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clonewarslover55 · 3 years

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hello do you think you could write soft echo smut please🥺

Playful and fluffy couch "fun" with Echo

Echo X Fem!Reader //SMUT//

Absolutely!! I am soo sorry this has been sitting in my inbox since like November. I loved this request btw and I am soo sorry I didn’t get to it before I took my break.

Notes: I hope this isn’t bad! I am a little rusty lol

I did a Fem!Reader instead of a gender neutral one, I hope that’s okay!

Also! I know you asked for soft smut….but I made it a bit more playful! Still soft though! (if none of these are what you wanted in this request please request this again so I can write you another!)

Warnings: Before the Bad Batch era by a lot, fluff, established relationship, smut, playfulness, Echo is a considerate angel, unprotetced sex!!!BE SAFE!!!

You sat on your couch beside the love of your life, gently teasing his thick curls of hair. Echo had his head on your shoulder, enjoying your soft touches. He was so relaxed, his eyes half lidded as he struggled to stay awake.

A thought popped into your mind. You glanced at his relaxed face one again, a grin pulling at your lips. Shame…..He was adorable when he was this relaxed.

You gently scraped your nails down the back of his neck, a feeling you knew Echo loved. He shivered, his whole body seeming to twitch in excitement. He huffed, sitting up quickly, a glare on his handsome face.

Echo’s scowl got bigger when you began to laugh. He was too cute! Echo was definitely planning revenge already, but you were too busy laughing to notice.

Your mistake.

Echo grabbed your legs which were curled on the couch, and yanked. You screamed in surprise when he dragged you down flat on your back, Echo quickly crawling on top of you to pin you down with his body weight.

You struggled in a playful manner, shouting his name and pathetic pleas of ‘I’m sorry!!’ None of which worked. Echo flopped on you like a loth cat would, all of his weight was on you. He was heavy!! You gasped for air dramatically, swatting at his sides.

“You’re a butt Echo!” He gasped in mock offense, looking at you with wide eyes. “Me?? A butt? Never.” He scoffed, smiling when your glare grew more intense.

“I’ll….” You paused to think about a good way to get him off, “I’ll…...I’ll tickle you!!” Echo laughed, nuzzling his face into your neck. “Go ahead. I’m immune.” You sighed loudly and stopped struggling, giving up.

Ugh, you loved this fool so much.

You both sat there in silence, Echo’s hot breath on that one really sensitive spot on your neck. He was doing it on purpose, the ARC trooper knowing exactly what turned you on.

Echo smirked against your skin when you squirmed a bit, your underwear growing damp and uncomfortable. “What’s the matter honey?” You scoffed at his sweet deep voice. How he said that drove you insane, and the bastard knew it!

“You know what!” You squirmed more, finally hitching one of your legs around his hips, pulling him closer. Echo’s eyes widened, his pupils blowing out in lust. You brushed your nose playfully against his, drawing him in for a sweet and deep kiss.

Echo pressed his body firmly against yours, slotting his hips with yours. He stroked a calloused hand along your thigh, grabbing it and moving it over his other hip. Echo loves to be as close to you as possible, he just enjoys your warmth and the intimacy of it all.

He was also very careful as well, moving one of his arms beside your head so he could take some of his weight off of you. Echo was very considerate of your needs.

You nearly purred against his lips, your arms wrapping around his neck so you could play with the hair at the base of his neck. A small giggle left your lips when he shivered, Echo pulling away slightly so he could glare.

He made you laugh more just with a look. “I’m sorry!” You spoke through your laughing, Echo rolling his eyes in mock irritation. He sat up and pulled off his shirt, tossing it on your face. You continued with your fit of giggles, tossing the shirt onto the floor.

“You’re lucky I love you….” You smiled at his words, your laughing finally coming to a stop. “Oh I know.” You grinned cheekily, Echo helping you with your shirt and bra. Well it was technically HIS shirt……...

“Always straight to business.” You spoke, trying your hardest to mock his sexy voice. He chuckled, pressing a light kiss to your throat. “The ARC Trooper way.” He purred in your ear, his lips attacking your throat.

You threw your head back, exposing more of your sensitive throat to his incredible lips. You put one of your hands on the back of his neck, teasing the sensitive skin while your other hand ran down his side to the waistband of his sweats.

The sweatpants were dark blue with little white republic logos on them. You had bought him and Fives matching sets a while back. You yanked at his waistband some, Echo getting the hint and helping you slide them down his thin hips.

He awkwardly kicked them off and onto the floor, huffing with effort. He didn’t have on any briefs underneath, which made things quicker for you. Echo was already hard and ready, his cock head shining with pre-cum

Just looking at his cock made more wetness rush between your legs. He quickly distracted you by moving his lips to yours once again though, his cock pressing into your thigh.

His lips moved perfectly against yours, his tongue eagerly slipping between your lips to wrestle with yours. You moaned into the kiss, your eyes closed in bliss. Echo smirked against your lips when he removed your thin pajama shorts.

Both of you were very excited and ready now, so he didn’t do his usual teasing trick with your underwear. He just slowly removed it with his thick fingers instead of his teeth this time.

Once you were both finally naked Echo ran a finger through your drenched folds. He grinned, pulling away from your lips with a smirk on his face. “Don’t look at me like that trooper.” You smirked back, playfully biting his bottom lip.

Echo chuckled, nipping back at your lips as he slowly pushed a finger into you. Echo always checked to make sure you were ready and could take him. You moaned, throwing your head back once again.

He had been on Coruscant on leave for the past two days and wasn’t to return for a few more, so you two had been very….busy…. Whenever he had a long leave like this you two made sure to take your time with one another. Echo was a very fast learner.

You gasped when Echo found one of those spots that made your toes curl. He had a very good memory, and boy did you love it.

Echo quickly removed his finger, bringing it to his kiss-swollen lips to lick it clean. Your walls clenched around nothing at the erotic sight. You whined loudly, glaring daggers into your lover. Echo chuckled deeply, the sound sending waves of pleasure down your spine.

You scoffed, Echo quickly cheering you up with a kiss. You gasped into his mouth when he pushed the head of his cock into your heat, pressing your body up into his. He groaned out your name as he slowly pushed all the way into you.

Echo pressed another soft kiss to your lips as he began to slowly and deeply thrust into you. He moved his head to your neck, burying his face into your skin. He pressed a soft and sweet against your hot skin with every thrust.

“Oh Echo.” You moaned softly, your nails softly gripping his shoulders. You always tried to not scratch him up too much; but when he hit that certain spot only his cock could ever reach you lost a bit of control.

You saw stars, cries of pleasure leaving your lips. Your walls clenched him tightly, Echo moaning loudly at the feeling. He picked up his pace some, both of you getting closer and closer to the edge.

“I love you.” He panted, pressing his damp forehead against yours. You smiled, looking up into his beautiful eyes, “I love you too.” Echo kissed you again, his kiss making you feel even more excitement.

His pace started to become a little messy as you both got closer. Echo reached down between your bodies, finding your clit. His lips stayed on yours as he brought you over the edge, swallowing your cries of pleasure.

You saw spots as you came, your fingers and walls gripping Echo tightly. Echo gasped when he came, his eyes squeezing shut with pleasure. You laid your head back as he came, the feeling of him painting your inner walls causing you to shiver more.

You rode out your orgasm together, Echo weakly thrusting until he had finished. He held you tightly as your body shook with little aftershocks, pressing soft kisses to every little bit of available skin he could reach.

“We should take a bubble bath in a few.” He mumbled into your neck, his body relaxed and fit perfectly against yours. “Mmmmm…...Good idea baby.” You muttered back, the soft cloud of bliss keeping you from opening your eyes.

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poursomesunaonme · 2 years

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hey beanie, it’s nice to meet you !! omg i’d love to send in a cuffing season submission 🍂💛🍯

i would love a lil choso fic. my favorite color is green, my fav drink is probably an iced matcha latte, and i religiously wear turtlenecks under all my clothes once the weather is under 65°. i also LOVE baking, walking through fallen leaves, and using up my money on fall candles. i’ll let you take this date any direction you’d like because i know it’s going to be amazing <33

thank you darling!! you will be seeing more of me hehe

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ooooh hi anon! imma call u my lovey dovey<3 hope to see more of you babe! thank u soo so much for ur submission teehee love it when yall give me the reins:)

word count: 2.7k

content/warnings: minors dni, reader is afab, meanie(ish) choso, oral (f receiving), fingering, brief female masturbation, spitting, slight rough sex, creampie

author’s note: hiyaa friends! have one more submission to drop after this, so thanks again to everyone who participated in cuffing season! make sure you take a look at the others, they were so so so much fun to write:) as always, likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated❤️💍

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orange light filters in through the kitchen windows as you close the oven, relishing in the satisfaction of almost finishing your banana bread. choso kisses your shoulder, giving you a quick squeeze from behind before moving to start cleaning the dishes. you wipe off the countertops, basking in the comfortable silence that settles over you and your lover as you tidy up the kitchen.

you check to make sure there are no problems with the bread before lighting a new candle, watching as the wick bursts into flame under the lighter. the magnificent aroma of the banana bread baking mixing with the pumpkin spice candle transports you into a space of utter contentment.

finished with your tasks, you pull yourself onto the countertop. playing with your phone, you scroll through social media, sprinkling likes across your dashboard, seeing your friends beaming at you through the illuminated screen. pictures of fall invade every inch of your phone, vibrant orange and red leaves in the background of every shot.

choso finishes with the dishes and moves past you. your legs kick playfully at him, landing soft blows on his thighs. he swats your childish antics away and effectively avoids your area of the kitchen, much to your disappointment. the flame of the candle flickers as he passes by.

he puts way more effort into cleaning up the mess you both had made, even though it was you that had suggested making the bread. neatly tending to the old ingredients, you watch his apron flutter around his thighs as he glides across the floor. the elastic that held up his hair in the messy bun you had done for him earlier that day was beginning to slip. strands of hair frame his chiseled face, jostled by the air he forces from his mouth to prevent them from tickling him.

he meticulously organizes the ingredients in the pantry just how you like them before returning to you. leaning against the cabinets next to you, he allows you wrap your arms around his broad chest and bury your face in the crook of his shoulder and neck.

“thank you for helping me, choso,” you sigh, turning your head to press a soft kiss into the sensitive skin of his neck. the feeling of him tensing beneath your ministrations draws a laugh that exits through your nose.

“of course, bunny,” he replies, swiveling to settle in between your legs. his lashes brush against his cheekbones as he studies the sight you are before him. your fingers now lace behind his neck, tickled by the hair that falls from his bun. “no one makes banana bread like you do. picking up is the least i could do.”

“flattery looks good on you, choso,” you giggle, tugging him slightly by his neck. he obliges, slowly leaning in.

“oh yeah?” the tip of his nose brushes against yours as your faces begin to tilt to fit perfectly when your lips meet.

“yeah,” you breathe as your mouths slot together in a warm kiss. the inertia of his body continues to press into you while his arms wrap firmly around you, pulling you closer to him.

his tongue swipes against your bottom lip, cueing you to part your lips for him. the heat from his slick muscle invades your mouth when the kiss deepens, drawing a sweet sigh from you. fingers travel up the column of your spine, angling down as they reach your shoulder blades. he drags his hands down your back, smiling against your mouth as it arches perfectly for him.

inching your hips to the edge of the counter, you wrap your legs around him to draw him closer against you. the contact (albeit dulled by the fabric between the two of you) of your cunt against the blossoming bulge in his pants ignites a fire in your core. you don’t hold back as your sweet kisses quickly turn into something hungrier.

choso’s hands trail down your back to cup your ass, squeezing the plump flesh. your hips rise slightly so that he can get a better grip; soon, you’re hovering above the countertop. you break the kiss to survey the kitchen, seeing everything in its right place with the bread baking in the oven. choso follows your gaze.

“how much time’s left?” he asks. you reach behind you to grab your phone as he angles his head to press open mouth kisses on the exposed skin of your neck. the timer reveals that the two of you have about 15 minutes to ravage each other’s bodies.

“enough,” you pant, eyes rolling into your skull at his teeth gently digging into your pulse. the laugh that escapes his lips unfurls against your skin, drawing a gentle groan from you.

“so needy today, aren’t we?” his tone darkens as he makes sure he has a firm grip on you before carrying you to your bedroom. he knows the twists and turns of the hallways like the back of his hand, so kissing you as he transverses the distance is a simple task.

not bothering to close the door behind the two of you, with one hand he pries your legs off of him and unceremoniously tosses you onto the bed. in a fit of giggles, you situate yourself at the head of the bed, slowly spreading your legs for him. the corners of his lip curve into a grin at the sight of you being so good for him.

choso descends upon you and slithers into the space you created for him, not wasting any time in pulling off your shorts and panties in one swift motion. the chill of the air against your bare cunt is quickly soothed by your lover locking his lips over the pretty wetness of your pussy. suckling smoothly on your clit, his tongue dips into the warm of your entrance before tracing a tantalizingly slow stroke up to your bundle of nerves.

arms gently guiding them, he places your legs over his shoulders, allowing him more access as he begins to gorge himself on your sweetness. the patterns that his tongue creates on your needy clit has you crumbling easily.

your fingers tangling in his hair to pull him deeper doesn’t help your case in easing his teasing; in fact he brings two fingers to his lips, coating them in his saliva wordlessly before plunging them into your cunt. a gasp tears from your mouth as he twists his wrist deftly, reaching spots in your walls that you couldn’t even dream of touching yourself.

