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ghostieyanyan · 5 months

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I like to stir up some drama for the Yandere twst boys 😈 I always would like to think that what if a few of the boys fell for MC but they turned them down because they already have a lover back in their world. Or their old lover is dead and MC would never love again since they’re still grieving. I would like to see the boys reactions, especially the more jealous and dangerous ones like Floyd, Jamil, Malleus or even Ace

oohhh yess the drama~ we gotta love some good dangerous jealous boys. i bet theyll get mad and they might do something... awful.

~Mc with lover at home/dead~

Yan!Floyd x mc

Yan!Jamil x mc

Yan!Malleus x mc

Yan!Ace x mc

Warnings: drowning, kidnapping, threats, game of cat and mouse?, stalking, blood, broken mirror

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Floyd

Floyd doesnt like a lot of things... he doesnt like it when things dont go his way.. especially if that thing makes him work his butt off. a thing like... you.

From the day you caught his eye, it was when you stood up to azul to protect baby seal, crabby, and little mackerel. For one, a magicless human demanding something of azul was laughable, hilarious even. Plus how persistence you were, which was also a great charm he liked, when your little group, plus sea urchin, had get that photo azul requested. even when you knew you didnt have a chance to pass 2 mermen eels, you still got the photo and tricked azul and destroying all his contacts?! you were tough and he loved it.

after that, he tried to get to know you better any chance he got!!

theres a basket ball game and he wants you to come? he will annoy crabby and sea snake, with his poor performance, saying "if shrimpy isnt going, whats the point..?" he does it so much that the entire team goes to the ramshackle dorm, begging you to come to the game. floyd played great and won the match.

if there was a group assignment in class? Floyd will throw a fit and threaten anyone that even looks at you to be their partner. to the point, where the teachers just have to comply to his demands.

if you and your group of first years come to the Louge, he'll shove everyone off to lay on your lap. isnt he a cute eel?

After a while of this, floyd finally decided to ask you out (from Azul and Jade's suggestion because they were getting tired of complains about floyd's behavior).

He asked if you could come with him, outside of NRC. He wanted to show you something. He brought you to the beach shore. the sun was setting and it shine beautifully on the surface of the water. you thanked him for the pretty view, it almost made up for everything he's been putting you through recently.

when you turned to Floyd, he got on one knee and asked... he had a ring! it was a pretty pearl ring that he got himself. he had to go through a lot of clams to find the "perfect one for shimpy"

you were, of course, startled. but you explained to him that you had someone at home and you bet they missed you a lot. you tried to laugh the awkwardness away but before you could apologized again. floyd stood up and pulled out a potion vile? he quickly gulped it down and grabbed you, shoving you into the ocean with him!

when you opened your eyes, you were underwater and he was in his mermen form. he pulls you into a hug, a tight one. you thought it was sweet at first until..- you needed air! you tried to struggle against him and tapping him repeatedly, in a way to say "i to go up for air!" but he just wouldnt move.

"no."

"...?!?!"

"you arent going to that home. your new home... is with me, shrimpy~ we'll make a new home here~"

you tried to struggle more but it was pointless, you were losing air and it hurts. your lungs burned and his grip on you, his claws were digging into your flesh! you tried to dig your fingers into his sides but it was pointless.

you let out a finally gasp before falling limp into Floyd's arms.

without text

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Jamil

Jamil doesnt really get attached to people a lot. everyone always wanted the "great an amazing Kalim," leaving him on the side lines. it hurt a lot at first but now he's just came to expect it...

Even in NRC, kalim still gets the spot light and jamil gets kicked to the side lines.

Kalim wanted to throw a party in the middle of the school week and jamil was in the kitchen. he was studying for an exam coming up and he needs to be "close" if anything were to happen. Meanwhile, kalim was in the main lounge partying with everyone... we know hes not gonna pass...

while Jamil was trying to study... you step in. you both stared at each other for a second... then you asked if you could get a cup of water? Jamil sighs and stood up to get you a glass..

"why are you here..? shouldn't you be.. partying too..?"

"im just refreshing on the material for the exam.."

Jamil hands you the cup and walks back to his spot on the kitchen table. you meekly followed him. on the table there were textbooks, notebooks, and different types of pens and pencils. you looked at his noted and you noticed how neat they were! some words were under-lined and bolded, some had highlights to help catch the eye. jamil noticed your stare and looks up at you.

"is there anything else i could help you with..?"

"o-oh! sorry, i just... your notes look really nice.."

you awkwardly sipped your cup. Jamil rolled his eyes and got back to his notes.

"ya.. its for kalim, whenever hes done partying, hell look at my notes right before the exam and fails the exam anyways.."

he dropped his pen on the table and rubbed his face, sighing heavily.

"haha! that's what ace, deuce, and grim do! out of the 4 of us, i write the notes! deuce tries to, ace doesn't bother, and grim.. sleeps. and with our study sesh, its not like it helps much. as an 'other worlder' i have better grades then they do combined! haha"

jamil stares at you as you laughed and he cracks a smile. its been a while since someone's situation was similar to his.

"hey... do you need any help with the up coming exam..?"

he's voice stammered while saying that... why? you looked at him and smiled. you both spend the rest of the night studying together. this was only the beginning.

now whenever you're alone, jamil will come by to give a helping hand. grim ate all your food? here, he accidentally made extras. do you need help with homework? meet him in the court yard, he'll help. the more he helped, the more his feelings for you grew, he only wished the feelings were mutual.

but the dreaded day came.. you had to return home. he chose that night to finally confess his feelings for you, hoping you'll throw away this vision on returning home and just come home with him.

when you told him that you had a past-lover that died and that you'll never love anyone again. he just snapped.

...!

with blood mix with mirror shards in his hand, he used snake whisper on you and brought you... home. good thing he did this after you said good bye to everyone.

without text

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Malleus

to say malleus had an eye for the perfect is an understatement. from the day he met them, to the silly nickname they gave him, he had fallen hard.

he had to ask lilia for advice on how to charm the perfect. if flowers were too much for after knowing them for a week..? is his gifts in the night too much?

he just had to leave the gifts in your room because you were either not home or sleeping and he didn't want to disturb you. you liked so peaceful when you slept...

he wanted so badly to make you his then and there but he wanted the moment to be special for both of you. for him, he'll get someone who loves him and charish him. as much as he does you. For you, getting a loving dragon fae husband and becoming a queen of the briar valley. youre guarantee a great life with him! you wouldnt have to be hungry or buying the cheapies things that sam could offer. you will eat and sleep and care for like you are royalty because you will be royalty and be viewed with the highs respect, like malleus.

lilia had warned him to not rush this process. humans can be delikit creatures and some can get startled easiely. Sadly malleus didnt heed his warning and malleus choose to confess to you!

He choose a beautiful forest openning. he had a picnic set up with your favorites and he planned it so that you and malleus would watch the sunset and be out there to watch the stars. it would have been perfect... if it wasn't for you different views.

"oh! im really sorry, hornton.. um.. im actually taken! theyre back in my world but i bet theyre problay worried sicked about now. hehe.."

malleus was still... very still. in that moment, he didnt see red like he thought he would... everything just got dark for him. he wanted so badly to just disappeared and leave you there to be lost in the forest.. but he loved you too much for that. even when you ripped out his heart. the nerve you have to act like this to The malleus draconia...

he walked you home that night.. and told lilia what happened.

"oh dear... im sorry malleus. i didnt know someone has already stolen their heart."

lilia was flying over malleus's head, patting it. the head pats werent helping. the only head pats that will sooth him would be from his child of man, apologizing for their silly joke and saying its just a silly human tradition for courting...

"but... if perfect were to be persweaed into staying in twisted wonderland~ their world would... be nothing but a dream, right~?"

Malleus later asked you to stop by his dorm. he wanted to talk about that night. which you were happy for, you got worried when he didnt come to your dorm at his usial time..

when you got there, it was early quiet... no one in sight. you knew your way around so it wasnt a problem but every fiber in your body was screaming for you to go.

When you got to malleus room. he was at his desk writing something.

"Child of man... i have put some thought on what you said on our outing and ive decided to forgive you."

he stood up and walked over you. it never scared you before but him being so close and how its dark in his room, plus his glowing green eyes, didnt calm your nervse.

"ive decided to show you how prefect we are together... youll love the life i can give you in briar valley~"

in your panick, you pushed him away and made a ran for it to the doors. the last thing you heard made your blood run cold.

"Lilia, silver, Sebek.... after them."

"khee hee~ /Yes, sir. /Yes sir!"

without text

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Ace

Ace is a lot of things! Mean, sneaky, and a liar! He likes to tease you a lot. sometimes it fine cause "youre with your friends and hes just teasing everyone" but sometimes hes comments to you feel too... personal..

"haha! perfect, bet no one is looking for you back home! i mean why would they? youre problay useless there as like here."

you grew quiet as your other friends come to your defence from ace's comment.

"well.. jokes on you ace. i do have someone waiting for me back at home! they are sweet and i know for a fact that they are worried sick about me right now! so HA!"

your other friends started to ask questions about your world and this mysterious person that stole your heart. which you were happy to answer their question.

sadly, you didnt notice a sad looking red head as he thought about you returning to this person...

during his afternoon club activities, ace was so out of it, he had to be benched for most the the games...

"aww~ did shrimpy leave crabby high and dry~? hehe~"

"stop teasing him floyd. but really ace.. whats going on? your game play sucks today."

