#you can tell i literally cropped out the stuff i didn't like in most of these lol

[parasolemn]

Creatures of wet slop. Grins

#disco elysium #sorry about the terrible formatting im trying not to take a thousand miles of screen space rn #thank you for liking my last post btw. I have one follower now !!! #(gonna wait til tomorrow to tag the characters its midnight and i need to sleep) #art dump #you can tell i literally cropped out the stuff i didn't like in most of these lol #parcark art tag #kim kitsuragi #acele berger #neha the dicemaker #lilienne carter #insulindian phasmid #physical instrument #the skills #harry du bois #well it may be nearly 5 weeks since i posted this but i got around to tagging the characters eventually so!

[shiny-jr]

To the soft yan vil simps, I offer this as tribute so my crops may be blessed and my rolls not shit - we've talked about a darling who continuously tried and failed to confess due to interruptions, but imagine how beyond elated vil would be if they actually succeeded, and not only succeeded, but went the extra mile in making it as romantic as they could

I wonder if he'd appreciate it more if the confession was in private too? Like to him, affirming that his darling cares most about his reaction, and not trying to appeal to a crowd for him, if that makes sense.

Warning: Soft yandere stuff. Gender-neutral reader. Smut? Not really though, just describing smooch scene (can you tell I rarely ever write these kinds of things)?

Characters: Vil Schoenheit.

Summary: Vil finally getting his kiss.

Note: SPEAKING ABOUT SHIT ROLLS. Did y'all know, I hate Cater now? I've literally wished over 120 times on his banner, and he refuses to come home. Apparently everyone else wants to come though. Because in the process of trying to get Halloween Cater, I got my second Halloween Jade, my second SSR Ruggie, my second Halloween Vil, and last night I got my first SSR Azul. Anyways I don't know what came over me but I had the urge to write this.

"Vil... I like you."

There it was. The words he longed to come from your lips, said directly to him. For a moment, he froze. And he never froze. He had expertly handled countless confessions before, all with rejection. And yet here he was, like a deer in the headlights, feeling heat creep up his neck and settle onto his cheeks in the form of a furious blush.

These weren't just any words. Sometimes, an "I like you" could simply be brushed off as something akin to "I enjoy your company" or "I like our current platonic relationship." But this wasn't like that, oh no. You had secluded him purposefully for the sole reason of confessing romantic feelings. It wasn't extravagant, which was fine by him. But your intention was clear, and so were your sincere actions by gifting him a bouquet of dark red roses which you must've picked yourself from the botanical garden, judging by the condition of the blossoms.

Of course, he could've sped up this process by confessing to you himself once he realized you liked him romantically. He realized a few weeks ago. But, he was much too prideful to immediately give in. But he was desperate for your love, so if he had have to wait any longer, well, he just might've gone through with his own confession to you out of desperation.

It took so long to get here though. He had to busy Rook and Epel with tasks so they didn't disturb the moment, make sure everything was just right, but also besides that. He had done so much before this event. Vil allowed Rook to frighten anyone who dared look at you oddly. The dorm leader made sure that all potential rivals stayed away, and he had his loyal huntsman and other discreet options of how to deal with them.

It was a good thing he was seated when you confessed, because his knees felt weak now. If he were standing, he most certainly would've risked toppling over like the first time he wore heels. His heart was beating erratically, and for once he was speechless. His throat felt dry as he gazed down at you, you nervously awaiting a response. Vil had it all planned out in his head. He would elegantly accept your confession, perhaps you'd embrace, and he'd invite you out to dinner. Well, that elegant acceptance was now out the window. He was so shocked, so elated, he knew this confession would happen but still, he couldn't get over it.

A desperate man acts on his needs, and so he did. You noticed the slightest tears appearing in his eyes as he gave out a breathy laugh of disbelief between a joyful smile. The next thing you knew, he practically flung himself at you, his upper body leaning over yours as he shifted in his seat on the wooden bench beside you. In an instant, his lips were on yours. They were soft, sweet, which was probably to be expected. Vil intensified the kiss, his body inching closer to yours so he was practically right up against you. It was as if he were dying, and you were his cure he needed. He tilted his head to angle the kiss just right, while one of his hands rubbed circles on your back, but it was firm enough to keep you in place extremely close to him. His other hand held your cheek, keeping your face in place.

You were beginning to get breathless, in need of oxygen. Vil, as much as he wished to continue, began to need air as well. That's when he pulled away, but you didn't even have enough time to say a word when he dove right back in for another kiss. And a third. And a fourth. And a fifth.

By the time it was over, you were completely dazed and stunned beyond words. There must be red lipsticks stains all over your mouth. Maybe your hair was a bit of a messy because by the third kiss he moved one of his hands to the top of your head, where his fingers played with your hair and his nails carefully scratched your scalp so it sent a shiver down your spine. Not to mention the intense heat caught in your cheeks. Vil finally stopped, but he stayed incredibly close.

The hand that had been on your back, was now on the bench, his fingers just over yours. And that hand that had been cupping your cheek, moved to your chin to tilt your head upwards.

Vil had an intense and pretty blush on his face, his lipstick smeared just a tiny bit. Miraculously, none of the makeup around his eyes had been messed up by the small amount of tears he shed moments ago. He smiled softly, enchanting eyes gazing at you with such obsessive love, as he murmured, "I've waited so long to do that."

#vil schoenheit #soft yan vil #yandere vil x reader #yandere vil schoenheit #twst vil #I feel so weird writing that???

[spontaneouskoopalingblog]

"Is something wrong with this time of year? I thought March was pretty cool... are there creepy creatures of the dark that come out at this time or something? It seems like switching sleeping spots is freaking you out..."

"I don't think he'll mind. He doesn't usually hang out with people anyway."

... (Oh crap he's sad, think of something...)

"I make jokes! Like that 'poem' I just made up! Laughing at the things that make you worried softens them up quite a bit. It truly is the best medicine. That's what works for me, anyway. Yeah."

"I can cut travel time by running. At my fastest, I would say I could go at around 60-70 mph. I could carry you, if you'd like, but I'll have to stop quite a few times in order to rest. I am also ok with just walking, but I still felt like presenting that alternate idea. As for where we go, after looking at the map, I think we can go clockwise toward sky land, counter-clockwise, or make a full circle and end at sky land (if we would like to visit all of the lands). I would like to see the other lands, but I think it would be fair to let you decide which lands we visit. You know this place much better than I do."

"That's the name my siblings call me sometimes! The one I just told you about! Wow. How can I be 'Rango', when 'Rango' is standing in front of me?"

"It's cozy and wormy and warm!"

Topper: "Oh golly... I don't know what to do... And I don't want Rango to be annoyed at me for continuing to beg him to stay... I-I guess I'll have to try sleeping without him for a change..."

"Um... Oh yeah, no, it has nothing to with animals coming out at night... (That happens at all times of the year-) It's... About my old job... When the nights get warmer, the Koopa Troop starts expanding their reach a bit... Some guards will stay by the castle, and others will go out into the northern areas of Sea, Grass, and... Forest Land. To make sure no threat gets even close to the castle while everyone's asleep. And... I fear that if I sleep outside while some of the guards are in this territory... They'll find me, and... Make me go back... Or they might even do stuff to me right then and there... I'm not exactly supposed to be here, you see... I didn't "quit" my job... I ran away..."

"... DO YOU WANNA KNOW HOW I GOT THESE SCARS? I'll give you a hint. They're from my war days! But I didn't get them from a war. ... That's as much as I'll tell you... Not even Rango has gotten to know any details! I just really hate talking about it..."

Rango: "And, y'know, Emar... I am honored to be an alternate version of you... You're just so nice!!!"

Spewart: "Anyway- Snow Land is really cold. But they have lots of cabins and buildings for us to go into if we plan to stay for a bit. It'd be a great place for us to take our first break. They have "Public Napping Benches" all over the place, because the local species sleep literally all the time. Also, every creature there is super tiny, fluffy, and incredibly friendly! Buuut, if cute, fluffy, tiny things aren't your cup of tea, then we can skip it... There isn't exactly a lot to do and see... At least, not for US, anyway."

"Grass is kinda boring. They do have the carnival as their main attraction, but I assume you wouldn't want to go there... Plus, Rango would be pissed if we went there without him. Grass Land's main thing is agriculture, so they got tons of fresh crops and really good food... But again, if you don't give a shit about that, we can skip it. It does happen to be our parents' burial ground...... So, I'd prefer not to stay..."

"Sea Land is a beach. It looks so small on the map, because most of it is... Sea. I've been told the underwater area is huge... It resembles something another dimension refers to as "The Lost City of Atlantis." We can't go down there, though... The diving suit rentals are hella expensive and the locals down there speak Greek. The ground area is available, however. It is, like I said, a beach. Very nice."

"And then, my second favorite territory: Mountain Land. There's the mountain ranges above, and the cave system down below. It's like two territories stacked on top of each other! I mainly want to head to the caves, because they have the best taverns in the kingdom... (And the ONLY taverns, to my knowledge!) I always go down there when I'm feeling down on my luck to drink my troubles away~! You can skip all the other places if you want, but we WILL be going there!!! I've been craving liquor for the past three hours thanks to you-know-who."

"After that, we should arrive in Sky Land... I already told you a bit about it, so you'll just have to wait to see it in person. To get up there, though, we have to walk up the famous Rainbow Bridge, which is always... LOADED with tourists!!!"

[innytoes]

3 Sentence prompts: Willexie + Thrift Shopping!

Just because they were kind of famous now, didn't mean Reggie wanted to give up on his favourite hobby. Listen, he'd gotten his most iconic outfit from the thrift store. Okay, it had been pretty much his only outfit for a while. But it had clearly worked, because Sunset Curve was topping the charts now and everyone thought he was really cool.

Another bonus to having one iconic outfit was he could just ditch the leather jacket and flannel for the day and be basically incognito. Not that a lot of old people at estate sales knew who he was, but he'd been recognised at a bunch of garage sales and it just felt wrong to try and haggle with someone who really just wanted his autograph.

"Tell me again why you dragged me out of bed at five in the morning to drive down to Pasadena to look at... old junk?" Alex whined, sipping on the giant coffee Reggie had gotten him along the way. He was dressed in one of Reggie's flannels, which honestly was kind of a little treat in and of itself. Reggie himself had stolen one of Bobby's shirts and Alex' denim jacket.

"Because it's fun?" Reggie asked. Alex did not look convinced. "Because we can get cool stuff for the house?" he tried again.

"We can get cool stuff for the house at literally every store we want now," Alex pointed out. Which was true, they had Money now. Of course their co-dependent asses still went and bought a house together like they always said they would. It was just... slightly closer to a mansion than the shitty apartments they'd been thinking of when they were seventeen and broke. "Luke and Bobby spent a couple of grand on a new sound system."

"It's not about the money," Reggie pouted. "It's about the thrill of the chase. It's about treasure hunting! It's about finding unique pieces nobody else has!"

Alex stared at him, unamused, obnoxiously slurping his coffee.

