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sapphicnae · 17 days

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Love, Hate and Everything in Between

Summary: Regina hated you and you hated Regina. Each of you so obsessed with taking down the other. But was this obsession pure hatred or something more?

Character Pairings: Regina x fem!reader, Regina x Cady (if you squint)

Warnings: Slurs, Bullying, Toxic Behaviour, Internalised Homophobia

Words: 2.6k

A/N: This is my first fic / one-shot on here so I hope you guys enjoy. I’ve been reading some fics on here and decided we don’t have enough Regina fics going round, so I thought, what better than a classic enemies to lovers (?). Apologies for any mistakes I did write half of this at 4am. If you do enjoy, please let me know because I wouldn’t mind turning this into a full blown fic, I have plenty more ideas for it. Also, I’m very open to requests!

You and Regina. Two of the most popular girls in school.

Regina hated you, and you hated Regina.

It had been this way since you had joined North Shore a year ago and gained popularity, despite Regina’s attempts to take you down at every turn. But one thing you and your best friend, Janis Imi’ike couldn’t figure out was why Regina was so obsessed with you. To the point you would catch her staring at you from across the cafeteria almost daily, albeit with an icy glare plastered on her face. You had both had your fair share of run-ins with each other, after all, Regina couldn’t stand to see the new girl rise to popularity as fast as you had in your year of being at this school. But the difference between you and Regina was that you actually treated people with respect... and you just happened look pretty while doing it.

Jealousy. That’s all you had chalked her behaviour down to, until recently.

Regina had consistently made it clear that she was in fact, not gay. From her messy relationship with Aaron Samuels to openly flirting with Shane Oman in the halls, she had made it very clear she only had eyes for men. Her performative gestures with Shane in the hallways also coupled with the spreading of rumours about certain people being a lesbian. From the way Regina had spoken this word, it had made it seem as if this was the worst possible thing to be known as at North Shore. No one in school had ever had the guts to stand up to Regina for her problematic behaviour, especially since she ruled the halls with fear. Yet her reign seemed to be interrupted the moment you transferred to North Shore. You were the only person who wasn’t afraid to defend yourself, or others for that matter.

Naturally, Regina could not stand this. Which lead to you having a constant target on your back for rumours and blatant lies in order for you to lose your popularity as well as your dignity. You thought it was incredibly excessive of her to make out that being a lesbian was a bad thing. Partly because your best friend and partner-in-crime, Janis was a lesbian and partly because deep down, you knew you had an attraction to girls too. Yet the only people who knew this was Janis and Damien, of course, your two closest friends.

You had not yet been in a relationship since joining North Shore that year, not due to avoidance, but due to all your time being taken up by your rivalry with Regina. Which was totally normal… right?

The most recent rumour that was circling the halls, of course spread by Regina, was that at a party that you had both been to last Friday night, you had made a pass at Regina. Hearing this from Damien in English class that day was the last thing you had needed, after enjoying a supposedly drama free day for once. Anyone who was at the party that night would’ve known that wasn’t true, yet Regina had a certain charm to the way she could make anything seem believable. You of course weren’t surprised at her attempts to drag your reputation down for the umpteenth time this year. She loved making out that you were the one who was obsessed with her and not the other way round. It irked you to think that she could get away with having the last laugh. You would have just let it slide, but your ego once again stood in the way of your ability to allow Regina to think she had won.

So that’s when lunch rolled around. You, Janis, and Damien were sitting at your usual table, with the plastics in view. Having to watch them gossiping with each other and occasionally glancing your way had left you with a deep-seated feeling of rage. You had never been one to keep your emotions in check, this seemed to be your downfall in situations like these. Feeling anger like this was always the driver of your revenge. Coupled with the fact that thoughts of Regina didn’t often leave your mind. Which was obviously due to the fact that you resented her so much. You hated everything about her. Sure, she was gorgeous, with those stupid green eyes that always harboured some form of winged eyeliner, along with the rest of her makeup that accentuated her already flawless features. That stupid beautiful blonde hair that always seemed to sit in the perfect place, flowing down her back like she was some sort of supermodel. Those perfect lips tha-

“Dude, are you even listening to me right now?” Janis questioned, lightly punching your arm, ripping you away from your thoughts. A small blush crept up your neck, realising you had been so deep in thoughts about Regina that you had completely zoned out of the conversation you were supposed to be having.

You faltered for a moment before attempting to save yourself with a reply “Y-yeah of course. I was just-“

“Clearly planning her revenge against queen of the plastics, god Janis, keep up” Damien chimes in, attempting to save the day. Janis just rolls her eyes at both of you. She had been dealing with Regina and her posse for years, which meant she had more or less tuned their drama out in an attempt to stay sane at this school. With you however, it was a different story, Regina somehow always found the perfect way to rile you up.

“The day queen bitch of North Shore gives it a rest with these dumbass rumours, will be the day I know peace” Janis huffed, which made both you and Damien chuckle in response. “Especially with her obsession over who’s a lesbian and who’s not. If you ask me, she should just come out of the closet already.” She then nods to you “I mean, the closet might as well be glass with the way she stares you down at any given moment. Coming from a fellow girl kisser, she wants you baaad.” She laughed at her own words. Receiving an eye roll from you this time.

“That girl needs to be called out on her shit.” You glance over at Regina who is sporting a smug smile listening in to her friends gossiping. You couldn’t stand the fact that she had gotten under your skin once again. With the rumour fresh in your mind, you couldn’t help yourself from wanting to act. Deep down you loved the drama between the both of you, it gave you some sort of high, being able to pull Regina off her own narcissistic pedestal. It was like some sort of addiction; you couldn’t get enough of it “in fact… what better time than right now?” You uttered, as you shot up from your seat. Before either Janis or Damien could sway you out of it, you were already making your way over to the table across the cafeteria.

As you approached, you could see Regina’s eyes flicker towards you, a wry smirk growing on her face. On seeing Regina’s attention shift, the rest of the plastics turned to face your way, which didn’t deter you in the slightest. Having a rivalry with Regina for this long, you were used to all eyes being plastered on you while confronting her. Plus, nothing about Regina’s minions scared you. All they ever seemed to do was blindly follow her around like lost puppies. The only person who you had never understood as being part of the group was Cady Heron. You had sat with her in a couple of your classes, and with the way she spoke, it seemed she so desperately wanted to be her own person instead of being grouped in with the meanest girls in school. This lead to you gaining a small amount of respect for her. A few times you had considered asking her why she still sticks with Regina after seeing the way she treats her, but you knew that would be a whole other mess. Besides, there was a high chance that she’d go running straight to Regina about it. It seemed as though Cady was on the tightest leash out of anyone in the plastics… probably because Regina knew she could be pulled away from her with the right amount of convincing.

Right before you reached the table you noticed Regina stiffen her posture, followed by a groan, “here comes queen lesbo of North Shore”, which was followed by a few snickers from Gretchen and Karen. Funnily enough, Cady remained silent. “What’s up? Couldn’t get enough of me Friday ni-“

You interrupt her by slamming your hands on the table, which not only grabbed the attention of the plastics, but those from surrounding tables too. You lock eyes with Regina as you spoke in a low tone, attempting to control your anger towards her.

“Real cute hearing that you’re telling people I came onto you, when anyone who was there knows we barely even made eye contact.” Regina raised an eyebrow at you, smirk still in place. She then spoke condescendingly, before you could continue.

“Oh honey, of course you don’t remember, you were sooo drunk and all over me, everyone saw it, right Gretch?” You then see her shoot a subtle dangerous look to which Gretchen instantly nodded in response. This amused you slightly, knowing she was laying it on thick. She was trying so desperately hard with this angle that you decided to use her tactics against her for once. You let out a laugh of false amusement before continuing.

“Oh please Regina, you’re trying so hard to convince everyone it’s true, almost as if… you wish it was? I mean it wouldn’t be surprising. I’ve seen the way you stare at me in the hallways, you make it a bit obvious don’t you think?” By this point, the smile on Regina’s face had completely dropped, morphing into a poisonous glare. As she opened her mouth to cut you off, you kept speaking, raising your tone to catch the attention of others. “-so obvious in fact, that I don’t even need to say it out loud, people are whispering about it already. So next time you wanna spread rumours like that, try taking a look in the mirror first.” People around you gasp, hearing you speak to Regina in the same way she would leaves even the queen bee herself in slight shock before she manages to compose herself. You hadn’t even considered the weight of the words you had spoken until they had left your mouth. You had basically just accused her of having a huge crush on you and judging by the state it left her in, it didn’t seem like that was far from the truth.

“So, you are gay?” Karen pipes up first, mouth slightly agape as she speaks. Regina shoots a glare at her this time, making her immediately look in the opposite direction.

It was your turn to smirk seeing her cheeks turn scarlet as she gritted her teeth. She was clearly outraged, the look on her face said so. Yet, hidden behind her eyes, there seemed to be an ounce of shame present. Having a moment to study this look almost made you feel… regret? Though in the next beat, she rose up from where she was sitting and took a few steps towards where you’re stood, towering over you slightly. She had rarely ever made a move to get this close to you before, and standing where she is right now, you could practically smell her expensive perfume. You fought the urge to take a step back, as your breath hitched slightly. For a moment she hesitates, her eyes flicker to your lips for just a split second, but not fast enough that you don’t catch her doing it. If this wasn’t happening in front of the whole school crowd, you would be sure that she was about to lean in and kiss you. You felt yourself taking a heavy breath to steady yourself before she snaps at you.

“Listen, dyke. If you ever catch me staring at you it’s because I think you’re a freak. And if you think for one second, I would ever be into you, then you’re even more delusional than I thought. So why don’t you and the rest of your sad little band of freaks over there, go and-“

She is almost immediately cut off by a teacher who walks over to the group, clearly having been alerted of the altercation going off in the middle of the cafeteria. Regina immediately takes a step back from you and fixes her hair, attempting to seem as innocent as possible.

“Girls, what seems to be the problem?” Ms. Norbury questions, looking between the two of you. With the rest of the plastics keeping silent, it was up to one of you to speak up first. Regina then plasters a fake polite look on her face and turns to Ms. Norbury to speak. Right as you expected her to defame you all the way to your seat in detention, she instead gives a different response.

“There’s no problem, everything’s fine.” Regina smiles at her as you see the rest of her crew nodding behind her, which brings you to scoff at the sudden change up in her demeanour. Having dealt with Regina many times before, it was clear that Ms. Norbury saw right through this attempt to get her to leave you both to it. Which lead to what she had to say next.

“Look girls, I know the two of you have had issues in the past. But I won’t tolerate drama like this during school hours.” She then steps between the both of you. “Now separate this and I’ll see you in my office after school. Both of you.” She then turns on her heel and walks away.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” you huff out in disbelief. After this, you decide it’s best to walk away from Regina and return to your table before your day could get any worse. But not before she hastily grips your forearm and subtly whispers some hostile words a little too close to your ear.

“We are so not done, freak” she then roughly drops your arm before coasting back to her seat. Though her threatening remark left you stunned for a moment, her closeness left you breathless for longer. As you made your way back to Janis and Damien, you couldn't get the thought of her out of your head. After all the tension and pent-up anger between you, you secretly hoped she might be right. Because as you stared at her from across the cafeteria, your heart thumped in your chest, not out of fear, but something else. You were definitely not done with each other. Not by a long shot.