"jamil.. i-"

"hehe~ its because crabby found out that when shrimpy leaves, theyre not gonna think about him at all any more. youll be washed up on the shore, stuck on your back, and shrimpy wont be there to help."

with every word floyd said, he got closer to ace. really digging deep that ace is losing you. in ace's fustrastion, he pushed the two guys away, grabbed his stuff, and headed out..

time had past and crowley (finally) gave you the mirror to return home! you were going around each and every dorm to give them gifts and saying your good byes.. but when you were in Heartlabyul, ace wasnt there..? Deuce explained that he problay when out but he'll make sure he'll stop by your dorm to say his good byes..

he didnt come by... and you had to leave without saying good bye to him..

it took a long while to get used to everything back in your world and explaining twisted wonderland to your parnter could have gone better. (they were on the fence to bring you to a pysc wraned..). your partner left to get you some of your favorite food that you missed since coming back.

you walked to the mirror that you came from and stared at your reflection.. will your first years be okay without you..? will grim be okay..? you closed your eyes to think on all your adventures, you heard a very familiar sound...

you looked at the mirror and you watched as the mirror ribbles... and then... ace appears.

"hehe~ its been a while, hasnt it? sorry i didnt get to see you when you visited. it just took me a while to make sure your new home.. is ready."

before you could step back, his hands reached for you, grabbing your shirt and pulling you into the mirror.

"i got a nice place for both of us. its a bit far from campus, but for you its worth it~ also~ you problay shouldnt run... or ill make sure you wont have anyone to return to here.."

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threadbaresweater · 6 months

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f!reader, suggestive. Kento wants you to wake up- until he doesnt.

Nanami finds you most irresistible in the morning, when the grass is sparkling with dew and the sunlight filters hazy and warm into your bedroom. He lies awake and watches the tiny particles of dust dance on golden rays of light, then turns his attention to you lying there beside him, twisted in the pastel cotton sheets. You're a belly sleeper, and he finds that this particular detail is enough for him to love you for eternity. Your arms are tucked under your pillow, the graceful expanse of your bare back is just calling for kisses, for tender strokes of his fingertips as he pretends that you are a canvas. There’s a warmth that radiates from you before he even makes contact with your skin – a powerful energy at play between you that feels dangerously electric.

You stir as soon as you feel his energy and turn your head to offer a sleepy smile, though your eyes remain closed. There’s a simple exchange of “Good morning” that’s whispered between you before he touches his lips to yours and and lingers there for a moment longer than he feels he ought to, then a few seconds more for good measure. You giggle– a few puffs of air through your nose while your mouth curves into a smile against his own.

“Sun’s bright,” you murmur, squeezing your eyes shut before burrowing your face against his chest.

“It’s almost eight,” he says into the crown of your head, fingertips curling around a few unruly strands of hair that seem awfully fond of your ear.

“You lie,” you hiss playfully. You nip at his collarbone and push yourself closer to him still, bare breasts now flush with his chest. For a moment he forgets to breathe– you are warm and solid and real...and sometimes he cannot fathom his good fortune.

“The coffee should be brewing. I set the timer before bed last night,” he offers, drawing broad circles at the small of your back with the palm of his hand.

“Try harder,” you quip; if you could crawl inside him, you would.

He hums thoughtfully, then drops a kiss at your temple. You feel it in your toes. “The morning glories will close soon.”

Flowers pique your interest and you stretch, rolling onto your back. Your breasts now in full view, he admires them before taking the nipple closest to him into his mouth, drawing a slow circle around it with his tongue.

This, you feel throbbing between your thighs, where there is still a pleasant ache from the night before. You draw in a breath– shaky, fragile– and open your eyes just enough to see the way his hair falls in his eyes that shine with quiet mischief.

“Do you want me to get up or not?” you coo, arching your back when he sucks harder.

“Not.” He claims your lips again, this time with all the intensity of a man so desperately in love with a woman that he cannot possibly be bothered by coffee, or flowers, or clocks, or anything he deems less important than you.

#nanami x you #im unbearably soft for morning love

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rkivepetals · 21 days

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kiss me.

@parkjennykim said,

1. LIKEEE A BSF TO LOVERS 😭😭😭🤸‍♂️🤸‍♂️🤸‍♂️ I mean pretty cliche but the main plot is like Yn is not an experienced kisser and she has a date next day Jungkook doesnt know abt until he asks her why shes so jittery. She asks jungkook for help 😭🕺🏼 u can modify this any way you want maybe include lines like “I don’t wanna have my first kiss with a stranger and I-“ she paused, -“I trust you.”

bestfriend!jungkook x fem!reader.

genre: angst, romance sprinkles of fluff

wrote this a while ago but forgot to post it!

You stare at your phone screen, hand over your mouth, processing what are you just reading. “Am I having a date tomorrow?” You ask yourself, “Yes. I am.” You stuffed your face in your pillow and screamed, “I’m going on my first date!” You put the pillow aside, breathing heavily. Vibrating in excitement, “There’s no way I’m having a first date! You’re kidding!”

You blabbered with a wide shiny smile, taking your phone and replying to this guy from your classes. Calming down, Trying to think for a more I’m-clearly-not-screaming answer. You furiously type, four in the afternoon, the sun coming to shine, the first spring breeze. Your insides flutter as you finally agree on this place.

“Holy shitttt!” You jumped on the bed, exhaling and watching your ceilings. Biting your lips, then it sank in. What do people usually do on the first date? “Eat?” You blinked, “No no, hold hands?! Stop!” You blushed, and then it sank even further. “They kiss.” Your cheeks burned just thinking about it, “wait!” You got up, breathing heavily, watching yourself in the full-size mirror ahead of you.

Hair a little messy, “I don’t even know how to kiss!” As if it’s the biggest horror of your life, you groaned. You’ve been having this massive crush on Minjae since day 1. As soon as he stepped in with his warmly bleached hair in that green stupid jacket of his, you knew you were down bad. “Nonono, what if he gets weirded out by my kissing?!”

You whined, “I don’t even know how it works!” You sigh, “There must be a way to practice it.” You pout, lashes fluttering, fingers full of dainty rings tapping. “Y/n! Jungkook is here!” Your mom’s voice echoes in the hallways, and a smile grows on your lips. “Jungkook!”

Not soon after that, you heard quickened thumps on your wooden floor, knocks on your door and a head peeked in. “What you doing?” He smiles, big doe eyes adorably shaking a little at your face, as he invites himself in. In his open leather jacket and baggy jeans. “You are not ready for what I’m about to tell you.”

You say, standing ahead of him. “What? Did you buy your favourite set of really overpriced pens again? I don’t think so.” You rolled your eyes, “shut up!” You cleared your throat, placing your hand against your waist as you tried to muster up the words you’d been thinking in the past five minutes. “Why are you staring at me like that?”

He lowered his brows, side-eying. “Girl, move away. Are you okay?” You joined your hands evilly, “Ha ha.” You smirk, “y/n you’re scaring me.” You hummed, “kiss me.” His eyes enlarged, “what?!” He stood up, and a wave of surprise rushed through him. “What did you just say?” He says as if it’s the most volatile thing ever—which particularly it was.

“I said kiss me!” He shook his head, “No but why? Like are you in love with—“ That ‘me?’ was cut off when you said your reasons? “Because Minjae and I are going on a date! Tomorrow!” He stood stunned for a second, then slowly. His world collapsed. His heart sank, and he painfully scoffs. “W-what? Like? An official date?”

You smile brightly, nodding your head, “Yes yes yes!” You clap your hands excitedly, “It’s my first date! And! I don’t know how to kiss. So I thought maybe if you could help me.” Jungkook stood open mouth, honestly. All of this came like a tsunami onto him, he had never in the godforsaken hell expected something like that, ever. “So you want me to kiss you…s-so that you can…”

You nod your head, another blow onto his chest. He rapidly blinked, the small amount of tears that were coming to form now that he finally understood what you meant. He rubbed his head, not knowing what to do and how to do it. “Can you do that?” The lingering excitement in your voice just kept adding salt to his fresh wound. “Wait wait.”

He needs a moment, “what?” You asked, sparkling pupils as you looked into his saddened ones. “But…why?” He asks, “How did you and Minjae—“ “We were talking! I told you that!” “I know! But how did it suddenly become an official date? You’re not even talking to him for a week.” It’s as if he’s trying to manipulate you into something that can stop you from going.

You sigh, “You knew I had a crush on him. It’s a minjae!” Right…it’s minjae. He stands no chance against him in your eyes. A best friend stays best friend, a crush turns into a boyfriend, partner, husband whatever the hell. He sighs, trying to think straight through his foggy mind. “But why are you telling me to do this?”

You flutter your lashes, lips in a small pout as Jungkook gulped the bitterness and hell through his throat. “Because I don’t wanna have my first kiss be weird, disappointing, and with like—a stranger.” He scoffs, “Then why are you going on a date with him?” He almost said it as you know about him and his feelings for you. You gulped, “It’s not like that. But, I trust you. Probably more than him.”

That somehow made him feel a bit better. “Plus I’ve no idea how it works. So maybe if you wish.” Jungkook thought you were the type of girl to give the first kiss an important place in a relationship or just personally—because he was. Not just a kiss, but every second he is with you means a lot to him. Every time you smile his heart flutters, your touch burns the sides of his heart, and your mindless blabber echoes in his mind in the middle of the night.

So now he came to a thinking, did he lose you? Before even owning up to your heart? It’s like digging a nail in the flesh. He clenched his fists, “I will do it.” He will do it, even if he gets a temporary burn on his lips that might demolish him later on, he’s ready for it. Because at least it’s sweet.

