#Anon💕

[thehighladywrites]

What are your favourite spicy twitter pages 👀? All the good ones get taken down 😫

😈😈😈

@/ pervy

@/ sinh

@/ httpslkunk

@/ wlwteehee

@/ silksapphic

@/ watchporn4eva

@/ softiieUwU

@/ sluttywh0r3

these are my favs💗

[dristisintheclouds]

What happens tomorrow? Something neat? 👀

I'm gifting my boyfriend the matching spiderman bracelet 💕

[jun-of-love]

Hi if ever you will read this but i saw this fanfic you written https://www.tumblr.com/jun-of-love/718945713628872704/heyyy-if-youre-open-for-requests-i-saw-this and i was thinking of a wonwoo version of it while he was gaming and he saw you if only you have a chance thank you so much

helloooo...firstly, thank you so much for sending in this request- i hope this meets your expectations. alsoo super sorry for posting this late- i was busy w my college applications and allat. hope you like this and don't hold back if you have more requests- i'll do them faster this time ❤😉

Times were hard, to say the least.

Not financially or anything, your basic needs were being met- you had a wonderful house you had bought together with your husband- who was himself a very loving and caring partner, you had enough money in your bank account to live comfortably for a few years, everything was going well.

Except for this little baby in your belly that was growing so big as though he was going to come out ready for Olympics wrestling.

The pregnancy hormones were driving you crazy. You were angry, sad, nauseous, frustrated, hungry- all at once, for at least ten hours a day. Your husband, Wonwoo, was as supportive as ever. He never complained, and was always at your back and call- despite having a demanding job himself. He would make it a point to call you every hour or two to check up on if you needed anything. He attended every doctor’s appointment with you, and took it upon himself to make sure you were doing everything as per the doctor’s instructions. You were so, so grateful to have him.

However, at this moment, he was pissing you off.

Wonwoo had taken some time off for himself to play video games with his college best-friends. Sure, he deserved it after spending all of his days and nights taking care of his pregnant wife. You understood and respected that, but it has been five hours since he has been glued to the damn screen, when originally he had promised to come back after three hours. You wanted him to have his time, really you did, but your belly cramped painfully and your back was throbbing. You cursed the timing, out of all days, your pain had to be especially bad today- the one day your husband took time for himself. You felt anger and frustration at his giggles coming from the other room, he seemed so blissfully unaware of your agony. But again, you knew it was not his fault, and he deserved some time to himself, plus you didn’t want to be the nagging frustrating deranged pregnant lady everyone hates.

You pushed yourself up from the bed, muffling your cries of pain with your hand. You made your way to the kitchen, hoping to find a medicine that would make you feel better. You took a few steps when suddenly, it felt like your stomach and back muscles gave out from the weight of the baby, tugging you down, making you fall on your knees. You yelled instinctively, and Wonwoo came out running- worry lacing his features.

“What’s wrong babe?” He asked, breathing heavily. “Should we go to the doctor? Scratch that- lets go to the doctor’s right now.”

Wonwoo looked so so concerned that it made you feel immediately guilty for being so angry at him. “I’m so sorry you had to leave your game,” you couldn’t help but sob, “I tried to take care of myself but-but- the baby got too heavy!” You clenched his shirt and let out tears of frustration.

“Y/N, babe, why would you apologize for needing me??? I’ll do anything and everything for you, you know that!” Warmth reflected from his eyes. “Plus, the guys were boring me anyway.”

You giggle at that. You try to get up with the help of his hand but no avail, your belly was too heavy. “Our baby is too heavy” you whined, “my back can’t keep up!”

Wonwoo puts his hand behind your back and knees, picking you up, bridal style- thank god for his strict gym regimen. He puts you back on your feet, and the next thing you know, both of his hands are under your belly pulling it up.

You cannot remember the last time you felt such a relief. Your back and body felt light, briefly free of all the stress. You close your eyes and enjoy the feeling-involuntarily laughing a little.

