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81astriss · 1 month ago

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just let me be close to you | alex albon (2)

singer!reader x alex albon

fc: lyn lapid, lily muni he, others on pinterest

when the internet notices some similarities between you and alex, they decide to take matters into their own hands and pull a nassie ;)

a/n: part 2 !!! i really enjoyed making part 1 so i made this almost immediately after posting the first one hehehehehehe HOPE U ENJOYY 🫶

playlist | part 1

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now playing: Buttons - Lyn Lapid alex_albon song so good i had to buy you dinner _ynln 🔥🔥 liked by lando, charles_leclerc, _ynln, and others

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_ynln i was peer pressured into this

alex_albon but you had fun, right? ↳ _ynln yeah...!!! 😬😬 _ynln KIDDING it was nice we actually have a lot more in common than i thought

lando is this what i think it is liked by creator

charles_leclerc wow mate i was not familiar with your game

user1 MISSION SUCCESS????????

user2 THIS COUNTS AS A DATE RIGHT

georgerussell63 Damn, someone stole my bitch 💔

_ynln im returning him ↳ georgerussell63 No take backsies

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tagged: alex_albon now playing: BMF - SZA _ynln thank you all so much for the love on "Buttons" !!! ❤️ i appreciate each and every single one of you (special thanks to alex for paying for dinner heh) liked by laufey, tatemcrae, alex_albon, and others

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alex_albon why are all your pics of me eating

_ynln cause you ATE 🔥🔥🙏😈 ↳ alex_albon are you calling me a big back ↳ _ynln you ask so many questions

user1 young and fine and dark and handsome

lewishamilton Cute dog. What's his name?

_ynln ...nico user2 nico rosberg still haunting lewis' narrative i see 😭

laufey i take it you've figured out how to talk to him?

_ynln i have w rizz

tatemcrae we're almost there lando

user3 bmf by sza? y/n you aint slick

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tagged: carlossainz55, alex_albon, williamsracing _ynln IMOLA !!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you sososososo much for inviting me alex_albon congrats on P5 liked by carlossainz55, charles_leclerc, alex_albon, and others

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alex_albon i see you had fun with carlos

_ynln YUPPP it was so nice to see my fav driver again !! and you ig. ↳ alex_albon "i feel like you're just here for the zipline" 😐 ↳ carlossainz55 Don't be jealous, alex

user1 i fear this is the closest we'll ever get to a tour 🥀

user2 "y/n is gonna tour soon!" i say as they drag me into a white padded room

scuderiaferrari bro

user3 first carlos and now y/n HASJDKAJHKJWHS

user4 ferrari should hire y/n as their strategist if they want her support back LMAO

user5 what would she do 😭 ↳ charles_leclerc anything is better than what we have rn. _ynln we have a job offer for you liked by lewishamilton

lando always great seeing you in the paddock

_ynln im still genuinely scared of you but nice seeing you too ↳ oscarpiastri it's okay you get used to him

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tagged: alex_albon, tatemcrae, laufey, radvxz _ynln MAYhem liked by alex_albon, laufey, tatemcrae, and others

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laufey i live for your inconsistent monthly dumps liked by creator

user1 look who made it in the may dump!

user2 just say y'all are tgt atp no need to hide it

user23 bro i wish

tatemcrae THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TOURRRR

_ynln you were AMAZING babe

alex_albon where the FUCK did you get that last pic

_ynln secret ( georgerussell63 )

user3 who are you and what have you done to y/n where is the red

user4 the only red we got is a SHOE.

user5 nico is adorable!!!

_ynln he has an ig now 😈 _nicoln alex influenced me to make one

↳ albon_pets alex_albon will nico be joining our family?

alex_albon george i swear ↳ _nicoln alex_albon cmon i need a dad 👹👹

lando alex where's your may dump

alex_albon mate i don't do dumps

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now playing: Risk - Gracie Abrams alex_albon MAY i be yours liked by lando, georgerussell63, _ynln, and others

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lando I DONT DO DUMPS MY ASS

_ynln thanks for the support on buttons! the 19 kids in my basement are eating well

alex_albon how'd it go from 17 kids to 19 ↳ _ynln don't worry about it 😊

user1 RISK BY GRACIE?

user2 "i think that it's sweet, yeah, i think that you're sweet" user3 hes DOWN BAD

user4 y/n is a huge gracie fan mate you ain't slick

user5 the day they actually reveal they're together is the day i can pass away peacefully

user6 answering on behalf of y/n, yes i will be yours ❤️

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The time was 2:53am. Alex was exhausted from training and yet, here he is just laying in bed staring into the void, with nothing on his mind. Actually no scratch that, he had one thing on his mind. You.

Until few months ago you were just some random girl who happened to be a singer until you both posted something with similar captions. Sure, the internet tried to force your interactions but something about you two just felt... natural.

He couldn't stop thinking about all the times you hung out. About how whenever it was time to say goodbye, he would try to drag it out as long as he could, just so you'd stay a little longer. There were also the times you hugged just a little longer than normal, the times you touched when there was no need to and the way the sparks lingered on his skin whenever you'd let go. It consumed him and it was getting harder and harder to hide it.

He reached for his phone, hesitated for a bit, then opened your contact.

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tagged: _ynln now playing: From The Start - Laufey alex_albon what's cookin good lookin liked by _ynln, lando, georgerussell63, and others

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📌 _ynln 🙌🙌 liked by creator

lando ABOUT DAMN TIME liked by georgerussell63, charles_leclerc, carlossainz55, and others

tatemcrae our job here is done

lando pleasure working with you

user1 MISSION SUCCESS

user2 yall can have nassie i'll have alexyn

georgerussell63 FUCKING FINALLY

user3 MAMA Y PAPAAAAAA

albon_pets welcome to the fam _nicoln

_nicoln thanks 👍

user4 the cheer i just cheered

carlossainz55 have i been demoted as favorite driver

_ynln ofc not. never let your boyfriend stop you from finding your husband ↳ alex_albon ??????

laufey thats my bff!!!! and you're there too ig

alex_albon omg laufey noticed ↳ laufey how can i not? she yaps about you nonstop ↳ alex_albon is that so ↳ _ynln SHUSH

n1ckwilkins nice job man

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tagged: alex_albon now playing: Ever Seen - beabadoobee _ynln i used to have hoop dreams until i found out there were other ways to score 😈🙏🔥🏀⛹️🔥🔥 liked by alex_albon, tatemcrae, lando, and others

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📌 alex_albon lebron lebron lebron james liked by creator

tatemcrae so sweet i got diabetes

user1 caption is so unserious

lando looking forward to seeing you in the paddock more often

_ynln looking forward to terrorizing ferrari's strategists so i can go back to supporting that team ↳ user2 THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE ↳ charles_leclerc job position is still open btw liked by lewishamilton

user3 OUR POSTER BOY

_ynln omg goddamnit i should've used that song instead

radvxz hard launching to my song i see

laufey its the least she can do to pay us back for all the times she yapped abt him nonstop _ynln STOP EXPOSING ME

user4 he has the prettiest eyes she's ever seen 🥹🥹🥹

user5 THE CUTEST :(

_nicoln i'm no longer fatherless lets gooooo

user6 we will miss your red era 💔

_ynln me too 😞 this is what i get for letting a man infect my color scheme

cassiesbookss still not on this side of the internet but i'm so glad this worked out for you !! 🫶 liked by creator

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tagged: _ynln, alex_albon now playing: poster boy - Lyn Lapid sei4strii so glad y'all saw my vision 😋😋 liked by tatemcrae, lando, and others

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tatemcrae we thank you for your service

lando couldn't have done it without you

user1 the internet has done it again 🙌

user2 can't wait for our next project

user3 thank you tate, lando, and sei4strii we all say in unison

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sorry if the ending was a bit underwhelming :( i didn't know how to end it actually xd regardless, i hope you liked reading as much as i had fun writing it !! please lmk how i can improve my future smaus, fanfics, and others thank youuu <3

♡ xine

#f1 x reader #f1 #formula 1 #formula one #smau #f1 smau #alex albon #alexander albon #alex albon x reader #aa23 #aa23 x reader #fem!reader #lando norris #george russell #tate mcrae #carlos sainz #lyn lapid

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luvsupa · 11 months ago

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002 | SIMPLE COMMAND.

tags: trueform!sukuna x fem!reader, part 2, angst- ish, servants are bullies, smut (not with reader) voyeurism, rough sukuna, tension, pet names, mdni idk what to add…

w.c: 2.1k

a/n: THANK U GUYS SM FOR THE SUPPORT ILYYY, and sorry for not posting I’m still sick 💔💔

+ likes and reblogs are appreciated!!

read part 1 here!

you stand in the bustling kitchen, surrounded by the clatter of dishes and soft murmurs, but your focus is solely on yorozu. across the room, her radiant smile seems almost mocking, out of place amidst the simmering tension.

before you can dwell on it, uraume’s sharp, commanding voice slices through the conversation. then, uraume calls for your name and the room falls into uneasy silence as all eyes turn toward you.

“sukuna-sama has requested that you serve their dinner tonight,” uraume announces, stepping closer. their unreadable gaze seems to pierce through you as they hand you a neatly folded note. “he has written specific instructions.”

your heart skips a beat, anxiety tightening in your chest as you accept the note. unfolding it, you scan sukuna’s elegant, almost taunting cursive. the message is simple, with just one instruction:

1. stay in the room at all times.

how hard could that be?

as uraume, the guards, and yorozu leave the kitchen, you crush the note in your fist, its crumpled edges digging into your palm. the other servants gradually disperse, their whispers fading into silence, leaving you alone in the now eerily quiet space. the reality of the task ahead sinks in, bringing with it a sense of dread you can’t shake.

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in the servant’s quarters, you and several maids are busy helping yorozu prepare for her audience with the king. she stands before the mirror, basking in her own reflection while hands smooth out her elaborate kimono and style her long, silky black hair.