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leeknowlover99 · 5 months

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pervy Changbin brain rot smut

masterlist

that’s just pure filth 🙈

warnings: reader is not really in a state to give consent - dubcon, perv Changbin, unprotected s*x, corruption kink, dirty talk, alcohol consumption, usage, degradation, cum, dumbification,

you and Changbin have been together for few months already yet it still felt like a honeymoon stage in your relationship. today you went to frat boy party organized by few of his friends. as it was quite far from both of your dorms you decided to go by car. earlier that day you played rock paper scissors to decide who will be the driver. lucky for you Changbin lost. that’s what lead to you being wasted drunk after doing shots with everyone and your boyfriend watching you amused not even slightly drunk after chugging one beer. as usual you started to get very touchy and needy with alcohol buzzing in your veins, mind dazed a bit. but how could you not get horny when your boyfriend wore his tightest black shirt today, it was hugging his broad chest and arms perfectly. or when he not so subtly grinded against your hips while dancing, his hands moving teasingly between your waist and hips. oh he knew the effect he had on you. he secretly loved how shameless and needy you were while drunk, only his cock on your mind. it fueled his ego and made him want you so bad. that’s why he was riling you up all night. until you finally broke and whispered in his ear “need you so much Binnie.” you cheeks flushed and eyes dark of lust you were quite a sight, it made his dick twitch. “meet me in the upstairs bathroom in five baby, knock twice.” he instructed and left you in the dance floor.

luckily bathroom was free so he quickly shot the door and took few deep breaths to calm himself down. he was really down bad for you. he took out his wallet to grab a condom. he always had one with himself for emergencies like the one. you didn��t want to use birth control as it had negative effects on your health and Changbin didn’t want to push you. however now he searched every pocket of his wallet and did not find the condom. “fuck” he must’ve forget to grab a new one. before he could think about it he heard a knock on the door. he let you in and you immediately laced your hands behind his neck and pulled him for a kiss. your lips felt hot and plump against his. kiss was full of passion and desperation from the beginning, tongues dancing together in a filthy wet manner. you were basically eating each other out. Changbin hands roughly explored your body. groping your boobs, pinching hardened nipples. “love your perky tits princess, all for me” he whispered against your lips. you moaned and pressed yourself against his hard body. your head was already spinning a little from all the alcohol but now with Changbins touches and words it was spiraling. “please, need you inside, i’m so wet” you begged palming him through his pants and pouting. your boyfriend chuckled amused. “begging already princess?” he turned you around so you faced the mirror and pushed you down so you had to prop your elbows on the counter. you immediately got the idea and arched your back to him. you watched him in the mirror when he was unbuckling his pants and pulling them down. image was a bit blurry due to your current state but anticipation made you even wetter. he hiked up your dress and pulled your soaked panties to the side. you felt cold air on your pussy and gasped. “so wet for me, you’re dripping baby.” Changbin said roughly massaging your butt and then harshly slapping your core. fuck you were a mess, your walls tightened around nothing and your vision blurred even more, you couldn’t even see your boyfriends face now. he grabbed your jaw and pulled you for a messy kiss while his dick grinded against your wet core, slick noises filling the small room. Changbins hand slid down to your neck and he pressed lightly. you were seeing stars and was on verge of crying if he wouldn’t fuck you now. but he was not intending to do that, still grinding and kissing you. even when horny he was still sober enough to remember that there was no condom. but he was enjoying himself a lot, watching you drool and arch towards his lightest touch, acting like a complete slut for him. he loved this version of you, he secretly loved degradating you in bed. you were usually shy about it but when drunk you became shameless.

you on the other hand was too dizzy to form any words and ask him to finally fuck you so you decided to do it yourself. with the next move of his dick you aligned your ass in the way that his tip stopped at your entrance. it did not go in yet but pressed hard enough to make you moan. you caught your boyfriend off guard and he stopped all movement. you started to rock your hips which resulted in his length slowly sinking in your heat. he grunted at the feeling of your tight wet walls hugging his member. he could everything without the condom, all your softness, wetness and warmth. and without a prep you were tight as hell. your legs was shaking slightly as you started moving faster his balls slapping against your pussy with each move. oh he was so deliciously thick, you swear you’ve never felt him so well as now. “such a whore fucking herself on Binnie’s bare cock.” he said grabbing your hips and halting your movements. but you were so far gone you didn’t even registered him saying that you are fucking raw. you just moaned in response, desperate to cum. Changbin just couldn’t resist. he could not pull out. not when you were so warm and wet around him. he was not sure if he will get another chance to feel you like that. he knew it was wrong and he was using you when you were drunk and vulnerable but he justified himself with the fact that he informed you that he was in bare and you didn’t protest. deep down he knew you didn’t even register him saying that but he pushed that thought away and started fucking into you at rough pace. you were in heaven now, his tip massaging your spongy spot in the most perfect way, his big hands supporting and caressing your hips. you orgasm hit you unexpectedly and you moaned loudly tightening around him. even though he knew he was close Changbin didn’t expect that to feel so good that it will push him against the edge. but it did and just after your orgasm he was spilling his load inside of you. “fuck” he grunted slowly pulling out. he did not mean to come inside but it felt amazing. he watched his cum slowly spill out of your swollen cunt and smirked. you were still coming down from your high so when you boyfriend started to clean you up with a tissue you thought he’s only cleaning up your wetness not his cum. “let’s fix your make up princess and we can go home.” he said hugging you tightly. “i love you” he whispered. but only one thing was on his mind, he needs to have you like this again.

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rosiehrs · 11 months

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all i know | mina

summary ; after you admitted that you had fallen in love with her, her fears took over and she left. you reflect on your last encounter, not knowing that she really did love you.

pairing ; myoui mina x fem!reader

content ; non idol!au, commitment issues, mina js lies a shit ton, lots of swearing, hinted trauma from past relationships, self-destructing thoughts(?), lots and lots of self doubt grr idk

genre ; angst

word count ; 2.1k

a/n ; none of this makes sense and its all over the place i apologise, but this has been in my drafts for TWO YEARS and i needed to FINISH IT. so enjoy anyway :p

the smell of warm coffee met your senses as you wrapped your hands around the warm cup in your hand. you looked around the small café you were sitting in, seeing the different types of people crowded into a small, but comfortable space.

a small smile spread across your face as your eyes landed on a small family, the couple leaning into each other happily as they watched their son make a mess with the chocolate donut in his hands. the mother reached over the table to wipe her son’s face while her husband smiled at them in awe. he grabbed his child and placed him on his lap, planting a kiss on his messy face then turning to his wife. he said something to her before placing his lips onto hers lovingly.

although you were across the room from them and couldn’t hear their voices, you knew what he said.

he said, i love you.

unknowingly, a single tear dropped down your face. you wiped it off subtly as you took your eyes off of the family. that. that was all you wanted. to be with the person you loved and with the person your love created.

you knew who you wanted that with. and she knew too, but to your dismay - she didn't want the same thing. but you loved her anyway. you sat there, thinking about her. what she looked like, how she sounded, how she felt. you nearly forgot–is what you wanted to say. but did you really? is she not all you think about? how does one forget everything you’ve been through?

every laugh, every word, every tear, every touch, every kiss you shared. no matter how hard you tried, you could never forget the time you were able to spend with her.

but no. it was nothing but a distant memory.

at least that’s what it was to mina.

she made your heart so full, yet it broke right in her hold. you remembered so much, except you didn’t know whether it were true or whether it was just how you wanted to remember her.

it started off so innocent, so pure, so.. full of love. the one thing mina wasn’t good at. but with you, everything was easier, the breeze was a little cooler, her coffee tasted a little sweeter, and her heart was definitely the fullest it had ever been.

the both of you spent months together, yet you weren’t together. regardless, nothing could break the bond you two had. you were in love, and you were so sure she was too. but when you finally shared it out loud, that’s when it all fell apart.

a dry laugh left her throat, staring at you as if you had said the stupidest thing. "you're joking. you can't be serious.” she paused, her expression dropping. “are you serious?"

"is it really so hard to believe that i'm in love with you? mina, you know that i've been in love with you. and i know you love me, too."

"no, no, don't say that shit to me. don't fucking say that shit to me. this wasn’t supposed to happen. you know this wasn’t supposed to happen.” she spat, getting off of your occasionally shared bed. “mina–”

“don’t fucking say my name!” she yelled, causing you to flinch and immediately stop talking. her hands were eagerly holding her head and she looked like she was going to break down. “don’t say my name, don’t look at me–just.. don’t fucking do anything. please.”

each word that left her mouth was a cry for help, but at the time you didn't see that. you couldn’t see that. you were petrified, but unfortunately you didn’t know she was, too. mina knew this was going to happen one day, and she dreaded it with her whole heart. of course she could see the love between the two of you. you were right, the both of you were in love. but mina knew she couldn’t admit that to herself, never mind admitting it to you.

the second she would give in to the truth, to how she loves you, the wall she spent so long building– would come crashing down in a heartbeat. and she couldn’t afford that. she wouldn’t survive that, especially if you were to rummage through the rubble just to rip her heart out of her chest. but you wouldn’t, you couldn’t. she knew that, god, she knew you would never do anything to hurt her. slowly and surely, over the time you’ve spent together she had been slowly tearing it down and letting you in. you made mina want to trust again, to love again. excluding herself, she didn’t want to hurt you. if in the future she does something to break your heart, she would not be able to live with herself. in that very moment, you were everything to her and she would not do a thing to harm you. but she knew never to be so sure about what the future holds.

if she were to lose you, she would never be able to fathom the feeling of love ever again. so she decided for herself, she can’t lose you if she didn’t have you in the first place.

“please, just.. say something. anything.” you pleaded silently, tears streaming down your face as you gripped onto the sheets covering you. “you don’t love me, you can’t love me.”

“why are you trying to tell me how i feel, mina? i do love you, i’ve loved you for so long that you’re all i can think about. i want to spend the rest of my life with you. you’re everything to me, why won’t you just admit that you feel the same?”

“because you don’t know me, y/n. you think you love me, but you don’t. you can’t love me when you don’t know who i am, you don’t know what i’ve been through.”

“i know enough, mina. i’ve been there for you, i’ve seen and helped you through your worst. so don’t say i don’t know you because you’re all i know.”

mina turned her back to you, squeezing her eyes shut to stop the tears from coming out. she hadn’t felt this much pain since the time you first met her. mina was broken. at the time she had no hope for herself and felt unworthy of love. but you came along and proved her wrong. she knew she was going to make the worst mistake of her life, this decision could cost her her happiness,

her sleep–it could cost her you. but before she could do anything, daggers had already shot out of her mouth.

“none of this was real.”

silence.

