#the best ideas come to me at 12am

[blackhillverse]

i have just got a brilliant idea for a blackhill au fic and if i don’t start writing it rn i WILL combust.

#oh god #my mind #its been a while since i wrote sth for blackhill but!!! #i can see it SO clearly #the best ideas come to me at 12am #and also when im supposed to be writing my bachelor’s thesis #wont share it with anyone tho bc im scared i wont finish writing it if i do #if i do i will post it on ao3 i promise #god #blackhill #natasha romanoff #maria hill #maria hill x natasha romanoff #fanfiction

[ivysoul]

CHERRY *ੈ✩‧˚ LEON SCOTT KENNEDY — PART I. [3.3k]

༊*·˚ in which your dad leaves you under the watchful eye of his best friend, leon kennedy, when he’s away on vacation.

[♱] series warnings — age gap (38 & 20), sexual themes, arguing, cheating, overbearing father, angst. more warnings to be added.

[♱] individual chapter warnings — afab!reader, leon’s a bit of a perv, smut, dub-con, oral (m), unprotected p n v, rough sex, one spank, praise, creampie, reader has a serious attitude problem lmfao, + might be some i’m missing, so lmk if there is.

[♱] notes — this is my first ever series i am shitting my pants stop. i’m excited tho !!! smut galore btw bc i am a fucking whore !! like i’m talkin smut every chapter type beat. anyways, please give me feedback, i desire it carnally. also not proofread. special dt @ouchvns bc they were probably more excited abt this than i was LMAO.

series masterlist. ୨୧ next.

༊*·˚ You could feel the anger bubbling in your chest as you looked back and forth at your father and his friend, who you knew, of course. Leave it to your dad to get you a babysitter at your grand old age of twenty years old while he’s out on vacation. When he offered to let you stay at the house while he was away, you had no idea it would come with its own terms and conditions—those being Leon Kennedy himself.

You sighed deeply through your nose as your dad went on and on about rules. You were zoning out through the entire thing, utterly wishing you could just go back up to your room and avoid Leon as a whole (and saying goodbye to your dad. Call it petty, you didn’t care. Petty is what you were).

“Oh, and curfew is 12AM.”

Your eyes shot open so fast you were surprised they didn’t end up on the floor. Mouth falling agape, you just stared blankly at him, hoping it was just some joke and he would take it back. But nope! Classic ol’ dad!

“Are you serious? A curfew?” What you hated the most was that he looked confused as to why you were so upset. “Dad, I’m twenty years old. I don’t need a curfew or a damn babysitter,” you groaned, pointing to Leon. To which he muttered a quiet ‘ouch’.

Your dad shook his head and pursed his lips. “I’m not gonna argue with you about this. Leon’s gonna watch you for the three weeks that I’m gone, and I trust that he’ll take good care of you,” he looked to Leon, “right, Leon?”

Leon smiled at the man as he spoke. “Of course,” and then turned his head to you, his smile falling into a small smirk without even meaning to. “I’ll take very good care of her.”

Leon would be lying if he said he wasn’t attracted to you, at least a little bit. The way your hair was long enough to frame your face perfectly, or the way your lips looked when you put your favourite gloss on them. Your clothes always seemed to fit and frame your body perfectly, allowing every curve and dip to be beautifully accentuated. But physical looks aside, Leon also loved how intelligent yet carefree you were. He loved how your personality reminded him so much of the sun—if you weren’t angry, that is. But he also loved your anger. How you made your feelings known and always spoke about what had made you so angry. Everything about you screamed to Leon that you were the most perfect person he’s ever laid his eyes upon, and every time he was around you, it only further proved to be true.

You rolled your eyes and scoffed, looking anywhere but the two men in front of you. Your dad smiled and patted Leon on his shoulder before walking up to you, giving you a peck on the cheek, and bidding his farewells. As soon as the door closed behind him, the air grew thick with awkward tension. Your eyes just stared at where his body had disappeared behind the door, as if attempting to summon lasers that drop onto him from above. Leon chuckled airily and shook his head as he looked to the ground.

Your head snapped towards him, eyebrows furrowed and still angry. “What’s so funny?” you asked through gritted teeth.

“Oh, nothing, y’know…” Leon looked at you and saw what type of look you had in your eye. He shouldn’t have found it amusing, really, but he did. And he laughed again.

“Yeah, I’m sure you have soooo much to laugh about, Scott,” he cringed at the use of his middle name. “I bet this whole situation is just so funny to you.”

He nodded and puckered his lips, pretending to think for a moment. “It is, yeah. And don’t call me “Scott,” it’s weird.”

“Sure thing, Scott,” you mumbled loud enough for him to hear as you walked away, heading upstairs to do god-knows-what in your room.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

A few days went by and Leon’s babysitting was still just as unbearable as the first.

Every time you’d go to leave the house, he’d interrogate you on where you were going, who you were going with, when you’d be back (because you had to be back), and if the place you were going to was known to be a safe area. The treatment made you feel like a kid again. You shouldn’t be mad at Leon for it, as he was just following the orders your dad had given him, but you were.

Today though, you had managed to slip out of the house without Leon noticing. Sure he had called you about ten times and left you numerous texts and voicemails, but you weren’t answering any of them. You’d even opted to turn your phone completely off.

Though you could barely even focus on what your friends were saying. Your mind was on you dad and why he would even do this. You knew he was protective of you, but when you turned twenty this year, he calmed down a bit. This was like a whole setback of six years.

“Babe? You okay?”

You turned to your boyfriend, Oliver, who had his arm securely wrapped around your waist, rubbing up and down your side. He had a look of concern on his face.

You smiled sweetly and placed a soft kiss to his lips. “‘Course. Why wouldn’t I be?”

One of your friends, Maeve, placed a french fry in her mouth and hummed at your question. “You looked kind of… zoned out. Like, you’re not really here right now.”

“Yeah, are you alright?” Cora, your other friend since elementary school, asked. Her brows were furrowed and she was looking across your face as if to see any hidden confessions lying underneath. She was always able to, the best out of anyone in your life.

You nodded. Sighed. And then confessed.

“Y’know that guy that my dad hired to look after me while he’s away? Well he’s been like, super overbearing. And I know it’s just because my dad told him what to do and all, but it’s still so fucking annoying. Can’t even leave the house without getting attacked with questions. And it’s—”

“Well isn’t this a surprise.”

You didn’t even have to look behind you to know who it was. Unfortunately, you were pretty well acquainted with the voice by now. How in the hell did he find you? Did he put a damn tracker on you that you were unaware of or something?

“Your dad wants you back home. C’mon.”

Your friends all sighed, Oliver squeezed your waist tighter as if to keep you seated. You turned your head to look at Leon. He had an irritated glint in his eyes, yet his kept his voice surprisingly calm.

“Are you serious? You’re taking me away from my friends now?” You complained, placing a hand on your boyfriend’s one on your side. Leon noticed it and almost let out a laugh.

“It’s not me, it’s your dad,” he said simply. “Now let’s go.”

Groaning, you looked to your friends and apologized. They all looked at you with their own apologetic gazes but said their goodbyes. And you took Oliver’s face in your hands and kissed him warmly. “Love you.”

He smiled. “I love you, too.”

As soon as you got inside the house, with Leon not too far behind you, you kicked your shoes off and headed for the stairs. However, his voice sternly called you back down.

“D’you know how worried he was?” His angry glare had stayed since you got into the car with him. Etched onto his face like a tattoo the entire time. “How worried I was?”

“Do you know how annoying it is to have you practically sit on me every damn day?! To have you watch my every move?”

“I’m following orders.”

“I’m so fucking sick of that excuse.”

Leon scoffed and shook his head, averting his gaze to the ground as he placed his hands on his hips. He honestly didn’t know what to say. And neither did you. You two had argued about this every day since he first arrived. And every time it would end the same way: you storming up to your room after yelling your throat raw, not to be heard or seen of again until you need to be let out of the house.

Let out. Like you were a fucking dog.

With a roll of your eyes, you turned on your heels and headed up the stairs, making sure to have your frustration shown through your heavy steps.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Hours went by as you scrolled aimlessly on your phone. You had already finished a book and got caught up on your favourite show, and you were now realizing just how thirsty you were. You checked the time on your phone, the big white numbers that read 3:27AM stared back at you. You weren’t even sure how you weren’t tired yet.

With a sigh, you rolled from your bed, bare feet hitting the cold floor with little pit-pats every time you took a step. The hallways were dark and quiet, the only light was from your phone’s flashlight as you made your way around the very familiar corners of the house. Being out of the comfort of your warm blankets made you realize just how cold you were in only an oversized t-shirt and a pair of your favourite wine coloured lacy underwear. But you didn’t care much to make your way back to your room as you were now approaching the kitchen.

The kitchen that you noticed was lit up. Turning off your mobile flashlight, you stepped closer to the kitchen cautiously and slowly. Once you saw Leon leaning against the counter, you calmed down, but your anger started to bubble up again at the same time. You weren’t sure how that was possible. He looked up at you, eyes lifting from the glass he had in his hands, and then he tilted his entire head up to look at you properly.

His eyes nearly widen when he takes in your clothes—or lack thereof. Your plush thighs on full display and your obvious lack of a bra had his head spinning. God, he was so weird. For imagining what your tits would look like out of the confines of your shirt, but at the same time he didn’t have to do much thinking. The cold made your nipples hard, and they poked through the shirt. He had to look away and hope that you didn’t notice his lingering gaze.

He cleared his throat. “What’re you doin’ up?”

You dismissed his question entirely, taking note of his glass and the liquid in it. Alcohol, of course. You reached into the cabinet to grab a glass, causing your shirt to rise up to your lower belly. Leon blinked. “Isn’t it bad to drink on the job?”

“Honestly, I think a drink or two kinda helps with your attitude.”

Again, you dismissed him. Leon knew now was probably the best time to say what he had been thinking since your last argument, the words he had been trying to come up with since getting the anger out of him. But even then, he’s not great at this. So it’s not going to be ideal.

He sighed through his nose, squeezing his eyes shut. “Look, I’m uh— I’m sorry about earlier,” you stopped breathing. “But you have to understand that I’m just doing what your dad told me to do—”

“—Bullshit.”

Leon blinked, unintentionally giving you the silence you needed to continue.

“Last time I checked, my dad’s not even here. You don’t have to do everything he says because he’s not here to reprimand you if you don’t. So I like I said earlier, when you were giving that same, shitty excuse, I’m sick of hearing it.”

Maybe he hadn’t chosen the best words to say, and maybe he shouldn’t be the judge of his own character in this situation, but fuck, he didn’t think he was being that much of an asshole. He could be, but he wasn’t.

“I’m trying to apologize here could you—”

“—No, because it’s just gonna be that same stupid excuse—”

Leon stopped listening then. You rambled on and on and perhaps it may have felt good for you to get things off your chest, and you probably did need it considering who your father was, it’s just that Leon couldn’t, for the life of him, get the image of your pretty lips wrapped around his cock out of his head. No matter how hard he tried.

Leon was a man of self-control. He prided himself on that, in fact. He was able to remain calm in tough situations, he kept his cool when someone was pissing him off. But you. You were a whole other story. A walking pile of anger that wouldn’t dissipate. Your attitude was sickening and the thought of being in a room with you for more than ten minutes was repugnant to him. Yet all he was thinking about right now was stuffing your mouth full. Keeping you from talking for two fucking seconds.

He couldn’t stand it anymore. The echoey sound of your voice raging on as he zoned out with the vulgar image in his mind, the vulgar image being just that; an image.

He wanted it to be a reality.

He needed it to be.

Within seconds Leon was in front of you, roughly grabbing your waist with one hand and a fistful of your hair in the other. His lips were on yours before you could even comprehend what was going on. The taste of alcohol on his tongue and the overwhelming feeling of him took over your mind. Like a dark storm that hovered over the bright fields of good decisions and common sense. It rained down faster than it ever had, and now, all you could think about was Leon.

