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mermaidgirl30 · 3 months

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My Heart I Surrender

This was a writing challenge by @iamasaddie and it was soooo much fun to partake in! I got a really angsty moodboard, so I apologize for the tears you might spill 😭 I LOVED doing this and hope to do more very soon! I just jotted all this out this afternoon, so I hope you enjoy 🥰 This is also in Joel’s POV!

Pairing: Joel x fem! reader

Word count: 2.5k

Rating: Explicit (18+ Only MDNI)

Tags: Angst, feelings, angsty Joel, smut, confessing feelings, more angst

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

The rustic, spinning clock ticks over the soft patters of rain against the fogged up living room window. It’s like a competition, the vibrating sounds colliding together in a deafening noise that reverberates around your mind. Tick, tick, patter, patter. It’s too much, too loud for you to handle.

You hold your head in between your hands and cover your ears, trying to drown out the suffocating noise in your mind. You close your eyes tightly and try to forget. Forget the sounds of her walking out of the room, forget the way she slammed the door and ran out. But you can’t forget. It’s too fresh, too paralyzing.

Tick, tick. You gnash your teeth together and crush your head between your knees, desperate to escape the haunted ticks that keep coming. Louder, louder. It’s enough to drive a mad man crazy.

Tick, tick. That’s it. The final straw to make you lose control again. You push yourself out of the leather recliner and throw the empty whiskey glass at the clock. It immediately crashes to the floor, glass and broken pieces go everywhere against the dark wooden floors. The ticking abruptly stops and so does your pounding headache.

You run a rough hand through your messy curls, slicking it back into place. You sigh haggardly and slowly turn in the direction of the worn out couch, freezing at the mere sight of it. Your jaw clenches up as soon as you see it. Right in the center of the rose colored couch is the imprint of her. You run your calloused fingers slowly over the velvety material, feeling exactly where she laid. It’s almost like she’s still here. Almost. It’s still damp, still dripping with her arousal. You can smell her. The aroma of vanilla and cinnamon lingering in the air, just like the memory of her.

You pull your hand back and bite your tongue as you feel blood run straight down your throat. It’s the taste of loss, the taste of resentment. You did this to yourself. You. You throw yourself over the cushiony material, splaying your hands all over the damp material. Come back, come back. But she’s gone. She’s gone.

You remember her sitting in this spot not even an hour ago, with your head in between her creamy thighs. The way her breathy moans sounded as you tasted her. Your wet tongue sliding up her folds as you circled her clit nice and slow, sucking her into your mouth as she moaned your name and tangled her fingers through your mess of wild hair. She tasted so good. Just like a fresh sip of lemonade on a warm summer day that quenched your thirst. And God, the taste of her slick as she came in your mouth again and again. That warm salty and sweet taste mixing together that formed like hot cider on your taste buds. It was addicting. You couldn’t get enough, could never get enough.

You dig your fingers into the soaked material, trying to claw your way back to her. Come back, come back. You rest the edge of your face right where she sat, feeling your rugged scruff blend in with the smell of her. Too much, this is too much.

You remember how it felt being inside her as you thrusted yourself into her again and again, can still hear her ragged moans against your ear as she wrapped her legs around you and dug her nails into your back, slowly scraping red lines against your skin. She clung to you, ripping into your plaid shirt as she squeezed you tight, not ready to let go. And you fucked her like it was the last night you’d ever have with her. You made it passionate, slow, rough, exotic. And you made her cum three different times, but it wasn’t enough. It still wasn’t enough.

But it was the last night. Just like she told you when you saw her at Tipsy Bison earlier. One more time, she said. This is the last time. It was a love letter that ended with you. No more, this was the last straw. She was saying goodbye. It was a goodbye. But goddamn it, you didn’t want it to be. You never wanted it to be. This can’t be over. It won’t be over. Not if you can help it.

You pick yourself off the floor, crawl your way to the door as you grab a single cigarette that sits in the pocket of your denim jeans. You stopped smoking, she killed your bad habit as she always grabbed them out of your hand and threw them in the trash. You don’t need them. They’re bad for you, she’d say. She was always good about that, killing your bad habits. But she wasn’t here to tell you no. And God, you needed something to numb the pain. Anything.

As you stand up and walk to the white wooden door, you caress your fingers on the brass knob and close your eyes, remembering exactly how she left. You could still feel her hot skin, feel the echoes of loss and torture swirl around the room as you remember the way she left. Her eyes were filled with tears. Those sparkling, gorgeous eyes that took your breath away every time you set your sights on her. But this time she was broken, a torn fragment of your imagination now. She was so sad, so distraught in the worst way. And the way she looked at you before she walked out… God, it nearly kills you to think about.

Please, don’t go, you called after her. Desperate to keep her here with you, to stay one more night. If it meant you got to hold her one more time. One final time.

I can’t stay. Please, don’t make this harder than it has to be.

I….. You almost told her you loved her, almost broke down when you saw her opening the door. But almost wasn’t enough, it was never enough.

I have to go, she said. And then she walked out that door, leaving you hollow and broken inside, just like your now empty, vacant house.

You ran after her, calling her name, yelling her name. Please, please. Don’t go, you pleaded. Your voice a scratchy, hurling mess.

She turned so slowly, bloodshot with red eyes and tears spilling down her crimson cheeks. She shook her head no, digging her hands inside her violet jacket. She was right on the verge of collapsing, so close to barreling over in agony. And she said the words, those frozen, utterly dreadful words. I can’t… And then she fled, running back to her house, away from you. For good.

You stood there watching her, fisting your unruly curls with your fists and trying not to break down. But you had already broken down the moment she walked through your door, the moment she walked out into the rain and left you standing there, broken and beaten. A bottled up case of whiskey blues.

You punch the door, your knuckles hitting like jagged scars across the wood. Your knuckles turn red and start bleeding, just like your black heart. You step out on the vacant porch, the wood squeaking beneath you as the pounding rain hits against the edge of the wooden porch. You light up the cigarette, sticking it in your mouth and inhaling a puff of nicotine, desperate for some kind of relief. Any relief. It shoots through your lungs, numbing the pain just a tad as it takes the edge off. You blow out the smoke as it curls around the drizzle, mixing in with the whispers of the howling wind. She’s gone.

You inhale the smoke like it’s oxygen to your lungs, fighting every feeling in you to numb that empty space in your heart. The space where she’s missing. Your petal made from roses. Your sweet, intoxicating rosebud. But she’s not yours anymore. She’s not yours.

You finish the cigarette and stomp it out with your leather, worn boot, pushing it to the side so you don’t have to be reminded of the bad habits you said you’d stop. You did stop, but she’s gone so why does it matter anymore?

As you look out at the foggy, rainy night, you can almost see her. See the ghost of what once was an hour ago. Can see the way her long hair clung to her shoulders as the rain dripped off onto her back. Can see the look on her eyes before she ran off. She was torn, eaten up with hurt as she walked away. Her figure was only a mere memory now.

God, you couldn’t bear it. Couldn’t stand the mere thought of losing her. Not after you held her in your arms night after night. Not after you entwined yourself in her and lost yourself in her body over and over again. Not after her lips had marked yours, singeing her scent all over you as the cinnamon flavor swirled through your mouth. She was what brought you peace. Her. But you fucked it up. Fucked it up with every pointless fight you started because you were so fucking angry with the world, and you didn’t know how to control yourself. But she helped to calm you, helped to part the seas of your chaotic crashing hurricane. She was like a gentle spring day, a bed full of soft roses where you could lay your head when it got too much. But now it was just cloudy thunderstorm days without her. It was pure torture, no more spring days to mask your pain.

A wave of nausea pulls at your insides as you stumble forward, anxiety coursing through you like a hard metal bullet. You feel like you can’t breathe, your chest so tight that it hollows in on itself and leaves you bleeding inside. It’s like a sharp knife slicing you in two, tearing open your insides as you bleed to death. You hold your chest as you step into the rain, trying to calm your racing thoughts as you claw at the wooden railing on the edge of the porch.

