“Y/n, don’t- I love you, too. We can fix this, I swear. I promise.”

“Fuck you.” You spat, catching Wilbur off guard. “You don’t love me. Not enough to cheat on me with one of my best friends. So fuck you, William. It’s me or her. You don’t get to have us both. I won’t put myself through that.”

Wilbur’s eyes filled with emotion, with indecision. “Don’t. Please, Y/n, don’t make me choose.”

You stepped closer to him, fury burning through you. “Fine, then I will. I don’t know what the hell you thought you could do when you got yourself into this, but you’re sure as hell not gonna keep dating me.”

Before Wilbur could speak, you were marching upstairs to your bedroom – the room you spent more time in than Wilbur did – texting Niki on your way to pack a bag. Your heart was crumbling to dust in your chest, and the emotion was finally replacing whatever temporary anger you felt, crashing through you like waves, putting out the fire within you.

Wilbur begged and pleaded as you packed your bag, but you didn’t listen. You just packed whatever was necessary, whatever you could think to bring for the night. You’d come back for the rest later.

15 minutes later, after a quiet Uber ride, you were sitting in Niki’s living room, crying and wondering what you were going to do next. Because you changed your life for Wilbur, and it was his reckless betrayal that tore it all down around you.

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earthtooz · 2 years

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𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑳𝑹𝒀

synopsis: todoroki is a gentleman, even when he's stood you up

warnings: very brief and very mild humiliation, todoroki being majestic (yes that's a warning), fluff!!! todoroki calls the reader beautiful n shit, gn!reader

wc: 1k

todoroki is a gentleman. through and through.

he pulls your chair out for you, he opens the door and lets you go first, he holds your hand in assistance when you are wearing shoes a little too risky to be walking in or when you are fixing how it fits, he gives you his jacket when nights are too cold, he kisses your hand as he gazes up at you with wonder in his eyes, and he goes above and beyond by spoiling you whenever he feels like it or whenever you need it, and despite how you always protest against him wasting money on you, one cold look from him paired with a chilly ‘i insist’ will always shut you up.

chivalry exists!

so why are you sitting in the middle of a lively, three michelin star restaurant, wondering why you've been stood up?

the heaters are on but all you can feel is the chilliness of desertion, no longer comfortable in the outfit that made your jaw drop when you first saw it in the mirror.

you just wanted to go home.

todoroki wasn't answering your calls or texts, and you knew work ended a while ago for him so what gives? where could he be?

it's been almost an hour since you sat down, bypassing the regulations that the restaurant has for how long you can occupy a table. when you make eye contact with the waiter who has been so very polite and hesitating to come bother you, you know it's time to leave.

you'd rather not get kicked out in front of a crowd of expensive-looking people with high incomes to match. regardless, you felt rather humiliated.

the walk of shame out the restaurant isn't pleasant either. with an empty stomach and an even emptier heart, you're texting todoroki one more time, informing him that you're about to leave.

except the text never gets sent because to your right, you hear the iconic, sharp crystallisation of your boyfriend's quirk, getting louder and louder. glancing towards the direction of the sound, the familiar sight of your illegally beautiful partner takes your breath away despite his dishevelled appearance and frantic expression. his white hair has completely tangled with his red strands and whilst one palm is emitting ice, the other is on flames, melting the ice path he left behind.

when he meets your eyes, a lovestruck look appears.

sliding to a stop just a few feet away from you, a chill runs up your spine from the frost.

he doesn't say anything except stare at you wide-eyed, lips slightly parted, jagged huffs and pants escaping his fluctuating chest as he tries to catch his breath and slow his heart rate. now that he’s up close, you can see that there are ice in some strands of hair.

at least he made an effort to show up presentable. he looks breathtaking in his button down and slacks, paired with a somewhat loose tie.

"hello, shouto," you greet with a nod, breaking the silence.

his eyes scan you up and down, "you look beautiful."

you feel heat crawl up your neck at his compliment, but you don't really know how to further address him. the irritation that bubbles within you due to his flakiness is beginning to boil, and you don't mean to be harsh... but you don't really want to see him right now.

todoroki snaps out of his trance, meeting your eyes once more with panic in them, "i'm sorry," he takes a deep breath, "i didn't mean to be late and i promise i didn't forget. i got carried away with work at the agency."

his words are curt and quick but you know better. as ever, todoroki isn’t a man of many words that can express how he’s feeling. he's worried.