Your smile grows, “okay! And before that! Even after we kiss, nothing's gonna change, okay? We’re still close friends and I promise if we get together I won’t forget you! You’re my best friend!” You smiled as he chuckled, adorned. “I know.” He blinked, a little teary. He watched you think for a moment, examining your adorable confusedness, “Let me brush my teeth first. Hehe.”

He chuckled again as you sprinted to your bathroom, brushing your teeth.

You came back, with a thumbs-up. “I’m ready.” You say and sit on the bed, suddenly nervous. Anxiously tapping your fingers over your thigh, he sinks beside you. Clearing his throat, looking at your nervous state of form. It’s not like he’s calm either. “Uh…”

You awkwardly look at him, he scoots closer, and you clench your sheets, heart beating quicker and quicker every second. So this is what the pre-first-kiss state of mind looks like. “I’m going in…” “Should I close my eyes?” You looked into him, and he blinked. “I dunno.” He leans further, you malfunctioned.

It’s like pressing a button of Frenzy aura. “I was thinking maybe if—hey what if—jungkookmmmph.” You felt his lips on yours. Shutting your eyes close, calming down eventually. His one hand landed over your left closed fist, and another one on your jaw. He slightly tilts his head, sucking in your lips. And surprisingly, the only thing you could hear was your heartbeat.

It’s like the entire world was silent, and the only thing in your mind was jungkook’s lips and your heartbeat. Your fingers curled over his chest as he tilted your face, guiding you through the sloppy kiss. You scoot closer, finally understanding how to kiss him back—moving your mouth accordingly. Your hand lands over his neck, like how they show in movies and that’s when he stops.

Frozen into place, if he goes further, he might never come back to his old self. You flutter open your lashes, he leans away. Looking at you, you frown. “What—“ “Don’t go.” You blinked, and his breath echoed in your mind. “Don’t go on that date.” You blinked, not understanding what he meant as he slacked his jaw, looking down and getting up from the bed, sprinting out, “Jungkook!”

But he didn’t stop. You looked at the way he went, a little saddened for some reason. You only saw him this raw, this tender when he was genuinely sad about something. What confused you even more is why is he sad that you’re going on a date. You sigh, and the excitement dies down. You don’t feel like going anymore but you can’t cancel last minute to minjae.

The other day, when you’re all ready to go, you stare at yourself in the mirror. The whole night was you worrying about if Jungkook is even okay. You texted him and called him, but he didn’t pick up. Then you called his mom, finding out he had left his phone at home while going to his boxing club. You sigh, fluttering your lashes and pushing your curtain bangs a little behind.

Taking gulps from your water bottle as you finally stood up, heaving out a sigh. Took your bag and left.

Slowly walking near the park you both decided, you smiled at Minjae who waved at you. Though the smile never reached your eyes, the sun was set. The sky was slowly turning dark as you smiled at him, he nervously chuckled, checking you out up and down. The park once filled with ice cream trucks and kids was now empty, which saddened you a little.

“Hey.” He says as you smile, ��Hi, apologies if I was late.” He shook his head, “No, you’re not.” He looked behind you as you slightly frowned, turning your head that way but finding nothing. You awkwardly clear your throat, “Why did you—“ “Y/n do you wanna go to the riverside?” You frowned, “river side? Why? Isn’t it nice here?”

He sighs, “No err…it’s cool there. I have something to show you.” You smiled, “Oh!” Slowly giggling to yourself as you nod, “Okay.” You follow him nervously, what it could be that he wants to show you? Maybe he wants you to be his girlfriend. Your eyes slightly widened, thinking about what sort of surprise it could be. He stops, about six feet away from the river as you patiently wait for him to say something.

Maybe he’s nervous.

He looks at you, turning his head. Then behind you. You slightly frowned when you heard Footsteps, turning your head you saw about three more men, and your heart dropped in your stomach. Your eyes slightly watered as you clutch your bag, looking at Minjae. “You…”

You whisper, “You get four instead of one, you in?” A boy with a baseball cap over a hoodie asks you. As you slightly stumble in thin air, “If you’re not, we will make you.” The other one shrugged nonchalantly. Your pupils shook, trying to find a way out. The other side is the endless sea, and then there’s these guys with god knows what type of intention with you. No one was in sight either, “m-minjae…”

You hopelessly looked at him, he stood blank, in his place. You gulped, you need to fight your way out of them. Your stomach is contorting in a nauseous manner as you breathe heavily. Clutching your bag and trying to run past the three guys they held your arms tightly. “Leave me alone!”

You cried, tears falling as you tried your best to get rid of them, finally stepping on one and digging your elbow Into the other one’s face. You ran out as fast as you could out of that dark area, and all four of them followed. You sobbed, using all your might to get away from them. Ahead of you was a dark alleyway as you gulped and looked behind, they were so close.

And you were pushed upon a chest, “Please please help me! They’re trying to—“ “y/n?” Your laboured breath echoes as you immediately hug, “Jungkook!” You sobbed in his chest as he held you close, “what happened!?” He noticed Minjae running in the alleyway, “minjae came with his friends and he-he-“ you hiccuped in anxiety as he glared at Minjae, fists curled and he held you close to his chest.

He pulled you away and looked at your ruined makeup and sticky skin due to the tears. You stared at him hopelessly, scared for your life. “You stay here.” He pushed you gently onto the side, “I’ll deal with them.” You nod and stand on the side of the alleyway. “Jeon give us the girl and leave. This is not your business—“

And Jungkook blew a fist on Minjae’s face, his nose bled as he coughed, the other three guys lurched onto Jungkook as you quickly tried to find your phone. Jungkook fought for his life while putting them down on the ground, you couldn’t even make out who’s who, it was so dark. Jungkook’s laboured breathing echoes, as you gulped.

He walked toward your shaking form, “are you okay? Did they do something?” You shook your head, eyes still glued to the four on the floor. You gulped as Jungkook pushed back your frayed hair, holding your hand, “Let’s go, y/n.” You tightly clutch his body instead, “I should’ve listened to you!” Jungkook sighed, heart, clenching at your violent sobs.

“God knows what could’ve happened if you didn’t come.” You cried as he soothingly rubbed your back, “It’s fine. I’m here now.” His heart heavies just more and more when he sees you crying, “Come.” He took you to the park and made you sit on a bench. Taking his gym water bottle and giving you some water.

You slowly gulp the water down, wiping your dried teary cheeks. He sat beside you, “It’s not your fault.” He says, you sighed. “Thank you for coming.” He does end say anything for a moment. “My gym is nearby, I often come here for a little while and fortunately I saw you.” You nod, “thanks once again.”

“You don’t have to thank me.” You slowly blinked, fidgeting your fingers, he cleared his throat. “I’ll drop you at your house.” You stood stunned for a moment, processing the events. Not only was Jungkook right about Minjae and this first abrupt date, but he was gladly also there to save you before it got worse. “Why did you…”

Your spine slightly shivers as he looks at you, “Why did you say to not go, last night?” Your voice is a little rough, Jungkook slowly clenches his fists, is this how he tells you? He’s been planning for months to express his feelings to you in a special way, the excuse he uses all the damn time. But if it’s not now, he doesn’t think it ever will.

“I don’t like it when you’re with anyone else.” He asks what has started all this mess. Your eyes slightly widened, what you were expecting was him knowing about some dirty business of ninjas. You slowly flutter your lashes, looking his way, eyes ahead, almost glaring at the rocks on the ground. “What…do you mean?”

He still doesn’t look at you, it’s not like he has the guts. “I like you. More than as a friend.” He gulps, heart racing as he finally looks at your slightly shaken face. After all these events, back to back, you were a little dizzy. Eyes slightly watering, “then why didn’t you tell me earlier?” You softly asked, “Because you were happy. And I also didn’t want to ruin our friendship.”

You looked down at your fidgeting fingers, what were you supposed to say now? What caused you more pain was that you caused him more pain. When you kissed last night, it must’ve been insufferable for him. “Why didn’t you tell me last night?” You ask again, “You were happy.”

You clenched your fists, shutting your eyes tight. Hot tears streamed down as Jungkook heaved out sighs, “Don’t cry…” his voice weavers a little. You covered your face with your palms, and you feel like shit. Jungkook bit his lower lip, palms twitching as he placed it over your head. Your sobs echo, “I’m sorry!”

You say in between your cries as he shakes his head, “You don’t have to.” His throat clenched as he tried to not break down in tears either. You sniff and wipe your nose, finally looking up at his face. You’ve never seen this guy more than just a boy next door, or a great best friend, or a good person whom you trust with all your might. But seeing Jungkook as a partner, a man, or a boyfriend didn’t look that bad either.

Maybe it was the fact he always chose to show you his goofy, silly side. The one he conceals from the whole world, and obviously, annoying him was your best part of the day. He softly gazes into your confused, lost eyes. “I…” you shook your head and his heart shattered, maybe he was going to be rejected. But he doesn’t want to lose you, not as a friend.

“I need time.” You’d whisper as he sighs, a weight putting off his chest made of iron. He nods, “Yeah, you don’t even have to answer if you don’t wish to. I just…” he regretted it the second he said that because he needed an answer back. To either try to live this weight of being with you and not being with you. It was all shitstorm, but he’s willing to wait if he gets a positive response.

You shook your head, “I’m not in the right place to say anything right now. I don’t wanna hurt you or me. Or regret anything. I’ll think about it, Jungkook.” You’ve finally calmed down, the matured side of yours which you show when he fucks up easily. He nods his head, “obviously. Take how much time you need, just…don’t stop being friends with me.” You bite your lower lip and look up, a little shocked at how the hell he even thought that.