“what do you think you’ll be discussing with the king, ��yoro?” one of the brunette servants asks with a smirk, her tone dripping with mockery. yorozu, lost in her fantasies, bites her lip and replies, “oh, talking is the last thing on my mind—I just want him to take me all night.”

the room erupts with gasps and giggles, the laughter clearly aimed at you as you struggle to contain your frustration. yorozu’s smirk widens as she catches your eye in the mirror, her tone dripping with disdain. “i hope she doesn’t disturb us while we’re occupied,” she says dismissively, as if you’re invisible.

your anger flares as you stop assisting, the other maids’ laughter growing louder at yorozu’s harsh joke. the door swings open to reveal one of sukuna’s subordinates, who informs you that sukuna is returning from his mission. he orders you to head to the kitchen to prepare their food, while yorozu remains behind, awaiting her guard.

you rise with a mixture of relief and irritation, eager to escape the company of the insufferable women. with a quick nod to your superior, you leave the room, your frustration simmering as you make your way to the kitchen.

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you enter the kitchen for the second time today, finding everyone in a frenzy as they finish up the requested dinner, carefully plating the food. you notice that the larger plate, clearly meant for sukuna, holds what looks like real food—no flesh, no bones, just actual food.

“sukuna-sama requested his food now,” uraume announces, arms crossed, as they stand behind you. you nod, feeling a bit overwhelmed. carefully, you pick up the heavy plate, and the other guards help you with the rest of the meal.

as you step out the doors, your heart sinks at the thought of carrying this enormous plate across the king’s estate. it feels like sukuna has a twisted sense of humour, making you struggle with the weight.

you adjust your grip every few seconds as your clammy hands slip on the silverware. you huff and whine, feeling the guards’ impatient stares. come on, come on, you mutter, each step feeling like a mile, while they look on as if your struggle is a matter of life and death.

finally, you reach the familiar double doors, adorned with skulls and bones, which are already slightly opened. the guards set the food down and turn to leave, leaving you alone with the heavy plate.

“a-are you not going to help me bring the food in?” you ask, your voice tinged with desperation. you’re carrying the heaviest plate, after all.

one of the guards turns slowly to glance at you. “king’s orders,” he replies coldly before resuming his stride down the dark hallway. you’re left standing there, feeling like you’re about to collapse under the weight, as the door looms ominously before you.

you mentally curse them as you place each plate inside his room. pausing to catch your breath, you suddenly feel his menacing aura engulf you, sending shivers down your spine. you shut the door once all the food is inside, and as you step further into the vast estate, you take in the ancient artifacts decorating the room.

a glint of red light catches your eye, drawing you toward the opaque sliding doors adorned with intricate ancient art. despite your initial purpose in the room, you find yourself irresistibly drawn to it. sliding open the door, you step inside.

there, in the center of the spacious room, is a large king-sized bed and—

oh.

you see sukuna sprawled on the bed, his back resting against the ornate headboard. his eyes are closed in complete bliss, with two crossed behind his head. as your gaze travels downward, you catch sight of a female figure kneeling between his legs. her head bobs up and down with rapid intensity while sukuna’s hands guide her—one massaging her ass, and the other gripping her hair, clearly savoring the moment.

your eyes widen in horror, your mouth going dry as you freeze in place. the room is filled with the loud, lewd sounds of her gagging and choking on sukuna’s cock. you force yourself to look back up at sukuna, only to find his crimson eyes locked onto yours, piercing through your nerves.

“mmh, right on time, little one,” his raspy voice echoes through the room. yorozu tries to turn her head to see who he’s addressing, but his grip on her hair tightens as he thrusts his hips, the wet, squelching sounds filling the air. “yeaahh, take it all,” he growls, his gaze fixated on her as he pounds into her mouth.

you stand there, rooted to the spot, trying to retreat, but his voice halts you completely. “where do you think you’re going?” he breathes out, using yorozu’s mouth like a toy. “you haven’t served us our dinner yet, fool.”

fuck.

you completely forgot about the food you left outside the door as you nod, quickly turning around to grab the smaller, easier plate. sukuna’s gaze follows your every movement, ignoring yorozu entirely. you place both plates on a nearby table, bowing in respect and hoping to leave as swiftly as possible. but just as you’re about to exit, sukuna’s command echoes in your mind,

stay in the room at all times.

oh how calculated sukuna is.

it’s as if he’s reading your thoughts. as you stand frozen, realizing the gravity of his order, he laughs—a sound so chilling it sends shivers down your spine. “stand at the foot of the bed,” he commands, his smirk widening. your legs feel like they’re moving on their own, carrying you exactly where he wants you. sukuna pulls yorozu’s mouth away from his slick, covered cock, a glistening string of saliva still connecting her lips to him as she coughs, gasping for air, her face flushed.

in a swift motion, sukuna flips yorozu onto her stomach, her body bouncing on the soft mattress with a broken gasp. sukuna looms behind her, the sheer size difference between them almost sickening. he starts peeling off the clothes you helped her into. yorozu’s face is smeared with cum and saliva, her expression dazed and weak, her hair splayed messily around her. she gives you a feeble smirk as your gaze moves back up.

sukuna’s attention is completely on you. his four eyes lock onto you as he strokes his cock, the thick, veiny shaft glistening with pre cum. each slow, deliberate pump makes a loud, wet squelch, and he nearly moans with every stroke, catching himself just in time to suppress the sound. two of his eyes stay fixed on yours while the other two roam over your body, making you shiver and squirm as you squeeze your thighs together.

the scene is overwhelming. your cunt throbs uncontrollably, each pulse radiating a hot, urgent need. the sight of sukuna’s pleasure and yorozu’s submission heightens your arousal, the rhythmic throbbing between your legs becoming nearly unbearable. your desire builds with every movement, each squelch and grunt of sukuna’s making your breath come faster, your body aching for release.

he can smell how desperate you are, the way your arousal fills the air, making him smirk with satisfaction.

how pathetic, he thinks.

“upp we go baby, arch that fuckin’ back,” sukuna purrs, his hands lifting yorozu’s ass high, creating a lewd, enticing arch that he clearly revels in. he smacks her ass hard, making her jolt forward with a loud moan. the sight is almost too much for you. your cunt throbs with an insistent, pulsing rhythm, your body aching to be the one under his control, desperately wishing to be the focus of his ruthless pleasure.

two of sukuna’s hands grip yorozu’s hips, holding her firmly in place, while his bulbous, leaking tip teases her folds. he parts her slick slit, sliding up and down her leaky entrance, drawing a broken moan from her. the sensation twists painfully in your stomach as if you can almost feel his every movement inside you.

without a word, sukuna thrusts in, splitting her open with his delicious girth. she cries out loudly, her voice breaking as he begins to stretch her open. you watch, mesmerized, as she grows more incoherent with every inch of him, her babbling lost in a haze of pleasure. sukuna drives himself deeper into her, hissing at how tightly she clings to him. his hips pound into her at a relentless pace, the sound of their skin slapping together filling the room. you bite your lip so hard it hurts, fighting to keep silent, desperate to contain the sounds of your own moans.

dizziness clouds your vision. you know you should leave, but the fear of what sukuna might do if you disobey keeps you rooted in place. his presence alone is a threat, and you feel trapped.

yorozu’s moans and gasps are relentless, her body writhing beneath sukuna as he grins savagely. he leans forward- slamming his hips faster, bending her nearly in half, one hand gripping the back of her neck, pinning her down. all four of his red eyes are fixed on you as he came close to your face, his gaze intense and predatory, making it clear that you are as much a part of his game as yorozu.

“how badly do you want it, hmm?” he rasps, his voice a low growl that sends shivers down your spine. you nearly moan aloud, your thighs aching from the way you’ve been clenching them together in desperate need. sukuna doesn’t even glance at yorozu, his entire focus locked on you.

“s-so bad it hurts,” you manage to stammer, your voice trembling with desire. his grin widens, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he increases his pace. yorozu’s cries grow louder, her pleas for more blending with the frantic rhythm of sukuna’s thrusts. “fuckin’ slut,” he scoffs.

he leans back, his movements rough and demanding as he flips yorozu onto her back. her breasts jiggle with the impact, her long black hair splayed messily over the sheets. some strands sticking to her body. sukuna repositions himself with a smirk, the room heavy with the raw intensity of his lust.

suddenly, sukuna’s words echo in your mind,

it’s so easy to get in your head.

you push aside the noise and realize he’s burrowed deep into your thoughts, toying with you, testing how far he can push you before you crack. you’re nothing but a pawn in his game.

as you snap out of his trance, he notices and flashes a wicked smile. he knows all too well how much you crave him, how you think of him when you’re alone, how you only ever want to be with him.

“enjoy your dinner,” you blurt out, quickly sliding the door open and running away, having blatantly violated his command,

stay in the room at all times.

you can’t believe how easily he played his mind games with you once again. you speed down the dark hallway, not daring to look back at the skull-decorated doors.

how deep has he gotten into my head?

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birolunel · 2 months ago

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ADA ADORE !

ft. di!leon s. kennedy x gn!reader x ada wong

tags. toxic relationship, divorce sorry idk how to tag this, smut mentions, age gap mention, character study..? oral happens a little, dub-con

note. HAIIII IO HAPPY EARLY BDAY! @girlfridged this is a year and many months overdue it’s been in my drafts for so long I wanted to write it so bad for ages but I couldnt n I thought I’d finally do it before I get busy w exams ILYSMMMMM I HOPE THIS IS WHAT U NEED ilysm and I just want u to have fun and be happy and I hope ada brings that to u 💔🤍 unedited + clunky n disjointed per usual .. io I accidentally made this more ab aeon I’m so sorry I will make it up to u LMFAKDKFK feedback n rbs always appreciated

It’s not working out.

It hasn’t been working out since they tied the knot.

