#i saw some anons and oooh boy...

[epickiya722]

It's just... *sighs*... to see people be upset with the ending because of ship reasons. "How dare Gege not give us what WE want with this ship! He hates the characters!"

Does Gege hate the characters or the ship goggles are clicked on and the characters are being looked at as nothing but ship material?

[hippopotamusdreamer]

Period Reds

genre. [F][C]

warnings. Talks about periods; as in MENSTRUAL CYCLES. No actual mentions of blood but it does talk about tampons, pads and cramps.

additional notes. Female! Reader | You/Your pronouns, reader is aged between Hyunjin and Han, includes all members of Stray Kids in some way, Lee Know as Minho

This was a request by an Anon!

Hope you don't mind that I tweaked it a bit!

pairing. OT8 x 9th member

w.c. 1.1K

synopsis. It's that time of the month again, so how do the boys handle it?

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Waking up, you knew that that day was going to be a problem.

You’d started your period yesterday. And as usual, Day 2 was always the worst for you. Everything felt twice as difficult. Lower back pain? Unbearable. Cramps? Unbearable. Overwhelming urge to not move? Unbearable in your line of work.

Not only did you have to waddle to the bathroom like some sort of deranged cowboy, but the ondol in the apartment stopped working at the beginning of month so your tootsies were cold. Your mother had always nagged that your cramps were worse because you were barefoot on the cold floor. You hated every second you were out of bed…

Not to mention your lower half needed a soak but the unfortunate thing about Korean bathrooms was that there was no tub. Just a double filtered showerhead attached to the sink.

At least the water heater worked…

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

After allowing the discomforts of this morning literally go down the drain, you found yourself holed up in one of Binnie’s pullovers. Not wanting to be confined to your room, you made your move. Fuzzy socks and house slippers on, you trudged your way to the living room, the plush couch calling your name. Everyone was out for the day besides Hyunjin since it was one of the rare days off.

Speaking of Hyunjin, the couch was where he found you not even fifteen minutes later of laying down. Half asleep and cozy with s Pochacco blanket that remained in the living room. The title song of some random Netflix show playing on the tv nearly lulling you to sleep.

As he dried his hair with a towel, he made his way to you. A pep in his step until he saw how your eyebrows remained furrowed. Kneeling by your head, he touched your forehead while calling out to you gently.

“Y/N-ah?”

“Mm?” you roused softly.

“You ok?”

“Mmhmm”

“You don’t feel warm, so you’re not sick…at least not yet.”

“’m not sick Hyunjinnie. My uterus is just mad at me for not being pregnant,” you mumbled.

“Oooh,” he says, already used to how casually you talked about your period with them. With that new information squared away, he took out his phone to message Minho.

‘We have a Code: Empty Nester’

Minho hyung: How is she?

‘Image.png sent’ Minho-hyung: Ah it’s day 2 Minho-hyung: Give me 20 minutes. I’ll be there soon. Minho-hyung: Message Felix too ‘Ok’ ‘Lix, we got a Code: Empty Nester’ Yongbokkie: Which day are we on? ‘2’ Yongbokkie: ‘2 ½ batches of extra fudge brownies coming up.’

Nodding to himself, he looked back towards you. You’d basically conked out on him, so he couldn’t ask you if you needed any of the American medicine you had. Instead he decided to do the next best thing.

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Minho and Han walked into the rapper dorm; hands loaded with groceries for the soup that he was going to make for you. You’d commented once that it had settled your stomach when he’d whipped it up the first couple of times during your period. So now it was basically a staple during these times.

They were rendered motionless immediately after taking off their outside shoes. Through the opening that lead inside the apartment, they were able to see you and Hyunjin asleep on the couch. Somehow Hyunjin had managed to wiggle himself behind you and had essentially koala wrapped himself around you. They silently chuckled as they walked past, careful not to make a sound. It was common knowledge amongst them that you got terrible sleep any time you got your period.

The two of you stayed asleep until the soup was just about ready for lunch. Felix and Jeongin walked through the door, each carrying a kimchi container filled with brownies. Smiling as they watched you stir, Felix handed over his container to the maknae and made his way towards you.

“Hey sleepyhead,” he greeted softly while cupping your cheek as he crouched in front of you.

You gave him a delirious smile in return, still in the process of waking up.

“You hungry?”

“I am,” the muffled voice of Hyunjin was heard from behind you. The two of you giggle as the lanky man detangled himself from you.

“Minho-hyung made your favorite-” the Aussie began.

“Soooup,” you cut him off with a croak.

“Haha, yeah soup. And I made brownies.”

“Extra fudge?”

“Of course, I’m not a monster.”

“You guys are the best,” you said with your best half asleep smile.

“Wanna get up?”

“Yeah, just give me a sec,”

The other thing about Korea was that tampons were not widely used in comparison to pads. So getting a box of 12 was not worth the price. Instead you had to wait for your friends and family back in America to send you a mega pack to keep over time. Which meant that you were able to feel everything shifting as you moved about.

Hyunjin helped you up slowly from your laid down positions. Occasionally having to stop every now and then. Until a sudden pain in your lower stomach had you take a breath in sharply. A few seconds of worried glances from the boys had you reassuring them that you were fine and that it happened every now and then.

“I’m gonna go freshen up first then meet everyone in the kitchen, ok?”

As you made your way to your bathroom, you heard Jeongin calling after you.

“Hyung said that him, Changbinnie-hyung, and Seungminnie-hyung were at the store picking up snacks for your stash. But then Sungminnie-hyung said that they were out of your chocolate covered sunflower seeds. They said they’ll be here in like 15 minutes.”

“Aww, tell them I said that’s ok and thank you!”

Phone in hand, you sat on the toilet. You couldn’t help but reflect as the sounds of the boys getting rowdy in the kitchen intensified. You were very appreciative of them and how far your relationship with each of them had come. How grateful you were for their understanding of you and your menstrual cycle. There have been plenty of childish men in your life that had tried to make you feel bad when talking about it but they were no longer worth your time.

Your guys certainly made everything easier to deal with.

You knew you’d gotten lost on your phone doom scrolling when a timid knock sounded from the door and Chan questioned if you were alright.

‘Uh-oh…’

“…I’ll be out in a sec!”

a/n. For my sake, 9th member will never be a different age than where she's at. Just to keep everything orderly.

Tag list: @elizalabs3

This in no way reflects the actual persons involved/based in this fic, nor their actual character. This is purely fiction.

© hippopotamusdreamer, est 2024. all rights reserved.

[thatonesonicfanfictionwriter]

There was an error with my request and idk if the last one sent or not so apologies 😭

Sonic and Shadow (separate) x reader who’s painfully oblivious to their advances and flirting, like they could say that they like them only for the reader to be like “great! I like you too!” And walk away, the reader does like them but is blind to flirting.

I just want to see them so deep in the friend zone, i love seeing them in pain(´∀｀)

Keep up the good work!

“How Can One Person Be So Oblivious?!” (Sonic Version)

Pairing: Sonic the Hedgehog x Oblivious Reader

Requested: Yes (by an anon, they requested two!)

Description: Sonic never thought someone could be this oblivious, and he knew Amy! (No offense to her, of course-) So why were you not accepting his advances?!

Notes: Oooh my first separate request! I’ll post the Sonic one first and the Shadow one after so you guys don’t have to scroll so much!

(Reader will be gender-neutral.)

(Not proof-read/beta-read.)

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Sonic the Hedgehog was not usually one to get frustrated.

But with you; Boy, were you frustrating!

You never picked up on his flirting attempts, saw any of his gifts as gifts from a friend, and you flirted back like it was a game!

So he had to try one last attempt; A genuine confession.

Not like what happened last time, where you walked away after he said he had liked you, saying, "I like you too, Sonic! Cya friend!" That one had stung-

But he was determined. He was Sonic the Hedgehog, the Blue Blur, the fastest thing alive! It’ll work this time, dangit!

And with that in mind, he set off, running to your favorite hangout spot, finding you there planting some flowers.

“Hey [Name]!” Sonic says, causing you to turn your head, smiling when you see him.

“Hi Sonic!” you say, waving at him.

“Do you have a moment?” Sonic asks.

“Just let me finish planting this flower,” you tell him.

Patting the flower down and covering it up with the dirt you dug up, you take your digging gloves off and set them aside. Sonic lets out a snicker.

“Were you wearing garden gloves over your regular gloves?” he asks.

“Yeah I was, so what?” you ask, faking being annoyed, a silly smirk on your face, causing Sonic to chuckle. “Anyway, what’d you wanna tell me?”