You shook your head, a little teary. “I won’t.” Your lips curled upside down, you wanted to hug him. So you did. He hugged you back, tears in his eyes as well. You sniff softly on his shoulder, fingers gripped on his grey sweatshirt. “I was so scared.” You whisper, “I know.” He gently pats your back.

“Thank you for staying with me.” He felt your chin in his shoulder blades, that’s how clutching the hug was. “I’ll always stay with you.” That’s right. He’d always stay with you. “Will you? Even if I…even if we don’t get together?” That was really out of line, you knew that, somehow. But you needed assurance that someone would be with you, “I will.” Though, he doesn’t know if he will.

It was the peak summer, the first of July. You were sitting by the pool with your feet in the water, the bright sun blinding your eyes and taunting your body through your floral bikini. Jungkook was swimming in the same pool when he flapped his body and came towards you, sitting beside you. “It’s so hot today.” You said as he hummed, pushing back his drenched hair as he leaned toward you as you giggled and kissed his lips. He smiled in the midst, quickly pulling away and squinting at you through the glare, “Let’s go inside.”

You smiled and nodded, holding his hand and running inside like little kids.

It happened, you and jungkook finally happened. After so many sleepless nights and haunting days, you found yourself safer than ever in his embrace. And you just couldn’t deny it anymore either, you loved him.

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Ava Gardner (The Killers, The Barefoot Contessa)— She's so goddamn hot. Her and Frank Sinatra could've sandwiched me and I would've thanked them for the privilege

Dorothy Dandridge (Carmen Jones, Porgy and Bess, Island in the Sun)— The first Black actress to ever be nominated for best actress, Dorothy Dandridge was a groundbreaking actress who deserved better. She started her career as a singer, being put in a song-and-dance duo with her sister by their stage mother, and singing in soundies (I highly recommend cow cow boogie, it's adorable), proto-music videos. She started appearing as a featured singer in films. Her star was on the rise and she soon became a star solo performer. She continued acting, but had limited options because she refused to do stereotypical roles. She finally landed a starring role in Bright Road in 1953, but it was the movie Carmen Jones that truly cemented her as a star and sex symbol. Not to sound cheesy, but she literally sizzles on screen. You can't help but understand how poor Harry Belafonte gets caught in her trap, just look at her. This is the role that got her that Oscar nom. She didn't win cause I mean #OscarsSoWhite, but she was a sensation and continued starring in films, despite troubles in her life (including a shitty director bf who fucked with her career and a traumatizing pregnancy/delivery). Outside of her filmwork, she was also an activist, fighting against racism. She left behind an amazing legacy, and continues to inspire many actresses to this day (including also very hot first (and only) black woman to win best actress, Halle Berry).

This is round 4 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

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Ava Gardner:

Ava Gardner is one of my favorite actresses of all time. Although a lot of her roles in movies are about her being beautiful and nothing else, there are some films where her acting truly shines.

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HER FACE. LOOK AT IT. Also was a life long supporter of civil rights and a member of the NAACP, had lots of fun love affairs with other stars, bullfighters, married several times but was also happy in between to just have lovers and was unapologetically herself.

I literally gasp every time I see her.

Between 1942 and 1964, Ava Gardner was credited in no less 50 films, and is still considered by some to be the most beautiful actresses that ever graced the silver screen. Despite life-long insecurities regarding her talent as an actress, she weathered public scandal, industry hostility, and outright condemnation by the Catholic Church with fearless grace. She would later in life talk candidly about the reality and pain of living through two (studio approved!!) abortions during her short marriage to Frank Sinatra, and while the two of them could not make their relationship work, they remained in each other’s lives for nearly 30 years. She would forever describe herself as a small-town girl who just got lucky, but always felt like a beautiful outsider.

Really genuinely one of the most beautiful human beings I have ever seen. An autodidact. Had amazing chemistry with Gregory Peck to the point where I do think about watching On The Beach again sometimes because they're so good together even though that movie did destroy me. Was a great femme fatale in many movies.

Dorothy Dandridge propaganda:

Beautiful actress and hand-working and talented singer, she's especially notable for the number of firsts she accomplished such as the first African-American woman to receive a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Actress and the first African-American woman to appear on the cover of Life magazine.

Dorothy Dandridge was a classic Hollywood triple threat, singing, dancing, and acting with the best of them. She was the first African American nominated for an academy award for Best Actress for her role in Carmen Jones and she was just jaw-droppingly beautiful.

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this og of black film needs no introduction (star on the hollywood walk of fame anyone?), voice of an angel, heavenly features, just an overall stunning lady :)

Look at her!!! She is so unbelievably charismatic in Carmen, it’s insane. Her chemistry with Harry Belafonte is off the charts, and every time she puts another outdoor [sic] on it’s like ‘oh god this is a whole new level of stunning’ 🥵. She was so so talented, when she’s on screen I genuinely dare you to tear your eyes away from her. Deserves to be known so much better but due to Hollywood racism and a tough personal life she didn’t make it as big as she should have done. She’s incredible.

First Black actress to be nominated for the Oscar for Best Actress! Was the first choice for the role of Cleopatra that went to Elizabeth Taylor (we were ROBBED).

#dorothy dandridge #ava gardner #hotvintagepoll #fuck that old woman #ladies 4 #Youtube

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astrecium · 1 month

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I'll be there. ✧.*

pairing. wanderer x reader .

summary. whenever he looked at you, he only falls deeper for you. Doesnt matter the small thing you are doing, he always loves it. (A morning with simp wanderer for short.)

If the sun is shining bright and you happen to be awake because of the light, wanderer would be right by your side. They way you gracefully raise your arms and stretch always get to him. The fact that your hair is messy and you arent even in fancy clothes is even better, you look so pretty doesnt matter what are you in, and the light almost looks like it was made just to realce your beauty. When you notice him staring, you smile, such a bright smile made for him only.

"Good morning."

even knowing your day might be full of sorrow and sadness, you'd still get up and start it off with a smile. It always hit him hard, and his non existent heart would always beat for you. He would give you a small smile too, answering to your sweet voice.

"..good morning for you too."

you would lazily get off the bed and wash your face, he would be there, right behind you and watching you. The water slidding in your hand, the way you are so calm is almost addictive.

"are you hungry?"

He would ask, trying not to make the fact he loves you too obvious even if you two relationship is already years old. He knew you liked his cooking, and he would always think on new things to cook just for you.

"a little."

And then you two would be on the kitchen, you sitting with your head on the table, almost sleeping again. You were so cute, no matter if the thing you're doing is absolutely stupid. He would sigh, cooking something you like but it's light to eat on mornings. Putting a cup of coffee by your side, no matter how many times you say it, he would never stop spoiling you.

"aren't you going to eat?" You'd ask.

"I don't need to eat."

Staring at you as you take a bite, you look so cute with you eyes half closed, the morning is so peaceful.. especially with you by his side. When you finish, you'd get up and go to the sink to wash the things you've dirtied, and he would just push you away.

"I do it."

The small ways he shows you his love, trying to make you happy through small or big actions. He would always love you so much, no matter what. He will be there.

Managed to post 3 fics in a row

Out of fear tho, flop era hitting hard

#wanderer #wanderer x reader #genshin headcanons #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #kabukimono #kabukimono x reader #genshin x reader #ⓘ made by mecpencil on tumblr #reblogs are highly appreciated✧

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rookiesbookies · 4 months

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Hii I hope this doesnt bother you but afab reader who just got married with simon and after their marriage ceremony (im sorry I've never gotten married) he's just ready to make love with them because reader wanted to wait to have mattress mambo with anyone (only being simon)

Its ok my lovely lil anon, i’ve never been married either. But with a lil bit of research (asking my mom) I believe I am decently enough equipt to write this ask! I do what to apologize because Ghost/Simon is one of the harder ones for me to write so I hope I did him justice!

Smut is implied because this was taking longer for me to write than I liked, so sorry there isn’t a full scene. I wanted to publish this sooner rather than later.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the small gathering, the wedding reached its climax. Simon stood at the altar, fidgeting with the edges of his tux, trying to maintain the facade he had carefully constructed for years. It was definitely more difficult with his face free to the air. The team, gathered around him, looked on with a mixture of curiosity and understanding. They knew Simon's reasons for wearing the mask, just as they knew the effort it took for him to even consider taking it off.

It was Soap's wedding that had started it all. Simon had arrived at the ceremony, resolute in his decision to keep his mask on, no matter what. But the others had other plans. When Simon wasn't looking, Soap had swiftly plucked the mask from his face, much to Simon's dismay. The rest of the day had been a blur of laughter and camaraderie, and Simon had begrudgingly admitted that it hadn't been as terrible as he had imagined.

Now, at his own wedding, Simon found himself in a similar predicament. He had promised himself that he wouldn’t put the mask on. As Simon's teammate and Commanding Officer, Price knew Simon better than anyone else, he was who Simon gave the mask to. Today he wasn’t Ghost. This wasn’t a mission, he wasn’t saving the world.

He understood the significance of this moment, not just for Simon but for the entire team. Their resident scary dog was getting hitched. Simon was going to be happy again.

For the first time in years, Simon stood before his friends and loved ones, unmasked and unafraid. He had actually willingly handed off the mask to Price

And as he exchanged vows with his partner, he knew that this moment would forever be etched in his memory as the day he finally let go of the mask he had worn for so long.

The wedding night was as expected, Simon was more jittery than he had ever been.

She had been holding off and Simon expected it. They had kissed before, made out, but they never took it much further and he respected it. He wore blue balls with pride.

“If you decide to back out we don’t have to do anything tonight,” Simon said, planting a kiss on her cheek.

“No, I want this. I have wanted this, Simon,” she brought her hands up to his face, rubbing her thumbs over his cheeks.