There’s no honeymoon phase when you marry a woman like Ada Wong. In fact, there is no phase at all. There were no rings and no ceremony and when they went to bed that night Leon realised they both ran cold—Two cold bodies in a bed is just a shared grave.

They both work a lot so they’re married on vacation days, but Leon’s not around on Christmas, and Ada’s busy on New Years so they settle for birthdays. Easter is out of the question - Ada doesn’t have time to believe in trivial things like god and Leon still ducks like the devil anytime he sees a cross.

They remember they’ve chosen each other between global collapse and political demise and the occasional personal trauma—AKA Leon’s birthday. Not hers. Never hers.

It’s the one day in the whole entire year they pretend the world doesn’t need saving.

(In Ada’s case, ruining.)

She gives him a pretty little present, fucks him like it’s a threat, and sometimes, only sometimes, Leon gets to fall asleep in the same timezone as her.

Leon thought about getting a dog. Something warm, loyal, friendly, something to come home to. When he told her she teased him. And he let her—Of course he did, he would let her push him flat on his back in an active minefield.

“You want me to be a dog, Leon?” She got on her knees and crawled towards him and it was really sexy, but he took his meds before they got in bed and any chance of a boner had been deemed impossible.

“I just want you to come home,” he had let out by mistake, and then Ada dried up because she doesn’t really feel anything that isn’t lust or some cruel type of need to have him squashed under her thumb and him getting needy outside of the bedroom is her number one turn-off.

As of how they’re doing right now?

Ada’s current location is unknown. He sent a message three days ago. He wasn’t even sure if it was the correct number.

Leon: Alive?

She left him on read. Whatever. Pretty generous for Ada. Means she’s not causing any trouble. Maybe she’s just taking time away from him. He understands. Leon often needs space from himself. And somehow from her considering how little she is home. One day with Ada stretches on for an eternity, it wrings him out, hangs him up to dry. It’s like the whole entire world is put on pause because she said so. He can’t get away from himself and not from Ada either—he sees her in the mirror everyday because they have the same goddamn haircut.

He goes to work. Sits on his chair purposely hard. Stares at the ceiling like he’s waiting for god to send a memo.

To: [email protected]

Subject: Leave her. Fix your marriage. Get a dog.

Attachment: Miracle.

Leon wishes he knew how to talk to her. Like, actually like, talk—Like not in his head, but with his mouth and from his heart. Open up about all those big, big feelings he keeps having. But he’s not stupid, he knows Ada would probably smile at him, and in that smile he would see the exact moment she would decide not to want him. Because she doesn’t do feelings or emotions or therapy or any of the sissy bullshit Leon has really gotten into in these past few years.

“Good morning, Leon.” Hunnigan rarely says it first, only when he’s brooding.

Leon sighs deeply. He pretends he doesn’t see Helena roll her eyes in his peripheral. “Yeah…” He nods slowly—forlornly. “Good morning.”

“What’s wrong with you today?” She asks flatly. “Will you let me know by lunch so I can file the appropriate forms?”

Helena snorts. Leon sighs again. Deeper. Sadder. Like, please fawn over me, at least offer to make me a coffee I won’t drink and let me rest my head on your bosom while you do all this complicated big boy paperwork for me.

“I’m having girl trouble, put that on my file if you want.” Leon sniffs, crossing his arms and wondering if his marriage would benefit from whatever him and Hunnigan have going on; they have been work-wife and work-husband for eleven years now. It could be the back and forth. Sarcasm. But no. His therapist says sarcasm is hiding, which to be completely honest is true, he is hiding. Always has been.

They don’t know about Ada—Not really. They know of her. That she goes up like smoke. That he keeps her compact in his drawer. That she is probably still wanted for treason by the country he lives and dies for. That she killed Helena’s sister and all. First by proxy and then by hand. They certainly don’t know her and Leon are quote-unquote married.

“Maybe she’s seeing someone else,” Helena offers unhelpfully.

“Why the hell would you say that?” He shakes his head, pointing a finger at her. “You don’t even know who she is.”

“I’m statistically speaking - based on all of your dates,” she adds, also unhelpfully.

“Mm,” Hunnigan hums in agreement, “how old is this one?”

“Older than me,” Leon says proudly, like it’s some sort of accomplishment—but it is, for a moment he really did forget about himself, all his morals, he fucked a twenty-one year old and everything. A mid-life crisis, but he’s all better now.

“How old?” Helena sits up, interested. “Your age kind of old?“

“I’m not even forty, Helena.” Leon doesn’t look up from the floor, pouting at the scuff marks on his shoes.

“Fifty?”

“God, I wish, but no.”

“Sixty?” Hunnigan chimes in without looking away from her monitor.

“No.”

“Is she as old as that lunch lady you flirt with?” Helena scoots her chair closer.

“Hey! First of all, her name is Hazel, and she is not just the lunch lady, she’s the head and she rotates the menu by season, runs the whole thing…” He trails off.

Silence.

“…But no, not that old, Jesus.” Ada is a cougar not a fucking sabretooth. “She’s got a couple years on me, like forty-something I guess.” He doesn’t even know her fucking birthday. Some husband he is.

“Is it serious?”

Leon looks at Helena like she’s stupid. Like anything could ever be fully serious with Ada. Everything is a sick joke to her, but it’s not. It’s not a joke—this is his fucking life. His stupid, sad life. ”Kind of, yeah, I guess—For me it is.”

“But not for her, huh?” Helena clicks her tongue, giving him a sympathetic look.

An hour or so later when they’re all in a meeting, Leon is too busy wondering how they fit such a big table through such a small door, why he is destined for so much fucking pain, whether or not Helena and Hunnigan are playing footsie right under his nose. Maybe if Ada was a man-eater with teeth the size of his head he wouldn’t like her so much. Maybe if his dick was bigger she wouldn’t be so inclined to leave. Maybe if it was nicer—No…No. it couldn't be that. His dick is nice. Nicer than most. Neatly trimmed pubes, nice shape, nice length, tasteful curvature, he’s got some lovely gradient going on. Jesus Christ, this table is huge. Did they build the room around it? Is that a thing people can do? It couldn’t come in parts it’s literally fucking solid oak. Does it fold? Everything folds eventually. Helena shifts beside him—Is she making eyes at Hunnigan? Is she seriously…Can Hunnigan even see all the way over on the opposite side of this huge-ass table?

“Agent Kennedy?”

Leon’s eyes shoot up, going from bigwig to bigwig until he finds the speaker. A senator of some kind with a tarmac grey suit. “Yes… Yes, sir?”

“Some input on the current strategy?” It’s not unkind, more wanting of guidance from someone who’s been in the game as long as Leon has.

“My dick is fine,” Leon says on autopilot.

Everyone is looking at him. That pretty intern he got a coffee for stifles a laugh into her hand, Hunnigan is staring him down, Helena is trying not to smile.

“Sorry, thought I was on mute.”

“You’re…You’re not on call, Agent Kennedy.”

“Right.” Leon nods. “Obviously.

He looks back down at the table.

It’s still too big for the room.

Leon comes home late. Which is usual. So he guesses he’s coming home on time. He isn’t over how big the table is, he isn't over talking about his dick in front of presidential advisors, and he isn’t over Ada like he would really like to be.

He aims to throw his jacket on the wooden coat she bought. Gothic. Curling arms, and a mahogany base. He misses and his jacket slumps to the ground like a wounded animal.

She’s cheating on me. Helena is right. She’s with someone else. She left me on read so that means she’s not even doing fieldwork, she’s just ignoring me on purpose.

Leon blinks at his reflection in the oval mirror Ada placed in the entrance hall.

But she can’t be. Look at him. Look at him. Look at those eyes. Look at that nose. Don’t look at the chin. She’s not cheating. She’s just Ada. Sexy, career-driven, free, independent—Oh god. But what if she is? What if she is cheating on him? With some hunk like Chris. Not because Leon thinks Chris is hot, but maybe Ada thinks he is.

And then he sees them.

Her heels kicked off in the corner. The ones she wears on date nights. The one she wears to see other men probably. Leon crouches down to study them, running a finger over the patent leather, flipping them upside down to see the weathered red bottoms. He has kissed these a thousand times.

“Are you talking to my shoes, Leon?”

Leon’s heart thumps out of his chest.

“You're home,” he breathes out, waiting for someone to step out from behind her, freshly showered, using his towel. Taller, stronger, bigger—

“I wanted to see you.” She’s not wearing any makeup and she looks her age and it’s so fucking sexy.

“Are you cheating on me?” Leon blurts out.

Ada smiles at him like What if I am? What will you do about it? You’d stay with me anyway, wouldn’t you? You pathetic excuse of a man. “What makes you think that?”

“You left me on read.”

“You asked me if I was alive, Leon.”

“Yeah—Yeah, and you never said yes.”

“I read it.”

“Still—“

Ada cuts in, “Why don’t you come to bed, babe, I was so lonely waiting up for you.” She leaves no room for argument so he follows her into the bedroom, he lets her take off his clothes and wash his face and kiss him on the head as she tucks him in.

“Why did you call me babe?” Leon mumbles as he tucks his face into her neck, breathing her in.

“What’s wrong with babe?” Ada asks him, falsely tender, antiseptic affection.

“I dunno…It’s, like, it reminds me of the pig.”

She laughs. He wants to hear her do that again. Make a fool out of himself to make her smile or snort. “Fine, you’re my baby.”

He settles down after that as Ada traces shapes into his skin with the points of her manicured nails. It would be nice if she wasn’t pressing so hard. “Too hard,” Leon complains, twisting in discomfort.

“Lingchi, pressure massage,” Ada explains, “ancient technique.”

He rolls over while she lingchis his back to Google it.

Lingchi

Lingchi, usually translated "slow slicing" or "death by a thousand cuts", was a form of torture and execution used in China from roughly 900 until it was banned in 1905. It was also used in Vietnam and Korea.