The rain comes down hard on you, covering you in a sea of regret and longing. It dawns on you now that you can’t lose her. You can’t say goodbye. You won’t say goodbye. So without thinking, you run as fast as you can, dodging mud puddles and holes in the ground as you run like lightning. You have to stop her, you have to apologize. You have to get her back. You can’t lose her too. No, you just can’t.

You’re wheezing, coughing your lungs out as you run faster and faster, getting closer to her house. God, you wish you wouldn’t have smoked that cigarette, but it was too late. And now all you care about is finding her before it’s too late.

You make it to her front porch and pound on the rusty door, desperately clawing your way back into her life. You have to try, you have to try. After two more sharp pounds to the door, she opens it swiftly as shock registers on her face.

“Joel, what are you…”

You cut her off, too desperate to wait any longer. You come back crawling to her like a starving dog that’s lost its owner, pleading for her to take you back. You say her name anguished, your eyes tearing up and filling with puddles as you feel a teardrop trickle down your cheek like the soft droplets of rain that encase your cold body.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything. For always starting fights, for blowing up in your face from things that weren’t your fault. For breaking your heart over and over. I just… I’m so sorry. Forgive me. Forgive me, please. Because if you don’t then I can never forgive myself for ruining what we have because it’s the best damn thing that’s ever happened to me. I need you, baby. I need you,” you desperately plead as more tears fall down your face, blurring your vision from the beauty that stands in front of you.

“Hey, stop. It’s okay. I’m right here. See?” She asks as she grazes her warm hand over your scruff, catching a falling tear with the tip of her thumb as her eyes glaze over yours, regret filling her face. “Joel, why did you come?” she asks as she looks into your eyes eagerly, looking for an answer in your blurring eyes.

“To apologize. To tell you I can’t live without you. I…I…” you struggle with the words, getting caught in your throat as you choke them out. But you say it, you have to say it. “I love you…” you whisper as your voice fills the void, your heart bleeding out on the dirt that you stand on, screaming her name as you try to claw your way from the hollow ground.

“You love me…?” She asks with softness flowing off her voice.

“Yes. So much. Please, baby. I love you so goddamn much it hurts.”

Her hand brushes your jawline, narrowly tracing your beard as her eyes start to water. You slowly graze your fingers against her cheek as you catch a falling teardrop and wipe it away shakily.

“I…I love you too. I always have. I always will,” she chokes out.

You close your arms around her and bring her into your chest, crushing her against the wet plaid material as more tears spill down your face, landing in her damp hair as you run your fingers through it, feeling that velvety touch that you missed so goddamn much. “I’m not letting you go again, baby. Never ever,” you breathe out, clinging to her like your life depends on it.

“I’m sorry for walking out. I didn’t want to, I really didn’t. I just…I…”

You tilt her head up and crush your lips to hers, feeling that soft, velvety skin that you longed to taste again. She folds into you, wrapping her hands around your shirt and pulling at the buttons, desperate to get near you again. You slide your tongue in her mouth and encase her flavor all over your tongue, basking in her warmth as you melt into her. She pulls you into the house and slams the door closed, still connected by her touch.

She pulls apart from you and stares up at you with longing eyes. Loving eyes. “Don’t go back tonight, Joel. Stay with me,” she says in a desperate, needy tone.

You draw a line with your thumb down her jawline, memorizing every perfect feature on her face. “I’ll stay. For however long you want me to,” you promise, your words filling up your chest with warmth as another tear slips down your face.

“Forever?” she asks with hope filling her eyes.

“Forever.”

You spend the rest of the night just holding her, both of you in wet tears as you lay all your emotions on the table. It’s exactly what you should’ve done all along. This is what you needed. You needed to feel your feelings, not bottle them up. But this felt good, it felt…natural. And so you stay like that the rest of the night, wrapped up in each other and losing yourself in one another. But this is where you belong, where you need to be. You’re home. With her, with your love. Your glowing, beautiful rose petal. Your forever and always.

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catgirlknighted · 10 months

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💜 Two Good Girls Praising Each Other 💜

@lovelyspiral and I were such good girls together just a bit ago. 💖 Seems at least one of my sir’s friends make for very fun playmates! We were rubbing ourselves together & imagining pressing our tits together. We imagined pressing our faces into one another’s bodies and into each other’s crotches. We were giving each other hot ass visuals (and hot ass visuals earlier too) & even sent audio to one another of us both being whimpering & needy good girls. We talked about what if we did a subby photoshoot together that we could show the group (and show my dearest sir Nova). Us both showing off how good we are to everyone! Our asses pressed together all subby to show off how good we both are. Photos of our tits pressed together, us kissing pressed together, and touching each other at the same time. Getting each other so sensitive and wet! 💜 Grinding our crotches together, frotting together, good girl dick up against good girl clit and hole. Rubbing our good girl parts together until our wetness is all mixed together on each other. Our bodies all up against one another, rubbing and needy. 💖 We kept rubbing & rubbing together, praising each other into horny oblivion with no one else there to praise us. Real lift yourself up from your bootstraps moments haha! 💖 Anyway, we just kept going and fantasizing about being good girls together! We kept saying please please please I need to be up against your good girl dick and good girl hole! Wanting each other sooo bad. We were so needy together & she sent me audio that drove me to next-level arousal. I in turn sent Love audio too & ended up cumming in that audio, it was one of the more fun climaxes I’ve hit recently. We both needed to frot & fuck each other soooo bad and kept praising each other for rubbing & being good girls. 💜 Repeating this fantasy of our bodies pressed together, tasting, touching, frotting, & fucking with the visuals and audio. Over & over we went until we were both whimpering messes! This plus the repeated praise & being so needy for one another drove us both to cumming (I came a 2nd time) and it was just soooo much fun! 🤤💦💦💜💖 The only downside was there was no one there to see both of us being such good girls; so, I wanted to recall it for you all. I hope my domme reads this soon! I want Nova to see so bad! 🥰💖💜

#if I left out any details please do add to this Love! I want everyone to see how good we are! 😻💖#My writing got a bit messy here remembering all the fun we had. oops 🥵#I was already worked up; Love telling me her fun thoughts got me going even worse >\\\\\\\\\<#I’m such a sucker for audio & visuals >\\\\\\>#thank you again Love! 💜 we should do this again sometime & practice being good girls together for double the goodness! 💖#I would actually genuinely wanna do a photoshoot like that too not just for thirst reasons but I think it would be fun and boost confidence #my confidence at least anyway 💜💜💜#rose.txt #my writing #yeah I’ll add this to the writing tag even though it’s such a mess; it’s about the journey or whatever or something; words; you get it #trans nsft #trans ns/fw #trans sub #nsft trans #trans ns/ft #nonbinary nsft #enby nsft #cuteuals

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strideofpride · 8 months

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anything you’ve been watching/reading lately that you’d recommend? i think you have stellar taste in media (aka it often matches mine lol) so am curious! hope you feel better soon 💖

Ummmm yes, love this ask!!! (Also I’m so flattered 🥰 you have great taste as well btw)

Books:

Mo Ryan’s Burn It Down! If you’re at all interested in the entertainment industry and how it all gets made, this is basically required reading

the Succession script books (pricey but personally worth it)

I just finished Jill Gutowitz’s Girls Can Kiss Now and felt very seen, a wee bit too relatable

And I’m currently also reading Ann Patchett’s This is the Story of a Happy Marriage, which is a great book for my fellow writers to read

Substack:

I’m a paid subscriber to Hunter Harris’ Hung Up newsletter and I’ve never once regretted it lol

Gotta shout out Dracula Daily as well as the one podcast I listen to rn, re: Dracula (I listen and read at the same time which is perfect for me lol)

Gilmore Women - a Gilmore Girls recap newsletter that talks about everything wrong with each episode lol. I sped through the first six seasons and now I’m depressed that I’m caught up lol

TV:

Minx s2 - it is on Starz which I know most people don’t have but this season has been EXCELLENT

Only Murders in the Building s3 - it’s like a comfort show for me at this point, despite being about murder it makes me feel so cozy. Nora Ephron vibes

The Bear s2 - everyone’s been talking about it already but I just finished and god it was GOOD

The Sopranos - everyone should be doing # Sopranos Sunday with me!!! It’s so fun!! This show is soooo good, really living up to the hype for me

Acapulco - really cute show, makes me wish I was still on vacation in Mexico

Poker Face - bring back standalone episodes like this!!! Bring back character actors doing incredible guest star roles!!!