He took one of her hands and pulled her in close. He just stood there and held her.

“I worry you’ll regret it.”

“Marriage or having sex with you?”

“Both.”

“I could never.” She brought her hands to his face, “I love you how the Sun loves the Moon, let me shine my light on you and show you just how much I could never regret anything with you.”

“Are you ready than?” He asked, turning away to unbutton his shirt, “because once I get ahold of you I won’t let go.”

“Simon. We’re legally married. I’m considering burning the receipt so you don’t try to return ME.” She giggled as he turned to pull her back into his body. Leaning over her to undo the corset of her dress before helping lift it over her head to get her out. He hung it on a hanger in the hotel room.

“Never.” Was all he said before he planted kisses down her body, her hands found there way back to his face.

“You got one more time to back out before I’m giving you a safe word.”

“I don’t think I’ll use it.”

“Pineapples.”

“Pineapples? Pineapples.”

That was the conversation before Simon absolutely tackled his now wife onto the hotel bed.

I pity those in the room under theirs.

#cod x reader #call of duty #simon riley x you #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley smut #ghost cod #ghost x reader

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jeon-ify · 4 months

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request from @sanspuppet !!

8. wanna fuck you in the back seat

21. atta girl, taking it so deep on your stomach

.MDNI.

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deep in the back seat- keeho

“my god keeho, you never wanna go on road trips! its only 4 hours its not like-“ he sighed. he never likes driving. ever. and if he ever did drive, it’ll only be around the city, or to go on dates— but never for over 30 minutes.

lately, you’ve been wanting to go to another state. road trips are so much fun, but only with keeho. he made everything so much more fun and elevated. he listens to the same music, he raps the same verses you do, and he just gets it.

“ok, yeah we’ll go. but don’t expect me to drive the entire way there, baby. at least drive half way.” he argues. he’s wearing a white tee that hugs his neck so perfectly, and black baggy sweatpants. he’s wearing the chain you got him for his birthday, and the cologne you bought him for christmas. it’s his favorite.

you can’t stop staring no matter how hard you tried. he likes arguing with you just to argue with you. it turns him on. but at things like this, its kinda hard to tell if he’s serious or not.

“kee, are you serious..” you drop your eyes and lose all recollection of whatever he just said.

“kee, i’ll drive wherever, baby. just go with me. we’ll have so much fun,” you beg, and you could’ve sworn you saw his eyes drop to your lips.

“i’ll come with you, pookie. but you gotta play my song. promise me baby.”

keeho LOVES dirty music. his favorite was ‘friends’ by chase atlantic.

“yesss, i’ll play it!!” you laugh.

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the drive out of state is so much more fun with keeho. he’s still in the same clothes he was in at home, but you’re wearing a crop and his black sweats. he wasnt any smaller or bigger than you, but his clothes are gonna be a tad bit baggier.

“AND WHAT THE HELL WERE WE?? TELL ME WE WERENT JUST FRIENDS!!! THIS DOESNT MAKE MUCH SENSE NO” you’re both screaming with the windows down, your hand in your boyfriend’s face, and his chain shining in the sun.

the song comes to an end and you and him take a deep breath. “my god, never gets old.” he says. he looks at you in a way you feel butterflies in your stomach.

“baby, pull over.” he asks, making all the eye contact possible.

“wait what? we’re literally almost there. relax, kee.” he wants to fuck you.

“if you dont pull over in the next 10 minutes, y/n.” he threatens. you don’t wanna push his buttons so you speed up and find an empty parking lot.

“okay!! god, i’m pulling over stop fucking yelling!” you argue. you really really want him to fuck you.

“get in the back. wanna fuck you in the back seat, pretty girl.” he groans and stares at your ass while you move to the back. he takes his shirt off while youre switching seats, and he follows you. he sits in the middle, manspreading and his cock hard the entire ride. you see it twitch just a little bit and you shift your eyes to his collarbone.

“kee, what’s gotten you so worked up, hm?” you ask, your doe eyes staring straight into his sharp almond eyes. you run your fingers up his collarbones and to his neck.

“you look too pretty, baby. couldn’t stop thinking about fucking you right here. want you on my cock ‘til youre screaming.” he moans. he moans.

his voice sends a thrill to your pussy and he grabs your hair and pushes you deeper into his kiss. he owns you, he owns your body and you willingly gave into him. the kiss is all tongue and teeth, he’s deep in your mouth and he tastes like the sweetest candy. “kee, please. please touch me.” you moan. he moves his hand to your throat and applies pressure right below your jaw, and he watches the way your eyes roll back.

“get on top of me baby, don’t even need to prep you, you’re soaking my fuckin’ pants.” he puts his middle and ring finger in your mouth and fucks your throat with his hand. “there you go, baby. get me soaked, all over baby. fuckkkk.” his eyes roll back and you feel him twitch again under you.

he moves his hand from your mouth and runs them under your pants just to feel that you were already fucking soaked since before you left the house 2 hours ago. “keeho, fucking do something please, j-just want you- mmmm.” you moan , as if he fucked you stupid already.

“need to stretch you out before i fuck you, can you even handle me?” he asks, his eyebrows furrow in faux concern and that alone makes you cum. he pushes his soaked fingers into your hole at an ungodly pace, the heel of his hand pushing against your clit. the rush sends you squirting all over his abs and his lower stomach. “fuck, kee, ‘m sorry baby, i’ll clean you up.” you apologize and he shows no emotion, yet he just wants to fuck you and get it over with. he’s rock hard. he needs you.

“take your pants off. take your top off. don’t say a fucking word.” he grabs your neck yet again. he licks your lips like you were a popsicle, and he kisses your chin and brings you to a deeper haze, by applying more pressure.

you take off your top and he squeezes your left tit and sucks on the right one. you feel him pressing into you but you can’t make a sound. he feels you clenching around him already.

“i feel you squeezing my dick, pretty. feels like heaven.” he groans, he’s fucking up into you and your head is muzzled in his neck. you suck the spot right below his ear and he sighs. the more you suck on it, the deeper his thrusts get.

“mmm, kee, please fuck.” you moan. you’re so loud and he’s so deep, you see his dick literally right above your belly button pumping you full.

“fuck baby, look at that. see it in my stomach you’re so fucking big.” you grab his hand and put it on the spot he keeps hitting.

“atta girl, look at you taking it so deep in your stomach. so fucking pretty. my beautiful whore.” he kisses your nipple and sucks. hard.

“kee! fuck i’m cumming!” you stutter. his hips speed up and you cum all over his cock.

“there you go baby, keep fucking cumming on me. so messy baby. love you like this.” he groans and grabs your hair and pulls your head up so he licks a stripe right up your neck.

“fuck baby, fucking squeezing me. cum again with me baby. need to fill you up.” his hips speed up and thumb strums your clit and your entire body twitches.

he reaches his orgasm and a layer of sweat coat his face and neck.

“my god baby, we need to go on more road trips together.” he laughs.

“told you, dumbass.”

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I HOPE THIS IS GOOD IDKKKK TYSM AGAIN

#keeho

#yoon keeho #p1h keeho #keeho icons #keeho x reader #p1harmony #p1h x reader #kpop smut #kpop

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rogueddie · 6 months

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Steve is the sun and Eddie is the moon.

Steve loves to walk the earth, loves how much joy and love his light brings. He's always popular and well loved. And he won't hear any complaints about the night and the moon. His praise for the moons guardianship in the shadows creates a little group, hellfire, that loves the moon and sings his praises as much as steve.

eddie is touched by the love, finally turns his gaze away from the stars shining in the night sky. he goes to the earth to meet steve. and they adore each other, eddie reflecting the best parts of steve back to him. he doesnt listen to steves doubts, the critism of how he burns and brings drought and blight. eddie adores him.

they hate being apart. slowly, they start spending more and more time together. its fun, flirty, romantic. eddie makes steve stars, shining big and bright. steve makes eddie flowers, beautiful and full of life. eddie brings steve the sea and waves. steve brings eddie the warmth.

but they're bringing disaster to the earth. the day and night cycle crumbles. the people riot and plead and despair. and the two, heartbreakingly, agree to return to the sky. they share one last night, one more moment. a last farewell, whispering hopes of one day…

steve keeps sneaking back to the earth, every night. it's the only way he can look up at the sky and, distantly, see eddie again.

one night, eddie isn't there. no moon in the sky. steve asks, panicked, where his lover has gone. but humans have forgotten them in the time thats passed, they think him a lunatic because the moon disapears every month. they call it a new moon, a regular occurance. normal. completely unnoteworthy.

steve finds him, on a tall mountain they used to spend their time together. eyes locked on the horizon- waiting for steve. but when he turns, sees steve behind him, the night sky shines bright once again. the stars glimmer with hope and love. and they can finally steal away their nights again. together.

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #longficidea #another idea I think I may have posted before but I love it so much

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homochadensistm · 20 days

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I think something us pro-Israel/anti-Bibi types in the diaspora were hoping was that were Bibi replaced by someone like Gantz the war in Gaza would proceed more smoothly with less endangering of non-militant Gazan lives. But the WCK bombing (and earlier when IDF soldiers killed those hostages) indicate that there seem to be problems with the IDF as a whole in that there seems to be an issue with them being too trigger happy. Not sure if there’s a way to fix that while the conflict is currently ongoing.