Source: Wikipedia

Leon is still rubbing sleep out of his eyes when Ada says it. Buttering her toast casually. Red dress. Red lips. Red heels. “By the way, I’m sleeping with someone.”

Just like that. There’s no ‘we need to talk’ or ‘I’m leaving you’. Nope. Not at all.

“I’m sorry?” He blinks.

She doesn’t look up from her toast. Dipping the knife into a pot of strawberry jam he didn’t even know they had. “It’s just sex, Leon.”

“I thought you…I love you, Ada.” He blinks again. Maybe thrice.

“I know you do, baby.” She smiles. “You're still my husband.”

“How could you—I don’t…I don’t understand, Ada.”

She places the toast on the counter in front of him. “I have to go now, I don’t have time to talk about it today, baby.” She kisses his cheek. Grabs her bag. “I’m very busy, why don’t you tell your journal all about it?”

“I don’t have a—“

“Drive safe, baby!” Her heels click-clack as she leaves.

Leon sits in traffic that morning thinking about it.

By the way, I’m sleeping with someone.

It’s just sex, Leon.

You’re still my husband.

It’s not raining, but the wipers are going off, and he flips off a man in the car next to him without thinking.

How could she? How could she just say that? Who fucking does that? Ada would. Ada can. Ada does.

He thinks about crashing his car into the lobby of the DSO.

He zones out during a meeting. For the second time. Hunnigan gives him a look that says If you’re thinking about killing yourself, please do it after this meeting.

He eats lunch alone in the break room. He opens his phone six times in five minutes and there’s nothing.

What does this guy even look like? What does he do—What could he do to get her attention? Ada’s attention. To get her to want him, fuck him, leave Leon on read for three days to be with him. What is it about him? Taller? Blonder? Younger? Sweeter? Stupider? No…There’s no one stupider than Leon. No one is more pathetic than Leon. It can’t be.

He drives home, clammy, hands slipping off the wheel thinking about this man. Thinking about finding out who the fuck he is, finding his address, sizing him up and ultimately leaving when he realises Ada has found herself someone that isn’t shorter than her when she puts on heels. And Ada is always wearing heels.

He steps inside, holding his breathing, for once he is hoping she isn’t home so he has time to pace, drink, contemplate and repeat.

But her shoes are kicked off in the same spot, and there’s an open bottle of wine on the countertop. The balcony door is open, Ada is leaning against the railing watching the city beneath them, the ballet of life, cars passing by, people rushing home from work, young girls going out for the night.

She doesn’t even look at him when she speaks, fixing the fallen shoulder of her silk robe. “I want you to meet someone.” Then she turns, bare-faced, beautiful, gazing at him over the rim of her wine glass.

“What..?”

“Oh, Leon, don’t pout.” Ada sighs, placing her glass down beside the unused ashtray.

“I’m not—“

“Come here, baby, come give me a kiss.” She points at her heart-shaped mouth and he stumbles closer like a zombie, pawing at her robe as she cups his cheeks to press a gentle kiss to his lips. “Good boy.” Ada smiles at him. That same smile she always has. “Tomorrow at seven, okay? Clear your schedule.”

And Leon does. He always does. He leaves work at four to get cucked at seven.

Ada gives an address to the driver who keeps making eye contact with Leon in the rear view mirror. She keeps her hand on Leon’s thigh the entire time. She tells him how handsome he looks in that suit - his only suit - he rushed to dry clean this very morning. He looks the part of her husband. A very well-kept man on a very short leash. They don’t need rings because Leon is already wrapped around her finger.

They pull up in front of this great, sprawling building, stone steps, bustling crowds, a sign that says something about an exhibition—Ada is walking too fast for him to read it properly, and she’s in fucking heels too. He catches up with her in the cool hush of the gallery lobby, thank god there’s air conditioning, he’s about to sweat right through this jacket.

She looks effortless like always, he’s seen her naked and he still finds it hard to believe she even exists. Women are just something else. Ada has sexy legs, and painted toes, and she even has sexy fucking ankles—

“Come on, baby.” She leads him like a duckling, and it raises the question—

“What are we doing here?” Leon asks, clearing his throat, trying not to look at her ass in that high-necked, jewel-toned dress. Jesus. What if her boyfriend is an art dealer? What if he’s fucking loaded? What if this is all a trick? A ploy. A fucking joke. She’s trying to rope him into something bad.

“I told you, I want you to meet someone, Leon,” she answers simply. “Oh, look at that piece.” She waves her hand in the direction of a blank canvas.

“Brilliant, really, I could never pull that off,” he mumbles, a deep pout settling on his face as he follows her past paint splattered canvases, statuettes, and a man who she humours for exactly fifty-nine seconds before she says:

“Leon, why don’t you tell this nice man how many times you came this morning?”

Leon doesn’t even fucking trip on a single word. “Four,” he says, loud and proud, but he’s more just loud than proud. This is really quite fucking humiliating and he’s thinking of throwing himself down that gorgeous spiral staircase as some act of artistic vengeance, become part of the exhibition, y’know?

“There you are!” Ada smiles, and it’s the same sort of smile she gives Leon, but different. Like. Sweeter. Luring. Pure fucking Evil. Like I want to fatten you up and eat you.

He scans the room for the suspect. Which fucking bastard is fucking his fucking wife? There’s a curator on one side, but he’s much too old for Ada. The few in the turtlenecks—Never. Velvet suit? Moustache? Oh, it’s got to be that one. Baby blues, wheatish hair, hands in his pockets like he doesn’t quite fit in. That’s him. Pft. Leon could take him easy—Oh, they’re not even walking in his direction—

“Ada!”

What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. Oh no. No. This is so much worse. He can’t beat up a little kid. You’re like shorter than both of them, she leans down to kiss both your cheeks, and you're smiling at her like she has the key to your heart—She probably does, she has the key to his cock cage.

(Not that he actually has one. Leon hasn’t gone that far yet, he likes to believe he has standards.)

“Leon,” she beckons him closer with a finger, introduces the two of you.

You put out your hand for him to shake, clearly a little nervous as you tell him, “I’ve heard so much about you.”

“Wish I could say the same,” he mutters, loosely taking your hand, making sure to wipe it on his trousers when you let go of him. He can’t beat you up, but he sure as hell can be petty.

“Leon.” Ada laughs like a mother does when she’s trying to play down her child’s petulance. “Be nice, baby.”

She’s insane. She has got to be crazy if she thinks Leon is going to put up with this. She’s talking to you all nice like We have dinner soon, but I just had to come and see your art. I’m so proud of you, sweetheart. I really am. You’re so much more accomplished than my loser husband. My snooty little angel, look at your beautifully useless art, my tactically skilled, special agent husband could never be as talented as you. Oh no, he could never. And she thinks he’s going to stay? Yeah right. Never.

Leon has standards. He does. He’s going to leave right now, he’s going to block her number, put her minimal shit in a bag, and toss it over the balcony. He’s going to hand her over to the President on a silver platter. He’s going to leave a bad review on your art. Is there a website for that? There’s gotta be. There’s a website for everything now. Ugh—Ugh. You’re not even anything special. Not the kind of beauty that offends women or intimidates men, but to Leon it does both.

“The reservation is soon, we should head over,” Ada says, looping her arm with yours and waiting for Leon to follow.

He does follow. Glaring at your back. A threesome has been on his bucket list for years, sure, but not like this. It was meant to be sexy. Not cheating.

Leon fumes silently all the way over to the restaurant, while the waiter leads the three of you to the cushioned booth at the back, when Ada slips into the booth beside you, when your foot knocks his under the table, when the waiter hands over the menus.

The two of you are talking, it sounds like noise to him, like he’s underwater. You keep looking at him with these great, big eyes. Like you're waiting for him to say something. Or maybe you’re testing him. Maybe you want him to leave. He wants you to leave.

Ada is too sneaky. She’s like a cat, they're nifty little things—Ada is twice as sly. She’s cunning. Like a fox. Yeah. That sounds right. A fox. A beautiful, red fairytale fox that talks its way out of dirty work. Leon is some stupid, hysterical damsel that needs a kiss to snap out of it. And you’re a wretched little toad and you’re going to get what’s coming for you, for being a part of this, for being her side piece, for making her smile like that.

“So,” Leon finally cuts into the conversation you’ve been having without him for a good twenty minutes, “when were going to tell me you had a partner, Ada.”

She scoffs at him lightly, a smile playing on her red lips. “I don’t do boyfriends or girlfriends, Leon, I’m forty.”

“What does that even—“

“It’s just sex, Leon, I told you that before, I wish you would listen.”

It’s always just sex with Ada. All he gets is sex. All you get is sex. Maybe the two of you aren't so different. Maybe you’re both little mice and Ada is going to eat you both up.

“Leon is so sentimental,” Ada sighs, shaking her head like he’s such a hassle.

You smile at him awkwardly. He just stares. Ada takes her fork, holding it up so the tines bar his face like she’s putting him in public timeout, in jail. “He’s just so emotional, I mean, really, you know how men get.”

You shift in your seat, unsticking your thighs from the leather booth. “Uh, yeah, I guess so.” You smile at him again, nervous, fraying, like he isn’t what you expected—It’s Ada. It’s all Ada she probably marketed this as some fucking chic ménage á trois.

Leon just sits there like he’s just been hit by a train and is trying to be casual about it. Of course she did. Of course she did and that’s why he goes on a second date with you and her. That’s why he drives the two of you home a week later. His wife and the person she’s fucking.

This week has been tense. Dinner was tense. This drive is tense. You clear your throat in the back seat. “Um…Honestly, you could drop me a couple blocks away from home, it’s actually right down there—“

“No, no, sweetheart,” Ada gasps, like a really fake gasp, “we couldn’t do that to you, it’s so dark out.”

“It’s fine,” you insist, he watches you through the rear view mirror, how your hands twitch in your lap, the way you lick your dry lips, “I just don’t want to be intruding on anything.”