“Oh, uh, right. Er, how do I start this…” Sonic mutters. “You, um, remember how I said I liked you?”

You nod, tilting your head to the side, silently asking him to continue.

“Uh, well…I…” Sonic starts. “I…like you more than a friend, [Name].”

“Oh! So like a best friend?” you ask. “I thought we already were best friends?”

“MORE than a best friend!” Sonic says.

“…A super best friend?-”

“Y’know what, just- Get over here!”

“Wh-”

He cuts you off with a kiss on your lips, which you quickly reciprocate, him cupping your cheek.

You two break the kiss after a few seconds, staring into each other’s eyes.

“…So does this make us “friends with benefits” or-”

Sonic lets out a groan, causing you to burst out laughing.

“I’m joking, I’m joking! I love you too, ya dork!” you tell him.

“I’m the dork?! You never saw any of my signs!” Sonic says with a playful grin, jokingly shoving you, causing you to laugh again.

Neither of you could be happier.

…Though Sonic still wishes he had kissed you before.

Oh well!

[crazyyluvr]

Hello! I have a request if that's okay? Could you maybe do a James Potter x male!reader (with the reader being Ravenclaw) where they end up being partnered together in potions and afterwards James is like 'shit. I think I might be gay.'

Basically where the reader is his gay awakening haha

A Revelation in Potions (Not Through Amortentia, That's too Generic)

pairing: james potter x male!ravenclaw!reader

summary: in which James never knew men could be so attractive until he gets paired up with you in a Potions activity.

genre: fluff, gay awakening, crushing

wc: 2.1k

warning/s: cursing, reader is a little taller than james, he/him pronouns, gay panic, james is a lil shy here, potion nonsense that i made up on the spot, reader is good in potions, mention of boobs lmao

note: oooh, interesting request anon. i like it. i hope you enjoy!!

oneshot under the cut :: not edited :: part 1 | part 2

James Potter was dying.

No, not literally. But he did feel like he was literally dying.

This is what a painful death felt like, didn't it? The inability to properly take in air, the painful pounding of his racing heart, the stumble of his tongue as he tried and failed to properly speak.

On the contrary, James Potter was not just dying. He was dying of embarrassment.

Let's rewind a little bit for some context.

Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were stuck in the dungeons of a double Potions class together. As usual, James sat beside his friend Sirius Black, and as usual, they were noisy with sniggers and poorly muted whispers.

"Black, Potter, do you have something that you'd like to share?" Professor Slughorn called to the two boys sitting in the back after a wheeze from Sirius was too loud for the professor to ignore.

"No sir, we're — we're fine," James said, sounding slightly out if breath from containing his laughter at a joke Sirius had made. "Just a little hot in here, isn't it?"

Slughorn sighed. "It's less hot here in the front, Potter, so why don't you switch with Shelby here?"

The girl sitting beside you perked up at the mention of her name, looking back and blushing when she realized that she was going to be sitting beside Sirius Black.

"On the contrary sir, I think I feel slightly colder already," James grinned. "I'm fine with staying at the back."

"I insist, Potter," Slughorn held a strained smile, displaying the fact that James had no choice but to follow.

The boy sighed, giving Sirius an exaggerated mournful look before picking up his things and walking over to the now vacant seat in the front, messing up his hair along the way out of habit.

He set his things down beside his chair and slumped into it, sparing a glance at his new seatmate. "Hello. I guess you're stuck with me for today," James said quietly, not wanting to disrupt Slughorn's lesson again.

You turned to face him, giving him a small smile. "I guess so. Nice to meet you."

James nodded, and you looked away to jot down some notes as Slughorn wrote on the board.

James did a double take, his brain just processing the face he saw.

Woah, he's handsome.

He couldn't stop himself from looking at you again, taking in your features from the side; your focused eyes, your cheeks, your jawline, your lips.

James had to make himself blink twice to snap himself out of his trance. I'm straight. So what if he's handsome? I'm handsome too.

"Now that we're done with our lesson, you will use the rest of the period to brew a simple Sleeping Draught with your seatmate," Slughorn announced. "Go through your books for the procedure, and don't hesitate to ask me any questions you may have."

With a wave of his wand, a cauldron appeared on the side of each pair's table. "The ingredients are in the cupboard behind me," he continued, waving his wand once more to open the cupboard doors. "You may begin."

James went to stand up, but you put a hand on his shoulder to stop him. He looked at you and saw that you got to your feet. "I'll go get the ingredients. Can you partially fill the cauldron with water and heat it up please?" You asked.

"Uh — sure," James responded, making you smile and pat his shoulder twice before leaving with you Potions book in hand.

James stared after you, shook his head to focus. You gave him a task, and he had the weird goal to not let you down. He muttered “aguamenti” under his breath and water spilled out of the tip of his wand, filling the the cauldron. He flicked his wand upward to stop the flow once the water was halfway.

He ignited a fire under the cauldron and stayed standing over it, watching bubbles appear in the water.

“I’m back,” you greeted, gently putting down the ingredients on the empty part of their table.

James turned his head to look at you, his breath hitching when he noticed that you had a few inches over him, the top of his head reaching a little bit above your eyebrows.

He watched you pull the sleeves of your uniform upwards to your elbows, revealing your forearms. He swallowed with difficulty.

Get your head in the game, Potter, James thought, mentally slapping himself. He’s just a random boy from Ravenclaw whose taller than you and has really nice arms. Big deal.

“I’ll cut the ingredients up, you put them in the cauldron and follow the stirring. Is that okay?” You asked, giving him a glance before you put the ingredients on the cutting board in front of you.

“You’re doing an awful lot of work, huh?” James said, chuckling breathily, making you laugh slightly in response.

“Stirring properly and putting the ingredients in is also important, is it not?” You smiled teasingly, cutting the plant root with as much accuracy as possible.

He watched your fingers glide over the root and how the veins on the back of your palm popped to life when you gripped the knife.

Holy shit, James, control yourself, the messy-haired boy scolded himself. Think boobs. Boobs!

“Are you ready for the Quidditch match tomorrow?” You asked, attempting to break the semi-awkward silence between you two.

“Ah,” James remembered that Gryffindor had a match against Hufflepuff. In truth, he wasn't all that worried about it, since he's seen their Seeker and he isn't much (NO HATE ON HUFFLEPUFF, I LOVE HUFFLEPUFF <33).

"I think I'm ready," James said after a moment of silence. "I don't feel all that worried about it," he grinned, sending the boy a wink. Why he did that when he normally only did it to girls (with the exception of his own friend group) he had no idea why. I guess being with you made him full of even more surprises.

You rolled your eyes playfully at him. "Sure." You handed him the chopping board with your evenly cut plant roots on it. "Time for you to shine, Mister Potter. Pour it and stir it properly."

James took the board with an exaggerated bow. "It's my pleasure, good sir." He tossed the roots in the boiling cauldron almost carelessly, some of the water splashing onto the back of his hand.

You, who was supposed to be grinding some mineral to powder, immediately set down your mortar and pestle to check on the boy who winced in pain as the hot water made contact with his skin.

"Be careful!" You scolded, gently grabbing his hand and examining it. "It's not that bad of a burn, but we're gonna have to rinse it with warm water."

James nodded dumbly, the pain numbing slightly as soon as his hand made contact with yours.

Soft hands, he noted.

You dragged him over to the sink on the other side of the room and let the faucet run for a little while before guiding his hand under the running water, your focus blinding you from James's stare.

I'm straight. I'm straight. Straight as a wand.

"Does it hurt, Potter?"

"James," He answered absentmindedly.

"What?"

"Call me James. Not Potter."

You looked up, his big brown eyes staring at you behind round, silver-rimmed glasses. "Okay, James," he totally did not shiver at the sound of his first name rolling off your tongue, "does it hurt?"

James shook his head. "It feels way better now."

"Are you sure?" You questioned, brows creasing in concern.

"Yeah — yep, I'm fine," he answered, his eyes unblinking as he maintained eye contact with you despite his small stumble over his own words. "We can just continue brewing the potion, yeah?"

Which brings us to the present moment, where he felt like he was dying.

"Okay, as long as you're sure..." You said, not entirely convinced but letting it slide for now.

You pulled down your sleeve on one arm to use it to wipe the extra water that lingered on his hand before letting it go entirely. James was already missing the warmth.

"Let's head back," you said, checking your watch as you turned around to return to your table and to resume your tasks of preparing the ingredients.

Your work commenced in silence. Your potion was a little messed up from the lack of stirring and addition of the other ingredients, but it wasn't unsalvageable. You just added some bark and leaves to balance it out a little.

