#GOOSEBUMPS THIS WAS AMAZING HOLY SHIT

[witchwhaat]

YUMA LET'S GO

[whatsabouttohappen]

[dxckgrxsonx]

We all know jason loves eating pussy, and this mf knows he's good at too, he gets hard and off off it. but imagine him coming home from patrol and him being needy asf and being bratty and once he gets his mouth on you he's whimpering and grindning his hips into the bed and your pulling his hair and it makes him moan and grind into the bed even more, and when he's finally done getting you off he stands up and you see the wet spot on his boxers and he's still hard and he's shy and soft about it

Also bby I love your version of jason and dick, like holy fuck the shit you write is AMAZING like I love you so much..

its after 2am. i have to be up for work at 7. i give zero fucks rn. i need to write this. if i fall asleep at work later, im blaming you.

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"Fucking hell, Jay. What's gotten into you?"

He paws at you, strong hands trying to tug at the elastic of your pyjama shorts. His mouth is pitched up in a smirk. He wants something, you know he does. The elastic snaps back against your skin when Jason fumbles his grip and you hiss through your teeth at the sting.

You're grabbing at his shoulders, trying to find some fleeting sense of stability amongst his chaos. In the back of your head, you note that he's back from patrol a little early.

"Slow night, huh?" You try, unable to do anything but shuffle back in half steps when Jason herds you to the bedroom. "Must be if you're this needy."

His focus shoots to you, a pout suddenly settling on his face, "Wanna eat you out. Missed the taste of you."

Your eyebrow cocks up, eyes searching for a clock, "You are aware it's the middle of the night, right? We should be sleeping."

"But baby." Jason whines, settling on his front when you tip backwards onto the bed. "I want to lick your pussy. Please let me taste you, I know you're wet."

Combing your fingers through his hair when he leans forwards to press a handful of kisses across your stomach, you tug lightly at the base of his skull and pull his head back so you can look at him.

"Always about you, huh? I want this. I want that. What about me?"

Jason whimpers, "C'mon, sweetheart--please. Y'know I'm good at it. I'll have you coming in no time. Then when I'm done, we can go to bed."

Dragging his fingers just under the waistband of your shorts you feel your body flush with goosebumps. His touch burns a path straight through to your gut, it feels like wildfire, feels like nuclear fission. He kickstarts the heat inside you and you feel yourself start to get damp.

"Pleaseee. Lemme lick your pretty pussy. Wanna make you feel good."

Cupping his cheek with one hand you sigh, "Okay, baby. If you want it so bad."

Pulling your shorts down your thighs Jason grins, impossibly pleased with himself, maybe a little smug. It's an infuriatingly good look on him and it's hard not to react in the way he wants you to. Stupid smug horny bastard.

Guiding your thighs over his broad shoulders, Jason swipes his soft, wet tongue through your slit. At soon as your taste blooms across his tongue he moans, eyelids fluttering closed in bliss. He licks you from your soaking entrance, all the way up to your puffy clit.

Grabbing at your waist, Jason sucks your clit between his lips and drags the flat of his tongue over it. Bucking your hips up you choke out a quiet gasp of his name and fist at his hair.

Almost immediately, Jason moans into your cunt, hips grinding into the bed. Yanking at the strands harder, you guide his head where you want it to be and the noise he makes has your clit twitching desperately in his mouth.

Suckling at the throbbing bundle of nerves your thighs quake over his shoulders. Even though he gets his mouth on your pussy as often as he can, Jason never fails to have you seeing space and time and everything in between.

He's good. Really fucking good.

"S'good, Jay." You gasp, head tipping back. "So good for me, baby."

You feel him whine against your clit and you kick your hips up, grind yourself into his greedy mouth. Jason takes it easily, reflectively adjusts to every single movement you make until you hold his head in place using his hair.

"Uh--fuck." He moans into your cunt when he realises what you're going to do. "Use me, baby. Grind that pretty pussy all over my face."

Rocking your hips, you hold Jason in place and grind against his talented mouth. For a brief second, you think he's going to come with the sound he makes and the way he grinds his cock into the sheets. Instead, he drags his tongue all over your clit and you make a high, keening noise in the back of your throat.

"M'close." You manage to get out, breathless and trembling.

Doubling his efforts, Jason licks and sucks at your clit like an expert, like he knows exactly what to do to get you coming undone. Sliding two fingers into your clenching hole he twists his wrist and drags them over your sweet spot.

Gushing all over his hand you jerk and yank at his hair. Jason cries out and shudders from head to toe. Pumping his fingers into you, you feel heat drag up your neck when you hear the way your pussy squelches around the digits.

Arching your back when he sucks at your clit and hits your sweet spot at the same time you come undone, crying out his name and thrusting against his face. You feel your clit pulse and twitch in his mouth as he keeps lavishing it with attention, pussy squeezing rhythmically around his fingers.

Pulling back once you're spent, you release the tight hold you have on his hair. Jason rocks back onto his knees and you notice straight away the damp spot staining the front of his underwear.

A flush spreads up his throat, redness touching at his cheeks. Your heartbeat kicks up a notch at the sight of him, soft and embarrassed. Ducking his head he tries to hide from the look on your face but you see the way his cock twitches and strains against the sticky fabric.

He wants to come again.

"Oh my sweet boy. Did you get a little too excited eating me out?" You coo, reaching out to him. "C'mere, s'my turn to take care of you."

**

[vminizzle]

Feel special

pairing : husband!jungkook x f.reader

genre : smut, fluff

warnings : valentine’s day, shy!reader, teasing, they’re in love, making out, biting, marking, nipple play, pet names, praising, penetration, unprotected sex, love making, size kink, breeding kink, creampie, slight cockwarming

words count : 2k

A/N : well, I know, if I wanted to write something for Valentine’s Day… I’m late asf 💀 but heyyy, when we love someone it’s every day ahah. Anyways, I hope you will like this one. I was in a “romantic” mood when writing this. REMINDER : POOR ENGLISH. Take care and love y’all. - sunny

heavily unedited :(

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Jungkook kissed the back of your neck softly, his strong arms envelopping you in a warm back hug as you talked.

“roses?” you laughed. 

“I know that’s cliché.” he scratched the back of his head shyly as you turned around smiling.

“I love them so much, thank you.”

“I bought your favorite cake earlier.” you said pointing toward the dessert on the table.

“wrong.” he said making you look at him confused.

“you are my favorite cake” he grinned teasingly.

“oh shut up Koo.” you slapped his chest playfully before hugging him again.

You looked up at him, staring at his lips then into his beautiful eyes.

Jungkook bent down slowly cupping your cheek gently to kiss you, sucking softly on your bottom lip, pulling you closer to his body.

You snaked your arms around his neck deepening the kiss.

Your husband tapped on your thigh lightly gesturing you to jump.

Your legs were wrapped around his thin waist as he walked toward your bedroom.

The room was adorned with vanilla scented candles, rose petals,  it was just so romantic, the atmosphere felt so warm. 

He put you down on the floor as you admired your surroundings amazed.

“Jungkook.” you breathed out.

“when? I mean, how? I .. I mean ..wow! It’s so.” you turned to him again, tears in your eyes threatening to flow as your heart was melting with all the love and affection you were receiving.

“I love you.” your voice cracked as you sobbed into your hands.

“No no baby, don’t cry please.”

Your husband rushed to you, encircling you with his arms pulling you in his embrace.

“I love you y/n, I wanted to make this ..hm..special?” he squinted his eyes searching for words as you wiped the tear sliding down your cheek.

“Feel special. I wanted to make you feel special.” he pinched your cheek playfully a grin decorating his face.

“well, that’s cliché.” you joked.

“I’m kidding. I really appreciate this surprise. It’s so beautiful.” you smiled grabbing his hand. 

“thank you so much Koo.“ your eyes sparkled.

“don’t. You deserve all of this.” he laid a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“now, where were we?”  he wiggled his eyesbrows making you rolled your eyes.

“Well, I don’t know, perhaps were you about to get rid of this?” you gestured at your black dress.

“mmh yea, sounds fun.” he smirked, his hands finding their places on your hips, one hand sliding up to the zipper of your dress.

He unzipped the dress, letting the delicate material fall at your feet.

“holy shit.” he cursed astonished.

“You’re so damn gorgeous.” his eyes wandered over your body as if it’s the first time he see you.

“how did I get so lucky?” he looked you up and down for the umpteenth time, practically drooling at the sight.

You looked away shyly, his strong stare making you feel small.

You were wearing the black lingerie set he offered you for his birthday.

Yes, his birthday. He wanted you to wear it for him.

“Is it my birthday yet?” he joked.

“shut up idiot.” you slapped his chest lightly.

You put your hands on his black shirt, playing with the buttons before unbottoning them one by one.

Throwing the shirt somewhere on the carpeted floor, his hands immediately roaming on your soft skin.

“what a wonderful gift.” he groaned, his lips on your neck again, goosebumps raising after their journeys.

”Jungkook.” you giggled.

“y’know, I asked you what you wanted for today since last week, but you didn’t answer me.” you pouted.

He kissed your cheek laying you on the bed behind you gently before hovering above you.

“well.” he caressed you cheek.

“I want.” he pecked your lips.

“a baby.” he whispered against your lips.

Your heart skipped a beat cheeks burning as he smiled, resting his forehead on yours.

“It’s okay if you’re not ready darling. I can under-”

“I want a baby too.” you caressed his hair softly, fingers tangled in his soft black locks.

“are you serious?” he asked excited 

“yes.” you nodded.

“oh my god.” he hugged you tightly his body crushing you knocking the air out of your lungs.

“I love you so much y/n, you don’t even know how much.”

“I love you Jungkook.”

He looked into your eyes lovingly before pecking your nose.

Jungkook sat up again, placing his knees at each sides of your waist before taking your hand softly and placed it on his firm chest. He slid your hand down slowly on his smooth skin until it reached his boner.

“this, is because of you.” he stared down at your flustered face before getting off the bed and unbuckled his belt.

He came back onto the bed after getting rid of all his clothes.

“why so handsome.” you chuckled as you could noticed the tip of his ears getting red.

“you’re so cute.” you chuckled caressing his ears.

“I’m not cute, I’m sexy.” he winked making you laugh.

He laughed too before attacking you with kisses all over your face.

Jungkook’s lips got lower, kissing your jaw before traveling down to your neck licking the skin, then down to your collarbones leaving love bites on the area.

The sensation of his teeth against your sensitive skin made you moan.

Taking his sweet time to worship your body, enjoying every of your little reactions, his lips reached your covered breasts.

“mind if I take this off?” he asked playing with the straps of your bra.

You shook your head giving him the green light, he immediately got rid of your lacy bra throwing it in the pile of clothes laying on the floor.

His eyes drifted to your bare chest, fingers sliding from your stomach to your underboob, thumb caressing the soft flesh.

Jungkook bent down, attaching his lips around one of your nipple making you whimpered as you felt the wet muscle rubbing on the erected bud.

You watched his other hand fondle with your breast, eyes focusing on him stroking his thumb lightly against your nipple making you breathe heavily.