“You’re not intruding, sweetheart.”

Yes you are.

“It’s just that…Mommy and daddy are fighting, honey.” Ada sighs a long-suffering sigh.

Impressively, Leon doesn’t swerve off the road, but the car does jerk and sputter. You look like you’re about to cry, or jump out of the moving vehicle, or like you’ve been told Santa isn’t real, or that he’s in jail for indecent exposure.

“Ada…” Leon mumbles, shaking his head at her, “don’t.”

“Why, Leon?” She huffs like this is it not some psychosexual hostage situation. “Children should know when their mommies and daddies aren't doing well, communication is very healthy.” It’s all a game to her. She’s so callous and insincere and awful and frighteningly beautiful.

“Stop it, Ada.” He white-knuckles the steering wheel, does a red light, thinks about taking both of you down with him.

“Oh my god,” you mumble from the back, sinking into your seat like you want to disappear. Poor kid. You don’t even know what you’ve gotten yourself into.

“Just take us home now, Leon,” Ada says, sniffing dramatically as she gazes out of the window.

So he drives. Pedal to the metal. Reverse parks in record time. Kills the engine. Ada’s already out the door, leaving behind a cloud of perfume, heels clicking on the concrete, you’re following like a ghost, footsteps barely audible.

“Shoes off,” Ada hums as she floats into the apartment she has never once called home.

You won’t meet his eye. Not even Ada’s. Just standing there all small. Breakable. Looking at the ground—It’s not like there’s much to take in. Underfurnished. Empty glasses litter every flat surface. Leon’s leather jacket is draped over the sofa.

“You two are the same,” she laughs, it echoes down the hall as she leaves a trail of clothes leading to the bedroom, and look at you two. So easily led. Hansel and fucking Gretel over here. “So dramatic, so sentimental, so hysterical—I mean at least you’re quiet about it, sweetheart, Leon throws a tantrum,” she muses as she edges her panties off her ankles. “God, don’t just stand there, help each other out.”

Leon makes the first move. He feels bad. Doesn’t know if he wants this, if he wants you, but he does it ‘cause she said so. You’re nervous, heart like a hummingbird in your chest, he feels it when he rather unfeelingly unbuttons your shirt. He nudges you onto the bed gently, you have nice hips, nice legs, nothing about you is wrong—It’s just him that’s wrong. What he’s gotten himself into.

“You need help down there, Leon?” Ada tilts her head to the side as he spreads your thighs, leant on her elbow, busy mouthing at your neck, kissing your jaw, tweaking your nipple every few seconds like it’s a fidget toy.

“I know my way around, thanks” he mumbles, and if there’s one thing he can focus on it’s eating pussy. He likes the way it tastes, the way it smells, how soft it is on his tongue. Pussy would never hurt him.

You arch when he kisses your clit, you whine when he pushes a second finger in, when his lips close around your clit and he sucks. You don’t scroll through your phone waiting to be impressed like Ada would.

He wipes his mouth when you cum, sitting up, breathless. “You happy now?”

“Oh, Leon, why don’t you come here, handsome?” Ada pats the space between you and her. He doesn’t move. Not this time. She purses her lips. “Leon has such a dangerous job,” she starts.

You blink the fog from your mind, turning to face her, spine straightening like every hair on your body stands to attention when she speaks. Even if you don’t want it to you—She’s magnetic.

“He’s a hero, really, he does so much to keep everyone safe—He’s not allowed to talk about it, but he does so much for all of us.” Ada trails a hand down the front of his jeans, cupping his dick. “I’m just so glad this is all in one piece.”

“Are you really, Ada?” He asks, staring at her.

“Yes, Leon, I am.” She smiles, practiced.

“I think we should take a break, Ada,” he says, dick still rock fucking hard.

“I really…I really think I should go,” you murmur, rubbing your eyes—He respects it. You got to cum, and now you’re leaving. “I really appreciate the invite—“

“Well, Leon.” Ada dusts herself off, still smiling. “If that’s what you think is right.”

“Yeah, I do.”

“Hm.” She nods, then she looks to you, patting your head, smiling, cooing so you can’t get out of her fucking trap. “I get to keep you, and daddy gets to keep the office and the printer.”

You scratch the back of your neck. “…I mean okay—I didn’t really, I mean…Okay.”

“Then I guess I’ll print the fucking papers,” Leon confirms, and it’s over like that. He sees his grief over to the door. Doesn’t kiss her goodnight. Just passes her onto you.

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tulippanes · 14 days ago

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heyyyyyyy idk if i can request if i can send another request but im absolutelyyyyy starving for more since the katsuku oneshot 🫶 id love to see sakusa and “you twist and couple up with him” post casa!!!

if not, that’s totally ok!!! just wanted to say i LOVED my first request 🫶😛

im so sorry again rhat this took forever as well....... but ofc u can request again !!! request however many times u want❕❕ there's no limit🙂‍↕️ i hope i did sakusa justice ive never written for him💔

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“are you nervous?” kiyoomi asked.

a slow blink before you mumbled a, “huh?”

“your hand is sweating,” he bluntly stated. in a whim of embarrassment, you immediately pulled your hand out from his grasp. cheeks warming as you tried to calm your beating heart. it was a little nerve wracking, actually extremely nerve wracking. it was absolutely stressful to walk into back into the villa with someone else by your side. not alone like your couple was probably expecting.

his eyes studied you before he stepped closer to you. “are you regretting it?” he questioned.

“no,” you responded with quickness. no hesitation found, or none that he could find. kiyoomi wasn’t necessarily easy to please. at least, most thought so. he didn't really get along with anyone on the first day of casa. it's not like it was unexpected, straightforwardness isn't always appreciated by some. but… he tolerated you that first day. you were someone who he found himself leaning towards. that was probably why he asked you if he could sleep in the same bed as you.

“with me?” you had a puzzled expression on your face. he seemed like the kind of guy who slept in soul ties to avoid sleeping with anyone. he was, this was way out of his comfort zone, hell being on love island already was. but it is basically the whole point.

he nodded, “yeah. with you.”

it was a little funny how dumbfounded you looked. it wasn't that big of a deal anyway. ultimately, you agreed, “oh! yeah, sure!” he liked the giddy expression you had then.

however you were too irresistible, it seemed, since a lot of the other casa people had interest in you too. yet even he was nothing short of competitive. stealing you away from your chats, taking advantage of challenges just to get closer to you, he made use of the few days he had. honestly it was a bit difficult to tell whether or not you were interested in him too. sometimes you’d reciprocate his advances and other times there was hesitation in your actions.

he figured that maybe you didn’t want to do anything necessarily ‘wrong’. at the end of the day, you still had an original partner back in the villa. maybe you found that more meaningful than whatever you had going on with him.

it’s why it was quite the surprise you wanted to take him back to the villa. so many thoughts swarmed his head. did you have ulterior motives? was it just because you actually felt something with him more than what you thought? or something entirely else? whatever it was, he couldn't avoid the fact that he was genuinely happy. glad that you chose him out of everyone else.

it felt right to be by your side and being brought by you and you only. you denied any regret that you may or may not have had. what he knew for sure is that he didn't regret a single moment of pursuing you. “give me your hand,” he said as he held out his own hand.

“what? but it's all sweaty and you–”

kiyoomi reached out and grabbed your hand anyway, giving it a reassuring squeeze while interlocking your fingers with his. “i don't mind it.. even if it's a little gross,” he replied. you let out a noise that was akin to a scoff and a laugh combined. a small smile took over his expression.

“you won't let go?” you hummed.

“you wouldn’t want me to anyway,” he answered.

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jayspacecadet-afterdark · 6 days ago

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moot appreciation!!!!!!! love you all!!

(if i don’t write anything or don’t mention you it’s not cause i don’t love you it’s cause im still p new here and haven’t gotten to know all of u💔)

@a-boy-made-of-yellow

jax, my marauders yap buddy, favorite color friend, genuinely such a sweet person :)) i’m so excited to laugh and cry and probably simp over my man JFP💕💕💕and others in the future😌stay safe, my golden friend

@axton-0ffline

axton!!! you are such an amazing person and have made me feel so so loved while i’m here! so glad we can swap sad music and i’m always happy when i see your name in my activity <3 never stop interacting plsss>:333

@someones-here-for-sure

sam, my local dogboy friend with goated music!! so glad you’re here, you always like my posts without fail and you honestly make my life just that much better🫶LOVE YOU!!/p

@butterflies-in-blood

the only person i know irl or online w a horse. i think💀💕. JASPER!! you are so so cool and tbh i was a little intimidated bcs i thought u were really awesomesauce but im glad we can interact now:D always happy to see your name come up!<3

@imdoingitagain @blurringmysoul @stoned-sh4rk

i’m gonna be so fr you all kind of intimidate me😭😭like ur so cool idkkkkk…hopefully i will get the courage to interact more but for now i just lurk and i can guarantee that all of you make me smile at LEAST once per day…you’re senses of humor and relatability are unmatched and i’d be so so sad if any of you were gone :(<3

@bloodyashes

ash!! you haven’t posted a fit check in a while but i maaay have gone back and stalked ur old ones out of curiosity and >:0 not ONLY are you suuuper cool looking but ur fits r AWESOME! you’re so much fun to see on my dash, you bring a smile to my face every time!! i genuinely hope life treats/is treating/will treat you well…you deserve it<3 love you sm/p

@dead-morgue-boy

ur kinda in the same category as cam, ree, and milo, but i wanted to make you you’re own because as nervous as i am to send u asks n stuff you have a really cool vibe and WOW U LOOK COOL AHH(still not over it lol), i know you’ve been considering some things recently and im just going to ask that you be as safe as you can if possible. you might not believe it but there are people who care about you genuinely and despite everything, and you would be missed. i hope life gets better for you, since that’s all i really can do. but i love you🫶/p and so do sooososo many others

@sweetechinacea

again, literally been stalking u a bit😭you are one of the sweetest, most genuinely selfless people i’ve ever met. you are so so kind, helping everyone through this horrible thing happened right now, and i genuinely hope you get some kind of good karma from it because you fucking DESERVE it. i’m always here if it gets too much, but if i could i would send you a package with a million hugs and (magical zero cal)((or just guilt free❤️))chocolates in it💕💕

@alw4ysc0ld @cannerabal

yall are so sweet and interact w me sm!! im also intimidated by you but😔✌️apparently i am with like all of my moots siiigh. ciera the aesthetic is unmatched!! also how are your posts so relatable omg we seem to randomly be in sync with our b/r💔#bingebuddies #ihatethis #getusout….izzy, ur so cool!! yet you also manage to be so good at making everyone feel better, how do you do it 😭😭🫶love you both sm/p

okay i’m making a pt 2 for the rest of the moots don’t worry I LOVE TOU ALL I JUST CANT WRITE ANY MORE RN💔💔TRUST YOU ALL MEAN SOSOSOSOSO MUCH TO ME❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️FIND HELP IF YOU NEED IT THIS POST IS PROOF SOMEONE CARES!!!