The Other Two - just. It was the funniest show on TV. It really was. 30 Rock’s spiritual successor which is pretty much the highest praise I can give it

Movies:

Red Eye - I rewatched it after Oppenheimer and it really holds up. Fun, tight thriller that is only like an hour 20 lol. Also Brian Cox aka Logan Roy is in it (and Jayma Mays my beloved)

Theater Camp - as a Jewish theater kid who went to and/or worked at a summer camp every year of her life from ages 4-20, there was no way I wasn’t gonna like this

Mamma Mia series - obviously everyone on tumblr knows about these already but I made my family watch them with me for the Fourth of July and god if I could live in the world of any movie it’d be this one ❤️

Man Up - very cute & fun British rom com I first discovered in college and rewatched this summer. Everyone has incredible comedic chemistry in this, and Lake Bell & Simon Pegg have great sexual chemistry as well (quite a lot of British faces who were nobodies when this was made who’ve gone on to bigger things - most notably Phoebe Waller-Bridge who’s only in a single scene)

X-Men: First Class - my favorite superhero movie ❤️

Indiana Jones series - I rewatched the whole series and saw the new one in theaters this summer. The first and third are literal masterpieces. Second one is mean spirited and racist. Fourth actually has quite a bit of charm, but then it fell apart in the back half. The new one…woof. Nobody but Steven Spielberg should be allowed to direct Indy movies.

Asteroid City - the longer it’s been since I saw it, the more and more I think it might be Wes’ masterpiece

Past Lives - incredible. But I know you already know that one lol

Are You There God, It’s Me Margaret - perfect, perfect film.

The Other Guys - we need Adam McKay and Will Ferrell to get back together, the fate of studio comedies hangs on this (anyway this movie is hilarious - but also if hell is real Marky Mark is obviously gonna burn for all eternity)

Comedy:

John Mulaney: Baby J - I saw him do this special live when he was touring it and I’m mad he cut the FBI bit but he’s still got it

#thank you!#areseebee #strideofprideanswers

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nightimedreamersworld · 1 year

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Six Sentence Sunday

Thank you for the tag dear @artsyunderstudy your work is lovely as always 🥰

So I've been in that weird limbo where you think a lot about writing, but without doing any actual writing. Oh well.

I've been thinking a lot about Every little helps in particular (and sweating about the fact that I haven't updated it in almost two months 😰) and I have good and bad news about it:

The good: I finally figured out what was troubling me about it

The bad: I scrapped almost everything I had written already. (It's fine, as it was mostly filler that didn't go anywhere. It still hurt tho)

Anyway, here's to hoping a fresh start will rekindle my inspiration...

As for A Charity Case: more bad news on this front. Namely, the massive plot hole I found in the planning of Simon and Baz's date - at this point I'll either have to ditch one of their stops, or I'll have to go back and change a few details on the first chapter, just to make everything fit into one damn night.

Here's an excerpt from when both Simon and I thought this date was going oh soooo smoothly:

So, yeah, I don't mind a bit of reckless spending if it means treating myself to a nice dinner out with the boy I'm trying to woo. And this is the Mage's money, anyway. I'd rather blow through this cursed inheritance as quickly as possible. (I've got enough of it saved to pay rent for several months, and a job lined up to start after the New Year. I'll be fine.)

So I drink the wine. I talk to Baz. And I watch him.

Merlin, he looks gorgeous, all lit up by the warm streetlight coming in through the window. He's looking out, twirling his glass, and I want to devour him.

And last but not least: I've started on my Secret Snowflake fic! This is very draft-y and so might change later, but for now have a snippet that hopefully doesn't give the prompt away:

Somehow, I'd convinced myself we were past that. It's been months since either of us broke down during sex, and even when it happened, we learned quickly how to soothe each other. How to communicate our needs and get to the bottom of the problem. How to overcome whatever it was together.

Now, though, as Simon retreats into a cup of tea, holding himself tightly across from me on the kitchen table, I feel a pinprick of dread.

We've been getting bolder in the bedroom, trying out new things every week. As I wait for Simon to gather his words, I go through my mental list of kinks, wondering what could be setting him off this time.

I feel Simon's foot resting over mine; I'm wearing socks, he isn't. It's the first time he's reached out to me since I got home.

“Don't worry yourself to a strop," Simon says, lowering his mug. He hasn't actually drank the tea. “I'm fine. Just embarrassed, really."

I hum. "I know. I can almost taste the blood on your cheeks."

I'll tag: @bookish-bogwitch (pls give me more RoN) @cutestkilla @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @palimpsessed @captain-aralias @confused-bi-queer @martsonmars @whogaveyoupermission @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @facewithoutheart @ivelovedhimthroughworse @ionlydrinkhotwater @larkral @aristocratic-otter ❤

#simon snow series #simon snow #baz pitch #snowbaz

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candycryptids · 20 days

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers ╰(´︶`)╯♡

;0;! Oh jeez ok ☀️ 😌

Frogs- this one might be kinda obvious I guess based on my blog title and all but I really like frogs and toads and tadpoles I think they’re really fascinating little critters and every time I learn something new about frogs it makes me feel all sparkly. Like they swallow when they blink- because their eyes go down into the body and it squishes food down their throat. Isn’t that WILD? Nature is so cool. (-unfortunately there’s one Toad I can’t stand because the way she carries her babies makes me freak out. Sorry Suriname Toad! If trypophobia is a problem for you don’t look her up 🥰)

Scented Plushies- I love… being able to smush my face into a soft plush animal and smell a pleasant smell. (I like sweet/fruity/pastry kinda smells) It’s like… IDK I have a bunch of them in my bed with me so I can pick one to cozy up with and it helps me sleep? (I have to sleep with a plush animal anyways, the way I sleep I’ll fuck up my shoulders if I don’t have Little Guy Support lol.) but also uh. Yeah Build A Bear has insertable smells and they last for like ever and they’re really pleasant ;; my favorite I think is their seasonal Pumpkin Spice, but I also really loved their other seasonal, Sunken Treasure, it was like, mango-y …

Pork Katsu- whenever we make it at home it’s kind of a special occasion cos it takes some doin, tryin stuff yk, but it’s always SO GOOD… we never have enough leftovers for Katsudon the next day lmfao. Oh there’s also a little restaurant inside the Hmart we go to, they do Katsu Sandwiches? And they come with a Fruit Sando too (it’s filled with seasonal fresh fruit and whip cream and it’s SO PRETTY and tastes SOOOO good.) gotta be one of my top tens of food (both kinda of sandwich LOL, but also just Pork Katsu. I group them together mentally as one thing in my brain 🤔)

Dark Chocolate Terry’s Orange - already drooling thinkin about that Winter only treat auuuuu…. It’s just so good, and it’s easy to snack off of for like, weeks. Cos you slap it on the table a bunch and it has a bunch of fake orange wedges made of dark chocolate to Nomf on. If you like chocolate and Orange you should try one once, I think they’re pretty great! I think some off-brands also makes like, ones with fillings like mint and raspberry? They’re pretty decent too from what I remember… (oops.. double food Happies. Well.! Food makes me happy!!!)