You hesitantly handed the ingredients to James, worried that he was going to hurt himself again, but this time he was gentle, smiling at you victoriously as if not getting burned again was an accomplishment — which it was, you guess.

"You're stirring too quickly, James," you said, laughing slightly at his somewhat aggressive stirring.

"It didn't say that speed mattered," he replied cheekily, continuing his ministrations.

You sighed, shaking your head slightly with a smile on your face as you took a step towards him and grabbed his stirring hand, the one that wasn't burned. James eyes widened a fraction at the contact, but said nothing.

"Slow down," you murmured, guiding his hand to a much slower pace compared to the one he had set moments before. "No need to rush."

James didn't reply, too busy trying to tame the redness of his cheeks. In order to guide him, you had to stand close behind him, your chest grazing his back and your breath fanning his ear and part of his neck. Goosebumps trailed over the skin that your hot breath caressed.

"'Stir clockwise until potion turns a light shade of blue,'" you read from the instructions in your book. "What do you think, James? Is our potion ready yet?" You hummed the question almost directly in his ear.

This damn man. No way is he not doing this on purpose.

"It — No, not yet," He said, mentally whacking himself in the back of his head for his stammering.

"Alright, we keep stirring then."

You could have let go of his hand already and let him stir on his own, but you didn't. You kept your hand over his, clutching it in a gentle grip, until your potion turned from purple into a light blue.

You smiled. James, for some reason, could feel that smile despite not seeing it. It tingled in the back of his brain.

"Okay, we're done."

You let go of his hand, moving to the side to grab a dropper and a vial. James pulled the stirrer out of the cauldron and set it aside, watching you collect some of your potion and putting it in the vial.

"The Sleeping Draught can be deadly in large amounts," you said, collecting more of the potion as a bit of your Ravenclaw brain slipped out. "If you take too much of it, your calming sleep will also turn into an endless one."

You put down the dropped and took a stopper to seal the vial. You looked up at James with a smile that James could only interpret as mischievous. "Everything can kill you if you have too much of it, don't you agree?"

You don't wait for him to reply before going to the front and placing your vial in the empty rack on Slughorn's table, holding a small conversation with Slughorn before returning to get your things.

"We can leave early," you informed James, grinning. You shouldered your bag and adjusted your blue tie to not choke you as much, the hot atmosphere of the Potions room getting to you a little. "See you around, James."

You left him staring at your back, mouth slightly open and eyes wide.

Sirius passed him to get some ingredients his partner forgot to retrieve earlier and noticed his dumbfounded expression. "You good, Prongs? What happened to your hand?" He asked, looking at James's hand as he raised it to ruffle his own hair.

"Pads," he said, his voice cracking slightly. "Pads, I think I'm in love."

"Huh?" He followed his best mate's gaze, catching a glimpse of your uniform before you disappeared completely. Sirius looked back at the bespectacled boy with a cheeky grin on his face.

"Nah mate, I think you just got your gay awakening. Welcome to the club, Prongs."

"Yeah..." James's eyes were still fixed on the doorway where you once were, before his eyes snapped to Sirius's when his words fully processed in his brain. "Wait, you're gay??"

Sirius shrugged. "I'd be disappointed in myself if I wasn't," he joked, clapping James on the back. "You got good taste for your first boy crush," Sirius said before leaving James to his unpacked things and his own thoughts.

Can't argue with Padfoot about that: I definitely got good taste in men for my first guy crush...

[mell0wjello]

oooh hello!!! i saw that your requests were open? i love your writing it's so nice and always makes me kick my legs and giggle wghsjsjsksk so i was wondering if you could write a cute fluff and maybe slightly steamy thing with poly adeuce and reader, where ace gets a lil bit jealous seeing reader and deuce making out and wants to have a turn too, or anything that involves sharing? it's okay if you're not comfy with poly, just separate hcs is also fine :3 kay thank youuu 🤍🤍🤍

ANON TYSMM <33 I've actually thought about writing some poly but i wasn't sure how to go about it. This is so helpfulll tyyy

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Ace arrived sulking to Heartslabyul. He had just spent his entire afternoon stuck in Trein's detention after he got caught dozing off in his class for the 3rd time this week. Detention was too long and too boring so the first thing he wanted to do was find you and Deuce, who barely got away. Ace peeked his head inside the lounge but surprisingly, no one was there save for a couple of other students. How about the kitchen? Trey was there, but Deuce and the prefect were not.

"Trey, have you seen Deuce or the prefect?" Ace asked his upperclassman

Trey looked up from the bowl of cream he was mixing in his hands and replied,

"Hmm," he murmured, trying to recall if he'd seen the pair of troublemakers around.

"I believe I saw them heading up to the rooms." Answered Trey with a smile. Ace's face lit up.

"Alright! Thanks, Trey!" Ace chirped happily

"Oh! By the way Ace, I've been meaning to ask, are you, the prefect, and Deuce-" Trey began, but Ace had already taken for the spiraling staircases. He could only sigh as he continued whipping the cream for the upcoming Unbirthday party.

Ace went up the stairs that led to the corridor. He looked inside his room but found that the pair he was looking for wasn't there. He walked over to Deuce's room and noticed that the door was open ever so slightly. Faint laughter and voices could be heard inside. Ace walked up to it suspiciously and peeked through the crack.

Ace could hear voices inside, it was Deuce and the Prefect! Ace decided to creak the door a little further so he could see what they were up to. Through his limited view, Ace could see two familiar figures were on the bed. Deuce was at the edge of the bed, lying down as the prefect peppered his neck and face in kisses, eliciting flustered but encouraging noises from the blue-haired boy. Were they having so much fun while he was holed up in detention all day? He deserved a fun time after such a boring day too.

A couple of knocks sounded on the door. Ace heard as the room quieted down, and a couple of footsteps approached the door. Soon, the Prefect's face popped out of the room. They looked around, but no one seemed to be there. As they were closing the door, they gasped as a pair of arms lifted them into the air. Ace was hiding in the corner and saw the perfect opportunity to surprise them. Ace leaned in to their bite their neck, making sure to make smug eye contact with Deuce who was startled on the bed. The Prefect jolted and demanded with weak authority,

"Ace! Put me down!" Ace laughed as he not-so gently threw them on the bed next to Deuce, who also protested with the Prefect.

“What? You guys were having fun without me, why shouldn’t I join in too?” Ace said, crawling onto the bed.

“Couldn’t you have barged in with a little more decency?” Asked Deuce, who was only slightly annoyed by Ace’s sudden entrance. Ace shook his head and spoke,

“That’s only half the fun! Seeing your reactions was totally worth it. Besides,” He leaned into the prefect sitting next to him,

“You were keeping them all to yourself”

“Oh, I see.” The perfect understood, leaning closer to the orange-haired boy.

“You’re jealous, aren’t you?” They said knowingly, causing Ace to completely lose his cocky facade.

Deuce joined in with the perfect,

“Is that why you’re acting up?” He flashed a lofty smile he had stolen from Ace

“No! I’m not-“ Ace was cut off by Deuce’s lips pressing up against his. He could feel a pair sneaking hands go around his waist to feel him up and down. On his ear, he could hear the Prefects voice whispering,

“If you were lonely, you could’ve told us”

Aces response was muffled and lost inside of Deuce’s throat.

“What was that?” The spade pulled away to let him answer

“I was not-“ Ace gasped as teeth sunk into his neck and sucked harshly. Deuce joined in too, kissing along his jaw.

Ace tried to formulate words, but all that escaped his mouth simply dug him a deeper hole.

“Don’t worry Ace,” the Prefect said, becoming more generous with their touch.

“We’ll make sure you feel plenty loved.”

[strawberrysands]

If you’re willing to, could you please write a blurb of Spencer Reid being cute and clingy to fem!reader while he’s drunk? Like they’re dating and the team goes out for drinks to celebrate a case or smth and Spencer is super hammered and being all clingy and loveydovey to reader? You’re writing is amazing and you seem super cool so tysmm❤️❤️

Drunk - a Spencer Reid blurb

A/n: hi anon! First of all, thank you so much!! You made my day 😭 <33 anddd i hope this is something along the lines of what you wanted, enjoy!

Pairing: spencer reid x reader

Word count: 500-ish

Warnings: talk about alcohol (everyone is above the legal drinking age), Spencer being a fluffy baby

"God, I'm so glad this case is finally over." Prentiss groaned.

"I second that." You said, taking another sip of your drink.

The case had been exhausting; you had to travel all the way to the west coast and the case lasted a full two weeks. Now, to celebrate, the team had decided to go for some drinks.