"thank you for your apology, shouto," you murmur but your grace does nothing to calm the nervousness raging inside him. todoroki is familiar with you, he knows every little quirk of yours so the fact that you were slightly facing away from him with your arms crossed over your chest is a blatant indicator that you haven't forgiven him.

"you have every right to be mad at me, y/n, i'm really sorry," he suddenly perks up as if he’s remembered something. then from somewhere (his back pocket, perhaps?) he presents you a devastatingly beautiful bouquet of flowers and if you looked hard enough, some petals were singed and burnt as a result of his fire. "here."

"thank you, shouto. they're beautiful."

"you are more so."

you hate the way your traitorous body reacts to him, but there's always something about receiving a compliment from a man who has been sculpted by the gods and written by a woman, "you flatter me."

"i'm serious. you look absolutely stunning and i can't help but feel like a jerk that i let you down."

he stuffs his hands in his pockets, a frown tugging at his lips. it makes your heart ache. you really needed to learn how to resist him.

but that could be reserved for another time as you take a step towards him, resting a hand on his shoulder and placing a kiss on his cheek. he relaxes against you, hands instinctively coming to hold your waist.

"i am still mad at you," you reaffirm, "but i'm thankful that you came."

when you part, he tightens his grasp on you as a silent way of expressing that he doesn't want you too far away. you begin to pick the fragments of ice clinging to his hair and you're just about done when the rumbling of your stomach catches todoroki's attention, a reminder of his negligence.

he frowns again, guilt washing over him once more.

"do you still want our reservation or would you like to go home to eat?"

"isn't it too late to try and get a table?"

"i think i could do something about that," he offers you a small, intimate smile, one that has you melting into his grasp as you chuckle at his statement.

the number 3 hero could definitely do something about a last minute reservation.

"besides, i’d love to show you off. it's up to you though, what would you like, beautiful?"

"well, you have been wanting me to try this spot, and we are here so why not?”

todoroki takes the hand you placed on his shoulder and guides it to his lips, you can feel his smile against your skin, “your wish is my command.”

#todoroki x reader #bnha x reader #my hero academia x reader #mha x reader #mha #bnha #my hero academia #todoroki shouto x reader #shouto x reader #shoto x reader #shoto fluff #shoto x reader fluff #shouto x reader fluff #shoto fic #shoto drabble #shouto fic #shouto drabble #todoroki shoto x reader

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pinnie!

what if Santi's mistress/the person who bought him was vesper's match (let's just say Santi sparred us is bc we are a bad bitch not bc we are his match tho I do think vesper and Santi sharing a match is interesting)

when the new queen moves in she just walks in with Santi while giving vesper the biggest puppy dog eyes ever "can I please keep my horny guy? he'll be good I promise"

Santi did not expect to see you at the auction.

This is a surface auction, and not even the most opulent of them, what is the very Queen of Lust doing here?! Every other poor concubus in the line up was aware of this too.

Because even if they had never seen Vesper, even if the King wasn't there himself, you reeked of the most powerful incubus in the Hells. Not to mention the marks spread across your skin...

Santi just had to go home with you. For kicks.

The incubus plays his part well, targeting you specifically, using every trick in the book to force your attention on him, and subtly snapping at any other concubus present who was still composed enough to have the same idea.

There's a giant grin on his face as the two of you walk together, escorted by your luxurious vehicle and guards, venturing through the rifts that lead to Lust. Santi knows this path like the back of his hand, but he plays stupid anyway, always eager to ask for your perspective on things and all too happy to slide his hands anywhere. As his old friend's lover, as a Queen, he'd be remiss not to make your purchase worth the hassle.

The first red flag for you should be that Santi actively greets some of the harem members when you bring him to the mansion. The second is the face Vesper makes when he turns around to see you two. The demonlord cackles at your question.

" Santi, back on the auction blocks, are you? " The King playfully chastises, coming over to slap a large hand on the incubus' shoulder while you stand there in visible bewilderment.