Leaving my Rambling Gushing Tags on peoples art also makes me really happy tbh it’s just not something I can condense into one-two words for the bold and color format I started - lol. But I for real get so excited seeing the stuff people create (I count gpose as art actually, it’s a creative outlet!!! Art!!) and I don’t have a LOT of art technical terms- it’s been a while since high school so I don’t even fully remember the terms they taught me back then- but I’m still like. Idk I see a cool shot, or a piece of art, and my heart becomes like, thunderstorm on the ocean, crash boom!!!!! So I write a bunch of tags pointing out what I like and what I think (with restraint, sometimes, I try not to thirst tag too heavily since I don’t want to make people uncomfortable and like. Block me LMFAO then I wouldn’t get to see their cool characters/art anymore yk) and I just. I hope it makes them happy too? But thinking that it might/does make them happy to get ramble excited tags (cos I do Lmfao) makes me really happy too? Idk. I just wanna put out good energy on people’s stuff. Encourage them to keep pursuing their hobbies? They cared enough to post it so others could see it which meant they wanted to show others, rather than not posting it all and keeping it to themselves, and, idk. This got really long LOL. I just have a lot of feelings about this i guess. Ty for sending this ask btw it’s been fun to answer ;w;

#Tag Game #technically not a tag game but I’m calling a chicken a horse don’t mind #also I like using color and bold for emphasis because I’m a video game character it seems #I just don’t do it that often because I worry it’ll be obnoxious #I spend an awful lot of time worrying about other people 🤔#bonus if you’re reading the tags my favorite emoji is 😲✨#happy thoughts #long post #post got kinda long lol

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sherifftillman · 1 year

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okay i posted photos already but i wanna talk about the weekend so here is a summary: (this is a long post bc am on mobile i am so sorry)

1. FUCK showmasters. money-grabbing, delusional, godawful cunts. i'm glad he only had a 2-event contract with them, but i hope it doesn't put him off future UK cons

2. i got to tell him how much luke's character means to me, that he portrayed an autistic person very sensitively and properly which is tough to get right, that his range is phenomenal and i'm glad he's getting the love he deserves. i don't wanna be That Person and say he wanted to hug me but was ~forbidden~ to, but his arms definitely moved out before he looked at the staff member and then instead reached out to take my hand. he said "thank you, love, your words mean the world to me" and holy SHIT his hands are the SOFTEST THINGS IN THE WORLD!!!!!!! this was also day 1 so he was in the cardigan look and he looked So Ralph i couldn't keep it together lmao

3. when i tell you this man was a CONVEYOR BELT for photo ops. we all joked that you could have put a cardboard cutout in there and it would be exactly the same. same face in all of them and everything. he really seemed done with it all then

4. the panel was. well. about the same as any other. same questions as always were asked. same answers were given. i think bc music as a topic is so opinion based he's been actively deflecting questions about his personal music taste but my GOD did people push that anyway. poor man went into hysterics when someone said to say hi to wes, he was so done with the day. and oh my GOD he hates that panel host guy LMAO his face would be so sweet and gentle when he was talking to the fans and then that guy would open his mouth and jq's face would DROP it was so funny

5. i haven't even mentioned!!!! i made so many friends!!! mostly by wearing my djo hoodie everywhere lol. joe squared supremacy <3 but yeah. i've missed the con experience of just telling someone you like something about them and then spending an entire weekend attached to their hips lol

6. day 2 was SOOOO much calmer. i think bc it was announced super late and also he was only there for half a day. HE HAD A LIL SCRUFF OF BEARD 🥰🥰🥰 and he seemed so much happier. like actual "hello! so nice to see you! how have you been?!" like you see how he is at most cons. he wasn't like that yesterday lmao

7. going off that, when i said "oh you know, just pressing on" he frowned and said "well i hope it gets better!" i said "oh it's great! i've had a good weekend, i hope you have too!" and he went "its been... fucking... lovely!" but the "fucking" was said under his breath in a tone that's usually followed by "mental" or "a shitshow" but yeah. THEN HE WINKED AT ME!!!!!! and said "take care now, won't you?" that's the jq i'd been seeing in videos.

8. photos were much the same but i liked my second one better AND he rubbed my back, said "thank you so much for coming, get home safe!" AND HE WINKED AGAIN

9. day 2 panel was fuckin. EMPTY. i asked him a question about how he said in the wonderland interview that he'd love to pursue a music career, i was like "was that for real or were you just saying it to get to the next question" and he was like "i'm just so lazy, it takes a lot of work to be a musician and i'm not one now, but someday i might start a band" aw. also he is a VERY sarcastic man who i think people take way too seriously lol. also x2 his bitchface towards the host was even less subtle LMAO

10. we saw him leaving and the poor man had his cap on and his head down, he REALLY wanted to leave and i don't blame him in the slightest

11. FUCK. showmasters. they deliberately oversold jq and didn't honour refunds, autographs were either included in diamond passes or bought on the day for £75 IN CASH??? and one of my new friends was the only one left when they cut for time from photo ops, she asked if she could just get one, JOE SAID YES BUT THE STAFF SAID NO. we had one staff member talking to us DIRECTLY about what time jq was paid to stay until, said "but it would be nice if he chooses to stay longer" and then started talking about how last year's summer event was so unfairly criticised?? and was like "even joe said he wasn't stressed" ofc he isn't gonna talk shit about a company he was still legally under contract for??? and one tried to tell us not to sit on the floor, 30ft away from the first aid room door, bc there was NO OTHER SEATING, saying that it's our own fault if we got mauled by a stretcher in an emergency. there was no emergency.

12. i have practically bankrupt myself at artist booths and i'm tempted to do it all again in liverpool in a few weeks lmfao

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sessakag · 1 year

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Secrets <3F The Hidden Leaf

Hello, I love this smutty, smut story sooooo much (makes me feel like I’m in the room with them or better yet, I’m experiencing everything Hinata is) 😩 n I loveeee how you’re writing Naruto to be this dominant beast with soooo much tender n care. They’re the HOTTEST no questions ask!

I definitely picture him like this irl n I love how Hinata is getting to experience all these new things 🥰 my lil shy care bear.

Questions: Will Sasuke pardon’s go well? Will Hinata go against her father’s n Clan’s wishes by moving in with Naruto anyways? (She’s basically already living there)

Will Naruto eventually let that hurt go from his first gf n get the balls to marry Hinata? My girl needs a RING 🤷🏾‍♀️

Will Sakura get caught for living file?

Will Lee move on from her ^ after he realizes she’s just using him? I want better for my baby 🥴

Will she n Sasuke get a divorce or will they just work thru their problems? N will she eventually try having xes the way he likes n vice versa?

Will Ino invite Hinata in her bedroom? 🤣 Sis got more than a lil crush on her 🙊

Does Kiba look at Hinata different now? Does he secretly wanna get with her? 👀 (Will he ask to join them?) ps: I don’t mind those 2 together at all I’ve read other fics n omggg their pretty hot…

How will Sasuke ask Naruto to join their bedroom? Or will it be the other way around? 😩😩 Tbcompletelyh I seriously doubt Hinata will be comfortable with him, she’s already embarrassed n shy around him n she’s already having 3/4sums with Naruto’s clones…

(so f’n HOT)

When Sasuke finally does gets a taste will he be addicted? Is these lil fantasies of his an ongoing thing? Will they turn into wet dreams? Will he be possessive? Will Naruto become crazy jealous? Will they… do their own thing? (Don’t mind a lil bxb action) Will Hinata like those 2 together with her? OMG will Kiba see the wholeee thing n get ideas of his own? (He’s a p*rv 🤣) but then again we’re talking ab Kiba lmfaoooo

Will the other guys warm up to Sasuke being around?

Sorry for these long a*s questions 🥴

I LOVE the pacing of this book! A good slow burn is NICE! Don’t rush it pls, it’s all apart of the journey 😭 besides irl they would never move this fast.. but I’m glad you’re writing ab my favorite throuple 🥰🥰 love ur other stories btw

Happy you're enjoying Secrets, even better that you can place yourself in the fic 🥰🥰🥰that's like the highest compliment for a writer 🥹 I'm a staunch believer that stories should be experienced rather than read 🥰

A sweet, dominant Naruto is 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 he's got a firm hand but a tender heart, the perfect combo in my book 🥰 a lot of people wite him as a sub, and I get that could be a thing, but he just gives me Dom energy with a undercurrent of softness and care.