“look at you, taking my fingers so well,” he purrs into you, the vibrations of his voice augmenting your pleasure tenfold. the rough pads of his fingertips find purchase against your sweet spot, causing you to clench around him. “so responsive… what a good girl.”

the only sounds that leave your mouth are desperate moans as you fall apart on choso’s fingers, how he devours your pussy like it’s his last meal. the pulsation of your walls around his lithe fingers only aid in your ascent to a transcendent high.

your legs shaking is easily noticeable as you bite down on your lip, pulling choso’s hair so hard that the elastic breaks. his dark locks fall around his face like a summer rain, tickling the sensitive skin of your inner thighs.

“if i didn’t know you any better, i’d say you were close, sweetheart.”

“uh-huh,” you force out, gritting your teeth. the muscles of your face pull taut, your whole body glows with the heat that swirls through your bloodstream. choso doesn’t relent in his pace, gracing your clit with a particularly potent pull of his lips, making it all the more sensitive.

“open your eyes,” he commands, to which your lids fly open. pants escape your lips as the ceiling spins in your vision. choso gives a rough squeeze to your thigh, drawing your attention. “watch me make you cum. can you do that for me, sweet girl? or are you already too fucked out to see straight?”

you nod wordlessly, tilting your head downwards to meet his eyes. the brown depths swirl with an untold lust as he maintains eye contact with you. the sight of his buried in your cunt is more than enough to push you over the edge.

“ch-choso,” you groan, eyes narrowing but not enough to obscure him from your vision, “cumming!”

his ministrations only increase at the feeling of you contracting around his fingers, at the incessant throbbing of your clit, at the augmented heat of the climax circulating through your whole body. and throughout your whole orgasm, choso keeps his eyes trained on yours, memorizing how your face contorts with pleasure, how your lips shake in response to the fireworks exploding inside of you.

the peaceful comedown from your high is interrupted by the timer of your phone sounding from the kitchen. you ignore it, your head still swirling from the pleasure that choso had bestowed upon you; however, your lover’s fingers retreat from the warmth of your cunt. he attempts to escape from between your legs, but you lock your ankles behind his neck.

“please, don’t go,” you beg in all seriousness. a laugh escapes his lips as he undoes the cage that you made for him, setting your legs back down on the bed.

“you wanna burn the house down?” he jokes, leaving you to your devices as he takes care of the banana bread. images of his lidded eyes gazing up at you swim in your eyes as you undress your top half. your sweater soars through the air as you toss it in the general vicinity of where your shorts are. a gasp escapes your lips as you tweak your nipple, the other traveling down to feel the results of choso’s mouth.

your clit is sensitive and throbbing to the touch as your fingertip ghosts against it, gathering arousal from your weeping cunt to aid in your movements. pleasuring yourself is nothing compared to choso’s skills; but strangely enough, imagining that it’s his fingers rubbing circles against your clit satisfies you.

the echo of his footsteps approaching the bedroom doesn’t deter you in the slightest - in that, you’re excited to see what kind of reaction he has to you touching yourself. fingers slip into your tight hole as he appears in the doorway. he doesn’t move for a moment; instead, he watches you while he begins to disrobe.

“my, my, look at how greedy you are,” he says after a few seconds, tossing his shirt to the floor. his muscles ripple in the dim light as he slowly strides to the bed. “you were imagining it was my fingers instead, or maybe my tongue?”

your legs tense at the thought of his tongue swirling around his clit; he catches your reaction easily, reaching down to pull off his sweatpants. “ah, that’s it. well, let me give you something a little better to imagine.”

your heart skips a beat at the size of his hard cock, veins spindling underneath the skin like rivers on a map. he easily glides between your legs, setting them over his shoulders once again. sitting back on his heels, he guides the glistening head of his cock between your folds, coating it with your arousal all the while teasing your dripping cunt.

all you can do is clamp down on your bottom lip as he slowly slides in. your walls scream and contort with pleasure as he splits you open. lifting his hips, he towers over you before folding you into a modified missionary that threatens to break your hips in half. the tip of his cock is already brushing up against your cervix before he starts to thrust into you.

his grip whitens on your thighs at the way you greedily suck him in, at the warmth gushing all over his cock as it takes everything in him to stop himself from shooting into you then and there. breath seethes from between his lips as he leans forward to kiss you sloppy instead. the bend of your legs aches under the weight of his body, but you’re effectively distracted as his tongue slips between your lips. the scent of the banana bread still clings to his skin.

you wrap your arms around him, exploring the way his muscles ripple underneath the soft skin of his back. the harsh slaps of skin as his hips rut against you echo lewdly around the room, make even sloppier with the sound of his balls, coated with your arousal, colliding with your ass. his hands move to knead at your tits, pinching your nipples and drinking in the subsequent sounds that fall from your lips.

he’s fucking into you hard now, slipping across your gummy walls with a practiced ease. the warmth that surrounds you starts to make your head spin, combined with the onslaught of your high. all that comes from your mouth are incoherent babbles as choso continues his relentless pace, relishing in how fucked out you are on his cock.

“can’t take it all, huh, sweetheart?” he teases you, proceeding to suck on your bottom lip. you wince at the blood bruise that’s going to form, crying out at how his teeth sink into the battered pink skin.

“more, please,” you beg, managing to string together two syllables in the midst of all of your devices failing. he laughs, tongue sliding into your mouth again. his hands depart from your tits, one reaching to toy with your twitching clit, the other to squish your face between his fingers. he pulls back slightly, taking in the sight of your face strung taut with exertion, trembling under his hip crushing pace, how your eyebrows furrow together.

his thumb gently pries open your jaw, your tongue poking out automatically to receive whatever he’s going to gift you. spit dribbles from his mouth to yours, the warmth of the liquid spreading across your taste buds. you can faintly taste your arousal as you close your mouth and swallow obediently, opening your eyes to see him smile proudly at what a good girl you are.

“i’m close, bunny,” he pants against your mouth as he sloppily kisses you once again. “you gonna cum with me?”

a squeak escapes your lips when his cock twitches inside of you, signaling truth to his words. it finds perfect traction against your sweet spot, your toes curling at the stimulation. you nod furiously, digging your nails into his back to brace yourself for the orgasm that rushes into you.

a broken moan leaves his lips as he finishes, the warm sensation of his cum pouring into you shoving you into yet another orgasm. you cry out against him as the explosion of pleasure within your body. legs shaking uncontrollably against his chest as he continues to rail into you until there’s nothing left to shoot into you.

the contractions of your velvet walls milk him dry as he buries his face in your neck, breath hot and warm against your skin. he continues to thrust into you, moaning weakly at how you continue to squeeze him in riding out your high, feebly toying with your clit to prolong your pleasure as long as he can.

the stars clear from your vision, but the fuck fog remains in your head as his hips still. yours ache with the prolonged stretching that the position had imposed on you; you let them weakly fall to the bed. choso takes advantage of the barrier dropping, snuggling on top of you as his breaths begin to regulate once again. he peppers your shoulders in kisses, gently nipping at the skin while you sigh, utterly content.

a rumbling in your stomach reminds you of the bread that was now waiting on the counter for you to taste. “can we go try the bread now?” you ask, wincing when his hair tickles you.

“you’re so impatient today, bunny.” he raises his head, a smirk clear on his face as he looks down on you. “i’d say we have a bit more time before it cools off.”

you only giggle as he kisses you sweetly, the thoughts of leaving the warm bed with him dissipating as he descends upon you once more.

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icecreamkink · 3 years

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watched all of the untamed / cql in two weeks after my friend 1 told me abt mdzs a hundred years ago and my friends 2 and 3 tried to get me into cql for like two whole years and there are.

feelings.

very first scene is a very dramatic death in the middle of nightmare battle on sith planet land . i will forget abt it in the next tenish episodes and then will be very surprised when it becomes Extremely Painful

anyway magic flying gays and possession and human sacrifice! we are off to a great start

in retrospect, chaos goblin wei wuxian must have had a blast pretending to be so cRaZy and be as disruptive as he could as mo xuanyu lbr

listen. why is fire always evil coded. cant a magic clan wear red, black and orange and have flame motif while being wholesome?

For Legal Reasons These Are Not Zombies

i wish the politics of the sect were a bit clearer, especially at the beggining when the wen clan had sm power, was wen ruohan the chief cultivator? is that why they were so slow in responding to the attacks? im v confused by the pre yiling patriarch politics

fighting in the roof by the moonlight as way of flirtiiiiiiing. as i understand this is a wuxia/xianxia trope and honestly...... thank u for ur service

slight bullying and being a nuisance in general, as a way of flirting we love to see it

wwx: if i drink on the rooftop, thats not inside the cloud recesses! hmmm check and mate :D lwj: i will fuck u up so help me god wwx: :0

i lov them

through hell or high water (quite literally) wei wuxian rem ains a trashfire gremlin till the end and i love him with my whole heart

in the pt subs wei wuxian calls jiang cheng a stubborn duck and i dearly wish that had come back

my opinions on almost every character goes from love to hate u - Hmm Me Like U - BABY. ILY. and i am Very Pleased w that. its been a while since i loved such a complete cast so much i think

no really. i WONT go into a detailed rant abt what i love about each of these characters and each of their relationships to each other. but i COULD.

some lan disciples in the loudest whisper ever: YEAH THATS THE JIN BASTARD MENG YAO HEARD THE GOT SUPER HUMILIATED BY HIS DAD LOL SURE HOPE HE DOESNT TAKE SLIGHTS TO HIS CHARACTER TO HEART

lan xichen, immediately: i must Love him

being into problematic ppl is in the Lan genetics, we come to realize

wen qing deserves so many awards for so many things but not snapping and just stabbing wen chao is at the top

that scene at lan qirens class where wwx talks about using resentful energy to fight a violent spirit. exquisite.

It establishes Good Student lan wangji, wei wuxian as curious and questioning and not afraid of taboo, lwj sees that wwx is not, in fact, a dumb ass hes just a Dumbass, shows us the audience (esp. a western audience) how shocking the idea of disrupting the dead/dying and controlling resentful energy actually is, the theoretical foreshadow arguing, everyone else like ‘shUT UP’, “and how could you ensure that the resentful energy would obey you and not hurt other?” “well i havent thought that far” and of course, lan qiren just straight up lobbing a hard object at wwx head,. chefs kiss

fellas is it gay to bother the hot rule obessessed nerd from ur school and make drawings of him with flowers in his hair and then hide gay porn in his book to antagonize him and ask him to hold ur hand and be ur friend and talk to him all the time and get him drunk and give him bunnies bc you know he likes them and give him a lantern and always want his attention and dedicate yourself to getting him to smile-

and after all of that wwx rly said oh i Admire him, aksd like yeah we all were there in high school buddy

i have Learned. caves = gay.

accidental marriage +beint physically tied together with the sacred married ribbon+ gay panic+foreshadowing+bunnies! in the cave (1)

the story abt lan yi and baoshan sanren tho. i would like to see it

early days wen bros pull my heart strings like a guqin

EVERYTHING about the lantern scene; disaster hets jiang yanli and jin zixuan; how wwx made lwj a bunny lantern. how soft and touched lwj was. wwx gleefully pointing out he was smiling and lwj IMMEDIATELY PULLING HIW SWORD ON HIM LMAO. tragically foreshadowy promises to do right by pepople, living without regrets. lwjs 'oh no do i love him??' face. just. all of it.

i have it on good acc that in the novel lwj is explicitly Repressed Gay Panicked Big Horny which is delightful and rly Adds to the performance

baby lwj is really just conceal dont feel dont let them know u have EMOTIONS (derogatory)

jiang cheng rly went "why dont.u go play with HIM if u like him so much"

jc and wwx have big BIG annoying sibling energy dont think too hard abt it or youll cry

lotus pier is soo pretty :((((((((((((((((

up until episode 13 you could think this could be a magical ancient chinese gays pride n prejudice w swords and shenanigans ................youre just not prepared for the game of thrones of it all

seriously ha ha ha i cried so much w this show my eyes genuinely swelled up . like. physically. fun timez fun timez

that being said, its hilarious that wen xu goes to cloud recesses like 'come out or ill kill all these hostages' and then DOESNT WAIT FOR AN ASWER AND KILLS THEM ALL IMMEDIATELY. do u know how blackmail works sir

would like to make it recorded that from day one i was like 'CALL A GODDAMN CULTIVATION G20 THIS ASSHOLE SECT IS LITERALLY MASSACRING YALL!!' and it took them like 3 or 4 massacres to do anything and they STILL sent their heirs into their territory LIKE

when wwx cites the gusu lan rules to wen chao tho. that rebel/attention whore/cutie pie 'look lan zhan i DID memorize the rules after all' ‘also a big fuck you to the wen sect :D :D’ sweet spot that scene achieves . delicious

all the cultivator young masters being petty af even though they are practically prisoners at the cave is hilarious and i love them

hurt and comfort + gay mistunderstandings + watsonian gay declaration music + accidental evil acquisition! at the cave (2)

its like where do i start? the fact theyre both trapped and kind of heavily injured inside an isolated cave with a murder turtle? wwx gay panicking lwj into coughing up bad blood? lwj being jealous as wwx babbles abt mianmian? telling him he shouldnt play with people and wwx saying he never played him? wwx going Oh. I See what is happening. YOU like mianmian, and lwj absolute done face ??? (iconic) wwx touching the sacred married ribbon Again? the telepathic communication? the sword? WEI WUXIAN ASKING LAN WANGJI TO SING TO HIM AS HE IS PASSING OUT AND LWJ SINGING HIM. THE SONG. HE WROTE. FOR WWX. AND THAT HE CALLED. THEIR SHIP NAME????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

they are SO insufferable pleeeeease

in the words of my friend 1 : “CQL is so gay we were all amazed how it got past the censors Ofc unfortunately it can't be novel level gay But they did their best And we love them for it”

in the theme of songs THIS OST. WUJI HAS BEEN LIVING IN MY MIND RENT FREE SINCE I FIRST HEARD IT the whole ost is so so sO beautiful.