" Can you blame me? It's usually so amusing. Besides, I get to see the world this way, hm? " The smaller incubus winks. " Just never think I'd find my way back home. Escorted by my lovely new Mistress here- "

Both of them chuckle, Vesper sliding his knuckles over your cheek sweetly before removing the leash from your grasp and using it to harshly, jarringly pull at Santi's tits, twisting the length of it around his forearm. The demon you bought screams out a moan so loud it rattles the walls, biting at his lips hard as the delicious tangle of pain and pleasure renders him speechless.

" Vixen, you have a great eye for pretty toys! " Vesper seems legitimately happy about the situation. " But this one here- " There's a sharper tug that makes Santi have to stand on his very toes, keening. " It would be a crime to keep it sealed within my walls. "

A mock-pout graces the Icon's features. " I'm afraid it's a catch and release, sweetness. "

" But- I paid for him! That's not fair! " You bark at the Lord of Lust.

" You did pay for him, yes! " Vesper consoles, finally letting up so Santi can sway in place and rub at his sore chest. " And you can have Santi whenever you please, but- "

He bends towards you, placing a gentle peck to your forehead. " Trust me, his shenanigans are too funny to keep him at the mansion. You'll understand soon enough. "

Squinting, your pout remains, looking longingly at the pretty incubus you just bought yet will apparently have to let go of eventually.

The King claps a hand over the recovering high-ranker's back, getting an 'oof' in response. " So sugardick, how about you spend the night here with me and my Queen? Just like old times. "

Santi snickers. " Just like old times. "

#Vesper oc #Santi oc

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How did Bluestar lose her nine lives? I’ve always been curious about the time period between BP and TPB but the books of that time just…aren’t good

I think it's unfortunate they never did anything interesting (PLAGUE) in that time period, because I think (VIOLENCE) it would have made a great setting for prequel books. In BB I think it's one of the most interesting periods of history, because soo much is being set up in that time.

In BB we call that this timeslot the Late Campaign Era and the Early Broken Era.

I'll share the rough "sketch" in my head for how Bluesy loses her 9 lives in BB, BUT you have to promise to take it with a grain of salt because only the last few are plot relevant.

Wrecklessness I feel like there's a phrase for this in Clanmew; leaders tend to lose their first lives to a lack of caution. The power boost makes you feel invincible. It was something ridiculous, like fighting a hawk.

Saving Thistleclaw from a car She TOLD him not to run onto the road, he was about to die EXACTLY like Snowfur and she saved his dumb ass. He was uncharacteristically quiet for a few months after this, but it didn't last.

Large Predator At some point, Darkkit and Cricketkit wandered off and Bluestar joined the patrol to find them. She had to tangle with a large predator, and medical treatment got delayed long enough that infection set in. She died, but StarClan purged the infection and she was able to recover. I like the idea that treatment got delayed because there was a sudden blizzard and she pulled the kits into the (now empty because she killed that animal) predator's den to stay warm.

Sunningrocks She got launched off the rocks and tossed in the river. UNRESTRAINED SUMMER FUN

Plague It was in style at the time. All the girlies were getting matching buboes.

Retrieving Barley Junior and Violet Junior from BloodClan This was after Lizardstripe had died, but it was the last time she ever met up with her Forget-Me-Nots. It was a last hurrah. I do sometimes consider shuffling this to be BEFORE the Plague death though, to a time when Lizzy would be alive.

Rats or Equivalent I'm open to changing this death to something else as long as it still happens in TPB, since it's the narrative introduction to how leader lives work.

Greencough Like canon, don't see a need to change it.

The Gorge Iconic death. A swan dive right into the hearts and minds of every blown-away 10-year-old who read the scene.

BB!Bluestar was 13-ish when she died, and assumed power when she was about 6. Brokenstar took power in ShadowClan a couple years after she did, ending the Chivalric Period.

#Better bones au #BB!TPB

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wannab-urs · 6 months

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The Spreadsheet Digest - Vol 25

Hi Friends!!

It has been... a week. I didn't get a whole lot of reading done. But I did absolutely adore every single thing I read this week. I think, if I can count, I read 12 new fics this week. Also tried out yet another new format: Author summaries (or my quick one if there wasn't one) included with the rec.