"Fine, you're here because you love me and because I need your big sexy muscles to help lift stuff into the truck if we find anything." He was hoping to find a cool coffee table, or a desk, and they could still use a nice dresser.

"Fine," Alex said, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "But if I find something cute, you're doing the haggling for me."

"Deal."

The morning went pretty well. They found some cool lamps, and a couple of nice hardcover science fiction books Reggie thought would look very mature and adult on their shelf. Reggie managed to haggle down on a really mature looking desk that would look great in their 'We're Real Adults Now' house, and Alex did use his sexy muscles to help get it onto the truck.

After a quick early lunch in town, they went to the next estate sale. They agreed to split up, since it was later in the day and they needed to be fast before all the good stuff was snapped up.

Except when Reggie rounded the corner, he saw Alex wasn't looking for a nice dresser or pretty trinkets. Alex was talking to a very hot, very cool guy in a crop top.

Reggie narrowed his eyes, going over. Alex beamed. "Hey babe!"

"Why are you flirting with the enemy?" Reggie hissed.

Alex groaned. "Not this again."

"Hey, Reggie," Willie beamed. "Great job on nabbing that desk at the Gilmore estate, I had my eye on that too. But you got here a little late. Do you want to see the heirloom patchwork blanket I scored? And I found this really cool dresser I'm going to paint..."

Reggie squinted at their rival, annoyed. He wanted a cool dresser. And the patchwork blanket folded over his arm looked really nice.

"I'm sure it will look really cool," he said, trying to keep the sulk out of his voice. He gave Alex another glare.

Alex just stared at him. "Maybe I was distracting Willie so you could be the first to notice those vintage comic books in the corner," he said, and Reggie gasped, running off and rifling through the box before Willie could get there.

"Aw man, low blow, Hotdog!" Willie complained.

"Yeah, I'm evil like that," Alex deadpanned, rolling his eyes at the two of them.

In the end, Reggie came away with some Spiderman and Hawkeye comics that were still missing from his collection, and a cute little side table they could paint a pretty pink for Alex. As they were finishing up and loading everything in the truck at the end of the day, Willie moseyed back over.

"Howdy," he said, tipping a cowboy hat Reggie had completely missed. He felt a stab of jealousy, not just for missing it but also because Willie looked unfairly hot like that. Then, Willie plopped the hat on Reggie's head. "We still on for dinner?"

"The burger place?" Reggie asked, leaning over to press a kiss to Willie's cheek.

Alex popped out of the truck. "Oh so now it's okay to flirt?" he asked, grumpy.

"Of course it is, Alex, it's four thirty," Reggie said, propping the cowboy hat on Alex' head. He did not look as sexy as Willie had, but he did look kind of cute. They should go on a horseback riding date, all three of them, sometime soon. He'd bring it up over dinner.

"Yeah, Hotdog, we're only mortal thrifting enemies between six and four," Willie agreed.

"You two are so weird," Alex complained, but he still climbed down to sit in the bed of the truck to receive kisses from both his boyfriends. And over dinner, he smiled indulgently as his two thrift-nerdy boyfriends compared notes and showed off pictures of the treasures they'd found.

#julie and the phantoms #reggiexalexxwillie #fanfic #I wrote a thing #AUs are awesome #willie is a reseller who also like fixes stuff up and refurbishes it #he probably has like a blog or something as well #reggie just really likes thrifting #alex is there to look pretty and keep Reggie from bringing home any taxidermy (so Bobby won't disown them) #and use his big sexy drummer muscles to help lift stuff #and to roll his eyes at both his boyfriends and their silly rivalry #lbr the sunset curve house is a mess between Luke refusing to give up his ancient couch #reggie's thrifting and Bobby's 'I'm going to buy designer furniture because I'm rich now fuck you' #meanwhile Alex just wants somewhere to sit that is comfortable and doesn't have bedbugs #poor guy probably went to like Ikea in self-defence

[tordsbeloved]

How about headcanons with Tori and Matilda (Ellsworld) with a s/o who cosplays?

Tori/Matilda x reader who likes to cosplay

tory can step on my istg if i was near them my gay ass would fold so easy and fast'

Tori

#1 Supporter!!

Tori is in love with the idea of her beautiful s/o cosplaying

she loves all the fandom cosplays you do

you have a tik tok account for your cosplays and you bet tori is in the comments looking at rude comments going off

and she fights the people who go "OUR s/o" or even "is your s/o single?"

tamara comments every once in a while to tease tori

they argue for such a long time

you need help

She even does your hair for you

And if you need a prop she's trying her hardest to make sure is absolutely perfect for you!

she goes to cons with you making sure your safe and no one is harassing you

if they do, holy shit a red storm is coming straight for them.

at most she would wear an cropped anime shirt

she would request some of her anime characters she thinks you would look amazing as

she's frothing at the mouth if you do agree to her request

she makes out with you when you dress up as her recommendations

Hypes you up!! LMAO

when you brought up why not have the both of you cosplay at a con she was excited about the idea!!

but she kinda seemed so insecure about it

you ofc reassured her.

when you bot

Matilda

Ahh the beauty and grace herself

she is literally so beautiful

anyways

you told her that your gonna be in you room just making stuff for fun

why you didn't tell her you did cosplay?

idk bro you tell me

well she went to her room with a missing hair curler and she didnt know where it went

she did know you both shared said object and went to go ask you

she walked into you room to ask if you knew where her hair curler was at and walked in on you hosting a live stream for how you style the wigs for you cosplays

she had a blank look on her face

she was literally so confused as she closed the door

you just looked at her as she closed the door and looked back at the camera and laughed

she then burst in all giddy and excited

"OMG BABE IS THIS FOR HOLLOWEEN"

the comments on the live where just laughing or "LMAOO"

everyone loved her bro

who wouldn't.

anyways

she then was sat down by you and you started to explain why you do this and its just for fun and not for Halloween

she still didn't get it but she did support you in this hobby

she honestly first thought that it was a thing in the LGBTQ+ community she wasn't aware of LMAO

months go by with her knowing and she ends up going live with you, and your fans love her

they say ya'll are 100% couple goals

she help you style the wigs and sometimes asks for her bestie tori to help with props and hair

you both went and she just ended up following you and the group

you both had a blast with the group

people asking for picture with you

asking how you made such a good cosplay

you where so tired on the way home, literally walking in almost dead

but when you both got home she was more than happy to help you out of it

when you both where finished and ready for bed

she kissed you while cuddling into you before saying how cut you hobby is and how much she thinks your so cute

#eddsworld #eddsworld matilda #eddsworld tori #eddsworld matilda x reader #eddsworld matilda x reader fluff #eddsworld tori x reader #x reader #eddsworld x reader #eddsworld x reader fluff #ellsworld #ellsworld matilda #ellsworld matilda x reader #ellsaworld matilda x reader #matilda ellsworld #tori ellsworld #tori #matilda #ew

[prianya]

>:00 I'm sorry that a lot of stressful stuff happened Pri; weekend is right around the corner though! I hope you're getting the rest you deserve this week with some sweet, well deserved MCC 24 (and the hopefully played Build Mart Remix) >:D!!

About your Tumblr tag problem, have you tried asking Tumblr support about it? 🤔 Initially I thought it may be something like a shadowban or something of your blog but some your post do show up in the tag like the Vex!Cub and Vex!Scar, so it's uh, the tag is pretty weird, I think. I'm sorry I can't really give any suggestions on it 😔

Lastly! If you need some suggestions on request, I sure have one! What about a Double Life Xisuma and reader? Both of them have been close 'friends' (coughs coughs, the theme of Xisuma silently pining seems to be popular so if you don't mind) during Hermitcraft and just so happens to get paired up in Double Life.

It's soft domestic moment where the first green-yellow life is spent normally and happily until maybe they get to red and some final death tragedy struck?

It can end in and angsty plot orr, it can end where both of them spawned back at Hermitcraft in the end. Maybe reader ended up going "Well that was fun while being in a relationship." And then just.. Ask if he wants to actually be in one with them?

- 🌻 (I'm sorry that this is confusing. I hope you have a great day/weekend though! Good luck!! :DD)

Re-living

Xisuma x Reader ▪︎ Romantic

Word Count ▪︎ 1,120 words

Summary ▪︎ A recount of your lives on Double Life, and a retelling of the end of them.

Note ▪︎ I've gotten some rest and I feel a lot better. I have actually talked to Tumblr support about it, but their solution was to ignore it. I think it might just be the tag. I unfortunately did not watch mcc, I was busy all day :( I hope you enjoy this, its a bit different from usual. You have a good day/night too, 🌻

It was originally your idea to sign up for Double Life, but Xisuma was benefiting from it. In the beginning, he was sure that he wouldn't be paired with you and assuming you would be paired with someone else, namely Scar or Grian. When he had found out he was your soulmate, he was elated. This was his opportunity, his way of getting even closer to you and eventually asking you to be his lover.

As soon as he was able, he suggested the idea of moving far away and building a house, just somewhere where the two of you could live in peace. You jumped at the idea, having always admired the simple domestic lifestyle others have. When you told Xisuma this, he melted inside. It was like the two of you were meant for eachother, literally. You were already soulmates, and now you wanted the same life as him.

The first few months on the Double Life server were simple and peaceful. You and Xisuma had began a farm, tending to larger crops and harvesting from a small garden near your house. You shared chores, and alternated who cooked on what days. It worked well for the two of you, and any time not spent in the garden or fields was spent together, cuddled up in a loveseat the two of you had built. With all the time you spent together, it was only a matter of time before the two of you slept in the same bed, sharing your nights as well as days.

About 4 months into staying on the server, you both had lost your first life. It was a simple accident, and you had fallen off of your roof after you slipped. You woke up in your bed, Xisuma beside you as he asked you if you were okay. You nodded tiredly, the fatigue of of the respawn settling on your bones. He lets you rest, tucking you into bed gently and telling you goodnight.

After that, Xisuma had become more protective. He took over all jobs that were remotely dangerous, leaving you to harvest and plant in the garden and household chores that didn't include anything sharp. Despite the extra work, he hadn't struggled at all, leaving you no need to pick up the slack. You had more time after that, and most of it was spent lounging after he had completely barred you from the fields.

It was many months before you lost your second life, having gone to visit Grian and Scar after they had complained about your isolation. To make a long story short, it had been a trap. It was a prank originally, but it had backfired and instead of sending you into a pool of cold water, it sent you into a lake under a thick sheet of ice. You had banged on the ice, screaming for help from the two who had gotten you into this mess. Apparently, the teleport function in the trap had broken and sent you underwater. This was a lie. You didn't want to admit it, but the 'prank' was not a prank. You respawned after that one with Xisuma panicking over your body, his helmet off and his hair a mess. Once he decided you were okay, he made you stay in bed for the next few days. You were still weak from the respawn, and your method of death had weakened your lungs from so much inhaled water. He took great care of you, only leaving to give a quick once-over of the crops in the field and pick up vegetables for you from the garden. You were just as domestic as before, even while on red. The only difference was the slight buzz under your skin, calling for revenge against Grian and Scar. You mostly ignored it, favoring to knit and read while bedridden.