the costuming in this is also soooo exquisite. the embroidery? the fabrics? the details? how every sect and clan has a distinct style and architecture? (also ik they based each off of dif periods in chinese history which is REALLY fucking cool) just chefs kiss

the direction too!. i enjoy the unusual camera movements and i think they give it that Vibe, also their composition is PARTICULARLY good when it comes to telling the subtext through position of camera/position of character (like nhs off to the side in scenes he at first glance doesnt need to be/ how lwj is often centered when hes Jealous Yearning at wwx being affectionate w other ppl, wwx return from burial mounds etc)

ik madam yu is like Badass Milf Check and shes not getting any mom of the year awards but im delighted at how messy she is. IMAGINE that woman on tiktok

you better have enjoyed gay cave (2) bc its Just Pain from here on out!

jiang fengmian and madame yu win the Most Dramatic Way to show they do care about each other, actually ..... ever :)

i thought jiang yanli jiang cheng and wei wuxian forcing themselves to escape yunmeng barely holding on after their parents are killed was going to be the height of pain in this show. ha.

the family dynamics in general on this showwwww, both blood/ adopted/ found families, brotherly bonds and lifelong friendships just. rly. truly. fucked me up. theyre all so important and complicated and well rounded and beautiful and tragic

and beyond being a Win For the Gays im so glad the relationships w wwx and jiang yanli/ wen qing were NOT changed from platonic bc they are so much better like that imo. like maybe if we didnt Live In A Society it wouldnt be so, but the fact wwx and others can love and value them so much and theres nothing romantic or sexual abt it is like. so refreshing. especially @ jyl, with the way he and jc are overprotective of her and shes such a nurturing/care taker figure for them, it would just not vibe as well if they made it romantic

i love that this is a story abt Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch aka Actual Satan/Boogey Man/Village With/Public Enemy Number One , my dude is literally a necromancer who only dresses in black and has evil smokey black tendrils wafting out of him, but the really edgy one is still jiang cheng, pastel purple fashion icon

and speaking of best/worst siblings wei wuxian and jiang cheng *immediately starts crying*

The Golden Core Transfer i just. no thots only tears

wen qing and wen ning putting themselves in so much danger just.... to help them. wn saving jc from wen chao. wq finding a way to get wwx to transfer his core. like thinking about the monumental work these two did to help wwx and jyl and jc... jyl trying so fucking hard to be strong and keep on moving and giver her little brothers comfort after losing everything... jiang cheng. losing his parents and his home and his ability to do anything abt it and his complete desperation and lack of self worth and turning on them with agression when he didnt realize all that they did for him ... hhhhhhhhhhhhh

me, pointing at the whole cast “i just LOVE them mom!!!”

its sad tho, that BARELY ANY of the women have like.... actual important conversations let alone relationships with each other at all in the story. and like wq and jyl have stayed at the same place for extended periods of time, where wq actively took care of her TWICE, and still! not one measly convo, nothing! ................ .𝓌ₕᵧ

everyone in this show need a good sip of Self Worth and Stop Sacrificing Yourself juice

ngl the sword flying looks very dumb

“a-cheng, please bring a-xian back.” “i will, i promise.” ;-;

the whole calling each other by the More Intimate Version of the name, first as teasing and later as true intimacy. mmmhmmm yes

untamed where everythings the same but wwx evil flute song is eoeo

related that scene when wwx comes back from the burial mounds for the first time w demonic cultivation and he acts all formal and calls lwj hanguang-jun and keeps being evasive and distant and mean and soooooo................. facetious

and how hes kind of desperately trying to keep intense lwj at bay (A FIRST) and avoiding actually talking to either of them and its all tension ughhh and then he MOCKS his and lwjs relationship, he jokes w him in this like... mean echo of their usual ~banter~ oof

and like!!! uncertain but so relieved jc who just HUGS him w no reservations for once and its not like he isnt just as worried as lwj abt wwx and what hes doing, but he chooses in that moment to enjoy getting him back first and mmhmMMMmMm yes (maybe my favorite scene in the whole show? MAYBE SO. )

highkey hurt me but also. i might be into mean wwx. i will take no criticism.

lan zhans sad eyes tho :(((((((((

on one hand i wish we could have seen what happened at the burial mounds but on the other the timeskip adds so much flair to his return so im hnnn

also i love that hes been missing for 3 months reappears kinda melancholic and bloodthirsty and knowing malign tricks and jc is like 'so. are u sad bc of lan wangji'

when ur bae survived the war but he thinks ur evil/ might be evil so you cant kiss :///

hmmm talking at the rooftop under the moonlight not mentioning everything that stands between usssss

they are the two jades of lan and we’ll be the two heroes of yunmeng is the type of line u dont even need to know whats gonna happen to know thats gonna be sad

when they fight wen ruoshan at the nightless city i thought that was the battle we see at the first ep and its not and its so easy and theyre all like ‘yayy we won go wwx!’ i was just. SCREAMS WHAT is gonna HAPPEN

so like. post burial mounds/sunshot campaign pre yiling patriarch wwx is like. ultra arrogant, ultra mocking, peak lil shit and it gave me e v e r y t h i n g i wanted

even tho having the wen prisoners at the targets at phoenix mountain and still having wwx and jzx shooting the arrows was???? so.... tone deaf

wwx: fucking w demonic energy jyl: he has never done anything wrong in his life, ever <3 <3 (mood)

the parallels between meng yao/wei wuxian (and even xue yang a bit?) are Seen and they are Valid

wwx post burial mounds: can yall SHUT UP abt the goddamn sword (suibian left the chat)

LIKE truly, we talk abt the angst and yearning with wangxian. but what abt wwx and suibian. xianbian / xianqing angst and comfort 100k

take a shot everytime someone coughs up blood

zidian is simply the coolest spiritual weapon rip to suibian and chenqing and bichen and sendou and baixa........ but tis the truth

cons: everyones families died in a nightmare war! everyones homes burned to the ground! everyone is traumatized! pros: everyone gets cooler clothes and weapons!!

wen ning and a-yuan and yanli bestest babes squad dont touch me rn

everyone: brooding and fighting wq and jyl: why dont you try some acupunture/drinking some soup and calm down huh? how abt that bitch??

showing the battle/massacre at the nightless city first was genius actually bc then everytime we have a cute scene w yunmeng bros and theyre like 'we'll be together forever! uwu' youre like oh. oh no. oh no no no.

justice vs lawfulness vs means and ends 👁

jc: stay in the right path and practice the art of the sword wx: yeah thats not gonna happen chief

my reaction to wwx renouncing to the sect politics to help the wens was just that elmo burning gif in succession

the dramatic rain. wen qing desperately calling out to wen ning. the ghosts/puppets killing the guards. how terrifying wn actually was while wwx was controlling him :( lwj goeing after him to try and stop him and then he just; he Sees him and understands him even if he cant actually do anything about it other than let them go.

“there must be somewhere in this earth we can go to :(((((((((”

"IF I HAVE TO FIGHT THEM, I'D RATHER IT BE YOU. DYING BY YOUR HANDS WOULD AT LEAST BE WORTH IT." oh my god oh my god oh my goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooddddddd

also lwjs umbrella is white w black smoke.. . . nice

yiling patriarch / demonic farming burial mounds settlement is like one of my favorite concepts. they an "EVIL" FARMING COMMUNITY LED BY THE VILLAGE WITCH COME ON

they planted TURNIPS and LOTUS FLOWERS and ONE (1) baby and made lanterns and a common hall :(((((((

wen qing and wei wuxian, baddest bitches and genius science best friends i absolutely LOVED to see it. they rly went ‘is anyone gonna sibling/project partner that’ and didnt wait for an answer

both wwx and jyl getting lotus ponds at the burial mounds and in lanling bc they miss lotus pier ;;;;;;;w

;;;;; wish jyl had actually gone into the burial mounds. we were robbed of jyl and wq meeting again and jyl meeting a-yuan and seeing the settlement and the homes and all ;w; at least jc did go, stab wounds and broken arms and all

wwx like... having thrown his whole life away to help the wens (yeah the sect leaders and jin guangshan in particular wanting his stygian tiger amulet was an Element but still) and not.... necessarily regretting it, but grappling with all of the consequences of it... becoming moody and drepressed at times, missing his family and lotus pier and his friends and probably simply missing being around people and causing trouble, extrovert that he is, lashing out at the wens and at a-yuan, just in general the whole messiness of that experience

the way the resentful energy does affect his temperament is rly nice bc its not too in your face,(i mean outside of the Shaky Hands of Rage) but like he clearly has a much lesser control on his anger and impulsivity (tall order) than both before bm and after hes ressurected

on that note A-YUAN BABIEST BABY BOY BEST BOY

lan zhan being like oh hey there wei ying fancy meeting u and our son here. just passing by u know how it is hmmmmMm and then PLOT TWIST having defied orders to go see him and being punished for it. oof;;

they habent seen each other in like? a year? and now theyre tgt 10 seconds and are already parenting a child together

also lwj rly kneels down in the snow way too much to be healthy

wwx: calm down guyssss i wont lose control of demonic cultivation omgggg . spoiler alert: he loses control of demonic cultivation

did u enjoy cute children? good bc now the Real Pain Begins

jiang yanli and jin zixuan rly out there APROPRIATING both disaster gays AND bury ur gays huh ;w;

i KNEW jin lings birthday was gonna fuck something up but the GASP that left my body when wwx lost control of wn and killed jin zixuan .. . .

im sorry and thank you aaaaAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAaAAAAA

when wen ning and wen qing were telling wwx their plan i was saying NO NO NO NO NO NO out loud in despair

also can we talk abt how wq is definetely talking about only the both of them surrending themselves but then? everyone else just surrenders w them? IT MAKES NO SENSE LIKE WHY WOULD THEY what would be the Point

sometimes there are some pretty gaping jumps in logic and continuity that are just like ? ?

wwx: oh so when you try to murder me its justified but when i survive through dark magic and murder all of you its a "war crime"

unsurprisingly, his most feral, most spiraling moment talking to the sect leaders on the roof and attacking them and even fighting lan zhan is among my favorite scenes... its like, so painful to watch but also so thrilling (and maybe my wen bbs dying arose some resentful energy in me what can i say)

and its JUST, all they ever wanted was to do good but then... war. and trauma. and hubris.

jiang cheng on the ground clearly thorn between what to do and feel is a Mood, lets just say

i was already crying when jyl showed up, but if i wasnt-

i suffered SO MUCH through this series trying to figure out WHY jc would kill wwx. and when i understood. its somehow not as bad as i thought and also MUCH MUCH WORSE

a look into my group chat during the last flashback episodes:

SO ANYWAY. after the BLOOD BATH and RIPPING YOUR HEART OUT and FEEDING IT TO YOU the untamed goes ‘ayy back to the present!! tu du dud ud du’

literally it ends a quarter into an episode and then KEEPS GOING i had to pause and stare blankly at the ceiling for an hour

babie cultivators and detective soulmates . i do need some cute after All of That

(not that the pain is over LOL)

lwj is significantly less emotionally repressed in the present and its delightful. hes just ALL IN with wwx. and not just in the ‘i would and have killed various men and risked my reputation for you’ but also ‘ur tired here have a drink i brought it up cause i know u like it and it want you to be happy, always’

“when everyone praised me and wanted my power, you were the only one that challenged me. now that everyone hates me and wants me dead, youre the only one that stands by my side.” hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

and just filling in the blanks how lan zhan searched for him. for all of those 16 years he searched for him and was punished for it and raised a-yuan, the only survivor of the burial mounds settlement, as his own in gusu......

and jiang cheng. being the tough love uncle . having raised the yunmeng jiang clan from the rubble all alone, his whole family dead, some of it on the blame of his own brother, his siblings, his closest friends gone.......and only jin ling there needing his guidance.

THE PARALLEL BETWEEN JIN LING BEING A LIFELINE FOR JIANG CHENG AND A-YUAN FOR LAN WANGJI AFTER THE BATTLE AT THE NIGHTLESS CITY

great now i made myself sad

and like . the fact! that lwj and jc dislike each other!!. jc projects blame onto him for wwx both “leaving” him and indirectly causing their families deaths and when hes so consumed by it he makes wwx an enemy, lwj is there now? trying to protect him?? and lwj, who can never understand the pain that wwx , indirectly or not put jc through, but who was right there when jc tried to kill him and will never allow him to hurt wwx again. and how they like. in a way project blame of their tragedies onto each other while dealing with some type of survivor guilt and in their own way still loving wwx through it all??? amd in way its kind of fundamentally selfish but also tragically understandable? and like when u put it against the fact that after he disappears during the sunshot campaign they were looking for him together and fought together??