Spencer, who was already a bit tipsy, grabbed you hand and intertwined your fingers under the table. You offered him a soft smile and gently squeezed his hand, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. You forgot the fact that you were sitting at a table full of profilers so you looked confused when you saw everyone smile your way.

"What?" You asked, while Spencer stroked your hand with his thumb.

"Nothing." JJ said innocently, grinning at you.

"You and boy genius over there are being cute, that's all." Morgan said and you could feel your face heating up. Spencer couldn't handle the embarrassment and hid his face in your neck, groaning, which made the whole table say 'aww' at his reaction

"Anyone want a refill?" You offered in order to break the tensions, and everyone nodded, making you wonder how the hell you were gonna carry 7 drinks back to the table. Luckily, Spencer came to your aid.

"I'l come with." He offered with a sweet smile.

He wrapped an arm protectively around your waist on the way there, making you chuckle.

"I'm not going anywhere, Spence."

"Shut up." He grumbled, kissing the top of your head.

"Aren't they the cutest?" Garcia said, having watched the whole thing from the table.

"They sure are." Derek agreed, happy that his two best friends are so in love with each other.

You brought the drinks back to the table and took your seat next to Spencer again, who almost immediately put his hand on top of your thigh.

"Someone's clingy." You said quietly, nudging him.

"So?" He said with puppy eyes, kissing your cheek.

"Get a room, guys." Rossi joked at which he received Reid's middle finger. To further prove his point, he went full for your lips. The whole table groaned which made both you and Spencer smile into the kiss.

"So, when are we getting a baby genius?" Hotch asked smiling.

"Oooh, yes please! I love babies!" Garcia exclaimed, tipsy. "And you guys too!"

"Baby girl, you ship these two way too hard." Derek laughed.

You kind of zoned out of the conversation, feeling Spencer rest his head on your shoulder. You would never admit it to anyone, but you thought he was absolutely adorable when he was drunk. He made you feel ways you had never felt with anyone before. He made you feel safe, like you didn't have to pretend with him. You could just be who you were and not worry about it.

"I love you." He whispered into your neck, placing a kiss there.

You smiled and kissed the top of his head.

"I love you too, Spencie."

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A/n: reminder that you're loved and you're doing amazing!

[jaysswlvrr]

can we get bath sex with sunoo after a long and tiring day 🥺 like relaxing with him in the tub until you realise he’s hard so you help him out

OOOH I've been thinking about sunoo and what to make for him. But anyways...

This would be so so needy as both of you had a long day at work. Imagine just coming home, taking off your clothes and running hot water to have a calm bath with sunoo.

When you look down to see his dick had tripled in size. You ask him what happened and he needily said 'I couldn't help it when I saw you like this'. so you did the only thing you could and climbed onto the needy boy.

Slowly sinking into him, letting out a pornographic moan.

His dick filling you up so so good.

You bounce on him, slowly increasing you speed, also increasing his high pitched moans. You were both in another world, eyes forcefully closed, and bitten, swollen lips.

You bend down to needily kiss him, lips smashing together, hair sticking onto both of your faces. Eventually pulling out to get some air, pushing his neck to the side to print some love marks.

"fuck y/n 'm gonna cum!"

You let out one more moan before synchronizing your orgasm with his, as his dick his places it never had before, him cum shooting into you.

You get off him, only to kiss him again, hand roaming around his body to feel his soft, plum abs. You pull out and look at the water, a light white tint lurking in it. He looks at the water and then back at you,

"We better refill the water right?"

(Sorry if I didn't meet to your standards but I have textiles exams coming up for uni applications and I'm so so stressed) :(

ty anon for the idea<3

[12minuteairquoteactressairquote]

I did !!!!!! I watched that movie and didn't even pay.. they have it uploaded for free on some sites!

I watched borderline and honestly? It was so confusing.

The movie kicks off with Jack Nicholson’s sperm—aka his son—playing the stalker. He starts by stabbing Eric Dane’s character, who is left lying there, staring up at the sky like he’s contemplating all his life choices. Meanwhile, Jack Jr. runs through the house, messing with a bunch of ’90s pop star memorabilia before eventually calling the police on himself.

Fast-forward about six months, and now we see Sophia hanging out with a Dennis Rodman knockoff—excuse me, Devonte (cute, Jimmy… couldn’t call him Jamal without it being a little racist, huh?). They’re fiddling with a camera, asking “introspective” questions about music—if you can even call listing off songs from that era introspective.

Then, we check back in on Eric Dane’s character, who, despite surviving his stabbing, now spends his time talking about puzzles and reflecting on life choices. He heads home and gives his daughter a heartfelt speech about why he’s a security guard, because… sure, that’s relevant.

Meanwhile, Sophia goes clubbing with Dennis Rodman knockoff, comes home, and—boom—Eric Dane is there. Oh, and guess who else is back? Stalker Jack Jr., fresh out and ready for more chaos.

Then Sophia argues with Dennis Rodman knockoff, who acts all shocked when she basically confirms what’s been obvious: “What do you mean this white girl was just using me because it’s cool?” I hate that. She kicks him out after he says some stupid shit but somehow still can’t grasp why she doesn’t take him seriously.

Then Paul—aka Jack Nicholson’s sperm—shows up, hits her with a “let’s get married”, and introduces her to Pepe Le Pew from Portugal, who immediately makes it clear she wants in on this drama. She’s all “You’re not pretty,” and then is like “Let me go get your makeup.” But while she’s off doing that, Sophia gets out, preparing to defend herself, because she thinks Pepe Le Pew from Portugal is coming after her… but nope. It’s Dennis Rodman knockoff.

She, naturally, hits him with a guitar, thinking it’s Pepe, and then Pepe actually comes back. So Sophia picks up a bat, starts swinging like Roberto Clemente mid-game, but then—mid-swing—decides it’s time to have a Celine Dion moment, belting “It’s All Coming Back to Me Now.” Pepe tells her she’s flat (mind you, she was singing midrange, so like… what?). Then Pepe grabs a tambourine and starts throwing hands—literally throwing Sophia through a window.

Now they’re both fighting, they spray each other with lighter fluid, and then Pepe—for some bizarre reason— ask to lit on fire.

Samara character for some reason speaks in 3rd person and says “Sofia don’t light people on fire.”

At this point, I’m thinking… So does Sofia wanna die? ‘Cause who doesn’t light up a bitch that’s actively trying to kill them? But no, she doesn’t. Instead, she goes to get her Dennis Rodman-ass boy, tries calling the cops while doing that, and BOOM—Pepe Le Pew from Portugal comes back for round two.

they fight shove her into music booth and then pepe is all like oooh no and is happy but then is oh no and screaming in pain and that is all of her scenes..... in fact yall saw most of it... the only ones you didn't see is the one she uploaded on her story and her punching a priest and that's it.... i wuld say collective 12 mins is her time in the movie

SPOILERS!!!!!! DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T WANT THE MOVIE SPOILED!

Thanks anon. I read the script awhile ago and it sounded stupid. Aah mcsteamy. Iykyk. I wonder why he isn't being talked about but 12 minute actress is.

[cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut]

How happy I am to see you 🥰.

❤️‍🔥💌🏥 if you want for the ask game 🤗.

Ahh thank you so much, wonderful anon! I’m happy to see you too 💛

❤️‍🔥 When and where was TK and Carlos’ first time? Are you a Bathroom Blowjob™️ truther? Do you have a different take on how things happened?

I feel like this is a dull answer haha but I am indeed a Bathroom Blowjob truther! I just love the idea of the spontaneity of it, of neither one of them expecting it to happen when Carlos invites TK to dance. Their dancing just sparks such natural chemistry between them that the notion of sneaking to the bathroom together, while their friends and loved ones are still locked in on dancing, feels like something cosmic between them, an agreement made with pounding hearts and very few words. I also feel that Carlos is not usually a casual sex guy, so it’s an Event for him and he’s nervous and excited, already knowing there’s something about this guy. TK is better versed in casual sex, but cannot fully ignore that he feels something for Carlos not just in his jeans but also somewhere surprisingly deep in his chest.

💌 What was Carlos’ first crush on a boy? TK’s?