He twisted your nipple between his thumb and forefinger, feeling dizzy as he nibbled on the other erected bud with his teeth.

He sucked little marks on your chest, mouth trailing down your lower stomach, leaving wet kisses on the warm skin.

He reached your panties waistband and looked up at you again waiting for your consent.

“go on.” you encouraged impatiently.

His fingers dipped under the lacy material and dragged it down your legs slowly.

He spread your legs for him to lay in between them comfortably, kissing the inside of your thigh, biting softly on the flesh.

He left a chaste kiss on your glistening lips grazing the bud of nerves making your flinch at the contact.

He smiled before going up again kissing your forehead quickly.

He positioned himself at your entrance looking deep into your eyes.

“still good, my love?” he asked making you whispered a little “yes”.

He rubbed the tip on his cock between your wet lips, entering you slowly making sure not to hurt you.

“are you good baby?”

“yes, don’t worry babe.”

“just remember, if you want me to stop at any moment, let me know?” he asked making you nod.

Jungkook started moving making you hiss at the sudden move, thrusting in and out slowly taking his time making love to you.

You both wished this intimate moment wouldn’t end, it felt so good, the way his cock kept on brushing against the spot that made you moan and made you scratch his muscular back.

He couldn’t get enough of the way your warm walls clenched around him time to time.

You left kisses on his shoulder as he buried his head in the crook of your neck, whispering sweet nothings.

“I love you so much princess, you’re doing so good for me.” he bite on your ear lobe lightly earning a soft moan from you.

Jungkook looked down where you both were connected, his hand traveling down to the little bump on your lower stomach, applying a slight pressure making you and him moan at the sensation.

“shit baby, you see that. You’re so small you can even see my cock inside you.” he groaned when he felt you clench around him.

“just imagine when our babies will be there, growing inside you. The way your tummy will get round and swell f-fuck.”

Jungkook couldn’t help but imagined how pretty you’ll look pregnant.

He was so close to his climax, so were you. 

“so tight and warm.“ he whimpered in your ear, the sound erupting goosebumps on your body.

He sounded way too hot. You wanted to remember that sound of him every day.

You threw your head back in the pillow when he kept hitting on your g-spot.

“are you close princess?” he asked panting.

“yes yes fuck! are you?”

He groaned a low “yes” before kissing you passionately.

He gripped your thigh tightly, placing your calve on his hip to get a deeper as he adjusted his hips.

“Koo fuck fuck I’m gonna-”

He took your hands softly, placing them on each side of your head tangling his fingers with yours.

Holding hands while making love was a gest of pure love, it meant a lot for the both of you.

“Jungkook!” you came undone around him as he snapped his hips onto yours harder and harder making you see stars.

“fuck! I’m gonna put my babies inside you fuck, keep all of it! Can’t wait to see your big bump, walking around carrying my children! ahh yes!”

He gripped the headboard as he went faster, too carried away to even think about anything else than to cum inside you as soon as possible.

The thought of you being pregnant made his eyes roll to the back of his head, biting on his bottom lip hard not caring if it will bleed later, he was too lost into his fantasy.

“fuck you’re gonna look so fucking hot with my babies inside you shit!”

Jungkook cummed inside you with a loud moan following by your name, his hot cum warming you up, filling you up to the brim.

The way his eyes were closed, eyebrows furrowed, mouth slightly ajar : he looked so good.

Jungkook let his body collapsed on top of yours, laying his head on your chest as he took deep breaths to calm down, saying inside your warmth.

He sighed pleasantly as you stroked his head, pulling his hair back off sweaty forehead face.

“are you ok my love?” you asked kissing his head making him hummed before pressing his lips on your neck to leave a soft kiss on the abused skin.

“I’m more than ok.” you smiled at his words.

“I love you so much y/n.” he looked up at you lovingly.

“I love you more Koo.” you poked his nose lightly.

“no way, I love you the most.“ he pursed his lips disapproving.

“I love you more. now shut up if you really love me.” you smirked making him laugh loudly.

“what? C’mon.” he sighed defeated.

After a few minutes he pulled out, watching in awe as the sticky liquid oozed out of you. 

Jungkook pushed his cum back inside your core with two fingers making you hiss.

“I told you to keep them all.” he pecked your lips, his words taking you aback a little.

“I can’t wait for you to carry our babies.” 

He went down to place a soft kiss on your tummy making your heart melt at the cute gesture.

“You’re gonna be the best mom.”

“and you, the best daddy.” you flicked his forehead making him chuckled before biting on your collarbone.

Kissing you one last time, he rolled on his back pulling you on top of his body.

“I love you Koo. Happy Valentine’s Day.” you nudged your noses cutely, a smile decorating your husband’s lips.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, i love you darling.”

“let’s cuddle for a moment and then get clean up.” he muttered sleepily making you nodded.

His arms snaked around your waist pulling you closer to him before cuddling you. Sleep catching both of you after a few minutes.

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A/N : searching for my soulmate rn 🧍🏽‍♀️*sigh* hope you liked this one. Have a nice day / night lovely people. Love y’all

[sweetiecutie]

Pairing: Tangerine x fem! Reader

Warnings: smut, car sex, unprotected sex, horny and nasty<3

A/n: been meaning to write for this amazing man for like, half a year, but made this in 20 minutes in a rush of hornieness. Enjoy, my children😌

That was one of your usual shopping outings. Same old scenario - you went to the downtown of London with just one intention - spend exorbitant amount of money on superfluous togs. That’s how it always was. But not today - Tangerine looked exceedingly great today, or, maybe, you were way too horny - either way you couldn’t hold your hands off your man, pawing at his crotch in the middle of the ride so that he had to pull off the road to the first parking lot available, so you could finally get what you wanted. And so you did - bouncing on his cock like your life depended on it - diligently working your hips in wide circles, surely making the car shake.

You were perched on his lap, facing the steering wheel, Tangerine’s big hands roamed all over your sensitive body, playing with your soft tits and giving your ass occasional slap. You panted and moaned wantonly, thanking all gods and heavens for tinted windows this car had while desperately grinding your hips down onto Tangerine’s, feeling his thick cock rubbing against all delicious spots of your pussy.

- Easy, love, - Tangerine drawled behind you, amused with your sudden eagerness. One strong arm came to circle around your front, pressing your back flush against his hot chest. The sudden thrust of his hips up into yours made you choke on your own moan, legs growing weaker at the intensity of pleasure.

You leaned all of your weight against Tangerine’s body, lifting your hips a slightest bit up to allow him some space to thrust up into your drenched cunt. His nimble fingers pinched and twisted your nipples painfully, only bringing you closer to your orgasm.

- Rub that fuckin pussy for me, yeah? Rub it for me, you dirty girl, - Tangerine rasped into your ear, his touch felt scorchingly hot, mustache tickling your skin, causing numerous goosebumps to erupt. You obliged to his command, fingers coming to skillfully rub your swollen clit in circles, causing your pussy to clench harder around man’s throbbing shaft.

Tangerine let out a deep groan at the addictive feeling, his hips snapped into yours harder and faster, filling the small space of his car with lustful sounds of his balls smacking against your ass mixed with both of your desperate moans. You felt a small knot in the pit of your stomach growing tighter, your fingers rubbed little bead of nerves with more vigor as your free hand came behind to tangle in a perfectly styled curls on the back of your lover’s head.

- Holy shit, ‘m gonna cum, fill that little pussy so deep with my fuckin cum. You’d love that, huh? Walk around while it drips down your thighs, hm? Would you?

- Yesyesyes, Tan, please I need it so bad. Gimme your cum, want it inside, - you pleaded, eyes rolling back at the thought of actually walking around London with his cum leaking down your legs, so that everyone can see what you two were doing just half an hour ago.

Your nape snugly fell into the crook between Tangerine’s neck and shoulder, relaxing your body and letting him pound into you from beneath.

- Fuck this little cunt was made for me, ‘m so close, - Tangerine mumbled into your ear as he pumped his dick into you, coming closer and closer to his own release. You only nodded absentmindedly, already feeling euphoria slowly engulfing your body.

And with the final swipe of your fingers over swollen clit the dam broke - bright stars littered your vision, body convulsing in orgasmic spasms as intense pleasure flooded all over your belly. The quivering of your velvety walls around Tangerine’s needy cock pushed him right over the edge - he moaned and groaned like a wild animal while emptying heavy loads of cum into your warmth, filling you up with his seed to the brim.

A few moments passed in silence as you laid on top of your man, both of you panting heavily, heads buzzing with pleasant white noise. Tangerine tabbed on your belly softly, leaving a small kiss on the slope of your bare shoulder.

- Hop off, pretty girl. We got a lot to do today.

With that you slipped off his cock, putting on your cute panties as fast as possible, so that none of his cum dribbles out of your greedy pussy. 🤍

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[slytherhys]

I choose you and me, religiously

Prompt: Clandestine Meetings (week two) @elriel-month

You can also read this story on AO3!

A/N: I was so happy when @elainsweetcobalt asked me to write a story to accompany this amazing fanart for this week's prompt. Shout-out to her and @tessorange-art for the incredible job because holy shit it's such a good fanart

It was nearly 1am when Elain finally got the courage to get up from the couch and lie to her family.

“I’m exhausted.” She said with what she hoped was a soft, convincing smile – so at odds with the erratic spike of adrenaline coursing through her body, numbing her limbs. “I’m going to call it a night.” She added a bit apologetically, aware of her sister’s knowing gaze on the side of her face. Elain paid Feyre no mind, feigning obliviousness as she dropped a good-night kiss on Rhysand’s cheek, happy to see that no suspicion lingered in his star-speckled eyes. Feyre, however, was waiting for Elain with open arms and an intrigued look on her face.

She knew her sister wouldn’t ask questions while her mate was watching them so closely, but nervous bubbles still fizzed in her tummy as she wondered what, exactly, was going through Feyre’s mind. Nevertheless, Elain smiled – a doe-eyed, innocent grin that did absolutely nothing to fool her sister, who remained mercifully silent as Elain wrapped her arms around her – and it was all she could do to keep her composure as she turned around and climbed up the stairs, the curious gaze of her family on her back the only reason why she didn’t rush to her room.

Truth be told, neither Rhys nor Feyre had any reason to be suspicious, no reason to believe Elain to be anything but the stickler for rules she’d always been. The reliable if not predictablesister is what they saw every time they glanced at her, and it was an image Elain was all to happy to sustain if it meant one more night with him, his lips on her skin, his weight on top of her.

Her entire body was a riot of sensations – hot yet cold, numb yet buzzing with energy – yet there was no reluctance, no hesitation in her step as she entered her room – silently locking the door behind her – and made her way past the neatly made bed, past the overflowing vase of colourful tulips and towards the balcony door, throwing it open with gusto.

Only to find that no one was there.

Which was to be expected, if not a bit underwhelming. So what if her throat was dry with thoughts of running into his arms? So what if she could barely breathe with the anticipation that pounded through with every beat of her heart?