All the anger, all the detest, it lingered and mixed with need. For Leon, it was the same. The feeling of your chest pressed against his upper abdomen drove him insane. He could feel your pert nipples through both your shirts. He wanted to ravish you right then and there.

His hand on your waist travelled lower to your ass, groping the flesh harshly.

“‘M so—fucking—tired—of—your—attitude,” his sentence was broken into single words because neither of you could keep your mouths apart for long.

Until he finally managed to part from you. Your mouth, at least. Because your neck was the next place to get attacked. He placed wet, open-mouthed kisses from your pulse point to the base of your neck and trailed his tongue across your jawline.

“Leon,” he ignored you. “Leon—”

“—Shut up.” With two of his hands on your shoulders, you were on your knees within a blink of an eye, looking up at him as he looked down at you. The cold smirk he held on his face sent shivers up your spine. “Gonna fill your mouth, fuck the attitude outta you.”

Leon pushed down his sweatpants and boxers swiftly, revealing his hard cock. He grabbed it at the base, tapping his red, leaky tip on your lips, prompting you to open your mouth. Once you did, he didn’t give you time to take things slow as he shoved his cock into your mouth all at once. His tip hit the back of your throat and made you gag momentarily.

He groaned loudly at the feeling and made a makeshift ponytail with his hand at the back of your head, moving your head and using your mouth to his liking.

“Fuck, sweetheart. Y’got such a perfect little mouth. Shame you use more to talk than to do this.”

Tears brimmed your eyes, falling over and running down your flushed cheeks. The noises that were made were obscene but it only spurred you on. You could feel the wetness pooling in your panties pretty quickly.

You could tell Leon was getting close eventually. His breaths picked up and small little whimpers fell over his lips. His cock twitched in your mouth and you prepared yourself to take his cum down your throat, but he pulled you off of him before that could happen.

“‘M gonna fuck you now,” he groaned. “Gonna ruin this little cunt, yeah?”

He lifted you up off your knees before bending you over the counter. You heard a ripping noise and you knew he just ripped your damn underwear off. You wanted to be mad at him for that, but you found the words you were going to say leaving your head when he ran his cock up and down your slit, rubbing briefly against your clit.

Then he pushed in, fully sheathing himself within you in one thrust. You screamed out, the pain and the pleasure mixing together to create something so intoxicating. He was kind this time though, and stayed still so you could adjust to his thick size.

Before long, you were pushing back against him as a way to signal him to move, and of course he obliged. He began a brutal pace right away, completely forgetting to build up to it.

“You feel so good, baby. So fucking good f’me,” he breathed, delivering a hard smack to your ass and watching the red hand print form in its wake. You yelped at the action.

You loved how he was rougher with you. It’s what you wanted from Oliver in bed, and you’d even brought it up to him, but he was heavily against it. He was too soft with you, but Leon, the only thing soft about him were his words. It was a good balance that had you reeling.

Moan after moan and whine after whine left your mouth as you neared your release embarrassingly quickly. It was almost like Leon knew (he did), because his thrusts got deeper, rougher. The tip of cock reached your cervix and within seconds you were clamping down on him, walls spasming and body shaking uncontrollably.

“There y’go, sweets. Feels good, huh?” He was after his own release now, which wasn’t that far behind. His hips moved quickly and his hands were harshly gripping your hips, sure to leave bruises there by the morning. “I’m so close, baby. Gonna milk me dry, huh? Gonna have me cum in you? Fill you up? Yeah. Yeah, ‘m gonna fill you up nice and full. Send you t’bed with my cum still dripping outta you.”

“Please! P-Please, Leon. Need it s’bad.”

He stayed true to his word. His orgasm crashed through him like a wave, he spilled into you as he shoved himself as deep as he could go. He’s never came as much as he did then, or moaned the way he did. When he pulled out, hissing from the sensitivity, his spend mixed with yours pooled out of you almost immediately, dripping onto the floor.

With a soft chuckle and a shake of his head, he grabbed some paper towel and wet it to clean you up. When he ran it over your cunt, you jolted slightly.

“Just cleanin’ you up, hun. Don’t worry,” he grimaced at your ripped underwear on the floor, now puzzled as to what to put on you, before his mind went to his boxers that sat next to the ripped underwear.

He carried you back to your bed after he got you cleaned up, redressed, and gave you some water. You sleepily smiled up at him with your head on your pillow. “For an asshole, you really know how to make a woman feel good.”

He reciprocated your smile, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear and placing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Get some sleep, angel.”

☆ — © saintlulls, 2023 - don’t repost, translate, copy, or claim.

#leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon scott kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #leon s kennedy smut #resident evil #resident evil 2 #resident evil 2 remake #re2 #re2r #re2 remake #resident evil smut #smut #cherry *ੈ✩‧₊˚ saintlulls #saintlulls

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥...• 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Jude and the reader talking late at night because they barely got to talk during the day. They talk about the most random things, laughing at each other shitty jokes And stuff. Neither wants to hang up because they love to hear each other’s voice (they don’t confess they like each other just yet. I’m trying to make this a little series)

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: none tbh

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this is short. There will be more parts but I won't make it a long series. If you have ideas then lemme know

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 800+

I'll be working on my Jude Masterlist

✿﹕ ︵︵✧₊︵︵ꕤ₊˚︵ ૮꒰˵• ᵜ •˵꒱ა ﹕ɞ

The silence was loud in your room as you laid in your bed. Your eyes were glued on your phone sitting beside you, waiting for it to ring at any minute.

Almost every night you would get a call from Jude who is your best friend and has been since the age of 15. You both were miles and miles away from each other.

Ever since he left for Germany a few years ago, you were empty without his presence. He was one of the first people to ever treat you like a human in school. That’s what made you grow so attached to him.

You didn’t want Jude to be so far away from you, but you sucked it up and dealt with it. You knew his career was important and you were always going to support him and never get in his way. You were only his friend anyways.

You were sure you both were going to drift apart but to your surprise you both didn’t. Jude made it his mission to call you and text you when ever he could. He never let you believe you were forgotten in his mind.

The phone rung snapping you out of the daydream you were in. You wait a few seconds So it didn’t seem like you were sitting and waiting for his call before picking up.

“Hi Judy.”

“Hi love, how are you?” you heard the deep, relaxing voice ask you on the other side. You smile to yourself at the word love he always called you and relax into your bed.

“I’m good. Happy I can hear your voice.”

“Good.” You heard Jude chuckle on the other end of the phone. Your stomach filled with butterflies at the sound. You don’t know what was coming over you but he always made you feel like this.

Jude began to tell you about his day and you telling him about your own. That conversation between you both went on for a good hour before it switched to another.

“I miss you.” Jude said making your stomach flip. It’s been a couple of weeks since he last saw you. He came back to Birmingham for his birthday and of course you were there. You didn’t know it but you were the highlight of his visit home.

“I know. That’s why we’re talking.” You laugh. You shut your eyes and wait for Jude to speak.

“No, that’s not what I meant y/n. I mean I miss you. I miss having you here with me being my biggest cheerleader. I’m happy to be following my passion but I miss having you around like the old days.”

Your eyes open at his words you weren’t sure what to say right now but your heart was fluttering in your chest. “oh” you exhaled. “I miss that too.” You say softly into the phone.

“Anyways, no more sad stuff. Me and jobe were fighting about this earlier. Who would win in a fight a lion or a shark?”

You snorted. “Jude really?” “I’m serious. Jobe was thinking so hard about it but I don’t get it. Why would a shark and a lion be fighting?”

You laughed. “Yeah that’s a good point. Jobe always comes up with weird stuff to bicker about.”

Jude hums agreeing with you.

You look over at your nightstand looking at the time. It was currently 12am. Later than Jude should be awake.

“Jude, it’s late. We need to end this call.” It hurt saying that but you had to. “Y/n, it’s fine. We can keep talking.”

“Jude you have to train tomorrow. You need to sleep and I won’t argue with you.”

You heard Jude sigh on the other side. “fine but at least stay on the phone with me love.”

A small smile filled your face. “Ok, fine. Good night Judy.”

Jude said goodnight right back. You both feel into silence and before you knew it you had fall asleep. Jude on the other hand was still awake.

He was up thinking of a way to tell you how he really felt for you. It took him a while of being away from you to realize he loves you in a way that was more than platonic. being away made him come to his senses. You were the one he wanted more than anything in the world he just didn’t know how to tell you that.

“Y/n.” Jude whispers. When you don’t respond Jude exhales. “Good night love.”

#Jude Bellingham x reader #Jude Bellingham #Jude Bellingham fanfiction #jude bellingham x you #Jude Bellingham fluff

[oqwwah]

#ISN'T IT JUST SO PRETTY TO THINK - ALL ALONG THERE WAS SOME, INVISIBLE STRING, TYING YOU TO ME.

being childhood best friends with miguel o'hara! miguel o'hara x gn! reader

fluff :-)

~

he was stressed. he always was. he was concentrating on almost everything but his work, miguel's eyes flickered towards the clock. it was nearing 12am. he sighed, leaning back into his desk chair, forcing himself into mindlessly typing on his computer.

"what are you doing here? i'm busy." he felt your presence, you were lingering around the doorframe.

"it's like, 12 in the morning miguel, you should go home." you spoke to him calmly.

"what are you, my mother or something?" he rolled his eyes and rubbed his face. "i just- i gotta do something right now. can you come another time? or better, can you just leave me alone?"

you took a deep sigh,

"miguel.." honestly, you didn't know what to say. "cmon, you deserve a break. you need a break."

he sighed sharply,

"i said im busy." he glanced towards your figure, before focusing on his work again. "i don't need a break, i need to finish this. leave me alone"

you grumbled, not wanting to be defeated.

"fine"

"good, now go." he paused, before remembering the time. "wait, how are you getting home?"

"i took an uber" you admit, a bit confused on why he asked. "do you mind if i wait here until another one comes?"

he contemplated. he wouldn't be done with his work for a while, but it wasn't like taking you home then going back to his house to do a bit more work there wasn't a bad option. but then again you'd be perfectly safe in your uber, but still. it was new york, literally anything could happen.

he let out another sigh,

"fucking hell.." he mumbled, directing his attention onto you once again. "just- just wait here, i'll drive you home, give me like 15 minutes to finish my work. okay?"

"you literally just told me to leave."

"holy shit, i changed my mind okay, is that so unbelievable?"

"kind of. but still, its fine, i'll just take an uber or walk."

"you're funny" he was still typing, "you're not walking home"

"why not"

you knew you wouldn't dare to walk home, it would be like at least an hour, and that wasn't exactly a good idea in the middle of the night.

"it's fine, just. come home with me, okay?" he spoke a bit softer, looking at you a bit nicer. your petty side wanted you to say no, but then again. a drive home didn't sound too bad.

"okay" you smile, "thanks miggy" you smirked at the nickname, teasing him because you knew how much he hated it.

miguel's expression dropped.

"you're so lucky that we're friends." he looked at you, exasperated, before packing up his work stuff.

you laugh as you walk with him out of the building. following behind him, because honestly, you had no clue where you were.

!

as you slipped into the passenger seat and connected your phone to the aux chord, miguel plopped his heavy work bag onto your lap.

after a few moments of silence, you decided to try to have a conversation with him

"sooo, how was your day?" you looked up at him.

"it was fine, nothing really happened. i was mainly catching up on work."

"yeah, okay" you mumble, looking back out the window.

"how was yours?" he asked, glancing over to you.

"it was fine, today was my off day so i just stayed home."

he smiled,

"you're lucky for getting a day off" he paused, eyes lingering around your sleepy body. "y/n.. do you wanna stay at mine tonight?"

you look up at him, confused from his request.

"i mean, i could. but is there any reason?"

he shrugged,

"we can catch up? haven't seen you in a second" he smiled lightly, listening to the music.