Xisuma, on the other hand, had a harder time trying to control the longing for revenge. It was a constant for him. Anger wasn't a new emotion to him, but he had never seen this type of anger. Burning, wrathful anger, the type of anger that tears through servers and ends lives. This anger was explosive, acidic in his veins and left a bad taste in his mouth. This was the anger that made him kill.

When you had fallen asleep for your nap, he had acted. He left you a note, telling you not to worry and that he would be back in a day or two. He sought vengeance, and he made his way to Scar and Grian on a warpath. When he reached them, he killed them. It was easier than he thought, quickly finding the upper hand with Grian. The man was so much smaller than him. and it was easy to kill him.

The feeling of the blood on his hands burned. He was sickened, and appalled at what he had done. The guilt weighed heavy on his heart, his hands in his lap as he sat in the same loveseat the two of you had sat in days before. This is how you found him, blood shot eyes and blood stained skin, his armour already set aside at the door. You didn't ask, because some part of you already knew.

Your last lives were lost only a few weeks later, this time on purpose. You had been allowed back outside now that Xisuma was sure you were okay. You had been in the garden while Xisuma was deep within the fields, too far away to hear or call to. This was when he had been found. You didn't see who it was, just felt the piercing pain of phantom wounds and the slow, creeping feeling of cold that often comes with blood loss. Soon enough, you were sprawled out on the dirt, dying with no wounds. That's how you stayed for minutes, time passing so slowly it felt like hours. Finally, your eyes fell shut and you were at peace.

You woke up with a start in your bed in Hermitcraft, sweat on your brow and a name at the tip of your tongue. The feeling quickly passed, and you relaxed back into your bed. You stared at the wooden ceiling, tracing your eyes over every line and blemish in the wooden beams. You lay there for hours, not moving. Something was missing, you could feel the hole in your heart where it was.

Five hours into your solitude, someone knocked at your door. You got up sluggishly, taking your time to walk to tour door. Once you open it, Xisuma immediately wraps you in a hug. Something inside you tells you that this, this is what you were missing.

#hermitcraft x reader #xisuma x reader #xisumavoid x reader #double life au

[what-if-nct]

(you can reply to this one separately to the last post)

also omg i love your outfits! i’m also trying to grow my cute/kawaii and cosplay clothes to wear when going out, mostly so i could stand out in a crowd in cupsleeve events. i don’t usually wear those things!

one thing i really wanna try and pull off is the aliyahcore outfits. definitely one thing i’d do after surgery is to wear crop tops but i really love how the outfits makes you look kinda like a y2k video game character (idk if this is cringe to say or not lol) such as imvu or second life. i especially love the hello kitty outfits- (totally obsessed with sanrio stuff)

(oup here’s me rambling about sanrio)

my favourite character has to be my melody and cinnamoroll. my favourite cinna sibling has to definitely be no other than mocha. that is so damn obvious- i’m pretty sure every black/dark skinned sanrio obsessed person one they get to know about mocha would probably add her to their pfps because that’s the closest we may get to a official black sanrio character. she’s not really black, and i obviously understand why they picked mocha to be the way she is, but i just love her design to be dark skinned and has pink flowers instead of orange just because it “suits the complexion.” like- she describes me so well- and her birthday is 12 days after mine omgggggggggg

anywho- as you can see i REALLY love sanrio stuff- i even got my sister to go to artbox (a shop in london that sells sanrio, bt21 and other iconic kawaii toys such as pusheen) to buy me my christmas present and she got me a my melody blanket and a hello kitty calendar. i purposely didn’t tell her which character to give me as i wanted her to see the shop for herself. they literally have items in sections that it was so aesthetically pleasing, but i guess i didn’t think it through because it was almost empty (it was dec 24th) in which she had to ask someone who worked there for help, but she got it in the end. is it just me or learning about the story of how they purchased your presents are much more interesting than the item itself? like if you don’t tell me that you had to run into the store at 6am, push other customers, shove them to a nearby clothes rack, fought another customer over the last item, slamming them on the ground, paid to the cashier before realising you went over budget, paid the rest with the only cash you had, nearly ran over somebody because they tried to break into your car, just to be able to give me my present, i would most likely struggle to seem appreciative even though i am, but not sure how to express that. is it just me?

also, because i don’t gatekeep, here’s the address for artbox so you can go whenever you come to london!

44-46 shelton street, wc2h 9hz

nearest bus/train stations: convent gardens station (piccadilly line) holborn station (central line, piccadilly line) holborn station (stop n and p): 1, 59, 68, 91, 188, 243 kingsway/holborn station (stop m): 1, 59, 68, 91, 188, 243

for those who chooses to go the holborn route, if you see a boots store, that’s where you need to cross over and take the first turning on the right. if you see a cafe, go straight ahead, take a left then straight down again. it should be on your left. it should be on the maps, not sure why i’m telling the directions- i just wanna be a show off lol (also ignore the bus numbers with N in them. those ones run during the night and the shop closes at 7pm usually. also, idk what that X bus is doing there either. maybe that’s elon musk’s bus.)

Aww, Thank you. I love aliyahcore it's like 2000s fashion with rave elements. It's so cute. And over the top I love over the top fashion. My goal with styling is to have who I am inside shown through with how I look on the outside. Like what you see is exactly what you get. Like when I dressed "sexier" it didn't feel like me I looked cute but it felt like a costume. So definitely go for it when you're ready to. That is so true I love mocha she's so cute and when I first saw her I was like "me!!!" I'm such a Sanrio girly and so is my best friend us giving each other gifts is just us giving each other sanrio merchandise. I have so much sanrio stuff mainly my melody and a few little twin stars things. if little twin stars was easy to find id have more. Those are my fave Sanrio characters. But that's such a cute story for how your sister got your Christmas gift and I think it just adds more excitement and adventure to the gift. But I love "It reminded me of you" or "I thought of you" gifts like you were thinking about little ol me?! it makes me so happy. It could literally be a pink piece glass for 50 cents and I would cherish it forever cause it reminded someone of me. And that sounds like such a cute shop, thank you for address and directions. If Im ever in London I'll would make sure to stop buy.

[sonicnerd]

Wes x Priscilla + a few HC's

-I've never seen anyone ship the two before, therefore, I will consider myself the founder of this ship since there's no one else shipping them UwU

Wes HC's

He has glasses but doesn't were them cause he thinks it ruins his look

This teen is very tall and kinda skinny

Very good listener

Nothing can scare him!!! .... That's a lie, he has slight claustrophobia from being in the cave and it collapsing + a slight fear of the dark also cause of the cave

This teen will wear crop tops, and he will make it into a statement

The only reason he has so many crop tops is cause someone said that "boys can't look good in crop tops" and Wes proved the guy wrong

He's a red neck, western fok, cowboy person, whatever you wanna make of it

His dad showed him how to use a gun for hunting and his dad gave him a pocket knife with a dragon design

Has a secret sweet tooth that he tries to hide but since Cody and Frankie always have candy on them he always ask for one then by the end of the day he's had like 30 pieces of candy

Cuteness is he weakness, he'll tell Cody 'no' so they won't have to buy something but Cody makes a cute face and Wes gets defeated and buys it

Priscilla

Even though we don't know who her dad is, I think her dad is Russian (idk why, I just see it)

Her and Frankie are singing partners and sing at events

She's a bit nicer but still rude at times when it comes to certain things

She is the queen bee without a doubt

Even though her mom got arrested and is in jail, Priscilla can still live in her house cause her mom literally bought the house

She hates kids, and does anything to avoid them

Adores being complemented by everyone

This girl is like Mary Poppins, she has a small bag that can have everything you can imagine

She wants to be a fashion designer or a model when she's older

The most petty person your gonna meet

Wes x Priscilla HC's

Since Wes draws a lot, and we see that he can draw people, overtime he became better and drew a picture of Percilla and left it in her desk, the next day she found the drawing and didn't know who drew it, but she had to admit, it was a beautiful drawing

Even though Wes has confidence to do stuff, when he catches feeling he is the shyest person ever

Wes sings behind closed doors so if Priscilla ever wants to sing with him he has to be in a different room or he'll just freeze up

Both love fashion, Wes will draw up a dress design and Percilla will make and wear it

They don't really talk to each other when they were first introduced to one another and honestly hated seeing each other (cause they both had feelings for one another)

Wes is the golden retriever and Priscilla is the black cat

Priscilla almost never takes off her hat thing and the time she did to reset it, Wes saw how beautiful she was without it

Simple dates are Wes's style while expensive dates are Priscilla's style

They have that "opposites attract" feelings for eachother

Priscilla has ✨ mommy + daddy issues ✨ and Wes is the normal one

Note:

Priscilla didn't turn out exactly like how I wanted but Wes looks adorable, baby boy got a huge crush

@asmoteeth @sphnyspinspin @blueberry-cute-cat

Have a good day/night!

February 25/2023

#transformers #rescue bots #rescue bots academy #rba #rba wes #rb priscilla #wes x priscilla #priscilla x wes

[pokeglitchden]

[A VIDEO IS UPLOADED FROM A NEWSCAST DATED 7/9/23

Leading Kanto daytime news network, KNN's logo can be seen briefly before it pulls back to a daytime talk set up. Two reporters are seated behind a desk, Corey, a well dressed looking man in a blazer, and Diane, a platinum blonde woman with natural makeup and a wide smile.

Corey- And now for our top story this morning, we have footage of an exclusive interview with the man suspected to be behind the Glitch Pokemon rampage in Celedon City.

An image of �aver flashes on screen. The image has been cropped so that he is looking away, in an attempt to make him look more sinister.

Corey- Now I've gotta say, Diane, this really might be the most bizarre interview I've ever watched. What do you think?

Diane- You might be right Corey. I've seen a lot of interviews, but this guy seems pretty off the rails. Let's take a look.

The shot cuts to a scene from the interview. Renowned Hoennian Journalist Gabby Newsworthy. �aver's voice can be heard filtering in from a speaker. It sounds as if everything he says has a layer of static to it. As if being filtered by an old tape recorder.

Gabby- Today we have an exclusive interview with Aver, uh, do you have a last name?

�aver- I do not, actually. Also you can call me Zaver for the interview, I don't know if you can pronounce [sharp percussion sound]aver.

Gabby- For those of you out there who Don't know, Zaver's recently been accused of being the perpetrator behind the recent attack on Celadon City by the Glitch Pokémon, uh...

[there's the sound of a barely audible voice from off-screen, likely Ty]

3trainerpokedollarsign. We're here to get his side of the story.

�aver- I don't know, because I was literally in hoenn. I saw it on the news like everyone else and my friend Simon was calling to try to help while I was trying to help him help.

The interview cuts away, centering back on Diane and Corey once again.

Diane- So he can't give a last name. I mean, I don't know if that's a bad thing or not, you can't pronounce his first name anyway.

There is some laughter from both hosts.