“is that all you’re going to say?” you asked, feeling weaker than you’d ever been. “no. i can’t tell you i feel the same because i don’t. you weren’t supposed to fall in love with me, y/n. you should have known better.”

you replied with a bitter laugh, “i should’ve known better? do you really expect me to believe that i was just a warm body for those cold winter nights? you realise that i can see right through you, right? how are you forgetting that i’m the person who knows you the most. i can read you like an open book, so why are you hurting the both of us when you know we can be happy together?” you stood up, grabbing her arm–turning her to face you.

after that god awful lie, mina just couldn’t stop them from coming out. it was to protect herself and you, everything she did was to protect the both of you. “y/n, i don’t fucking love you. i don’t feel anything for you. there is no such thing as ‘us’,” she sighs, her tone dripping in frustration. she shakily brushed her hair back, turning away from you once again.

taking a deep breath, she spoke weakly. “i’m gonna go.”

she started quickly collecting her things and dashed through the hallway, in which you eagerly followed right behind her. she placed her hand on the door knob hesitantly. she didn’t want to go. she wanted to stay with you, of course she wanted to stay with you. but the damage was done, she couldn’t turn back anymore. but still, she wanted you to say something, to beg her to stay. to tell her you loved her again. maybe, just maybe then she’d stay. just do it. tell her again how much you love her.

“mina,” you started, vision blurry and voice hoarse. at that point, you just wanted to beg. beg for her not to give up on you. beg for her to have faith in what the two of you had. “why don’t you trust me? i’ve done nothing to make you question me or my intentions. i’ve been nothing but true to you. you know i will be here for you no matter what, so w-why are you doing this?” your voice breaking. mina couldn’t see you, regardless of how much she wanted to turn back and face you–she knew one glance at you would make her stay. but she needed to go.

“i-..” she began, her voice caught in her throat. she couldn’t control her tears anymore, so they fell–almost as quickly as she fell for you. “i can’t be the cause of your pain, y/n. i can’t.”

“you’re already hurting me, mina. once you step out of that door, you would have broken me completely. we can get through this, i don’t fucking understand why you’re doing this!” you screamed, sinking into the floor. you sobbed uncontrollably into your hands, unable to control your emotions. they all washed through you at once and you had never felt a pain this immense in your life. no amount of physical pain could equal up to the agony mina was making you go through.

“whatever you think you’re doing–if you think this is protecting me? you’re fucking stupid. i want you to be with me to protect me, i want you! i just fucking want you, mina!”

mina dropped all of her things and collapsed onto your floor. she cried, gasping out for air. “don’t do this to me, y/n. i can’t be with you. i have to leave before..” she stopped, gasping for air once again. “you have to understand, y/n. i can’t risk it. i can’t be ruined by this, by you. and i can’t ruin you either.”

“are you hearing yourself right now? mina, please just fucking think. you’re only hurting the both of us, we won’t get over this, mina. i’m so fucking serious, please.” you said, reaching out to touch her shoulder. she flinched as she felt your fingertips on her, as if your touch burned her. and in the moment it did, because she knew it would be the last time you would ever touch her.

the longer she stayed in your presence, the more pain she felt. but she knew the longer she’d be away from you, the more she’d suffer. so she had to make a choice and she had to make it quick.

“i can’t, y/n. i just fucking can’t, i’m sorry.” she stood up, finally turning the door knob. “mina, please–!” you begged, trying to reach out to her but she left slamming the door on your face.

and that was the last time you saw mina and the last time you had ever felt an ounce of love. mina’s intent of saving you from pain was the only thing that brought it to you.

she wanted nothing more than to come back, to check in on you, to tell you she loved you. all she wanted to do was tell you how much she loved you, because she left you on the floor thinking that you weren’t worth fighting for. however her fears had controlled her once again and she couldn’t get herself to go anywhere near you. but she saw you in everything she did, every car that passed by, every face she saw, all the clouds in the sky. you thought she had forgotten about you, but you were all she could think about. you’re the first and last thought in her head everyday. she realised not long after she walked out on you that just like you said, you were all she knew. and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t unlearn you.

she couldn't unlearn you daw, ka yati

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absolutebl · 1 year

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This Week in BL - Drunken Shenanigans

May 2023 Wk 4

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

Step By Step (Tues WeTV & Gaga) ep 6 of 10 - this is Thai BL living its best life. Wait, who is Kong? Another ex? Ah just a Boy from the Past. (HI BIG, I love you, when you gunna lead a BL?) Chot & Pat’s friendship is giving me LIFE! It is the best thing in BL right now. Also this show is defining slow burn. Jeng & Pat both primping for their date? Come on! I am so glad I get to start my week with these boys. Also I would like to see the BL (within this BL) staring Up & Rice. They are VERY pretty together.

La Pluie (Sat iQIYI) ep 5 of 10 - I end my week with this one and it’s almost as good as starting with Step. The brothers relationship is pitch perfect younger to middle. P’Pat is serving up yacht rock visuals. (I’m not mad about it. Reminds me of Tay in DBK.) I do like them as a couple I just mistrust Pat’s constancy and motives. Although I am beginning to wonder if his motivation might feel suss because it’s pure lust (and we see that so rarely in a BL we innately mistrust it). Meanwhile, I like that Tai has a younger guy interested in him and with whom he has chemistry too. And it’s the one his brother likes. This is messy gay in a good way.

Our Skyy 2 (Boss & Babe) eps 11-12 - I was drunk for this one, so I thought it was mostly just foolish. While Book seemed to be having a bumper of a time with his role as Lord of Misrule I fast forwarded through a lot of it. It did make me laugh with some of the wordplay, but the fact that they involved an entire office (non-consenting) in their kink rollplay was a bit weird for me. 6/10

Luminous Solution (Sat Gaga) ep 1 of 6 - The subs are truly bonkers (including a few captions that seem the be the subbers notes to themselves). There are 2 lead couples: 1 is an LTR with an overworked doctor & his recently fired husband and the other is an E2L jock+nerd with high school students (way more my thing). It’s actually pretty good for a pulp, the acting is decent and the pacing on point. I’m not mad at it especially now Dome has shown up.

Be My Favorite (Fri YouTube) ep 1 of 10? - I’m doing a trash watch! I was drunk, it wasn’t as bad as I was expecting, but the first 1/4 of a JittiRain BL never is.

Past-senger (Weds Gaga) ep 12fin - thank fuck that ended but also: WTF is with that ending? Guess that’s a massive prospective age gap relationship. I’m… unsettled. (And age gap doesn’t bother me.) Anygay, anydaddy that’s the lingering flavor from this BL: unsettling. You know I tend to judge on endings... full review below.

The Promise (Weds YT & WeTV) ep 10fin - did’t air to YT this week

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Our Dining Table AKA Bokura no Shokutaku (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 8 of 10 - I love this show. I know everything that’s gonna happen and I’m still riveted. Sweetly awkward confession.

Star Struck (Korea iQIYI & Gaga) ep 3-4 of 8 - I’m enjoying the complexity of this one. It’s like a combo of Shoulder and 8th but somehow easier-going than either. Not totally my cup of tea, in a way because of that complexity, but also I faintly mistrust its BL-ness. Also: That was one of the most painful confession scenes ever. Ouch. (Meanwhile, have I mentioned recently I hate icky’s interface? Well I do. Also iQIYI is now officially icky henceforth!)

Love Mate (Korea Thurs Viki) eps 7-8fin - The asshole ex was perfectly cast but I felt a touch let down by this ending - it didn’t have the strength of its convictions. Full review below.

Naked Dinner AKA Zenra Meshi (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 7 of 12 - I like the Taiwanese boss, he knows what’s up. Cool dude. Arranged a sleepover and everything. Also... we win when there is experimental kissing but odds are Japan is faking us out.

Vian the series (Vietnam YouTube ) - is it me or did this not drop? If it did I missed it.

It’s Airing But ...

My Story (Pinoy Sat YouTube) 10 eps - I bounced at ep 4. Someone will tell me if I should bother with the rest after it ends.

House of Stars (Thai Mon iQIYI) 12 eps - I bounced at ep 3. Will binge if told it is worth it at end.

The Day I Loved You (Pinoy YouTube) eps 6-7 of 10 - Terminal illness for the sunshine. I bounced at ep 6. DNF. Ends next week, someone tell me if it’s as bad as I thought it was gonna be.

Takumi-kun Series 6: Nagai Nagai Monogatari no Hajimari no Asa (Japan Sun ????) ep 1 of ? - NO ONE ASKED FOR THIS and no, I have no idea where to get it, why would I? (Say it with me everyone: Oh Japan, must you?*) also I’m really not inclined to hunt.

Ended this week

Past-senger - Marc (My Gear & Your Gown) & Copper (My Engineer) star in a time slip story of a 90s kid who travels to 2022. The central premise was solid and the actors gave it their best but the show was bloated with unnecessary awkward side couples and the ending went from confusing to unsettling to plain old (and I do mean OLD) not good. 4/10 NOT RECOMMENDED, FATALLY FLAWED

Love Mate - Launched very much openly gay older uke with commitment issues and a romantic if arrogant younger seme with no respect for boundaries. Workplace harassment much? That’s BL for ya. (Also a nonBL Kdrama specialty.) So yeah it’s questionable, but so is my taste. The ultimate premise that someone badly hurt shuts themself off to romance is very similar to Happy Merry Ending or 8th Sense but this version was more about fear than abuse or trauma. For me, this made Love Mate more relatable since fear of love makes it about the couple rather than one person’s self-acceptance journey. However, because the denouement in Love Mate was driven by a late in the run faen fatal and not the central relationship, the conclusion felt forced. I can, however, see myself rewatching this one, so if falls into the general rank of 2023′s KBL AKA solid high standard and eminently watchable. 8/10 RECOMMENDED

In Case You Missed It

Both the Egoist (Japanese movie) and Tie The Knot (Pinoy series) got picked up for international release. Tie is coming to Prime. Not yet sure who bagged Egoist but at least it has distribution. These both seem more “messy arse gay” than BL but I have been waiting for them. About Us but Not About Us (2022 Pinoy movie) is also coming to Prime.

Next Week Looks Like This:

Starting:

6/2 Stay (Pinoy YouTube) 7 eps - Andre, a film maker from the Philippines, works in LA. He finds a Korean-American roommate, Joshua, who helps him navigate the challenges and uncertainties of living in America. The two develop a bond, but then it’s time for Andre to go home. It’s mostly in English and set in LA so I won’t watch this.

6/3 Let’s Eat Together AKA Aki wa Haru to Gohan wo Tabetai (Japan movie) - Japanese cinema release means no inter distribution. Looks cozy: daily lives of college students and roommates who enjoy meals together, and a v codependent, adaptation of yaoi Let’s Eat Together Aki and Haru. I’ll keep an eye open for it but assume we can’t get it for now.

June 2023 Line Up

6/7 Love Tractor (Korea iQIYI) 8 eps - announced in 2022 from WATCHA (Semantic Error) I've been WAITING for this one. About a stressed-out law student who family obligations force into the countryside where a series of strange encounters and misunderstandings with his hunky young farmer neighbour. Will this be an extended version of Strongberry’s Some More? Or Korea’s take on Restart After Come Back Home? I'm chuffed. Country boy meets city boy is a very underused romance trope in BL.

6/9 Boys Love Omegaverse AKA The Boys Love sequel no one asked for (Japan movie) - everyone jockeyed to release the first ABO but it looks like Japan will take it. They do like to do all things BL FIRST. This seems to just be borrowing the branding of Boys Love, showing little resemblance to either original, since it's about 4 men in an idol group. (But could go very dark with that title. Boys Love is technically the first and one of the darkest BLs ever made.) Movie+Japan = no inter distribution.