As always you can find all of my previous fic recs here. Feel free to tag me in your fics and I'll add them to my TBR (please understand that my TBR is long as hell and it might take a while for me to get to it)

Fic recs below the (baby) Pedro!

Me and My Husband a Din series by @beskarandblasters

Summary: Din Djarin is doing what any typical Mandalorian would be doing after reclaiming Mandalore, finding a riduur and settling down. He’s still a member of the Guild on Nevarro, taking bounties here and there to support his new family. But when he meets you while you’re working the front desk at an inn on Naboo, he finds himself hooked, feeling like he’s found something new and exciting in his now mundane life. How long can he keep up appearances with his riduur? And how long can he keep his little secret with you?

This is the first married!Din series I’ve ever seen (not saying it doesn’t exist, but I haven’t seen it), so this is for my infidelity loving Din Girlies. I love how awkward and just plain bad at flirting Din is in this. And you’ll hear this a lot from me in my reblogs but POOR MAY!! I’m so excited for the rest of this series.

Oh, Honey a Joel series by @lincolndjarin

Summary: you’ve been given a gift. a fresh start in a brand new place, the sleepy little town of Honey, WV. a distant aunt has passed away and left you a little plot of land and her camper, the stars must be aligning for you because the local mortician is looking for an assistant and you’re desperate for the work experience. your new employer even offers to set you up with her brother-in-law! things are looking up, you’ve got a brand new home, a new town, a hot date, (and thanks to a series of bear attacks that started immediately after your arrival) you have more than enough work to keep you busy!

Oh look Gin is reading another monsterfucking fic…. Shocker. But anywayyyy, I love the buildup in this. It’s got such a good suspenseful plot. And I love that reader goes a lil off the rails and everyone is fuckin gaslighting her aghhhhhh. Oh also baby Ellie is in this and that is adorable. The lore and the worldbuilding in this are to die for, I feel like I’m reading a mystery novel.

A Heart For Eating a Joel series by @motherofagony

Summary: a vicious raider attack robs you of human connection and lights a fire of destruction in your life in jackson. joel's fixated on you, and your lives tangle. revenge becomes a needful thing.

I love Joel’s characterization in this so much. He’s a grumpy bastard, but he’s got that wonderful protective caregiver thing going on. If you’re a fan of some mild love as consumption, injured men (and taking care of them (joel)), christ side wounds, and gorgeous storytelling this is the one.

Go Ahead, I dare ya a Javi P two shot by @chronically-ghosted

Summary: 1. No sex. 2. No touching yourself. 3. No orgasms. 4. No murdering your annoying DEA partner. A Javier Peña-shaped riff on that iconic Star Wars fic.

The TENSION!!!! The BUILDUP!!!! This fic drove me crazy dude. It’s so will they won’t they the whole fucking time right up until they do. Javi is perfectly written and reader is a perfect match for his bullshit.

Wet Work a Frankie one shot by @loversandantiheroes

Summary: Frankie accidentally discovers how to make you squirt

I???? It’s a fic where Frankie makes you squirt three times like what else do I even have to say? It’s on your kitchen table! And you call him a good boy! This fic is devastatingly hot.

Frankie Breathplay Drabble a Frankie drabble by @ozarkthedog

Summary: Frankie chokes you while you ride him

Got tagged in this lovely little drabble and ummmm oh my god? Breathplay is a little bit of an understatement for what this is. It borders on dark!frankie (in my personal opinion), which I adore. He’s choking you out while you ride him. Like that’s what’s happening. Asphyxiation but make it sexy.

Real Gods Require Blood a Joel one shot by @proxima-writes

Summary: You think you’re as good as dead when a band of raiders find you. In what you think are your final moments, an angel appears. His name is Joel Miller, and he is here to deliver you from evil.

CULT JOEL! CULT JOEL!!! I love how fucking scary Joel is in this. It’s like if the stuff that happened to canon joel got all mixed up with some religious trauma and made him go a little crazy. I loved this so much. It was quietly terrifying, beautifully written. I love the ending so much too… not gonna spoil it but AHHHH

The Locksmith a The Thief series by @oonajaeadira

Summary: A Thief you’ve known for years and have conflicting feelings for brings you a gift. The gift is a not only a puzzle in itself, but part of a larger mystery, one only you can crack.