I think his head strong, leadership aura is perfect for coaxing Hinata from her comfort zone and exploring the different layers of sexuality and personality, and he's accepting of the way she is. He tests her boundaries but he also respects her hard limits 🥰 it's really very sweet, I swear, but Naruto himself is a sweetheart, so it comes with the territory.

Your questions shall be answered between Secrets and it's planned sequel :D

Omg, the Ino situation, lot of people have inquired about that teasing attraction dynamic 😂 Ino does like a bit of Hina, but she's so cute, and sweet and adorable, who wouldn't want a bit of Hina?

Their three-way union will be writhe with excitement, soul searching and exploration. I cannot wait to get to that part. This is a slow burn for a reason though, I don't think any of them are the type to jump into something like this either, it needs time and foundation to get to that point. Sasuke can be very stubborn, Hinata can be very shy, Naruto can be very Naruto, it's a delicate balance that I'm not gonna rush, don't you worry!

Secrets doesn't have m/m action(not in the context that we're talking about at least🤭) since there's so much angst and emotional stuff going on, I didn't want to overwhelm myself with it, however, A Cure For Love does have m/m intimacy. That fic is a supernatural, enemies to lovers, throuple story.

I love this long ask, just like the other one 🥰 no worries! Feel free to write as much as you'd like! Thanks for the ask!

Secrets of the Hidden Leaf

#ask #fanfiction #answer #naruto

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deejadabbles · 10 months

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Hiiiii!!! Ooo sleep over clone shipping!! Thanks for tagging me in this too!☺️

My name is Stitch, and I’m 5’5” with shoulder length brown hair (I’d love to dye it purple) and blue eyes. I love to draw, write, play my instrument (I play the cello and would like to learn more), listen to music (my favorite genre is pop punk), and cruise around on main street like they did in the 50s. I’m the “emo” of my family but I prefer punk/emo combo as a description for my fashion sense!

A good dad joke or pun can make me double over in laughter, and I love to use them too. Making people laugh is my passion. I’m quite shy until you get to know me, and kindness is the bestest!

Hope you’re having a great day/night!!!🥰

OKAY OKAY SO I know it's treasonous not to ship you with Tech (and don't get me wrong Tech would hold you dear) buT there was only one man I saw when reading this

Fives would just adore your whole vibe, like, seriously. Please show him all your taste in music (and play it loud), let him feel the wind in his hair as you both go on long drives together, and give him the chance you help you dye your hair. He wants to spend all day making you laugh because seeing you double over in laughter makes him soooo happy (the moment he finds out you draw he's spreading out on your couch "Paint me like one of your earth girls, mesh'la!" only it's just half a joke, he wants you to draw him)

#I HOPEYOU LIKE FIVES #IDK I just think he'd really like how shy you are at first but then adore your humor #tgif clone ships

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starlostseungmin · 2 years

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KEISYYY 💞💞💞

That Seungmin fic...not only the title it dreamy but the whole storyline is too 🥰🤧

When he grabbed Yn's hand to play with his hair...AISOEIISJEI I DIED I held my breath my god. Not gonna lie that was so hot of him 🥵

Sttoooopppp and the way he interlocked their fingers together....that was so cute omg I'm blushing. I literally screamed when he said "cute" 🙈

No cause I was screaming every 3 seconds this is so good

AND WHEN THEY KISSED OMG THEY KISSED. Of course his lips tasted mint, he likes mint choco 😌FIRST KISS? FIRST KISS? OMG OMG OMG 😲

Oh how the turns have tables in the end, who's the shy one right now, huh, KIM SEUNGMIN??!!!😏

Keisy, my love, this was so good 💗 I was so immersed in the story I even forgot I had cramps haha but anyway, I want this made into a kdrama with the kim seungmin himself as the lead wow...I loved ittttt 💗💖💗💖

I hope you have a great day, my love. Stay hydrated 💕

🦋

WAIT I'M GONNA PUT A CUT FOR THIS

anyway, ZOEEEEEEE 😭😭😭 if this is going to be a kdrama i will yeet y/n out and volunteer!! just kidding but yeeees! but please expect that i won't survive if he's going to be in one 🥺 and ikr? he's so college boyfriend material i'm gonna cry in the corner OMG 😭

seungmin is that one type of guy that can make everyone fall for him, a charm that attracts a person can never get off—he’s so dreamy and cute, and handsome, and soooo precious 😤🥺

y/n’s going to take care of his mischievousness now 😌 anyway, i feel your sentiment with stroking his hair while pretending to be asleep, i was screaming 😭 and that kiss yes 😳 idk what got over me to write something cheesy as this! ngl i thought it was bland, i wasn't expecting that you love it so much that it's making me cry right now 😭😭 i felt so single while writing this 💔

i am so happy you enjoyed it so much 😭 i'm smiling the whole time while reading this 🥺 thank you so much love 💕💕💕

anyway how are you feeling? does it still hurt? drink lots of water and eat yes? cramps are the worst really 😤

#🐧.txt #keisy;answers #🧸— mutuals #zoe 🦋

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jentlemahae · 1 year

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it’s another playlist anon and i’ve gone through almost all of them now! really kept listening for mark and haechan’s voices in those two, and omg “so am i” or “crash landing”? had forgot how mark sounded in them! n haechan “the rainy night” and “round&round” didn’t give him enough cred for his voice in those! as for the vibelists? these were so exciting to get to listen to! i knew you’re a swiftie but starting with “gold rush” and i would never have thought her songs could fit him so well but you’re damn right mark would nail that so good. his soft but rough and dipping into darker pitches? but especially the softness with it? would work so good man. “lost”????? that’s so good literally made for mark. all so well chosen for him! and starting with mariah carey for haechan is the most clever move i’ve seen omg. same as for mark, wouldn’t have thought of that before but that’s so true. his voice could do her songs real justice! stayc too i’m a little obsessed with imagining haechan singing them actually! also to add “bambi” to this list feels like a celebration to haechan be deserved that but also i bet he’d be very proud you put it in there. he’d do it so well! agreed, songs like “instagram” belong with them both etc omg i’m just so grateful for the time u put into making these for me and us! thank you, i might just continue to listen to your playlists if that’s ok! they’re literally perfect! it feels like just what i was wishing for without actually knowing exactly what i was wishing for! thank you for spoiling me and us like this 😭💖💖💖 your mind, your taste, and your generosity!

thank u for such nice feedback! i really love when ppl give me comments about stuff that ive made so thank uu 🥺🫂🫶🏻 and yeah mark sounds soooo fine in so am i omg it’s a shame that im certain he’s forgotten about that song 😞 and to be completely honest, gold rush is not really a song that id like mark to cover, it’s more that it reminds me sooooo much of him >.< lost is something id like him to cover tho heheh and honey is something i want haechan to cover so badddddd his voice would sound so good 😦😦 and yeah instagram is one of the songs i think they should cover together <3 also palette by iu and pour up by dean and suit & tie by justin t <3 anwww im so happy u like them!! 💗 honestly making them was soooo much fun, it was actually a treat for me ahah 😄 so you are very welcome! 🥰💗💗💗 sending u a hug, i hope u have the best week <3

#😚😚😚#anonymous #sophie ask

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evelynhug0 · 1 year

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tell me about your dreams, tell me about both your crush and best friend

So, I'm back from lunch and ready to answer all the questions 🥰

About my dreams: I dream of being an author, writing stories about love and friendship and sadness, stories that haunt people & never leave them. I dream of having a happy relationship with someone I can trust, someone who loves and wants me as much as I love and want them, someone who supports me and doesn't immediately leave when things get difficult. I dream of feeling happy and healthy, of not having so much physical pain, of feeling good in my own skin. I dream of financial stability and being able to travel & buy all the books that interest me. I dream of having enough free time to go on adventures with friends, watch movies, read, be creative, write, etc. And I dream and hope to still have a lot of time left with my loved ones.