Corey- But these are some serious charges Diane. I can't tell if it's brave or crazy. I mean he's claiming he wasn't even in the region when the attack went down, but we know it was his ID on the pokemon. The question is, what is going to make a story like that stick for him? What about this is going to clear his name?

Diane- Well Corey, we've got more clips, and I think the answer to those questions might be a shock to both you AND our viewers. Take a listen.

The cut returns to Gabby and �aver, much later in the interview.

Gabby- What about this Dr. Grant Emmerson? The one who appeared on the news. According to my research, which was all done perfectly legally by the way, there's not really evidence of him working for Silph beyond their PR team.

�aver- That is understandable because I seriously doubt Silph would want to be attached to Team Enigma in any way. I'll be honest, I think Team Enigma went rogue from them but I am starting to think Silph themselves didn't want this stuff to be happening.

Plus. He specifically runs the Team Enigma blog. I can say for certain I don't think anyone is safe from Team Enigma right now, actually.

Gabby- I've seen them around Rotomblr. They seem very opposed to Glitch Pokémon and Glitch City in general. They say they want to keep people safe.

�aver- So the literal first interaction glitch city had with team enigma is I spotted their base while remapping, stopped by to say hi, and they killed one of my pokemon and nearly killed me. I think that tells you a lot about how anti-glitch city they are...

Not to mention, they are not opposed to mass destruction to make whatever point they want to try to make. They've actually pulled a stunt similar to what happened in Kanto over in Glitch City. Destroyed the whole town...

Gabby- Skies above

�aver- this is a warning, don't trust team enig--

The interview cuts back to Diane and Corey once again. This time both are looking concerned.

Diane- Well that is all the footage we were able to see, unfortunately it looks like they lost connection and weren't able to finish their talk. What do you think about all that Corey.

Corey- Well Diane, I think he said it himself. That was a chilling way to end an interview. And to be honest, I didn't hear a lot of explaining going on there. It sounded like this was more of a Team Enigma hit piece. Those guys better watch out. It sounds like there might be a Three Trainer Poke Dollar coming to Saffron City pretty soon.

Diane- I think he said some pretty interesting things there Corey. Pointing out that a town from his region was attacked in a similar way. Is this a possible motive for revenge. Just what else is this "Zaver" not telling us about himself and about the region of Glitch City.

Corey- Well, Diane, Glitch City is still a big mystery to all of us. But the more we learn about it the more it seems like they've got a chip on their shoulder. If it wasn't this guy it's just as likely they're hiding someone else who does want to get back at our region. And unfortunately it sounds like the local government is willing to protect him for as long as possible. So far no law enforcement has been able to apprehend this suspected terrorist who is still at large. The question is, what's next?

Diane- I can't tell you that, Corey. But I do know we'll be keeping on top of this story as more unfolds. This has been KNN news, channel 8, Kanto. Back to you, Ari!

END OF BROADCAST]

So this isn't looking all that great. This was broadcasting in Kanto apparently just this morning.

We might need to be ready to make statements to the police if it's necessary. I'm really hoping not. I was hoping to have all of this solved sooner.

I don't think we should be doing any more public interviews for the time being...

-Simon

#glitch pkmn irl #pkmn irl #high stakes pokereality #team enigma return

[eldritchmochi]

A N T for that alphabet ask game

A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

okay uuuuh i mean, obviously shadowgast i have only written like 300k of it in the past few years. im also quite the fan of ashrym/dashrym and callowmore (tho i like my callowmore on the platonic side personally). i will happily make the dirt wizards kiss ANYONE i do have a widomauk fic in the works and i have an idea for a caleb/yussa fic percolating and theres that one porny art by newt with c3 era caleb paired with ashton and orym that im just :lasereyes: yes i will one day write something for it i stg. also fun fact my First Ship for cr was beauyasha like, ep one. i got like 30 seconds into their first interaction and immediately texted cherry at like two am like PLEASE TELL ME THEYRE A SHIP and lo, they were cannon fucking incredible

outside of cr.... stucky, my beloved, especially with skinny steve because i love that sickly twink; big brother hobie creating Situations for gwen and miles (its hard being wingman to two people when you want them to kiss each other and also theyre idiots); kylux, obvs; rey/finn/poe/rose in basically any combination (i wish i didnt have One Hyperfixation Only type adhd because i would LOVE to write my rey/finn/rose idea where rey and rose are mechanics and finn is having car trouble and then they double team him in the office dont ask me why they have straps in the filing cabinet this is pwp); with hs at one point i would literally randomly generate pwp ideas. i didn't often finish them but it was a good exercise especially in characterization but i was mostly read davekat, daverose, any combo of erisolkat, and davejohn because i fukken pavlov'd myself into liking the ship lmao

shit this is gonna get long here is a read more

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

hhhh i am so sorry if this sounds mean but the bulk of why i dont read a ton of cr fic when i was constantly devouring kylux fic largely boils down to two things

1. the technical stuff is eeh and 2. there is just not a ton of nuance in characterization or plot

both results in me being perpetually frustrated whenever i try to read most of what i open. theres been some gems!! theres also been a lot of stuff with promise where i can tell in a couple years the writer will knock it out of the park!!! but theres also a god awful amount where i'm just like that is not how dicks work lmao

i am sure a lot of that is because the cr fandom skews a lot younger than kylux (where folks are like 20-30 on average instead of 35-50 kinda younger) plus cr has a LOT of esl speakers compared to kylux whereas a TON of kyluxers have degrees in literature or library science, so like, it makes sense that there's a difference, but it still drive me bonkers that i cant just open a fic and read it without closing it halfway through because its too one note :I

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 

nope!! i am very ship and let ship in all regards. there are many things i enjoy (like short!essek or the idea that caleb would and probably has made out with all of his friends) that crop up repeatedly across my fic but i'm down for basically any good faith interpretation and i LOVE when someone writes a weird headcannon so well i have to steal it

there are many letters left of this ask meme if anyone else wants to send me a q!! pls enrich the mochi this is fun

#mochi rambles #mochi asks

[cadybear420]

My Top 3 Worst Choices LIs (this list is subject to later change or expansion)

🏅Honorable Mentions:

Nick from HFTH: He got on my nerves for the first part of the book, but at least he became more tolerable later.

Everett/Yvette from SB: Copy-paste emotionally closed off LI with copy-paste backstory of being betrayed by a shitty ex. But I didn't completely hate them or find them terrible.

Julian/Julia from SB: I liked them but they clearly just existed to be a "backup" for just in case we don't like Everett/Yvette. You could have removed them from the story and nothing would change.

Will from TCATF: I liked him as a character, but him being into Dom was completely out of nowhere and they clearly only added it in to have a token mlm romance in the trilogy.

Rory from HSS:CA: I liked them well enough, but they felt very lackluster as a character compared to Ajay and Skye, and to OG HSS's LIs. The other LIs in these trilogies all have some form of personal growth arc, but Rory just seemed to fall short of that. There was also really no need for the entirety of Book 1's conflict to revolve around MC's forced crush on Rory.

Logan from ROD: Of all the LIs they could have made the "main LI", why him? Why not Colt? Cause I remember a hell of a lot more about Colt's relevance to the Mercy Park Crew than I do that of Logan's. But to be fair it has been a long time since I last played.

🥉Third Place:

Reagan from Surrender.

Reagan acting predatory to MC, texting her a photo of a riding crop and "Have you been a good girl or do I need to punish you" within 10 minutes after first meeting her sours the story and the character.

That plus the fact that MC suddenly wanting to be a sub is completely out of nowhere (and also hypocritical on behalf of the writers who claim it wouldn't make sense for MC to want to dom right away), making a scene that can be read as Reagan coercing MC into BDSM and being a sub. Which just goes against the whole point of MC's story revolving around escaping a toxic spouse.

🥈Second Place:

Kit from Untameable.

I'm in the unpopular opinion in that I don't find most customizable LIs to be completely devoid of personality. But Kit is the literal textbook definition of "personality devoid customizable LI". The childhood backstory for MC, Kit, and Austin is incredibly weak and I have no idea why MC would be so into Kit.

And the story does a terrible job of trying to convince me that Kit is a player too. There are like two scenes ever where Kit gets swarmed by gals/guys but from what I can tell, Kit doesn't really care much about hooking up with any of them. People call the story wlm-coded but honestly the "high stakes" and "forbidden romance" is just so forced, it doesn't even matter how gender-coded the story is cause it will be nonsensical even if you play as wlm.

🥇First Place:

Bastien from Wolf Bride.

It's not so much for possessiveness and kidnapper behavior and him being all "herp derp MC and I are magically bonded we must do breeding". I mean, don't get me wrong, I fucking hate seeing these kinds of LIs pushed on us so much, but it's kinda what I expected from this kind of book (I mean, look at that cover). So I could just give it an eyeroll and a "Ugh this is such a cliche Twilight/romance YA novel trope", and not dwell on it so much.

But what really made me hate him was accusing Morgan of betraying the pack to help Sayre, despite being witness to Morgan calling out Sayre's abuse of her. And they try to excuse it with "Oh this is just how wolves get when they're both fighting over the same mate" ok sure, Bastien's still an asshole tho. And sure Morgan did shitty stuff too but at least it was addressed and she got a redemption/atonement.

#choices stories you play #choices #choices game #choices stories we play #choices stories we play fandom #pixelberry choices #pixelberry #pixelberry studios #choices app #cadybear's rankings #not even gonna bother tagging all the books

[lovecolibri]

SaL anon here friend, hoping you had a long, relaxing, holiday weekend!! Not a big Thanksgiving person myself, but I do like sleeping in. So tell me, should i start watching The Rookie, since it's a long wait after the mid season finale. Speaking of which, I'm mentally preparing for tomorrow, by which I mean bracing myself for some nonsense cliffhanger since they've literally set nothing up for any of the characters. Maybe the previews will change my mind, at least there's an actual fire??

Hello friend! We still had some of my mom's family in town from the wedding so that made Thanksgiving nice. I'm a big fan of food (especially the kind that results in leftovers), and lazy days relaxing and being cozy so that's always nice. We had my niece again though for almost a week and whooo boy does she tire me out. I also cannot get rid of this cough so I tried to do as little as possible, and mostly binged tv while working on a new crochet craft my office mate requested for a Christmas gift for her daughter and watching my room fall even further into disarray and disaster. We also tore out our living room carpet. Needless to say I do not feel rested and ready to go back into the office tomorrow! But I did get to have several nights of staying up late and sleeping in so that's always a plus for my night person brain.