6/15 Tokyo in April AKA Shigatsu no Tokyo wa (Japan ????) 8 eps - Based on a yaoi, this is a reunion romance that takes place in an office. Japan does Our Dating Sim? Cool. Of course no idea where to watch it. Oh Japan, must you?

6/22 About Us but Not About Us (Pinoy movie from 2022 on Prime) - A professor grieving the loss of his partner meets an ambitious literature student.

6/24 Why You (Khmer BL ????) - Billed as a horror romance, not sure if this is a movie or a series where it will air... nothing except that it exists.

6/24 Tie The Knot AKA Under the Same Sky (Pinoy movie on Prime) Trailer - I guess Prime is coming for our Pinoy BL? From OXIN Films (Rainbow Prince), announced for 2022 based on a true story, Briggs's family runs a bridal business but he has never had a chance to fall in love until he meets Shao, a groom to be.

6/25 Dinosaur Love (Thai ????) Trailer 5 eps - from Ultimate Troop about a cute uni student, Rak, whose partner cheats on him with Rk's best friend. This gives bad boy hazer Dino an opportunity to hit on Rak at last. From The Yearbook people so I will not watch this as it airs. After Remember Me? Never again with them.

2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED)

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

This bit made me bark laugh. The more Thai BL I watch the more I get the word play jokes the funnier they are. Language is so cool.

Dear Boss & Babe your ForceBook is showing.

Yes! One of my favorite dishes too! Nam Khao! Try it some time, you will not regret it. (Step by Step)

These too are gonna break us. (Star Struck)

(last week)

Current Kpop earworm? P1Harmoney’s Peacemaker

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fandom-animals · 2 months

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I have 2 theories:

1. Stolitz doesn't become official in the next episode. In fact, whatever happens, they end up worse than before; I'm taking full-on break up: no more talking or sleeping together. They're both devastated but trying to be cool about it (save for occasional petty remarks from both of them and Stolas obviously more open and weepy abt his feelings tho). They stay like that for a few episodes then idk at some point they reconcile and start talking again which leads to other stuff and then we're back on the endgame train. But basically Full Moon is gonna be pure angst w/o a happy ending.

2. Stolitz DOES become canon in the next episode, but their problems are not solved and each episode that passes afterwards just shows how many other flaws they have in their relationship. They end up breaking up a few episodes after FM. After the break up, same as theory 1 they spend some time apart, they grow as individuals and shit and eventually they reconcile and blah blah blah Stolitz endgame. The thesis of these theories is that even if we do or don't get Stolitz canon in the next ep, they still are endgame (I believe) but they still have a lot of growth to do before they can have the truly comfortable, loving, and satisfying healthy relationship that the viewers want.

Source: I've seen a lot of TV couples have to work very hard for their happy endings and I can't rly see why Stolitz would be any different especially w a relationship as complicated as theirs. If you were to ask me which route I think is more possible, I'd say theory 1 bc authors LOOOOOVE putting their fans through the ringer, and theory 2 reflects that as well but holds it back a little bit.

ALTERNATE THEORY 3 (imo highly unlikely tho): Stolitz becomes canon and they actually have a sweet and loving relationship!! It's not without its faults tho and sometimes we do get eps or arcs where shit is just MESSY but Stolitz still comes out of it everytime better and stronger. There are no breakups and every1 is happy!! The end.

Edit: Alternate theory 4: My sibling brought this up to me: they said that maybe Full Moon won't mark a major shift in with Stolitz and that it may just be more interaction between the two characters; that while the episode may not be a turning point in their relationship, it may still continue to move things along between the two of them (though for better or for worse remains to be seen.) Sibling may have a point imo and I may just be too overcome with Stolitz fever to have considered this before 😅 What do you guys think?

#stolitz #and trust me if theory 3 DOES HAPPEN i will never be so happy to have been so wrong #i just wanted to share some thoughts while we wait for the next ep :)#stolas x blitz #stolas goetia #blitz buckzo #blitzø #helluva boss #helluva boss theory #helluva boss full moon

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dakotalun · 1 year

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Want Part 2 | Eddie Munson

pairing: Eddie Munson X Fem Reader

summary: PART 2-- Eddie hangs out with someone and you confront him about it. Eddie shows up again with a surprise.

warnings: oral (f. receiving), praise kink, pet names (good boy, baby, ma'am, babe), sub!eddie, fingering, swearing

word count: 2.9k

a/n: been a whole month...whoopsies. But I am coming back with a nice and long fic for y'all. I also have a few things in the works that will be multi parted. I hope y'all enjoy and have an amazing day!! :)

*******NOT MY GIF, CREDIT TO OWNERS*******

Eddie's been gone for what feels like hours, I’m completely broken and hurt while he's probably off with Chrissy again. Out of all the things I could've done today, I chose to ruin my relationship. I slowly raise to my feet but upon seeing the plate that Eddie had haphazardly thrown to the counter I start to feel sick. I rush to the bathroom and throw up.

Hours pass by. I'm sitting on the cold bathroom floor, refusing to move. I've thrown up twice since Eddie left me, once when I realized what he had been doing for most of the day and again after throwing up everything that was in my stomach. He still hasn't called or texted me. I really fucked this up. And I have no clue how I'm going to fix it.

My stomach tightens again as I feel another wave of vomit come up. And that's how I spend the night, laying on the bathroom floor occasionally barfing as I cry over Eddie. I can't believe I've made such a big mistake.

I wake up the next morning feeling drained and exhausted. The events from last night are still fresh in my mind and I can't seem to get myself out of bed. I turn over, a sliver of hope that Eddie came home last night. But all I find is the empty, cold space where he should be. I grab my phone from the nightstand and check for any messages, nothing. A sigh leaves my mouth as I come to the full conclusion that I should maybe leave for a while, this was Eddie's trailer first after all.

I peel myself out of the sheets and trudge to the bathroom. Getting back I search the messy closet we share for my duffel bag, finding it under a mess of dirty clothes and an old amp Eddie keeps saying he'll throw out. I pick out some comfortable jeans and a few t-shirts, stuffing them into the bag and slipping my feet into a pair of sneakers.

After grabbing my phone charger and headphones I grab the keys from the counter and walk outside. A cold gust of wind blows in my face as the seasons change from summer to fall. I plug my headphones in but just as I'm about to put them on I hear a loud boom of music coming from the street entrance of the trailer park.

I look up to see none other than Eddie driving his van, music blasting and flowing through the open windows. He's driving with little regard for anything around him, nearly hitting the neighbor's fence before parking. He shuts the van off and hops out, stumbling slightly. Yeah he's clearly drunk, or at least he was at some point since I last saw him. His face is red and slightly swollen, stains line his face from tears.

He finally looks up to see me standing on the porch of the trailer, staring at him a broken look in my eye still. He slowly and hesitently steps towards me.

"Hey," Eddie reaches up and rubs the back of his neck, a nervous tic.

"Hi."

The two of us stand there for a few seconds just looking at each other taking in the events of last night. I'm the first to talk.

"I'm gonna stay with Rob for a few days, just so we can kinda, you know," I don't finish the sentence, too scared to make this a reality.

"Don’t. Please," His eyes are softer now, no anger or resentment behind them. Just pure love and adoration, "I need you here. Please stay."

"Eddie," I look down at my feet, now finding the slowly rotting floor boards more interesting, "Look, I wish I could stay with you. I really do, but after last night. After what you said, what I said. I just don't think it's a good idea."

I don't notice how his face drops, a small frown taking place on his lips. He takes a few more steps closer to me, now at the bottom of the porch.

"Please. I don't want to lose you too. Not after all this time. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me." His words break my heart all over again, "You coming into my life was the besy thing to ever happen to me. I wouldn't have ever had the courage to really try and finish high school without you."

He speaks he walks up the steps, getting closer to me, enough to finally smell the alcohol on him, "If I could go back in time and not hang out with Chrissy I would, in an instant. But I can't," He's finally reached me. He brings his hands out to hold mine, I look at him. Really look at him for the first time since yesterday. I can see how much he means this, and how much he wants me to say I'll stay.

"I don't know if I can trust you anymore Eddie. You lied to me about where you were, and what you were doing. You're still selling even after I told you not to," I scan his face, trying to find something, anything, "And then there's Chrissy-"

"There's nothing going on between me and her, I promise! I really was just catching up with an old friend."

"Then why did you leave?" There it was. The question at the top of my mind ever since he walked out that door, why. If she was just an "old friend" then he shouldn't have felt the need to leave me. To let me cry until I was physically ill.

I pull my hands away from his, missing the warmth of them. I start to head towards my car, needing to be out of here, out of his space, away.

"Wait, please," He turns with me, following, "Babe, I love you with everything I have, and ever will have. You are the only person on this planet for me. You're the only person I can open up to. The only one I can be myself around, I need you."

He's saying all the right things except for one, the one I really need to hear from him. I stop and harshly turn to him, "I know Eddie! I know you love me and need me and all that bullshit but that's not what I asked you! I asked if you want me? If I will be enough for you, if I'm just another girl for you to fuck and pretend to love before you throw me off to the side like trash? So, do. you. want. me?"

My hands are shaking, both from the cold and my anger. I wait for him to answer, wishing he would just say yes so we can go back to normal or no so I can move on and get away from him.

"I- OF COURSE! I want you more than anything!" He runs up to me, placing his hands on my cheeks, shielding them from the cold. "Could you come with me?"

"What?" I’m confused by the sudden change in questions. Where could he possibly want me to go right now?

"Just come with me? I need to- I want to show you something, please," He's begging. Eddie Munson has never begged for anything in his life and yet here he is, practically on his hands and knees for me.

"Fine," I sigh.

His eyes light up, hands falling from my face to interlock with mine. He pulls me to his van, opening the door like he always does. Forever a gentleman. He all but sprints to the driver's side before quickly starting the old van and driving out of the lot he just came into.

We drive to the other side of town, where all the rich kids live. We trun the corner and Eddie looks over to me.

"Close your eyes."

"Huh?"

"Close your eyes. It's a surprise," A grin has spread across his face, crinkling the sides of his eyes.

I groan lightly before shutting my eyes, wondering what the hell Eddie is up to now. Not long after, we are parking and Eddie's grabbing my hand to lead me wherever we are at.

I giggle a little as he all but pushes me through a doorway, "Eds what are you doing? Where the fuck are we?"

"You'll see, just keep those pretty little eyes closed alright?" He walks me a few more steps before postioning me in place, "Alright, open."

I open my eyes and am momentarily blinded my the bright florescent overheads before noticing we are standing in front of a door.

"Eddie. What the hell is this?" I turn to look at him, his signature shit eating grin plastered on. He holds up his keys, searches for the right one then opens the door in front of us. He leads me inside, looking at my every facial movement.

"This," He gestures to the large empty living room, "is our new apartment. That is if you're not still mad at me?" His face is soft and sweet, waiting for my answer.

"Eddie this is- how did you? I don't understand," I shake my head slightly trying to understand what's going on here, "What do you mean this is our apartment?"

Eddie stands in front of me blocking my view. He reaches for my hands and holds them in his, taking away some of the anxiety I have right now.