My crush: That's not easy to answer because I don't really have one. There are currently 3 people that don't leave my mind. First of all, there is that girl I'm friends with. She has a bf and yet she sometimes says stuff to me that gives off queer vibes. Sometimes I just get the urge to kiss her???? This doesn't usually happen with people I am friends with (no worry @ my friends who read this, I don't get the urge to kiss you, it's fine lol) but from the moment we met, there was this special connection... Then there is that girl who was in my German class in college. She has a chronic bitch face and I never liked her but then I met her again a few months ago and she was so nice??? And then I saw her on Bumble (we did not match sadly) and she's on my mind every day since I spotted her on that app. Aaaaand the third one is someone I went on a super cute date with but idk... it's all fun and cute but I feel like I'd need a partner who is more extroverted. So I'm unsure.

My best friend: I don't really have one best friend but I have several super close friends that are best friends to me even tho I don't say to them they're my best friends haha. (wow that sentence is weird af and makes no sense sorry) One of them is a girl I got to know in high school. We went through a lot together and even if sometimes, we don't talk to each other for months (busy adult life), we always know that the other one is there when we're in trouble. I can just talk to her without any filter and share everything that's on my mind with her. The other one is a girl I met on tumblr and she's so amazing!!! So creative, intelligent af, talented, soooo fun and I love her so much!!! She always listens to my drama and is supportive and I can always ahre my honest thoughts and opinions and fears with her. The third one lives in France and she's like a sister to me! She's soooo adorable and I love her so much! I wish she lived closer and I could go to museums, cinema, etc. with her because her taste in everything is just so great and I looooove talking to her.

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backandimbamon · 3 years

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bamon on vacation please 🌸

okay! i love this idea and i had intentions of making it light and airy but it’s so soooo steamy instead- the story started writing itself. enjoy 🥰

Damon has never seen Bonnie high before until now- the green of the palm trees and the crystal clear of the ocean provides the perfect backdrop to truly make the clouded sage of her eyes pop and as glassy as they are, Bonnie is still very functional.

Who would’ve thunk?

He watches her, blunt perched between her fingers like a cigarette, her lids growing lower and sclera turning hazy and Damon can’t possibly look away. How dumb of me, he almost thinks to himself, to have wanted to go to Paris when Jamaica was always right there, specializing in weed strong enough to make even him see shooting stars in his best friend’s pupils.

There’s a cherry taste when his mouth is on the joint again from Bonnie’s lipgloss, as if she’s kissing him. He presses his lips together to chase that fruity flavor with his tongue dragging along the seam of his lip.

It’s been a while since he’s had a woman’s hands on him- possibly a few weeks- and he’s suffering withdrawals, so he attempts to find release in any and every inflection in Bonnie’s tone or inconsistency in her normally prudent behavior.

More often than not, he’s nudging her in certain ways to uncover that sexier side of herself that she hides so well. To his surprise it’s been on overdrive ever since they arrived in Montego Bay- but not directed at him.

The guy who plans excursions, (excursionist?) has been sending heart eyes Bonnie’s way and she’s been sending them back. He’s light brown skin with even lighter locs, modelesque height, tattoos. Damon can admit, to merely be human, he is a contender for good looks but naturally this excursionist is no match for him.

Damon Salvatore is otherworldly.

He sets his jaw.

“Why so serious?” Bonnie makes a gesture of her pointer finger encircling his face then laughs. “You look like you’re about to kill someone.” she pauses to consider what she’s just said before leaning forward, his eyes flit to the neckline of her shirt struggling to hold in ample cleavage before returning up. Voice low so that only he hears, she mumbles. “Wait, please tell me you aren’t?”

Killing excursionist guy is probably not a bad idea, but he won’t, Damon already made a promise earlier that this will be a murder-free trip. “No… that’s off limits. A promise is a promise.” He grins wide enough for her not to renew her faith in him. “You have to keep me preoccupied so I don’t get that urge.” However, he knows that deep down, the urges won’t subside, they’ll just be different.

For instance, the island heat is so intense that his skin tans a bit. Bonnie is several shades darker, a deep brown since she intentionally palm oils herself to lounge out in the sun in a bikini. Damon watches her, follows those trails of perspiration drawing curves around her neck and waist when the temperature is too warm. He observes so hard that he swears he can taste the saltiness, feel the weight of her skin on his tongue. His mind insists he throw her over his shoulder when she pulls her neck and back strap loose for an even complexion. Urges so strong, he takes a step closer to the sliding glass door.

It takes him a while to realize he’s longing for Bonnie-his best friend- in a way that he shouldn’t. But it’s hard to encourage his mind not to when she’s splayed out like a starfish.

Or times like now, when his eyes play tag between her cleavage and her face because in Jamaica, Bonnie wears tank tops with straps thinner than spaghetti. With necklines that sink lower than anvils. Cherry-flavored blunts. He promises she’d have that same look in her eye if she tried him out for one night. The same feeling too.

It’s hard for him not to have his mind all muddled when just yesterday, she was searching for something in her bag and she bent over far enough that her shorts lowered and her shirt rose and Damon saw a new set of teeny tiny tan lines from a string bikini he’d never seen her in before. After that, there was no such thing as pulling him back so those “urges” are perhaps on his to-do list. Bonnie Bennett is perhaps on his to-do list.

But imagine, all of that teasing to not so much as hint that she’s doing it for him. Actually, he knows she isn’t. The little witch is just enjoying her time on vacation, her time by herself, and her time with her best friend. Damon is keeping an eye out so she won’t decide to enjoy her time with Excursion guy. She’s too busy with her bestie and if Damon’s not getting any, neither should she, no matter how many times Goldilocks reminds her of his very available schedule after 3pm.

She declares she has the munchies with a giggle before reaching into her purse to reveal an orange, pulpy mango skinned delicately and plastic bagged.

“You have the whole world in your purse.”

Bonnie rolls her eyes before she bites into it, juices dripping down her chin, down the front of her shirt, leaving see-through streaks. His mind is in shambles just that quick.

“I wish you could taste how sweet it is,” Bonnie says, popping a thumb into her mouth.

Damon is not thinking about fruit.

When her fingers become too messy to hold the joint, he holds onto it for her and inhales until his vision is ocean waves of dark brown skin, light brown hair and peridot eyes.

“There’s something magical about this place…I can feel it- like this old wisdom that lingers and is kinda intimidating.” Bonnie gets lost in thought. “Almost reminds me of this one time I visited Haiti when I was a little girl and everyone used to talk about mermaids taking their family members away for years... If a mermaid asked you to go with her, would you?”

Damon convinces Bonnie to share a suite with him since there’s more than enough space in a California King-sized bed. She relents. They have a wonderful view of the setting sun as the room is painted in reds and pinks.

“Only if you went with me. I can’t have Mr. Excursionist attempting to take my place.” Damon admits, not intending to put his foot in his mouth but doing so anyway.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

He decides to run with it, “Please, Bon Bon. I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at that guy. You two have some creepy eye sex thing going on as if I’m not there.”

“What difference does it make? You do the same exact thing but with every woman you come in contact with.”

“Semantics. This is supposed to be a trip for two besties and here you are adding a third to the mix, who is quite unwanted if you ask me.”

“One, I want him, and two, no one is asking you. Besides, he could never take your place-“

“Aww,”

“-because you’re my best friend. With Leo, I want fun. Young, dumb fun.”

“We have fun all the time.”

“Don’t be dense, Damon.” She says, with leaf green eyes looking at him like that type of fun between them is never going to happen.

He wants to tell her that he’s been dying to have fun with her. He wants to tell her how he’s dreamt of bending her over the modern eclectic dining table and fucking her so hard that every knickknack and napkin-wrapped silverware falls to the floor. He wants to tell her that there’s no way she hasn’t noticed the thirst in his gaze, or heard how his innuendos no longer sound like jokes.

“I never get to have fun.” She declares, with every intention of changing that.

She sneaks out at night in the black micro bikini he’s never seen her in. Every so often, she turns around probably making sure he’s not trailing her but Damon is a vampire with quick reflexes, his footsteps are soundless. He moves too fast for her to catch a glimpse.