As for The Rookie, it's good! Being cop-centric it's naturally a lot of copaganda, and a lot more "finding bad people doing bad things and chasing them down" and less of the "helpful" side of first responding we see with 911, but it does have a more hopeful bent than I was expecting, and quite a few moments of "they're not bad people just regular people who made a bad choice/had bad options". I was also prepared for Owen Strand levels of "main character screentime/storylines in what should be an ensemble show" syndrome with Nathan Fillion's character but it hasn't been too bad so far. Lots of female characters and so far I've enjoyed all of them. I'm bored with Tim's current LI because I'm already on the Lucy/Tim bandwagon, but I like the character and think she's interesting and have enjoyed her scenes (QUITE refreshing), and Nolan's LI storylines are also boring to me personally like Owen's were because I just find his love life to be the least interesting thing about him and prefer his screentime when it's looped in with the police stuff because it includes more of the main characters that way. That being said, I did like his LI's so far (almost done with season 2) and they were both involved enough in the things close to his job that they were able to be involved in main storylines going on. It's been enjoyable so far! It definitely hasn't struck the same chord as early 911 did since it's naturally a little darker in nature just due to the focus of the job (being called for crimes/solving crimes vs being called for rescue), and I haven't bonded to any of the characters as much as I did with the firefam, but I do really like all of the ensemble characters. Also it's been nice seeing threads being teased and storylines leading places and trauma being addressed right away instead of being forgotten about immediately and *maybe* cropping up later if we're lucky.

Speaking of all that mess, it's interesting that from what I can see, most of the buzz around 911 right now is about what is coming in the spring. Since the show has close out Hen's arc, and we know Buck's is dragging out for awhile and Madney's stuff has happened mostly off screen or been cut entirely, what are we even looking forward to for the finale? I said in the tags on another post that at least with s5 we were hoping for a Chim and/or Maddie cameo or at least phone conversation we got to see one side of (robbed), the BT breakup (ROBBED), and Eddie's breakdown that had been teased all season (partially robbed but at least the cliffhanger didn't come out of nowhere). But this season? Pretty much ANYTHING is going to feel like it came out of nowhere unless it's the start of the Buck breakdown because nothing else has been happening consistently enough to make sense. And even a Buck breakdown is a little out of the blue since he's been excited about the sperm donor thing since his talk with Hen and the firefam finding out was treated as a joke and there was zero follow-up in 6x08, and zero follow up on the "couch" thing OR Lev's death since those happened at the start of the season. Finding an issue with his sperm or issues with the couple COULD be something but given that it looks like the spring will have an opening disaster it's likely there won't be tons of follow-up until 6x12 and if we're lucky and get hurt Buck in the spring opening, then things *should* be about that and not the follow-up on the sperm thing anyway soooo 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

There's just like....NO direction for this season. Things are happening but having no impact, even when the potential for impact is RIGHT THERE, and instead of things being sprinkled into every episode it's like, ONE episode about a thing and then nothing for weeks. Hen's arc this season has been good, but with SEVEN main characters, you can't have only ONE of them having a clear direction their story is moving across NINE episodes. I guess we'll see tomorrow but on the bright side, as you said at least there's an actual fire AND we get the firefam in yellow wildfire turnouts with the added bonus of no Lone Star filter! Silver lining.

#my sweet nonnie friends #sleeping at last anon #911 #911 spoilers #firefam #the rookie #it's no early 911 but i'm definitely having a good time with it #OH!! but hopefully you saw in my other posts and nolan and lucy start the show together #which after ONLY seeing tim/lucy stuff was a SHOCK i tell you #but i think they handled it well and like 911 they are dramatic but it doesn't feel like they dial to 11 every time like grey's or whatever #not quite comfort show need to rewatch all the episodes still get chills at certain parts 911 level show #for me personally #but a good time and some funny moments and the occasional heartwarming or gut punching moments #i'd say give it a shot over hiatus! it'll be something to do at least! #also they know how to do cliffhangers!

[idontwanttospoiltheparty]

🛠️🤡🥺🧐🎶

Hey Tina thank you for the ask <3333333333

🛠 What tools/programs/apps do you use to write?

I use Scrivener (a paid app; it's a one-time purchase of about 50$, a bit less for students). I really like it because it lets me keep my entire WIP in one place while still separating it into parts that I can easily switch between. I can also have folders in a project that aren't a part of the draft which is where I put my large outline for instance.

(Spoiler-ish for ILTY chapter 3)

The window looks like this, and it's just really nice how I can have my chapter outline on the right to not lose sight of where I'm going and also with one click navigate to older chapters to double-check something to make sure I'm maintaining continuity lol. Also, I like that it's always showing me the word count (but MS Word has more recently added that feature, so). I'm just a lot more comfortable here than in Office tbh and like not having to deal with specific pages (though I can set it in page view, which I do sometimes to find out how many pages the whole story would be lol).

Also, one time I tried drawing a character arc overview on my iPad but I haven't really been using it in the end lol.

It looks like this (slight spoilers for ILTY chapters 4-8, I cropped out unpublished stuff; if you've read that far [and can read my handwriting], you'll notice I didn't actually incorporate all of these things lol)

Legend: Green is John, blue is Paul, purple is George, pink is Cyn, red is Ringo,* yellow is just actual dates with specific events, white is the relevant chapter title.

*based off their actual stated favourite colours (from those Beatles trading cards lmao). Feel bad about making Cyn pink; it's not cause Girl! it's cause it fit into my colour scheme LOL.

Anyways, as you can tell I am very normal about my fic writing sdfhdsfgklhdfsklgdfhskjldfs.

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

I'm probably the only one who finds this really funny but I love it when Paul explains music with word salad.

Also every time I write Jane literally NOT giving a shit about the John-centric plot, I almost can't deal. She's my comedienne.

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

I'm a huge softie for any type of tender interactions, especially with Julian tbh. I just like calm moments when characters just share a little moment and smile at each other. Even if the overall story gets very bleak I can't help but weave in a short scene like that from time to time, which to me feels very realistic. That's what Get Back is after all! 🥹🥹🥹

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

YES. I literally wasted my entire Friday morning commute trying to figure out the most minor of details about flights in the 60s. If I think it's verifiable, I will try to verify it and sometimes waste upwards of an hour on tiny trivialities. Worst time was when I was gonna describe Lennon-McCartney as going together "like cream and coffee" and tried to confirm they definitely actually liked coffee so that the comparison felt true to the atmosphere 😭😭😭

But I also like the extreme research because it kind of forces me to gain more knowledge about this band and their time period with regards to aspects I wouldn't think to research otherwise!

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

Sometimes! Usually I don't but it happens; I tend not to if I'm on the train cause there's already a lot of distracting stimuli going on, but I might at home. I'm often thinking about my current chapter's song and listening to it when I'm not actually writing, though. Each chapter is an entire mini musical phase tbh. So I've been listening a lot to the next chapter's song, which is [SPOILER, though you can figure it out if you look hard enough >:)].

#sorry for these novel-length answers; i love talking about the Writing Process #lol reading the outline in the screenshot over and realizing i typoed julian to julia #ask #faewong #fic

[thiserichann]

cookies and cream - lee jeno

reader x jeno

genre: smut, strangers to fuck buddies, humor if you squint hard enough

word count: 4k-ish

warnings: recklessness (she met with a stranger online, don’t do it kids) excessive lying, 18+ scenes that includes: oral (f receiving) face riding, soft dom!jeno?

This is merely a work of fiction and is not meant to hurt the image of Jeno and NCT. Again, don’t be as reckless as OP. This was just a fantasy of mine that I’ve been dying to get out of my system.

Holy fuck.

That's the only word that you've managed to utter when you decided to check your messages that morning.

You got bored in the middle of the class and decided to sneak a peek on your phone to pass the time. The class is recorded anyways so you can always just go back to the parts of the lessons that you've missed.

But holy fuck.

You never expected to see THAT so early in the morning.

"Miss Y/N?"

You snapped back to reality and stopped malfunctioning for a second when somebody called your name. Everyone including your professor remained quiet and all eyes are on you.

"Oh. Sir what’s the question again?"

You answered nervously as you tried to review your notes and backtrack on what he is discussing a few moments ago.

"I see that you're distracted in the middle of my class again. Mind sharing what you're occupied with?"

"Uhm. I was watching KPOP fancams, sir."

"Fancams won't get you into law school, Miss Y/N. Phones off please."

You tucked your phone back to your pocket and never picked it up again since. The professor started blabbering again but no information is being retained on your head. It stayed that way at your other classes.

You wished you were looking at some KPOP fancams earlier. You’ve watched fancams at class before and got away with it unscathed.

Oh no. It was a goddamn dick pic.

A good one, too.

It was from a guy that you met in a kink site a few days ago. You created the account out of boredom and expected nothing to come out from it. It’s all the flirting and sexting without all the unnecessary commitment

It only took you a few minutes to set up an account. For some privacy, you made a random birthdate and a random nickname, because like hell would you share your real information to these people. You also picked a racy picture of a lady that looked a bit like you and passed it off as your own.

Within minutes, your inbox is flooded with messages. Most of them, however, are from men who are old enough to be your father.

Well, you were bored, so you entertained everyone and then went on back to your boring, vanilla life. A few political history and theory books later, you went back to see which ones messaged you on the site.

And that's where you've met him.

The most gorgeous piece of meat alive.

He seems like a nice guy. He introduced himself as LJ and your age aren’t that far off from each other. LJ is the only one who actually engaged in conversation besides "want to fuck?" or "are you horny?"

As soon as you started messaging back and forth, you scrolled on his profile to see what he looks like. The only thing is, his profile looked a whole lot like those high fashion male underwear photoshoots.

It was an array topless pictures (presumably his, you just can’t be bothered to check if it is actually his). It featured his sculpted abs and biceps, cropped up all the way to his full lips. Despite not seeing his whole face, you knew very well that he’s a hunk. To say you were intrigued is an understatement.

Since then, you've been talking back and forth through Snapchat (your secret one because you're not stupid) and sent him actual pictures of yourself, completely omitting the face. You took one from your bed, your bathtub, and probably every part of your house that you felt is sexy enough to be included on the pics.

You can't tell him if it's him or the repressed sexual urges finally manifesting itself after more than a year of not getting laid, but every text to and from him made your heart race. It was something that you looked forward to every hour everyday.

Hours went by that you totally forgot leaving him on read. You climbed up to your bed to rest your back to the headboard and opened your unread messages.

You: Hey svlr. School stuff.

  He opened the chat and started typing right away.

  LJ: Oh good. I thought I did something wrong to upset you.

You: Not at all. I loved the pic by the way. It literally knocked my socks off.

LJ: Just the socks?

You: You can take the rest of it off yourself ;)

You scoffed. The flirty banter has always been there ever since you started talking but nothing really came out of it.

LJ: If only I could :(

You: I know. Covid’s a bitch.

You set your phone aside for a second to go to the bathroom. On your way, you picked up some snacks at the fridge and sat back down to your bed, only to find your phone blowing up.

LJ: If you're down maybe we could meet

LJ: It's totally fine if you don't want to

LJ: I just made it weird, didn't I?

LJ: I'm so sorry I brought it up in the first place

LJ: I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable

LJ: Hello?

LJ: I'm really sorry

You: Chill. I'm right here

You: I just went to the bathroom

LJ: Oh

You: I'd be lying if I said I don't want to meet you as well

You: Well... I wouldn't write off the idea

You: But with the Covid

LJ: Thoughts?