Wonwoo smiled. “Feels better?” He kisses your cheek lovingly.

“Amazing.” You breathe out.

“I’ll do this everyday if you want.”

“Oh, you have to!”

“Yes ma’am, especially since it’s my fault our y/nwoo is such a chonk.”

You laughed. “A chonk indeed.”

[pinacoladaz]

What app do u use for the puppy stickers I NEEEEED them 🩷

my love i was about to write you the most pathetic apology in history because i used the sticker only from the app to make fake chats and i didn't know how to find them any other way

at the last minute i thought of a way to solve it and I SOLVED IT 🎊

the puppy was originally from the facebook messaging catalog, his name is Beloni, you can search for png versions of him or download him from Pinterest! (his entire collection is there)

have a nice day ෆ

(edit: i found the sticker pack and i have it on WhatsApp! if anyone wants it, text me and i'll give you my number to give it to you😺)

[aurorawritestoescape]

girl, no pressure but when is the pt.6 i can't wait😩🫶🏻🫶🏻

I’d love to answer this question, lovely, but frankly I don’t know. It’s outlined and i have some things written down but I also have a few wips I wanna finish and post first. I really wanna share pt 6 so I promise I’ll try my best to give it to you as soon as possible❤️ Thank you for loving the series!😘💕

[slytherinbangchan]

Take your time as much as you need 💕 and hope everything get better soon ❤️‍🩹

For next chapter of kareshi okarishimasu just please upload which one you could finish first 🥹 I gladly read everything 😊

Thank you🥺💕 a lot happened but I'm feeling a bit better now~

I managed to work a bit on Kareshi Okarishimasu and I'm hoping I can update it soon^^

[loakstahni]

Wait am I tripping Lo’ak punches with his left hand first and then neteyam does it with his right in that video

You probably are right-😂

I'm directionally challenged so i just went with it-

[ophelieverse]

Girlll hiii I’ve missed you sm😭❤️❤️❤️

Hiii,i’m always here (when I’m not working) so feel free to talk to me anytime about anything you want🫶🏻❤️

[ominousmotion]

🍍🥝

🥝 Kiwi Fruit: I have a small crush on you…

🍍 Pineapple: We never talk, but I care about you!

Ooo thank you anon 🥰

[batsyforyou]

If you receive this, you make somebody happy! Go on anon and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up. if you get one back, even better!

Thank you so much! 💕

[rebpup]

how do you flirt?

stalking

[thehighladywrites]

what would bimbo reader wear? i need something to imagine when i read please🖤🖤

so this kinda style/vibe is what i have in mind when i write for bimbo reader!

[dristisintheclouds]

3, 17, 23

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

Cotton Candy

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

Black wedge sneakers, for work

23. strange habits?

I like to fall asleep to cave diving disaster videos

[jun-of-love]

Hiii can I pls request reader taking care of Jun when he’s sick and calls her in the middle of the night to come over and help him (like maybe he has a migraine or something) ❓💖

Such a cute prompt wow! Thanks a lot for sending in a request :) I'm gonna be honest I thought so much about this but I couldn't find an appropriate (and interesting!) way to write this for a long time. This is what I've come up with, I hope you like it <3

It’s 12 a.m.

You stare at your phone screen for the hundredth time this night. Your “good night <3” message has been left on delivered for 2 hours now. Granted, he didn’t have to reply- you were not dating or anything- just hanging out, or ‘in a situationship’, if you may. It’s been six months since you met him, as a creative director for his solo comeback. Ever since then you had been seeing each other, work and outside of it- and your best friend was of the opinion that your relationship should have been exclusive by now. She had a point, but relationships in the showbiz industry didn’t have the same rules as ordinary life, and even though it hurt you, you didn’t want to lose him. Your thoughts slowed down and felt yourself drifting off to sleep, your grip still tight on the phone, careful of any movement.