Behind them is the resort, in front of them is bright, pearly moonlight and the beach. She walks offshore to welcome the cool waves, find peace, the sea at her thighs before she decidedly pulls away to sit on one of the unfolded resort loungers.

This time it’s water droplets curving around her waist- they crystallize like little pools of silver in the light before racing down her body, between her breast and legs. He’s never seen this much of Bonnie at once and all of his blood is rushing so far South that it makes him lightheaded. To at least breathe comfortably, he unzips his pants.

He observes Bonnie as she swivels her head around and Damon realizes that she’s looking for him. Goldilocks.

Already, he’s a tall mass of limbs and arms, walking towards her so accustomed to the sand that he moves fluently. Bonnie watches him like he isn’t real, by the sound of her heart rate, she doesn’t seem nervous which surprises him. This guy cups her face to bring her in for a kiss with enough passion and romance behind it that it makes Damon’s stomach twist but it doesn’t stop him from staring.

They do that for a while, kiss, before Bonnie tugs at his waistband with this neediness that automatically makes Damon wish that he’d snapped his neck.

Mr. Pretty laughs at her eagerness before caressing the side of her face, “There’s no need to rush.”

How silly of him to assume.

Damon knows Bonnie is rushing because she’s not sure how long she can be gone before her best friend realizes and breaks every neck that won’t tell him where she is. Instead she says she needs him, like really, really bad, right now and tears the condom with an anticipation that makes her thighs quiver.

With Bonnie’s next blink, Damon is behind her, hand over her protesting mouth, peering into her fantasy’s eyes, telling him to only remember this night in his dreams, when the witch and the vampire have boarded the plane to their next destination, far away from here. The girl on the beach does not exist, she is not real, she is a figment of his imagination when his eyes are open, and he will never remember her name. She’s just a mermaid who lured him in to sea when the waves were too high for him to swim in.

Mindlessly, tall, dark and handsome leaves, the tent in his pants a compass that points to the way back home.

Bonnie screams at Damon when he lets her go, hits him, strikes him with aneurysms strong enough to bring him to his knees and fuck, he feels that attention he so desperately needs from her. Finally he can confirm she feels something towards him even if it’s a hate strong enough to split him in two because someone like him is never meant for the friend zone. He can never feel her power surging through him like this if he’s tiptoeing on becoming a safe and reliable security blanket.

Even with blood vessels in his brain popping, he thinks to himself, yes, yes, Bonnie, give me everything you’ve got and then his vision goes black like the color of her tiny bikini.

Damon’s head is underwater before he jolts himself awake, it’s still nighttime, still very hot and humid when he stands up in the sea, shirt plastered to his torso and jeans heavy with water weight. He looks down at a frowning little witchy.

“Anything you want, you get. Anything at all.” Bonnie says, staring at him with hostility in her eyes, stronger than when they first met. “But what do you want this time, Damon? For me to be miserable? We’re on vacation for Christ’s sake and still, I’m angry at you. It’s always about you.”

“That’s the thing, Bonnie. You’re on vacation with me, so why the hell would you get lost in other people?”

“We’re not a fucking couple!”

“Yes we fucking are.” Damon pauses to evaluate his words. “We’re a couple of really close friends who protect each other.”

She laughs sardonically, “I should be protecting myself from you.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“Oh but I do, you’re a walking nightmare. You’re the best friend from hell.”

“Bonnie-“

“Don’t touch me.”

He drops his arm. “I just think you’re overreacting.”

“And i just think you’re a narcissist.”

“Penny for every time I’ve heard that one.”

“You’re singlehandedly ruining my life and joking about it…Just leave me alone.”

“You and I both know that I can’t do that.”

“Can’t or won’t?”

The waves roar as they stare each other down.

“You know, I used to think you protected me for Elena. Kept me safe when I became your best friend, but slowly you’ve just started mixing up my role with hers. I am your friend, nothing more or less, so you have to stop treating me like my world is supposed to revolve around you. Newsflash, Damon, it’s not.” She bumps him when she walks off and he turns around to see the moon looking closer than it was before.

It’s not too late, he notices when he glances at his phone and sees it’s a little passed midnight. But he’s deeply tired, so much so that he’s considering getting sleep tonight. Bonnie is in the bathroom brushing her teeth though it doesn’t stop him from stripping and closing the glass shower door behind him.

She mumbles something he can barely hear over the sound of the faucet and the shower head.

“What?”

Bonnie tugs at the handle and opens the door to his shower, steam rushing out, “I said you wish it were you, don’t you?”

Her eyes don’t stray just hold his with a fierceness that lets him know she’s still very pissed at him. And he’s just stunned.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. Now if you’re coming in, close the door so I can stay nice and warm, please?”

She does, to his disbelief. She closes the door behind him, and there’s enough room in this fancy shower that she can stand up in it with only her feet getting wet. Damon lathers his body up, determined to not get too excited about having company in here with him, and Bonnie of all people. She’s still mad enough to set him on fire.

“You were jealous. All that time, I couldn’t pinpoint why you’d do something like that and then-bingo- you wish I were sneaking out to have sex with you.”

There’s no accusation in her tone, she presents her idea confidently as if it’s not up for debate.

“Uh-uh,” he lies, “I was only trying to protect you from a situation you didn’t know how to handle.”

“I decide what I can and cannot handle.”

“Tell that to your bleeding nose.”

She taps at her nose to see red on her two fingers before washing them away. “This is all your fault.”

“Yeah, yeah. Blame the big, bad, vampire. You’re still wrong.”

Bonnie folds her arms together and looks at him sideways.

“I’m wrong.” She steps forward with this judgey look on her face and something else; he hasn’t really considered Bonnie to be dangerous but he’s uneasy when she steps close enough that her hair is soaked and her oversized sleep shirt sticks to her bare skin. “You don’t want me…Right?”

This is a fever dream, witchy in a wet t-shirt and nothing else, tempting him while he’s in the shower is hard to accept as reality.

“Exactly.” He confirms, but his lashes drop when he drinks her body in, the press of her curves against fabric that might as well not even be there. “You’re so wrong.” His voice is hoarse with how badly his loins ache.

“I can’t tell.”

He thinks she’s about to embrace him but the dig of her nails down his back is better, renders him weak with an all-encompassing arousal that almost makes him double over. It’s impossible to speak.

“I needed Leo tonight, but you compelled him to forget about me, Damon. You should pay for that.”

“I am paying, my balls are fucking blue.”

“Well, I want them to turn into Christmas ornaments.” She brushes her body up against his as close as she can get before leaving him alone.

She mumbles something else under her breath and when he goes to release the tension in his damn near purple erection, his arms won’t allow him to.

“Fuck,” he groans.

#bamon #bamon fanfic #bamon fic #bamon fanfiction #my writing #my fic #bamon prompt #prompt #bonnie bennett #damon salvatore #damon x bonnie #bonnie x damon

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moononastring · 3 years

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now let’s start with the breakdown.

First of all: Dorian, my man, my king, my powerful powerful love.