#jay’s space station🛰️#jay logs🛰️#jay’s crew🛰️#I LIVE YOU ALL MORE THAN I CAN PUT INTO WORDS🫶NEVER BE AFRAID TO DM I ALWAYS WANNA TALK

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nicherayyy · 1 year ago

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Niche!! Im glad to see u back!! How are you doing?

I had this scenario in my mind about La Squadra x child reader and im sorry if my asks are too much but I love the way you write this entire concept so much, i rlly hope you don’t mind if I share some of my scenarios and thoughts.

There was this video , the closest I could find to the original (besides that annoying robotic voiceover, I apologise )

I thought it was so cute because I can only imagine this w Pros. Imagine receiving a crumb of this mans affection😭 Like ofc he tries to look professional, even at home, but for his kid?? I think he would appreciate it, especially if reader is not really the cuddly type as they get older. Maybe there will be a pat on the back or head, or a genuine smile, letting you know that even if you get older he will still love you the same. He will still fight for you, protect you and root for you- because you are his child. I like to imagine Ghiaccio too- he would try to ask what you are doing as you simply settle against him, just wanting to show some affection. he won’t complain once he realized what you were trying to do- on the inside he is like 🥺. You are his kid and he will not deny your hugs, wrapping his arms around you and leaving the laptop he previously worked on aside- even if Formaggio or Illuso come barging in, teasing him and all, he will make a note to beat them up later-but for now he will enjoy this moment between you two (Cue these two idiots wanting hugs too, but you will never catch Illuso alive saying that)

Hiii! I’m doing great, thanks for asking <3

And no, I absolutely love this type of requests, so don’t worry abt it!!

Okay so here’s the hcs

Teenage Reader hugging their Father Figure from La Squadra

Oh yes, Risotto Nero. Stoic leader of the most feared assassin group

And a loving father

Just imagine this tall, intimidating man cuddling his child😭💔

And of course, as reader was younger, they used to cuddle all the time

Reader returned from school? Cuddles

Reader is getting ready for bed? Yeah, could someone (*cough cough* Risotto) give them a cuddle?

So yeah, reader is basically a cuddle bug

But after some years of course, cuddles became a rare occurrence

(Which Risotto was very sad about)

But he understood, maybe reader just didn’t want to, or think that cuddles are for children

So when teenage reader just crawled into Risotto’s arms just like in old times..

The man literally melted

Immediately hugged reader back

He didn’t even realise how much he missed this😭

“If I’m too heavy I can stand up”

“Please don’t”

Literally so happy

With Prosciutto it’s a bit different

Of course, even after reader got older he still gives them some pats on a head and words of encouragement

I mean, it’s his child, he loves them to death

But still, he wasn’t an affectionate type of parent

And when reader crawled into his lap he immediately got still

For a few seconds he didn’t know what to do

“Is it okay? If you don’t want to cuddle—“

“I do want to cuddle”, he hugged reader back

Okay let me tell you Pesci is so sad when reader stop wanting to cuddle

Like.. why don’t they want to cuddle?

Did he do something and now reader hates them?

Where’s his cuddly baby?😭

But he made peace with it after some time

I mean, reader is a teenager now

And I guess it’s not so cool for teenagers to hug with their dad

So when reader just randomly hugged him..

He cried

And of course hugged reader back

“Wha- why are you crying?”

“I’m just *sob* so happy”

Melone is a cuddle bug himself

Like he LOVES to cuddle

It’s his favourite way to show people that he cares for them

So when his child got older and stopped to cuddle he was really sad

He knew it was normal, reader got older and maybe they just stopped liking this type of affection

And of course he didn’t expect to get a hug from them when he was working on his laptop

The speed with which he put aside all of his tasks😭

Mf was over the moon with happiness

“You have no idea how happy I am right now”

Okay I believe Ghiaccio won’t tolerate any cuddles

Unless those cuddles are from reader

I mean they’re his child, why wouldn’t he want cuddles from them?

But of course he won’t show it

Imagine reader crawling into his arms and he’s like:

“What are you doing?”

“Cuddling”

“Okay”

HE LOVES IT

Even is he’s just sitting on the couch with poker face, he still will hug reader back

And if someone (*cough* Formaggio *cough* Illuso) tries to tease him about it.. well Ghiaccio would handle it later

Let’s just hope this someone has enough time to stay frozen

Speaking about Illuso

I think he like cuddles

But he rarely initiates them

Of course he loves giving his child affection, only he prefers to show his love with words or gift giving

But still he would appreciate the hug from reader

“Oh so you still love your old man? How sweet of you”

The same as Melone, Formaggio is a cuddle bug

But let’s be fr, he loves all types of affections

Pats on the back, words of encouragement, you name it

He always initiates cuddles with reader

And he’s got kinda used to the fact that only he initiates them

So when reader initiated hugs first—

“OH MY GOD FINALLY”

He immediately hugged reader back

And I mean this tight bear hug

Definitely won’t let reader go for a few minutes

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rinhaler · 2 years ago

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PRELUDE

CHAPTER SUMMARY : Your best friend Chigiri is hanging out at your place helping you wrap gifts for the holidays. Weird coincidence that your ex-boyfriend's brother texts you while you're talking about him with an invitation to visit the Itoshi family cabin!

ex-fiancé!rin x f!reader

WARNINGS : 18+, alchol consumption, mentions of a breakup.

WORDS : 1k

notes: SOOOOO nervous to share this but I hope u all enjoy :3

MASTERLIST ┊ NEXT CHAPTER

“Do you miss him, still?” Hyoma asks, helping you wrap gifts to deliver to your family throughout the week. His question halts you, momentarily, before you shrug the thought away. “I get it, this time of year makes you think about things like that too much.”

You sigh, finishing one present and placing it in a tall gift bag before starting another.

“I don’t have any right to miss him, right? I ended things…” you try to laugh at yourself so you don’t cry, but Hyoma knows you too well, he knows how sensitive you are. He knows how you try and downplay your feelings so that you don’t make others feel uncomfortable.

But he knows you.

“It’s a big change, though.” he reminds you, “Cut yourself some slack.”

“Anyway!” you giggle, still trying to hide your true feelings before you burst into tears. “I’m dreading Christmas. I’m meant to be seeing my parents on different days, my dad has a new girlfriend who is younger than me. It’s so weird.”

“I told everyone I’m working so I don’t have to see anyone all week.” he smirks, laughing a little when he sees you staring at him with a look of horror. It’s kind of genius, really, you’re a little jealous you didn’t think of it. “It’s my birthday week, I choose peace.” he tells you, defending his choice.

“I love your birthday.” you tell him, finishing up another present. You stand up so you can stretch your body, sitting on the ground is definitely taking its toll. You end up yawning loudly as your body relaxes, but you feel a surge of energy as you look down and see a notification on your phone.

SAE: hey, are u doing anything next week?

“Um…” you say, pacing around a little as you read the text over and over. You catch Chigiri’s attention, he finishes wrapping the last item and puts it in the bag for your dad. “Sae just texted me.”

“Sae? What did he say?” he wonders, pulling his body up so he’s sitting on the couch behind him rather than the cream, fur rug in the middle of the hardwood floor. “You’re still in touch with him?!”

“Well, y-yeah! I figured I broke up with Rin, not his family, so…” you explain, sitting next to him on the couch and showing him the text. His eyes widen, surprised at what he’s asking. “Once we started getting along we were close! I didn’t feel right about cutting him off too… should I reply?”

“I don’t know. This is weird.”

You roll your eyes and look at the text thread again.

YOU: it’s chig’s bday and I’m seeing family! wbu? SAE: my parents are in Europe for the holidays so I’m heading up to the cabin with some friends. Interested?

“Oh my God.” you speak, showing Chigiri your phone.

“Stop calling me Chigs.” he scolds you, focusing again to read the most recent text. “Shit. What’re you gonna say?”

YOU: can’t! hyoma will be alone for his bday if I come 💔

“Don’t use me as an excuse!” he chastises you. “If you wanna go, go.”

“I don’t want to… what if Rin is there?”

SAE: bring him. SAE: there’s more than enough room.

Your heart is racing. You only realise how much when Hyoma reminds you to breathe. Even your hands are trembling as you hold your phone. He doesn’t say anything in way of an answer if he’d like to come or not, he’s leaving it in your hands.

“I- it’s your birthday, Hyoma!”

“I don’t have plans! We’ll either spend it together at home or spend it together in a rich boy’s cabin.” he assures you. You smile, weakly, appreciative of the support. But there’s no way you can go. You can’t face Rin after everything, not yet, maybe not ever. “Whatever you wanna do, I’ll support you!”

You look down at your phone again, still having no idea what to say.