You were enjoying the bliss of your meaningless dreams when your phone suddenly started buzzing endlessly. It was 2 a.m., what kind of lunatic wanted to talk to you at this hour?

It was Wen Junhui.

You huddled up, clearing your throat as much as possible to bring out your most attractive sleepy voice ever. “Hello?” you whispered, imagining him clutching his heart and kicking his legs in excitement because you picked up the phone.

“Um, hello? Y/n?” You blushed, his hoarse voice sounded so sexy!

Wait, his voice was too hoarse…almost like he was sick?!

“Hey Jun, are you okay? You don’t sound too well.” You made no effort to hide how worried you were.

“Y/n I- I’m sorry I didn’t reply to your message-” He was concerned about that? “-I’m just down with terrible migraine and I can’t bear to look at screens.”

“Okay, it’s totally fine, you don’t even need to apologize for that,” you hear a groan from his side. Wow, he had to be in a lot of pain. “I’m coming over.” You declared, already packing up necessities. He didn’t have to say it, you already knew why he had called.

“I’ll see you then.” Hah, you thought, he was too sick to even politely decline as a courtesy. Not that you minded, but still.

You reach his place, pushing in his passcode like its everyday for you. It was pretty common for you to be at his place, but the context was totally different then.

“What happened to my little Junnie?” you hoped the joke would land, even if your audience member was writhing in pain right now.

Jun chuckled a little, turning towards you, wincing in the process. “I even canceled my late night practice today, this bitch of a migraine is not letting me live.”

You let out a laugh. This man is still in his jeans- how does he expect to feel better? “Did you take any medicine?”

“No.”

“Heat pads?”

“No.”

“Did you at least eat?”

“No.”

“You are stupid.” You sigh. “But you’re so lucky to have me.” You add sarcastically. “Change your clothes till the time I heat the porridge I’ve got you. You eat it and then take the medicine I give you okay?” Jun simply nodded, smiling slightly.

By the time you come back with his porridge and medicine, Jun had changed into his comfy pajamas. You avoided looking at him because if this guy got any cuter, you’ll probably buy him a ring and pop the question. You preferred to stay silent as he ate, because sound usually worsened his migraines, and you were not sure if your relationship was of the kind that your voice would be an exception to this.

“Why are you not talking?” Jun mumbled, his mouth full of porridge. You smiled, wiping a bit of porridge from the corner of his lips. “I know you prefer silence when you have migraines. Sounds make it worse right?”

“Yeah, but your voice is not a sound- it’s a voice and I like it- it is soothing and…..and, it makes me feel better.” He pouted.

Ah, why would he say that now?

“You’re sick, you should probably lie down now,” you try to change the subject, clearing up his bowl and water. You make him lie down, putting a cooling eye mask on his eyes. “This will make you feel better, I know your eyes hurt whenever you get migraines.”

The atmosphere was suddenly uncomfortable, it seemed like he had also grasped the meaning of what he had said. Did he regret it? Did he not mean it? You felt foolish, running around for someone in the middle of the night to take care of them, only to realize you probably like them way more than they like you.

“Y/n.”

“Hmm?”

“Thank you for not making me say it.”

“Say what?”

“That I wanted you to come over.” Jun whispers. “I wouldn’t have been able to ask you if you didn’t take the initiative.”

Why did that feel like a punch to the gut? “Uhm, you’re welcome I guess?” Your disappointment somehow made its way to your tone. You could tell, because he took his eye-mask off and sat upright.

“I’ve just been taking you so much for granted lately, I don’t think I would’ve had the conscience to ask you to do such a favor for me.” He took your hand in his. You tried to keep your face straight despite your nerves tingling hopelessly.

“It’s not a favo-”

“But you knew I won’t be able to ask this of you and you came here to take care of me, ” he cuts you off. “You’re such a lovely person y/n, I wish I had met you sooner.”

You don’t know what to say. You open and close your mouth, closely resembling a fish, but he doesn’t seem to notice it. “I like you Y/n.”