Oooh I love this question. I feel like Carlos’s first crush might have sparked instant confusion and guilt for him among the joy of it — one of his sisters’ boyfriends. He saw him a lot, the boy was good with younger kids and made an effort with Carlos. Carlos used to blush about this attention, used to stutter and smile and laugh at his antics. He liked when he came over, once got caught by his sister trying to style his hair like her boyfriend’s, and she made fun of him in a kindly sort of way, but Carlos felt like he’d been caught out for something deeper. He didn’t see the boy so much after he broke up with his sister, but the boy would always nod hello in passing, even though he never really stopped to chat. TK’s first crush was a boy in his year at school, when he was maybe six years old. The boy was new at school, and part of a family that travelled around a lot. Maybe his father was in the army. The boy was shy but friendly. TK had lots of friends and invited the boy to play with them. TK really liked looking at this boy, and playing games with him on the schoolyard, maybe even after school sometimes too. Maybe there was a little bit of jealousy when TK’s friends liked the boy so much that they took up a lot of his time, but they still played together a lot. Then one day, without warning, the boy was gone. He lingered in the classroom after school one day and asked his teacher where his friend had gone. They told TK that the boy’s family had had to relocate suddenly, due to his father’s job. TK ran outside to the spot where his mom always parked to collect him, and burst into tears in the car. Just imagine little TK, inconsolable, telling Gwyn that he’d liked that boy so much, just really really liked him. (God now I want to write a fic about TK and Carlos as adults running into their respective first crushes).

🏥 Let us finally solve the mystery of TK’s first coma. How did it happen? How serious was it?

Oooh so personally I like the idea that it may have had something to do with his path towards addiction. Maybe he was spending time with some friends who were good to him and fiercely loyal to each other, but could be reckless sometimes too. He was a teenager at this point, and they all went out for a drive, and ended up racing another car or just speeding for the hell of it and getting into an accident. TK was the most seriously injured of them all, and ended up in a coma for a few days. Then he became dependent on the pain pills during his recovery, which really made his typical teenage angst spiral into something more chronic and life altering. Maybe some of his friends were too guilty to speak to him after the accident, and others were still there for him but he was beginning to feel increasingly lonely and grey inside. Maybe his parents were arguing A LOT about how to “deal with him.” The effects of the pills blocked it all out, became his escape. When the doctors wouldn’t prescribe them anymore, TK was restless and anxious and prone to spiralling. He knew he needed something else, and he quickly learned how to find it.

I didn’t mean to turn all of these into potential fics but there we go! Thanks again, anon! 💛

[ultimatebottom69]

"Cain is clearly supposed to be a sort of mix of Malbonte (mysterious cold tragic backstory) and Lucifer"

Even if he did, Sasha fumbled the bag horribly. She clearly didn't understand the assignment. You tell me this guy is supposed to be like Mal & Luci combined and all I saw was an edgy emo guy w heavy dose of mommy issue. Even Dragan's backstory was a little more compelling than Cain's. Like what? Dude just absorbed his mom's & step brother's powers and ran straight to Baal's side bc he was mad mad? I'm sorry but the whole Cain & Abel drama makes Sasuke & Itachi feud looks more mature. Sasha forgot that Cain is like hundreds if not thousands years old yet he acts like a freaking teenager during peak puberty, after all those damn years! It makes sense he's still holding grudge but the way sasha framed the whole thing was very juvenile. Imagine losing to a shonen manga smh.

That's why I said "Supposed to" i didn't say it was successful. It's kind of like looking at a toddler making a ham (malbonte) and cheese (lucifer) sandwich but not knowing that the bread was the fundamental part or that the OG sandwiches had more then just ham or cheese in them.

I said Malbonte because Malbonte is kinda like just an (The Ham) emo boy especially if you don't romance him nor side with him, if you romance him or try to gain some friendship in HS2 you understand that he is just deeply traumatised and emotionally unvailable despite his best efforts so overall, he is evil but it stems from being misunderstood and mistreated his whole life even by his own parents. Hate the guy and how much wasted potential he is but overall an interesting character to explore.

(Cheese) Lucifer because well. Mommy issues go brrrrr. And Daddy issues (still waiting that Thank you from him when I killed his deadbeat dad but hey) and very big superiority complex (in HS1 at least in HS2 he is just well mopey dumbass) like bro is just a fuckboy with money because at home he is treated like dirt. Hate the guy for many reasons but i can't say he was badly written nor wasted potential. Alice exploited all the potential in that guy to the point where it's almost comical when she pulled up with "Oh his mom was trapped in a tower and suffer serious mental issues and of course she is a redhead" like girl i tried to not laugh at the reveal because that is some decision to do. Also his sudden dismissal of Austie which is funnier to me like he been banging her for centuries why is it now (even if you don't romance him) that he doesn't want her ?? Funniest shit i ever read overall.

And yes Anon i agree with everything you said about Cain, frankly the feud between Abel and Cain is genuinely stupid ? The more we dig into it the more I am like "Did Sasha even think about how a true conflict gets birthed cause that's not how it works." Especially the fact that Cain is the youngest which kills a lot of the whole "I feel guilty" to me. Abel is such a bland ass dumbass even in the flashback he is nothing but a momma boy if you truly sit to think about it. Like oooh the perfect boy. Ok girl that's just Dino with no moral compass which kills the whole purpose of Dino tbh.

For two fucking seasons. Cain was FORCING itself to be mysterious and shit trying very very badly to be a Malbonte 2.0 . His way of speaking is inspired by Malbonte early seasons clearly and the way he fights is inspired by Lucifer more hand-to-hand approach (and the occasionnal rare as fuck moments of pure snark) As someone who romanced neither nor romanced his ass this much is evident.

RC been trying to recreate Malbonte and Lucifer's hype for quite some time now (Astaroth I hate you by the way) Cain is just another fucker in the long failed tries list.

Also at least Itachi and Sasuke feud made sense because they both loved their family, had other things ongoing, like yeah the Shonen manga who is famous for losing his own plot is beating Cain's ass so badly it's embarassing to witness.

Well thank you for the anon ask about this very serious topic and I hope you have a great day !

[jgyapologism]

send a ship ask game xiyao chengyao and chengxian

oooh another one thank u!!

xiyao

my otp tbh. i mean, i wrote an entire fic series about an alternate universe where jgy lives, just so i could keep them together. i think that answers that question lmao. but no, like, you don't understand. these two are such a tragedy: they love each other so deeply, yet are kept apart by duty and circumstance, and lxc is someone who jgy is probably the most honest with - but he still withholds - and him withholding from lxc is the one thing that lxc cannot forgive. so when guanyin temple happens, and lxc finds out the truth, he feels betrayed and rejected and like everything between them was a lie and god, he thought that he knew jgy better than anyone else. he thought he was the exception. but jgy can't afford exceptions. can't afford to let anyone too close. experience has taught him to keep people within arm's distance but no closer than that and lxc had thought he was the exception but he wasn't. except that he was - in jgy's eyes - because jgy had never allowed himself to hope for love, to be loved, before lxc.

lxc wanted to know jgy - even the monster bits - but jgy thought he had to wear a mask in order to be loved by him. but lxc just wanted him, darkness and all.

chengyao

ohoho i mean, i love the concept of chengyao as like "two men who are bad at emotions are thrown together by force to help raise this child together" and i just, like to think that over the years, jc had grown to respect - maybe even admire - jgy for his resilience and persistence. b/c those are two traits that jc values highly - and he knows what it means to be resilient and persistent and to build something from scratch. so he admires jgy, and jgy grows to admire jc too, because he sees the way jc had rebuilt his sect from the ground up and how he holds his own against other sect leaders and - there might be a little bit of jealousy there.

so they respect one another, and they have this kid they have to raise together, so they do their best. and maybe jc thinks jl likes jgy better, so there's some hidden resentment, and maybe jgy thinks jc is too harsh on jl, so there's judgment. and they never see eye to eye, but they do their best - for jl.

but then guanyin temple happens and jgy puts the garrote around jl's neck - his own nephew - and jc loses every ounce of respect he has for jgy. even if all of his other atrocities didn't seal his fate - him using the garrote on jl did it for him.

but man. before all that - these two raising jl together?? peak comedy. 100/10 never getting over it. they are a small, broken family but jc and jgy are both tenacious as hell and like hell they're gonna let this boy suffer like they did. that's why jl is so spoiled rotten - b/c jgy and jc just can't stand to see him suffer.

chengxian

oh anon. you just opened the floodgates. what can i say about chengxian, the twin prides, the two brothers who have always been at odds, yet refusing to let each other go?

chengxian is the most tragic ship in the entire show. we watch jc and wwx grow up together. we see their brotherhood and their friendship. we see how loyal and dedicated and fond they are of one another. but we also see the cracks and fissures between them: the way jfm dotes on wwx and the parallel hatred yzy has for wwx; the way jc always felt responsible for wwx; the fact that jc may have been wwx's superior in title but everyone who saw them knew wwx was smarter and stronger ; and the resentment that dug its way inside jc's chest and made him bitter.

but jc had always thought - believed - that wwx would choose him over everything else - except maybe jyl - and he clung to their brotherhood like a lifeline. he thought wwx was his ride or die.