I find 2 issues with ur statement. the first is thinking bb is some unique manifestation of Evil that, once removed, the sun will shine again and rain will return to water our crops. girlies i need yall to understand that every single person in the knesset is bb just with better PR. gantz is a corrupt, spineless pussy, yair lapid is a corrupt, spineless, degree-buying pussy, theyre all trash, every single one. when bb dies/gets dethroned our retarded population will just forget everything and, instead of demanding the resignation of EVERYONE via protests, will just vote in one of the other kleptocratic clowns and the train of corruption and lunacy will keep chugging on.

The 2nd issue with this statement is attributing malice to ignorance and disorganization. the IDF isnt "trigger happy", its operating in an extremely complex, dense urban warzone, off of intel collected not weeks, months or years b4 action, but literal minutes. youre going to have mistakes, youre going to have tragedies and youre going to have false info, its a battle against guerilla warfare and not another army. I dont think ppl understand how complicated this entire operation is, on lvls never seen b4 globally, and how very, very few ppl out there just enjoy murdering regular ppl and do it for shits and giggles. even if ppl do want to believe the army is just a bunch of maniacs running around shooting everyone in a frenzy, each munition fired costs thousands and sometimes 10s and 100s of thousands of dollars, and are finite. these strikes r issued by high-order based on intel collected exactly for the reason of not burning money and supplies. Israel also has the north to worry about (which is leagues worse than whatever gaza can produce), nobody in their right mind is going to burn thru munitions willy nilly. u cannot expect ppl to operate perfectly in this kind of environment, in an unprecedented situation thats probably going to be the basis for future combat strategy books for armies globally, seeing that no other army on the planet ever had to face this kind of combat before. it doesnt mean that killing innocent ppl should be fine and not looked into, it means u rly gotta lower ur expectations and be more realistic abt the situation.

#israel #palestine

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moonlitkilljoy · 10 months

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the symbolism, similarities, and contrast of all the pier scenes involving both edward and oswald truly make me lose my mind

in the first pier scene edward and oswald are facing each other, oz has his back turned to the water. edward means to kill oswald here, and in doing so kills a part of himself, perhaps unknowingly— at least to an extent. oz means no harm to ed here, quite the opposite even. oswald dies this time and edward survives— though he loses a part of himself in the process. the atmosphere is gloomy and we see the scene from far away— it’s all grays and the one subtle beige of the pier. clouds fill the sky and rain crashes into the water.

in the second one they "both" (barring the fact that this isnt actually oswald and is just a hallucination) face the water, oz behind ed. this time edward MEANS to kill both what remains of oswald (in his eyes) and a part of himself. his vision of oswald watches as nothing more than a spectator, he might as well not even be there at all. the lighting here is completely different, as is the framing. this is not a scene about revenge or murder, it is about rebirth. clouds cover the right half of the sky, yet they do not rain, and the sun shines in from the left. in a way i think the clouds passing and revealing the sun kind of symbolizes edwards acceptance for the fact that he DOES care about oswald. hes not hiding from his feelings, even if that means nothing at all anymore— after all, he’s already thrown it all away. birds fly through the air. there is life. oswald stands by the sun, edward by the clouds. edward destroys his past self and his feelings for oswald, represented here by oswalds apparition.

in the third rehashing it is gloomy again. no clouds in the sky- this scene focuses on oswald (who we've seen framed by the clear sky compared to how ed has been framed by the cloudy sky in these scenes. edward intends for this scene to be about rebirth, but we can clearly see that it much closer resembles the one focused on death. again we see the scene from far away, its all greys with the slight beige of the pier. edward has failed and it is once more about death. they both face towards the water, ed behind oswald this time. obviously this is because ed believes he’s going to shoot oz again this time, but its also kind of perfectly symbolic. this time it is oswald killing his old self, his love for ed, and destroying ed in the process— instead of the other way around like the second or first scenes. neither of them are the same after this. though, there is no rain. the hardest part has passed, and while this is emotional, it is not the most they have gone through. this time oswald faces the water and he intends to kill.

NOW. scene 4. they face eachother again. farther from the edge of the pier, neither of them dies here this time, in any sense. the clouds frame ed once more, the clear sky behind oswald. the scene is framed closely, reminiscent of their second pier scene where no one actually dies. it seems that the far away shots signify death, whereas the close ones signify rebirth. while oz faces the water in a technical sense, he doesnt actually— not really. hes facing ed, that much is clear, but he isnt looking out at the water. theyre looking at eachother and nothing else. once more there are colors that aren’t just grey. its nice. again they coexist, this time for good and not just for the brief fleeting moment before death.

i just think that the visuals at play here are truly phenomenal

#riddlebird #nygmobblepot #oswald cobblepot #the penguin #edward nygma #ed nygma #the riddler #gotham #gotham 2014 #gotham spoilers #benny beeps #apologies for any typos or clunky wording ^^; i did my best to proof read this

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 7 months

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AITA for turning off a plant light?

so i (25nb) have been staying at a friend of mines (A, 28m) house (which he also rents out to 3 other people, also friends of ours, B, C, and D) for a while now while i look for an apartment. i pay A $250 a month in "rent" which is a courtesy thing more than anything for internet use and to sleep in his living room and am not considered a tenant (plus no rental agreement or lease has ever been offered to me or signed by me). i also help around with household chores (dishes and keeping the living room and kitchen tidy).

in his living room he has this wall of plants set up on shelves with lights and the whole shebang. he has the lights set to 12 hour timers so they have their own sort of day/night cycle. where i sleep normally is a daybed in the corner so the lights dont really bother me when they turn on (around 9). he recently purchased a really bright LED that has a brightness setting that the package has to warn you to not look at directly even at low settings. its genuinely comparable to staring directly at the sun in the summer at noon it's so bright. this light is also on a 12 hour timer (comes on at 10).

here's where the problem is. when my girlfriend comes over the daybed is too small for both of us to sleep comfortably in so we sleep on the pullout couch... which is directly under the Bright Ass Light. we were up pretty late that night (4am) and didnt really want to be woken up by the light shining directly in our eyes so before we went to sleep i turned the light off. i planned on turning it back on when we woke up (around noon) but got distracted and forgot to. A came downstairs while i was showering for work and chewed B and my gf out for the light being off before he went to work. he sent me a message saying "don't touch my fucking light" a few minutes later and i responded by telling him that if it wasnt so bright directly in our faces i wouldnt have to turn it off. he told me the light was for a desert plant so it had to be bright and that i would just have to deal with it as it was non negotiable. i told him to put it in a renter's agreement if he wanted to make demands like that and he told me he would deal with me when he got home from work.

when he got home from work i asked him how work was and he responded by flipping me off, talking at me for about 10 minutes about how i had a lot of nerve telling him what he could and couldnt do in his own home, especially since i was (according to him) making threats and demands. he said it wasnt his problem that we wanted to stay up late so it wasnt his problem that we didnt get enough sleep because it was shining in our faces in the morning and that id just have to deal with it. B, who was in the room at the time, asked if A would like it if a light woke him up like that, and A said no he wouldnt, but that the plant light is different because "the plants need the light cycle". B pointed out that the light was only off for 4 hours, not the whole day, and that plants in the wild dont get that kind of exact sunlight. didnt seem to matter to A, since while he set the timer back an hour so it would come on at 11, he also said he didnt want me ever touching the light again. i was (still am) completely astonished by this whole thing because its... just a plant light. it wasnt off all day and it doesnt happen all the time (this is the second time ive turned it off, again because i was sleeping under it).

so... aita for turning off the Bright Ass Light?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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cathartic-crypt · 1 day

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im continuing my benny posting by sharing my benny hcs. in no particular order. and very quickly typed up. enjoy ^_^

- tattooed. he has lots and lots and lots of tattoos from when he was a boot rider. all kinds of tattoos. some desert themed, some things based around him, some others depicting things he just likes. he doesnt mind them much nowadays, hes so used to them that he sees them as part of his skin. although hes a little bit iffy about showing others his old tattoos. hes got an image to upkeep after all - speaking of boot riders. he got a canine knocked out by bingo during their fight. so he got a gold one fitted shortly after he became the leader of the chairmen. and it glints like hell - he wears lots of gold jewellery. especially pre-war rings. he prefers engraved ones, ones with little images etched into the metal or ones with short messages rather than ones with gems. he also wears a cross necklace under his shirt - despite his gun and necklace...hes not christian. like at all. he doesnt care for religion and hasnt read anything about the engraving on his pistol or the meaning of necklace. he just likes how flashy and elaborate the imagery looks - by the time the courier rolls around hes 31. he's also 5'5". - he has a dad bod. i will personally fistfight anyone who draws him muscular and dehydrated. living the cushy and comfortable life of a casino boss means hes not some lean bodybuilder - however...thats not to say he ISNT strong or that hes unhealthy. he has a really high endurance, and can last for a long while out in the desert. also he doesnt like admitting it but hes probably a fraction better at straight up punching someone than shooting them at point blank range - since he was always outside and always doing something, he used to have super calloused hands. but again, casino life means theyre much more pampered and soft now - however hes still got one hell of a grip. he can very easily grab you by your shirt and throw you out of the front door without even breaking a sweat - hes Bi. theres literally no way he isnt, fuck you. BUT he really isnt one for meaningful romantic connections, he much prefers something quick with zero extra baggage (i.e. one night stands, friends with benefits) - hes super nosy. and almost terrifyingly good at recognising and remembering faces. he sees a new face in the tops that he doesnt instantly match to a regular? he needs to know their name. and then he promptly loses all interest because the mystery is lost and the people turn out to be, by all things considered, really fucking boring - even further...anyone who doesnt fall for his charismatic charm (or, even worse, doesnt care about his reputation) becomes a nuisance and he NEEDS to at least form some sort of impression on them, be it good or bad. like full on “if you dont form an opinion about me i will pull my own hair out” - he used to have an absolute love for geckos. he didnt tame them, he was more so inclined to hunt than to nurture, but he would feed scraps to the younger ones - which meant they began to follow him around from time to time... not anymore though. he thinks theyre dirty and brutish and a reflection of what it was like to be a boot rider - hes called Benny Boots (mockingly) by people around the strip. at least by those who knows about the three families past. other than that his last name is Gecko. he also personally calls himself Benny 'New Vegas' sometimes as a sort of boastful title because he thinks hes the shining face (not the heart, mind you - thats House) of the strip - hes a huge morning person. its something he picked up, and cant get rid of, from the boot rider days. he wakes up super early in the morning, rising with the sun - and hates sleeping in because he feels like hes wasting time. he goes to sleep pretty late, since new vegas is awake at night, but he doesnt feel tired. a couple hours of sleep is good enough for him.