His ending was...... so freaking good. Was i sad he and manon didn’t rlly got together while foreshadowing a romance in the future? No, i was not!!!! Which..... is so strange to me but I don’t dislike Manon anymore, like at all. I think she truly repented (and suffered a lot) and she shows how she has actually changed and I thought it was v neat (the whole crochan plot was GOOD good, with her new family and everything 🤍✨ it was rlly nice to see her growing as a character). Do i want them together? No, that feels and sounds and tastes like the nastiest of the heartaches (only if she yielded her mortality like lorcan? Which... then i think it could be fine. AND BTW ELORCANNNNN PLS PLS 😭😭😭😭😭😭)

Also what was that about him saying he’d marry Yrene!!!! Dorian!!!!!! Keep it in your pants young man pls lol I laughed ngl (will i be looking for fanfics?? That’s a secret i’ll never tell)

And OMFG when he destroyed morath 🥵🥳🥺🥰✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ SO HOT PLS. Him PRANKING miss maeve!!! HE PRANKED HER 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥳🥳🥳🥳 And then he took her ability to open the portals YUM go eat mud bitch 💁🏽‍♀️ (uuuuuuu when she was decapitated 😋🗣 yes pls)

And also,,,,,, when manon and dorian did it in the tent, right before he left for morath,,,, that was cute.... i will give you that, it was, i liked it (he is so earnest and wholesome and a simp, truly, he is, andjsjs i love him) (but uhn I thought that he’d be like.... dirty talk king and... all they did was have “no talking sex” which was fine but.... I expected more that’s all) AND OH OH OH WHEN HE SAID HE STARTED TO REMEMBER SORSCHA IN A “GLEAMING LIGHT” OR SMTG INSTEAD OF ONLY PAINNNNNN PLS JRAHDSJHDJSHD😭😭😭 and whenever he mentioned sorscha as the woman he loves 😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫 lord i love him pls let him be happy.

The relief when he discovered(?) he was human 🥰 just.... his story in the end was awesome and i’m not mad at all 🤍🤍🧃

Dorian is such a sweet summer sunshine of a boy. I love him so so so so SOOOOO much. He's such a great character, a true prince charming imo. He was soooo badass is KOA even when giving me 35 different heart attacks that dumbass.

I'm so glad you're feeling better about Manon hehe! I told you that you had to wait and seeeee. Her arc was amazing. I'm definitely sad it was open-ended but I'm holding out that Sarah might give us a little something something in the future. I would personally love to see how they would navigate a relationships as two leaders in two different places. They both respect each other as leaders a lot and understand what must be done which is something I love about their relationship. I'm holding out Sarah will give us SOMETHING. Their time in the tent was so sweet and as Becca likes to put it more of a see ya later than a goodbye haha. For me, I think they both needed it to be that way in the moment. They knew they likely wouldn't get another moment to be with each other like that.

Overall, I really love how they bring out different, stronger sides of each other. I love them!! And I love that you enjoyed it hehe!!

#🧃'nonnie #asks #'nonnie #throne of glass #throne of glass spoilers #tog #tog spoilers #manorian #dorian havilliard

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omg saw your gifset of brightwin for f4thailand and they look SO GOOOOD 😍😍😍 I like what they did with bright’s hair and hope it stays that way for the series🤞🏻 and TU!!! i already like her, she’s looks so cool 🥰 im excited that BW got to do another series together but at the same time, WHY THIS THOUGH? i mean im happy that bright’s got to play a role he wants and win’s got a role he worked so hard for 🥺 BUT the tropes are toxic and antis will defo grab this chance to drag our babies down 😔 and besides this series has been remade sooo many times and im like.. meh. ALSO i feel that gmm invalidated us since still2gether, the best show ever, just ended last friday and they surprise us with this?? i mean we were all still hyping about THE KISS (thank you p’aof) and sarawatine and brightwin and still2gether.. and then boom. AND IT’S NOT EVEN A WEEK YET! 😑

I’m so sorry this turned into a rant 😔

abby!!! hiiii love!!! 💙 they do though don't they?? i'm really looking forward to dew and nani tbvh. i mean,,, with all the shittiness of the plot and everything the actors and the visuals in it is god tier. AND MAN,, TU!!! I LOVE HER!!! she's so pretty and she looks sooo badass like,, i just //know// she'll kick everyone's ass and I WILL LOVE IT. + she's an exo l??? and her 1st pick in pd101 was yohan as well?? THE TASTE. YES. I LOVE HER. 🥰

exact same sentiments beb. i mean,, i am vvv excited for brightwin having a new series but like,, mg is just not it. it's problematic, it's toxic, and in no way good for the society. i remember watching mg as a child and i had SOO many questions. why were they bullying the female lead?? and somehow in the end they got together?? like?? 🤔 truee!! they remade it far too many times already i think it's time for us, as a society, TO MOVE THE FCK ON!!! thank u.

and ugh yes. pls. don't get me started with gmm coz the way they fcked everything up this time is just ASTRONOMICAL. with win's mv still to be released tomorrow?? and the fan event?? the timing is soooo off in all levels. whoever thought that it was a great idea to do so needs to be poked with a stick. coz ??? it doesn't benefit anyone ??? WHY ??? seriously,,, WHY????

#💌 ask.#maissahn #abby #and god the hate everyone's been sending brightwin and the girl 😩#it's too much and it makes me so so sad #knowing how much brightwin wants this *sighs*#i get why people are sad though i mean i am too but to direct that sadness to brightwin #attacking them endlessly and leaving aggressive comments on their igs are just ... hmm yeah. no.#also after knowing what they've been through in the past weeks?? yeah. i'm sad. ☹️

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Hi mädch!!! It’s been awhile since we’ve talked, I feel like so much has happened! First of all, I just want to say that I’m sorry you’ve been having such a crummy time recently, i wish i could give you a big hug 🥺🥺 Great job on your exam today though, I’m sure that’s a huge weight off your shoulders, you’re doing so well!! I’ve also been feeling pretty burnt out recently, I feel so exhausted all the time… i’ve taken a nap every day this week, and I usually hate napping. I’m trying to be more social to combat that though, and I’m excited because a bunch of my friends are planning to have friendsgiving on friday! I’m making sugar cookies and we’re going to decorate them together, it’s going to be so fun 🥰 Also I talked to my best friend today for the first time in like a year and he told me he missed me and we made plans to maybe meet up in january after I graduate 🤩 ALSO I’m LOVING all the comeback photos so far, I can’t wait for the song to actually come out! I don’t like listening to teasers or album previews beforehand bc I like to be surprised so I don’t have a fav yet, but I’ll be sure to come gush about it as soon as I hear the full album!!! Stay healthy okay? I love you so much

-💜💜💜

hello angel !!!!! i've missed you so much and i've been thinking about u lately ;_____; !!!! it's always nice to hear from you okay? pls don't worry about the time passing !!!! you're graduating so soon !!!! and finals are coming up, so i understand <3 sldfjs recently it's just been very stressful as always, i'm just worried about every little thing bc i just want to finally graduate and get out there with no hiccups you know? you feel the same way i'm sure :( we're so close babe!!! you closer than me :P ALSO I'M GIVING U THE BIGGEST VIRTUAL HUG PLSSS :( i wish i had the opportunity to meet u in real life hun, i just have a feeling we'd be close and care for each other idk ;_____;

anyways LDKFJ thank you so much about my exam!!!!! honestly, i really need the good grade,,,, not like i'm failing the class or anything, but any cushion before the final is greatly appreciated godDDD why is everything so stressful huh? omg burnout is ,,,,,,, so real right now i totally understand :( just keep on pushing thru bub i know it's a lot but we are SOOOO close, just hang on a little bit longer for me okay !!! you are so capable just remember that !!!

FRIENDSGIVING !!!!! i haven't had one since freshman year aww, that sounds so nice !! i'm sure your sugar cookies will taste super delicious <3 AND LSDKFJ i hope u get to see your best friend :( i'm glad you still keep in touch, i've lost all connections with pretty much everyone from hs bc i don't go to uni in michigan as u know slkfsl but i have a really good friend up here who has already graduated but she's a nurse at the hospital near school and literally love her so much, i wish we were friends as children ya know?

AND ANYWAYS OMG YES THE CONCEPTS AND THE ALBUM !!!!! i'm honestly so excited !!!! i know some ppl were a little :/ about some of the concepts but like, mx always ALWAYS delivers regardless of the concepts like you KNOW they're going to produce amazing music <3 i did listen to the previews bc i couldnt help myself LDKFJS and ofc changkyun's song has me FEELING the feels but we'll just have to wait and see !!! can't wait to gush about it with u bub!!!!! stay happy healthy and positive for the next couple weeks okay? we lean on each other <3 have a wonderful rest of the week and i'll be here to scream about the album when it comes out okay !!! LOVE YOU MISSED U <3

#asks #💜 anon

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