but then the wen's destroy the jiang sect. they kill jc's parents. and jc blames wwx for everything - but still, even then, he sacrifices himself to save wwx, and they tear out jc's core (and wwx saves him too late and sacrifices his own core to save jc but jc doesn't know this until years later and its too late and everything is festered and ugly between them) and the wen's throw wwx into the burial mounds and he thinks wwx is dead and that it was all for nothing.

wwx goes to the burial mounds - and that, that changes things entirely. it changes wwx, b/c now he's coreless and weak and he's had to survive.

and then they meet again - after jc spends months with someone he hates just looking for his brother, clinging to some shred of hope that he's still alive - and wwx is different. but they still try to act like everything is the same; that nothing has changed. except that everything has.

and then wwx chooses the wens. he chooses the wens - the very same sect who murdered their family - over jc. over family. and something inside jc finally breaks.

he gives up on wwx. gives up on their brotherhood. meanwhile wwx has been begging him to let him go this entire time. and he thinks wwx doesn't care when it's the farthest thing from it, because all wwx wants is for jc to rebuild his sect, and being associated with wwx will only destroy them.

but, these two are Class A noncommunicators. they sacrifice everything for each other time and time again, without any thought to what the other one wants, and if not for wn, wwx would have died holding onto the core secret (edit: hell, he fucking DID in his first life); just like jc will probably die without ever telling wwx that he was the one who distracted the wen guards. that he was the domino that led to all the broken things between them.

this...has gotten impossibly long. but i'll end with this: jc and wwx will never stop loving each other. beneath all of the layers of resentment and bitterness and hatred, there is brotherhood and love and care.

they may be too broken to be fixed in their entirety, but a broken vase can still be glued back together.

[kolbietheaggrievedwriter]

I might have a problem Cause- Cause Kolbie somehow this infected my dreams because I imagine the way me and Colin Stan nonnie met in this, was through one of the infamous book expeditions and nonnie was asking around for directions to the place where it was last saw ( it was an underwater dungeon. (thing?something) I took it upon myself as the guide because everyone else was laughing because why on earth would someone go through all the trouble and dangeous in the perilous place for a book of all things? but Nonnie had a determined look on their face that definitely wasn't going away anytime soon so might as well get some money while making sure this child doesn't perish- Shenanigans naturally ensue with the merchant family I imagine as I lead them

I finally breach the question on why would he go this for a book? after a particularly bad battle with a water serpent (thank god it wasn't a hydra those are annoying-)

To give it away" was the answer (a dreamy sort of expression rested on that face, a weird look in my au self's opinion )

???? (to the person I like! as the clarification when my confused face stares back)

Must be pretty special huh? I say after a pause (because romance confuses me IRL even if I like reading it)

Well he is a prince! was the reply (then proceeds to gush about Colin's characteristics while infodumping on his name, the country and Hey isn't that a couple thousand kilometers away what the fuck-) and I gotta lure him somehow so I'm gonna leverage everything I can get my hands on! Although I have to balance the expenses by being really good with the business since dad doesn't want big losses on expeditions-

I have this computer screen buffering/mentally blank expression on my face as I just nod every once in a while as Nonnie chatters on as we skedaddle back to town.

Because i'm stuck on the fact he came allllll this way for a boy,( a prince my mind chirps up absentmindedly)to give him a gift and he hasn't even met him in person yet-

(at least I get what being down bad means now)

...so I mull over this realization while observing this loving disaster of a person and come to a decision.

(an easy one when you don't have family roots in this place)

"Hey (nonnie) can you hire me?"

Because I want to get out of this town. Travel the world. Paint the landscape. Capture the brightest star I can see. (currently the brightest one I can see is still shining very bright in affection)

And also make sure this person (friend although I might not say it at the time) doesn't die on his world trip of love.

And the rest you can say is history as I follow around this person, being the grounding one as he flies this way and that for this strong ember of love he's had for quite a while

(TEN YEARS OF THIS AND COUNTING MY WORK IS NEVER DONE)

I am now attached and I ain't leaving buddy.

-🍿anon

P.S I am stuck in this hole and I don't think i'm leaving anytime soon. Kolbie i have a problem.

Oooh how interesting! Backstory 👀 The reasoning is very sweet haha

[bakawitch]

Okay, here's an idea for Pisces:

I know basically nothing about hungarian mythology except for an animation about a folktale I saw awhile ago where a boy has to fight the Fish King to win a princess's hand in marriage. I also happened to have seen that the Gemini title belongs to two people and since Pisces is also plural why not this too?

This is how the idea goes: a father/daughter duo who shares the same title. I'd imagine the father is some sort of mythical Fish King from Regelye and that he had a wife at one point who was killed by gods after giving birth to their daughter. So he joined the House of Augury to keep his daughter safe. Combat wise they would probably work similar to Svarog and Clara.

Oooh yes I see the vision too well, this is too perfect orz

Pisces

Code Name: The Fishermen

Real Names: Fodor & Margit (meaning ripple and meaning pearl)

Origin: Regelye

Vision: Nepho

Weapon: Catalyst

Statures: Tall Male and Short Female

I already have their story in mind. Thank you for the suggestion, anon!

Still got: Aries, Taurus, Cancer, Libra, Sagittarius, Capricorn, and Aquarius for Herald suggestions

[eldritch-spouse]

Hi Pinnie. I discovered your page since year and I love it especially your version of hell and it's 7 circles. Some other versions.... Ehh especially since I'm playing Obey Me.

Oooh, you're a survivor in this here smut swamp- Congratulations. 🫡

Anon, I'm going to be very real, I'm pulling rabbits out of my ass as we go. I have an outline of how Hell/Perdition is, and I'm picking around it. I want it to be somewhere between funny and unique. I'm happy you find it cool though!

I also don't wish to shit on anyone who plays Obey Me (because who am I to talk, right?), but I was so disappointed when I saw those little boys on my screen- The concept is so nice but I could never get into it ever because they're just... Anime boys.

[pardonmydelays]

oooh the last two anon replies got me fired up so here's my manifesto i guess.

the universal hating on lin manuel miranda comes down to a few factors that most of the time have nothing to do with his actual mistakes:

their cringe history is reflected in him and they can't deal with it. let it be known that it is not lin who created miku binder jefferson. that was entirely a monster of our making. and somehow, his enthusiasm and willingness to interact with fan content (i remember everyone loving him for it) is worthy of punishment in relation.

he's an easy scapegoat to dump criticism on because people already feel so comfortable speaking on him. like you said, it's crazy that people will paint out lin manuel miranda, the guy who changed broadway and did so much for POC roles, to be the big baddie. he's made mistakes, and there's a lot we can discuss about hamilton's legacy, etc., but damn. where's this energy for everyone else? is it a case of "he actually tried, therefore we have material to latch onto and tear down?"

a lot of what he does is successful and in the public eye! it's crazy but i see people going "why is lin manuel miranda in everything" about projects from the 2000s, like yeahh he didn't just make hamilton and then disappear for your own convenience. if anything it's a statement about how a lot of his work, like it or not, is remembered over time. the reaction to him being in percy jackson was crazy to me because i KNOW for a fact that you did not see his dark materials or tick tick boom; at most you know him from moana and hamilton. and then complaining that he "threatened disney to be in everything they do" smh.

he's not your typical white boy of the month. this might be a loaded statement but sue me, i think it's true. POC celebrities have a limited amount of time in the sun compared to white celebrities. a white actor having multiple roles in a year is okay, and it means they're a hard worker. but when it's a POC actor, their presence is conspicuous. their presence becomes bothersome. public goodwill dries up so much faster. even pedro pascal, i feel, has been talked about with eye-rolls recently. i read a very interesting paper about this.

it's fun! the internet's chosen him as their punching bag, and there are no consequences to online hating if everyone else agrees. i bet a lot of people think they're just joking.

and all of this makes it such that if they do find out about some of his actual mistakes, it's a relief. i legitimately saw a tiktok comment section filled with bashing, and someone said "this is so hilarious but kinda mean, the guy didn't do anything" and someone said with "actually he did this this and this" and they replied "oh thank god, i don't feel bad now!" so it's not "oh let's see if this person improved" it's "phew! i have a legitimate reason to continue what i've been doing all along!"

it's crazy because i'm not even a lmm fan necessarily. i've just been in the musical community for years and noticed all of this happening surrounding his very popular work. you all will rue the day! 10 yrs later or so people are going to start making those "he deserved better" posts but i will not forgive or forget.