#ooouoououh this was rlly fun to think abt ngl :3 #it talks #fallout #fallout new vegas #fnv #benny gecko #fnv benny #benny fnv #benny new vegas #fallout headcanons #headcanon #head canon #bootriders #fnv the tops #the tops

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lupeloto · 6 months

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“the best thing to ever happen to me” ficlet

so ian is struggling with a down and mickey does some reasssuring

Mickey stands at a still in the doorway for a bit, the lowering Sun peaking through the small crack in the curtains. It’s shining on Ian’s body, glistening against his pale-freckled skin, like it was made to illuminate him.

Mickey stalls in the doorway a moment longer, his heart slightly weighed down at the sight of Ian in the same position he left him in this morning… covers draped loosely over his stomach, arms curled underneath his chin, back turned towards the door

“Hey sleepyface,” Mickey shakes himself, forcing a smile on his face as he makes his way to Ian’s side of the bed.

Mickey crouches down in front of him, bringing his hand up to gently caress his cheek as Ian’s eyes flutter open slowly.

A small, almost unnoticeable smile tugs at his lips at the sight of Mickey, “Hey,” he says in a barely audible whisper.

“Hey,” Mickey grins, “Can I make ya something to eat? I’ll see what i can do with the fuckin’ pizza rolls and pop-tarts we got.”

Ian doesnt respond, simply shifting the comforter back on the spot next to him, signaling for Mickey to join him. Although irritated at being ignored, he feels a rush of relief flood his body. Ian wanting company was a good sign.

“Alright softie, gimme a minute,” Mickey tugs off his work uniform before grabbing a pair of sweatpants from the drawer. He pulls back the comforter, a sigh of relief escaping him as the cold sheets hit his bare chest. It had been a long day taking on deliveries himself…not that he would ever complain.

“Ya wanna turn around? Haven’t seen that face all day,” Mickey touches Ian’s shoulder lightly.

Ian slowly turns his body around, a certain sluggishness plaguing his movements, “Telling me you miss my face and i’m the softie?” He speaks slower than usual, a lag in his joke delivery but a small smile on his face anyways.

“Fuck off,” Mickey says through stifled laughs. He revels in this moment, that sunset now revealing a dusted pink through the curtains that shine on Ian’s face, perfectly complimenting the dusting of orange freckles.

“I’m sorry,” Ian whispers, facing Mickey, hands curling up under his chin again.

“I know it’s hard. It doesn’t just happen to me,” he hesitates, stumbling slightly over his words, “It-it’s happening to you, too. And i’m-“

“Hey,“ Mickey leans his face in closer, eyes staring up at Ian, “Shut the fuck up for me.”

“Don’t wanna hear any more of that shit. You happening to me was the best goddamn thing I could’ve asked for,” Mickey rolls over on his back, slightly insecure at the level of intimacy in the statement.

“Hey,” Ian touches Mickey’s chin, turning his face towards him, “You’re the best thing to ever happen to me too.”

“Yeah?” Mickey asks, flashing that one-smile he does paired with a flush of his cheeks. Ian fucking loves that smile. From the minute he first saw it he never wanted it to leave, promising himself to make him smile like that every single day he could.

“Yup. Known it for eleven years of my life,” Ian says, a slight higher register in his voice that lifts a small weight off Mickey’s chest.

“Alright, enough of this shit you sappy-ass. I’m starvin’, want some pizza rolls? Pop-tarts for dessert?” Mickey questions, raising his eyebrows sarcastically as if he had just offered Ian a five-star meal.

“Sounds perfect.” Ian says through a satisfied sigh.

Mickey fumbles out of the bed, leaning over the place a quick peck on Ian’s forehead, moving to his lips for a slightly longer one.

They pull away, a smile on both their faces, “Now get your ass in there, Gordon Ramsey,” Ian grins lightly, poking fun at Mickey’s five-star dinner proposal, feeling a blanket of warmth settling over him.

#mickey having come such a long way but still occasionally feeling insecure in moments of intimacy is my roman empire #i know these type of fics have been written 738373x #but like i eat them upppoo #so here’s one more #gallavich #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #shameless #gallavich fic #gallavich fic rec #lupeloto ficlets

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fruityrituals · 8 months

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spring getaway

mountain ghoul x fem reader

summary: mountain takes you somewhere special for some alone time and makes the day memorable for you beyond expectations.

cw: explicit, fluff, public sex, gag, unprotected sex, soft dom., mentions of food and eating

comment: in this fanfic, it is mountain NOT hayden. I’m using a picture of hayden because mountain will be in his human glamour out in public with the reader. AGAIN, this is a mountain fic!! also, this is fiction, so location doesnt have to make sense lol.

dedicated to rachel 🤍

(18+) / MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Ghost Masterlist

(divider below from @cafekitsune ) | pics above from pinterest

For the last 3 years, you have been constantly on the road with Ghost. You found your way to the ministry and Papa instantly took you in. As soon as you fell in love with one of the ghouls, Mountain, Sister Imperator said you were allowed to be apart of the tour group as a stage hand to be closer to Mountain as long as he focused on his tasks and behaved himself. Yesterday was the last show leading up to the 3 week break before we’re headed on the road again. You and Mountain decided to stay in Amsterdam as everyone else left on their flight home. Before you both went to bed last night, he said he had a nice day planned for them both tomorrow. You obviously couldn't fall asleep from how excited you were not only to go exploring with him, but also because this is their first time in months that you get to have complete alone time with him without someone interrupting.

In the morning, you groan and turn over putting your face into your pillow when the sun started shining on your face. You stretched your arm out to put your hand on Mountain, but you found an empty bed instead. You lift your head up from the pillow to look over at his side of the hotel bed, then turned over sitting up as your eyes scanned the room while you stay quiet listening to if he was in the bathroom. Turning your head toward the night stand, you find a note with a single daisy next to the note along with a blueberry muffin on a small plate. You smile instantly as you picked up the note that read:

You cant help but smile even wider as you pick the flower up and smelled it, then placed the note and daisy back on the night stand. He was preparing something? There were so many question going through your head, but you were so excited. You get out of the bed and open up the closet finding a baby blue sundress hanging in the closet along with a pair of white vans sitting on the ground below them. He knew you so well to get you an outfit you would not only feel comfortable in, but absolutely love. You check the time seeing you only have 30 minutes to get ready, so you rush to the bathroom taking a quick shower, brush out your wet hair and put it into a braid, brushed your teeth, then got dressed. Once you were ready, you grab the muffin from the night stand and leave your phone behind wanting a day free of interruptions.

Once you got outside of the hotel with 5 minutes to spare, you eat your muffin waiting for mountain to come. As you're looking around the beautiful streets of Amsterdam, you see him coming toward you riding a bike with one hand and holding onto the handle of an empty bike next to him. He stops in front of you and pecks your lips gently and smiles. You kiss him back gently then looked at the bike “Where did you get these?”. Mountain smiled proudly and said “I rented them, were going to ride these to the spot i’m taking you to. We have to get going now though before the place gets busy”. You smile pecking his lips one more time before mounting the empty bike. He starts leading the way and you follow his path.

You guys arrive at a park and left your bikes leaning against a tree. He pulls out a blindfold, “i’m going to put this on you because the rest of the way is a surprise. Trust me?”. you smile up at him and nodded “Of course I do” and then turn around for him to put the blindfold on you. You hear him walk in front of you and he bends down a bit bumping his back against you and says “get on my back”. Chuckling, you hop on his back wrapping your arms around his neck loosely and your legs around your waist as he hold onto your thighs. As he walks quietly, you hear the different sounds of the spring time, the ducks splashing in water, bird chirping, the wind through the trees. The same wind that carries the smell of the tress and the flowers to your nose. After a few more minutes, he places you down gently then steps behind you and takes off your blindfold. You squint and blink a few times to adjust to the light and what you see makes your heart swell.

You are in a field covered in flowers that reminds you of the one from twilight, but more colorful, theres trees surrounding the area and you two are the only people around. A few yards ahead of you is a lake with a little boat pulled half way onto the grass. Next to the lake is a huge purple wisteria tree with a picnic set up under it. Your eyes water as you finally look up at mountain who’s now standing next to you and you smile wide “is this all for me?”. He nods and smiles as he snakes his arms around your waist pulling you into his chest, leaning down and kissing your lips sweetly with a smile on his lips. You guys really need some genuine alone time and the fact that he went all out made you just fall even more in love with him. He pulls away from the kiss and looks down at you as he cups your cheeks and wiped the tear slipping down you cheek “now I think we should go for a little row around the lake and then we can sit down for our picnic breakfast?”. You nod as you sniffle once more and held onto his wrists rubbing them gently “that sounds perfect, but I hope you know how to row that thing or we might have to swim back”. He let out a laugh kissing your forehead and nodded “I know how to row it baby”.