What’s that now?

“I like you so so much.” He continued. You felt a blush creeping up your neck towards your face. Jun looked at you hopefully. He brought up both of your hands and kissed them softly. “I’m sorry to bring it up in a moment like this, when there’s a literal shit-orchestra playing in my head, its 3.30 in the morning and I’m looking like a frazzled orangutan but this question cannot be delayed anymore,” He took a deep breath, “will you be my girlfriend?”

He was so dramatic, wow. You giggled a little, trying to hide how taken aback you were. “Sure, it will be my pleasure.” Jun’s face lit up as if Christmas had come early. He pulled you in for a big hug, burying his head in your neck. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to ask you this, but my perfect moment never seemed to come.”

You laugh, “Am I supposed to say something corny like, every moment is perfect with you?” You hear his chuckle. You pull away, making him lie down on the bed, putting his eye-mask back on. “C’mon you need to sleep now.” You say in your sternest voice possible.

“Wow, you’re so sexy,” he mumbles softly, “is it too early to say that I love you?”

“Shut up!”

[nessa007]

Ariel and Eric thinking about each other! 😭🥰 THE LITTLE MERMAID (2023) Dir. Rob Marshall

[demonic0angel]

"Jazz what happened? Your apartment has been trashed, you're not answering your phone, and you call me with an unknown number. Did you get kidnapped?"

"kinda sorta. Dont worry about it. Im with Red Hood."

"None of what you said is comforting nor reassuring."

Jazz hummed. "It's fine. Oh, I forgot to mention— it's a Code Beauty and the Beast: The Wolf scene."

There was silence on the other end. And then Danny said, "You've got to be fucking kidding me."

Jazz replied pleasantly, “I’m afraid not. Thanks for worrying about me, little brother! See you later!” She blew him a kiss through the phone and then hung up without another word, smiling.

“Thank you for letting me borrow your phone, Hood,” she said sweetly, batting her eyes.

Red Hood, from where he was awkwardly standing around and trying to not listen, coughed. “Uh. No problem.”

Jazz stood up and approached him. He froze like a caged rabbit in a room with a wolf. Jazz smiled again and said, “And I forgot to thank you for saving me, Hood. If you weren’t there… I wouldn’t know what could’ve happened to me.”

Red Hood coughed again. “J-Just doing my duty,” he said nervously as Jazz leaned in. She hugged his arm and beamed up at him as he stiffened into a board of wood. Honestly, she couldn’t really tell if he was enjoying it or not, so she made sure to keep her hold loose.

“Thank you again, Hood. I’m happy to be saved by a hero like you.”

Red Hood nodded jerkily. He didn’t pull away, his hand freezing in place. She blinked at him, keeping her height low.

At any other time, Jazz would’ve felt embarrassed by her own behavior, but when literally faced with the man of her dreams who was a hero, saved her, was strong with big muscles, and best of all, had a motorcycle like that of a bad boy, she literally could feel her body losing all of her self respect.

“Can I repay you?” She asked innocently. “I could buy you dinner.”

“Uh.”

“If not… maybe I can repay you in other ways? Please, I insist.”

Red Hood coughed again, rolling his shoulders subtly. Jazz let go of his arm immediately, but then in an unconscious movement, Red Hood grabbed her around the waist and drew her back in. He froze like a deer in headlights as Jazz inwardly pumped a fist in victory and outwardly went back to hugging his arm nonchalantly.

“Uh. Dinner is fine,” he said, his voice almost a croak.

Jazz beamed. “Oh. That’s great! Shall we go now?”

He nodded slowly and Jazz happily pulled him out of the safe house he had put her in to protect her after that strange attack. Supposedly from one of her rivals in Arkham Asylum? Well, she didn’t really care anyways, since she knew her friends and family could handle it. And she got a date with the man of her dreams!

Score!

She could already hear the complaints and wails of her siblings.