i don't know if you want me to respond to every single thing you wrote here, but i appreciate the message, especially when it comes from someone who's not really a fan - it only shows me that it's possible not to be in the fandom & still be respectful.

don't even get me started on miku binder jefferson, it's probably the most ridiculous thing i've ever seen in my life. also, one thing i need to point out is that NOT EVERYONE in this fandom is like that, & i think i'm a perfect example of a person who just enjoys lin's art & likes talking about it & analizing things, but not enjoying all those weird cringe things that were created by the fandom (like the one you mentioned), so like... maybe a certain part of the fandom was the problem, not the creator of the thing? i have nothing against fanfiction in general, nothing against fanarts but like... some people are ruining the thing cause it's just too much. like the famous lmm cannibal mermaid fanfiction, come on guys, be serious, what the actual fuck???

i also agree with the percy jackson thing, i remember seeing all the hate even before the episode with him dropped & honestly i couldn't stand it, the pjo fandom ruined all the fun for me & i literally had to block pjo tag lol. then the episode was out & everyone was suddenly like OH, HE WAS ACTUALLY GOOD, well guess what bitch, i've been saying this all the time, he is actually a good actor & you are just a miserable hater. this fandom is toxic as fuck. also, you think he's everywhere? i do know a lot of other celebrities who actually ARE everywhere these days & somehow no one is sick of them??? so maybe people really are just racists. also, this is literally his job lol what do you expect him to do, disappear forever?

i will not forgive or forget either. like i said before, i'm aware that he made some mistakes, it's not like he didn't apologize for some of them, also he's not perfect, but no one is. all i'm trying to say is that there are more problematic people but somehow everyone feels the need to hate on him. you picked the wrong guy, just let him be.

[andvys]

omg im back!! this is super long so im sorry for taking up your whole inbox but if you can't already tell im a huge fan of dwoht!! honey anon ❤️

He watches you for a moment, eyes tracing the spots that aren’t hidden by the covers. His fingers itch as he stares at your soft skin. He notices the scar on your shoulder, the one that a bat left, the one that you ripped off of him, saving him from a wound it would have left on his abdomen if you hadn’t saved him – you took the scar that was meant for him. 

waittt that's so romantic 🤭

All that you do is turn around in your sleep, holding onto the sheets as you stay deeply asleep. 

oh she's me

What will you think when you wake up to an empty bed? 

knowing Andy it will probably be a prelude to angst, Steve... should've known it by now 😁

He puts on a pair of gray sweatpants and a black shirt, taking his time styling his hair while his mind is still all over the place. He puts on his favorite cologne, hoping that it will drive you crazy just the way your perfume drives him crazy. 

gray sweatpants?? pics or didn't happen

“You are not a stray, but you are a cat, girl,” Argyle says to you as he steps inside, patting Steve on the shoulder, “always got her claws out, right man?” 

i fucking love Argyle 😭 hongyle or argoney is our ship name now

“Maybe you’re the one who doesn’t know how to fuck.” You murmur, narrowing your eyes at him.

oooh that hurt him

He brings his hand forward, letting go of your head so he can cup your cheek, before you can even finish your sentence or react to his touch, he leans forward and smashes his lips against yours, finally kissing you with his eyes closed and his body now pressed against yours. 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

He could just slip inside of you with ease, you’re wet enough to take him but he still wants to stretch you open with his fingers first. 

oh okay ! good for them.... good for them.... 😭

“Like hell that was a one time thing,” he mumbles against your lips as he grabs your waist with both hands and picks you up without a struggle. 

YAAAAAY TELL HER

“Y-You came inside of me…” You mumble, dropping your arms to your sides. 

NOT THEM BEING SO IRRESPONSIBLE 😭😭

“I’m not on the pill, Steve!” You frown at him, pushing him away from you so you can brush past him. 

GIRL BYE HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAVA

He didn’t put much thought into how awkward it would be to ask for a Plan B, but the moment he asked the old lady behind the counter, and she looked at him disapprovingly, he suddenly wished for the ground to swallow him WHOLE

NOT THE OLD LADY TOO AHAHAHAHA THIS IS SENDING ME

“You should go to church and pray, boy.”

GOODBYE 😭😭

“Well, we fucked.” 

this is so funny to me because of the chaos and awkwardness 😭 imagine fucking you lifelong nemesis almost getting pregnant with him 😭

“Well, there isn’t,” he shrugs, “I see whoever I want and you do… the same.” He almost chokes on his own words. 

NO STEVE THAT’S NOT HOW YOU GET THE GIRL!!

How many girls have occupied this space before? 

:(( poor blondie

You shut out your negative thoughts, letting your curiosity in. You tiptoe across his room and stop in front of his bookshelf – that’s filled with more comics and movies than books. A polaroid camera sitting on the shelf, next to a fake plant. Of course, he got himself a fake plant. 

not his ugly ass grandpa straight man alpha room 😭

He cracks a smile at your words, eyes flashing with amusement, “didn’t know Eddie was my girlfriend.” 

BAHAHAHA BUT HE IS

Neither of you called. 

nooooo 😭

You could’ve called too, he even told you to, but for some reason, you thought that it was just another way to tease you, you heard the mocking tone in his voice, you saw the smirk he looked at you with. 

no girly don't let him use you !!!

“...Chandler…”

CHANDLER??? 😭😭😭😭 OF ALL NAMES FUCKING CHANDLER IM CRYING

But your eyes nearly bulge out of your skull and you almost choke on the sip you just took when Eddie’s eyes grow comically wide as he takes a look at Steve’s back. Your best friend’s jaw drops before a gasp falls from his lips. 

GOODBYE THIS WHOLE THING IS SO AMUSING TO ME 😭😭 i can see the drink squirting out of eddie's nose

“I know we haven’t talked much, but um… I was wondering– cause… I love Robin, seriously but– okay um…” she stutters, closing her eyes for a moment as she shakes her head before she opens her eyes again and looks back up, “I was gonna ask if you would like to go shopping with me?” 

OMG YES

Suddenly, Steve lunges forward, using the hand that just hid his eye to grab yours, he opens both eyes and greets you with a smirk before he pulls you into the water. 

omg they're cute when they're not idiots 😭

“I’m just saying, I’m not even speaking out of experience, dude,” Argyle slurs, holding his hands up in surrender, “I think you can’t have sex with just one person and be happy with it – how can you even know what’s good when you’ve only been with one person!?” 

thats literally such a man thing to say. we're OVER argyle

With a sigh, you lean back in your chair, and look at your best friend, “fine… eight.” 

GIRL EIGHT?? EIGHT WHERE?? SPILL

And, Steve… Oh, Steve is really not having the best time tonight. He knows exactly who you mean, Jacob Leeney. 

he sounds like a douchebag

No matter how fast his lips move against yours, he isn’t the one in control today, and he knows it, he can feel it… and to his surprise, he doesn’t mind it. 

YEAH you know your place boy

But just as he’s about to break the kiss to start begging for you to touch him, you roughly pull away and take a step back from him, leaving him without the warmth you just provided him with. 

SHOW HIM GIRL SHOW HIM

“You’re basically the older version of Max,” he grins, “you’re both stubborn and act all cold even though you’re the biggest softies at heart.” 

AAA that's so cute i love max

Jennifer Mitchell stands in front of Steve in all her glory, clad in a short sundress, her boobs are nearly on full display, her dark waves falling down her tanned back as she twirls the front strand around her finger, she glances back at you when the bell above the door goes off, her plump lips are the first thing you look at – god, you can’t even lie to yourself and think that she isn't gorgeous, because she is, you’re not blind. 

JENNIFER GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE

But you aren’t, you aren’t the only one, you aren’t the special one, you aren’t enough for him. 

oh i have an idea! kick steve in the balls 😁

He licks his lips as he eyes the top you’re wearing, low cut and stopping just below your belly button, showing off your cleavage and your soft skin. You replaced your skirt with shorts that are even shorter than what you wore before, but they look much more comfortable, soft and perfect to… sleep in. He can’t wait to rip them off of you and dive his face into your pussy.

OH! OKAY! 😁

“Mmm, can’t remember it that well,” he shrugs, sipping his beer, “so maybe I should refresh my memory a bit.”

shove that beer up his a-

“Did Jennifer do this to you, Steve?” You murmur against his skin as you press another soft kiss to his scar, “or did she just lay there, making you do all the work?” 

SHES SO POSSESSIVE ITS KINDA ICONIC

“Ah,” you nod as a smirk reappears on your lips, “that confirms that no one ever rode you before.”

omg you basically took his virginity 😁

“Steve is gay.” 

BAHAHAHAHAHA SHERLOCK HAS NOTHING ON YOU GIRL!!