You: I don't think it's a great idea

The screen says Seen right at the bottom but it took him a couple more minutes before finally replying.

LJ: I understand

LJ: But in case you change your mind, I'll leave the time and place up to you

LJ: I’ll take care of the rest

LJ: Deal?

You: I'll sleep on it.

You: Speaking of sleep, I gotta go. Morning class.

LJ: Okay. I guess this is good night then

You didn't, in fact, talk to him the day after.

You'd be lying if you said that you didn't want to see him and his abs in real life. But as someone who overthinks a lot, you just can't shake off the risk.

You: Good night. Talk to you tomorrow.

What if he's not really the guy in the pics? Or he’s psycho in real life? What if he's infected the virus?

You sighed.

Why must some global pandemic ruin your sex life?

You waited until the end of the day before you finally replied to LJ. The last thing that he texted was a brief good morning from earlier in the day and nothing else. He’s actually a pretty sweet guy, totally not worth ghosting, and you actually liked talking to him as a friend that you can share your sentiments with.

With your guilt finally eating you up, you took a break from your assigned readings and sat back at your bed to rest for the day. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard for a minute, thinking of something to say to him. It took you a few tries before finally hitting the send button.

You: So, I thought about it

LJ: And?

You: I need to know I can trust you

LJ: Okay. How?

You: I don’t know. Send me a proof that you’re real. Get tested?

You: Is that fine with you?

Within a split second, he sent his reply.

He actually did it.

You couldn’t believe it but he actually did it.

LJ: Consider it done.

He got tested for physical, including the virus test, and passed with flying colors. He even sent you a vid of him inside a medical clinic.

He just sent the uncensored results this morning where you can clearly see his real name.

Lee Jeno.

LJ.

Seems legit.

Well, the uncreative nickname shouldn’t matter now because the results meant only one thing.

You’re gonna have to push through with your promise.

You got ready around noon that day. You can’t remember the last time that you actually got ready to meet someone that’s not a delivery guy or a relative passing on something to your family.

As someone who overthinks a lot, you actually got everything covered. You picked a place near a restaurant to eat. The police station is just a few blocks away just in case something happens, and right in front of a library…

“Where’re are you off to?”

You raised your backpack to show to your mother.

“I’m off to the library. I needed to get these renewed. Maybe pick up a novel or two.”

She looks at you from head to toe, eyeing that incredibly loose hoodie, faded denim jeans, some worn out sneakers that looked like it’s supposed to be thrown away years ago and a medical mask that covers about ¾ of your bare face. It’s just your usual attire whenever you go out for errands.

She just nodded and went back to watching her favorite soap opera.

“It’s nice that you’re out of your room for once. Take some cookies from the kitchen so you’ll have something to eat in case you get hungry.”

… as an alibi to get away from your strict parents.

As soon as you left the door and made sure that you’re out of sight, you found the nearest public toilet and grabbed a whole other outfit from your backpack. The hoodie is replaced by a white, ruffled see-through blouse and you ditched the jeans for a tight skirt that’s at least four inches above your knees. You tousled your hair a little bit and put on some powder and tiny hint of lipstick before putting your facemask back on again.

It’s been a while since you’ve done an elaborate scheme like this. Your skills got a little bit rusty, but they always work.

Sometimes you wonder if you’re really meant to be lawyer or a criminal instead.

You stepped out of the toilet and blended right back into society.

Now all you have to do is find wherever the hell LJ is.

Jeno sat anxiously as he waited for you right inside the café. He’s on his fourth cup of coffee but it didn’t do anything to calm his nerves down (geez I wonder why).

You: I’m almost at the café.

He’s been staring at his phone the whole time. Once he received your message, which is a pic of you in the bathroom after the outfit change, he almost choked on his drink.

This message sent him on a panic as he turned his camera on to see how he looked. He did some minor adjustments to his hair and he wiped off his eyeglasses clean with the sleeves of his hoodie (which did nothing for him by the way) and then casually sat down and played it off cool like he hasn’t been waiting for you for over an hour.

On your perspective, you walked inside the café and looked around for LJ. Fortunately, there was only guy inside the café, twiddling with his phone on his hands and as he kept on peeking through the glass windows as if he’s looking for someone.

From afar, he actually looked really cute. His appearance, a shy, nerdy dude with glasses, looked way off from the fuckboy image that you expected him to have in reference to the messages that you’ve been getting from him.

It’s always the quiet ones that are kinky. You should know, you are one.

You walked over to his table and tapped his shoulders to get his attention.

He froze for a moment before he finally managed to turn around and face you.

“You’re actually here.”

“I know. I’m just as surprised as you are.”

tap tap tap tap

The room is so quiet that the only thing you can hear is the sound of your heels tapping against the tiled floor. You can say that that is one of your observable annoying habits tapping your foot on the floor when you're a nervous wreck.

Sighing in retaliation, you removed your hoodie, fanning yourself as you tried to relax and get comfy on the hotel couch (which should be comfortable enough since you paid a shit ton of money on that room), switching the TV on to get your mind off of things. The lackluster array of shitty sitcoms didn’t distract you at all, but it instead reminded you of the reasons why you’re in that room in the first place.

Having nothing to do to pass the time, you paced back and forth in the room, finally sitting down once you realized that it looks way worse than you just tapping your foot. You folded your arms right across your chest, looking at the watch from time to time but the hands of the clock seem to be moving slower the more you stare at it.

Quarantine started almost a year ago and it's been very hard for you. Sexually. It's been almost a year since you've been touched by a man and you’re more than ready to jump on anyone’s dick at any this point,

Too bad that that dick is taking his sweet time in the bathroom.

tap tap tap tap

Your foot found its rhythm once again, only this time, you’re not nervous anymore. Your patience is wearing thin.

As if summoned by the constant tapping, the guy comes out of the bathroom, just casually drying himself while wearing nothing but the towel dangerously hanging on his waist and a boyish smile on his lips.

No biggie.

"Hey."

Suddenly, you’re not tapping anymore.

Head empty, just thoughts of a hot guy patting down a towel all over his toned body.

“I hope I didn’t make you wait for too long.”

He spoke, tossing aside the towel on his hands on the sofa, finally giving you a full view of him and all his glory.

You must admit, you’re skeptical at first. The guy that’s been sending you faceless thirst traps just days ago, telling you how he’d fuck you senseless looked a lot different from the guy who entered the hotel room just a moment ago.

He came in wearing those black oversized hoodies that did a great job in hiding his best features. His hair was a bit long for your taste, covering half of his face while the face mask hid the other.

But this man right here in front you, he’s Adonis.

You unconsciously bit your lower lip, earning a chuckle from the guy.

“I’m guessing that you’d like to start now?”

You nodded, the tension and awkwardness rendering you unable to speak.

He smiles as he takes the remote from you, turning off the television because the main show is about to start.

You started to tense up again, eyes wide as you realized that he’s now right beside you, wrapping his arms around you as soon as he sat down. He leans over, soft lips coming into contact with your exposed neck and shoulders, landing small pecks all over.

You sat there breathless as he slowly ran his fingers to the side of your thighs, tracing circles at it while giving small, reassuring kisses on your neck and shoulders. It’s as if he’s asking you for your consent, waiting for you to open up to him before he makes a move.

He got his answer when you turned around to face him, running your fingers into his cheeks before cupping his face, your lips finally touching his. He moved in the same pace as earlier, slow and calculating. You got a bit impatient once again, biting his lower lips gently to let him know that he can do more.

He grabbed you by the waist and successfully placed you on top of him. The kiss got even more sloppy as you ran your hands through nape, then into his soft locks. His hands travelled once again, finger running through legs again, stopping as soon as he reached the hem of your skirt, flipping it up to reveal the thin lace material that barely covered your core. You took that as initiative to remove the towel on his waist and grinded against his growing member, the friction and heat enough to earn a groan out of him.

He held your waist once again, firmly this time, halting your movement completely.

You broke away from the kiss, staring him in the eyes to read his face.

“Something wrong?”

“Hold tight.”

You were about to ask about what hold tight mean, but your arms cling unto him involuntarily as he lifts the both of you out of the sofa.

Jeno laid you gently in the bed, making sure not to break eye contact as he does so. He looked like he's about to eat you alive, which is enough to send flush to your cheeks.

“I would’ve loved to bend you over that sofa, but I think it’s just proper that our first time will be on the bed.”

"God. You're beautiful."

He then ran his fingers towards the thin fabric of your blouse, feeling every part of your torso like he's memorizing every detail of it. His hands then travelled in your chest, squeezing the swell of your breasts on each hand, fingers shaking as he does so. It felt like an artist admiring his delicate work of art.

He situated himself between your legs, taking a moment to admire you first before doing anything else.

He started to run his hand on your cleavage and stopped on the uppermost button of your blouse, taking his time to remove all of them and placing a kisses at the exposed skin. After all of the buttons are taken care of, you lifted your body up and slid off the fabric. Your black lacy bra finally made its appearance. You took the liberty of taking that off too, as slow and as you possibly can.

 Jeno just stared at your body in awe, breathing heavily as his eyes scanned your naked glory.

 "Gorgeous."

He said under this breath before leaning down to claim your lips once again. You're turned on by how much attention he's giving your body now. You're usually loud in bed but his gestures are making you bashful. You've never felt this beautiful before.

You can feel his hands trembling as it travels all over your body, his kisses getting even more needy. There was moans of satisfaction every time he would lick your lips. Jeno was kissing you like you were oxygen and he needed to breath.

His hands travelled south, running across your thigh and your now aching core. You're about to remove your skirt and underwear but he stopped your hands midway.

"Keep it."

He took your hands away from your skirt and placed them just above your head.

"Just sit there and relax baby. Let me treat you."

You did just like he told you and gave him full control of your body.

"Good girl."

His lips brushed your ears, whispering sweet nothings about how beautiful you are under him. His kisses then went down to your neck, using his tongue and teeth, marking everything he can get his mouth on with his saliva. Meanwhile, his hands finally touched you down there, massaging your still clothed wetness.

His middle and index finger felt your slit, moving it in swift motion in search for your clit.

"Oh my god. That's it."

You gasped as his fingers finally hit the right spot, tossing your head back as his fingers made circles at your bundle or nerves.

You opened your legs more, leaning on your arms on your back, head tossed back and eyes closed as you feel your impending orgasm.

He dipped his hand inside your underwear and collected some of your essence with his fingers. The mental picture of him licking his fingers deliciously is enough to get you off for weeks.

It didn't take long before he took your panties off and his ducked his head down. He opened your legs once again and licked one long stripe on your core, making sure to taste all of you. You sat there and watch as he hungrily takes all of you in his mouth, acting like your pussy is a full course meal and he's been starving for years.

Within moments, you've become a moaning, toe curled mess. You ran your fingers to his blonde hair, guiding him on how to move his tongue and fingers on you. At one point, he bit some of your sensitive skin, making you scream a string of curses under your breath.

"Stop stop stop."