"I've been working extra hours at the auto shop down on Main, and selling a little bit too," My face drops, "I know you told me to stop! But I saw this place a while ago, when Wayne was house hunting. And I just knew it was perfect for us."

He squeezes my hands, pulling me to the large windows on the other side of the room, it overlooks Main Street and all the little shops he knows I love, "Every dollar I’ve earned this past year has gone into a down payment on this place. It took a lot of haggling with Ted on my wages but I finally had enough. Then we had our fight last night," He looks down, ashamed at himself for what happened, "When you asked if I wanted you I don't know what happened but I just knew that now was the time to finally pay for it. So I raced down here and payed the guy, because I want nothing more than to have you in my life forever."

As he's talking, I realize I'm crying, I can't help it, I feel so much joy and pain all at once. Eddie's hands grip tighter, keeping me from falling to the floor, "If you don't want this just tell me, give me the word and I won't bother you again," He places his finger below my chin to make me look at him, his eyes are rimmed with tears just like mine are, "But before you do just let me tell you what I did last night was stupid and I promise I will never do that again. I love you with everything I have and I always will. But if I hurt you too much just tell me and I'll back off."

I can't think straight when he looks at me like that, his big brown doe eyes staring at me with all the love a person could ever hold. I look around the apartment one last time, out the big window to our right, and finally back at Eddie.

"Alright."

"What? Alright? Like you'll live here with me?!" His smile has returned, eyes finally letting the tears fall.

"Yes, Eddie. I'll move in here with you," He picks me up off my feet in a giant bear hug, spinning us in place as he yells in excitement, "On one condition."

He puts me down, hands still around my waist, not letting me move any further away, "Anything. Just name it."

"No more selling. You focus on school and I'll focus on the bills."

"Baby I can't-"

"This won't be for forever Eds. Just until you graduate then we can both pay the bills, just please promise me that?"

"Yes ma'am." He smiles and pulls me into a searing kiss. One that feels like we haven't kissed in years, and won't ever get the chance again. The kiss makes me weak in the knees and I can feel the wetness growing in my pants.

Eddie groans into the kiss before pulling away, "I gotta stop kissing you or else we'll be ruining this place before we even move in."

"And what's so bad about that? It seems like it needs a good cristining don't you?"

"Babe," Eddie's eyes grow wide and look to the side of us, where the floor length windows stand, uncovered, "We can't. What if people see us?"

I walk over to the window and look out onto the street. It's a quiet day, only a few people walking around. "So what? They'd all get to know that you're mine and I'm yours. Forever."

I can feel Eddie's chest on my back as he presses against me, his boner growing slowly, "My naughty girl," His hands go to my hips but before they can travel anywhere I turn around and pin them to his sides.

"That's ma'am to you. Got it?" I don't know where this confidence came from but I’m enjoying it. And so is Eddie, he nods his head vigirously, "Sorry I can't hear you."

"Yes ma'am."

"That's my god boy," Eddie's eyes close at the nickname, his body shivering, "You like that don't you? You like being called my good boy?"

"Mhmm. Yes ma'am."

I stand on my tiptoes to reach Eddie's ear and whisper, "Then get on your knees and show me just how good of a boy you are."

Before I can even blink Eddie is on his knees in front of me, unbuckling my jeans and pulling them down to my ankles. The sight of the wet patch on my panties has me in pieces, slowly losing all composure.

He looks up to me as he hooks his fingers into the waistline of my underwear, "May I?" I nod and he pulls them down, the slick from me making them stick to my folds. He groans and starts kissing up my thighs, towards the place I need him most. His kisses are featherlight, slowly making me dizzy, I wish he would go faster.

"Eddie," I sigh as he finally plants a kiss to my clit, so soft it's almost missed. Once he gets a taste of me he dives right in, licking a stripe up my folds to collect the juices. He moans at the taste, licking me like a dog starved.

I unravel above him, my knees becoming weak and numb. The way he eats me out is heavenly and I’ve never wanted a thing to stop less than right now. Moans and sighs are falling past my lips with each lick and suck of Eddie's mouth. I begin to feel that wonderfully familiar knot tightening and begin tightening around Eddie's tongue. He feels it and moves his ministrations up to my clit and shoves two fingers into my entrance.

"Fuck!" I keel over on top of Eddie, one hand braced on his head and the other on his shoulder, "Just like that. I'm so close Ed." Eddie picks up speed and bends his fingers to reach that spongey spot inside with every thrust of his fingers.

"Come on baby. Cum for me, let me taste you. I missed the way you taste so much. Please come for me, please."

His words send me over the edge, white lights blinding me as the string finally snaps and I’m cumming all over Eddie's face and fingers. He doesn't stop his movements, he pulls me through my orgasm, spewing words of affection and love the entire time. Once he notices that I’m starting to slow down he releases his mouth from me and removes his fingers, eliciting a whine from my lips.

"Thank you, thank you so much," Eddie slowly stands, holding me as my leg strength still haven't come back.

"That's my good boy," I pull him in for a kiss, tasting myself on him. He pushes into me making his erection rub against my exposed thigh. His eyes squeeze shut at the feeling.

"Can I fuck you now?" His eyes are pleading and full of lust.

"Take me home first, Eddie," I look into his eyes and feel nothing but love for this man. The way he treats me with so must love and attention makes me want ot hold on nad never let go, no matter what happens to us.

"We are home sweetheart. This is home now."

"I know. I just love the sound of it," I pull Eddie in for another kiss, this one sweet and gentle. Nothing like the ones from before, only love and adderation fills this, as I try to show him how much I feel for him.

I’m so caught up in the kiss that I don't even notice Eddie dip down quickly and place his hands on my thighs, but before I can question he lifts me up. I instinctivly wrap my legs around his hips and circle his neck with my arms.

"Eddie!" I squeal from my upward position.

"What? I wanna take you to the bedroom, it's got a walk-in closet," He smirks at that last little detail before walking down the hall toward the rest of the apartment.

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h-worksrambles · 2 years

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It kind of saddens me how much Asgore’s character just gets boiled down to ‘funny divorce man who pines over Toriel’. There’s so much more to his character as far as I’m concerned.

Asgore is quite possibly one of the most tragic characters in the entire game. He’s such a genuinely sweet and compassionate person. He’s a great dad. He loves his people and will do anything to keep them safe and happy. And those positive traits are exactly what lead him to commit himself to do something awful. And it’s painful to see how trapped Asgore feels by his past mistakes, so that showing him there’s another way and that he isn’t as beyond redemption as he thinks he is feels really cathartic. Toby Fox managed to give him so much nuance in such few scenes. And yet, Asgore gets scraps of fan content compared to the other major characters. And when it does, he’s often reduced to a clingy ex.

This is especially irksome when you go back to the game and remember that he’s not…actually very clingy at all. Yes, Asgore still loves Toriel, of course he does. But let’s go back to that scene where they meet again in the Pacifist ending. Asgore is delighted to finally see her again at first. But the second he sees that Toriel is (understandably) still furious with him, he backs off. He takes full responsibility for what happened between them and understands that, even if he misses her, he has no right to demand the relationship that he basically threw away. I feel like people who write Asgore as desperately wanting Toriel to forgive him kind of forget that Asgore can’t even forgive himself for what he’s done. He’s actually painfully self aware of his own flaws to the point of self loathing. He was fully prepared to lose the fight against Frisk and die because he felt he deserved it after all he’d done. And do I need to mention what he potentially does if you spare him on repeat playthroughs?

And I don’t even necessarily say this to tear down the ‘Asgoriel’ ship. Truth be told, I actually like this ship quite a lot. As I’ve already somewhat touched on in my Post Pacifist Headcanons, I actually think there’s a lot of compelling story potential in seeing two people who were deeply in love and happy, wrenched apart by tragedy and poor decisions, unpacking their complicated history and figuring out how to be around each other again. Especially if they both become parental figures to Frisk. With or without the shipping aspect, and regardless of if they actually get back together, that’s a great dramatic hook that can be really interesting if written well. And I have seen it written well. But execution is everything. It’s all too easy to flanderise the two by making Asgore too clingy, Toriel too mean-spirited or just generally downplaying how messy their past is to speed up what should be a long, difficult process. Again, I like this pairing, but not when it’s mishandled in a way that ignores why I liked these characters to begin with. And that’s to say nothing of when Asgore’s supposed clinginess is used to make him the bad guy to ship Toriel with someone else, which…(sigh).

And if this was all purely in fan content, I wouldn’t really care that much. It’s not like I have to read it if I don’t want to. But this is actually my one fear about Deltarune so far. Don’t misunderstand me, Deltarune has been fantastic so far. But the way it’s used Asgore has left a really bad taste in my mouth. So far, he’s been little more than a punching bag who’s situation is comically pathetic. And the way he still chases after Toriel irks me. Now he is doing the clingy ‘Tori take me back!’ routine and I really don’t like it. This doesn’t feel like a character who’s self aware of his mistakes, and takes too much of a burden on himself. This is someone treating his mistakes like they’re fixable, pushing the responsibility for that onto Toriel in a way I don’t believe Asgore would do. It feels like fandom misinterpretation leaking back into canon. I’m still interested in hearing what the history of the Dreemurr family is this time, and how it links back to Dess. I trust Toby Fox’s writing enough to believe this is being done with the intention of building a character arc. But I can’t deny that so far, it feels like an overly mean-spirited and out of character take (though a lot of that is born out of my personal attachment to him).

I’m not even sure what my point was with this. I guess I just wanted to respond to a fandom trend that leaves me with sour taste in my mouth. I don’t really wanna tell people making memes about Asgore being ‘the most divorced man ever’ to stop having fun. Nor do I care to get into shipping debates. I just wish the discussion of this character was a little more nuanced, because I think he’s well written enough to deserve it.

#asgore dreemurr #characterisation #character analysis #undertale #deltarune #undertale spoilers #cw death mention #cw sui mention

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Hi, can I request theodore nott and lorenzo berkshire x male reader. The three of them are in a relationship. To everyone, they are cute but too lovely, like Theo and Enzo just saying the most beautiful and cringe but lovely things to their bf, and he's (male reader) just blush and melt with their words, and same things happened with each other. Basically, it's a full fluf request 🥰... and maybe some little smut?🥺

of course! tysm for the request<3

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Winterbreak Comfort

Pairings : Lorenzo Berkshire, Theodore Nott x M! Reader Summary : You three are in a lovely anc cute relationship A/n : Enjoy (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠) Warnings) : nothing Word count : 911

You wake up to the soft light of the morning sun filtering through the curtains. The warmth of the sheets surrounds you, but it’s nothing compared to the comforting presence of the two boys lying beside you. Theodore Nott is on your right, his messy brown hair tousled from sleep, and Lorenzo Berkshire is on your left, his blond hair glinting in the sunlight. They’re both still asleep, their breaths slow and steady. It was Hogwart's winter break and they were staying at your house while your parents were out of the country on some sort of.. business trip.

You watch them for a moment, feeling incredibly lucky to have them both. It’s been a few months since you all admitted your feelings for each other and decided to give this relationship a shot. Despite the initial confusion and concern about how it would work, things have been perfect, even if a bit too lovely for some people’s tastes.

Theodore stirs first, his eyes fluttering open to meet yours. He smiles softly, his green eyes lighting up as he leans in to kiss your forehead. “Morning, love,” he whispers, his voice husky with sleep.