Elain turned, walking towards her vanity in a futile attempt of distracting herself, pointedly ignoring the tulips that seemed to taunt her from beside the balcony door. Her reflection watched her from the mirror with feverish, wide eyes and flushed cheeks the same pink as her satin dress – one she had picked specially with him in mind. Goosebumps covered her skin as a cool gust of wind caressed her ankle, wrapping around her calf-

Elain looked down – at the dark tendril stroking her skin – and her gaze immediately snapped up again, looking through the mirror at the man standing behind her, so silent and so still she blinked to make sure she wasn’t imagining him. But there he was. She parted her lips, every word fleeing her mind as she took him in – a midnight-dark shadow and impressive, leathery wings, carefully tucked in behind him. His lush lips were tilted up ever so slightly, hair wind-blown and wild. A familiar swarm of shadows lazily coiled around her, reaching for her, touching her – gently wrapping around her legs, brushing against her arms.

Her name on his lips was a greeting, a plea, and before Elain could greet him back his scarred hand were caressing her neck, his thumb stroking her delicate skin. In a woosh of relief, Elain tilted her head to the side, wild eyes urging him to touch her more, to wrap his hand around her throat. But Azriel’s touch remained soft, languorous. His hazel eyes, however, betrayed his otherwise calm expression, chaotic as they traced her face, her bare neck, the plunging neckline of her satin dress, and then flickering to her face in obvious appreciation.

Elain’s mind went quiet as his hand trailed slightly down, playing with the strap of her dress, teasing her until she was squirming in her seat, spreading her legs open. She couldn’t even bring herself to be embarrassed by the needy sound that left her lips as she pressed against him. A whisper of a touch made her gasp, and Elain watched with hooded eyes as shadows trailed up her skin, brushing against her upper thigh.

Azriel leaned down and pressed his lips against her pulse point, nibbling and licking at the sensitive skin. Elain watched him through the mirror, fighting not to close her eyes and lose a second of the sinful image he painted tasting her. Azriel looked up, as if sharing her exact thoughts, and Elain’s breath caught in her chest as his hazel eyes flared and he smiled wickedly.

“Yes.” Elain answered the unspoken question, making Azriel chuckle at her eagerness. Elain did her best to glare at him, but then Azriel was pressing soft kisses to her shoulder, and any urge to fight was quickly forgotten.

“Were they suspicious?” He asked instead. The rumble of his whiskey voice sent a thrill down her spine, straight to her core. Elain bit her lip and shook her head. “Are you sure?” He knew damn well she was sure – just as she knew he had checked if it was safe to come into her room before even stepping foot in her balcony. But this was a familiar game to them, and they were both beyond pretending the thrill, the rush of sneaking out, of getting lost in each other when, on all accounts, they shouldn’t, didn’t excite them.

At that moment though, Elain couldn’t care less – not as she got up on shaky legs, turned around and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him with such force that Azriel staggered back before righting himself. He groaned low in his chest, kissing her back as if it were second nature. His shadows, Elain noticed fleetingly, had made themselves scarce, now replaced by Azriel’s hands as they reached for her legs and wrapped them around his waist.

“Does Rhys know you’re back?” Elain mumbled, pressing kisses to his jaw as he carried her to bed. Azriel pulled her hair back, holding her body close while pulling a strap of her dress down her arm, exposing her nipples to the cool breeze. He groaned, kissing her bare shoulder, down her chest until he was wrapping his lips around the peaked bud. Elain almost let him distract her. “Az?” She urged.

Azriel pulled back, kissing her temple, and laying her down the bed with such care her heart squeezed inside her chest. “He’ll know in the morning.” He finally said. Which meant no one knew Azriel was already in Velaris, back from his week-long mission. Which meant he could spend the night with her, unafraid of being sought out by anyone else.

Despite the leathers that still covered his body, he wasn’t the Shadowsinger, he wasn’t the Night Court’s Spymaster. Tonight, he was just Azriel. He was only hers.

So Elain smiled, leaning back on her elbows as she watched him take his top off, his eyes never leaving hers. And she didn’t look away either - not even as the sound of his pants hitting the floor echoed through the room. In what felt like slow-motion, he climbed up the bed and pushed the hem of her satin dress up her legs. The caress of his scarred hands against her tender skin made her squirm where she lay, and a needy whimper left her lips as his thumbs caressed her inner thighs. Elain spread her legs, mindless with want and too desperate to feel ashamed of her wanton display.

Azriel didn’t seem bothered by it in the slightest – and with a groan, his fingers found her soaked center. With a muttered cursed, Azriel’s gaze turned to Elain, his lips seeking hers, his tongue battling hers as his thick fingers entered her, his thumb swirling around her clit. He fucked her with his fingers, going slow and fast then slow again, playing with her body until Elain was bowing off the bed, hips moving as she sought the sweet pressure of his fingers. Azriel knew what she needed – harder, faster – but still he kept his lazy pace, watching her with a satisfied smirk and hunger in his eyes. Like he couldn’t get enough of seeing her squirm under his touch, cheeks flushed while the sounds of his fingers fucking her echoed through the room. Azriel kissed her jaw, her neck, her chest, all the while muttering sweet praises against her skin.

Good girl.

You’re so wet for me.

You make me so hard.

His dirty words were enough to send her over the edge, and before Elain could help it, she cried out, legs shaking as she came hard around his fingers. There was nothing in her mind but pure bliss, her entire body seemingly bursting at the seams as she kept clenching rhythmically around him.

He shushed her tenderly, looking entirely too pleased with himself. “You need to be quiet, or I can’t make you feel good, baby.” He muttered against her lips, pulling her bottom lip between his teeth. Elain, still panting and probably looking as debauched as she felt, didn’t give him a chance to deny her a thing. Before he could mutter any more idle threats, she was pushing him until he fell on his back, bed bouncing with the impact. “Elain–” He tried to scold her, but she was beyond reasoning. Elain straddled him with ease, pulling the dress that had pooled around her waist up her body and throwing it behind her, caring little for where it landed. Azriel went silent, but the sight of his hands gripping the sheets spoke of his restraint. He wouldn’t touch her if he didn’t think he should – and hadn’t that been their problem for so long?

No longer, though.

Elain leaned down, dropping a kiss to his chest, eyes locked on his. “What if I want to make you feel good, too?” She murmured, kissing and licking his neck until he was panting under her. She would mark him tonight, right there so everyone could see. Let them ask where he had gotten it – let him remember it all again and come up with an excuse that could never do them any justice. “Will you be quiet?” She asked softly, hand reaching for his cock where it strained between their bodies. Azriel groaned, head dropping back as she pumped him slowly.

His hands finally reached for her waist when she bit the lobe of his ear, squeezing her fist around him and the sight of his naked body under her, strong muscles writhing and completely at her mercy sent a new wave a wetness to her core. She started pumping him harder, kissing him as he tried not to moan too loudly. Suddenly Elain understood why he enjoyed seeing her at his mercy.

“Holy fuck–” He groaned and power rushed through her at seeing this unbreakable man panting for her touch, nearly begging her for more. But Elain wasn’t as cruel as him – she raised her hips ever so slightly and aligned his member with her aching center. Azriel seemed to have stopped breathing, his own hands holding her still as she started to drop down his cock. “Shit.” He rasped and Elain had to agree. He fit perfectly, stretching her, and filling her in a way that sent starts bursting behind her eyelids.

She leaned down, hands holding her weight on his chest as she tried to move, but Azriel stopped her. “Give me a second.” He asked. Elain nodded, eyes closed as she fought the instinct to ride the man under her until both of them were screaming, secrets be damned.

“Azriel, please.” She begged when she couldn’t handle it anymore. “Don’t make me wait anymore.”

He smiled softly, pushing a lock of hair away from her face. “Go ahead, baby.” He rasped, hands dropping to her hips. “Ride me.”

She hardly needed to be told twice. She moved her hips slightly, finding the perfect pace until both were panting, fighting not to make too much noise. But it was impossible – not as Azriel bent his legs and started thrusting up, hips meeting her own until the only thing she could hear was the sound of his skin meeting hers, his pained groans that sent sparks up her legs. A large hand grabbed her ass, guiding her up and down his cock as Azriel, with an impressive show if strength, sat up, his mouth wrapping around her nipple and sucking.

“Yes.” She mumbled, hands holding onto his shoulders as he kept filling her, fucking her until there was nothing she could think about the feeling of his body pressed against hers.

Euphoria crashed down her body as his skilled fingers found her clit, his lips on her neck as he rasped, “Come for me.”

Elain’s entire world ended and was made anew. Pleasure like she had never felt before numbed her limbs, turning her into putty in his hands. She felt herself fall onto him as he held her close, seeking his own pleasure in erratic thrusts and soft praises muttered against her sweaty shoulder. She felt him come inside her with a groan, filling her until they were both sated, drained, and falling down on the bed with whatever sliver of energy they had left.

“Holy fuck.” Azriel panted and Elain couldn’t help but giggle where she laid, splayed on top of his body and unwilling to let go.

She smiled lazily. “You’ve said that.”

“It bears repeating.” He smirked, chuckling softly as he glanced at her. He stroke her cheek gently, lost in thought. Elain didn’t ask him what was going through his mind, not even as he watched her with so much tenderness Elain almost looked away. Azriel leaned down instead, kissing her slowly, deeply. “Can I hold you while you sleep?” He asked, a soft frown on his face.

Elain pouted. “I don’t want to sleep.”

“You’re exhausted.”

“You’re back from Rask, and I’m the one who’s exhausted?” She teased, but Azriel just looked at her, letting her see everything going through his mind.

“I just need to hold you tonight.” He said, and Elain said nothing else. Because he would be leaving soon. Because she’d be waking up alone, any trace of him gone, his scent already fading from her sheets. And like always, despite her sore body and the vivid memories that would make her blush early in the morning, she would wonder if it had all been a dream. That is until she looked at the lovely vase by the window, where a new tulip stem would’ve joined the others. A different colour every time so Elain could tell them apart.

So Elain nodded as she reached for his lips once again. She wondered if maybe it was time to talk to Feyre. If there was a way for him to stop going away every other day. Not for the first time, she wondered if Rhys kept Azriel away for a reason – if in his concern for the people he loved, the High Lord wanted to avoid Azriel coming around Elain as much as possible, believing distance to be the key to a situation no one wanted. If he thought time apart would make them forget each other, want each other less.

If only he knew.

“I’m probably leaving again soon.” He murmured against her lips, as if he could muffle the words and stop them from coming out. From happening. “I won’t be able to tell you when I’ll be back.” He frowned, as if only now realising he’d be spending nights away from Velaris again.

A pang twisted in her stomach, but Elain smiled serenely, pressing a kiss to his chest. “That’s okay.” She reassured him, even if she knew every cell in her body would spend the entire time longing for him, too busy missing him to care for anything else.

Azriel eyed the balcony door, the gauzy curtains still blowing with the night breeze. “I don’t want you to wait for me without knowing when I’ll be back.”

Elain raised her head, eyes heavy with sleep as she watched him. “Won’t you come to me when you get back?”

“Always.”

“Then I’ll be waiting for you.” She reassured him.