Nancy has been nothing but kind and sweet to you, and you can’t help but feel guilt and regret growing inside of you for the way you once felt about her. 

she's actually the cutest ever

“You’re the prettiest girl at this party.” 

jacob is giving where the hell have you been loca

“You plan on fucking him tonight, Blondie?” He sneers, unable to hide the bitterness in his voice. 

GOODBYE i thought it was blondie talking to steve 😭

“New rule then, Blondie,” he mumbles, not stopping with the kisses on your neck, “we leave with each other when we are at the same place. So, meaning today it’s me.” 

ummm... just say you're exclusive you DUMBASS 😭

“Stevie, Stevie, Stevie!” 

AWWW CUTIES (says while ignoring this being screamed during rough sex)

“I know, baby, I know.” 

STOP THIS IS GENUINELY CUTE (and very hot i got butterflies)

“Well, did you think I’d let him steal you away from me…?” He asks, clearing his throat as he adds, “tonight?” 

go hit your head against the wall steve 😁

You turn around when your name is being called again, to find Jacob walking towards you. Oh. 

HAHAHA FUCK YOU JACOB (oh except she didn't 🤭)

“Get out.” He demands, not nicely. 

now blondie should do the thing they do in gta when they pull someone out of the car and steal it

“Would you prefer a wheelchair?” He laughs, not noticing the stunned look on your face, as you open and close your mouth a few times. “I’ll be right back, Blondie,” he shoots you a smile before he opens the door, letting light seep into the room from the bright hallway, he takes another glance at you over his shoulder before he steps out and makes his way into the bathroom. 

THE WHEELCHAIR MADE ME LAUGH OUT LOUD HAHAHA

You are so devastatingly beautiful.

and you're still not making a damn MOVE. men 😫

“Oh wait, you probably don’t want to get it wet again,” Steve mumbles, as he looks around the room, knowing that you left your hair clip here after your shower last night. He finds it on the counter and reaches for it. 

that's what she said

You crane your neck, looking at the plate before him, excitement flashes in your eyes, “I love waffles.”

I LOVE WAFFLES TOO

“I know you do,” he says, smiling. “What do you want with them, berries and syrup?” 

now steve needs to make me waffles too 😞

“Oh my god, Steve.” You hold your hand in front of your mouth after swallowing the first bite, looking at him in awe.

that's what she said

“That’s how you sounded last night,” he wiggles his eyebrows. 

OMG STOP THAT WAS MY JOKE

“You eat your waffles with nutella?” 

i haven't had nutella in years and now im so hungry

The sweetness of the waffle, the chocolate and the freshness of the berry, burst in your mouth, creating the perfect combination. Your eyes widen, and you sit back as you hold your hand in front of your mouth after releasing the fork from your lips. You moan at the taste and take your time savoring the flavors.

reading this at night wasn't the best idea i think . . .

“Last time I checked, I didn’t have a vagina. I think you know that fact pretty well.”  

you have a mental one 😁

“Oh?” You tilt your head, “and where’d you learn how to cook?” 

i read this as "where'd you learn how to cock"

“You’re italian?” 

HE'S ITALIAN LETS GOO!!!! STEVE GO MAKE ME A LASAGNE!!!!!!

“And my cooking skills,” he smiles, nodding. “I’m gonna knock you off your feet, the next time you stay over, I’ll cook you the best pasta you ever had.” 

I WOULD ACTUALLY PROPOSE RIGHT THERE

He stepped into an empty house after fighting against evil. 

this is so heartbreaking nooo 💔💔

He had no one to come home to. 

i can adopt you steve if you make pasta for me

“We don’t have to fuck, Blondie. You can let me eat your pussy though, it’ll help her recover.” 

is this a safe space to admit it's kinda hot when he refers to it as her lmao 😭

You pout as you turn around to face him, looking down at yourself, “wow, this is the real walk of shame.” 

FOR REAL I CAN PICTURE HER LIMPING IN HIS CLOTHES TO HIS CAR 😭

You reach for the seatbelt, buckling it in as you take a deep breath, though instead of exhaling again, you freeze and your eyes widen. The smell of sex still lingers deeply in the car. 

ew you both 😭

“Couldn’t you have taken five minutes to clean up a bit?” 

REMIND THE KIDS AND ROBIN TO NEVER. NEVER! SIT IN THE BACK OF HIS CAR.

“Good, I’m glad,” she nods, “we decided to do a barbecue instead of movie night, so I hope you’re hungry.” 

IM STARVING READING THIS CHAPTER. stevie do you wanna make me a burger

“Yeah, Argyle is attempting to make cocktails.”

i can think of something else involving argyle and coc—

He nods, scoffing slightly as he starts to take it out, letting his hair fall loose around his face, “well you see, I didn’t steal it, rather, I found it. Right–” He pauses as he walks over further into Steve’s room, turning away from the both of you, he slams the scrunchie on the dresser and turns back, the smile now missing, “--Here.”

BUSTEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDD

“Dating?” Steve scoffs, chuckling a little as he crosses his arms over his chest. “Fuck no, it’s just sex.”

FUCK NO? oh im gonna show you fuck no you little bitch

“It’s just sex, Munson,” he says, with an unsure tone in his voice, and a bitter taste on his tongue, that he swallows harshly. “Nothing more.” 

HIT HIM IN THE BALLS

You have no experience with babies at all, you have given her the bottle, you even changed her diaper, but your sister was around, and you didn’t spend the whole day alone with her. 

you're stronger than me girl cause i would not agree 😭

This is surely one of his dreams, he is convinced of it, why else would he wake up beside you, and a baby who looks like you?

NO ESCAPE FROM THIS ONE STEVE. but also imagine if you wake up after having sex with a girl to a sight of her holding a baby that looks like her 😭 i would have a heart attack

You look at him, as you pull your niece closer, holding her up, you press her against your chest, “can you believe that we made a baby overnight?” 

HAHAHA IM SAYINGGG

Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrt

GOOODBYEEEE 😭😭😭😭😭

“Oh fuck,” he mumbles before his eyes widen further at the curse word that just left his lips, “I shouldn’t have said that, shit– I mean, I’m sorry, please forget what I just said,” he rambles, as though she understood a single thing that he said. 

THIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY I CANNOT SKEJOSBDIS

Realization replaces the look in your eyes – he is entering a baby fever trance, with your niece nonetheless. It makes your smile reappear, that’s how you feel too, every time you get to spend time with her. 

couldn't be me but good for you steve!!

“Just a little bit,” you slur, and raise your hand to show him as you furrow your brows and hold your thumb and pointer finger into an L shape, “so much.” 

GIRL 😭😭 if you do something embarrassing now i SWEAR

“Yeah, I think so too, honey,” he murmurs, the nickname rolling off his tongue easily, almost normal, “you don’t feel sick, do you?” 

HONEY MENTION I HEAR MY NAMEEE 😁

“Billy did,” you shrug. 

OH NOO

Your eyes crinkle as you beam at him, stealing his breath away with simple reactions like these. 

AND IN THE BLINK OF A CRINKLING EYE

Steve Harrington is down bad. 

NOW HE'S DOWN BAD CRYING IN THE GYM

“You’re feeling okay though, right?” He whispers as he slowly brings his hand up to the side of your face and he cups your cheek. 

and then she just vomits on him— im sorry

“But nothing could take me away from you, he’d just have to suck it up,” you whisper as you peck his lips again, shutting down the worries in his head. 

AAAAAAAAAA OKAY IT'S HAPPENING

And then, you finally pull him into a longer kiss. 

THEYRE KISSING THEYRE KISSING SNSJSHEOBEISJSIW

“Can I be with you tonight?”

THEYRE SO CUTE 🥹🥹

“You really think I’m that disgusting?” Steve asks, not bothering to hide the hurt in his voice. 

OOOH DRAMA TIME

“Eat at least half of that.” He commands and you just grumble something, cutely so, underneath your breath as you take a bite. He knew you probably didn’t eat anything at the fair, a possible reason for your drunkenness.

if she doesn't want it i can eat!!

He doesn’t notice that you had turned your head to look at him again, and a wolf whistle is heard in the room, making him turn to look at you. You have a cheeky smile on your face and he feels himself blushing slightly as he laughs, taking his pants off next, leaving him in boxers only. 

LMAOOO SHES SO FUNNY

“Can’t believe I fell for you, Blondie.”

AAA THE FLUFF THIS IS ADORABLE I CANNOT 😭❤️

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I love how you went from giving yourself and argyle a ship name to saying its over LMAO

No one should ever sit in the backseat again, I agree with you 🤭

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