You grab a fistful of his hair and he paused from what he was doing. You pushed him gently away from you, leaving him staring at you confusedly. The confusion didn't last long when you flipped your current position, you're now on top.

"Can I ride your face?"

At this point, you're bold and horny enough to use your words and ask him. He just nodded, sliding himself from underneath you and went back to eating you like a champ. You grabbed his hands and placed them across your chest, squeezing your breasts to send him a message. He was quick to pick up and followed suit, pinching your nipples right in between fingers while your ride his face to orgasm.

"Shit. I'm coming..."

  You writhed from above him as you come undone. Your body felt cold all over. Your eyes are ringing, feeling dizzy as you almost passed out while you bucked your hips a few more times to milk your release.

You didn’t have time to recover when you heard your phone ringing from outside. Your legs felt a little shaky and you almost tumbled and hit your head in the wall if Jeno didn’t help you get up. You  sat down on the floor, butt-ass naked as you frantically searched for your phone from under all of your stuff before you finally pressed the answer button.

“Yes mom?”

“Where have you been? Your father’s been looking for you at the library. He’s picking you up on your way home.”

You buried your head on the couch to shake off the buzzing feeling on your head. You placed a pillow on your body while you searched for your discarded clothes all over the hotel room.

“Oh yeah. I went to the café and got something to eat. Tell Dad I’ll meet him outside the library.”

“Okay sweetie. Can you pick up some groceries on your way back? I’ll text you the list.”

“Yeah mom. Bye.”

You breathe a sigh of relief as you started putting on the outfit that you wore when you left home.

“Where are you going?”

Jeno reluctantly got dressed as well, his shy demeanor came back as soon as he wore his glasses and fixed his hair.

“I got to go, Jeno. I’m sorry that I’m leaving in such a bad time…”

You went over to him and placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I promise to make it up to you next time, okay? I’d love to meet you again.”

You grabbed a paper bag from your backpack and handed it to him, waving as you bolted out the door.

After fixing his things, he sat down for a moment and took a quick peek inside the package that you left him.

It was a ziplock bag of full of cookies and a whole other treat.

You left him your two-piece lace lingerie.

To be continued.

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[itsadamcole]

but ... it’s valentine’s day

fem!reader x jon moxley

reader loves Valentine's Day, but Jon isn't the biggest fan of the holiday and he makes sure everyone knows that ...

word count: 2.2k+

warnings: kinda fluffy, public touching and a little teasing, smut

— we’re gonna ignore the fact that this is being posted almost 2 months late. okay? okay. —

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~ 18+ content below - read at your own risk ~

You walk back to your locker room after your match with Britt Baker. You're all sweaty and feel gross, even after you've wiped most of the sweat away. The match was for the number one contender's tournament, and you lost but you're happy for your best friend since she advanced, even if it was because she beat you.

The door closes behind you and you fall onto the little loveseat with a sigh. You close your eyes for a second, literally one second, when the door opens and you hear your boyfriend ask, "Why does everyone make a huge deal about Valentine's Day?"

"It's a day to show some extra love to your significant other," you say, closing your eyes again. "Balloons, chocolates, and romantic dates. You know, it's a thing."

Jon sits beside you and says, "I can give you balloons, chocolates, and romantic dates any day of the week."

You look over at him and say, "You haven't given me balloons or chocolates. Romantic dates, yes, but not the balloons or chocolates."

He blinks at you and says, "I don't have to give you balloons or chocolates. I give you the hottest sex you'll ever have, whenever you want."

"You do," you giggle. "Maybe I'd like some chocolates and balloons today though."

Your boyfriend moves closer to you and puts a hand on your thigh. "Or," he says, kissing your jaw. "I can just give you some hot sex again." A sigh escapes your lips and you smile.

Jon rubs your thigh a bit as you say, "I have to shower and I do want to at least do dinner tonight since it is Valentine's Day. Then after that, all the hot sex you want, baby."

He looks at you and asks, "Can I join you in the shower?"

"As long as you promise you won't try anything and actually let me shower," you tell him, standing up.

Jon nods and says, "I promise, baby."

He doesn't keep his promise. Not at all.

***

You get home after Jon turned a 20 minute shower into an hour-long shower. Dinner is very late because you had a match, and because of the long shower, but you still get dressed up to go out. You dress into a two piece red dress. The top is lacey, almost see through and has long sleeves. The neck dips low, revealing a lot of your cleavage, and it's cut like a crop top. It hugs your body. You know Jon will love that, especially since it reveals a decent amount. He'll also love the fact that the skirt is short and tight. You put on red heels and put your hair up in a high ponytail, adding some light makeup after. Not too much though.

Just so you can use it against Jon later, you don't wear any underwear. You're completely commando.

Jon waits downstairs for you. He sits on the couch and scrolls through his phone. You click into the living room and clear your throat. "Ready?" you ask.

Your boyfriend looks up from his phone and his eyes almost bug out of his head. "Damn, baby," he says. "I don't know if I can make it through dinner with you looking like that."

You walk over to him and stand behind him. He's looking back at you as you lean down, putting your hands on his shoulders. You say, "I have a surprise for you after dinner, but you have to be good. Okay?"

Jon says, "I can't promise you that. Look at what happened last time I promised you I wouldn't do anything."

"Touche," you giggle. "Come on. Dinner then sex, I promise."

Your boyfriend reluctantly gets up and leaves with you to go to dinner.

Both of you decided on the way home that you would just go to a nice place that wouldn't be completely booked since it's late on Valentine's Day. Most couples would be home by now so you're hopeful to get a table pretty quickly.

You do have to wait a little bit. You sit with Jon in the waiting area on a comfortable bench that's cushioned. Jon sits very close to you. You look over at Jon, saying, "You better not do anything, Jon. Or no present for you."

He holds his hands up and says, "I'm not doing anything to you, baby. I promise. See? Hands are up and I'm not touching you."

A smile forms on his lips and you shake your head, a smile forming on yours. "You are really testing it," you say.

"I'm not testing anything," he says. "But I still don't get romantic dates on Valentine's Day. I can take you out whenever you want to. Why couldn't we stay home and have sex or something."

You say, "Because Valentine's Day is about spending the day doing romantic stuff. Not about how hard you can fuck me, Jon. I know how hard you can fuck me and I've learned the hard way just how hard you can fuck me."

He snickers a bit and says, "You really couldn't walk for the rest of the day."

Laughing, you say, "I couldn't. That was your fault."

Jon smirks, proud of himself. You take his hand and rest your head on his shoulder.

Soon after, your name is called. A table is ready, and the hostess leads you to the table. Jon sits adjacent to you and you begin looking over the menu.

Younger couples surround you in the restaurant. The couple that are parents are probably home with their kids at this point.

A waitress comes up to you and Jon, saying, "Hi, my name is Andi and I'll be taking care of you tonight. What can I get y'all to drink?" She has a slight southern accent.

Jon says, "A bottle of your finest wine for the table, please."

"Anything for you, darlin'," the waitress says, writing down Jon's request. You blink at the waitress as she walks off.

You continue to look over the menu, trying to find something to eat. It's a fancy restaurant so there are steaks and there are pasta dishes. You're not really in the mood for anything specific.

The waitress comes back with a bottle of wine and two glasses. "Okay, what can I get y'all to eat?" she asks.

You say, "I'll have the broccoli chicken alfredo. Can I get some extra alfredo sauce on that please?"

She nods and asks, "And for you, handsome?"

That little comment made you a little angry, you won't lie. You stare at Jon and he says, "I'll take a 12 ounce sirloin steak with mushrooms and onions. And for the sides, I'd like a loaded baked potato and french fries."

He got french fries. He knows you love french fries and he knows you'll snack on them. A smile forms on your lips.

The waitress nods and walks off. You pout a bit at Jon.

"What's wrong, babe?" Jon asks, looking at you. "Are you feeling okay? Sore from your match?"

You say, "She was flirting with you."

Jon reaches out and tucks a piece of loose hair behind your ear before he says, "I didn't notice. My girlfriend is looking sexy right beside me."

Blood rushes to your cheeks, warming them. Jon laughs as you blush. "It's not funny," you say.

"You're cute," Jon says. "And I love you."

You smile a bit and say, "Okay, fine. I love you too."

He leans over and pecks your lips. When he pulls back, you lean into him and press a longer kiss to his lips. One of Jon's hands slip between your thighs under the table. You put your elbows on the table and put your head in your hands. You look at Jon as his fingers slip further up your skirt.

A soft gasp leaves your lips as Jon surprisingly discovers you're not wearing any underwear. A mischievous smirk forms on his lips. "You're leaving yourself vulnerable to me, Y/N," Jon starts.

"You are not fingering me in the middle of a restaurant," you loud whisper at him. "So help me, Moxley. No surprise for you."

Jon chuckles and he just plays with your clit under the table. You have bite your lip to stay quiet. You feel yourself getting more wet with every movement of his fingers. This goes on until your meals get to the table.

Both of you are very turned on at this point because of him teasing you and touching you under the table so after you're done eating, Jon pays the bill and quickly leaves with you. You get in the car, and Jon gets in too. He drives to your shared house. You've taken off your heels by this point so you can get inside quicker.

It takes about two seconds for Jon's lips to find yours as soon as the door is closed. He presses your back against the door as you start to unbutton the buttons on his nice button-up that he wore to dinner. He quickly sheds the shirt and it drops to the floor. Your tongue slides into his mouth.

Jon's hands are on your thighs before he picks you up. You wrap your legs around his waist as Jon walks into the living room. He drops you on your back on the couch, breaking the kiss. You sit up and undo the button on his pants. You can see the very obvious bulge in his boxers when you pull his pants down. You trace the print of his dick for a second before you pull the boxers down.

You gently begin to stroke his member. Jon sighs softly before grabbing a handful of your hair. "Be nice and suck it," he almost commands.

"I didn't hear a 'please'," you say, smirking.

Jon says, "The only time you'll hear the word 'please' tonight is when I'm fucking you and you beg me for more."

The dirty talk is definitely a turn on for you. You bite your lip and take his dick in your hand before you take him in your mouth. You begin bobbing your head, using your hand for what can't fit in your mouth. Jon's hand is still in your hair as he begins to thrust into your mouth.

You hum around him. You know that drives Jon crazy. Your hands are on his thighs and you grip a little bit. Jon grabs your ponytail and tilts your head back after a moment, his member sliding out of your mouth. You stare up at him and wait for him to do something.

Jon takes off the top of your two piece dress before taking the skirt off. He smirks when he sees that you’re now completely naked. He knows you went completely commando under your dress.

“You’re so bad, Y/N,” Jon tells you.

You grab his wrists and pull him onto you. He braces himself on the back of the couch and looks at you. “I had to learn from someone, didn’t I?” you say innocently.

He pushes you onto your back and puts your legs over his shoulders. “I know you learned from me, Y/N,” he says.

A smile forms on your lips as Jon lines himself up with your entrance. Without warning, he slams into you. It’s not as painful as it used to be because he almost always starts out like this when you have sex. You’ve gotten used to it, but it feels more pleasurable than painful.