“Morning, Theo,” you reply, feeling your heart skip a beat at the sight of his smile.

Lorenzo wakes up next, blinking sleepily before he focuses on you and Theodore. He grins, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Good morning, my beautiful loves,” he says, his voice cheerful and warm.

“Morning, Enzo,” you and Theodore say in unison, making Lorenzo chuckle.

He leans over and presses a kiss to your cheek, then to Theodore’s. “I had the most wonderful dream about the two of you,” he says, his voice filled with genuine affection. “But waking up next to you both is even better.”

You blush at his words, feeling a rush of warmth spread through your chest. Theodore reaches out to brush a strand of hair from your face, his touch gentle. “You’re adorable when you blush,” he murmurs, making you blush even more.

Lorenzo laughs softly, his hand finding yours under the covers. “He really is. We’re so lucky to have him, aren’t we, Theo?”

“We are,” Theodore agrees, his eyes never leaving yours. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you both.”

Your heart melts at their words, and you can’t help but smile. “I’m the lucky one,” you say, squeezing Lorenzo’s hand and reaching out to take Theodore’s as well. “You two are everything to me.”

They both smile, and for a moment, the three of you just lie there, basking in the warmth of each other’s presence. Eventually, Lorenzo sits up, stretching his arms above his head. “Alright, who’s up for breakfast in bed?”

You laugh, shaking your head. “You always have the best ideas, Enzo.”

Theodore chuckles, sitting up as well. “I’ll help you,” he says, giving you a quick kiss before climbing out of bed.

As they head to the kitchen, you can hear their playful banter, their laughter filling the house. It’s moments like these that make you realize just how special your relationship is. Despite what others might think or say, the love you share with Theodore and Lorenzo is pure and true, and it makes you incredibly happy.

A short while later, they return with a tray full of breakfast goodies – pancakes, fresh fruit, and steaming cups of coffee. You all settle back into bed, enjoying the meal and each other’s company. The conversation is light and filled with laughter, and you can’t help but feel grateful for these moments.

After breakfast, Lorenzo turns to you, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “You know, I think Theo and I need to remind you just how much we love you,” he says, his voice dropping to a lower, more seductive tone.

Theodore smirks, his eyes darkening with desire. “I think you’re right, Enzo. Our darling deserves to be pampered.”

Your breath catches in your throat as you look between them, your heart pounding in anticipation. They move closer, their hands starting to explore your body with gentle, teasing touches. Lorenzo’s lips find your neck, pressing soft kisses along your skin, while Theodore’s hand slips under your shirt, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

“You’re so beautiful,” Theodore whispers against your ear, his voice filled with reverence. “We want to make you feel good.”

Lorenzo's fingers trailed down your chest, sending sparks of electricity through your body. "How about we show you just how much we love you?" he suggested, his voice husky with desire.

Theodore's hand slid down to rest on your thigh, his touch firm and possessive. "I think that's a wonderful idea," he said, his voice low and commanding.

You felt a thrill of excitement course through you, your body responding to their touch, their words. You nodded, unable to find your voice, your anticipation building with each passing second.

Lorenzo's lips found yours again, his kiss more demanding this time, his hands roaming your body with a hunger that matched your own. Theodore's lips trailed down your neck, his teeth grazing your skin, sending shivers of pleasure through you.

You surrendered to their touch, their love, feeling the overwhelming sense of belonging and desire. The three of you moved together in perfect harmony, your bodies and souls intertwined in a dance of love and passion.

Hours later, as you lay tangled together in a blissful haze, you felt a sense of peace and contentment wash over you. You knew that no matter what challenges life threw your way, the love you shared with Theodore and Lorenzo would see you through.

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Trash Compactor pt.3

I kid you not I re-wrote this three different times each with a different story. Blah. Hope you all enjoy it and thank you again for all the love.

Summary: Anakin gets angry and his self-control snaps.

Warnings: Sex, loss of virginity, rough-ish, somnophilia? The reader is sorta unconscious at one point - it's consensual though.

Previous parts

Your path to being a Jedi was messy. Still at Padawan at 25 should be embarrassing, but much like Anakin there was something in you that inspired fear in the council. You had come to the temple later in life, Master Rhys Tyren had found you and insisted on training you. That was all good till he passed away, leaving you without proper guidance for a good few years. None of the masters wanted to take you on leaving you alone.

You had lots of teachers and lots of work to do staying at the temple. Part of you accepted that this would be the path the force had chosen for you. It was against the normal way of doing things, but your skills did not progress so the chances of you being a threat were lessened.

Anakin had always been nice to you, his eyes were always filled with a sadness you didn't understand. He didn’t like that you were confined to the temple. He’d encouraged you to challenge them a few times but it wasn't what the force wanted. When he became a Jedi Knight, he insisted on taking you on as a Padawan. The council tried to argue but the force was so clear and heavy on the decision you were sure even a youngling could have known what it was deciding.

You stood still as he braided a chunk of your hair behind your right ear, wrapping it in string. He refused to shave your head and they already felt the partnership was a mistake.

“If they wanted your hair short they should have completed your training before it grew out again.” He had whispered to you. You were nervous, you could feel the fear radiating off the masters in the room. Whatever their old eyes could see was lost on you. You had an opportunity to be a Jedi, they saw something else. Something forbidden and outside of the traditions they felt kept them safe from the dark side. Obi-Wan on the other hand looked very proud of Anakin, possibly the only purely happy person in the room.

You wondered then if Obi-Wan hadn’t respected Qui-Gon’s wishes to train Anakin if he would have been left brushed aside as you were?

You woke up and stretched knowing why this memory had come back to you.

Master - you wrapped yourself more tightly around him. Enjoying these last few moments of calm before the chaos of Coruscant would take over.

Yes - His mechanical hand ran down your back careful to miss your tangled vines of hair.

Why did you take me on? - You were surprised that you never thought to ask. This was the only way for him to become a full master, to have a Padawan that passed the trials. If anything your age and capabilities with the force put him on the fast track to becoming the youngest master ever. But he had chosen you at what you now knew was a very difficult part of his life, his marriage had crumbled and the war was taking a heavy toll on him.

I don’t really look at relationships like that - He gave you a curious look.

“No, I mean why did you take me on as a Padawan” Your voice was clear.

“You're my friend. I wasn’t going to leave you trapped there.” He sighed. “I respect the council, but that doesn't mean I think they always make the best decisions. Keeping you from being a Jedi because they are afraid of what you might become is stupid.”

“Part of me thinks maybe the force just held on to me till I could be with you.” You whispered feeling vulnerable. Part of you knew in your heart this was ture.

“Well, if that’s the case. Maybe I’ll forgive them.” His tone was light but you could feel something in his chest. Something that was yours. Your mind went back to what today held. You had to show your skills to the council to prove you were progressing. The first time you would be assessed as Anakin’s Padawan. The first time you had been assessed since you were 17.

You weren't exactly nervous. Anakin was an excellent teacher, but you knew they would be judging him and Obi-Wan even more harshly than they would be yourself.

“Stop worrying, you don’t have to defeat your opponent. Just have to show off your form.” Anakin interrupted your thoughts.

“They don’t care about my form though, they care about what you've taught me.” Anakin snorted at your words.

“Well, alright don’t do anything Sith-like and don’t have a panic attack and I should be safe.” He smiled at you.

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Your stomach was soured when you realized who you would have to fight. You would have rather gone up against Master Yoda or Windu. Chase Vernok was not the person you wanted to go up against for an assessment. The guy was possibly the most annoying person on the planet. You and him had never gotten on well, he had made it his personal task to make you miserable when no one was watching. You thought about striking him down but something inside you was wiser than that. They wanted a reason to hold you back, take you from Anakin’s teachings.

The arrogance dripped off of him and you were angry for a moment knowing that this was acceptable, but you struggling with the loss of your master? Better hold her back. You being slightly emotional at times? Better hold her back.

He was the same age as you and had been a Knight for a long while. You took a breath as all eyes were on you, now was not the time to lose your temper. You needed to be perfect even if it was only out of respect for Anakin and Obi-Wan.

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Anakin was trying hard not to be jittery. Having her go up against a former classmate seemed a bit rude. Normally you would go against a Padawan the same age as you, seeing as there were no Padawans your age they should have let you go up against a master. Something more respectful than this twirp.

He looked over-confident, and even with your good posture, it was something you seemed to be lacking. You looked calm and a touch indifferent. It was an interesting choice, but it did make the kid opposing you look twice as stupid.

You both bowed to each other and a spark of anger burned up inside him. He didn’t like watching you bow to someone like that, he didn’t like the idea of you bowing to anyone. Obi-Wan sat beside him a perfect image of calm as always. Anakin followed his Master's example and centered himself.

The fight started and he felt it was strange watching you move separately from himself. Normally in battle, you were side by side. In training against each other, but still together.

You were holding back. This was obvious to him and Obi-Wan, anger surged through him at your slow movements and cautious approach. You disarmed the boy in a very short time. Master Windu’s eyebrows raised and Anakin wished he could get onto the mat to show them what you were actually capable of.

You turned to move off the mat as you were supposed to when the boy challenged you again in possibly the worst way. Light Saber up he charged at your turned back. Obi-Wan’s hand gripped Anakin’s arm preventing him from standing up and for a moment he knew it would do nothing to contain him he could use the force to throw this kid out into deep space.

Let her show off - Obi-Wan’s clear voice rang in his head. There would be hell to pay, but he would let you have your moment.

You were ruthless with your form. Eventually, you pulled his saber from his hand and used the force to pin him to the ground. You stood with two sabers holding him to the ground as he struggled. Thankfully you were softer than Anakin was. When you did it you looked graceful, as if you were holding him down effortlessly to prevent him from causing more harm. Only Anakin could feel the anger in your chest.

“My back was turned.” Your voice was slow and almost soft. There wasn’t a lick of anger or rage present somehow making it more scary to Anakin’s ears. Your eyes moved up to meet the council. They regarded you with the same frosty looks of reservation.

“The match is over,” Windu said with a nod giving you the permission you wanted to release your opponent. He was red-faced and angry. So much so that Anakin wondered if there was history between the two of you. Obi-Wan released Anakin’s arm once you were safely off the mat.

The next pair of Padawan’s both ran over to you before moving into the center. They must have been about thirteen, they hugged you tightly.

“Are you leaving now?” One of them asked in a sad tone. You ran your fingers through the boy’s short hair.

“No, I get to stay till the end.” You smiled and they both let out a soft cheer. They were called away to start and you sat on the floor cross-legged like the rest of the padawans. However, it didn’t take long for one of the younger kids to weasel their way through to sit on your lap. You watched the boys fight with attentive eyes while more kids came to sit next to you.

He didn’t think of what you were leaving behind when you came with him and Obi-Wan. Normally missions would come and go, with time in between to be at the temple. Because of the Clone Wars, you hadn’t been back.

The kids seemed to sacrifice their form for a moment with you. Anakin was starting to understand why the council was not happy with who you were becoming. Anakin thought about telling you through the bond to get the kids to behave, but he couldn't bring himself to. The day ended and you stood behind to tell each padawan that they did a good job. They had a million questions about the war and being famous on the Holonet with Anakin and Obi-Wan. Anakin just observed his previous anger still fresh but hidden under his appreciation for you.