Mountain holds your hand and leads you to the boat thats pulled up to the grass and he helps you into the boat and takes off his socks and shoes then rolls up his jeans and pushes the boat into the water a little bit then pulls himself into the boat sitting down across from you and grabbing the oar. He gets the boat out to the middle of the lake then putts the oar down and smiles at you catching you looking up at the sky. “Whats on your mind?” he says as he takes your hands and pulls them to his mouth kissing you knuckles. You pull your eyes off the sky and look at your favorite ghoul sitting in front of you and smile “i’m just so grateful for you, happy that we get this alone time and just so in love that you did all of this for me”. He smiles and leans forward kissing your cheek “I would do anything for you to make you happy”. Your eyes dart down quickly when you feel something by your leg and you gasp when a frog jumps into Mountains lap, he hates frogs, so he gasped acting quick and mindlessly, standing up in the small boat and you yell “Mountain no!” and then theres a big splash as he falls into the lake. You put a hand over your mouth trying not to laugh as he comes back to the surface and he looks up at you with red cheeks “don’t you dare laugh”. You couldn't help it as soon as he said that and you reply “i’m not” then burst out laughing. He grips the edge of the boat tipping it causing you to gasp and fall in next to him. When you come up, he’s grinning wide ate you and you shove water in his face and you say “you little shit, I hope the frog swims by you”, He gasps “how dare you” and then screams when you touch his leg with your foot and you burst out laughing as you both swim to shore, him swimming faster than you.

When you both get to your picnic set up, he hands you a towel so you could wrap yourself in as you both are still laughing about the whole situation. You both sit on the blanket and he opens the container of fruit handing you a strawberry. You take it thanking him and take a bite. You both spend an hour talking, eating and listening to music on a radio he brought. He brought a film camera with him that you guys took pictures with. You were having such an amazing time with him. You both were leaning against the tree holding hands and you had your head on his shoulder. You pick your head up to look at him and when he looks at you, you lean in and you both press you lips together and start kissing slowly. You let the kiss build up and grow passionate and slowly move onto his lap straddling his waist. One hand wraps around his neck and the other laces his hair in your fingers. Within seconds, you feel his cock grow beneath you through his pants and that made you smirk on his lips as you push your center down against him and slowly started to grind against his lap. You both moan from the friction and it causes you to move your hips faster against him. He moans out and mumbles “I don’t think I can stand just this”. You nod agreeing with a soft whine leaving your lips and that makes his stomach knot and within seconds, he’s reaching between the two of you undoing his pants. You help him by lifting your hips a bit to let him pull himself out. His dick springs out of his pants and even though you cant see it because of your dress in the way, you feel it against your leg. You reach your hand down moving your panties and rest your forehead against his. While he’s looking you in the eyes, he spits in his hand, rubs it on the tip of his cock, then positions himself at your entrance.

You slowly sink down onto his lap as you both let out long moans while looking into each others eyes. You seat yourself all the way down on his lap as his cock fills you up. You place both hands on his shoulders and he places his hands on your hips after making sure your dress was covering both your laps, then you slowly start riding his lap. You toss your head back letting out a soft moan as you feel his breath against your neck and he starts kissing your throat leaving soft bites against them. The more he touched you and gripped your hips, the faster you start bouncing on his lap. He was doing much better at staying quiet than you were and he noticed that. He reaches over grabbing the blindfold from earlier and stuffs it in your mouth and puts his hand over it to keep you quiet and whispers in your ear “shhh my little daisy, we have been alone here for a while but I don’t want anyone finding us. Understand me?”. You nod quickly as you close your eyes. He wraps an arm around your waist as he sits up and lays you back onto the blanket accidentally getting cake in your hair and laying you down on the strawberries, but you both didn’t care to notice especially when he started thrusting hard into you causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head and trying your hardest to keep quiet. He reaches down and starts rubbing your swollen bud in circles and that makes your back arch with pleasure as you keep the moans low behind the gag in you mouth.

Your walls start to tighten around him and that causes a groan out of him as he tries to be quiet himself. He grabs a cloth from the basket putting it into his mouth and bites down onto it letting out a muffled moan as he thrusted into you harder and circled your clit faster. Your hands fly down into the blanket gripping and pulling causing everything on it to tip and drag with it as you chase your high. You both are cumming at the same time letting out loud muffled moans into your gags. His hips slow down as he empties deep inside of you then slowly pulls out and practically collapses next to you into the grass. You both pull the gags out of your mouths and work on calming your breathing. He looks over at you and chuckles. You turn your head to him raising an eyebrow in question and he says “I accidentally laid you down in half the food”. You sit up and laugh as you look around at the mess then to lean over to him leaning down and kissing him as you mumble on his lips “lets go for a swim to clean off. I promise to protect you from frogs”.

#ghost fanfiction #ghost bc #the band ghost #mountain ghost #mountain ghoul #mountain ghoul x reader #mountain ghoul x fem reader #ghoul fanfiction #nameless ghouls #fanfic #fanfiction #smut fic #fluff fic #mdni

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anonymouslyel · 2 years

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thinking about steddie omegaverse au with confident omega steve harrington.

just strutting into hawkins high with no scent patches on his neck and wrists, letting his cinnamon-like (spicy & woody with a tinge of metallic) scent permeate the air not caring about other people's reaction.

because of this, his nose had become more sensitive. he's learned to differentiate scents from one another and from his own.

with enough anger inside him, he punches any assholes who hit on him, alpha or not, before they even finish what disgusting lines they have ready for the day

this is him rebelling, his parents disappointed in having a male omega as their first born when they are both alphas. this is him raising his middle fingers in his parents' face. he's gonna let the whole town know that a harrington is an omega.

he leaves broken hearts on every step and smirk, not even a bit apologetic. he very much clearly said its only a one time thing. they agreed. they shouldn't be chasing steve like this.

its sophomore year when he first met eddie munson. eddie interrupting steve making out with an alpha he doesn't remember. steve just liked her scent and entertained the girl's approach.

eddie didnt actually interrupt their make out session but more of steve taking a whiff of his scent when he's taking out some papers and a small recrangular tin can from his locker to steve's right.

it's a weird mixture of natural scents, sweat and weed, and his own scent that has steve wanting more. steve can't pinpoint an exact name for it. it's like when the sun shined bright the whole day then a heavy rain falls, the moment the rain stopped and you get out, that's eddie's scent, only muddier, reminds him of trees and mud and wet ground. calming, natural, safe.

steve's mind is full of it that his eyes follow eddie walk away while the alpha in front of her whines and spouts some nonsense.

junior year comes and steve still thinks about eddie at night and wonders why his scent stood out from the rest. steve got used to the onslaught of different scents he smells everyday, he can tune those out easily, but eddie's scent piqued his interest.

eddie who is the school's resident nerd and weirdo, the freak to steve's the king.

somehow, even how the school is small, steve seldom encountered eddie and his distinct scent. steve can't fault him too, eddie's crowd normally stays away from steve's.

the next time steve sees eddie, his scent is muted, easily covered by other scents in the vicinity, but steve can still smell it. eddie's sitting with the hellfire club members while steve's with the basketball team.

eddie ties up his hair and there steve sees several scent patches. whereas other would use two for each side of their neck, eddie has at least four, two on each sides.

from then on, it got harder and harder to pick eddie's scent from the crowd whenever their in the same space. and that pissed steve off. he wants to be near eddie, wants that scent that makes steve feel calm and safe to surround him all the time, wants that alpha he chose for himself.

he wants to be near eddie again and he's gonna do everything to do that.

steve (intentionally) offhandedly mentions about a dnd club in school to dustin and lets dustin do the work. of course he pretends to be angry about the kids asking him to ask the club manager if they can play with them. of course he agrees after four times of saying no.

steve knocks into the drama club's room that turns into hellfire club's room in wednesdays and fridays. how did he know? he doesnt wanna talk about it.

it opens after a few moment and eddie is in front of him. the scent is muted but present nonetheless and steve leans into it.

"what is a royalty doing in the peasants' room?" eddie raised a brow, holding the door open just for half of his body to be seen.

steve took note of it. protective of his pack. strong-headed when needed. willing to shield his pack using his body. steve is weak at the knee.

"my friends want to know if they can play dnd with your club?" steve smiles, let's his scent do the talking. because eddie might be using scent patches but steve does not.

he's pretty sure he's used the wrong term or asked it in a wrong way but hey, he's talking to eddie now.

someone shouts inside and eddie looks at him. steve was about to blurt out something but eddie says, "meet me here after school and we'll talk about your friends."

steve raises his pinky, he gotta make sure eddie's serious. he used the kids' weakness to be close to eddie so he needs to make their wishes come true.

"my friends would be really hurt if you don't consider," he explains and wiggles his pinky. eddie quickly curled his own pinky to steve saying, "promise. now go, before your team see your presence here and ruin my game again," and closed the door with click of a lock.

steve decides to spend the few fours to talking to his team and making them pinky promise that they won't go anywhere near the hellfire club anymore.

steve can't have these dumbfucks ruining his plan to be close to eddie enough to ask if he can court him because fuck traditions. he'll court the alpha he likes because he can. he'll protect the alpha he chooses because he can. because steve wants to.

#steddie #omegaverse #alpha eddie munson #omega steve harrington #omega!steve #alpha!eddie #steveddie #steve x eddie #im a sucker for confident and unapologetic omegas in any of my ships #and so far all ive seen is omega!steve relying on alpha!eddie #and i eat those up too #but i want confident and unapologetic omega!steve too #yel's stvd posts

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