"i mean, sure!" you smile up at him, watching as he drives to his home.

as he watched you warmly smile up to him, miguel realised that spending time with you was more important than his work.

a few minutes later you were pulling into his driveway. once he parked you passed him his workbag and slipped out of the car.

you took a deep breath as you stepped into his house, it smelt like home.

maybe it was the way he still washed his clothes in the same detergent, or how he kept all the photos from when you were younger, perhaps it was how he cooked the same meals he learnt when he was little, but you always felt serenely nostalgic when you were with him.

he passed you the spare pajama set you kept with him, smiling down at you.

"are you hungry? i can heat you up something." he was more gentle, less hostile when it was just you.

"i'm alright" you murmur, looking up at him in the dimmed lights.

"suit yourself" he pat your back before you left him to change.

hours later you were cuddled up in miguel's sheets in the living room, watching the titanic, staying silent as you pretended not to notice miguel's light sobbing.

"are you alright?" you ask, glancing over to his hunched figure. he looked over to you after wiping his face.

"i'm fine" he sighs. you looked at him unamused, but decided not to push it. "i'm just tired"

"i mean we can sleep now? the movie's done" you stand up and offer your hand.

he takes it.

"alright" he mumbles, pulling the bedsheets from the couch. "you get the pillows"

you lug the pillows into his room, dumping them on his bed before collapsing onto the plush of the mattress.

"move" he mumbles, trying to rearrange his bed.

you nod and help him set up his bed to make it look nice, then snuggling yourself onto the right side of the bed.

"get out, and that's literally my side" he demanded, causing you to groan, and shuffle over to the left. "you can stay, but no funny business", he teased.

you fail to suppress your laugh.

he laughs along with you for a moment. he switched off the lights and silently laid down next to you.

you sighed deeply,

"do you remember when we were 8 and you told me you loved me"

miguel coughed, hesitant to respond.

"no."

"huh, maybe i'm imagining it"

"probably" he mumbled. honestly he didn't remember it, but it sounded like something he would've said. "if i tell you something will you promise not to laugh?"

"yeah"

"when we were younger, like 10ish. i had the fattest crush on you" he chuckled,

"oh, i knew that. your brother told me!" miguel's jaw dropped.

"gabriel? seriously!" he groaned as you laughed silently.

"maybee" you smile up at him.

in the middle of the night you woke up to your head pressed against his clothed chest, his arms lazily draped around your waist and head buried in your shoulder.

he stirred lightly and pulled you closer as you shuffled to make yourself more comfortable, and in this moment you swore to yourself that this boy would always be yours.

# ONE SINGLE THREAD OF GOLD - TIED ME TO YOU.

#astv #fluff #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader fluff #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel o'hara astv #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x reader fluff #miguel o'hara fanfiction

[bau-drabbles]

masterlist/faq 💗

hi, i'm lia :) i really hope you enjoy reading these!! some of these might not make sense (written mainly at 12am lmao) so i do apologise if there's any mistakes/rushed. it will constantly updated so if there are any mistakes please don't hesitate to let me know 🤍

i'm always down to make new friends, please don't be shy to say hi or message!! :") i'd love to make new cm mutuals here ���

requests/asks/drabbles/concepts are open!

i currently write for spencer reid and aaron hotchner but i'm not opposed to writing for the others, please feel free to ask. and if you'd like to be tagged for something specific or just in general, let me know <3 :)

mdni with any smut posts!! this blog is 18+ :)

spencer reid 🧸

best friends: fluff

meeting each other for the first time but he's completely entranced by you. much to your displeasure

say it again: fluff

being sick on a plane is never fun but your boyfriend is there to comfort you every step of the way

baby steps: fluff

the stars are beautiful but so is spencer reid, you have a hard time hiding the latter

keep me in your orbit, you'll know you drag me under: angst

it's simply much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch you at all. especially him

safety net: fluff

being in love is hard but spencer makes it all worthwhile

dancing with your ghost: angst

maeve's death affected spencer relationship with you more than realised, he just didn't know the true extent of it until jj points it out

whispered promises: angst

change is never easy, especially saying goodbye

request/asks:

do you like how i look? or just how i look on you?: angst

it's not easy having having relationship problems, especially when it stems from a woman he's loved for so long

only 1: angst

break ups are hard when you know deep down, you're not his one.

are you ashamed of me?: angst

loving spencer from afar is much easier than seeing him as he is.

insecurities: angsty fluff

spencer makes a comment a little too hurtful and it takes everything in you not to break down

soft moments with spencer: fluff

you find out your boyfriend is extra prone to accidents when he's away from you

struggles after prison: angsty fluff

prison was extremely rough, especially with self love and confidence but he's so lucky to have you by his side throughout it all

aaron hotchner 🦋

haunted, part 2: angst

emily, one of your close friends in the bau, comes back and after months of crying over her death you're not sure how to feel. it hurts the most when the deception also comes from aaron, the man you've loved for so long

the night we met, part 2: angst

what if haley never died that day? but what if your love for hotchner had to?

change your mind: angst

leaving the bau was difficult but leaving the man who holds your heart is even more worse.

goodnight n go: fluff/implied smut

drunk reader with oblivious/love struck aaron, the best type of mix

love me harder: smut

jealousy look good on hotch, so you've learned

requests/asks:

too many nights: angst

hotch loosing you because he's too stubborn, only realising how much you mean when you walk out of his life

you can tell me anything: fluff

having a sugar rush before bed is never a good idea. but your darling boyfriend will always entertain you

written in the stars: angst

being unable to be with hotch because of enemies but hotch is only complete and whole when he's with you

valentines day: fluff

spoiling aaron on valentines day <3

anxiety: fluff

hotch teaching you it's okay to be anxious, you're not alone anymore. you have him and the team

greedy for love: smut

your man is very stubborn but it's not an issue, you're an equal tease

making sounds: smut

aarons many sounds he makes in bed ;)

tender kisses: nsfw/fluff

small kisses with our beloved unit chief

saying goodbye: smut/angst

angsty emotional smut with aaron, clinging on to the reader before saying goodbye

hand in hand: fluff

running on a field hand in hand with your beautiful man, carefree and happy

picnics: fluff

a sweet picnic with the hotchner boys

soft hotch picnics: fluff

another picnic date with the hotch boys :)

aftercare: smut

how would aftercare look like with aaron hotchner? ;)

soft moments with hotch: fluff

staying back at the office and spending your evening in his company is a beautiful way to end the day

sweetest oblivion: angst

maybe hotchner isn't meant for you in this life

falling apart: angst. tw: implied suicide

you feel like you're falling into pieces and hotch can't quite save you in time.

dangerous love: angst

hotch can toxic with his work and it sucks to be on the receiving end of it all the time

3 + 1: fluff

3 times hotch pines for you and the 1 time the team do something about it

choosing between you and jack: angst

the choice is hard but it's one that has to be made

break ups: angst

its hard to leave a man you love with the entirety of your heart

nightmares: angsty fluff

hotch has a nightmare and you're the one he seeks

denying orgasms: smut

it's no surprise hotch denies your orgasms ;)

hotch cuddles: fluff

sweet sweet hugs with hotch <3

hurt/comfort: fluff

having a bad mental health day but hotch makes it all better <3

other 💌

spencer reid and his awkward smiles

your insta but you're dating aaron hotchner, part 1, part 2, part 3

#criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #david rossi #derek morgan #jennifer jareau #emily prentiss #penelope garcia #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction #aaron hotch fanfiction #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner x reader angst #aaron hotchner x reader fluff #aaron hotchner x reader smut #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x reader fluff #spencer reid x reader angst #cm masterlist #masterlist

[billkau1itzz]

growing up with tokio hotel (devilish)

T. KAULITZ, B. KAULITZ, G. LISTING, G. SHÄFER x READER

here are some headcannons of growing up with tokio hotel! formally known as devilish. (yes i am aware how long this is so please bare with me).

WARNINGS:

underage drinking and smoking

sexual tension (??)

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you, bill and tom were close before the band even got together

you and bill were bestfriends :)

it took tom a bit to adjust to you but he eventually opened up!

mama kaulitz absolutely ADORED you and would often pick you up for play dates with the twins

one day you and tom were chilling in the garage until bill came running in saying he got a spot at star search

you and tom congratulated him and celebrated!

on the day of the show, you all were so hyped ☺️

you helped bill with his makeup and hair while tom was encouraging him <3

mama kaulitz drove you all there

when it reached bill’s turn, you all cheered him on!

bill had the biggest smile on his face ☹️❤️

when he lost, poor baby was devastated

you and tom ran to him afterwards and hugged him saying how he did great!

it didn’t cheer him up but it sure did help a bit

the car ride home was silent

at home, mama kaulitz cooked dinner and you helped

you and tom cracked so many jokes at the table to make bill smile/laugh

bill was himself again the next day but the thought of loosing still did hurt him

a few weeks passed, you and tom were in his room; he was strumming his guitar and you were just laying in his bed

bill barged in with 2 slightly older boys with the idea of a band

you all clicked instantly

time passed and you all gained some fame

now you didn’t play in the band, but you were always there on tours, backstage of concerts, bus rides to tours and concerts, just with them <3

you all moved in together and let’s just say it was the most fun but chaotic years of your childhood/teenage years 😭

because please, let’s just imagine 4 teenage boys who act like toddlers with a girl. (like yeaah, no thanks ☠️)

but overall, you guys were the best friend group to ever exist

you were all so comfortable with eachother

during band practice, you would watch with the biggest smile on your face telling them how good they did afterwards 🥰 (you’re proud of your boys, okay?)

you and gustav were the most mature but that didn’t stop you guys from having fun

bill would also be mature but that’s just purely depending on his mood

you and gustav yelling at everyone to shut up at 12am because the whole neighbourhood is asleep

every time it would end up with tom passed out on the couch, along with you, gustav, georg and bill in one big pile on the floor sleeping on eachother with empty bottles all around the 5 of you

Y’ALL WOULD HAVE THE BIGGEST HANGOVERS THE NEXT MORNING LMFAOO

you and gustav (unfortunately) cleaning up everything the next morning ALONE

empty bottles, half full and empty chip packets and bottle caps spread all over the floor 😒

bill eventually felt bad so he started helping 😭

late night smokes after concerts while talking shit about the people you guys hate (bc you can??)

on the nights that everyone were free, truth or drink was a huge thing for you guys

sometimes truth or dare as well (the amount of times you got dared inappropriate shit bc you were the only girl ☠️)

they’re all dirty minded perverts but you still love them

YOU HONESTLY LOST TRACK OF HOW MANY TIMES YOU GUYS GOT KICKED OUT OF SHOPPING CENTRES/MALLS BECAUSE OF HOW MUCH TOM AND GEORG WOULD MESS AROUND ☠️

you and gustav would hit them (‘gently’) on the back of their heads on your guys’ way out

the fans absolutely loved you and thought you were a great balance for the boys

growing up with tokio hotel would be a mix of messy, chaotic and fun all jumbled up

overall you love them so much. you’re so proud of how far they’ve come and glad you were there through it all 🥰❤️

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i hope you guys enjoyed that!

just a reminder that if you have any requests, please send them through! i would be more than happy to answer them <3

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel fanfic #tom kaulitz #bill kaulitz #georg listing #gustav schäfer #tom kaulitz fanfic #bill kaulitz fanfic #georg listing fanfic #gustav shäfer fanfic

[nonsensicalramblings79]

Dead Seagull: Do Not Eat – Albatrosses, Seagulls, and Guilt in Our Flag Means Death

(for future reference: written 10/6/2023, ~36-48 hours after the first 3 episodes of S2 were released)

Hi, all! I, like many of you scrolling the #ofmd meta tag, have a head filled with nothing but the Gay Pirates. This has been the case since 12am PST on 10/5/2023 and will remain the case for several months to come. On my 3rd watch-through of the first 3 episodes of season 2 of OFMD, I started paying closer attention to potential symbolism so that I could maybe predict how the rest of the series is going to play out and get a better idea of what’s going on in these little guys’ brains. This post is the introduction to a short series of long posts wherein I rant about symbolism that may or may not be in the show. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I haven’t written anything even close to a literary analysis since high school, and I generally don’t know wtf I’m talking about. I’m just having a lot of very normal thoughts about The Pirate Show and I need to put them somewhere; if anyone has more ideas relating to this please add to it!! And to the best of my knowledge, the thoughts I express here are my own – please let me know if there are other analyses that say similar things that I should link to.