“Elain–”

“Sleep, Az. You need to rest.” She laid her head on his chest, snuggling closer to him just as he interlaced his fingers through hers. He sighed in defeat and Elain felt her heart trip inside her chest as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head, smiling happily as she closed her eyes. “I always leave the door open for you, anyway.”

[strawberrycheeks-and-glasses]

Listen to Me

Tsukishima x f!reader | rated E | 5k

Summary: Failing one of your classes, you remember a flyer you saw on campus offering ‘on call’ tutoring sessions. So, in your desperation, you call and develop a crush on the guy’s voice on the other end. Pretty soon, things start to heat up.

A/n: this is very self indulgent porn tbh, pls don’t judge me but I had a craving for a voice kink and the thought of Kei whispering in my ear gave me goosebumps. So~

“Hey there,” the smooth sounding voice on the other end of the phone says, sending a shiver down your spine.

You had seen a flyer on campus for a call in tutoring session a while back and as a joke, you snapped a picture of it for future reference. Well, good thing you did because guess who’s failing chem?

“H-hi,” you hesitate, being completely thrown off by the sound of this guys voice.

“Hello,” he greets again. “Did you need help in a subject, or are you one of those girls who call because they heard I have nice voice?”

“People actually do that? I mean you sound, like a normal guy,” you shrug, fiddling with your pencil.

“I’ve been told my voice is soothing to the ear,” he replies. “Not too deep, but not too high, and with a tone that is both unbothered, yet still attentive.”

“I just meant that you sound familiar, is all,” you scoff a laugh, rolling your eyes at how pretentious he’s sounding.

“I get that a lot,” he chuckles. The sound vibrating through the speaker tickles your ear. “Was there something I could help you with?”

“Oh, right,” you almost forgot why you called in the first place.

Talking you through your chemistry homework like he’s in the same class, he teaches you how to find the compounds and use your graphic calculator with ease. And, yeah, okay, his voice is kind of soothing, but he doesn’t need to know you think that.

“Holy shit, I think I understand now,” you laugh, amazed at how simple it actually is once it was explained in a way you could grasp. “You’re pretty smart aren’t you?” You tease him.

“Well, yeah,” he says, and you can hear him rolling his eyes at your stupid question.

“Okay, nerd,” you playfully insult him.

“This nerd just saved your ass from failing chemistry,” he rebuttals. “And the next time you have to call me for help, I’m charging you. Only the first one’s free.”

“Ugh, fine,” you say, pointedly, ending the call.

Please read the rest on ao3

Also, I’m not sure who to credit for this pic that my friend had saved from Pinterest, the artist is no longer active on Twitter and there is no watermark or signature on the art (I even reversed Google image searched and nothing came up), but if you know who made it pls lmk so I can tag them or link their art!!

Anyway, this is the Kei I think of when I wrote this fic, just to get an idea of why I needed to write this fic 💁🏻‍♀️ (also, my friend said Kei biting on the pen is slut behavior, and I agree I agree I agree)

[tomfreakinghollandneedsaoscar]

JJ’S NSFW Alphabet

Note: HOLY SHIT! I finally wrote this!? I hope you enjoy reading!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

It will never not amaze you to see the way he switches from breaking you in the best way to fixing you right back up. JJ makes sure there’s a filled “emotional support” water bottle nearby. Instead of leaving you, for even just for a few seconds, he brings you to the bathroom to cleanup. He plays a Spotify playlist while sharing a shower, but the playlist is based on which mood you’re in. If you are still a little hazy, he plays the slow songs but if you’re smiling while trying to start something while running the soap over his body, he plays throwback songs and you two spend the time underneath the shower head singing and dancing around each other. He puts you in his clothing afterwards and when you two are cuddling, you either snack on something while scrolling on social media (stopping to show the other one something), watch something on the tv but when that happens, it’s mostly background noise and you two slowly fall asleep.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His hair is his favorite part of his body. It’s easy for him to come down from a panic attack with a pull of his hair. He loves the feel of the wind going through the strands with the car windows down. The smell of the ocean makes him feel safe but the hot shower after getting it out of his hair makes him feel so much better and comfortable. He thought about cutting it since some pieces were getting longer and getting in his eyes, but he left it alone when you pointed out that you wouldn’t have anything to hold on to as he eats you out. He loves feeling your reaction (the tug to come closer when he pulls away, the pulling that you don’t notice doing as he licks up your wetness over and over again) as he does it too much to lose the ability to so he starts borrowing your hair ties. Seeing him playing with one on his writ while looking at you with a smirk makes you feel some type of way. Just like the way he loves your thighs. He loves to put his head on top of your lap and wraps his arm around them, keeping you there as he relaxes. His rings leave goosebumps when he runs his hands up and down your legs but then grips onto your thighs to throw your legs over his shoulder. He kisses the bruises left over on your thighs. He used them as hand warmers once by putting his hands between them but then thought out loud, “We have never done cock warming before…”

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically…I’m a disgusting person)

His eyes nearly rolled back to his head when he noticed all the cum dripping out of you and onto your underwear. “I haven’t even touched you yet.” It becomes a game for him to see how much wet your underwear can get. He does get you new pairs, but they don’t last long.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

There are hints of his daddy kink that he hasn’t told you about: “you like that, baby girl? Tell me how much.” “You can take it. Take what I give you.”

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they what they’re doing?)

JJ is a flit with everyone. When you started fliting back, you thought that would it. Instead of hooking up with someone at the bonfire, something that you have watch him done many times before, he pulled you away from the conversation from another guy and dragged you inside. “don’t play dumb, y/n. I finally have you and I won’t let you go unless you tell me to. Even then that will be difficult for me since I have been waiting for so long. All the others could tell I just wanted you but if you don’t believe me, let me show me what I did while thinking of you.” And oh boy, does he! You won’t let him go. Instead, you make a mental list of things you want to try with him.

F = Favorite position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

69. Feeling your moan vibrate around his dick in your mouth makes him spread your ass further apart to lick your pussy as he fingers you. He will stretch his arm and hand towards your face so he can show you how you’re cum covers his rings. Your hand around his dick squeezes and both of you groan in pleasure.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He is very serious about wanting to make you feel good, but he is a nature funny guy so when he says things like, “I want your thighs to squeeze my head like a watermelon” it makes you giggle but he gives you a blank look and shows you he isn’t kidding.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc)

He shaves down there but it doesn’t bother him if you don’t.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

He will lift you on top of his dresser and step into your legs to kiss you slowly, finger underneath your chin to look you in the eyes, “wrap your legs around me. I can’t decide if I want to carry you to my bed or fuck you right now. I think I will do both. How does that sound, baby?” He takes his time to make sure you’re okay, kisses all over your face after your first orgasm but you will scream in delight when he throws you on the bed and crawls over you.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

He tells you to do not be shy with all your pretty sounds you make, just let it all out. He will masturbate to the thoughts of how you sounded later.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Bondage. He will use one of his headbands scarfs as a knot. Katoptronphila. He enjoys watching you both in the mirror as you two fuck.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

The boat. He will take you on the boat for an entire day to have you in anyway he wants: Holding onto the railing as he fucks you from behind. Reverse cowgirl as he sits on the chair behind the wheel. Fucking you in the water with your back against the boat.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Teasing each other until one of you breaks. He loves how strong you try to act but he knows how fast you can break underneath him.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

A threesome. He does not want to share you.

0 = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He sometimes fucks your throat as you lay on your back on the edge of the bed, but he enjoys watching you go on your knees in front of him just as much. He knows that you love sitting on his face, but he wants to see your face so he will pull you down on the bed to lay down with your legs over his shoulder as he continues to make you try to come with just his tongue with eye contact.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc)

He’s both. He loves switching the tempo when you start showing the signs that you’re ready to come since it turns him on so much to see how well you react to him.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex,how often, etc)

He will never get enough of you and cannot keep his hands off you so quickies are common but so is him telling you there’s more to look towards for later. You keep him on his toes too though with a quick handjob before he goes to work.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He will fuck you against the bathroom counter with other people in the house. “Look at you,” he pulls your hair to make you look in the mirror, “trying to be quiet. No one will see you like this, sweetheart but me.”  You will ride him in the back of the van and he will make a comment that someone can easily drive past and see how much it’s shaking.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Two at most but three if he thinks you need more to understand you’re his and not the guy he noticed looking at you for a little bit too long.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

When he found your toys, he acted like it was Christmas morning. He loves using toys on you and hearing you beg for his cock when the dildo doesn’t hit the spot you need. He will slowly drag it out to make sure it’s his cock that you want since he will not grab the toy again. Instead, he will push himself in you and use the handcuffs if you try to take the vibrator off your clit. “I wish you could feel how wet you are. Can you hear it?” He slams into you, “Maybe you can’t over the vibration. I will turn it down if you come when I tell you too and then I will turn it off. But if you come too early, I will gag your mouth, so you don’t waste a breathe to ask to come again when you don’t ask, you listen.”

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Not enough apparently since he won’t stop teasing you on the daily with words: “Did you wear a dress today to make it easier to ride my mouth or my dick?” “If your shorts were just a little bit shorter, my handprint would be on display for everyone to see.”

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He will grunt in your ear as he slides into you for the first time. Says “fuck” more the closer he gets to coming. He will moan your name if you don’t take your mouth of him when he tells you to since you want to sallow his cum.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

KNIFE OR GUN PLAY. WHY NOT BOTH. It’s no secret that he can tell how turn on you get as you watch him handle his knife or gun. He will slowly the shape of your body with the knife with one hand as the other is wrapped around your throat. “You trust me so much…what if I carved something in you? Would you allow that?” You would squeeze yourself against the handle of the gun instead of you and say yes. “Good girl.”

X = X RAY (lets see what’s going on in those pants, picture of words)

Scratches cover his back. Bruises are left over on your hips…but down between your legs, there are love bites. He is the definition of big dick energy.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?”

It’s never coming down.

Z = ZZZ (…how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He does try to make sure you fall asleep first, but sometimes he can fall asleep first after thirty minutes of just laying down and listening to your breath slow down.

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[bogusbyron]

NOW THAT I'M HOME:

Copy pasting les mis notes from today's matinee (30th may) here instead of posting screenshots from my notes app like last time cause i think thisll be easier to read.... There's 73 points and it's LONG so i'll put it under a read more . Go wild hope you find them somewhat interesting. Ignore any errors puhlease 😭🙏

1) Jordan Simon Pollard was on as Javert and he is. Fucking massive. Very imposing. His silhouette on the top of the boat is crazy good

2) Harry Lake as Marius, saw him on may 14th schools matinée, god his voice is gorgeous. As usual amazing

3) the guitar riff in Work Song kind of gets me lol

4) Valjean (Chris Jacobsen) flinching when Javert lifted his hand to pass him the slip. Additionally he has a GREAT voice. Quite gentle

5) The fight where Valjean gets beaten up was a bit awkward lmfao

6) More valjean flinching when the Bishop goes to touch his shoulder

7) chris spitting "thanked him like i should" interesting delivery, quite liked it.... his "took my flight" wasnt as strong is Milan's but whateverrrrrr

8) WILL ALWAYS BE STUNNED BY ADAM PEARCE'S VOICE🔥 THE LOW NOTE ON "BOUGHT YOUR SOUL FOR GOD" YUMM

9) The "I missed" on "I missed it 20 long years ago" was very harsh, as was "mouthful" in "mouthful of bread. LOOOVE thankyou Chris. "any other" in "treated me like any other" apparently was very gorgeous. I dont remember how but thats what I have written. Then i just wrote "Holy shit". He also was sobbing a little bit between "One word from him" and "offers me my freedom" which was lovely. Then i wrote "Chris ate jesus" so thats a high commendment

10) the bassline in At The End Of The Day is so delicious always

11) I kept seeing tom hext and harry lake in the ensemble (it was, uh, a bit thin  male ensemble-wise)

12) synth tones as usual heavenly I LOVE SYNTHESISERS!!!