JUST. THE CHARACTERS. AND THE RELATIONSHIPS IN THIS. MAN. UGH. GOD.

and like i think thats what makes it so good? its such a sad and painful and violent story, edgy even, but its compelling bc at the center of it there are all of these relationships and different types of love and hope and. :( i love it

enough crying lets talk abt wwx sleeping at the jingshi with lwj and wearing his under garment for a minute 🙏

jin ling just has that Was Raised by JC energy tho lmao i love him

babie cultivator squad is the perfect ammount of cute and comedic relief while still bearing the weight? of the narrative in a way, both from sizhui and jin lings existences, and also. like. how do i put this. they feel hopeful? they were born after a war, they came of age at a time of relative peace, they dont hold on so closely to the resentments of their parents/father figures, they are specifically shown as more accepting and open minded. and its like.... Hope for the future

one of the ?? things i love the most is the fact that the main cast are often in situations where theyre hunted/running but they like. never wear disguises... just going around in their gorgeous expensive clan clothes and hair ornaments and distinctive spiritual weapons.... maybe w a straw hat on, just for kicks

wwx teacher 🥺🥺🥺

so this is why its called Yi City Misery huh

a-qing is such. an icon. im so sad. my girl even knew to leave xys dumb self rotting by the road but no one listens to her thats why theyre all dead or sad

her and xue yang measuring each other up was so entertaining lmao

its the funniest thing when hes like. HERES MY SAD STORY. FOR WHY IM A SADISTIC MURDERER. I BROKE MY HAND ONCE.

like ok someone broke his hand in a horrible way, and like Poverty, i get it but also like.......... that lost the brunt of a proper sob story like, 50 sadistic murders ago bby

and i love that xingchen does not entertain that for a second hes like ‘not ?????? good enough???’ and the best thing is he wasnt even like 'u hadto be the bigger person' or sth but ' well then break that dudes hand back, rip his arm off for i care, what do the rest of us have to do w anything???”

anjo sensato :(

xue yang is like..... the sexy sadistic evil version of a himbo..... a meanbo...

the fucked upness of xy’s feelings for xxc/ xxc and sl feelings for each other... like my dude literally gave his bf HIS EYES. and xy getting so attached to xxc .... the fucked up fake domesticity.... having him hurt sl..... then desperately trying to bring him back ...................... oof

song lan........... literally had his eyes AND tongue removed, his bfs eyes put in place, was almost killed, turned into a puppet by his bf unknowingly, manipulated by xy, sees his bf killing himself in despair.... and STILL finds the strenght to get up from there, and keep on traveling and helping people and attempting to fix xxcs soul.......... like, my man. damn.

wangxian looking at songxiao and seeing an Actually more painful parallel for themselves. ft. that Color Coding.

THE A-YUAN/SIZHUI REVEAL PUNCHED ME IN THE HEART but in a good way for a change

should have know that he would be the Best Boy the cute one w all the braincells

the butterfly AND the bunny lantern. i see how it is

u know is very convenient that no one can see the stark black veins on wen nings neck, ever

BAT WEN NING

wns face when lwj comes into wwx room like ‘:0 omg did u two finally get your shit together? good for you master wei good for u’

(they didnt) (yet)

DISASTER DRUNK LWJ. JUST. THRUST SOME CHICKENS TO SHOW UR RESSURECTED BAE THAT U LOVE THEM.

i have absolutely no idea WHY they gave lwj the same punishment for fighting his own sect/allies to protect the burial mounds as when they got drunk on cloud recess class days.... like? its such a ... emotional continuity error again

also is lwj gonna get an actual friend besides wwx , ever

mianmian marrying and having a family and a cute life after saying FUCK U AND UR SYSTEM TOO in a much less unhinged and dramatic way than wwx......... fills me w joy

also lol the idea that like. her husband not knowing that shes friends w satan/the boogey man/the village witch is hilarious

i love nie mingjue bc hes the resident Though Guy but also the most dramatic bitch in this show and thats Saying Something

jin ling cant have one uneventful relative can he

the fact that everyone present already knew “mo xuanyu” was wwx at the stairs is so funny, their faces are like ‘oh............ wow. that. sure is a development. shock”

in the tradition of extremely loud whispers wwx tells lwj with twelve guards standing like one meter away from them: HEY PSH LAN ZHAN PRETEND IM FORCING YOU TO STAY W ME DO IT

oh my god oh my god

the absolute Yearning on his face when he leaves wwx and a-yuan at the burial mounds and refuses to stay for dinner was already Enough but the fact?? they brought it back?? to this declaration of love?? their expressions??????? strike me dead right now just go ahead

lFor Legal Reasons We Cant Kiss but we will have a very sappy declaration of love and trust and look at each other in way that is the actualization of 💞💘💗💖💓💘💞💗💖💘💗💖💕💞

also icb all the sect leaders and guards are standing there watching them say they like like each other with a dozen swords pointing at their neck

i enjoyed the depiction of the fickle public perception and how easily it can be used to scapegoat people. when the sect leaders turn on jgy and wwx knows thats its more for convenience than anything else...

poor lxc is literally like 'oh so when YOUR problematic boyfriend gets called evil its a misunderstanding but when its MY problematic bf-'

ok like i cant get over nmj let jgy play a song that messed with his temperament at all, like maN u KNEW he might be shady wth

wwx: “hey dont say anything bad abt lan zhan hes not an arrogant dick, thats just his face.

ME ON THE OTHER HAND"

the cultivators as wwx is poking holes in their narrative is literally *nazaré meme*

"wei wuxian-!" "what did i break your leg, too?" not to be problematic but i laughed so hard

not as hard as "you dont have the rank to talk to me " tho

i Enjoy that, over the course of story, wwx sees that... theres nothing truly to Do, but move on. he saw how his arrogance and his mistakes hurt others, and hes trying to fix what he can, but he already did die for his mistakes and there are things he cant fix and that's. just how it is. even towards jgy, the narrative doesn't go gleefully and completely with "lets make THEM pay bc theyre the big bad" bc its not that simple, and it wouldn't lead anywhere but more pain...

re him and jiang cheng and the wens and kinda. isnt that what nhs did? scheming to displace jgy out of revenge more than any justice and doing so in the most painful way?

idk if that actually makes sense im truly just babbling

i thought the scene at the lotus pond would be CUTE but the context was PAIN again

jiang cheng finding out about his golden core and his conflict with wwx at the guanyin temple .... destroyed me but in a nice way kinda.... same way it destroys him look at his face oh god

and. the fact??? he sacrificed himself for wwx?? first?? and he'll probably never tell anyone much less wwx???? keeps me up at night

i havent decided if the neckbreak transition between jgy does sth super Evil or does he he does OR Does He yes he does O R does heeeee is sth i dislike or not

jin guangyao and wei wuxians most interesting parallel is that... theyve both seen 'hmm hey this system is fucked up' and wwx went 'so fuck it all i will renounce it and challenge it' and jgy went 'so fuck it i will use all of it to my advantage and manipulate it to my goals and whims'

the fact jgys mom was actually great and he loved her and his whole issue w it was more than simply being ashamed of being a bastard kinda got me ngl

never trust a dude with a fan.

nhs and jgy: the first rule to a convoluted and decades spanning violent revenge plot is to have fun and be yourself!

when a-yuan finally FINALLY remembers ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;-;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; wen ning has someone in his family back and a-yuan has someone to talk abt his wen family and wwx has him back bc he survived and lwj raised him anD HES THEIR SON. THEYRE MARRIED AND HAVE A SON. UGH.

and theyre allowed to heal. everyone is allowed to try and recover and be happy

netflix put all of the 3 endings on top of each other and it looks kinda weird actually BUT I DONT EVEN MIND :’’’’’’’’’)

the gasp that left me when lwj says ‘wei ying’ and wwx turns.........

there was also a screen with ‘thank you mxtx for creating these characters, we hope their wishes come true’ and i might. have cried then too. maybe.

that was . a ride. as is proven by this behemot of a ramble clearly i just really needed and Outlet. i am currently trying to convince dumb monkey brain to not consume the other medias of mdzs immediately bc i REALLY need to like. live. a life. and take care of real responsibilities. *longest oh boi ever*

#m.#ANYWAY #ENOUGH TALKING #THIS IS SO LONG #LOL #but whatever this is MY performative journaling i do what i want #rambling impressions abt what i watch is a thing i do now? apparently??#cql #untamed #the untamed #fun fact that chat is named 'k keeps on babbling abt the untamed' and it STILL wasnt enough #also it took me 15 episodes to realize lwj was yibo #IT WAS V SHOCKING #i did not recognize him at a l l #but in retrospect he WAS the perfect choice

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A Styles Imagine of Harry and yn on Spill your guts or fill your guts please also I LOVE YOUR WORK

Spill Or Fill Your Guts

A/N: Thank you soo much for loving my work, here’s your requested story, I hope you like it!! xx

Word Count: 1.21k words

Pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

Masterlist

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“Twenty minutes till you’re on, miss Y/L/N!” One of the Late Late Show intern informed you, you smiled at her nodding your head. You looked at yourself in the mirror and took a deep breathe. This still feels surreal.

You were promoting your third film, and then one fine day you got a call from Harry Styles. He asked if you’re up for being in James Cordon’s show that he was hosting. You readily agreed, since you had the biggest crush on Styles. You absolutely adored him, since his 1D days you were a dedicated fan of him.

That was a month ago, then one week before the show, Harry called you again, he asked if you would like to play Spill Or Fill Your Guts with him, you were hesitant at first then eventually agreed, I mean how hard the questions can be, right?

“Miss Y/L/N, if you’re ready then please kindly follow me, the set is ready,” the same intern came again to ask you that.

“Yes, I’m ready. Let’s do this!” You replied nervously.

You were lead towards a grey curtain, waiting for Harry to call you to make your entrance. Shortly afterwards, he announced your name and you smiled towards the audience who erupted with applauds, while waving at them you reached towards Harry and hugged him. It was the first time you saw him face to face, you were a bit late to the set so you didn’t get time to meet him before the show.

And God was he an epitome of perfection, with his hair styled in messy manner, to his jawline as sharp as the blade you were totally mesmerised, you couldn’t help but grin hugely seeing his dimple popping off.

You felt your hands get clammy, how can a person be this stunning?

“You look gorgeous love, are you ready to play Spill Or Fill Your Guts?” He asked.

“Bring it on Styles!” You replied chuckling.

“I like your confidence!” He said smiling.

He briefly explained the items that was displayed in the round table, then he opted to go first before choosing bird saliva for you.

“Give it a sniff!” He said with his cute accent.

You did and immediately regretted, scrunching up your face in disgust, this only made him laugh loudly accompanied by the audience.

“So, Y/N, your first question is,” he dramatically pulled out a question card and then smirked at you, “So this is your third film, rank your co-stars, Noah Centineo, Tom Holland and Nick Robinson from best to worst.”

You went nervous, there was no way you could rank them, they all became your good friends, but you also didn’t want to drink that disgusting thing.

You were weighing down your options then decided to just answer it, “okay, I’ll say, Tom, Nick then Noah, only because Noah always used to draw doodles on my face with markers whenever I tried to nap on set!“

"Oof, you got saved this time!”

“Now my turn, hmm I choose the bull’s penis,” you said laughing seeing him look terrified.

“So, Harry, which songs in your album are about Kendall Jenner?” You smirked.

He shaked his head hiding his face behind his hands.

He then took a fork digging into the thing, then again tried to answer, “uh- I’ll say track..ugh nevermind,” then munched on the item.

“Ooohhh,” everyone including you made a grunting noise.

“Okay,” he laughed then opted to give you the grasshoppers as your bext dare.

“Y/N, so you were a fan of 1D, is that correct?” He read the card aloud then looked at you, he looked impressed, you on the other hand knew where it was going.

“Oh God,” you mumbled bracing yourself.

“So who do you think is the least talented?” He finished his question with a chuckle.

There was no way in hell you were gonna answer that, you adored all five members so much.

“No one,” you answered.

“Sorry, too bad you have to answer one name!” He argued.

“Okay then,” you then ate the disgusting item, immediately afterwards you threw it in the bucket then gulped some water.

“You really loved 1D, huh?” He said laughing.

“I still do,” you smiled.

You chose the salmon smoothie for him, then asked the next question.

“Harry, who is your least favourite member of your current band?”

“Who makes these questions? Why are we even playing this game?” He said.

“It was your idea!” You laughed.

“God, why me,” he said drinking the smoothie.

Laughter erupted among the audience, he then asked you the final question.

“Okay, I’m giving you the beef tongue,” he stated, “so, in your opinion which movie do you think is overrated right now?”

“I-I have an answer but I don’t want to say it so,” you took a bite of the beef tongue.

“Jesus!”

You coughed and cleared you throat then chose cord sperm for Harry.

“God, how does they even arrange these stuff,” Harry said amusingly.

“Harry, who is the most annoying interviewer that you came across?” You read aloud laughing, you knew he won’t answer that.

“Why were my questions the hardest?” He pouted, then took a deep breath and took one piece of the cord sperm, he sniffed it then gagged.

“Disgusting!”

That was the end of the game, you then got a 30 minutes break to freshen up before moving onto the interview part, Harry will interview you and Mena Masoud.

Soon after the interview was over, it was time for packup, then you heard a knock at your dressing room.

“Yes?”

“Hi,” it was Harry.

You looked up at him then smiled, “What’s up?”

We were actually planning to get some drinks, just me, James, and a few more people from the crew. Would you like to join?” He asked expectedly.