TWs: animal death, blood, eating animals, starvation, emotional abuse, physical abuse, gunshot injuries, suicidal ideation, canon-typical mental health problems

MAJOR OFMD SPOILERS THROUGH S2E03!!!

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What originally prompted this whole rabbit-hole exploration was the conversation that Ed has with Frenchie at the end of s2e01.

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You know there's a bird that never touches ground?

It's born in the air. Never once lands. Spends its entire existence in the sky. …

As Frenchie astutely notes, this seems…kind of impossible. How could a bird be born in the air? I could see potentially never landing, but surely every bird has to come down at some point to lay eggs (or to hatch from them), right? So I did a quick Google search for birds that spend their whole lives in the air, and the first result that came up was the common swift, which apparently spends up to 10 months out of the year in the air, never once landing (or only landing very occasionally) during that time. They catch food in the air, sleep while drifting on air currents, mate in the sky, and only land to nest and lay their eggs.

So that seemed…promising? I guess? But not exactly what Ed was talking about. After all, these birds aren’t “born in the air,” and they certainly don’t spend their entire life without landing. And this still could be what Ed was talking about; it matches fairly closely, and it’s possible that whatever Ed heard was either mis-told, misheard, or intentionally exaggerated. But I think there’s a more elegant answer to what bird Ed is referencing here, and it has much more potential for analysis than the common swift: the albatross.

This is the second thing that I found while searching, and this piqued my interest much more than the last result, since - as many of you probably know, spending time reading tumblr metas – the albatross is an extremely pervasive metaphor in literature. It usually represents a psychological burden that one has taken on, most often as a result of having made a mistake that resulted in others getting hurt. I’ll go into more detail about the source of this symbol in a little bit, but the basic gist is that a dead albatross gets hung around one’s neck until whatever guilt they have is resolved – albatrosses are huge birds, so this represents an enormous weight.

Before I go on, I’ll add that, at first glance, the albatross actually seems to fit Ed’s description less well than the common swift does – albatrosses are known for being able to glide for a long, long time, but they do land…on the water. One of the first things that comes up when you search for “birds that never land” is that albatrosses spend years and years never landing on shore. There’s a similar problem here to the common swift in that no bird actually hatches from an egg while in the air like Ed is implying here. But I would argue that the albatross is indeed what Ed is talking about. Whether he misheard, someone misspoke, or a tale got distorted from it being verbally passed down, Ed is referencing the image of an albatross that spends its entire life above (or on) the sea, never once going to land.

And this fits. In the context of the conversation that Ed is having with Frenchie, Ed is lamenting the fact that he can only exist in one place, fulfilling one role – on the sea, performing the role of Blackbeard. He imagines the life of this fictional albatross as quite lonely, I think, never once leaving the place it has spent its entire life (again, this isn’t exactly how the birds behave, but I believe Ed views them this way based on how he’s interpreted whatever he heard about albatrosses). He’s resigning himself to never leaving his habitat, and quite literally never going back to shore.

“…We’re gonna sail…rob…raise hell forever…and ever…without end.”

Right. So, if I am to be believed, we’ve established that Ed is actually diegetically referencing albatrosses. So what?

Well, as another disclaimer, I’m not 100% sold on these ideas myself. Especially only having the first 3 episodes of S2 to go off of, there’s plenty of time for these ideas to be proven wrong in as few as – checks watch – 6 days. There are lots of different, potentially overlapping, potentially conflicting ways to interpret this information. I’m probably going to split this up into parts, for ease of access and reading. Because all this so far has just been the introduction :))

In one part, I’m going to talk about what is probably the most intentional reference: The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, the original poem that the albatross metaphor is pulled from. Beyond just the link to the “Impossible Birds” conversation, there are some other elements in OFMD that seem like pretty clear references to this poem. Based on references to this poem in popular culture, I suspect that parallels here would be non-diegetic – meant to be apparent to the audience, not to the in-universe characters. Link Here!

Next, I’m going to talk about another poem, simply titled “The Albatross” (French: L’albatros). This particular poem is maybe less likely to have inspired references in OFMD, but if there is an intentional link, this poem reflects a lot of how Ed sees himself and his life thus far. I’ll admit that I’m a bit biased toward this poem since I had to memorize it in French class in high school and it’s stuck with me – but it was also one of the first things on Wikipedia that was linked on the page of the metaphor of the Albatross. Parallels in this poem are what I would suspect to be diegetic – despite it being an anachronism, I think Ed has at some point read this poem, and he relates to the albatross/poet. [Link Here!]

Lastly, there are some loose ends that I’d like to pick up that may not tie into anything, but I feel like they’re worth mentioning, especially as they relate to the albatross metaphors and parallels. This section is going to talk more generally about birds and bird imagery in OFMD, and how these instances can support or refute my albatross theories. [Link will go here: haven't written yet :)]

#our flag means death #ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd meta #ofmd spoilers #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd s2 meta #ofmd season 2 spoilers #ofmd season 2 #ofmd season 2 meta #ofmd blackbeard #stede bonnet #albatross #the rime of the ancient mariner #literary analysis #media analysis #frenchie ofmd #izzy hands #lucius spriggs

[glittter-vamp]

3!

Thank you for requesting! 🖤

Based on the song Wasn’t Me By Shaggy.

Warnings: Angst. Cheater!Joe X Reader. Explicit language. Mention of Sex & Alcohol. Sorry for any mistakes, I wrote this up on my lunch break earlier lol

Word count: 1,161

You left the house fuming and in tears. You couldn't believe what you had just walked into. Your Fiance Joe was throwing a party when you were away which he didn't tell you about. You walked into your house filled with people you don’t know, after being out of town for work. You thought it would be a cute idea to surprise Joe but you came home to a crazy house party and seeing something you didn't think you would of ever seen. "Hello?" Your best friend Liz answers the phone groggily. "Hey Liz, I'm sorry if I woke you up but could I crash at your place tonight?" You sniffle. "Y/N? Are you crying? What's going on?" You hear her wake up more. "I just needed to leave, I couldn't look at him." Is all that comes out trying to hold in a sob. "Yeah, yeah...come over but please drive safe. You shouldn't be crying and driving." She says. Of course your best friend would know when you're calling her from your car. "I'll be there in 5." You say before hanging up. 

You make it safely to Liz's house and as you pull into her driveway she opens the front door in her pajamas. You felt like shit for waking her up at 12AM but you just didn't know where to go. "I'm really sorry for coming here like this." You sniffle as Liz hugs you and lets you in. " You don't have to apologize, but what happened?" She asks as you follow her to the kitchen. "I came home early from my work trip. Instead of leaving tomorrow morning, I left tonight so surprise Joe and he had some fucking party going on." You say taking a breath before continuing. "I couldn't find Joe, I asked everyone around the house and they hadn't seen him either. So I went upstairs to our room and heard this noise coming from the bathroom. So I open the door and there he was with the fucking neighbor… fucking on the bathroom sink" You say getting livid all over again and Liz gasps. 

"Wait...the one that you told me about that was always a little too nice with Joe?" Liz asks and you nod. "Oh Y/N...I'm so sorry." Liz says hugging you again which made you cry again. "5 years Liz...we were supposed to get married in a few months." You sniffle. "He's gonna pay, you're going to have the last laugh in the end. I promise you that." Liz says rubbing your back. "I should of listened to my dad about dating a fucking NFL player." You mutter as she goes over to make some tea for you. "Man, I thought he'd be different...guess when you get that type of fame and money you get cut by that shitty cookie cutter. becoming the stereotype" Liz shakes her head as she turns on the stove and puts the kettle on it. "I already bought my dress, that was specially made." You sigh rubbing your face. "Girl, all you gotta do is sell that shit online and tell the story behind it. There's a facebook page of women in your situation and they sell like hot cakes. People love drama and supporting heartbroken women." She says making you chuckle. 

"Did he see you though?" Liz asks. "Yeah after quite sometime. Once he noticed me, I threw my ring in his face and ran downstairs leaving in my car before he could get dressed and even process me there." You scoff. "I'm just saying, when I see him...I might hurt him. Just letting you know." Liz says making you laugh. "I turned my location off, he shouldn't be showing up here." You shake your head. You and Liz enjoy your cup of tea and she tries her best to take your mind off things. Talking about movies, concerts and whatever else but you could feel your phone vibrating in your pocket. "Okay, Y/N...either turn the phone off or I'm calling him and cussing him out myself." Liz says and you sigh. " I'll give you a minute. I gotta go pee anyways. "Liz says living you in her kitchen. 

You unlock your phone and see, a sea of missed texts and calls from Joe. You open the messages up and read the messages. 

J🧡-Please answer the phone Y/N. I'm so sorry, that wasn't me

J🧡-Just let me talk for a few minutes

J🧡-Please pick up

J🧡- That wasn't me, just let me explain.

J🧡- Why did you turn off your location? Are you somewhere safe?? At least tell me that

J🧡-Please come back home, I'll leave if you need space

You scoff at the dozens and dozens of messages like those and decide to call him. You take a deep breath and made the call. Almost immediately he answers. "Hello!? Y/N, Jesus are you okay?" Joe frantically asks. "How could I be okay, I just walked into my Fiance fucking our neighbor." You scoff. “I’m so sorry baby, that wasn’t me. I never meant for that to happen.” Joe says sounding broken himself but it really didn’t do anything for you. “You keep saying it wasn’t me, do you have some type of clone I didn’t know about? What excuse is that?!” You roll your eyes. “I was out of character, I had way too much to drink and I wasn’t thinking right- Joe, you are not blaming this on alcohol. I’ve gone out with my friends multiple times getting shit faced and I never even looked at another guy while I was with you!” You snap back.

“Just tell me what I need to do to regain your trust again, you can’t just throw 5 years away of us away. We can go to therapy,Move houses, whatever you want.” Joe practically begs over the phone. “Joe, the only person who threw this all away was you. Don’t worry about the house, I’ll be getting my stuff out this week. I’m Liz can help with finding me a place in such short notice.” You tell him holding back tears.

“Don’t do this Y/N, please.” Joe says his voice breaking at the end. “I’ll be over to get my stuff while you’re at practice, I’ll leave the keys in the garage and whatever else you’ve given me in the house.” You sniffle before you hang up knowing he was going to put up a fight and you just didn’t want to hear it right now.

“Are you okay?” Liz asks peeking into the kitchen where you were crying. “Nope but I can’t allow him to disrespect me like this and take him back.” You shake your head. “I’m proud of you, and of course I’ll help you find a place. I’m only the best realtor in Cincinnati.” She jokes making you smile. Here’s to starting all over again.