13) the foreman was northern which was kind of funny #northrepresent

14) i think someone dropped somethijg offstage just before I Dreamed A Dream lmfao

15) Now i know that Fantine's wig cost £4000 i kind of appreciate it more. Doing my part

16) KATIE'S VOICE IS DIVIIIINE the low note she hits on "tear your hope apart" is ssoosooooooo goooode i get goosebumps bro

17) harry lake was the 2nd guy in lovely ladies though thought that was funny. He got his arse slapped on the "if you want to take all year" line . Giggled

18) javert big ass hat with the feather 😭😭😭😭😭

19) he was throwing some bitchy ass glances at the other policeman (who was harry lake. Btw) when fantine was begging whats his problem. His faces were so fun to watch hes so expressive. Hes also delightfully imposing and, as i wrote, "he's kinda fat LOVE"

20)  not very homoerotic at the cart although they did get dangerously close on "brand upon his skin".

21) i loved Jordan's performance honestly, he was very curt and harsh in his lines. Makes you want to cower away when he speaks

22) i cant remember when, but Chris spat a lil during Who Am I ans i wrote "spittin a bit there Chris. Hit that shit"

23) Katie was so wonderfully and convincingly weak for Come To Me ouuhhh my heart

24) I liked the little detail of Valjean looking over his shoulder a lot when he was with Fantine... ughhhghhhhhh

25) THE LOW NOTE JORDAN HIT 🤤🤤🤤🤤 different chainn

26) good strangle. Didnt fuck it up! He was stood up rather than knelt or laid like javert usually is but thats probably a Jordan thing since ive seen Stewart thebother times. He stood up quite fast rather than writing around a bit like stewart does and thenWIPED HIS MOUTH cool whagever. Then valjean kneed him in the balls at the tousle at the end lmfao

27) TOMMMM😍😍😍 i love his thenardier withbhis gruff voice lol. He did a little shimmy on "content to be" looove. I love his gay little dance he does with his pointed toes. And he flashed the gentleman guest at the start. As usual he does the bisexual thing. He flashes everyone again after mme thenardier's "whats happened since" someones gotta stop him bro

28) chris was so gentle with cosette i could cry .

29) tom hext thenardier does this thing where he's asleep when valjean comes in until he says "pay" at which he wakes up with a snort. Love

30) cosette runs to valjean  when he starts reassuring her when the thenardiers are trying to get him to spend more money snd it warmed my heart

31) tom squeaking "monsieur" in "one of our own monsieur" tickled me hes so funny. Also the jazz hands after "christians must do". I did keep getting blinded by his shiny shoe buckles though

32) chris was delightfully harsh on "too long to Forget" get his ass valjean

33) THE HUG AFTERWARDS WAS SOOOOO CUTE VALJEAN WAS CLEARLY SO TOUCHED UGGHHH IT WAS SO LOVELY I LOVETHAT SCENE SO MUCH

34) LOVE YOU HARRIUS his face when he sees cosette is so nice hes so good bruh

35) JAVERT IS HUUGE ITS CRAZZYZYYYYY especially  in that coat and the hat ohmt god dude

36) when thenardier pipes up after valjean runs off from javert he steps forward and gets choked a little itwas great. The way he goes up to javert to lean on him and the slide on his voice on "told you so" as well when he walks backwards lmfaoaoooo

37) stars was GORGEOUS . I mainly made very messy notes on Jordan's inflections during the song because i like the different delivery choices.... "face to face" was quite soft which i liked. The quick slide on "fall in flames" was delish.. hissed "scarce" and "silent" on "silent and sure". HOLY SHIT also his expressions, so good. Stewart is largely kind of deadpan just with a furrowed brow but jordan's face is all over the place its delightful. Also "bars" in "safe behind bars" was SO powerful and low ohhhhh his voice bruh. Bloody hell

38) marius' blank ass stupid ass smile when he offers the money to eponine its so fucking funny

39) i think the foreman is rhe ssame guy as grantaire but i do Not know. He did a silly giggle after "some wine and say what's going on" which i liked

40) i wrote "marius is so [see below image]" which lke ueah he was. Nothing behind his eyes at all. Love you harrius

41) i absolutely LOVE djavan as enjolras hes very engaging and shit i LOVE him . Dont even care about les amis that much but djavan is great at getting me to gaf about enjolras i cant lie. Hes so good

42) i wrote "harmonies. I came" do you hear the people sing getting me good as always

43) cosette was still shaky im so sorry girl i dont like her voice very much😭 great voice very talented her vibrato is just all over im so sorry

44) shamefully, i had to write "cosette your dad fit as fuck"  when he appeared for heart full of love lmfao

45) he was quite harsh on "better unsaid" ..😔 contrasted the otherwise gentle deljveries for the rest kf the show

46) marius looks constantly, like, aghast and bewildered and stunned by the fact that cosette is looking at him and i loved that. Bless him. Love you harry

47) babet always cracks me up whats his deal. Also in attack on rue plumet there was a guitar riff after "why's she hanging about you" giggled

48) felt a bit 4th wall-y when valjean was saying his plan to escape idk. Hello vro❤

49) enjolras' bit in one day more will always fuck. I got goosebumps so bad when he came in bruhhhh. FUUUUUUCCCCKKK I LOVE ONE DAY MORE

ACT 2

50) not much exr chemistry  surprisingly. Tom hext clearly doing the heavy lifting for the enjoltaire fandom

51) AMENA I LOVEYOUUUUUUU GOD HER VOICE IS SO GORGEOUS I LOVE HEERRRRRR goosebumbppsss

52) never getting over the barricade reveal . As a techie the lighting makes me geek the fuck out bro. Id say it gave me a boner but would that be going too far. Anyway the lights were bright and i could finally see clearly what i was writing for a bit lol

53) i wrote "byron for army general 2025 i dont know why because my voice is nowhere as good as that. I am the biggest fan of those bits though its so catchy i love it. They really went harsh on the Guns or DIE!!!!!! looove

54) the only one taller than javert is enjolras and i find this hilarious

55) JAVERT WITH THE DARK RED RIBBON IN HIS HAIR i said "dorothycore" later in the evening. Also his sideeye to gavroche when he was being ratted out was funny

56) HARRY SO GENTLE IN FALL OF RAIN OHHMY GOD DUDE THEIR DUET WAS SO TENDER AND HIS FACE OF DISBELIEF AND SHOCK WHEN EPONINE DIES WAS SO HEARTBREAKING FUCCKKKKK

57) "javert slutty red waistcoat" he had a deep red waistcoat to match his hair ribbon. Ir was kinda unbuttoned off his shoulder when he was dragged back out okayyyyyyyy

58) chris delightfully harsh when he says "give me the spy" yesssss bro yessss

59) NOT AS HOMOEROTIC AS ID LIKED BUT AGAIN  SCHOOLS MATINÉE TUESDAY REALLY SET THE BAR HIGH😭 valjean did grab javert lapels though and hold them until "i'm a man. Held out hope in my soul my psychic mind beams would cause them to kiss like my comic but alas! Also as usual javert very expressive. Yummm.

60) gavroche and grantaire's friendship for evarrrrr. Theyr so fire

61) chris was so lovelyand delightfully soft for bring him home HE ABSOLUTELY HIT THAT SHIT, IF I DIE... BROOO... i thimk i prefer milan still but chris absokutelt did NOT disappoint.

62) did not shit myself this time when gavroche died. Winning

63) djavan's voice as always insanely good its insane dude holee fuck hes so good brugh

64) when grantaire died he qas kinda hanging off the side in a really awkward spot and i think javert stood on him a lil when climbing down the barricade lol. On that note hes still so fucking big its crazy im obsessed. Also Again with the cross over gavroche's body though godbless

65) kind of looked like tom's mic wasnt on his head properly in the sewers but whatever thats just a techie nitpick of mine. He sounded great as usual though no problems just looked a bit odd lol. He kicks marius on "stiffs at my feet" poor guy

66) javert raised his brows and bulged his eyes on "i wont be swayed" i just had to note that because of how good it was. His expressions seriously so enchanting

67) the heavy breathing and kinda growling before soliloquy dude ohhmy gourd. Hell yes brother. His hair was so good too his wig is slightly curly and its like all over his shoulders and shit whenever he brought his chin back it kind of cowled his face and it was delectable . His EYES .............. as a bulging eyes javert truther it was sso good. Great inflection on "i am the law", "valjean", "dominion", "insTEAD"..... soft on "gave me my life" which i LOVED, as well as delivering "heart of stone" in such a deeply sad tone which was so good bro ohhmy god. "Killed me" was very harsh LOVE! he absolutely GROWLED "world of jean valjean" hellooooooooo bruhhh

68) HARRY LAKE WHEN I GET YOU HARRY LAKE. the low notes on "tomorrow never came" get outtttt. "Theres a grief that cant be spoken" whole line got my heart torn apart . He deliverwd it SO emotionally it got me screaminf crying. Also he was kind of harsh on "don't ask me" which i LOOOVED.

69) dont really know how to describe it but chris' valjean i liked himmmm he felt like ? Quite .. mature ? Well duh cause hes like old ass man . He played it wonderfully anguished as he was confessing to marius, got more anguished as he went on until the "who am i" ouuughhhhhhh . He was delightfully desperate and frantic when he was asking marius to keep the secret too, shaking his shoulders a little and all bro ohhhmy

70) HARRY SO HANDSOME IN HIS SUIT 😊😊😊😊🥰 HIS SMILE ALSO i might be a little bit in love with him but what evarrrr lol

71) THE THENARDIERS AS ALWAYS DELIGHTFUL stole the show. Tom's spin when he gets punched by marius omg so good . GAY ASS DANCING .... plus return of the funny little toe dance he does in master of the house. He did a little pose on "paris at my feet" which i loved. The pose:

72) chris' frail voice OUCH. so gentle. He was like muttering into cosette's hair when she kneeled in front of him i was going craaaaaazzzzyyyyyyyyy bro kmsss. The way he delivered the "i will try" was so fucking heartwrenching cause he sounded so earnest and final  and like the smile he gave her ohmy god i was tweaking so bad HRURRYUYYGGGHHHHHH he whuspered "its a story" as he handed her the book. Suicide tomorrow gang⁉️

73) nearly cried i cant lie. NEARLY. i didnt but nearly. Goosebumps on that final note ugh OUGH eugghhh. Anyway yeah final  verdict this cast fucked amen 🌈🌈 harrius and tomardier on top

[shhuuga]

🧊 — BIG BARBIE, BITCH ON ICE.