“Yeah sure, why not?”

He smiled hugely, you got up and followed him. The drink arrangement was done at the main office’s rooftop.

You spent the whole night chatting with Harry, he was a funny guy.

After a few hours you were exhausted and wanted to call it a night.

“I can drive you home?” Harry offered.

“No, it’s okay, I can go by myself, I don’t want to disturb you” you smiled declining your offer.

“Nonsense, please? I insist.”

“Okay then,” you chuckled.

“Yayy, let’s leave then, shall we?”

“After you sir.”

You both bid goodbye to everyone then proceeded towards Harry’s car.

The car ride was fun as well, he played Fleetwood Mac, and you both had your own little carpool karoake, soon enough you reached your home.

He parked outside your apartment building.

“That’s my cue, thank you for the ride Harry!”

“My pleasure.”

“Goodnight then,” you said and as you were unbuckling your seat belt, he softly stopped you.

You looked at him in confusion, he then said, “um I had fun tonight, do you maybe wanna get lunch someday?” he asked shyly.

“Are you asking me out Harry?” you said teasingly.

“Uh yes?”

“I would love to go out with you,” you replied blushingly.

You both exchanged number quickly, promising you both will keep in touch.

It was an amazing night and you were excited to see how it works out with Harry.

#harry styles #harry styles imagine #harry styles imagines #harry styles oneshot #harry styles x reader #harry styles blurb #harry styles fluff #harry styles writing #harry styles love on tour #spill of fill your guts

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artsyxloner · 3 years

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Not Just a Monster

Warning: blood, Voices

8: Caught

I sat on the toilet covering my nose with toilet paper as it bled heavily more than the last time. It just started right after Lecturing Suk-Hyun.

Maybe I shouldn't have been so harsh even though I said most of those things in my head. Which they were true so I have nothing to be sorry for.

And nothing could justify his behavior it was plain out rube and Selfish. After a few minutes, I waited for it to stop bleeding. Thank God, I didn't see the monster again I couldn't deal with the Hallucinations at the moment.

I had more important things to deal with like not getting caught. I soon I was about to come out of the restroom until I heard someone come in. Peaking through the crack of the metal door I saw Ji-Soo going over to the sink and washed her face.

She had touched her Makeshift bat that had Bob wire was wrapped around it. Like she was remembering something. " it's Disgusting to see you act nice." Eun-yoo came in leaning on the door.

" do you think a Freaking chocolate bar is going to suddenly cheer her up?" Ji-Su scoffed lightly as water dripped down her face. " I think you're giving yourself too much credit."

" so you are the crazy bitch around?" Ji-Su changed the subject. " watch your back crazy bitch!" She swung up the bat making Eun-yoo jump back.

She walked out the door, I sat back down thinking what just happened so they did not like each other? If they didn't it was known of my business anyway.

Waiting a few more minutes for Eun-yoo to leave I checked seeing it was clear I came out of the stall.

Turing on the Sink Fossett cleaning my face and neck. Making sure I didn't miss a spot. I got ready to Go out when I saw Eun-yoo in front of the door.

She smiled and walked up to me, " so you're the next one?" She circled me I followed her movement not able to say anything. Would she tell?

Mustering up the Courage I nodded, " yes, I've been infected for a while even before I came here." I told Truthfully, Crossing my arms. " hum, must be nice not having to be locked up like Hyun-Su and Suk-Hyun."

I knew where she was going with this.

" But I don't blame you." She went to the mirror to check her reflection. I didn't expect her to say that at all.

From the way she talked to Ji-Soo, " my brother is just going to use you if he finds out." I looked at her Weirdly he doesn't or didn't seem to be like that?

" how do you mean?" I asked Deciphering what she means by use? " you know making you guys do Dangerous stuff for other people." She shrugged.

I shook my head, " that's the only reason Hyun-Su got to stay." She Confirmed, I thought he cared about him? No, it can't be true then again I don't know these people well.

" are you going to Tell?" I asked as she made her way out of the restroom. She stopped her back facing me. " No, where's the fun in that? I get to see you slowly change into a monster plus it kinda cool."

She then walked away placing the headphones on her head again. I didn't know if I could trust her, everything she told me was it true they were just going to use us? Hyun-Su more in Particular since they know about him.

I should have known it there were people that in this world. But sometimes you had to get used to it to Survive. One thing was for sure I hope she kept her mouth shut.

Leaving the restroom I felt tired, from the lack of sleep I perceived and stress. I went over to the day-care- center to go take a quick nap. Laying on the small couch. Closing my eyes I soon fell asleep letting out a yawn.

....

" you know you want to!" My reflection spoke to me. Grinning evilly. I backed away not believing what I was seeing.

" what are you?" I breathed out scared. I covered my nose trying not to get blood everywhere. " I'm you but much worse." It giggled.

" This was you're own doing Soo-Nico, 'tsk tsk' I'm not the enemy here." That is when I started to feel funny like I was losing my grasp on my mind it began to fade.

Then hearing inhuman sounds I began to dash towards people for no reason.

....

I woke up to me hitting the ground, landing on my elbow. I cursed sitting upright rubbing my sore arm. Feeling something wet I wiped my cheek it was a tear.

I couldn't get that moment, day, out of my head. The day I attacked them, My family. Sniffling I crossed my feet taking out a photo of them from the field Journal I had taped in.

Me, my mother, father, and my brother, feeling more tears run down my cheeks I couldn't stop them. I missed their smile and laughs, the way Jin-woo would tease me about being a bookworm.

Bringing my knees up to my chest I clenched the photo Close to me. Hugging it as if they were here." it's not my fault." I wept quietly, trying to convince myself to not have such a burden on my shoulders.

I say this because I can't handle the guilt if I say it out loud so if I don't it's not real. Wiping my now wet cheeks my eyes probably looked red and puffy.

I reopened my filed Journal putting my family photo back in, deciding to take my mind off things I began to Sketch the new monsters I had seen starting with the one I first saw here the one that kept saying I can't see.

Drawling out its body, I soon put Details-down into it and some side pics of like when its fingers sprouted out like roots. I also wrote down its weaknesses and Strengths.

Then it was on to the huge monster I saw, I called it protein monster. It had a very creepy face when it smiled as its mouth was bloodstained. I quickly finished it up, but then one person came to mine.

Hyun-Su my pencil was close to the paper wanting to draw him. I felt my heart beating fast, if I did drawl him would it be wrong? Or just plain out weird without him knowing?

It wasn't because he was well a monster just like me or that's what they like to call us even though we are still human but I just wanted to draw him as himself.

Deciding to do it anyway I began with his eyes, they were big and round like they held innocence probably not but that's what I see. Next, I went to his nose, mouth, face shape, ears then lastly hair.

It was messy and fluffy but it seems like it wasn't always like that like he just had let it go. Shrugging it off I close my book and put it back in my bag.

Taking it with me because I didn't trust anyone yet I come out of the day-car-room and a man passed by me. He was smoking a Cigarette. One thing I noticed he had a burn scar on his face.

I haven't seen him yet before? Maybe I have but didn't acknowledge him. He was walking behind a guy with a deadly glare in his eyes. Deciding not to get into it I left I did trust the guy with the beat-up face he gave me the creeps.

#sweet home #cha hyun su #kdramaedit #sweethomeedit #song kang #sweet home netflix #webcomic #kdrama #kdrama spoilers #netflix kdrama #koeran #korean show #sweet home series #sweet home webtoon #monsters #fanfic

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lumilasi · 3 years

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“Um… What are you doing?” “Melting. I am a starfish Popsicle.” “….uhh…okay?” This is my favorite part of your "Family Secrets" fic! It's very much something that I would have done with friends or family if I were in a similar situation, and it cracked me up!! I hope you're doing well! (I would follow you on ao3 if i had an account. since I do not, following you on tumblr will have to suffice) [I also can't seem to add paragraph breaks so I'm sorry this ask looks so messy]

Ha ha, glad to hear you are enjoying the fic! C: That scene was pretty fun to write as it was just such a silly adorable kid thing to do, I feel like I might’ve done something similar as well as a child xD

I’ve actually also drawn that starfish popsicle scene, I think I linked it somewhere in the author’s notes in the following chapters(?) I typically link anything I draw that relates to the fic in question. (You could add the images to the fics themselves, but from my understanding they might not show up for everybody for whatever technical reasons or something, idk, so I’ve chosen not to bother with it)

And don’t worry, it’s not messy at all; I understood the text just fine!

Also, you can actually leave comments in fics even without having an account on AO3 btw! One of my friend does that as she doesn’t have an account either so she just leaves comments as a guest xD

Hope you’ll enjoy the fic all the way to the end, and the second and third part of the series too (if you choose to read them of course, up to you!) I’m nearly done with the second story and will begin the final one soon. You could also check out my other works sometime if you want to, in case you haven’t/this is your first fic of mine you’ve read. C:

If you enjoy Family Secrets, I’d say you might maybe also like Crossroads, Unravel or Reanimate at least, as they have similar elements with Izuku and Tenko/Tomura brotherly bonding, family/found family dynamics and so. (Also Crossroads verse has a crossover story with FS that’s canon to both worlds soo....I guess I have to recommend that one by default lmao)

But all that is up to you of course! Just figured I could mention the ones I think you could enjoy too, based on FS. (if you’re a newer reader and like my writing enough to check out other stuff I got, IDK, if you’re already familiar with my other stories, forget I said anything lmao.)

#answered ask #lady-of-a-castle #my fics #family secrets fic

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x-ratedkpop · 4 years

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Love Confessions [Do Kyungsoo]

➳ College!AU ➳ Scenario || Genre: Smut || Fluff || Rated: M ➳ Pairing: Do Kyungsoo x Reader ➳ Summary: He’s liked you for a long time and now it’s time for him to swallow his fear and finally admit it - with results better than he could imagine. ➳ Word Count: 1.5k ➳ Inspired by: My Lady - EXO

Kyungsoo looks at the note in his hand, the writing a shaky mess scrawled across the page but filled with so much hope and nerves that Kyungsoo shakes at the thought of you reading it. He’s crushed on you for a while and been pretty obvious in how he feels but there’s still this uncertainty from you; it’s not that you haven’t been reciprocating his feelings but more… shy about your own. Every time the two of you get close to a moment, maybe even sharing a kiss, you nervously laugh before running away and as much as Kyungsoo finds it adorable – he wants it to change.

The smile on your face when you read it, so dazzling and beautiful that he would be bold enough to compare it the sun and your eyes, shimmering as they crinkle slightly due to your smile, makes him fall even more in love with you. He’s captivated, he would do anything you told him to because he’s a slave for you; Kyungsoo would give you the heavens if you asked and he doesn’t realise it yet, but you would move mountains for him too.

“It took you long enough,” you giggle, covering your mouth with your hand as you look away with the faintest of blushes on your cheeks. “I know that it’s been clear but I needed to be sure,” you lean forward, the note safely folded in your hand, and kiss him on the cheek.

Kyungsoo’s ears turn pink, the heat travelling up the back of his neck as he looks away shyly, “well, at least you can finally kiss me before you run away.” He teases and your eyes widen in shock, “I mean, I always thought you didn’t like me back like that because of it.”

You chew your bottom lip, looking around as you search for the words to say why you behaved so strangely, “I was scared that if we kissed, those drunken moments at house parties or tender moments under the stars, that I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from pushing for more.” You look away, embarrassed because you didn’t want to sound like one of those girls but you couldn’t help that Kyungsoo turned you on.

He was sweet, always so gentle with you but whenever he was in class, leading a project or even while he was studying, there was this other side to him that sent shivers down your spine. He could be dominant, commanding and the way he talked, the deep tenor in his voice, fuelled your fantasies about him. You loved how he was with you, so gentlemanly and kind, always making sure you enjoyed every moment with him but when you were alone – all you could think about was Kyungsoo’s hand trailing up your thigh while he told you how good you were.

You inwardly groan, here he is, trying to confess his love to you while you think about how much fun it would be if he bent you over the table.

“What is it?” He asks, concerned at how distant you seem to be.

You shake your head, sealing your lips shut, “nothing, I was just thinking about how I wish we did this sooner – saved both of us some time.”

Kyungsoo looks suspicious, his lips in a hard line as his wide eyes study your face; you hate how easily he can read you, how the smallest expression gives him everything he needs to know. He remains quiet, picking up his tea and taking a small sip before placing the cup down and causing your heart to jump into your throat with a sudden question. “You’re thinking about sex, aren’t you?”

You gasp, looking everywhere but his searching eyes, “is that the only reason you gave me this, is that all you wanted from me?” You try throwing it back at him in a way to deflect his question but it only seems to get him to push forward.

He grabs your hand, encasing it in both of his with a teasing smile on his heart-shaped lips, “be honest with me, everything will be so much easier if we are honest with each other.” He opens your hand and reveals his note, “I gave you my love confession on a messy note, so the least you can do is tell me what exactly is going through your mind because I know your ‘sex dream’ look and that’s what you were wearing before.”

“My-my what?” You groan, placing your forehead on his hands because nothing could be more humiliating than him pointing out that you’re daydreaming about what he’s like in bed while in the middle of Starbucks.

“Tell me, tell me all of your secrets and maybe I’ll share one of mine.”

The way his hand grips your hips, the uncertainty in his movements like you’re fragile china and he doesn’t want to break you, and the way he looks down at you with the most loving look in his eyes, causes your body to shiver with delight but you needed more.