“She’s clearly progressed.” Windu came to his side, there was an edge to his tone that Anakin didn’t like. As if implying you had cheated.

“She’s exceptionally gifted,” Obi-Wan answered for him. “We are very proud of the progress she has made.”

“I’m sure you are,” Windu responded. “We think it’s best she spends some time here-”

“Go she must.” Yoda appeared quickly, his eyes looking at you talking with the children. Windu made a face but nodded. “Proud you should be.”

Anakin was as frustrated as he always was after talking with them. Knowing that they wanted to speak with Obi-Wan without him he moved to your side.

The kids looked at him with the usual sort of adoration. His presence interrupted your Q&A.

“We should go.” He said almost sad to leave. The kids let out a huff of annoyance before saying their goodbyes. He could see it in their eyes that they were sad to leave you. He watched them struggle to conceal it and he felt sick.

Chase came over to you his former master watching him closely. He looked like he was going to try and brush off what he had done to you.

“Sorry about -erm.” He nodded to the mat. Anakin wanted nothing more than to take the boy onto the mat and beat the living shit out of him.

“That’s alright.” You shrugged. The boy’s eyes looked up to meet his and he took a step back and then decided to turn on his heel and walk away.

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You didn’t get to spend the night as you had hoped. You said goodbye to everyone and felt sadness grip your heart as they left. Anakin stayed close to your side. Once back on the ship, you could feel the conversation coming.

There was a war raging inside him and you wondered if it would be best to stay in your own bed. There was a sense of injustice, you and him were held to a very high standard while everyone else got to operate within a different world.

He pushed you to keep moving past your bedroom and you figured this was unavoidable. Obviously, you were just as annoyed as he was. They don’t want you to stay with Anakin and become more powerful, but they don’t want you at the temple where every young mind seems drawn to you. Your anger was a weapon, but it was your kind heart they feared even more.

This was something new to think about. Your mind was busy trying to think all these thoughts for the first time. There was a darkness surrounding Coruscant, one you were determined not to let touch you.

His hands quickly framed your face and your body was pressed against the door. His weight was against you then his mouth found yours. You were caught off guard and felt your thoughts slip away as he held you there against the door. Your whole body was trapped and your face was held in place tilted up to him. He was forceful and while resisting him felt like it’s own kind of fun you were so overwhelmed with him you lacked the power. You liked that he was finally taking from you. His tongue pressed into your mouth and you sucked on it. You could feel his carefully constructed rules start to break away.

He picked you up and rushed you onto the bed. His hands made quick work of your clothes. He laid you there on the cool sheets, spreading your legs open. He moved away slightly his eyes focused on the mess he had made out of you. He got undressed and moved on top of you. Your heart shuddered when you started to understand what was about to finally happen.

You could feel the possessive anger radiating off of him as his lips met yours with a savage hunger. Your heart sank, this is want you wanted but you didn’t want him to be angry. Possessive was fine, if anything it was encouraged. Anakin was always so cautious and soft with you, seeing him like this was almost enough to make you forget yourself. But the anger, anger led to regret. If he regretted this after your heart would break.

We don't have to - you said as your hips rolled up on him as he stretched himself out on top of you.

I think your body has a different opinion - he smirked and you wanted more than anything to give in to this pull. Your love for him was stronger than that.

Anakin - he froze looking down at you. - I don't want you to do something you will regret later.

Your eyes looked up at him and you could feel the tears collecting.

Could never regret you - he said softly. The head of his cock brushed your opening and your hips bucked up without thought. You bit your lip trying to hold it back. - I've tried to think of every reason not to do this. - he didn't need to finish his thought.

You had relentlessly given him every reason why he should over the past few days. He slid his fingers in you for a moment moaning at the mess. He worked you open and you knew full well it would do nothing in terms of prepping you for what was about to happen. His fingers were big but not in comparison to what was next.

He ran his fingers along his cock spreading your wetness over himself. The head of his cock pressed against your pussy. He pushed himself a little further and everything stopped. His fingers found your clit but the pain shot through you. The mix of pain and pleasure was new to you as Anakin was a very generous lover. His pleasure of feeling the impossible tightness of your cunt flooded through the bond and you drowned in it.

His need for more of you was overwhelming and you pushed your hips up to take more of him. He groaned and you weren't actually sure how long you could handle this. Your body stretched to accommodate him, tears in your eyes from the mixed sensations. He found a spot in you that made you cry out. You had all of him, his fingers stopped touching your clit as you were sure you were going to cum.

He stopped there for a moment trying to find his own composure. When he pulled out slightly and moved back inside you it hit you like a tsunami. You couldn't get a hold on it even if you wanted to, the pleasure paradox you were trapped in went beyond your physical capabilities. You came around him, the sensation had more depth than you were used to. Your pussy choked around him tightly and you felt his orgasm begin crashing into yours. It felt endless and something had officially worn down inside you. Anakin's force presence dominated yours and the bond it created was so strong you felt like it would withstand any distance.

Sorry - he said panting with his forehead pressed to your shoulder.

Why? I'm the one that caved first - your face got redder with embarrassment, still unable to open your eyes. When he moved again you let out a deep moan.

Try again? - you whimpered wanting more of him.

Practice makes perfect - His tone was dark and it made you clench around him. You wanted him to hold you down like he did in training, force you here on the bed till you got it right. This was an unfamiliar side of yourself.

You were more relaxed meaning he could properly fuck you. You could finally feel the full force of him moving inside your body. He needed you so badly, an emotion you didn't think he felt as deeply as you did for him. He kissed you, bit at the soft skin of your neck, sucking deep bruises into your flesh. You clawed at his back and your fingers knotted in his hair. Even with him pounding into you, you needed him closer. Desperation was flashing through your bones as you craved him. How could two people get any closer than this?

His fingers found your clit once again and you lost the ability to breathe for a moment. You felt his force presence pull your hips up as he drove himself further inside you.

You cried out loudly. The feeling was so strong it almost hurt as it tore through you. You felt him empty himself inside you, your orgasms feeding off of each other till you fully passed out.

Your body had reached its limit. You felt his heavy body rest on yours for a moment before he rolled off of you to avoid crushing you.

His hand held yours, an unnecessary gesture as you could feel his mind. Feel his blood moving through his arteries. You guys were so tightly bound together that you could have searched through his memories if you had the energy.

You fell asleep and woke up to him picking you up. He carried you against his chest his hands grabbing your ass. It made sense once you felt the water surround you. It was hot, far too hot for his liking. But to you it was perfect. He held you there your face safely above the water line resting on his shoulder. The water rose to your upper back as you settled in.

His hands traveled between you to try and clean up some of the mess he made but you groaned against him. Your wetness was shameful.

You knew water didn't make things more wet, but his cock nestled inside you returning to your core with little effort.

His fingers rubbed your clit and it didn't take much for you to start milking his cock again. You could tell he wasn't satisfied before your orgasm ended. Your mind was hazy and you faded out knowing he’d keep pushing you.

Your body responded to his touches without your consciousness. He took another orgasm from you, holding your hips down firmly as to fully enjoy the way your walls got him off.

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Anakin could tell you weren't conscious. You had fallen somewhere beyond. Didn't stop him from needing you. He should feel disgusted with himself, but all he felt was the need to have you just one more time.

“One more for me.” He whispered knowing full well you couldn’t hear his encouragement. Your cunt was unlike anything in existence. It was impossibly hot and tight with a magnet pull that made him wonder if he would be stuck here forever. You had submitted to him so entirely that he wondered if it was your trust and faith in him that had him pulled so far under. Your body came around him again and the the white heat engulfed him one last time as he spilled what was left of himself inside you.

His body relaxed in the water and he tipped his head back. His mind was clear for possibly the only time in his life. He felt himself move away from the bath.

He ended up somewhere other, detached from his body. It was both dark and bright at the same time. A purple haze had washed over what felt like open space. Stars created a comforting glow on the platform he was on. He heard your voice and he turned to see you sitting cross-legged next to Qui-Gon.

His hand was held out to you, shock hit all three of them when your fingers collided with his. A thought of panic washed over Anakin as he realized where they might be. Had he killed the both of you? His temper was too much he shouldnt have taken it out on you like that.

“Told you he would make it.” You said confidently and Qui-Gon laughed.

“Yes, I am not at all surprised to find either of you made it here. I am surprised you decided to finally get serious about meditation.” Qui-Gon looked at him brightly but Anakin was still too stunted to move closer. Your face flushed and you looked down at your hands for a moment. Thankfully in this form they were fully clothed.

“Only Obi-Wan has meditated enough for me to get through to him. But even he hasn’t reached a level where he can visit me.”

“Where are we?” Anakin asked finally moving closer, sitting next to you.

“It’s complicated,” Qui-Gon said. “Here is what you need to know.”

If the information had come from anyone other than him Anakin would have denied it. Palpatine was like a father to him. Qui-Gon had harsh thoughts about the council, and what the living force would demand from Anakin in the end.

The end of the Sith, but also the end of the Jedi.

“I won’t let him.” Your voice was calm but defiant at the same time.

“You will.” Qui-Gon looked at you with soft eyes. “He is the chosen one and you were chosen to be at his side, you will rebuild the order in time.”

Anakin thought about it for a moment.

“Does Obi-Wan know?”

“About the two of you?” Qui-Gon answered.

“No about all this.” Anakin thought but then immediately wanted to know the answer to both questions.

“Not all of it but most of it, I wanted to speak with you first.” Anakin took a breath at these words. If Obi-Wan sided with him, he would have his family, without a doubt he knew they could complete this task.

“Does Obi-Wan know about us?” You asked softly, blush creeping up on your face. Qui-Gon laughed and Aankin could tell he was considering his words carefully.

“Yes.”

“Kriff” You whispered.

“It’s not hard to see if you have clear sight.” He winked with a sad smile and Anakin knew it was almost time to say goodbye. He didn’t want to leave Qui-Gon, his child-self inside him was screaming. “Just stay close to each other and you’ll be alright.”

“Wait, what about Master Rhys?” Your eyes looked into the void as if he might jump out suddenly.

“Ah, it took some time for me to find my way here. Unfortunately, I was not in time to assist him.” You nodded sadly. “I’m sorry that my time had come so early, I had intended to be there for you both till the end.”

He stood and the two of you followed. Anakin pulled him into a hug.

“Thank you.” He whispered wishing he had more time to explain himself. More time to be with him. He gave you a hug and then everything faded out.

He needed to speak with Obi-Wan but his body was beyond tired. It took a great deal of effort to get the both of you washed off in the shower. By the time you were both back in bed, the whole galaxy could have been burning and he wouldn't have it in him to move.

While he slept he was still more aware of you than normal. The effort it took to ascend to where ever that was knocked him clean out and he was a great deal more powerful than you.

He kept his arms around you until you finally picked your head up.

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“Did that actually happen?” You whispered your eyes finding his. The light of a nearby sun was pouring in through the window.

“Yeah. Are you alright?” He asked softly, there was an edge in his eyes that gave away how deep his concern for you went.

“I’m more than alright.” You stretched. You were sore, your hips were covered in bruises and you shuddered to think about what your neck looked like. Your relaxed aura put him at ease.