[ prev. chap, next chap. summary — our barbies are exhausted! what better way to relax then to sit around reminiscing about being bad ass kids while sitting around the pool? ★ ]

You sigh, lying back on one of the guest rooms beds and breathing in the cool, clean air that surrounds you. chan must've cleaned this place like hell you think to yourself as you close your eyes, just letting the air of the bedroom cool your body, a few goosebumps prickling your skin. you hear two pairs of house shoes hitting the ground and before you can sit up, faye is opening the door with eva right behind her, both smiling seeing that you're ready for the pool.

"c'mon, y/n! i wanna see if i can still backflip!" faye urges, all too excited to cool off in some water. you and eva rolled your eyes simultaneously, faye is always up and moving.

"i'm coming, faye! can a girl take a breather? those 'say-sangs' were scary as hell!" you cross your arms over your swimsuit as you exit the room, suddenly feeling a lot more self conscious considering you were in a house full of men. "let me grab my--"

"noooo! c'mon, they got towels down thereee" faye pouts, already knowing that you wanted to grab your favorite cover up, and clearly being against it. you roll your eyes again, shrugging it off and beginning to walk down the steps.

minho looks up from his phone when he hears you and the girls enter the living room, he raises his hand and drops it before looking back down at his phone.

"you don't swim?" your voice makes him raise his head again, noticing that now your friends are both looking back at you and him, closer to the door than you are. he's dressed in swim trunks and a t-shirt, so it would be odd is he wasn't planning on swimming. before you came down though, he really wasn't.

"i do. but last time i did i got hit with a ball, so." he mumbles the last bit, feeling embarrassed once it actually came out of his mouth. fuck, was it hot? he was hot. you're hot. is he blushing? minho's head races even faster when he hears you chuckle. not in an "im laughing at your pain" way, more of a "that's a funny story" way. whatever way it was, it was making him sweat. he needs some water.

"well, make sure it doesn't happen this time." you smile, you fucking smile at him. holy shit, is he okay? he smiles back, and stands up to follow you. his heart is racing at a million miles per hour and it feels like he's watching himself walk next to you, tell him about the kind of content you do, and how this trip will make some perfect videos.

c'mon, y/n! talk about something other than content! for the love! you didn't know what else to say! almost your whole life after highschool has been documented online. makeup tutorials, vlogging, shopping hauls, the whole nine! when you weren't making videos, you were at mingling parties with other people who made content. eva had her cosmetics company, and faye had her singing career. but you were just "big barbie". the head huncho of the group? sure. the best known? absolutely! but that's it. you were a content creator. it was in this oddly insignificant moment that you realized you wanted something more.

.. how long has eva been talking to you?

"...and remember that time we flipped all of mr. chester's chairs and desks over and hid in the supply closet across the hall to get his reaction? it was amazing!" you smiled and nodded, not knowing quite what to say about the story, she tells it every time you three meet new people. it kind of kills the vibe because you and faye have to awkwardly fake a laugh.

you lay back onto the towel that's laid on the ground behind you, the water swaying softly against your ankles. the sounds around you are in sharp contrast, hyunjin and felix on the opposite side of the pool arguing about something, jeongin ans seungmin playing a very loud game of volleyball, and eva laughing as loud as humanly possible at changbin's joke. it was weird, eva was never like that, even around guys she liked. maybe she was just nervous, whatever.

"hey!" chris, your saving fucking grace from this headache of a quote un-quote "relaxation period", calls from inside the house, hanging his head out of the back door. he's got on his business casual, black slacks and a white button-up with a few pieces of jewelry. he waves to you, eva and faye before calling to the other members in Korean. "help me with this meat, we're having barbecue!"

you smile as faye walks over, holding her go-pro in her left hand, speaking to it as she approaches you.

"here she is, just sitting pretty.. isn't she so pretty?" the younger smiles brightly at you, weary of her wet hair from dripping on you. you smile and close your eyes, the sun beaming on your brown skin.

[amethystblack]

This seems a bit silly but I’m on my first playthrough and have just beaten hardy and before I’m going to Calcenon again I just wanted to tell you how fundamentally inlove I am with this game.

Rarely have I played a story that had me so hooked, especially on the characters. I know you’ve said here before that it was kind ot difficult to do and kind of just strung characters that didn’t have much to do with each other together but honestly you did an awesome job at it, you make them feel like people.

I also like the lgbtq rep in this game. I don’t have much to add here but it’s so nice seeing characters be freely queer and nobody batting an eye. (Except maybe that one mf in the library but no one cares about this man.) Especially because I’m not out of the closet myself yet and will probably not have a reality like this for a while. So it’s really comforting to see it exist somewhere, even if it’s just a video game.

On that note, it’s been 4 days since Taka died in my game. I was not prepared. I did not think it would happen. I still have not even begun recovering.

At this point, every single one of my friends has heard my grief for this character. It somehow convinced 2 more to download and play the game😭

OH AND DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON CAIN- I HAVE NOT EVEN PROCESSED THAT.

…

Anyway.

Moving on, I’ve looked through this blog a bit, mainly because I like knowing the extra details and your opinions and it genuinely surprised me to see so many people complaining about the puzzles. I personally liked them a lot. They’re challenging but also rewarding enough. And honestly, if one gets too annoying there’s always the good ol’ google.

Speaking of difficult, I think the way the difficulty in this game is balanced is awesome. Many other games make themselves more difficult by not providing a lot of quality of life stuff. And sure, Reborn does that too. But Reborn doesn’t do it by taking just these away, it takes a majority of the resources away in the beginning. And that’s what makes early game fairly challenging. Because you have to somehow get by with the few things you can get. And it even rewards you more for exploring longer. And eventually, the game progresses and we start getting access to those resources. And in return, the fights get harder. Especially with gyms now having perfect natures and evs.

My point is, it keeps the balance fairly well. Making you actually have to work for a win sometimes. But also not to a point where it nears impossible.

Especially because at the end of the day, every player gets to customise their own difficulty level in the game, thanks to the various passwords and stuff available.

Lastly, I just wanted to mention how much of a banger the music in this game is. Like- Holy shit I had goosebumps once or twice. I normally always mute the game I’m playing in favour of my own playlist but for reborn I could NEVER. It sets the theme so perfectly.

I think this is it for my -idfk what to call this- Reborn appreciation rant? Idfk. But thanks for making this incredible game and letting us experience it 🫶

awh, thank you so so much, i'm glad you're enjoying the game so much~ i hope you finish strong!!!

also yeah puzzles are definitely, like, if you're the type of person who likes puzzles in game i think it's great. i grew up on Golden Sun and it probably shows. but a lot of people just wanna play some good old fashioned pokamans without having to stop and wash their brain every few hours, so like, i get it. different strokes and all that. but friendly reminder that as of 19.5 if you're in the group that doesn't care for them, we now have a 'nopuzzles' password...

anyway, the message is much appreciated, you're amazing. keep it up!!

[starleska]

No spoilers but are you going to see Across the Spider-Verse? I predict The Spot as totally prime FO material

I'M CRYING I LITERALLY JUST GOT BACK FROM SEEING ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE AND YOU GOT ME!!!!! I ADORE HIM SO MUCH 🙈🙈🙈💖💖💖 SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT!!!!!

look at him, he's perfect!!! he's cringefail, he's a malewife, he wields impossible amounts of power, he's an egotistical scientist AND he literally kicked his own ass...i'm genuinely in love 🥴💖 is there anything more thrilling than seeing a jokey 'villain of the week' transformed into a chilling existential threat to the multiverse?? his build-up was executed so perfectly...you really sympathise with the horror of The Spot's plight, how he's been maligned and ostracised from everything he knew and everyone he loved...how he doesn't even have a face anymore. a complete erasure of identity coupled with the ability to warp reality...such a glorious set-up for a character to completely lose his fucking mind. babygirl deserves it ⚫ confession: i was already eyeing The Spot before going in as i'm always intrigued by any villain, especially if they're a fun, niche, gimmicky sort. plus he's played by Jason Schwartzman, who most know for playing Gideon Graves in Scott Pilgrim vs. the World (a very early crush 😳)...i knew he was going to deliver a killer performance even if he didn't end up OP, and hoo boy, i don't think any of us were disappointed 🙈 i just loved how right from the start, even though he's embarrassing and uncoordinated, you can tell he has an ego and a thirst to be better than others around him. the way his desperation builds and his focus on Spider-Man as the reason for all of his problems is delicious. ohh, i love how insane he is. i love how crazy his powers are (and all the potential that comes with them 😉). i love how awful he is too. 100000/10 🔥🔥🔥 listen, the whole movie was absolutely astonishing from start to finish and jam-packed with amazingly designed characters, jaw-dropping moments and i don't even need to say a word about the animation, holy shit. but the one thing i walked away thinking was 'oh my god i need more of The Spot right now';;;; with the amount of fanart pouring in it seems many people are in agreement - i can't wait to see what folks come up with while we wait for the next instalment :3c if anyone is being cheeky and looking at spoilers without having seen the movie, seeing if they should, my God please do it!!!!!! 💖💖💖 oh one last thing - my mind is all scrambled because of how amazing the movie is and how much was packed into the 2 hour+ timeframe, but. there's a moment where The Spot gives this evil little chuckle. and i swear i got goosebumps 🙈🙈🙈 can't wait for the movie to leak in high quality to make edits with this hole-filled little freak;;;;

what do you guys think of The Spot? 👀

[faeratil]

Absolutely nothing could’ve prepared me for how fucking amazing ATEEZ is live. I’m still reeling from the concert last night, and my fiancé and I decided that we’re going to try and see as many of their concerts as we can going forward. He is also now an official Atiny with me.

I seriously can’t get over how amazing their vocals are live, Mingi and Hongjoong’s stage presence, Seonghwa’s acting, THE FUCKING DEMON LINE, Yeosang’s deep voice, Jongho absolutely KILLING those high notes and giving me goosebumps and tears during Everything, Wooyoung and San’s energy pumping everyone up, Yunho being a fucking king with his dancing and vocals (also hello Stefano live holy shit), Seonghwa’s siren in Utopia, Mingi literally commanding the stage as soon as you hear “fix on”, Hongjoong playing the guitar AND extending the guitar solo, Mingi screaming “MAKE SOME FUCKING NOISE”, literally just everything.

It was fucking perfect. Yeah, I was up in the nosebleeds in the very top row, but HOLY SHIT I could feel their energy just rolling like a wave all the way through the stadium.

By the end of the concert I was at the edge of my seat wanting so badly to jump up and start dancing, but the top row is very high up and there’s almost no room to even walk past the seats, so I settled for dancing with my arms and singing along.

Captain will never be replaced as my bias, and last night solidified that.

Oh and also, my fiancé turned to me during Cyberpunk and said “okay, maybe I’m a little gay” 😂

I want to be back at the concert already.