#joe burrow imagine #joe burrow angst #joe burrow fanfiction #joe burrow fic #joe burrow x reader

[ughgoaway]

it really is a mental health dip kind of a month i swear seasonal depression is mf real 😔💔 but while you take a backseat on writing etc (idk how you guys write so often like burn out would hit me after the second sentence 😭💀) here's some insane brainrot and perhaps inspo but mainly just blurb like comfort to think ab bc honestly why lie matthew may be a headache but he really is the best of distractions in such times <3 (here's to hoping some serotonin will roll its way over to both of us)

(dad matty universe ofc bc well-)

- matty singing his songs to baby annie and absolutely dying when she'd giggle to it

- babysitting annie mid studio sessions like can you just imagine the boys producing and recording and annie taking turns sleeping in each of their laps etc 😭😭

- matty calling adam at the randomest times to ask for parenting advice (crying)

- the very idea of matty holding a sleeping annie in his arms as they both doze off will actually kill me i swear

- any thought remotely related to dad matty doing dad things honestly

- like imagine him packing her school lunches etc and including little notes for her kms

- the boys taking annie on trips etc like imagine them all at the zoo gn

(honestly a pre-reader blurb list/prequel may be a need somewhere down the line-)

anyways yes I totally do not.... think about dad matty......like at all......

bff anon is going to run away and disappear now 😍 xx

(late to respond to this bc I am still violently ill lol)

YES BFF HI!!!! seasonal depression is EARLY this year!! honestly, I don't get it either. Some writers literally write every day... if I did that, I'd die. I don't even write that much, and I still burn out so quickly

okay I don't have the mental capacity rn to discuss each idea in depth but let me just say; YES YES YES YES YES I LOVE IT.

(not very) brief comments on each one below the cut;

- matty singing people to baby Annie and she is just laughing like crazy... yes.

- do not even put this into my head. the idea of baby Annie sitting in Ross' lap while he plays bass. Or Adam takes her from matty when he needs to record a little vocal take, and he and Annie wave from the other side. Matty promptly messes up that take because he's busy making heart eyes at his beautiful baby (and after much pressure, he reluctantly says he was making heart eyes at hann too...) Or she's sitting in George as he produces something, she giggles and presses a button. at first George is like, "No!" But then he plays it, and he's like, "...wait that kinda bangs, " and annie gets a producer credit!!!!

(side note imagine them including an accidental take at the end of a song of Annie babbling or laughing... people are like "what is that cute laughter at the end?" and matty is like "💞❤️💖my baby girl💖❤️💞")

- it's like 12am, and Adam is just getting into bed when he gets a facetime from matty who is PANICKING. Adam is immediately like "bro, what's up", all he can hear in the background is SCREAMING bc Annie is clearly unhappy. matty is freaking tf out because "I can't find her stuffed rabbit Adam. it's been 2 hours. she won't stop crying. I don't know what to do and -" and Adam cuts him off like "matty, calm down, it's okay. didn't you put it in that weird pocket of your bag in the studio today?" and matty looks like he could literally cry of joy and just is like "YES I LOVE YOU BRO. BYE. SLEEP WELL." and abruptly hangs up, leaving Adam laughing and carly asking."oh god, what did matty need"

- perhaps a long day in the studio and matty is like "I'll just rock Annie to sleep on the sofa in the other room, be back in 10" and he simply... does not return. George comes in prepared to have a go at matty for being a helicopter dad when he sees them both open mouth snoring on the sofa lol.

- the idea of messy hair 3am matty trying to test the temperature of the milk on his wrist but getting confused at what it's meant to feel like. simultaneously rocking a screaming Annie and just trying not to also scream.

- OHMYGODDDD. like she's a little older, and it starts with a little note explaining something in her lunch, and she comes home SO EXCITED because "it was a note from you, Daddy!!! it's like we're spies sending secret letters!!!" And obviously, matty is now in full spy mode. they create a secret code, and he decorates them to say "top secret" on the outside. the notes are always things like "love you peanut! have a good day!" But we can play pretend okay.

- maybe Annie has become obsessed with penguins recently (Ross is obviously encouraging this and loves her giggles whenever he shows her his tattoo) and matty wants to show her irl penguins. matty offhandedly mentions him and Annie are going to the zoo tomorrow for the first time and the other boys are like "HMM??? WITHOUT US???" especially Ross bc like... hello he got her into penguins... the audacity from matty to be silent??? so they all are like "we're coming." thus a group trip to the zoo happens, and hann brings his little one and its just a family affair. sooo many pictures, especially Annie seeing her very first penguin and a group shot that a very confused old woman took for them (seriously, why are there 4 grown tattooed men with two children crying at penguins???)

these thoughts became much less concise as time went on...

I might have to do some prequel/early dad matty blurbs... if yall are interested???

#all of these ideas actually had me sobbing #i am feeling ever so slightly better so here are my rambles #if you want any of these expanded... let me know #anon! #bff anon <33333 #teacher au!

[gobletofmilk]

hours of the day ranked

1. 6pm 6pm is the best hour of every day because this is when you are eating dinner. sometimes it doesn't happen in this hour but when it does, this is why we are on earth. dinner. it's also good because you eat dinner then. 

2. 7pm i love this hour because if you have eaten dinner already you have a good 4-5 hours of true free time. you can literally do whatever, spend time with friends, read, write, watch a movie, or do what god herself placed us on this earth to do which is rot in bed and look at phone.

3. 12pm yummy lunch time 

4. 4am I'll fight all of you on this but 4am is here because of that sweet sweet rem. you know how good sleep feels at 4am? you kidding me? this is why i LIVE.

5. 12am there's just something special about midnight you know. it's just cool. if you're still awake the vibes are kinda crazy you know. if you're with friends then the vibes are even crazy er. i love it when it is midnight. 

6. 3pm i haven't been in school for years (like millions of years), but there is no denying the power of 3pm. home time. it's also the peak time in the afternoon. lots of shenanigans to be had at 3pm you know

7. 5pm this is like like school ending but for adults although i don't have a job that ends at 5 i just kind of work whenever and it is so bad for my work life balance because i end up working at the worst times and don't give myself enough time to relax but if i had a normal job this would be the best time

8. 10pm sleepy vibes you know

9. 8pm i really like this time because i'm usually right into a movie or something or playing a game or rotting in bed usually rotting 

10. 4pm it's interesting at this point we are starting to get to the hours i'm not too fond of. don't get me wrong i'm a fan of 4pm, but my brain just turns off around this time every day. i can't get anything done. it sucks. i'm not a morning person or an afternoon person or an evening person tbh.

11. 11pm hey that's a good placement

12. 5am such a risky hour. if you're getting good rem then it is the greatest hour in the world. but if you wake up at 5am and still want to have a little more sleep. god. kill me. it happened to me this morning and it has just ruined my day

13. 9pm it's kind of sad at 9pm because the night is coming to an end and it's like sad and stuff??

14. 1pm i ated all my lunch :(

15. 10am hey this is usually like a snack time so that is good. but you have a whole work day ahead of you and it's like ugh lame you know. if it is a day off though 10am can be pretty exciting. i'm usually rotting in bed around 10am

16. 2pm controversial maybe but this time isn't it. i want to go home you know i don't have three hours of work left in me.

17. 11am the most nothing hour ever created what even happens at 11am

18. 1am not for me

19. 2am like 1am but slightly worse 

20. 3am like 2am but slightly worse

21. 8am of all of the morning hours, this one is the least offensive. you're usually eating breakfast or just commuting and listening to music so hey, it gets a pass i suppose. morning sux.

22. 7am the only good thing about 7am is your bed is so comfortable, but like why can't we take that comfort and move it to other parts of the day. i gotta get up at 7am, don't do that to me.

23. 6am kill me now it's so over

24. 9am imagine being henry time, inventor of time, and thinking you know what is a good idea? 9am? what a fool. i'm so upset this time should not exist. so sick and twisted.

#tier list #ranked #ranking #really important #earth shattering #powerful #silly #sillyposting #what is silly posting is this silly posting? if so this is why i'm here. to silly post.

[angelst4re]

HIII BESTIE<3 SO THIS IS MY IDEA AS I SAID IN CHAT :D. Milf reader alone in the house for a wee kcuz husband is on a worktrip and kids are at their grandparents cuz they went to paris. so on the third day of the week the reader decides to call jamie over and when she opens the door for him in her sexiest lingerie ever jamie gets so horny like really af horny. They fuck on every. possible. surface. in. the. house. for example. he fucks her against the bookshelf in the living room then she rides him on the couch after that she gives him a head on the floor kneeling while fingering herself in her husbands workroom oop. when they arrive to the bed she and her husband sleep in jamie ties her hands up to the beds headboard and makes her whimpering his name while a dildo is pushed inside of her little cunt haha. after like 10 rounds and its 12am they finally give in and take a longgg shower as they makeout passionately still under the water jamie telling the reader how beautiful she is and everything. PLOTTWIST...the reader gets prego... if this is too much feel free to take anything out of it LOVE U SO SO MUCH AND HOPE U HAVE A GREAT NIGHT <333

HI LOVE!!! i still can't get over this... like wow!! p.s, if you're not already pls follow @jamiebowerslut <33

Treat You Better (Part 2!)- Jamie Campbell Bower x Milf!Reader

୨♡୧ warnings: smut!! multiple orgasms, cheating, praise and degradation, breeding kink?, oral (f and m recieving), use of sex toys... it's all in the request tbh :) not proof read!!

୨♡୧ note: milf reader my beloved <3 I promise I'm going to start writing fluff and some more wholesome fics again soon!! i just need to get this out my system...

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Three days ago, you were stuck in a busy home. Children fighting, your husband complaining about work, washing up piled at the sink, messy floors, the housework was never ending. And now, you were sat on your bed with nothing to do and no one to speak to, except…

You found Jamie’s contact on your phone once more, you had told him it was probably best to keep some distance between you two for now, until you find the time to tell your husband that things are over. However, right now he was on a business trip and your children were on holiday with their grandparents, and you were desperate for company. Desperate for him. 

“Y/n?” He says as he answers the phone, “is everything okay?” 

“Everything’s wonderful,” you say, powdering your face as you finish applying your makeup and standing to admire your body in the mirror. You had a gorgeous red and black lace lingerie set on, which you had bought recently for yourself with no intentions of anyone seeing it, but it was different with Jamie. “Do you want to come over? I’m home alone?” 

There was silence on his end for a couple seconds, before he replied with. 

“Sure, I’ll be there in 10, love.”

A rush of excitement overtook your body as you hung up, causing you to forget you had left something out on your bed…

When the doorbell rang, you quickly threw on your robe- it was a sheer white material with a fur trim, meaning what you wore underneath was clearly visible. You opened the door with a smile as Jamie stood and stared you down, his mouth practically watering at how beautiful you looked. After not seeing each other in almost two weeks, Jamie was quick to shut the door behind him and push you up against the nearest wall. 

“Is this all for me?” He asks, his fingers playing with the fur at the ends of your robe, “because if it is, darling, I think I should take what’s mine.”

You gasp as his lips are pressed against your neck, kissing and sucking gently on the sweetspot he had found the first time he fucked you. You pull him closer to you by his shirt, as you try to undo his buttons with shaky hands. When you gave up, he removed his hands from your waist and ripped it off himself, throwing it to the ground and exposing the tattoos across his chest and abdomen- oh, how you’ve missed seeing those tattoos. 

You grab him by the face and pull him back to you, your lips crashing against each other as he slips the robe from your shoulders. You try to guide him to the living room, not breaking the kiss once. But you reached as far as the bookshelf when Jamie was stripped down to his underwear and you had your legs wrapped around his waist, rubbing your clothed core on his erection. 

“Take me, right here. I can’t wait any longer,” you pant as you try to catch your breath. Jamie chuckles as he reaches around to unclasp your bra with ease. You let a low groan escape your throat as his mouth wrapped around your nipple, but it wasn’t enough. You needed more, “Jamie! Please!” You cry against his shoulder, your arms wrapped around his neck for support. 

“Okay, darling.” He says as his mouth came back up to your neck. His hands moved your panties to the side and his thumb teased your clit briefly, before slipping two fingers into your dripping core, making you whimper into his shoulder, “I have to ease you into it, love. I don’t want to hurt you-”

“I’ve given birth twice! I can handle it!” You groan, his teasing was doing nothing but making you needier. You needed more. 

Without saying anything, you feel his cock pressing against you and pushing in all the way, making you dig your nails into his shoulders as you let out a loud moan. 

“Fuck!” 

“You said you could take it, darling. What, is my cock too big for you?” He grinned against your skin as his hips begin to move. He pulls all the way out, before slamming back in all at once, causing you to scream out in pleasure. 