SAE: Rin won’t be there, that’s why I’m inviting you. YOU: … YOU: why? Let me guess, training? SAE: yeah. SAE: so… YOU: ugh… fine! If ur sure he won’t be there SAE: I’ll send the address 😊

“What am I doing?” you ask Chigiri, tossing your phone down onto the coffee table before turning to face him. He laughs, leaving you alone to open a bottle of Disaronno. “Hyoma… it’s 11am.”

He shrugs, “It’s Christmas.”

You laugh, watching him pour two small glasses for you both. The two of you get comfortable on the couch, facing each other, as you begin to dissect what just happened. He pulls the blanket down from the back of the sofa and you both struggle to adjust it with one hand each, neither of you willing to put down your drink.

Disaronno is dangerous, because it tastes so good. You drink it, lots of it, forgetting it isn’t in fact Dr Pepper in a glass. You both end up wasted, forgetting everything that just happened.

You look at your sparse Christmas tree, feeling a wave of sadness as you remember this time last year you and Rin had decorated it together.

“I do miss him…” you tell Chigiri after a lull of silence, lip wobbling as you think fondly of your ex. Chigiri shakes his head, though, taking another big gulp of a much larger drink.

“Don’t start.” he insists.

You sigh, putting your drink down and taking a few deep breaths. He tries to distract you with nonsensical chit chat, though it doesn’t really help. Rin is still at the forefront of your mind, no matter how hard you try and push him away. Who’s stupid idea was it to drink at 11am? Hyoma’s! It’s all his fault you’re in your fucking feelings.

“Hey, I’ve been wondering something…” he tells you, tilting his head as he thinks. “How are you gonna get out of seeing your parents for Christmas?”

You look at him, dumbfounded. You lean back over to the coffee table to grab your drink without taking your eyes off him. It’s gone in one swig, so he tops it up again. And you devour that, too.

“… Fuck.”

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fairyplam · 6 months ago

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IVE FINISHED A CLASH OF KINGS

And my thoughts on the matter

I- loved this book. Did I love it as much as the first one? Idk- the first one was much less depressing- haha. Even with its ending, in away things still looked hopeful enough- ?

We also had the Stark family interaction which we lack in book 2 sadly…

B U T

I still very much enjoyed it. I never read dark grim before so I do enjoy the complexity and depth of all of the topics.

- Arya and Sansa: as much as I like their chapters in book 1, here I enjoyed them far more- especially Arya and the whole plot with jaqen h'ghar ? And while cast of characters around here. As well as Sansa, she was much more active character. Her monologues were heartbreaking yet interesting to read ;-; can’t wait to see where she goes in the next book-

- Bran and Winterfell: I LOOOVE this whole part, seriously Bran is such a brat I love him ;-; yea he’s little annoying kid at times but he is A KID. And he’s acting very brave when it matters - and very kindly and the whole magic aspect was so interesting I can’t wait to read more about it- ;-; and it actually broke my heart the last chapter where they leave Winterfell 💔 I do wish we had a little more insight about he’s feeling of leaving Rickon ;-; but over all, loved his parts a lot.

- Jon Snow: well… I’m a simple gal. Jon does literally anything? I will love it- haha. No by he’s chapters where usually more chill and easy which was very welcoming between all the wars and drama. Love he’s interactions with his friends <3 and especially with Ghost, they were literally so precious. He was also so nervous but trying to put a brave face in the later chapters and I found it very sweet and interesting to watch him finally in a place he’s unsure of- anyway, love my boy Jon snow a lot.

All the rest of the characters I also enjoyed them, of course. Lady Catelyn were soooo interesting, even with the lack of Robb presence… which I DO NOT appreciate- where is my boiiiii 😭

Theon, I want to slap him so hard. You dumdum idiot- should’ve went to the Wall- I would love to read a fic about that- lol- but srs I want to slap him.

Danny way really cool and not enough chapters??? The house of the undying?? Hello??? What- very cool.

Davos and Tyrion chapters were alright overall. We had so many Tyrion chapters… which ok they were interesting but they were sooo many and sooo long- but it was very cool to see him as the hand of the king tbh- and now with his father returning… well… sound sucks lol- 🥲 Davos was nice but I really just wanted more Stannis- I love Stannis (and Ranly) so muchhhh

Will Storm of Sword will crush me? Probably. Will I survive? I hope so-

#asoiaf #jon snow #a song of ice and fire #robb stark #Arya stark #Sansa stark #catelyn tully #tyrion lannister #davos seaworth #daenerys targaryen #bran stark

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haologram · 5 months ago

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Hi! This is the first time I’ve ever written to a writer, but I just had to let you know how much I love your work.

The first fic I read of yours was What Do I Call You, and let me tell you—I was losing sleep over it. Not just because I was completely hooked, but also because I forgot to save it! I was reading it super late at night, closed the Tumblr app, and then couldn’t find it again. I was so mad at myself. It took me forever to track it down—mainly because I forgot what sport Mingyu played, so I kept searching “basketball Mingyu” instead… Anyway, when I finally found it, I was beyond relieved because I needed to finish it.

Your writing had me smiling and my heart fluttering the entire time. The dynamic between MC and Mingyu? Their banter? Perfection. I think what made me love it even more was the way you wrote Mingyu—it felt so real, like exactly how I imagine him as a guy pining over his best friend. You captured him so well, and I can’t thank you enough for that.

I also have so much to say about the Hao fic you wrote, but I’ll save that for another DM! Just know that I seriously appreciate you and the time and effort you put into crafting such well-written stories. What Do I Call You is hands down my favorite Mingyu fic, and I already know I’ll be revisiting it whenever I need a good Mingyu fix.

Hope you have a great week ahead!🩷

hi friend! ♡

- forgetting to save or like a fic ALWAYS makes me fucking tweak out 😭 to THIS DAY i am still hunting for a fic i read TWO YEARS AGO that i forgot to save 💔 i’m crushed BUT…here u are 🫶🏼

- basketball player!mingyu…💭💭 thinking thoughts.

- AUAUAUAUA THANK YOU!! i loved writing bff!mingyu so fucking bad 😤 i’ve written many a fic but this was definitely one of my favorite fics ever, something about someone who presents so sweetly (mingyu) so gently (mingyu) so EVERYTHINGGGG MINGYU IS SO EVERYTHING 😭💔

- the hao fic…💔 oh GAWD THE HAO FIC 😭

- thank you for reading! i’m glad you found me again :( and thank you for writing me!! i genuinely appreciate it and your feedback is so greatly cherished :( 🫶🏼 please have a wonderful week & stay safe!!

#hgz.feedback #hgz.💌#i wanna sob ??#this was so nice & sweet #remind me to think of basketball player!mingyu…#maybe…x manager??#x photographer??#….maybe it’s a co-ed team???#👀👀💭💭

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aprivateplace7 · 3 months ago

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Hi, my name is Mosab , I’m from Gaza, and like many here, I’ve lost more than I ever thought I could bear — my family, my home, my sense of safety, and the simple moments that once gave life meaning. 💔

I’m not writing this to ask too much of anyone. I’m sharing a piece of my story — not because I want sympathy, but because I still believe someone, somewhere, might care enough to listen.

If this message finds you at the wrong time, I understand.

I’m truly sorry if it feels like an interruption.

➡️ Please feel free to DM me if you'd rather not receive asks from me — I'll make sure not to contact you again. 🤍

✨ If you do feel moved to help — even by sharing — it means more than words can say.

Every repost, every bit of care, helps keep hope alive in a place that has seen too much darkness.

🙏 Thank you for taking the time to read.

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Wishing you peace, healing, and comfort — wherever you are.

With deep appreciation

Post is reblogged. If u can't donate, everyone share!

#free palestine #gazaunderattack #asks palestine

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Hello again! Loved the Jason HCs, he might be a parody but he needs more appreciation, the missed potential!!!

ANYWAYS another character for the ask game (I hope two back to back isn't too much, sorry if it is ;u;)

Specifically, my personal favourite, SILVERee! 🏳️‍🌈💔❤️‍🔥🖕😭😶

(Bonus notes: I have a theory surrounding him specifically! Also I do wonder, why was he never given a legal name? Surely it would've come up since he was in 3 cases. (I assigned him Shin Sang-jun personally))

Thank you! I'm happy to hear you enjoyed Jason Stone HCs! His character definitely had some missed potential!

I don’t mind people sending in multiple characters; I always get repeat customers!🙂

That said, I’ll see what I can come up with for SILVERee!

(I just assumed we never learned his legal name because he lives his stage persona, but if it had been revealed, I could see it being done in his third/last appearance. (Nice name choice! I love giving unnamed characters names!)

🏳️‍🌈 A sexuality headcanon

I’m not sure what I would pick for SILVERee… Maybe pansexual since he’s a big celebrator of love. But regardless of his identity, I see him having a preference towards women, but he is not oblivious to his attraction to men, non-binary, etc.

💔 An angsty headcanon

SILVERee’s manager was secretly working for SOMBRA. When he was starting out, he joined a talent agency to help him grow his fame. Unknown to him, it was a secret SOMBRA front to try and recruit unsuspecting youth. That’s how they were able to use his and others’ music to recruit more children. SILVERee never knew that his management team was so sinister, and after discovering the truth following SOMBRA’s Hunt, SILVERee’s career took a significant hit from losing his management team, and he had to start again almost from scratch.

❤️‍🔥 A romantic headcanon

While he can come off as a playboy and flirt, SILVERee doesn’t have time for relationships due to his busy schedule. But he would like to be in a relationship with someone who isn’t with him for fame. Of course, he knows it's unavoidable that his love life will be displayed for the world to see, but he would still like to find someone who loves his true self and not the singer on stage.

🖕 A headcanon relating to anger

SILVERee has a short temper, especially when things don’t go his way. It earned him the title of “diva,” and people know to follow his orders, or else he’ll (metaphorically) explode. But after receiving therapy for his trauma at SOMBRA’s hands, SILVERee also learned how to control his anger. He still has moments where he lets his anger control him, but he’s getting better at managing his temper.