“Sorry about losing my temper like that.” You had to strain your memory to think back to yesterday. Ah yes, Chase.

“You can lose your temper like that any time.” You winked at him. He kissed you and for a moment you thought he’d take you again but he stopped and pulled you back into his arms.

“We need to talk to Obi-Wan.” He said in a sad tone. The whole world was about to unravel.

“Anakin.” You said his name realising you found it difficult to call him master now. “I’ll follow you through the dark side and back to the light.” His eyes were observing you carefully. “But, please promise me the kids won’t get hurt.”

He smiled at you and you relaxed.

“Going to be a lot easier to rebuild the Order with actual Jedi. I don’t think we will have to kill anyone other than Palpatine to restore balance.” He lied. You could tell it was a lie, one with good intentions and hope. It was good enough.

#anakin skywalker #star wars #anakin skywalker fic #anakin skywalker imagine #anakin x reader #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker smut

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maya-matlin · 3 months

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Favorite and least favorite seasons from a purely Zaya perspective?! DNG and NC included - all Degrassi seasons in which Zig and Maya re present are eligible for this very important honor :)

1.) Season 14 (Obviously. It's Zaya at their purest. It was incredibly satisfying seeing them become a couple after years of back and forth and many almosts)

2.) Next Class season 4 (While season 14 was Zaya at their purest, season 4 was Zaya at their strongest. I genuinely think that all they went through both separately and together allowed and will allow them to have a very solid foundation for their second, permanent relationship. There are so many good moments)

3.) Next Class season 1 (As frustrating as this season is and even though I struggle with Zig's characterization during part of it, overall I just love seeing them as a normal couple. The stakes were so high during season 14, but now they're just allowed to hang out and have relationship challenges. Like I said, I didn't love all of it. But it's another season where I really enjoyed the smaller moments. Plus, #YesMeansYes)

4.) Season 12 (It's the season that cemented Zaya as an OTP for me. I loved watching their friendship develop and obviously, the reversal where Zig was now the one pining instead of Maya. I know Zaya isn't for everyone and that they're a throwaway relationship for a lot of fans, but I can't imagine watching them holding hands by the Panther wall and feeling nothing. It was so sweet and genuine and full of potential)

5.) Season 13 (I hate half of this season and there's way too much love triangle bullshit. But there's also a lot of passion and things that aren't being said. Especially on Maya's end. The writers played with my heart many times during the last two blocks, but everything left Zig and Maya's friendship in a solid place. I love that after everything, they were truly happy to be back together again if only in a "platonic" (ha) way)

6.) Next Class season 3 (Zaya didn't get a lot this season, but what they did get really stood out. The tickling scene alone places this miles ahead of season 2. I'm obsessed with it. The subtext is very clear. Zig and Maya are still in love and kind of on the outskirts of each other's lives, clearly wanting to have some sort of relationship even as friends. But their breakup was so messy. A lot of trust was broken. They don't know where the other stands. It's honestly depressing, but then Maya's suicide attempt changes everything)

7.) Next Class season 2 (It wasn't entirely bad, but I feel like more needed to be done with Zig in the aftermath of losing Maya due to his own actions. It felt very half assed. The literal second we started to get some layers peeled back with his rant about not being good at anything, he was seriously thrown into an awkward love square with Grace, Esme and Maya that only Grace was aware of)

8.) Season 11 (They met, and it was cute. Zig barely had a personality back then)

#Zaya #otp: It felt like the world was gonna end #thedegrassidiaries

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hazbinhotelactorsau · 3 months

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if you're ever curious about what kind of relationship alastor and antonio have, this song explains it.

it's neither of their music tastes and honestly they don't like the song on a musical level, but when antonio heard it on the radio one day all he could think about was alastor and their relationship. he showed it to alastor and alastor 'got dust in his eyes' because it understood

they saved each other from themselves. neither of them had the greatest start in life. they were both suffering. they saw themselves as unloveable and broken, and then they met each other and thought how does someone so far out of my league want me because of my flaws, not despite my flaws? they caught each other and kept each other safe. they were each other's saviours.

they're not fixed by any means, and it wasn't easy to get to the point where they're somewhat okay, but they're whole with each other now. they may be broken but their broken pieces make a whole. they have their bad moments. alastor hasn't had a full night of sleep since he was a baby and antonio still can't manage three meals a day. but antonio is still there holding alastor after another bout of sleep paralysis, alastor is still there making antonio's favourite snacks to encourage him to eat just a little bit. intimacy will always be hard for alastor just like how opening up about how he feels and allowing himself to be cared for will always be hard for antonio, but they don't push each other.

they're unusual, unconventional. love is a concept that has never existed at all to alastor, and yet he still loves antonio. his love may not be something anyone else understands, because it's a strange kind of love, but that makes it all the more special to antonio because it's a special feeling, only one person feels in the way that alastor feels it and the person he feels it for just so happens to be antonio.

they're unusual but it works for them and it helped them when they were at their lowest. and they've lasted longer than the relationships some of their alloromantic/allosexual friends have been in so they're doing something right, even if they're doing it right by doing it 'wrong'

they are horribly fucked up but they love and respect each other. they communicate, they create healthy boundaries, they support each other. sure antonio is a little disturbed by taxidermy but you bet your ass he keeps a jumping spider taxidermied terrarium on his desk because alastor made it for him. alastor isn't the biggest fan of modern music but if antonio hums a song a lot you bet it shows up as background music for his podcast that week. because antonio enjoyed it, so alastor enjoys it purely because it makes him happy. to them, "happy wife, happy life" isn't 'keep your wife happy so she isn't annoying and irritating', it's 'this makes my wife happy, and my wife being happy makes me happy, therefore i will do what makes her happy so we can both get joy'.

their dance is messy but it works and it works beautifully.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel actors au #alastor hazbin hotel #angel dust #radiodust #queerplatonic radiodust #actors au angel dust #actors au alastor #this is important to me #my sister played this song and i don't really like it musically but the lyrics hurt and it gave me actors au radiodust vibes #so here you go my dears have your food #i went off on a tangent here but take the feels #healthy relationships? in my actors au?#more likely than you think

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sungiethequokka · 2 years

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sunday mornings are for sleeping in

Pairing: Hyunjin x GN!Reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship

Warnings: none!

Word Count: 1k

Synopsis: You wake up to the sounds of your lovely boyfriend singing in the shower. However, it's too early for a sunday morning, and you crave sleep. But who's better than your cute Jiniret to shake you off your slumber? (Inspired by the "Your Eyes" MV)

A/N: Hi. This is my first time writing something like this. I feel like my heart is trying to escape my ribcage. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

The early morning light started to seep through the curtains, but you fought against it with a groan, shielding your face with the covers. At that moment you realized you felt a little bit too cold, and stretched your arm to the other side of the bed in search of your personal heater. Frowning when you found nothing but empty sheets, you slowly pried your eyes open, gaze still blurry from sleep peeking from underneath the shelter of your covers. The room was empty, but soon you started to hear some quiet humming coming from the bathroom. With a big stretch, you sat up on the bed, still half asleep and groggy. With some more effort (and definitely still groaning) you made it to the bathroom door, opening it slowly at the same time a big yawn washed over you.

“Who the hell wakes up this early on a sunday, Hwang Hyunjin?” you asked as you walked in, rubbing the sleep off your eyes.

You were greeted with Hyunjin’s melodic giggle in response. The blond haired boy stood in the middle of the room, the smell of his shampoo lingering in the air as he had just gotten out of the shower. He was busy towel drying his hair when you barged in.

As he turned around to face you, another giggle fell from his lips, crescent moon eyes crinkling at the corners from smiling.

“Wow. Angel, baby, who did this to you?” he asked in his usual dramatic tone while he grabbed your arms and pretended to search you for battle wounds. His fake concern shook you out of your sleepy stupor and you frowned, turning around to face the mirror.

“What? Why?-” mid sentence your eyes finally fell on your reflection: hair framing your face in messy strands shooting out in all directions, cheeks flushed from the warm steam still encapsulated in the bathroom, pillow marks all over your cheek, and probably a little bit of dried saliva that you couldn’t quite see in the foggy glass.

“Oh my god. I look like the dead.”

“That would be an insult to the dead, baby. I’d say you look more like a vampire who just woke up from a few centuries long nap. In a cute way.” he teased, trying to tame the incomprehensible mess of your bedhead with a lazy hand.

You pinched his side with a swift motion, making him gasp and shoot you a look of pure disbelief, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape, as if he couldn’t believe you’d betray him like that when he was just being so charming. Rolling your eyes, you moved to the sink to wash your face. The cold water washed away any remaining sleepiness (and drool, hopefully), and as you patted your skin dry, Hyunjin reached for your toothbrushes, placing a little dollop of toothpaste on each one and handing yours over.

You stood there for a moment in comfortable silence, the sound of the bristles swishing around as you both took care of your business, glancing at each other in the mirror every few seconds. God, he looked so good even after a night out with your friends, like it never even happened. The light pouring from the window almost made a perfect halo around him, making you chuckle at how ridiculously cute the scene was.

“What?” he managed to ask through a mouth full of toothpaste. He poked your side playfully, and you winced, moving away from his range of motion to avoid another attack.

“Nothing. You just look really good this morning, and I look like an absolute gremlin. I find the contrast pretty funny.”

He finished cleaning up quickly before stepping closer to you and wrapping his arms around your waist, placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, you look absolutely stunning this morning,” he giggled into your ear, pressing his forehead to your temple. “You always look cute in the morning, with your sleepy eyes and messy hair.”

You rolled your eyes at the compliment, though you know he meant it. For some reason he found your struggle to wake up in the morning really endearing. Not that he was much better at mornings than you, both parties usually holding a competition for who can wake up the latest on any given day.

“Why did you wake up so early today? Seriously, it’s a sunday. Even Chan would be surprised.”

“Hey,” he pricked your side again, and this time you had nowhere to escape from his grip. You flinched under his touch and gasped for air as his fingers found your ticklish spot. “I take offense to that. I can wake up early whenever I want. And also-” he prodded at your ribs once again, making you giggle out loud, hands desperately trying to pry him away from your stomach in vain. He continued talking, completely ignoring your pleads. “-also, I wanted to do something special for my partner, so I sneaked out of bed when you were still asleep to make you breakfast.”

“Wait, really?” you asked once you caught your breath, glancing up to look him in the eyes, a lovestruck smile plastered all over your face. “Jinnieeee, that is so sweet!” you cooed at the boy, lifting your hands to squish his cheeks. His eyes narrowed again as he faked an exasperated sigh, lingering between your fingers for a moment before pulling away.

“Yes, really. Now, you better move your little gremlin butt to the kitchen quickly before your pancakes get cold. Go, go!” he hurried, sprinkling a few droplets of water on you in an attempt to shoo you out of the bathroom. You giggled all the way down the corridor to the kitchen, stumbling clumsily as you tried to dodge his attacks.

The rest of the morning was easy, the golden tinkle of laughter filling the air as the warm breeze carried the smell of freshly made coffee and pancakes. Not bad for an early sunday morning after all.

#stray kids imagines #skz imagines #hyunjin x reader #skz scenarios #skz fluff #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff #hyunjin fluff #hwang hyunjin #stray kids

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