Kyungsoo dragged you back to his apartment after your confession, kissing you deeply the moment the door was closed and he didn’t waste any time in moving you into his bedroom. He had wanted to hear how much you wanted him in so long that the moment you told him about your fantasies – he couldn’t contain himself. It felt so strange, having flirted and danced around each other for years, having fantasied about this moment in many ways, it felt so strange to finally hear your voice whisper his name while feeling his lips trailing across your collarbone.

“So beautiful,” he murmurs, moving his hands up your body to massage your breasts, “I could look at you forever.” The worship he gives you stokes the fire in your core but you can feel that he’s holding back, that he’s worried about how you might react if he lets himself lose control with you in this moment.

Kyungsoo loves to be in control, from group projects to his part-time job as assistant manager in the kitchen; he thrives on control and is very disciplined in all areas except for when he’s with you. You make him lose control, lose focus because you consume him and all he wants to do is give you everything he possibly can. If he loses control with you, then he doesn’t know what would happen; he’s already out of his comfort zone, already doing things he never would have done for anyone else.

What would happen if Kyungsoo just let go of all inhibitions and gave in to the primal need to feel you?

“Please,” you say quietly at first, repeating yourself so that you know he heard you, “please, fuck me harder.” Your legs wrap around his hips as he begins to thrust harder, gritting his teeth to try and remain in control. “Soo, God, please,” you grab his hands, squeezing your breasts instead of massaging them, “I’m not that delicate, I want you to make me scream.” His fingers tweaking your nipples and he watches how your face contorts with pleasure.

How can he stay in control when you’re doing everything to make him want to fuck you instead of making love to you?

That’s what he wants, he wants you to feel the love he has for you as you cry out his name but you have other plans in mind. He can still make you feel loved and also have your toes curling with an intense orgasm.

With every moan, every whine and plea mixed with his name, Kyungsoo struggles to keep it together; his thrusts get harder that he keeps hearing you beg for more, and your nipples are pulled and perky but it doesn’t stop you from tweaking them yourself. He feels you around him, clenching and pulsating as your orgasm grows closer and hearing you repeat his name like a mantra, trying to hold yourself together for as long as you can, is the final straw for him. Kyungsoo leans forward, kissing your bitten lips before sitting up and gripping your hips tightly, “rub your clit,” he growls out and you moan in response.

He watches your fingers draw 8 figures over your sensitive bud, eyes traveling up to see your face contort and eyes clench shut as the coil in your abdomen grows tighter; he always thought you were beautiful but nothing beats you like this. Nothing beats hearing your sweet voice cry his name as you cum, nothing beats how your eyes roll back in your head as the white hot pleasure blinds you momentarily and nothing beats the way your tight pussy milks his cock, his seed spurting into the condom you made sure he wore.

He collapses on top of you, finding comfort in your arms as he lets himself rest for a moment, “I’m sorry,” he whispers, face buried into your chest as he listens to your heart beat, “next time I’ll be better.”

Next time, you smile warmly at the thought, choosing to cherish this moment instead of pushing it. Next time, you hope he doesn’t hold back.

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kdrama-songs · 4 years

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Park Hyung Sik || Did I Turn You On?

► Requested Open? : Yes

► Word Count : 1548

► Rated : M

► Contains : Smuts involve

Hyung Sik looks at the note in his hand, the writing a shaky mess scrawled across the page but filled with so much hope and nerves that Hyung Sik shakes at the thought of you reading it. He's crushed on you for a while and been pretty obvious in how he feels but there's still this uncertainty from you; it's not that you haven't been reciprocating his feelings but more... shy about your own. Every time the two of you get close to a moment, maybe even sharing a kiss, you nervously laugh before running away and as much as Hyung Sik finds it adorable – he wants it to change.

The smile on your face when you read it, so dazzling and beautiful that he would be bold enough to compare it the sun and your eyes, shimmering as they crinkle slightly due to your smile, makes him fall even more in love with you. He's captivated, he would do anything you told him to because he's a slave for you; Hyung Sik would give you the heavens if you asked and he doesn't realise it yet, but you would move mountains for him too.

"It took you long enough," you giggle, covering your mouth with your hand as you look away with the faintest of blushes on your cheeks.

"I know that it's been clear but I needed to be sure," you lean forward, the note safely folded in your hand, and kiss him on the cheek.

Hyung Sik's ears turn pink, the heat travelling up the back of his neck as he looks away shyly, "well, at least you can finally kiss me before you run away." He teases and your eyes widen in shock, "I mean, I always thought you didn't like me back like that because of it."

You chew your bottom lip, looking around as you search for the words to say why you behaved so strangely, "I was scared that if we kissed, those drunken moments at house parties or tender moments under the stars, that I wouldn't be able to stop myself from pushing for more." You look away, embarrassed because you didn't want to sound like one of those girls but you couldn't help that Hyung Sik turned you on.

He was sweet, always so gentle with you but whenever he was in class, leading a project or even while he was studying, there was this other side to him that sent shivers down your spine. He could be dominant, commanding and the way he talked, the deep tenor in his voice, fuelled your fantasies about him. You loved how he was with you, so gentlemanly and kind, always making sure you enjoyed every moment with him but when you were alone – all you could think about was Hyung Sik's hand trailing up your thigh while he told you how good you were.

You inwardly groan, here he is, trying to confess his love to you while you think about how much fun it would be if he bent you over the table.

"What is it?" He asks, concerned at how distant you seem to be.

You shake your head, sealing your lips shut, "nothing, I was just thinking about how I wish we did this sooner – saved both of us some time."

Hyung Sik looks suspicious, his lips in a hard line as his wide eyes study your face; you hate how easily he can read you, how the smallest expression gives him everything he needs to know. He remains quiet, picking up his tea and taking a small sip before placing the cup down and causing your heart to jump into your throat with a sudden question.

"You're thinking about sex, aren't you?"

You gasp, looking everywhere but his searching eyes, "is that the only reason you gave me this, is that all you wanted from me?" You try throwing it back at him in a way to deflect his question but it only seems to get him to push forward.

He grabs your hand, encasing it in both of his with a teasing smile on his heart-shaped lips, "be honest with me, everything will be so much easier if we are honest with each other." He opens your hand and reveals his note, "I gave you my love confession on a messy note, so the least you can do is tell me what exactly is going through your mind because I know your 'sex dream' look and that's what you were wearing before."

"My-my what?" You groan, placing your forehead on his hands because nothing could be more humiliating than him pointing out that you're daydreaming about what he's like in bed while in the middle of Starbucks.

"Tell me, tell me all of your secrets and maybe I'll share one of mine."

The way his hand grips your hips, the uncertainty in his movements like you're fragile china and he doesn't want to break you, and the way he looks down at you with the most loving look in his eyes, causes your body to shiver with delight but you needed more.

Hyung Sik dragged you back to his apartment after your confession, kissing you deeply the moment the door was closed and he didn't waste any time in moving you into his bedroom. He had wanted to hear how much you wanted him in so long that the moment you told him about your fantasies – he couldn't contain himself. It felt so strange, having flirted and danced around each other for years, having fantasied about this moment in many ways, it felt so strange to finally hear your voice whisper his name while feeling his lips trailing across your collarbone.

"So beautiful," he murmurs, moving his hands up your body to massage your breasts, "I could look at you forever." The worship he gives you stokes the fire in your core but you can feel that he's holding back, that he's worried about how you might react if he lets himself lose control with you in this moment.

Hyung Sik loves to be in control, from group projects to his part-time job as assistant manager in the kitchen; he thrives on control and is very disciplined in all areas except for when he's with you. You make him lose control, lose focus because you consume him and all he wants to do is give you everything he possibly can. If he loses control with you, then he doesn't know what would happen; he's already out of his comfort zone, already doing things he never would have done for anyone else.

What would happen if Hyung Sik just let go of all inhibitions and gave in to the primal need to feel you?

"Please," you say quietly at first, repeating yourself so that you know he heard you, "please, fuck me harder." Your legs wrap around his hips as he begins to thrust harder, gritting his teeth to try and remain in control.

"Soo, God, please," you grab his hands, squeezing your breasts instead of massaging them, "I'm not that delicate, I want you to make me scream." His fingers tweaking your nipples and he watches how your face contorts with pleasure.

How can he stay in control when you're doing everything to make him want to fuck you instead of making love to you?

That's what he wants, he wants you to feel the love he has for you as you cry out his name but you have other plans in mind. He can still make you feel loved and also have your toes curling with an intense orgasm.

With every moan, every whine and plea mixed with his name, Hyung Sik struggles to keep it together; his thrusts get harder that he keeps hearing you beg for more, and your nipples are pulled and perky but it doesn't stop you from tweaking them yourself. He feels you around him, clenching and pulsating as your orgasm grows closer and hearing you repeat his name like a mantra, trying to hold yourself together for as long as you can, is the final straw for him. Hyung Sik leans forward, kissing your bitten lips before sitting up and gripping your hips tightly, "rub your clit," he growls out and you moan in response.

He collapses on top of you, finding comfort in your arms as he lets himself rest for a moment, "I'm sorry," he whispers, face buried into your chest as he listens to your heart beat, "next time I'll be better."

Next time, you smile warmly at the thought, choosing to cherish this moment instead of pushing it. Next time, you hope he doesn't hold back.

#kdrama #parkhyungsik #smut #fanfiction

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orientedorchestra · 4 years

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Can I please request a loona hanahaki scenario where yves and jinsoul are in a relationship and are really happy together altought both know the other one is also in love with Haseul but would rather not say anuthing because they think she has too much on her plate unaware that haseul is also in love with them and gets hanahaki disease and decides to hide it and distant herself because she doesn’t want to get in the way of their relationship? Angst with Happy ending please

now playing: taillight

content warning: a little “gory” descriptions of the hanahaki disease at haseul’s part, blood.

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Jinsoul notices it first. How they barely see Haseul around anymore. She feels like it had been months, but she knows it'd been barely two weeks.

They'd usually meet for coffee after their internship, abusing a little of Sooyoung's mom's generosity and getting one or two chocolate cookies for free - as it was her coffee shop, anyways - after the stressing hours working hard. Many beautiful smiles thrown around the comfy table, happy giggles and innocent looks of the blossoming friendship showing thorught the bubbly atmosphere

The second she notices as well, Sooyoung is confused. She's also scared she had done something bad for their short best friend. She wonders if something happened between Haseul and her, now, girlfriend. Even if the black haired woman was her girl now, Sooyoung knew she - they both were - was in love with the shorty.

The last time they had seen the youngest, was the day they revealed their little secret.

"She seemed fine, after we told her," They didn't have in mind that Haseul is an incredible actress. "Maybe she just wants to give us more time alone!" The Ha wasn't sure of that. Although she and Jinsol have been really happy together, having fun dates and everything... It just wasn’t the same without Haseul; for neither of them.

If Jinsol knew Sooyoung well, Sooyoung could literally read Haseul like an open book. They even met each other at kindergarden, like life is a beautiful childhood friends' story gone wrong.

"Sol," Sooyoung's eyes were glistening - she was scared, - worry, sadness and regret filling her lone tears. "We need to find her. Now"

/---/

Haseul would be lying if she said she did not know where it all started. The day she saw blonde and dark brown hair contrasting the cloudy sky above them in high school, Haseul knew she was in deep. It was somewhere around sophomore and junior year; with a nerd turned blonde and a dancer turned nerd.

She met Sooyoung in kindergarden, puffy cheek and charming moles drawing the attention of a 5-year-old Jo Haseul ever since. Then, they met Jinsol in high school - big glasses, messy ink black hair and nerdy hobbies.

It all escalated from there; shy feelings turning into cravings, dreams turned drunken realities. Although forever hidden, thoss feelings were never gone.

Jo Haseul kissed Jung Jinsol and Ha Sooyoung when they were all 18 and a few too many drinks into a high school party ,and, hell. The youngest of the girls knew from then, she wouldn't be able to picture herself with anyone else.

/---/

Maybe she still had a bit of hope inside her - maybe she hoped one day she'd confess and have Jinsol's and Sooyoung's lovs just for her. Although hidden, her feelings were hopeful.

She was wrong.

Just that weekend, her best friends dropped the truth on her - they were dating. God, Haseul thought the feeling of your heart shattering into the tiniest pieces was just an exaggerated way of telling stories, but she felt it. She felt it like her whole being was porcelain, and the air the strongest of the hammers.

It hurt, but nothing would ever compare to what was still to come.

The first time it happened, was during the late evening of a Monday. Haseul’s throat itched and hurt endlessly, until the hardest cough gave place to a little, yet painful, sunflower petal.

The yellow looking flower somehow painted with red, blood droplets, fell to the floor along the silence despair in the Jo’s eyes. She knew what it meant - her family had a history of an hereditary, ancient disease that affected the Jo women ever since centuries ago. She didn’t think destiny would chose her.

The days and nights came slowly, the painful flower blooming inside her lungs as if it was the most fertile soil it could have. Tuesday, she’d cough up seeds and petals. Wednesday, she’d feel the flowers sucking the life off of her. Thursday, Haseul threw up a whole Helianthus flower, blood dripping out of the corner of her lips.

The flowers grew too quickly - she’s sure they were holding back these symptoms since high school. It wouldn’t make sense otherwise.

By the next week, the girl could barely get her tiny frame out of bed, petals all around the pillows and floor.