I’m like 3 or 4 chapters into this series and I love it so much. The Thief with a locksmith reader is just such a good idea and I love how he ropes her into situations. He’s such a smooth talker ugh. The opera chapter? Pls. I gotta go finish this series now actually AH.

The Haunting of Dieter Bravo a Dieter one shot by @idolatrybarbie

Summary: "ghosts aren't real, except when they are."

As a paranormal horror slut, it really felt like this fic was written for me… (f’me, if you will, Bea). Dieter being Dieter and reader being done with his shit and then they get HAUNTED. I love it. The suspense is so good. I was actually a lil freaked out.

Everyone at this party's a vampire a Dieter one shot by @idolatrybarbie

Summary: "you look so pretty like this."

This is funny because Dieter is an idiot, but reader is so hot??? Anyway sexy vampire lady lures Dieter’s dumbass into getting murked and it’s wonderful.

Intimidation Tactics a Dave/Marcus P series by @whataperfectwasteoftime

Summary: You and your partner, Marcus Pike, are investigating a case that brings you far too close to something much more dangerous than your average art thief.

I haven’t quite finished this yet (actually just got to the big action scene), but I am so in love with this fic. I already adore the way Penny writes Marcus, but then we get her Dave too. And Dave has all these elements of movie Dave – badass, sexy, a little scary – but we also get to see him be sweet and protective and playful and I love it so much. And then also I think everyone knows I’m a big ol slut for a MMF fic and the dynamic between Marcus and Dave is so fucking good. Little baby enemies to lovers plotline and GOD their chemistry is off the charts.

Just Friends a Javi P two shot by @joelsgreys

Summary: You’re planning to have sex for the first time and you’re nervous—Javi offers to show you a thing or two, but just as friends of course.

I really love the way Vee writes Javi, man. He’s arrogant, annoying, rude, snarky… but also protective, sweet, and very ummmm giving. The banter is fuckin unmatched. And the mutual pining? PLEASE. I’m obsessed.

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Apologies to anyone whose series I normally keep up with... I've been a lil scatterbrained.

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Happy Reading!

#fic recs #the spreadsheet digest #fanfiction recommendations #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro fics #pedro pascal character fanfiction #din djarin fics #frankie morales fics #javier pena fics #javi p fics #joel miller fics #dave york fics #marcus pike fics #dieter bravo fics #the thief fics

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matching Tangle and Whisper icons i made for me and my partner! feel free to use with credit <3

#tangle the lemur #whisper the wolf #sonic the hedghog fanart #sonic idw fanart #tangle x whisper #hey look art

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shelovesmyheartshapedsunglasses · 10 months

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things in pop culture that the apollo cabin and will have introduced nico to

disney movies, especially tangled (nico doesn’t stop teasing will for weeks).

taylor swift. will’s favorite album is speak now, while nico’s more into evermore.

one direction and harry styles.

britney spears.

classic movies like the breakfast club, jennifer’s body (nico loves it), legally blonde (nico tolerates it), mean girls, but i’m a cheerleader, pitch perfect, all three back to the futures, beetlejuice, footloose, the truman show, and the princess bride.

queer icons like cher, lady gaga, madonna, trixie mattel, lil nas x (nico spends one night watching his music videos, hence why he knows about montero and will is completely clueless), and david bowie.

broadway. nico’s favorite is bare: the pop opera, will’s is waitress, kayla’s is grease (she taught nico how to do the hand-jive), and austin’s is in the heights (the movie makes him and will sob). nico and will both have a soft spot for hadestown post-tartarus, and will likes to sing “all i’ve ever known” to him. he’s tried to get nico to sing “promises” with him, but you couldn’t pay nico to sing in public again.

not so much pop culture, but they make sure he’s up to date with recent and historical events.

horror movies. nico is barely affected, will can handle the goriest possible scenes without flinching, but jumps at things that aren’t even jumpscares, whereas kayla is the complete opposite, and austin is no longer invited to watch horror movies after he cried so hard from fear that he gagged.

dolly parton.

modern slang.

will gives each of them matching sun and star stick-and-poke tattoos at three in the morning on the hades cabin bathroom floor

again, not really pop culture and more of a necessity, modern medicine. yes, nico, chloroform is dangerous.

queen.