“God, fuck,” you cuss. “Do it again.”

He listens to you and thrusts hard into you again. You moan out his name and grasp onto the couch cushions. Jon hovers above you as he begins to repeatedly slam into your core. Your moans are loud almost from the start.

Jon goes harder and harder every few thrusts. You gasp and moan. When he finds your g-spot, you scream, “Jon! Right there! Please don’t stop.”

Your moans and the sound of skin slapping fills the house. You grasp onto Jon’s arms, digging your nails into the skin as he fucks you.

A pit forms in your stomach and you know you’re close, but you still need to give Jon his Valentine’s Day present.

So, much to Jon’s surprise, you roll so you’re straddling his dick, which is still inside of him. Jon stares up at you and you begin to bounce up and down on his member. Your moans are loud and his hands are on your waist.

The pit in your stomach explodes without warning and you release around Jon, moaning his name. Jon cums inside of you, not wanting to dirty the couch cushions. You’re okay with it.

You collapse onto Jon’s chest. You bury your face in his neck and he wraps his arms around your shoulders. Both of you lay and catch your breaths.

“Best Valentine’s Day sex we’ve ever had,” Jon pants. “You need to top me more often, Y/N.”

A smirk forms on your lips and you say, “With pleasure.”

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[agentsoftie]

Sleepless Nights ( S.R ) p.2

summary: Y/N and Reid aren’t the most fond of each other. So what happens when sleep, have to share a bed, and get married?

pairing: Y/N x Spencer Reid

a/n: a/n: AHH okay so here it is! It’s my first au so it’s probably not the best. But big thanks to @anepiphany! Ani baby none of this would be happening without you! Thank you for you tips and making me not go insane! Also pls tell me if I slept something wrong cuz like, your girl not the best when it comes to it. Also there will def be a loophole somewhere in my case and if you find one, just let it slide because life is filled with loopholes ❤️ also this is gonna be a two parter! ( this is the second part )

warnings: mentions of a case, angst and blood (the smallest amount), fluff really though

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“So today happened,” you say while you got into bed.

Yeah, today happened. So, I guess we're gonna do this thing huh,”

Wait, is he asking me out? you think to yourself. No dumbass of course he isn't. He's talking about the event thing. you say to yourself mentally. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“So, sleep huh.” He asked awkwardly.

“What?”

“You know, sleep. Like us, together. No, wait t-that came out wrong. I meant like we’re gonna sleep, but ike together on the same bed. But if you're not tired then we-” He got cut off by you when you grabbed his arm. Immediately he looked down at your hand and then up. He looked like he had just seen a ghost and gotten an A in a class you were failing at, at the same time.

“Breathe, just breathe. How ‘bout you take a shower huh.” You say in an airy voice while still holding onto his arm.

“Uh, okay. Yeah, a shower. That sounds good.” He said, forcing you to let go of his hand.

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It takes him 10 minutes to finish taking his shower. Tonight he comes out wearing another pair of basketball shorts and another tee. It really makes you wonder if all he goes to sleep in is a pair of shorts and a tee. Like really Reid come on. You have money, use it on some proper pj’s. Although you're one to argue wearing another pair of shorts and a loose crop top.

“You said last night that there was no hot water so it took you ten minutes, well this time there still was and it again still (italicize) took you ten minutes. Like what the fuck!”

“I'm not really one for hot water. But my statement last night still remains true, you took up the hot water.”

“ Reid, this is a hotel. They almost always have hot water running.”

“Okay well, I don’t care!”

“I thought you were supposed to be the smart one.”

“Ha, so you admit it!”

“Admit what?”

“That I’m smarter than you!”

“Well in certain areas, yes,” you said in an annoyed tone. He was smirking at your struggle for answering. “Ugh, can we just go to sleep.” You say not wanting to continue this conversation.

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You woke up to the sound of rain pouring outside. The skies were as gray as a child on a monday. You felt something on your stomach and to your surprise that feeling was a man known as Dr. Spencer freaking Reid. He was laying on you with his head right under your chin. You were holding his hand and your legs were intertwined with his again. You can't remember what happened last night to lead up to this, but what's done is done. The person you've been pining over for the last 3 years was here laying on you and looking like a fucking god.

Your phone started to ring causing him to wake up.

“Emily? Oh, okay yeah, I'll be there in 20.” She told you to go to the address that she had sent you. Saying to bring Reid with you to get your outfits for tonight. “Reid, come on we gotta go.” You say looking down at the art that was placed in front of you.

“No, I don't wanna leave. I just wanna sleep.” You had never seen this side to him before. So soft and sweet. Was the universe trying to make you fall for him? If so, then it was working.

“No come on, we have to get our outfits for tonight. We have to get ready and eat something. So come on, get up.” you say trying to get up but failing because he holds you back.

“No. sleep.” He mumbles half awake.

“Spencer, how ‘bout this. How about you sleep for a little until I take a shower and stuff. Then you can get up.”

“Okay, fine.” And with that he was out, leaving you go gaze over the literal form of perfection.

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“Y/L/N how long does it take to get changed?” Reid yelled.

“Oh will you shush!”

“Geez, no need to get so mean.”

“Iswear I will backhand you so hard if you don't shut up!” You say while walking out. And at the sight of seeing you he was speechless. Staring at you like you had something stuck in your teeth. “What?” You say looking down at your black floor length gown.

“No n-nothing. It's just-”

“Just what?”

“You look good in that dress.”

You looked down immediately after he said that fearing he would see the blush. He did. “Yeah well, you look good too.” you say while moving your hands after the redness was gone.

“I know.” He said, smirking causing you to make a sarcastic face.

“Okay, well we have to go now or Hotch will literally kill us.”

“You. He’ll kill you.” He says while walking out of the door.

“And you would just love that, wouldn't you.” You say following him out.

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“Reid, you have your gun?”Hotch askes.

“Yes.” He said.

“Wait, where should I put mine?” You ask while holding your gun.

“Oh, you see, you're not going to have one.” JJ says while taking your gun away slowly.

“Then what the hell am i going to use as self defence?”

“You're a badass, you'll figure it out.” Emily says suggestively.

“Damn straight.” You say smiling causing her and JJ to laugh. Reid was not impressed.

“Okay, these glasses have a secret video camera in them sending footage to Garcia once you turn it on. So whatever you do, don't take these off.” Hotch says while handing Reid a pair of glasses that match his suit. “And Y/L/N this is your “wedding ring.” It has a video camera in the diamond so try to keep your hand up and try to make it as visible to people as possible.” He says while handing you the ring.

“Okay you're married, so act like it!” Rossi says before you two leave.

“Yeah, you both better be so in love it makes someone sick.” Emily adds.

“Yes mom. Yes dad.” You say jokingly.

“Okay and before you go, here are your earpieces. And we’ll be near the building if anything happens.” JJ says.

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“Y/N, put your left hand on Spencer’s arm.” Garcia says through the earpiece. And you did exactly that. “Okay, now be affectionate.”

“Pen how should we do that.” You say while looking at Reid so it looked like you were talking to someone.

“I don't know? Spencer, kiss her.”

And then bam! Before you knew it, his lips were on yours. You didn't know how to react. He wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you in making the kiss even stronger. You then put your hands in his hair and pulled at it a little. And at that moment it was as if the world stopped. As if time froze and fireworks went off. And then all of a sudden he pulled away and you looked down.

“Cherry or Strawberry?” He asks as if nothing just happened.

“I uh- strawberry.”

“Pardon me, but I couldn't help but notice that beautiful ring.” Says a guy approaching you.

“Oh thank you! It's very gorgeous isn't it!”You say while looking down at the ring then bringing your hand up.

“But not as gorgeous as you honey.” Reid says while looking at you. Oh god the things he did to your heart.

“Oh, uh how rude of me not to introduce myself. Im Ryan. Ryan Carson.” He says while holding out his hand for both of you to shake.

“Im Y/N Reid and this is my husband Spencer Reid.” You say while shaking his hand after Reid, as always, refused to. Y/N Reid had a nice ring to it, although you would never change your last name. But it sure had a nice ring to it which both you and Reid noticed.

“How long?” Ryan asked.

“3 months.”I said.

“When did you know?”

“The first time she read me The Fault In Our Stars. It was 2 something in the morning and I couldn't sleep so she read it to me. And I just couldn't stop thinking that this is the girl I’m gonna marry.” Reid said. Although that of course never happened, your heart wanted to explode. Right after he said that you kissed him on the cheek. He immediately turned red, but you didn't say anything.

“Wow. That’s just, wow.” Ryan said.

“Guys I think this guy is our friend Thomas. Well not think, know. He looks exactly the same. So make sure to play into his tactics or whatever. Therapy must cost a lot for you sweet children.” Garcia says.

“You know, I’m gonna propose to my girlfriend soon. Would you two help me pick out a ring?”

“What do you think Spenny?” You ask in a joking tone. Spenny, that was one you never used. You liked it, did so did he.

“Well, I think that it’s an amazing idea baby.”

You could see the anger in his eyes. The anger you get before taking a life. You could see that all he wanted to do was end your lives right then and there. Honestly you two could go into acting if all this death gets too heavy for you.

“Great! Then follow me right this way.” He says while leading you to the elevator. The ride was fairly quick but the entire time Reid had his and around your waist pulling you close to him. Oh god the things you would do to have him.

“Here’s my room.” he says while gesturing to you two to go in first. You saw two chairs and then heard the door slam behind you. You jumped at the sound and turned around to see him standing there with a gun pointing that both of you. “You don't want your wife to die a painful death, go sit down on the chair.” And he did exactly that. “Now you too bitch.” he says while pointing the gun at you. And you did exactly what he said.

“What do you want!” You yell at him while he ties you up.

“I want your happiness to end. If I can't have it, then how can you?”

“The world doesn't revolve around you!” And then before you knew it there was blood coming from your arm and a door kicked open.

“Y/N!” Spencer yells.

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“I’m okay, really I’m fine.” You say to the paramedic wrapping your arm.

“No you’re not! You got shot!” Spencer says.

“Okay well how about I leave you two along for a bit huh.” And with that the paramedic was gone.

“Oh look, you scared the paramedic.” You say while throwing your hands in the air.

“Okay and you scared me.”

“Spencer, I got shot. It happens.”

“Yes Y/N I know but it could have hit an artery and make you bleed out. I could have lost you. Why dont see that. If you die who am I gonna mentaly torture, who am I gonna talk to my mom about, who am I gonna love? I've already lost so much, I can't lose you too. I love you.”

“You love me?”

And just like that he grabbed you and put his lips on yours. You immediately put your hands in his hair and pulled hard, he didn't care though. He pulled you closer to him, making you come back with 10 times more force than before. You pulled apart due to lack of oxygen and he put his head against yours after catching his breath.

“Does that answer your question?” He says softly.

This time you kiss him. Not as aggressive as last time though. This was a small, yet equally as meaningful kiss. “I love you too.”

“I fell in love the way you fall asleep; slowly then all at once” – John Green

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