/---/

It hurt so bad. When Sooyoung and Jinsol managed to get into Haseul’s apartment; the several yellowish petals scattered around the floor were the first thing they saw. Their friend had told them before, the disease she was born with. They knew what could have happened - or was about to.

Jinsol walked in further first.She was scared, but wanted to help as soon as possible, even if it meant to run into the worst of the scenarios.

“Wait, Sol. Please.” Sooyoung grabbed the younger’s hand, stopping her mid step. The oldest was terrified - anxious even. She didn’t want to think too much.

Jinsol stared at glossy, anxious eyes. With her own orbs shaking, she held her girlfriend’s hand tighter.

“She’ll be okay, Soo.” She heard the phrase echo on her mind several times.

After that, everything was kind of blurry - finding your best friend and first love bleeding like that wasn’t something Sooyoung, out of all people, could quite handle. Jinsol took care of most of it, cleaning the floor, the bed sheets, and the Jo herself, only asking of Sooyoung to hold the youngest girl and watch if she’d cough or wake up.

“Soo?” The girl on her arms called, faint voice and eyes barely open. Somehow feeling better just by being in the presence of her beloved Sooyoung. “What are you doing here...?” She tries to get up, but the older’s towering height over her small frame doesn’t let her.

“Seul,” Teary eyed, hugging tightly the tiny girl. “Don’t ever leave me like this again.” Sobs fill the silence the last girl finally enters the room; Sooyoung is crying loudly, and although feeling weak, Haseul still manages to pat her head reassuringly.

Jinsol also wants to cry at the sight, but she doesn’t. She is really emotional - but for Sooyoung, she holds her crying just to be the thinking head of the situation.

“Haseulie,” She pauses. The Jung is not sure how to word the question. “How... What happened? Isn’t this disease caused by... one-sided...”

“Yeah,” Haseul starts to answer, still lying on the oldest’s lap. Deep breathes once, twice, before continuing. There’s no use in hidding anymore; they’d find out anyways. “I’m in love with both of you.”

The older girls can’t believe it. Haseul has been suffering because of them. Unfairly so,

“No, I won’t remove it. If it means forgetting you two... I’d rather die.” Hearing the morbid tone of a over-reviewed option; the two older girls knew their friend went through her choices over and over again- and yet, she choose the far worst one.

“NO!” Sooyoung yelled, voice cracking mid word. “Seulie, please, no, don’t ever say this again,” Sobbing intensified hiccups, not even Jinsol could hold it anymore. It hurt. “You don’t have to go, no, no, this is unfair. The disease is for one-sided love! I don’t understand! I’ve been in love with you ever since we were in middle school, Jo Haseul!”

Wide eyed, the youngest wasn’t fast enough to say anything.

“Jinsol, too! I knew it, when we kissed in a high school party! I know she can’t stop thinking about you. It’s not fair, you shouldn’t be suffering, it’s not one-sided! Please...”

“Sooyoung, please calm down...” Jinsol kneels in front of the couch the others were, patting Haseul’s hair and trying to control her own tears. She leaves a kiss on the younger’s cheek, kissing where once was growing a sunflower.

“Y-You...” Haseul’s voice cracks. “You love me back?”

Both girls stare at each other, sharing a little, close mouthed smile through the still falling tears.

“We do, Seulie.”

#cookiewrote #loona hcs #drabble #angst with a happy ending #angst #hanahaki #i wont tag the members bc its a bit gory i dont want anyone to get triggered bc of it :c

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quarantine-au · 4 years

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Hurt and Trapped chapter 4

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23729677/chapters/57112165

uwuwu

(Why was I calling it parts rather than chapters)

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Despite Mabel’s wishes (and cries), Stan wearily dragged her home, enduring her endless protests.

“Let me go! Stan!”

“We have to find him!”

“He’ll be alone! Out there!”

“What if he gets hurt?!”

“Stan!”

“Please!”

“Please, Mabel… sweety, eat”

Her Grunkle gently tucked the hair covering her face behind her ear with his thumb, lovingly. Motherly. Like a mother bear. Heh. That’d be fun to draw. Bear Stan. Rawr.. Heh…

Stan let out a breath of air and sighed, ”Mabel, hon, look at me”, Stan turned her chin up, making the little girl face him.

He looked so old, so wearied, more than he had a right to. Stan wasn’t supposed to be worried or gentle, he was meant to be gruff a-and-

“Mabel. Calm down,” she hadn’t noticed her small hands, underneath her sweater, digging into her arms, causing slight bleeding, “I-I know your scared, terrified and worried outta your wits, and I know you wanna go out and try to find him ‘till he’s safe home,” Stan’s eyes started to flick around the room as he sighed, “but you need to remember not to break yourself while your at it, that’s not gonna help anyone. Dipper wouldn’t want you to stop taking care of yourself, so please. Eat.”

He held up the spoon of soggy cereal up to her mouth, hopeful, and with a slight smile on his face that shone in his eyes.

She didn’t so much as look at him in return.

He set the spoon down once more, closing his eyes and letting out a sad breath,”ok,” he grabbed the bowl, resigned,”at least get some sleep, ey? We’ll go hunt down the kid tomorrow, Soos and Wendy promised to help out too, least there’s that.”

The preteen watched as he left the TV room, moving only her eyes, dully.

After a few moments of restrained shaking, Mabel hesitantly took her legs out of her sweater and made an immediate dive for the attic, trying to stop the sporadic crying that was creeping on her. She jumped onto Dipper’s bed, albeit hesitantly, and started to bury her head into his pillow, failing to muffle out the continuous sobs that wracked her body. The child’s body curled in on itself slightly as she hugged the pillow for all its worth.

She felt so incredibly destroyed, a-and tired, and stressed, all at once. H-Her head hurt… like it was being split in half. She needed water. She hadn’t had a clean glass since before this whole situation. Her limbs were tired. Her brain was extremely exhausted, in fact. Why couldn’t she fall asleep? She just wanted to hide, to forget, to find him-

She poked a red eye from behind his pillow, and eyed the bag laying limply next to the doorway.

Her party bag.

She jumped out of the bed, tripping on the messy bed sheets and crawling towards the bag, heartily dumping out the contents. She left the bag, empty, on the floor as she hastily rummaged through the drawers, looking for a flashlight. She grabbed Dipper’s blanket and some band aids from the bathroom and stuffed them into the bag, actually folding the blanket after a couple failed attempts. She buttoned the backpack and looked at the leftover mess of her rush. A blur of color pencils, paper, streamers… some party chocolate.

She grabbed a bar of king sized chocolate and stuffed it in the same place as her grappling hook, slinging the bag over her shoulder. Stan was probably in the TV room and she didn’t want to be caught and stopped. Looking around the room, the window caught her eye. The girl made her way to the triangular window, and taking in a deep breath, she opened it. She clumsily climbed out the window, carefully climbing up onto the roof spot.

“Ok… so how am I getting down… ?” she mumbled to herself as she sat down.

She could use jump down maybe? She’d take too much damage, probably. Didn’t Wendy use a tree to get down? Mabel would probably be too small and light to do it properly… the girl shifted from her seat, her grappling hook poking-

Her grappling hook!

Oh Mabel! You wonderful genius!

She took her grappling hook out and launched the hook to one of the branches of the nearby trees, waiting for the retraction to take her towards one of the branches. Once she was a yard or so away from the branch she pressed a button and let the rope settle her down on the grass of the dark forest.

It was almost impossible to make out anything. The forest gave off the sounds of crickets and owls, and yet managed to feel so silent.

Empty

Ignoring the chill that went down her spine, Mabel fetched the flashlight from her bag and turned it on, illuminating the haunting forest. It was never this… intimidating before, was it because it was dark? Probably. Shrugging it off, the young girl took out the chocolate, had a bite, going off into the forest, holding a burning candle of hope she wished never burned out.

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Thanks for reading!!

#heavy variant #fic #mabel #stan #transcendence au #hurt and trapped #submission

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astridflowers · 4 years

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Pins and Needles (SacklerxReader) (1/?)

This is my first attempt at writing but I felt inspired x I Hope you enjoy.

https://my.w.tt/povTqX0rq9

"Flowers!" mark called from the kitchen in your studio. Mark was the senior artist at the studio, Eye of the Needle. He liked to call you flowers as you had recently dyed your hair purple and he said it made you look like Ramona Flowers from the Scott Pilgrim comics, which you took as a complement overall. "What's wrong ?" You called back putting down your sketchbook and rising from the sofa that was near the entrance at the shop. It was usually reserved for customers as they waited but was a great spot to curl up in and just draw when you had a quiet day like today. "When is anything ever wrong" he replied whilst walking towards you with two steaming cups. " I thought you would just like a coffee you've been sat in your nest for hours" he smirked. You took the mug from him and took a big sip. You all but moaned at the warm comforting taste. "Your too good to me" you sighed. "Yeah,yeah I know your eviction notice is in the post" he winked. You gave him a glare then sat back down on the couch. You worked in a small tattoo studio in New York. It was you mark and two other artists Rebecca and Phil but they weren't in today. You moved to New York a year ago from England so your accent was always a conversation starter and ice breaker to new clients you worked on. Apparently having a british accent in New York made you pretty much an alien and you got a lot of requests to repeat words back to them as "everything sounds soo much better with your accent". So far you loved New York and you had a few regular clients but your social life was all but none existent out side of the shop. You lived in an apartment by yourself with your German Shepard dog Bear and your bearded dragon Eggy who you had recently rescued and besides coming to work,the store and the occasional trip to the gym you didn't really get out much. It had just turned four PM and mark let out a loud sigh as he stretched and walked over to the front desk."You don't have to hand around here flowers, ill probably close up a little early as I doubt they'll be many walk ins today". "It's ok I honestly have nothing else on " you smiled not looking up from your drawing you finished a while ago and we're just procrastinating shading in parts you already had. "Nah not allowed a young thing like you needs to be out,live a little go see your friends" he started to make shooing motions with his hands you looked up and flared at him "yeah that's not me" you replied. "Come on Y/N you seriously have nothing else you'd rather be doing then on this sofa listening to me". "Besides here home and gym I don't do anything and I like my routine" you smiled. He made a disgusted face "can't stand those gym places you'll never get me in there and look at me the picture of fitness" he flexed his heavily tattooed arms making you giggle. Mark wasn't unfit in anyway if anything he was quiet attractive he was a good bit older then you and he had long hair in a low pony tail,usually sporting black T-shirts and jeans with sleeves on both his arms they covered in beautiful artwork he'd acquired over the years and often told you stories about they're meanings and the artists. "You should try it" you laughed back "it's fun". He looked at you with a serious face "you disgust me flowers" his voice was monotone but you could see his mouth smirk slightly. You in no way were the image of a gym bunny with a height of 5ft 3 and your body was quite curvy. You didn't mind though you actually loved your hips and butt, you mainly went to the gym as you liked the excersize it made you feel good. "Well I suppose I could go there for a hour it's been a while since I've done any sort of workout" you thought. "Ok then if you want me gone soo badly, I know where I'm not wanted" you dramatically got up from the couch and marched to your leather jacket on the hook."good your scaring away the customers" he winked as you put on your jacket and grabbed your keys. "See you tomorrow grumpy" you laughed as you started to walk back to your apartment.

You got in the door greeted by an excited bear and grabbed a bag and started to pack a towel your water bottle and your gym clothes. "I know buddy it's good to see you too" you scratched behind the dogs ear "I'll be back in a hour I promise" you said as you made your way back out of the apartment.

You arrived at the gym and you were soo happy to see it was quiet in there too just a few people on the weights and a few more on the treadmills but overall not busy. You didn't mind when it was but you just felt like you could get more into your workouts with a quieter atmosphere. You did some squats, light weights and were now doing a fast walk on the tread mill when you heard a familiar accent "I thought that was you Y/N!" Jessa, a frequent client of yours ran up to you. You slowed down your machine to a stop and then jumped off to talk to her. "Oh my god hey" you smiled Jessa was in a vest and shorts with her long blonde hair in a messy bun, how the hell did she always look so effortlessly pretty you thought. " I didn't know you came here" you smiled. "Oh fuck no,well not usually" she laughed "Adams been trying to get me to excersize saying I'll feel better and he gets a runners high but I dunno I'm not feeling it" she shrugged looking around the room. She was physically tiny and didn't look like she'd sweat at all. "Well I guess it's not for everyone" you laughed. "Yeh but after least I can say I've tried it and he'll get off my back" she laughed. Adam ? Oh now you remember Jessa had mentioned a on and off again partner she had during one of your sessions. "Adam ? That's your boyfriend right" she nodded " yeah , well currently we're kind of off and on for a while now but we're good" she shrugged again you just smiled and nodded. "Wanna get out of here and go for a coffee or something " she asked. You thought about it for a second before marks voice in your head appeared maybe you did need to socialise and have friends. "Erm sure sounds good just need to change" you smiled she nodded and you both walked to the changing room.