#percy jackson #percy jackson headcanon #nico di angelo #will solace #apollo cabin #cabin 7 #the sun and the star

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byunbqbes · 2 years

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(人◕‿◕) 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 (•◡•) - matchup for @kageyamaslittleroyal20

matched with miya osamu (happy birthday samu!)

no thoughts head empty,,, just miya osamu !! (´ω｀*)

you're so busy reading into his rbf and thinking he hates you, that you don't realise the little smile he wears when you do something silly

closes his shop later every wednesday, because he knows that's the day you drop by onigiri miya after work

gives you free onigiris because you're a "frequent customer".

makes you try out new recipes

and then you start frequenting the shop not just on wednesdays. because samu is hot the food is good

osamu just blurts out "do ya wanna go out with me" on a random wednesday when you're seated on the counter, absent-mindedly munching on your food

in that moment, he's kind of PISSED at himself. what happened to his plans of asking you out for dinner, introducing you to his brother, holding your hand before asking you to be his partner??

but of course. you say yes uwu

osamu would let you steal his hoodies, much to the horror and disappointment of his twin

"HOW DARE YA? YER DON'T EVEN LET ME TOUCH YOUR TSHIRTS. THIS IS DOUBLE STANDARD!" - atsumu, probably.

omg i just know his love language is anything food-related

he will call your mom and ask for the exact recipes for your favourite food so you'll feel less homesick

HAS SNACKS IN HIS BAG 24/7. might or might not have memorised your favourite snacks to offer them to you casually when you're hungry

a lot of indoor dates because both of you are tired of being out all day.

a lot of dates at his restaurant! just slow dancing to music in the dim kitchen, while he tells you "this is the last song" because he needs to count money at the register

just lazy limb tangling and staring at the rain outside, whilst lighting your favourite candle

not the pda type. BUT will glare at guys and throw a possessive arm around your waist if any tyrannical pigs try to flirt with you

the best listener. will actually stop what he is doing and pay full attention to you when you need a shoulder to cry on

a/n: sniffle. happy miya day!!!! also how did this turn into a full on drabble/one-shot-ish-thing. anyway hope you enjoyed cutie :))

// photo credits belong to owners! middle icon was drawn by komeee_fox (on twitter)!

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Sunday Smooches

It's Sunday, and I'm feeling a bit bored, so I thought I'd create drama a little light hearted competition.

Which Blood Moon RO has the best kiss scene?

You decide.

Disclaimer: Some of these kisses may play out differently in certain playthroughs. For example, if Marco is uncertain about the protagonists feelings, he will ask before going in for the kiss. And, if Vicky thinks there is any chance the protagonist is being possessed by a malevolent spirit, she'll require four point verification before snogging can commence. Also, these aren't the only kisses these characters have. I just tried to pick the most iconic ones.

Shawnie

Your lips meet hers… and it's like a lit match thrown into a petrol container. Instant, overpowering, and so fucking hot you're pretty sure your skin should be melting off your bones. Her lips are soft and sweet, but move against yours with the skill of a master, sucking, pressing, devouring. You devour her right back, groaning as her hands reach up to tangle in your hair, pulling you in deeper, harder, firmer. It's amazing. It's incredible. It's more than you ever imagined a kiss could be… A wolf whistle. A couple of cheers. A loud, lewd comment. …and as quickly as the kiss began, it's over. Shawnie pulls back, cheeks noticeably pinker than they'd been a moment before, eyes shining and arms resting on your shoulders. "Wow," she whispers. Around you the other wolves are smiling, and winking. A few even raise their beers in salute.