[eddiemunson-fanfic]

I'd choose you

Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson x Plus Size!FM!Reader

Summary: You’ve always had an eye for Eddie, since the day you first met him in 3rd grade. He was the one who took you in when you were new in town, and he made you feel safe. You were best friends, but he never looked at you the same way that you did him. You adored him, but you knew it could never be you.

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

“Are you serious?” you could hear Mike say to Eddie across the table. You were focusing on your book, not caring about whatever the guys were talking or arguing about. You normally didn’t care much about what they were rambling on about at all, but the tone in Eddie’s voice when he spoke back made goosebumps appear down your spine. He was really pissed, and it was not a pleasant sound at all hearing him this angry. He was usually very soft, so you didn’t understand why he was acting that way at all. 

“Don’t talk shit, Wheeler” he barked at the boy, and this made you peek up over your book, looking at Eddie who was almost red as a tomato, and you could see he was clearly pissed off at whatever Mike was arguing with him about. 

You put your book down, and touched his hand, who was laying on the table. This got his attention, and he looked over at you. “What?” he almost barked at you, making you flinch. 

He looked at you, and exhaled a hard breath before he smiled at you. "I’m sorry, what is it princess?" he smiled at you, and you shook your head at him. "Relax, no need to get so harsh on them" you whispered so only he could hear. He cleared his throat and smiled. Sitting up right to face the boy again. “Sorry” he mouthed towards you before he spoke to Mike again. 

"I'm sorry Wheeler, but please don't say that again" he warned the boy. You wondered what had happened between them, but you didn't get time to ask before the bell rang, and it was time to go to your next class. You pushed yourself off the table, and started walking towards the trash, trying not to bump into someone while trying to toss your leftovers.

You were in your own head when Eddie followed you, startling you when you got out of the cafeteria. "Shit Munson, stop that!" you jumped, feeling his hands holding onto your shoulders. He chuckled out a sorry, and you started walking again.

"You finished the homework for Ms. O'Donnell's class?" he asked, and you snorted a bit. So typical of him that he forgot, again.. You looked at him, walking beside him, holding onto your book. "You had one damn job Munson" you said, looking at his face, who was turned up in a huge grin. "what can I say, I got more important work to do" he shrugged, and you laughed.

"Yeah, like what? Wanking to your porn magazin..." is all you could get out before his hand was covering your mouth, pushing you into the nearest locker. His eyes glared at you, and he pointed his finger at you. "Don't talk about that! It was one time!" he sneered at you, and you laughed. Licking his hand, making him pull his hand away from you in disgust.

"Ew, Y/N, why you always gotta do that" he said, his voice laced with disgust, wiping his hand on his shirt, making you laugh more. You shrugged your shoulders at him. "That's what you get lover boy" you laughed, starting to walk again. When suddenly you bumped into someone's chest and almost fell to the ground, but their arms draped around your body, catching you.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry" you hurried to say, looking up into those beautiful hazel eyes. Your breath hitching in your throat, and you barely forgot how to breathe. He was stunning, and you understood why the girls at school were crazy for this guy. You’ve seen him sometimes picking up Mike and Dustin from hellfire sometimes, and you’ve seen him around town a few times, but never this close. He smelled amazing too. 

"No worries, I should've watched where I was going" he smiled down at you, and you swore you melted into a puddle in his embrace. Holy fucking shit. You held his stare for quite some time until someone coughed behind you.

"Steve" you heard Eddie say, and Steve looked behind you, nodding slightly. "Eddie" he nodded, letting you go. You felt empty when he let go of you, but you tried to act like nothing happened.

Eddie reached over and dragged you towards him, glaring at Steve. Why was he so damn angry today? You wondered what had happened, and you wanted nothing but to ask him that, before his nails dug into your skin, making you wince from pain. 

"What are you even doing here?" Eddie almost growled at him, holding onto your arm a bit too tight. Tears were starting to brim your eyes, and you tried to get out of Eddie’s embrace before he left a mark. Steve looked down at you, and saw that you were uncomfortable. 

“Hey, I think you're hurting her" he told him, nodding down at you. It made Eddie release his grip a bit, and looked down at you. "I was just handing Henderson something he forgot in my car" he shrugged, trying to walk past you. Eddie just glared at him, before you tried to walk away from him. 

He ran after you, gripping the arm he was hurting just a few seconds ago. “Hey, watch it man!” you almost screamed at him, flinching away from his grip. He got surprised and backed away from you. “I’m so sorry princess, I don’t know what got over me” he said, grabbing his neck in a nervous manner. 

“Why are you so damn mad today?” you barked at him, and he looked even more surprised. “I’m sorry, I just haven’t been feeling well lately I guess” he shrugged, smiling apologetically towards you. You huffed, your eyebrows almost knitting together. 

“You don’t need to have any attitude towards me, man” you said, looking at him. He looked so out of place, and not the Eddie you knew. 

“If there’s something wrong, please talk to me” you said, grabbing his hand, making him look at you. He nodded, and smiled awkwardly towards you. 

“We better get going, or else we’re gonna be late for class” he tried brushing off the episode that just happened. You huffed, and just shrugged your shoulders. 

“Sure” you said, walking away from him. You looked back and saw that he was standing still in the hallway, not moving a single muscle. You stopped and turned towards him.

"Come on, or we really gonna be late" you said, motioning for him to follow you inside class. He seemed like he came back to wherever he suddenly disappeared to inside his head, and nodded towards you, running to you so you walked into class together.