He was fucking into you at a brutal pace, pressing you up against the bookshelf which was mostly full of books your husband had bought because they looked ‘vintage’. You held onto one of the shelves for support but as it began to come loose, you quickly let go, not wanting to have to explain this to your husband. 

As if he could read your thoughts, Jamie was quick to back up from the bookshelf, instead moving over to sofa where he sat with his thighs parted, and pulled you on top of him. 

“You’re gonna ride me until you cum, baby. And after you’ve made a big mess on my cock you’re gonna clean it up, got it?” He asks, his thumb rubbing your nipple as you bite your lower lip slightly, straddling his hips and lowering yourself onto his cock. You sat there for a moment, not moving as you pulled him in for a kiss, just the feeling of him filling you up so perfectly was enough to make you finish, but you wanted to give him some pleasure too, so you began to lift yourself up slightly before pushing back down, practically bouncing on his dick. “Shit,” he groaned. 

His hand came down to where your bodies connected, and he began toying with your clit, rubbing it and slightly pinching it. Your mouth opened as if you were going to moan, but no noise came out, you sucked in a breath as Jamie began fucking up into you, desperate to push you over the edge as quick as possible. 

“Jamie…” you moaned, looking down at him as you continued moving your hips up and down on him, “I’m so close, don’t s-stop.” Your breath was shaky, and your mind began to feel fuzzy. You held onto his shoulders one more as you came around his cock, your legs trembling in the aftershocks as you stood up and prepared to get on your knees. 

Instead, Jamie decided to find a room with carpet so you didn’t hurt your knees- and that room happened to be your husband’s office. He chuckled as he sat on the chair- the same one you had purposely broken so he could come over and fix it. As soon as he sat, you dropped to your knees, licking your arousal from the tip of his cock and pressing kisses over it. Your tongue licked from the base all the way to the tip, tracing over a prominent vein as you licked back down, before taking him into your mouth. He groaned as he felt the tip hit the back of your throat, you could tell he had never been sucked off like this before. You hollow your cheeks as you lift up from him slightly, your hands pumping the inches that weren’t currently down your throat. 

“I’m not going to last long if you- oh fuck!” 

Enjoying the pleasure you gave him too much, you slipped a hand between your thighs, feeling yourself getting wetter as he moaned your name over and over again. You pushed a finger into you, another followed shortly after. 

“Y/n, I’m going to…” He came down your throat before he could finish warning you, you swallowed it all before pulling him out of your mouth, but sticking your tongue out instead, determined to get every last drop of him in your mouth. As soon as he had ridden out his high, you were cumming on your fingers, your juices dripping onto the carpet. “Holy shit,” Jamie grins at you as you lean forwards, gripping onto his thigh for support as you came. 

Desperate to finish inside you at least once tonight, Jamie lead you upstairs to your bedroom, helping support you as your legs wobbled. When you reached your bedroom, Jamie laid you down on the bed, kissing you once again, his mouth moving from your jaw to your neck, before he realised…

“Oh, y/n,” he sighed, “what do we have here?” He was grinning as he picked up the pink dildo that was on your side of the bed. Shit. “You gonna show me what you do with this? Or am I going to have to use it on you?” He paces around the room looking for something and when he returns he has one of your husbands ties in his hand. 

“You.” You whisper, Jamie kisses your forehead as he ties your hands to the headboard with the dark blue tie. Once you were tied up, he spreads your legs open and takes the toy, spitting on it, spreading it with his hand before lining it up with your pussy. You sigh as you feel the cold object enter you, it was created at the perfect angle so that it brushed again that special spot inside your core. “Hnngf,” you whimper as Jamie increases his pace with the toy, rubbing your clit with his spare hand and kissing your inner thigh. It all became too much too quickly, and you were cumming again, but Jamie didn’t pull away. He continues pumping the toy in and out of you but now his fingers were replaced with his mouth as he sucked on your swollen clit. Your brain was still fuzzy from your two previous orgasms, so when you tried to tell him it was too much all that came out was a string of moans. 

“You like it when I treat you like a slut, don’t you? Making me fuck you all over the house, even in your husbands office? You don’t care where it is, you just want me to use you, don’t you sweet girl?” 

You can only reply with a ‘hmm’, his mouth pulling your clit back between his lips as he sucked hard on the little nub. 

“If only your husband knew what a dirty little wife he has, inviting me over to fuck her when he isn’t here.” He says, pushing the dildo inside you once more and just leaving it there, all his attention now on your clit as he rubs it gently, his mouth sucking on the sensitive flesh of your thigh. Your legs lifted themselves onto his shoulders as his thumb toyed with your clit. All you could do was moan his name and clench around the toy he stuffed inside you. You were so close again, it was embarrassing (on your part) how quick you came with him. 

“Jamie, please,” you whimper as you come undone for the third time, his thumb stopping its movements as he stares with hungry eyes down at your pussy which had begun dripping down onto the covers. 

He pulls the toy out of you, leaving you feeling empty. Instead, his fingers slipped back inside you, curling up as they pumped in and out slowly. His lips were wrapped around your clit again, you could only squirm under him as the overstimulation became too much. His hands held your hips down, and his thumbs rubbed over the skin soothingly. 

“Just once more in my mouth, darling, then I’ll let you cum on my cock, okay?” 

You nod your head, his mouth on you was like heaven, you couldn’t resist it. Even in the state you were in right now, if he offered to give you head, you’d take it. 

His tongue danced circles around your clit as his fingers pumped in and out of you, creating a wet squelching sound that was so erotic in the moment, yet you’d cringe if you heard it at any other time. He began nibbling at the skin around your clit, causing you to feel hot all over. Your thighs trembled as his face was buried deeper into your cunt, making you scream out his name one more time before you came again, this time more powerful than the last two. 

When Jamie had come up to untie your hands, you placed his two fingers which had been inside your cunt on your lips for you to take into your mouth, making you clean them for him- and you happily sucked them clean. As soon as you’re able to move your arms again, the first thing you do is pull Jamie down to you, to slam your lips into his, both of you tasting your pussy on each other's tongues. 

“Fuck me.” You tell him, reaching down his body for his cock, but he had already lined it up against you, “fuck me so hard I forget my name, so hard I can’t walk. And fill me up, make me yours, I need to feel it all inside me, dripping from my cunt-” You’re cut off as he slams his hips against yours, filling you up with his cock again, you gasp his name, your fingers tangling into his hair, massaging his scalp as he kisses down your collarbone. 

“I’ll fill you up, darling. Don’t worry.” He says, stroking your cheek before lifting your hips up into his, angling your body so that he hits that perfect spot with every stroke. Your mouth becomes dry as you’re so deeply lost in pleasure, he only chuckles at you, “such a messy little whore, aren’t you? Look at you, makeup smeared across your face, your cunt dripping down onto the covers.” In this moment, you couldn’t give a fuck about how you looked, all you cared about was Jamie, “you’re so cock drunk, aren’t you, sweet thing? All you can ever think about is how you’re going to get me to stuff my cock into you, hm?” 

All you can do is nod your head again, trying to show that you’re still with him and not completely lost in the clouds. When you began clenching around him again, he could tell you were close. 

“If you cum now, love, you still have to wait for me to finish.” You started shaking your head, you couldn’t handle any more but you couldn’t possibly hold it back. 

Instead, you pull him down again, his lips gently brushing over yours before you seal them in a desperate kiss, muffling your moans. Your nails scratched at his back, surely leaving some marks. 

“Shit, I’m gonna cum baby. Gonna fill you right up, okay? Give you my babies, you want that?”

“Fuck yes!” You whine, his mouth on your neck again as he sucked bruises onto the delicate skin, “need it so bad, baby.”

And with a few more thrusts of his hips, you both came. You were a whimpering mess as his warm seed painted your walls as he slowly pulled out of you. You were sprawled out on the bed, arms and legs all over the place. He chuckled, knowing he was the only man that has ever had this effect on you and it clearly showed. 

“Are you okay, darling?” He asks, pushing some of the cum that dripped from your pussy back where it belongs. “Fuck it’s almost 1am?!”

You smile at him weakly as he lays beside you. 

“I’ve never felt better.” You say, bringing his face back to yours, kissing his cheek. “Do you want to take a shower? I definitely need one.”

“Of course.” He smiled back at you. 

When you were both under the warm water, Jamie held onto you to make sure your legs wouldn’t crumble beneath you. You had both washed eachother’s bodies with incredible gentleness and he was running his hands through your hair as he washed out your conditioner. His mouth pressed against yours in a passionate kiss. 

“You’re the most beautiful person I have ever met, you know that, right?” He whispers, making your stomach feel warm with butterflies, “I would do anything to call you mine, darling.”

“I’m going to break things off when he gets home, I promise.” You remind Jamie, yet he still looked slightly hurt, as he did every time after you had sex. It shattered your heart to see it. “I love you.” It was the first time you had said those words to somebody in five years, with the exception of your children. You felt so vulnerable now, despite having been fully naked in front of him for the last 6 hours. 

“I love you too, darling.”

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After missing your period, you decided you should test. Just to be safe. Buying a pregnancy test was quite scary, so had asked Jamie ever so nicely if he would mind going out to buy one for you, and of course he bought three of the most expensive ones they had. 

You were sitting on his bathroom floor, Jamie was standing by your side, his hand rubbing your shoulder supportively as you waited the directed time for the tests. 

“I’ll support your decision either way if it’s positive, y/n.” He said, smiling down at you, his eyes full of love- you had always longed for someone to look at you this way. “I think it’s time, do you want to look or do you want me to-”

“You look, Jamie. I don’t think I can do it.” 

Jamie took one of the sticks and read the result.

Pregnant

Quickly, he picked up the second and read it.

Pregnant.

Fuck. 

“What do they say?” You ask, your eyes filling with tears. Jamie crouches down to your level and moves some hair from your face, stroking your cheek. 

“They say you’re pregnant, sweetheart.”

Without hesitation, your hands shakily reach into your pocket for your phone. Jamie furrows his eyebrows but doesn’t question you. You try to read the names of your contacts in your phone, but your eyes were too glossy from the tears that they were all a blur. 

“Baby,” you say, handing your phone to Jamie, “call my husband. I’m telling him we’re done.”

#jamie campbell bower x reader #jamie campbell bower #jamie campbell bower smut #jamie bower #jamie bower smut

[4townie]

Road to 4☆TOWN

part 1 | part 2

“Remind me again why you called Tae in here at 12am?” Z pinched the bridge of his nose. “We have to be up at like six in the morning.”

“Yeah, well I like hanging with my best bud.” T shrugged. “Besides, we all know I’m not waking up at six.” He snorted.

“You know, after all that time we hung out at my place, I was beginning to think you actually enjoyed my company, Z.” Taeyoung raised an eyebrow. “But now you kinda sound like someone who doesn’t want me to share my jjajangmyeon.”

“Who said anything like that? The more the merrier.” Z waved his hands. “Why not make it a party and invite Robaire while we’re at it?”

T and Taeyoung exchanged a look.

“You know, that’s not a bad idea.” T said.

“I’m calling him right now.” Taeyoung put the phone to his ear. “Maybe he can help us pick a movie.”

“Wait, I didn’t mean it li—”

“Hey, Robaire, we’re watching a movie in T and Z’s room. You wanna join us?” Taeyoung offered while Z groaned in the background.

“Yeah, no can do.” Robaire answered, dragging Jesse with his free arm. “I had to go down to the bar and get Jesse. He’s a little out of it.”

Taeyoung furrowed his brow. “But Jesse’s a heavyweight. And he’s super careful.”

“He’s not drunk.” Robaire glared at Jesse as he dragged him. “He was banging his head on the bar and now the bartender won’t let him go up to the room unaccompanied.”

Taeyoung was quiet. “So we’ll see you both in ten?”