Vicky

She kisses you. And it's… it's nothing like you'd thought it would be. It's not hard, or hot, or deep. It's tender, slow, and unspeakably, almost unbearably, soft. You shiver as her lips move, brushing against yours, so gentle and warm it thaws something in your chest, something you didn't even realise was frozen. You close your eyes and respond with the same softness, the same tenderness, the same gentle care. Her hands are cupping your face now, her thumb strokes the skin of your cheek. You bring your own hands up to mirror hers and pull her in closer, letting her scent — familiar and beautiful like earth after the rain — engulf you. It occurs to you as the kiss slowly deepens, that this may be the best kiss of your life. Objectively, there is no reason that it should be. There is nothing artful or romantic about it. You're lying on an exercise mat in the back room of Jim's Gym, sweaty and bruised. But, somehow, despite that, you're trembling at the sheer impossible beauty of it.

Sergi

It's a wild impulse, but you let it take you. You step closer, put your hands on his shoulders, and pull him forward, pressing your lips against his. He tenses, and in that instant you start to panic. Fuck fuck fuck. What the fuck were you thinking? This is a spectacularly stupid idea. A truly momentous cock up. He's the walking, talking, text book definition of PTSD. What in the world would make you think sudden, unexpected touches were— But then he wraps his arm around you and kisses you back... hard. bitebitebitebitebitebitebite It's an ugly kiss. Rough, open, and angry. Your claws are out. His are too. They pinch into your skin. You growl. He growls back and crushes you against him. Your heart is hammering. Your head is spinning. You open your mouth, push against him harder, and— He gasps and staggers back.

Roe

To hell with talking. To hell with sitting across from the most beautiful person you've ever seen and pretending it's not doing things to you. To hell with all of this. You stand, walk across the room, and grab Roe by their wrist. You pull them up... and they pull you close. The kiss is sudden and suffocating. But you don't care. You don't need to breathe right now. You don't need to eat, sleep, or even think. All you need is that long, lean body pressed against yours. All you need is to feel the feather soft touch of their hair on your neck. All you need is Roe. You didn't realise how much you needed them until this moment. But you do, with every beat of your heart. Roe holds you like you're a raft in a rushing river. You grip them just as tightly. "You know we're doomed, right?" Roe whispers between kisses. "Alpha and Alpha… this can never work." "I don't care," you say back. "I don't fucking care. I don't want to think anymore I just want to—" Roe reconnects your lips.

Farro

The second you're in your room that gentleness vanishes. He pushes you into the wall, seizes your jaw, and tips your face up. You gasp as he leans forward and kisses, not your lips, but your neck, right where it joins shoulder. His beard scratches against your skin. His teeth are sharper than they should be, his scent thick, warm, and wolfish. Well holy fucking shit. Okay. It looks like all brakes are off. You can't say you mind."F-Farro," you manage. "The door." He reaches out and slams it closed, plunging you two into near total darkness. The only light spilling into the room is sunlight, trickling in through gaps in the boards over your window. It's barely enough to see anything. But that's okay. You don't need to see. All you need to do is feel that huge powerful body, pressed against you, hard, hot, and hungry. You reach out, tangle a hand in his thick curls of hair, and drag him forward as if for a kiss. But, instead of connecting your lips to his, you sink your teeth into his bottom lip. He jerks back with a growl so deep you feel it reverberating through the air.

Marco

Marco crushes his lips to yours. It's hard, hot, and everything you imagined kissing Marco would be. You feel his arms rise up to wrap around you. You wrap your arms around him in turn, tilt your head and… oh. Oh. So... as it turns out... Marco actually is a really good kisser. Like, insanely good. Though, objectively, you're not sure why that's the case. He's not doing anything new or different from anyone else you've kissed. But somehow, the intensity, the focus, the way he's holding you... all of it magically adds up to this maybe being the best kiss of your life. The scrap of stubble. The press of his body. The hot, familiar smell of cheap cigarettes and even cheaper coffee. Marco. You're kissing Marco. You feel strangely giddy. You want to sing, dance... but mostly you just want to keep kissing him. You want to kiss him until the sun rises. You want to kiss him long after that.

"Is this okay?" you ask. "So okay," he whispers. You tilt your head and gently press your lips against his. He's warm, and the scent of him is familiar and comforting, like sun warmed earth under your feet, or the undefinable, but unmistakable peace you can only find sitting by a campfire. A hand touches your cheek, running a thumb gently along your cheekbone. You follow suit, reaching up to trace the lines in his face as the kiss deepens. Your lips part, your tongues skate against each other, your bodies move closer together. It's beautiful. Not perfect. Not close. It's messy, awkward, and full of false starts and unsure hands... but somehow all the more wonderful for it. In that moment, you feel like you could kiss him for hours, for days, for the rest of your life, until you're both old and grey, and not regret a moment of it.