😭 A headcanon about the worst thing that happened to them

During SOMBRA’s hunt, SILVERee watched a kid get shot in front of him. Their blood splattered onto his face and clothes, but he still believed it was all fake for the “show” and that the blood was artificial. When he found out the Hunt was real, SILVERee realized the blood on him was too. He had a panic attack, and the second he was able to take a shower, he nearly scrubbed his skin off, trying to remove the blood. Even afterwards, he could still see the blood and the guilt of leaving the injured child because he thought it was fake began weighing on him heavily.

😶 A random headcanon

He loves painting his nails. SILVERee finds it therapeutic to paint colourful polishes onto his nails and has even tried nail art. He’s not that good at making designs on his nails, but he’s getting better. He’ll also watch nail art tutorials to learn new tricks and how to keep his nails in good condition.

And that’s all I’ve got! Thanks for the request!

#criminal case #criminal case save the world #SILVERee #headcanons #ask

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namgyunation · 13 days ago

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OMGGMG

season 3 tomorrow???? this is insane I'm so nervous!!! I can't wait for that freak loser to be back on my screen 💔 Namgyu nation won't be starving for much longer

I've been mostly active on twitter recently so I saw your response SUPPERR LATE I can't believe I missed it!!! YOU'RE SO SWEET you literally deserve it all omgmgmg

and literally, if there's no Namgyu backstory crumbs I'll die!! I need to know why he's like this, or at least see a clip of him at club pentagon! I feel like if it was mentioned it must be at least a little important, to Namgyu's plotline if not anyone elses.

honestly, I'd also settle for some sort of recruiting flashback. We saw clips of others being scouted in such random spots, so it's not train station exclusive. I need to know where and how they picked up Namgyu so bad! like, was it at the club??? imagine going to your local hotspot and seeing one of the workers playing a child's game with some briefcase wielding weirdo; that almost feels a little less strange than the train station???

ANYWAYAY I assume you'll see this after the 27th since it's literally around the corner 🙈🙈 expect another if I'm even the slightest bit right.

MISS YOU!!! Hope you're doing well & thriving!!!!

-🍓

I FEEL DUMB. I LITERALLY SAW THIS THE SECOND U SENT IT AND TOLD MYSELF I WAS GONNA RESPOND AFTER WATCHING S3 but s3 genuinely had my jaw dropping (not in a good way exactly) that i completely forgot to what the hell...

ONE MONTH LATER.. BETTER LATE THAN NEVER...

assuming u already saw my vague ass thoughts on it, but damn icl it was a bit disappointing. BUT. what wasn't disappointing were all the delicious namgyu scenes lmfao... to this DAY i am still saving edits to my phone. he looked gorgeous the whole time and was funny as fuck. dare i say.... carried?

quite sad that we didn't get anything really in terms of a backstory. i appreciated the ONE club mention where he talked about how he got thanos hella free drinks, but i feel like that was really it.... my dearest namgyu... i suppose namgyu nation will just have to continue hallucinating his backstory (all good with me i love imagining things)

also omfg i love imagining him getting recruited.. it's canon that the recruiter stalks people for months before the fact (iirc, i'm trusting this one tweet i saw online bc i haven't watched s1 in a long time, which is where i imagine this fact would be drawn from), so like..... he was definitely watching namgyu. i have my own thoughts for his backstory, but i'm pretty sure jaewon confirmed that namgyu pretty much had no friends before entering the squid game (need to rewatch, but i swear he said something along these lines in one of his new interviews. i forget if i read it in the naver articles or if it was the spoken one with noon company, but I DIGRESS), so lol.. imagine being the recruiter and watching this friendless loser do nothing but go to and from work while freaking out over his extremely fucked crypto wallet that keeps on dipping lower and lower.. bonus points because no one seems to really fuck with him or care about him. perfect dude to pick for the games, because if he dies? who's gonna remember him or go looking? i like to imagine that the recruiter challenged him one night just a few blocks away from the club or in some piss-scented alleyway right next to the club. maybe namgyu is a little more stressed out / fucked up than usual, too, who knows, and he's pissy, trying to push the recruiter away, telling him to fuck off so he can get in his car and go home. but then the slight promise of cash he gets from their exchange is enough to make him go crazy bc fuckkk he finally has an out...? maybe??

ANYWAYS THANK U FOR THIS ASK MY DEAREST STRAWBERRY ANON.... ik this is way after the fact by now, but if u still gaf about squid game and have any thoughts about s3, i am all ears.... MISS YOU TOO!!! life's been stressful but i have definitely been thriving <3

#inbox #🍓

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delugyu · 2 months ago

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bae dont be mad at me i promise youre my fav writer to interact with on tumblr 😞 i send other writers silly little asks but you get LONG asks because i love this account so much 😪 its funny that i found it though because i actually read male idol stuff very rarely and most of the kpop things i read are for girl groups so i guess its fate 😛

the subtle hate that chuu and heart attack started getting from orbits genuinely baffles me bc?!???! we're mad that one of the members is really popular and has a larger fanbase? seriously GROW UPPP shes the sweetest person to ever exist and shes such a cutie how could anyone hate her 💔

also i assumed you were american because most writers i find on this app are but dont worry girl there isnt any weird aura around your fics that gives it away LMAO but seriously i dont understand how students over there do it because the college fees are insane?? i thought the uk was expensive until i saw the cost of going to college in america and i start shaking just thinking about it bc the student debt must be horrible.. sending prayers out to all you americans 😭

what is this i hear about sub soobin 🫣 literally anything sub/loser txt related has me drooling on my knees like YES GIVE IT TO MEEEE im in love with your brain you are keeping us so well-fed! a jennifers body taehyun fic sounds amazing i cant imagine my life without darker fics 😌 and from the ask you replied to after mine i will NOT oppose oc cheating on taehyun bc lets be honest we know who she wants!! go get ur man hes DESPERATE! and hes BEOMGYU if it was actually me and i had gyu acting this way trust we would have resolved everything 6 chapters ago 😖

and yes other than the impending sense of doom that naturally washes over me with every exam season, no matter how good i am at the subject, im actually doing pretty well because the thought of a long summer break is keeping me going 🙏 i think i remember you saying youre starting a summer job soon? good luck with that!! starting a new job sounds scary but i hope you still have a lot of time to yourself and dont work too hard 😣💗 and i honestly adore seeing you reply to my asks with essays partially because it makes me feel less bad about sending so many paragraphs every time i check in so matching my energy is a much needed form of validation 😭

- 🪼

i cream so hard every time i see a long ask NNNYEAHHH

i wish there was a mysterious and cool way to react to being told i’m ur fav writer to interact with but im cheesing hard af so it’s hard to be nonchalant lolllllll twirling my hair rn 😇 flattery works…. u win…. i’m telepathically transporting a dozen roses to u rn

i mostly read gg things too lol! i feel like aespa is like the only gg with good x reader fics rn, i can’t find others here we’re in a drought </3 i do equally enjoy ship fics tho ngl LMAOO gg fics on ao3 are so fucking fire. specifically aespa writers like the smut over there literally has me 😵😵‍💫 outing myself as an insane freak but i never liked omegaverse until i started reading jiminjeong fics LOLLLLL

ur right btw it was fate 😏 brought together through txt smut but united through our ten million other interests, wow that’s so beautiful <3

anyone who hates chuu needs to be struck down by a meteor. ALL TONGUES THAT RISE AGAINST CHUU FROM LOONA SHALL FALL!!! orbits should appreciate her music more too cause her discography is soooo good, it’s so sad to see her songs not getting the same love as other post-loona projects

yeah a lot of fic writers are american, i’ve noticed too lol. land of the freak home of the depraved 🔥

that was good… letting that linger for a second…

but i’m glad to hear my fics aren’t like obnoxiously american LOL 🫶 yeahhhh colleges here are insanely expensive, we need a socialist revolution 😭 i considered going to uni in canada or europe, but i ultimately decided against it cause international applications confused and scared me lol. id love to study abroad for a semester though, it’s just sooo hard for me to choose which country cause i wanna see so many

wait now knowing that ur from the uk i need to know so bad. do u feel like u can do a good american accent? LMAOOOO i feel like british ppl are so much better at doing american accents than americans are at british accents… i can do a mean australian accent tho im not gonna lie.

YES LORD sub/loser txt is everything to me!!! the mind control is working i suddenly feel compelled to drop a snippet of the camboy soobin drabble

omg yes i love dark fics so much. i’m kinda shocked it’s been five months here and i’ve yet to write a dark fic!!! i’m soooo excited to write taehyun as jennifer hehe. i already wrote two scenes for the fic, and the first scene i wrote was actually the ending lol. i never write my fics start to finish, i just write whatever scene is calling to me at the moment 😭 i googled jennifer check’s mbti out of curiosity and it showed up with ESTP which is also taehyun’s so 😛 yum

LMFAO the mc cheating movement is alive and well! go get ur desperate pathetic side piece queen!!! “if it was actually me and i had gyu acting this way trust we would have resolved everything 6 chapters ago” REAL AS HELL IM CRYINGGGG

push thru soldier!!! summer break is near!!!! NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHATTT!! yess one thing i love about college is that the winter and summer breaks are so long. unfortunately i do spend a significant portion of that free time working LMAO ty for the good luck! i’m only part time rn cause i need to figure out something better for transportation lol, so i still have enough time for myself for now hehe 🤍

glad to hear my essay-long responses have ur approval 😁🤞 i have no self control so anything that comes to mind as i’m typing is getting written down LMAO

just rented jennifer’s body. $3.99 well spent. microwaving popcorn rn. opening up a document for plotting and drafting and other evil nonsense. we are so backkkk 🔥🔥🔥

#nina answers #🪼 anon

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