“NO!” Robaire groaned. “Obviously something’s bothering him if he’s banging his head on a table all night. We’re gonna have an intervention in my room. Just watch the movie without us.”

“Kay, have fun.” Taeyoung hung up. “Jesse and Robaire are gonna have an intervention or whatever, so we’re on our own.”

“What does that even mean?” Z furrowed his brow.

“Something about Jesse slamming his head into the bar and Robaire having to drag him away.” Taeyoung answered absentmindedly as he scrolled through the movies. “How about Coming to America?”

“Check the rating, Tae-Tae. It’s R, we’re not watching that.” T grabbed the remote. “I’d bet you guys anything that intervention has something to do with Selina. I don’t know what to tell you. That man is needy.”

“Yeah, I noticed.” Taeyoung scoffed. “The other day, I asked him where all the tissues were and he started whining about how Selina uses tissues back home. He’s a mess without her.”

T started laughing. “I think I figured out where your tissues are going, Tae.”

They started snickering together.

“JUST PICK A GODDAMN MOVIE!” Z blurted out. He froze when the other two stared at him. “I meant…—”

“Well, if you’re so desperate, pick one yourself.” T rolled his eyes and shoved the remote in Z’s direction.

“Fine.” Z snatched the remote and immediately picked a movie. “We’re watching The Princess Bride again.”

“Jeez, this movie must have some kind of hold on you. You’ve seen it like seven times during this tour alone.” Taeyoung shook his head. “What’s got you watching it so often?”

“He just likes it cuz we make out during the scary parts.” T shrugged nonchalantly.

Taeyoung paused. “Th—…The scary parts?” He stared at them. “Of The Princess Bride?” He blinked a few times. “Damn, allos…”

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Check out the art for this scene here!

#4town headcanons #4town fanfic #4town aaron t #4town z #4town taeyoung #4town robaire #4town jesse #turning red #turning red 4town #4town #4townie

[loststarphounix]

It's Gundham's birthday rn (it's 12am, December 14th in my timezone lmao)

and so, I decided to gift him the best thing I can offer atm:

✨ Kazuichi in lingerie ✨

Kazuichi comes home earlier than Gundham does, and so he has time to prepare his gift to him at home! The devas also joined him for his duties for the day so he won't have them to snitch on him, which is good-

Kazuichi's gift to him is his very own lover wearing the most beautiful lingerie he's seen. Don't ask Kazuichi where he got it, he just does- xD

Gundham comes home later a little after dark, and notices Kazuichi not on the couch waiting for him, which was odd. He goes upstairs and finds him on their bed wearing the pretty pink lingerie he got especially for his birthday~ >.<

( tbh this is just me using gundham's bday as an excuse to ramble about kazuichi in lingerie bc i personally love the idea LMAO )

Ah I feel bad cause I don’t have a fic ready for him, so this might have to do lol TW: pic of lingerie and hand job

Kaz got this lingerie thanks to Sonia 🤣

He asked her for help picking out something nice and she looked in square in the eye and said “say no more”. She actually bought several - nearly a baker dozen all varying in different colors and cuts and some even have faux fur lining. She went to town and they all fit like a glove lol

But the one he decides to wear, is a cute little light pink piece that fits snugly against his hips and chest, which is perfect because Gundham does like seeing Kazuichi’s masculine body incased in feminine clothing. And this is particularly feminine (spoiled caused slight risky photo)

So he has it on, feeling pretty cute and good about himself. He looks good and though the thigh straps were a bitch to get right, everything is just perfect. And to add the perfect touch, he puts on the custom made pleather dog collar Gundham had made, complete with a dog tag with Kazuichi’s name engraved snug against his neck.

He knows he make a pretty sight and desperately wants to take a picture for future use, but holds off because he can’t trust himself sending to his boyfriend and ruining the surprise 😏

When he hears the front door open, he feels nervous, it keeps his ass firmly planted on the bed and waits anxiously for the other to come into the bedroom.

“Paramour?”

“In here.” He calls, voice high and excited. “I have a surprise for you~”

And wow ok. Taking him a bit of a minute to get there. Could be his anxiety but it takes Gundham an eternity to get to their bedroom, but it’s worth it when he opens the door, talking about how some irritable parrot was refusing to eat or groom itself and stopping mid word as he took in Kazuichi, sitting in the middle of their bed, legs tucked in to push the strain of the thigh straps taunt against his skin and a gauzy dark pink short shift splay around him like some Disney princess.

Kazuichi is so proud of Gundham’s reaction, he wiggles a bit in excitement as the breeder continues to stare at him in a mix of surprise and desire and in a genius move, he shoulders the shift off, exposing his slightly tan shoulders and he could be seeing things but he swears the others nostrils flare as his eyes focus on the collar.

“You like it? Happy birthday baby-“ is all he can get out before he is suddenly pushed against the sheets and is silenced by the other kissing the soul outta him.

Gundham is just pawing at him, kneading his thighs; hands tugging at the bra to flick a nipple and a wide wicked tongue making a wet strip at the hollow of his throat. Kazuichi was already half hard and it takes no time at all for him to be full mast and he moans as those cold hands brush against his groin.

“My dear, you look delightful. Absolutely delectable.” Gundham growls and Kazuichi shivers cause holy shit he really likes it.

And Kazuichi preens at that, because fuck yeah he knows it. Gundham is just pulling more at the bra and has already pulled down the delicate fabric of the crotch panties, long fingers wrapping loosely around his length and his arches his back on the bed. Something rends in the air and it barely phases him as he thrusts into that pale hand.

“I find that you will enjoy me unwrapping my present fare than I will.” Gundham rumbles I’m part amusement and part hunger as he speeds up his hand slightly.

“Nigh ~ Never know until you do.” He replies with a toothy grin that immediately crumbles as he rides out his orgasm.

“Indeed.” And he watches in semi conscious bliss as pulls away to quickly remove his clothes.

And yeah, this gift was a great idea.

#soudam #soudam fic #sdr2 #danganronpa 2 #goodbye despair #soda kazuichi #gundham tanaka #super dangan ronpa 2 #danganronpa goodbye despair #I wanted to write more smut but I couldn’t get into the groove #so apologies for that snippet it wasn’t my best #and Gundham definitely knows Sonia bought more and got her so many ritual items and accessories and an outfit #because she deserves it and she pulled through for him #he definitely made Kazuichi dress and show off every single one to him and took pics #for prosperity #and also he has to go away for work a lot and they shall keep him busy while he’s away 😂

[hanisdaisys]

When he comforts you after you had a bad nightmare .PSH.

Paring : Sunghoon!idol X NB!Reader

Word count : 0.8k

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You and Park Sunghoon lived together as best friends. It was no surprise when everyone thought you were dating, he flirted with you and you flirted back. At this point I don’t think your relationship had a label. Everyone can believe what ever they want on your relationship. Tonight, what you did, probably changed the relationship forever. It brought you two closer and maybe you were closer to dating then friendship. You had no choice, you would’ve liked to avoided what happened tonight….

Usually you go to sleep around 10-11pm. Sunghoon comes home a couple hours later from training and would go to bed at 3-4am. This wasn’t something new and by now you were used to it. His room was right infront of you and he wouldn’t mind you using it, but when it was bedtime it was better if you both just went back to your respective bedrooms.

Tonight, nothing was new, you went to bed around 11:30 pm and quickly fell asleep. At this time sunghoon was probably still practicing or getting a meal outside with his teammates. At 12am, you were fast asleep,cuddled into a little cocoon in your bed holding on to your favorite bear sunghoon won you from the fair last year. Sunghoon came home around 3am, tired from practice. He got himself a glass of water before quickly washing up, he quickly got into bed but couldn’t sleep. So, he pulled out a book and read it while watching a show which was long forgotten since he was so immersed into the book.

What shocked him the most is when you knocked on his door, opened it and had your stuffy and pillow in one hand. You were visibly shaking and he was already worried.

“Sunghoon….” You let out a small whisper, your voice was shaking and so were you. Sunghoon quickly got up from the bed and made you sit on his bed. “What’s wrong babe?” He asked you while soothingly rubbing your back worried on what happened. “I had a nightmare, I’m really scared right now…. I’m shaking hoon I’m scared” you almost started crying as soon as you started talking “oh no sweetie, don’t worry everything will be alright okay ?” He tried comforting you… he wasn’t the best at it but at least he was trying…

“I want to go to sleep but im scared..” you said holding on his hand… “ don’t worry hon, I’ll take care of you okay?” You nodded “come on honey, let’s get you up and tucked into your bed” you let of a nod of disapproval. “Don’t want to be alone” you said with your head low, you were embarrassed that a nightmare affected you so much. “Oh okay that’s fine, let me tuck you into my bed” he made you lay down and went to close to light, making sure to open a night lamp so the dark wouldn’t scare you much.

He layed down next to you, not sure if this was the right thing to do. “ I’m here for you okay babe ?” He said one hand of you while staring at your eyes. “You’re really the best hoon I think I’m going to start crying” you said while hugging your plushie. ”Don’t cry hon , it’s okay, let it all out” he said “I’m so scared right now… I came to you before I had a breakdown” you said to him, you truly were scared and your happy that he was there “it’s okay sweetie, it’s not real” he said patting your hair.. “ it’s felt so real and as soon as I woke up all the emotions hit me…” you held his other wrist for comfort. “You want to talk about it ?” He asked you softly.

“No it’s okay hoon… but do you mind cuddling me… only for tonight” you said. This was probably a bad idea, but you couldn’t go back to sleeping alone and you needed him here. “It’s okay honey, I’m here for you, and of course I’ll cuddle you” he said, almost offended that you were scared to ask. “I’m sorry I’m crying like crazy, I probably look pathetic…” you said worried that you might’ve ruined your image with your crush… “it’s okay honey, we will get through this together… calm down and just cuddle me” he whispered.

You both scooted closer, your plush in the middle of you, as you cuddled. You hand hugging sunghoon, firmly placed at the bottom of his spine. One of his hands placed on your waist while the other is on your head letting soothing little pats. You were glad that he quickly took you in to comfort you… you were scared and worried and he quickly came to the rescue. You don’t know what your relationship was now, but all you know is your crush for him just got 10 times bigger.

#enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen au #enhypen x reader #enhypen smau #enhypenwriters #enhypen sunghoon #sunghoon #enhypen #enhypennetwork

[taiiunknown]

CANT STAY AWAY FROM YOU !

DISCLAIMER: This my first time writing so Not too much 😒

VERY SHORT !

CONTAINS: Profanity, Slight smut, angst

Part 1

SUMMARY: y/n and shuri has been dating for 6 months now , but after a argument they take a break from each other which leads shuri to taking matters into her own hands since she can’t stay away from y/n and since y/n got caught up

It’s been 2 weeks since me and shuri took a break from each other and for some reason I always get that feeling in my stomach when I feel like she’s around.

I was at my personal condo that had gotten as soon as I turned 19 , Me and shuri met through my friend RiRi at a party . Me and shuri hit it off and next thing yk we was in the back seat of her car fucking like hungry dogs , every since then we’ve been together for six months . Me and shuri end up having a disagreement bc I told her that I felt like I should be able to have a boy best friend, she obviously thought that was a bad idea but that disagreement turned into a heated argument. After that argument I told her that we need space for a while and left with out her response.

*PRESENT*

I layed in my bed watching ( Amazing World of Gumball) while eating apple sauce at 11pm with my dog Bluey . I had pink LED lights on while the rest of my house was dark with only one light was on and that was the light above my stove .

I got a text from RiRi that’s had me a little confused.

RIRI🤞🏾: have you talk to shuri this week ?

Me: Naw, why wassup ?

RIRI🤞🏾: bc she have been overthinking saying that she feel like you’ve found some one else since you guys are taking a break

Me: Waaa? No . What would make her say that ?

RIRI🤞🏾: she claim she seen you and this girl leave together out of your condo when she came to talk to you but she turned around when she seen you two .