Carrie

She stops, sucks at her teeth, and looks down. "Well. I guess I just answered it. I snapped at you. I'm crazy. I'm—" "Yes. You are crazy. You're a werewolf. The moon is almost full. We're all crazy right now." She considers that for a while then turns to you. "Okay... okay then... let me do something crazy." Before you can react she reaches out, grabs your face in her hands, and pulls you forward. The kiss isn't like you'd expect of a first kiss. It's not elegant or beautiful. It's not even shy, or hesitant. It's hard, angry, and filled with a raw urgency you can't name. You feel her claws against your skin, and the hint of sharpened teeth behind her lips. But it doesn't matter. You wrap your arms around her shoulders, yank her close, and kiss her back, harder, hungrier, deeper. You're dizzy. You know she is too. She's gripping you like you're the only thing stopping her from spinning out. You grip her back just as hard and devour her mouth. You can't help it. It's the moon. It's the wolf inside. It's Carrie. Fierce. Wild. Imperfect. Carrie.

I've scheduled this post to be automatically reblogged in one week. We shall see the results next Sunday.

#blood moon if #blood moon ros #kiss comp #my writing

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judgementdaysunshine · 28 days

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The next few weeks was great for you when you were asked to be the cover for a popular women's swimming magazine and Playboy after seeing Chyna's playboy magazine. You had a fun day out with the girls before taking pictures in a bikini for the swim magazine and you were able to take a few extra pictures home with you which you gave to the boys and laugh at their facial expressions but boy they weren't ready when you did your pictures for playboy a few weeks later, looking right at them before you left and saying "Neither of you are gonna be ready for this" before blowing them a kiss with a wink. Chyna meets up with you at the photoshoot and gives you advice along with helping you pick out Star wars at the theme, you smile nonstop in between photos while dressed as Leia Organa in a see through white dress and the iconic slave leia look which you were amazed that you pulled off "Get it bitch looking good show that damn body off" you burst into laughter at chyna's comments as you slowly stripped down but not in explicit or graphic poses but exposing yourself just enough for small peeks of your body before finishing the shoot and having lunch together. The boys came home from training finding you holding the swim magazine which they read and turned to a mess, feeling excited for them to see your playboy magazine as the days count down and finally two weeks later after doing an interview and training only to find them in the living room reading the magazine leading to you hiding behind the corner as you hear test, "Holy shit I need a drink" you cover your mouth with giggles watching Test walk in the kitchen before peeking out to see Edge red as a tomato with his hands between his legs. The two finished reading before walking in the room with a smile as they looked at each other before they were carrying and dragging you upstairs, "Why look at the beautiful woman in sexy clothes when we can see all of her bare right here" you blush and lightly squeal as they strip you down before each hand tangled in one's hair while they both towered over when test lightly bites your thigh making you moan, this was different from the other times you all had sex with the other times being slow, exploring, and went for most of the evening or night but this was more fast paced, one minute you'd be moaning with test between your legs and the next you were in a passionate kiss with each of them, and all three of you were in absolute in ecstasy from the pleasure. Now you were pressed between them with tears of pleasure and overstimulation while they tenderly praised you "We're truly proud of you sweet girl, we love you" you fell asleep that to soft kisses and gentle caresses, your confidence sunk the next day thanks to RTC who pretty much harassed you for doing playboy but you quickly gained it and your sense of freedom back which earned the group an ass whooping leading to Stone cold and Bradshaw jumping in to even the odds before you copied left your magazines in all of the locker rooms, "Damn girl playboy gotta have you as their main star!". You were smiling the whole day while getting compliments from everyone along with winning your match against Jazz before challenging the right to censor for a no disqualification match and accepting Ivory's challenge for a hardcore match, but not before getting an early start by giving her a clothesline through the APA's locker room door before having a drink and lunch with the boys.

#wwe x reader #wwf #wwf x reader #who and what i am #wwe

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