"Ah, there are the freaks" you heard that son of a bitch Jason Carver bark at you when you walked in. "Shut up Carver" you barked back. You just shook your head, grabbed Eddie's hand and dragged him with you to the back of the classroom, taking a seat just as Ms. O'Donnell walked in.

~~~~~~~~~

After class you were standing by your locker, picking out the books for the next couple of classes before school ended for the day, when you heard the familiar sound of Chrissy Cunningham's laugh. You cringed at the sound of it. 

Sure, she was probably sweet and caring and all that, but something in you didn’t really cling to the feeling that you and her would get it off at all. You would probably never be friends, other than some occasional hey’s here and there. 

She was the golden child of Hawkins High, and on top of it all a cheerleader. You and the cheerleaders were always in some sort of fights just because you were different. Instead of wanting to go in pesky tiny skirts and tank tops, you wanted flannel shirts, oversized band t-shirts and ripped skinny jeans. That was what you felt comfortable in, and hated the attention the cheerleaders used to get just because they showed more skin. You cringed some more just by the thought of having hands touching you whenever you did something. Ugh, gross. 

“Stop it, Eds!” you heard Chrissy laugh. 

Wait a damn minute. Did she just say Eds? Like in your Eddie, Eds? Ah, hell no! you turned to wherever she was standing, and saw that Eddie was hovering over her, touching her hair, spinning it around his finger, while he licked his lips, and she looked up at him with admiration. Your heart sunk right down in the pit of your stomach. 

You knew this day would come. He had been talking about Chrissy since the first day he saw her walking into the school a year back. He had fallen head over heels with her straight away, just by one little smile she gave him, when he helped her find her locker and show her where her class was. Fuck. 

“They really getting comfortable over there” you jumped when someone stood beside you, speaking about Eddie and Chrissy all of a sudden. 

“Shit Buckley!” you jumped, looking over at her. “Don’t fucking scare me like that” you barked at her, holding onto your chest like you just had a heartattack. She just laughed at you and shrugged her shoulders. 

“I’m sorry, you just looked quite lost here” she said, giving you an awkward smile. She stood there in her band uniform. “Don’t you have practice to go to or anything like that?” you asked her, bumping her shoulder with yours, laughing at her. 

You’ve missed talking to her. She was a good second to Eddie, and she welcomed you with open arms when you came here. She never judged you for anything, and she was probably the only person you ever told about your little crush on Eddie. 

“Yeah, I guess, see you at Family Video later?” she asked, starting to walk away from you, and you gave her a thumbs up. You always went to Family Video on friday nights, getting the top pick when it came to new movies and in general. You knew she used to work with Steve there, but you were always there a bit earlier, and never ran into him. She nodded and continued walking down the hall.

She passed Eddie and Chrissy who were a tad bit too close to each other for your liking, and she spoke to them about something you didn’t hear, when suddenly Eddie turned to look at you.

Suddenly Chrissy pulled his cheek to her, making him look at her before she pecked his lips, before she walked away. No fucking way. Your entire world froze. This was not fucking real. He knew what you felt about her. He knew that you didn’t like that she was so preppy all the time. 

Now you understood why he was protective over her. Why he was always supportive of her whenever you talked about her. Shit. “How long had that been going on?” you asked yourself. You couldn’t believe your own eyes. You felt tears pricking your eyes, and you dropped everything and just ran towards the bathroom. 

Shit, shit, shit. This was not fucking good. Not at all. This was why he had become so distant towards you lately. You’d been seeing less, and less of him, and you finally understood why. He had betrayed you, and he didn’t even bother to tell you what had been going down. 

You locked yourself into a bathroom stall, sitting down on the floor, not caring how nasty it was. You just started to sob uncontrollably. You didn’t know what you would do. You felt like you lost a piece of yourself. You now understood why he never looked at you like you wished he would. You were absolutely not his type. Of course you fucking weren’t. You were like the girl version of him. Why the hell would you even think he’d be interested in you like that at all? you certainly wouldn’t if you were him. How stupid could you possibly be. 

You don’t know how long you sat there on the floor crying, but when you got out, the school felt really silent. Like you’ve been left there all by yourself for hours. It felt cold, and you felt lost. 

You went to check your makeup in the mirror, seeing how bad you were after crying. You wiped away some leftover mascara on your cheek, and decided to go outside. Maybe you were just crazy. 

“Fuck” you said to yourself when you saw the dark hallway. You really had been sitting there the rest of the day. Damn. 

You walked out to the parking lot, walking up to your car, trying to fish out your car keys when someone startled you. “There you are!” someone shouted from across the parking lot. You turned around and looked at the silhouette in the dark. He came closer to you, and embraced you in a hug. You just stiffened completely, not returning the hug, making him pull away from you. 

He looked down at you, and his smile disappeared instantly. 

“Have you been crying?” he asked, confusion clear on his face. You pushed him away, walking towards your driver's side again. “Fuck you” you barked at him, and opened the door, turning the ignition, making your car roar to life. 

He opened the passenger side, and climbed in, closing the door. 

“Talk to me” 

Oh, this was the last drop, you’d talk to him alright. 

“When the fuck were you gonna tell me you guys were a thing?! When were you gonna tell me that you had been dating behind my back?! When were you gonna tell me that you’d lead me in the dark all this goddamn time, Munson!?” you barked at him, rambling. “I feel so goddamn used right now, you got no fucking idea!” you screamed at him, punching your steering wheel, not letting him talk. “I thought I was your goddamn best friend, but I’m not good enough to..” he stopped you, sloping his hand around your mouth. Silencing you the best he could. You felt yourself starting to cry again, and you couldn’t control it. You were full on sobbing right now. 

“Listen to me” he spoke softly, wiping away a tear that was on its way down your cheek. 

“You know what, Munson?” you spoke again, making him look at you. “Get out of my fucking car” you barked. He just looked at you. “GET OUT!” you screamed, and he got startled, but climbed out of your car. “I’m sorr..” was all he could say before you started driving, speeding off out of the parking lot. Not even caring that your passenger side door was still open. 

You did a sharp turn, making it close itself, and speeded off again. 

You had no idea where you were going, and the entire drive was a complete blur. You found yourself suddenly outside of Family Video, and you only sat there, hugging your steering wheel while you cried your heart out. 

“HOW FUCKING COULD HE!” you screamed, slamming your hand on the dash. You felt so betrayed. You thought he told you everything. You thought you guys were best friends. Weren’t best friends supposed to tell eachother everything? You felt so deceived, you could barely breathe. How could he do this to you.

You heard your passenger side door open, but you didn’t care. You just hugged your steering wheel tighter, crying even harder.

You felt a hand stroking your back softly, trying to calm you down. The warmth was making you relax a bit, but you still sobbed.

“I don’t know what to do” you sobbed, punching your dash a bit more out of anger. “I will never be good enough” you cried even more, and the person beside you pulled you into their embrace, cooing you. 

You remember the smell. You remembered how his chest felt like. It was softer now that you didn’t bump into him like you did just a few hours ago. 

“It’s ok, you are good enough no matter what happened” he cooed, stroking your head. “Just try to breathe, ok?” he said, trying to make you focus on your breathing. Why was he so damn sweet, you barely knew the guy. 

His sweetness made you cry even more, and you sobbed into his chest.

“Hey, hey, hey” he said, pulling you a tiny bit away from his chest, and you felt lost all over again when he had you at arm's length. All you wanted was to bury your face in his chest and stay there until the pain you felt disappeared. 

He tilted your head up, so you were looking straight into his eyes. 

“You are good enough” he said, searching your eyes. For what? you had no idea. But the way he was looking at you, made you melt even more.

You felt sorry for him, that he had to witness you like this. You sniffled a bit, and he pulled you into his embrace again. Someone knocked on your window, and he rolled it down. “Is she ok?” you heard Robin ask. “She’s a mess, but it’s all good, I’ll bring her in when she’s ready” you heard Steve answer, hugging you tighter to him before he rolled up the window again. Guess Robin went inside again. 

You just sat there, sobbing into his chest, clutching his shirt in your hands, feeling like you needed to hold onto something. He kissed the top of your head, and continued to coo you, trying his best to calm you down. 

When you calmed down enough to the point where you had control of your breathing again, he spoke up again. “You wanna come inside?” he said and you just nodded into his arms. “Can you walk on your own?” he asked. “I think so” you sniffled. He pulled himself from you, climbing out of the car, handing you his hand so you had something to grab on your way out. You smiled a bit.

“Ah, there’s the beautiful smile!” he chuckled, making you smile a bit more. “Doofus” you slightly laughed, punching his chest lightly. He just chuckled and shook his head at you. 

“Look at me” he said, making you turn so you were looking at him again. He pulled you closer, reaching up to wipe away the tears on your cheek. He cupped your cheeks, and smiled.

“You are worthy” he said, making you smile. Grabbing your hand and leading you inside. “If only I was worthy of him..” you whispered, your head hanging as you walked into Family Video.

You had barely any chance to breathe as Robin charged herself mostly at you, embracing you in a tight hug. 

“What happened?” she asked, pulling you from her, holding you at arm's length. You shook your head, not knowing what to tell her. 

“Is it Eddie?” she asked, and you nodded, not wanting to talk bad about the guy you loved higher than anything. She huffed, and pulled you behind the counter. 

“Please tell me everything” she said, after handing you a bottle of water and some candy they had behind the counter. You drank from the bottle, and huffed when you knew you had to tell her atleast something. 

“I thought we were best friends, you know?” you told her, and she nodded her head, knowing probably exactly what you meant. “You know Chrissy, right?” you said, and she nodded again. “Chrissy Cunningham?” Steve suddenly said, eavesdropping in on your conversation. You looked at him and just nodded. “Never really liked her” he tskd, before giving the person that walked into the shop his attention. 

“What can I help you with today, sir?” Steve spoke, and you looked at Robin again. She just shrugged her shoulders, and you continued to tell Robin exactly what went down before you drove off the parking lot. 

“I just wish he would choose me, ya’ know?” you said, and Robin hugged you again. “I know girl, I know” she cooed, still hugging you. 

Steve stood beside you, putting his hand on your shoulder. “It’s okay, Y/N” he said, squeezing lightly. “He was stupid for not seeing the real deal right in front of his eyes” he said, and Robin walked off to help a costumer. 

You looked at Steve, and he smiled at you. He sat down on the counter beside you, and took your hand in his. 

“Ya’ know” he spoke, coughing to clear his throat before he spoke again. “I’d choose you” he said. You could almost swear that if your eyes weren’t attached, they’d definitely pop out of their sockets. He really said that?

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[busymagpie]

Share 5 top songs you have on repeat right now! 🎵

Thanks @stormxpadme for tagging me 😘

I have a few long train rides ahead of me so this is good to kill some time :) It's most probably all the songs that I recently put on my liked playlist and still enjoy a lot.

1. Me and the Devil - Soap&Skin (Recently added to my liked list lol)

2. The Horror and the Wild - The Amazing Devil (love to sing along)

3. Ptolomaea - Ethel Cain (because holy shit. Goosebumps every time)

4. Touch The Sky - Julie Fowlis (again, I love to sing along and it never fails to put me in a good mood)

5. Norupo - Heilung (good song and also I've been playing Valheim lately and I keep listening to a "viking" playlist while playing)

Tagging @lonnson @kin-n-n @danmeiljie if you're bored/up to it and anyone else who has some good music to share ;)

[bunnyanqel]

A Simple Favor (2)

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Summary: Aliyah agrees to play D&D if only for Eddie.

Warnings: nsfw content, MDNI, 18+, a dash of angst, oral sex, vaginal fingering, profanity, mentions of drug use

The Hellfire Room was dim, cast in a soft red glow from whatever lights Eddie and his friends had set up when Aliyah showed up.

Her heart was hammering as she approached the long table set up in front of an intricate throne, and the squeak of her sneakers were the only noise that signified her entrance.

One of the boys turned to her. She recognized him as Jeff Tanner, a boy in one of her classes, and managed a smile as he rose and intercepted her.

“Jeff, right?” she said by a mean of greeting.

Broad-shouldered and solidly-built, he was one of the few Black kids in school, and from what she recalled, he was level-headed.

She liked him immensely.

“Yeah. Aliyah, right?”

Before either could say more, a strong, deep voice interrupted them. “So you’re the one those two brats recruited to fill Sinclair’s spot, huh?”

Jeff returned to his position, and Aliyah almost lost her breath at the sight of Eddie, up close and personal, in the flesh. Her memory and the quick glances she’d cast hadn’t done him justice. At all.

His hair was just as dark but his curls were frizzier, messier up close, and she hadn’t accounted for the white brunette’s pink, pink mouth that was thinned into a serious line right now. Her eyesight hadn’t caught the long fringe of the eyelashes that bracketed rich-brown puppy-dog eyes.

She’d never seen him without the denim vest that he wore every day, like an amor against all sneering, close-minded comments, and the sight of his bare forearms, the hair, the tattoos, the silver bracelet on one wrist was more than enough to make her stomach clench. And her clit pulse.

“You got a problem with me?” she asked, sounding braver than she felt, and ignored how her pulse went haywire in her throat as his gaze swept over her from head to toe.

Her skin tightened with goosebumps as she stood there, frozen under his intense inspection. Her rock-hard nipples pushed against the fabric of her top, and the slight reddening of his face told her saw it.

“I don’t know yet.” He leaned back, any flash of embarrassment gone, his face a cool, intimidating mask. After a minute, he leaned forward, bracing his hands on the table. “This isn’t Girl Scouts, you know.”

“Holy fuck. You don’t say?” The words escaped before she could reign them back in, and her pulse throbbed in her ears as she waited for his reply.

“One shot,” he said finally, his expression grave, his eyes serious as she’d ever seen them. “If she messes this shit up, it’s on your heads.” He tossed the words at Mike and Dustin, the former seeming terrified while the latter rolled his eyes.

The session went amazing.

She’d never had so much fun, never smiled so big or laughed so loudly that her throat was sore at the end. All because of the DM.

Eddie’s enthusiasm was infectious, his flair for dramatics only adding to the tension of his brilliant story-telling. It seemed like that large-than-life persona he displayed in the cafeteria so often translated well to D&D.

“So what’s your verdict, dungeon master?” she asked, fighting keep her voice steady and her eyes not goo-gooey at him. “Did I earn my favor?”

“Favor?” He quirked an eyebrow at her, dragging his attention away from packing up things to focus it solely on her.

Her heart sputtered pathetically in her chest at his singular attention, and she squeezed her hands into fists against the way her mind screamed all sorts of delicious, dirty things. It zeroed in on the well-manicured fingernails and those fingers that would no doubt feel so good inside of her pussy. It conjured the image of his mouth wrapped around one of her dark nipples, sucking.

Torture. She was being fucking tormented by her own goddamn mind, and she wouldn’t stop it for a minute. Somewhere she knew her brain was only cataloging every tiny detail about him for fantasy fodder, since she’d doubtlessly never get this close to him again. Close enough to smell the body spray he used—Axe.

If she ever thought about his smell, she’d have guessed marijuana or something. But this suited him. It was some Axe body wash and, beneath it, the aroma or marijuana that seemed to cling to him no matter what. Cling to his hair, his clothes.

Oh dear, she was so, so gone for him. If he’d asked her to crawl to him, she would’ve. If he asked her to bark like a dog, she would. She’d have rubbed her pussy all over his leg if he asked. Pathetic, really. This obsession and consuming desire for him.

The sound of metal on wood made her jolt back to reality, to a pair of dark eyes that watched her interestedly, an expectant expression on his face.

“I filled in for Lucas, so you owe me a favor, Eddie,” she managed to croak once she gathered enough moisture in her mouth to speak.

He didn’t reply immediately and instead focused on cleaning up. It wasn’t until everything had been cleared off and the players had broken into groups that he replied, his voice hard, a complete contrast to the energetic man he’d been for almost four hours straight. Like with her simple remark, she’d sucked all of the joy out of him.

He fixed her with a blank stare before he blinked it away and nodded to himself. “You want drugs, right?”

That might’ve been easier. She deliberated for a few seconds, wondering if he’d laugh her out the door if she voiced her real request, and gathered every single bit of courage in her body.

“A date,” she bit out finally. Blurted out, really, complete with the crack of her voice and the wobble of her pierced bottom lip. “I—I want a date.” She inhaled. Tasted the dry, stale air that burned going down her throat. “With you. That’s—that’s all I want, Eddie.”

He froze then, just for a moment, and she thought she’d just made the biggest mistake. Mortification and angry embarrassment made themselves a nest in her chest, and she began to back peddle, to shrink back. To deny it, laugh it off, but he didn’t let her.

He gave her an appraising, quick look that made her mouth dry.

“Sure, sure,” he muttered.

The big, stupid, insipid, lovesick smile that spread across her face was wholly against her will.

Christ on a cracker, she was gone.