Me: so she stalking me now ? And btw that was my friend who wanted me to retwist her locs

RIRI🤞🏾: no she is not and when have you learned how to twist locs ?😂

Me: okayyy you caught me , we fucked or whatever but it was no feelings behind it !

RIRI🤞🏾: omgggg I KNEW YOU COULDNT LAST A WEEK WITH OUT GETTING ATE OUT !

Me: Not too much 😒

RIRI🤞🏾: it’s okay I’m pretty sure shuri fucked someone bc she a sex maniac honestly…

Me: 😂 I can’t deal with you rn I’m finna go to bed we will finish this convo in the morning

RIRI🤞🏾: bet… Goodnight pretty ❤️

Me: Goodnight🥀

*12Am*

I woke up at 12:30 am hearing foot steps in my home and literally started to panick while bluey hurried to my closed room door barking at it . I got up and put my slippers on and got my phone and taser , as I got closer I seen my doorknob turn and went into shock . I seen a familiar shoe slowly come in and see that it’s shuri, I turned on my lamp to see her clearly Shuri eyebrows furrowed in confusion while looking at my taser in my hand …

“HOW TF DID YOU EVEN GET IN HERE?!” Y/n said slightly screaming, “I came to see why my girlfriend letting others have what’s mine !” Shuri said calmly. Y/n begins to put her things down while saying “what are you talking about ?” Shuri begins to step towards her slowly looking at y/n in lust and anger, “RIRI told me every thing umntwana wam (my baby)”

*Y/n POV*

IN MY HEAD I WAS SO ANGRY BC EVEN THOUGH ME AND RIRI ONLY BEEN FRIENDS FOR A YEAR I WAS FLABBERGASTED ON HOW SHE TOLD MY BUSINESS LIKE THAT 😐 BUT AT THE SAME TIME I COULDNT REALLY BE MAD BC SHE KNEW SHURI BEFORE ME …

I was too stun to speak and felt guilt run all over my body bc I know that shuri loves me so dearly and this mistake might have hurted her deeply . She looked at me in disgust like that couldn’t believe what I have done while I just stared at my fluffy black rug , “Look up Usana” Shuri demanded with now a soft voice , I did what I was told and looked in her eyes that was filled with disappointment- before she could say anything I hurried a “IM SO SORRY SHURI” out of me with teary eyes that’s turning red , Shuri eyes soften as she quickly lifted me up while placing me on my bed . Next thing yk my bottoms was off while shuri was heavily teasing me by rubbing the outside of my folds and also asking me questions that I could hardly answer due to the whimpering I was doing .

“Why you acting like you’re not mines y/n ?” Shuri said “I AM YOUR SHURI AND ONLY YOURS JUST PLZ TOUCH ME BABYYY…” Y/n whimpers as she is for need of shuri’s touch even more , “why are you doing this ?” Y/n says while tryna ignore the fact that shuri is now rubbing her clit-“bc I want to make you feel how the other stranger couldn’t” shuri answered with a grin on her face . After a while of rubbing the outside of your folds again shuri begins to stop and looks at y/n face that’s is screaming touch me , shuri then got up and as y/n slowly pulls her bottoms back up with a confused look now on her face . Shuri then slowly turned towards y/n room door before looking back saying “ hmu when you get your shit together” “ Wait- shuri” y/n said with eyes now watering back up due to the guilt in her chest . Shuri ignored her and begin to walk out her door leaving in silence.

*SHURI POV*

I left her home with a grin on my face bc ik she gonna give in due to how wet I left her cunt

But all I can think about is how she really let someone else touch her, even though we was on a break . And I kinda had guilt built up inside me also bc while we was on our break me and RiRi kinda got drunk and had sex but it’s not like I enjoyed it bc all I had on my mind was y/n..

*2 days later *

MY WIFE♾🌹: Shuri we need to talk

To be continued…

#shuri x reader #shuri x blk reader #letitia wright shuri #queen shuri #toxicshuri #shuriri

[leejungchans]

hi !! this blog hit 1k a while ago, and i just wanted to let you all know that your support and love really do mean the world to me and i hope you’re all doing well ☹️❤️

as a thank you, i’m opening up requests again (which is very long overdue ;;;;) !! please read the rules under the cut carefully before requesting <33

have fun !!

groups i write for: stray kids, seventeen, ateez

genres i write: fluff, angst (i usually sprinkle in some humour wherever i can hehe)

what i write: drabbles, headcanons/reactions

requests: closed

requests will close on june 1, 12am kst (subject to change depending on how many requests i get lmao) so any requests sent after this time won’t be written! thank you for your kind understanding!

I. GENERAL RULES

please be respectful <3 if you’re being entitled/rude, i have the right not to write your request

please be patient!! while i’m on break i still have an online course to take, so if you want your request done super quickly i’m probably not the best writer to go to :( i’ll try my best to finish your request as soon as i can but there is no set schedule for when it will be posted. i want it to be as best quality as possible so i hope you can understand <3

i’ll include a list of all the requests i’ve received below as well, so you can check the list to see if i’ve gotten your request. if you don’t see yours after a day or two it might be bc tumblr ate your ask so feel free to send another!!

i take member x female/gn reader requests: if the reader is not specified as female in the request i’ll write them as gn with they/them pronouns!!

nothing nsfw, suggestive, or contains gore, violence etc.

please specify if you’re requesting a drabble or headcanon

you are more than welcome to request a few times, but please don’t spam my inbox as i’d like to write for as many people possible <3

if any details (eg. drabble or headcanon/reaction, genre) are not specified in your ask, i’ll write what inspires me/works better for me with the info given!!

i have the right not to write anything that makes me uncomfortable, so feel free to ask if i’m comfy with writing something that isn’t mentioned in this post!! chances are if i’m not (and you’re not being a jerk about it hwjsjaj), you are more than welcome to send in another request <3

requests are open to everyone!! you don’t have to be my moot/be following me to request 💗 feel free to request on anon as well if that’s what you’re comfier with!!

II. FOR DRABBLES

→ send me an ask with:

1️⃣ 1-2 aus from the list below

2️⃣ the genre(s)

3️⃣ one member from the groups i write about

4️⃣ the reader (f/gn)

5️⃣ optional: anything else you want me to include—plot point, prompt, a certain line of dialogue, etc. i’ll do my best to incorporate it into your request!! it’s also completely okay if you want to skip this part, it just means i have a little more creative liberty with what happens in the drabble!!

example 1: hi sol! can i request a royal au drabble (fluff) with minho (skz) and female reader [optional: where he’s a prince who develops a crush on a seamstress after helping her find her cat]? thank you!!

example: hey! can i request a lovers-to-exes drabble (angst) with hongjoong (ateez) and gn reader [optional: with the prompt “if you leave, don’t come back”]? thank you!!

III. FOR HEADCANONS/REACTIONS

→ send me an ask with:

1️⃣ the member or group

2️⃣ the reader (f/gn)

3️⃣ what you’d like it to be about (feel free to be more specific as long as it’s within my guidelines!!)

→ i can either write for 1) a single member or 2) the whole group

you don’t have to use the au list below for requesting headcanons/reactions, but you can reference it to get an idea of what i write about!!

example 1: hey!! can i request a headcanon about chan (svt) and gn reader where he’s a barista and starts liking them after they order a weird drink? thank you!!

example 2: hi! can i request a headcanon about how ateez would react to their s/o getting shy after giving them a kiss? i’d like the reader to be gn please!!

IV. LIST OF AUS FOR DRABBLES

this list by @/ficscafe includes a lot more aus to choose from but there are some on it that i don’t write for, so feel free to reference the list and ask if you’re unsure :’) i don’t bite i promise <33

please choose 1-2 aus per drabble request!!

established relationship au

newlyweds/marriage au

parents au

enemies/friends/idiots to lovers au

lovers to exes/friends/strangers au

meet-cute au

fantasy au (eg. witch, shapeshifter, mermaid, fairy…)

high school au

university/college au

roommates au

neighbours au

coffee shop/barista au

florist au

royal au

tattooist au

badboy/girl au

actor/singer/celebrity au

bakery au

blind date/first date au

fake-dating au

soulmates au

V. LIST OF RECEIVED REQUESTS

crossed out = completed

you’re more than welcome to ask ab the status of your request (eg. if i’ve received/started to work on it), but please don’t rush me :( i have a life outside writing and as stated in the rules i’d really appreciate it if you could be patient 🤧 ty for bearing with me

drabbles.

joshua (svt) + newlywed au [f]

jeonghan (svt) + f2l/blind date au [f]

mingi (ateez) + i2l au [f]

hoshi (svt) + parents au [f]

jongho (ateez) + established relationship au [f]

seungcheol (svt) + bakery/florist au [f]

jeonghan (svt) + bakery/tattooist au [f]

joshua (svt) + idol/parents au [f]

joshua (svt) + parents au [f]

mark (nct) + airport reunion au [f]

mingyu (svt) + newlywed au [f]

chan (svt) + university au [f]

wonwoo (svt) + cafe au [f]

jeonghan (svt) + e2l/neighbours au [f]

seokmin (svt) + i2l/theatre au [f]

wonwoo (svt) + parents au [f]

jaehyun (nct) + meet-cute au [f]

wonwoo (svt) + royal au [f]

minho (skz) + royal au [f]

vernon (svt) + florist/college au [f]

san (ateez) + royal au [f] [a]

wooyoung (ateez) + e2l au [f]

wooyoung (ateez) + coworkers au [f]

hongjoong (ateez) + pirate/soulmate au [f]

mingyu (svt) + fantasy/domestic au [f]

minghao (svt) + badboy au [f]

san (ateez) + soulmate au [f]

wonwoo (svt) + biker au [f]

wonwoo (svt) + domestic au [f]

minghao (svt) + model au [f]

woozi (svt) + music teacher au [f]

joshua (svt) + fantasy au [f]

joshua (svt) + parents au [f]

joshua (svt) + neighbours au [f]

chan (svt) + honeymoon au [f]

seokmin (svt) + knight au [f] [a]

chan (svt) + established relationship au [f]

jun (svt) + established relationship au [f]

soonyoung (svt) + mutual pining au [f]

chan (svt) + high school au [f]

(please note that i won’t be writing for groups outside ateez, skz, svt for this event with some exceptions for friends, so if we’re not close please stick to these three groups! thank you for understanding 💗)

headcanons/reactions.

svt as new parents [f]

seungkwan (svt) + uni au [f]

fake dating svt [f]

ateez as baristas [f]

ateez pirate au [f]

jisung (skz) + e2l au [f]

meet-cutes with svt [f]

svt’s reaction to you clinging onto their shirt while asleep [f]

svt’s reaction to the camera panning to them when idol!s/o is on stage [f]

chan (svt) + barista au [f]

svt’s reaction to you being a witch [f]

svt as streamer bfs [f]

playing horror games with svt [f]

svt as your uni boyfriends [f]

svt’s reaction to collabing with your group [f]

perf unit (svt) falling for their dance partner [f]

VI. OPTIONAL

this is totally optional, but i’d love to raise interactions on this blog since at the end of the day, the connections and friendships i made here are what brings me an indescribable amount of joy aside from writing 💗 so if you want feel free to stop by my inbox, anon or not!

you can ask for recs! ask me about biases! tell me about yours! rant about things! share about your day! confess something! ask me to confess something (lol)! ask for advice (though i’m not sure if you want to come to me for any advice wgshhw)! there’s really no limit hehe all i ask is that you be kind and avoid any nsfw topics ^^ i hope you’ll send something in and we can get to know eo 😽

thank you once again for all the support and love, and i hope you’ll send in a request/ask!! take care 💗💗

#send in something pretty please <33 id love to write something for you ❤️ #also please boost if you can :’) #milestone #seventeen x reader #ateez x reader #stray kids x reader #svt x reader #skz x reader #seventeen imagines #ateez imagines #stray kids imagines