Jessa went into a one of the shower stalls saying she wanted to have a quick shower even though she didn't look like she's sweat at all. You started to change in-front of your locker as there was no one else in the changing room. You stripped and changed into your clean underwear you'd packed a loud bang of a door somewhere outside startled you but after standing for a minute with silence you continued and slipped on your new shirt. Another loud bang,a door a bit closer to the changing rooms. You again paused but then grabbed your ripped jeans out of your bag and bent down to slip them on. The changing room door swung open behind you and you heard a "oh ..wow fuck" you spun round quickly pulling up your pants fast to cover your bare ass. You were greeted to a beast of a man easily over 6 foot with long shaggy dark hair and a goatee. If you hadn't just flashed this guy you'd say he was gorgeous. His voice broke you out of your staring "Erm sorry, shit erm " he was rubbing his facial hair as he spoke clearly embarrassed or nervous. "I didn't mean to , I'm not meant to be i here clearly , I was, there was no one out there I was trying to get into the gym" you had to smile at how clustered he was or maybe it was because you were extremely attracted to him. "Hey don't worry you were a few minutes too late for a full show don't worry about it " you laughed and winked pulling your leather jacket over your shoulders trying to make light of it to calm him down. He met your eyes and smiled "well damn" he laughed showing his strong dimples. He was still looking you over, now it was your turn to be nervous. "Erm yeh well the main gym is straight down the hall big doors" you smiled still mentioning the staring competition he was just about to open his mouth to speak again when Jessa's voice broke your stare "Those showers are fucking freezing I'm not kidding" she was walking over with a towel over her head drying her hair when she looked up at the man who was still on the doorway. "Adam!?" Shit. "That's Adam?" You almost choked.You got in the door greeted by an excited bear and grabbed a bag and started to pack a towel your water bottle and your gym clothes. “I know buddy it’s good to see you too” you scratched behind the dogs ear “I’ll be back in a hour I promise” you said as you made your way back out of the apartment.

You arrived at the gym and you were soo happy to see it was quiet in there too just a few people on the weights and a few more on the treadmills but overall not busy. You didn’t mind when it was but you just felt like you could get more into your workouts with a quieter atmosphere. You did some squats, light weights and were now doing a fast walk on the tread mill when you heard a familiar accent “I thought that was you Y/N!” Jessa, a frequent client of yours ran up to you. You slowed down your machine to a stop and then jumped off to talk to her. “Oh my god hey” you smiled Jessa was in a vest and shorts with her long blonde hair in a messy bun, how the hell did she always look so effortlessly pretty you thought. “ I didn’t know you came here” you smiled. “Oh fuck no,well not usually” she laughed “Adams been trying to get me to excersize saying I’ll feel better and he gets a runners high but I dunno I’m not feeling it” she shrugged looking around the room. She was physically tiny and didn’t look like she’d sweat at all. “Well I guess it’s not for everyone” you laughed. “Yeh but after least I can say I’ve tried it and he’ll get off my back” she laughed. Adam ? Oh now you remember Jessa had mentioned a on and off again partner she had during one of your sessions. “Adam ? That’s your boyfriend right” she nodded “ yeah , well currently we’re kind of off and on for a while now but we’re good” she shrugged again you just smiled and nodded. “Wanna get out of here and go for a coffee or something “ she asked. You thought about it for a second before marks voice in your head appeared maybe you did need to socialise and have friends. “Erm sure sounds good just need to change” you smiled she nodded and you both walked to the changing room . Jessa went into a one of the shower stalls saying she wanted to have a quick shower even though she didn’t look like she’s sweat at all. You started to change in-front of your locker as there was no one else in the changing room. You stripped and changed into your clean underwear you’d packed a loud bang of a door somewhere outside startled you but after standing for a minute with silence you continued and slipped on your new shirt. Another loud bang,a door a bit closer to the changing rooms. You again paused but then grabbed your ripped jeans out of your bag and bent down to slip them on. The changing room door swung open behind you and you heard a “oh ..wow fuck” you spun round quickly pulling up your pants fast to cover your bare ass. You were greeted to a beast of a man easily over 6 foot with long shaggy dark hair and a goatee. If you hadn’t just flashed this guy you’d say he was gorgeous. His voice broke you out of your staring “Erm sorry, shit erm “ he was rubbing his facial hair as he spoke clearly embarrassed or nervous. “I didn’t mean to , I’m not meant to be i here clearly , I was, there was no one out there I was trying to get into the gym” you had to smile at how clustered he was or maybe it was because you were extremely attracted to him. “Hey don’t worry you were a few minutes too late for a full show don’t worry about it “ you laughed and winked pulling your leather jacket over your shoulders trying to make light of it to calm him down. He met your eyes and smiled “well damn” he laughed showing his strong dimples. He was still looking you over, now it was your turn to be nervous. “Erm yeh well the main gym is straight down the hall big doors” you smiled still mentioning the staring competition he was just about to open his mouth to speak again when Jessa’s voice broke your stare “Those showers are fucking freezing I’m not kidding” she was walking over with a towel over her head drying her hair when she looked up at the man who was still on the doorway. “Adam!?” Shit. “That’s Adam?” You almost choked.

#adam sackler imagine #adam sackler #adam sackler x reader #adam sackler smut #adam driver imagines #adam driver fic

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raendown · 4 years

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I'm going to take my chances again with this awesome november writing thing because I am enjoying this soo much. Here go some other prompts for you to do with them whatever you prefer. First: Itachi/Sakura - "You have got to be kidding me"

AO3

“Oh.”

Her voice was faint where she stood in the doorway andItachi winced ever so slightly in response, probably hoping the motion had goneunnoticed. It very well might have considering the way her eyes were busyscanning the rest of the room with unadulterated horror in their pretty greendepths.

“You have got to be kidding me,” Sakura whispered.

“If it is any consolation,” Itachi dared to speak up, “hehad a great deal of fun doing it.”

“No. Not really any help.”

Sakura dropped the briefcase of hospital files in its usualspot and stepped forward enough to finally close the door. Her eyes drifted upwith a look of despair to note that the ceiling was nearly as covered inbrightly colored paint as the walls were. Their entire living room looked likean abstract art project with every color of the rainbow represented, splattersand splotches and speckles galore. It had definitely been blue when she leftfor work this morning.

A few ginger steps inward brought her far enough to peekaround the corner to see the small body now happily playing in one corner witha thin paintbrush in one hand and a wide smile on his face. He made for such acute little image that Sakura had to gird her heart against it.

“This is a terriblemess,” she said eventually. Itachi stood up and clasped his bright green handsbehind his back.

“Yes. I…did not intend for this to happen.”

“But you’re going to clean it up, right?”

Taking his own glance up at the ceiling, Itachi sighed. “Ilet it get this far. Seems only fair that I clean it up. I wonder if there is–”

“Stop right there,” Sakura cut him off. “Don’t you eventhink about letting some kind of water jutsu loose in my living room. Thatcoffee table was hand carved by my great great grandfather and I will not haveit ruined because you’re too lazy to scrub a bit of paint!” She lifted onesharp eyebrow and for a moment thought her husband cowed. Then he smiled.

“I think this is more than ‘a bit’ of paint.”

“Oh you know what I mean!” It was too much trouble hidingthe smile trying to curl the ends of her lips so Sakura turned away instead andknelt down on the floor where her son was happily painting away, now on largesheets on paper instead of the walls.

While the two of them greeted each other with squeals andgiggles Itachi went to wash his hands and draw a large bucket of warm soapywater. He set to work as soon as he returned, all decked out with bright rubbergloves and the same apron they shared for cooking dinner tied over his clothes.Sakura wasn’t sure why he bothered. There was already so much paint down hisfront he looked like he was part of whatever art project her living room hadturned in to.

Seeing him get right to work looking so domestic did funnythings to her tummy and before long she was tempted to flicker down the road toIno’s house, drop their son off for a while, and come back to make this messjust a little more messy. A quick check of the clock told her she’d better not.Ino wouldn’t appreciate having her dinner interrupted just to satisfy Sakura’sappetites.

Not again.

After playing with her son for a while and naming all thecolors he held up for her to see Sakura picked herself up off the floor as welland moved to the kitchen with great reluctance. Dinner wouldn’t make itself andher other half was a little busy at the moment. Tired from such a long day, shedidn’t try for anything fancy. Gyudon was fine. They didn’t eat a lot of beefbut she’d bought some from the market two days ago and if she didn’t use itsoon it would go bad. All the while as she prepared the meal she noted that theliving room was suspiciously silent but waited until she was able to step awayfor a few moments and let everything simmer before finally going to check onher two favorite men.

Itachi had already abandoned the bucket, rubber glovesdangling from one hand as he crouched beside their son and complimented hisnonsense drawings in an adorably serious voice. Just looking at them was toomuch. Sakura melted, one hand over her heart as she turned quietly back to thekitchen. The two of them were so cute she knew she wouldn’t have the strengthto make Itachi spend the rest of his evening scrubbing paint, not when she knewhe would spend the whole time peeking longingly at their son, but she certainlydidn’t want to do it all herself either.

Returning to stir the gyudon, Sakura glanced up to thecupboard above the stove where she kept her emergency stores of instant ramen. Maybeshe could convince Naruto to make a dozen or so clones to help her with the cleanupinstead.

#rae writes #itasaku #itachi #sakura #oc babies #fanfiction

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writinginstardust · 4 years

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is nikoli request almost done? or kaz?😔

Short answer? No.

Explanation (not that I’m obligated to explain but I’m nice and considerate) if you feel so inclined to read: there’s a multitude of reasons why but i’ll try to be as succinct as possible -

1) I have and have had A LOT on my plate at the moment

- I’m doing a shit ton of christmas fics which yes I don’t HAVE to do but it’s something that makes me happy and other people seem to be into as well so I am and obviously they have a bit of a deadline and there’s a lot to do there

- I did fictober where I posted a fic (sometimes 2!) every day for a whole month so that took a lot of time and effort and again I didn’t have to do that but I like writing as more than a hobby and it was a challenge that I really wanted to see if I could do and did

- I’m aware some of the requests were from a bit longer ago than the last couple of months but before that I was still busy as heck preparing to move across the country, on a couple of holidays (fine yeah that’s not a busy thing but a bloody needed them), and working quite frankly insane hours (6 days a week 8-12 hour days in fastfood) and that left me so physically and mentally exhausted that writing was just like not gonna happen most of the time

- I’ve started university and I’m a film student now and it takes up soo much time both with actual classes and all the work we have to do outside of them as well

- Unfortunately I have to be a proper adult now too and everyday household chores and stuff take up a surprising amount of time when you have to do all of them yourself and also clean up after a messy flatmate if you want to do anything else

- I also do a lot of drawing and it’s something I’ve recently got back into and honestly love doing so much so that takes up some of my free time too and yes this is another thing I have no obligation to do but I’m gonna do it anyway and I’m not gonna feel bad about it potentially making me take longer to write stuff

2) Specifically in relation to Kaz, I find him really tricky to write about generally especially in a relationshipy way due to the way he is in canon and how that does not translate well into a relationship setting. It takes a lot of effort to get him right and balance all the fic stuff with not writing him ooc or ignoring his trauma and it leaves me incredibly mentally exhausted so in general I’m more likely to write stuff for other characters if I have options. He’s also just generally not my favourite character to write about

3) Most of this year the books and stuff that I’ve been in love with and most excited to make content for are new things and not the grishaverse. I still love them but there’s just so much more I can and want to do in my new fandoms

4) I’ve actually received a lot of requests for fics when I have specifically said in either my bio or my request info - which I do ask people to check every time they want to request something because it changes - that i’m not taking any requests or only for a specific fandom or prompt list. I’ve been very lenient with people and agreed to take their requests anyway but have warned them every (or nearly every) time that it will take a while before I get to them.

5) Sometimes inspiration is just hard, y’know, and a lot of the fics people have requested, especially the Kaz ones, have been particularly difficult for me to figure out a plot or way to write it because words are also tricky fickle things to wrangle

6) This, I do for fun. When I stop having fun writing a fic, I’m not gonna force myself to keep going with it then and there, I’m gonna write something that I do enjoy. “But Amy, why don’t you just say you’re not doing it?” I hear people ask and it’s for one very simple reason: I still want to, just not right then. If I ever decide that I really will never manage to finish a fic, I’ll say

7) I hope people remember that I’m under no obligation to write a request quickly or even at all. I don’t beg for requests (except sometimes with the prompt lists when I want to write everything but know I can’t), I just give you guys the option of suggesting stories you’d like to see

> Honestly I know there’s even more stuff than that but it’s late and I’ve wasted the last hour of my evening explaining all this and I’m tired and tbh I really shouldn’t need to explain any further than that.

> Also I’m pretty sure I’ve said a fair amount of this a number of times before but whatever. I’m also sure I mentioned that most fics would be taking a back seat to fictober and ficmas for the time being and that it was unlikely much would be posted other than those until the new year.

> If y’all want to know if a fic is done/being done and when things might be uploaded there’s several places you can check on my blog very easily: If you go to my navigation section, there’s an update schedule there which I do change when I get fics finished and plan their post date, and if I have more than the 5 slots the blog theme allows then I make a post which gets linked in my bio and you can check out my ‘currently writing’ post which I keep updated and will show what’s been started and what’s been finished but not posted

Edit: Guess who just remembered another couple of reasons some stuff isn’t done?

8) I am so incredibly lucky to get a load of mental health problems which are officially undiagnosed and going untreated because my anxiety is so bad that just the thought of actually talking to a professional about it makes me feel physically sick. So quite often my headspace is just not good at all and if it’s alright enough to write, I’m gonna write stuff that I enjoy and isn’t exhausting. (it also gets worse during autumn/winter so that’s fun for now!)

9) My physical health is like really not the best either and especially in winter and especially lately I’ve barely had a day when I haven’t felt a little unwell so writing gets pushed aside and then when I am okay and write I have to prioritise and like I’ve said before, my priorities are/were fictober and ficmas

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