#I had to take the the opportunity though lmaoo

[hellsite-hall-of-fame]

the price of arizona is 1.35 at my local gas station. i propose a coup d'etat.

well it appears that that’s already happened, because apparently the state of arizona is being sold at some random gas station??

and a coup d’etat seems to be the only way that’d occur soooo

[havocskies]

bro pls pls pls pls 🙏 do an NSFW alphabet with hobie ill do anything?!!!

HOBIE BROWN | NSFW ALPHABET

i am losing my self respect day by day.

anyway im also sorry for not posting ive been flirting w this dude for the past few days he is so cute but that will not stop me from writing for yg xoxo

╭──╯ . . . . . ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ . . . . . ╰──╮

A = AFTERCARE

- hobie is an absolute GOD at aftercare n i wholeheartedly believe this. especially when he knows he can be a bit much at times, there’s never a time where he skips out on aftercare. i think he would like to just relax, cuddle, and talk for a bit after he cleans you up thoroughly. then probably get a little treat, but he always likes to make sure you actually had fun as well. he’d put all of his attention on you way before he started worrying about himself, you’re always his priority

B = BODY PART

- i think hobie doesn’t have a MAJOR preference for anything but he seems like a thigh kinda guy. doesn’t matter the gender or size, he’s a thigh enthusiast. not always in a nasty way, he also just thinks they’re comfortable and whatnot. wear anything that shows your thighs and he is all for it 🙌

C = CUM

- im sure hobie keeps up w his health and cares for it, so i don’t think he’d taste horrible. he’s considerate guys 😭 idk if he’d really have a preference for where he cums either. probably asks beforehand or just knows what you prefer but if you’ll let him he’ll switch it up for funsies

D = DIRTY SECRET

- hobie doesn’t really keep secrets much, and i don’t think he’d be doing anything vile enough to really have to keep secrets anyway 😭 he’s just a normal dude imo but thoughts wise ?? he’s definitely imagined some things he’s too scared to talk abt im sure (take that how u will)

E = EXPERIENCE

- im sorry ik yg see him as like a sex god manwhore but i cant see it 😞 he’s spiderman he’s a nerd and he’s goofy, like yes he’s hot but he definitely fumbles without knowing the opportunity was even there LMAOO but regardless i think his body count is VERY low if not even zero. that doesn’t mean he’s ignorant, though. he’s figured out enough to know what he’s doing and what to do, he’s considerate and never wants his partner to be left out of thought

F = FAVORITE POSITION

- i can’t really see him having a favorite position i think he would’ve had little to no opinions but the moment yg find one you specifically like a lot he LOVES it. loves anything that makes you react the most, he’s such a pleaser yg cannot convince me of anything different

G = GOOFY

- yg write him to be all serious n i dont like it 🙁 he’s hobie he’s gonna crack a few jokes, especially if he’s nervous or he sees you’re nervous and he wants you to relax. probably jokes about how he’ll try his best not to send you to the hospital or wtv (he is not that confident)

H = HAIR

- hobie probably isn’t always clean shaven so he believes you don’t have to be either. still he’d at least be trimmed just to make things easier and whatnot. just his preference, whatever you do w yours he could not care less. other than that i think if sony was allowed he’d have a happy trail but unfortunately sony are pussies (im kidding)

I = INTIMACY

- i think hobie would prefer intimacy over anything else. he’d see sex as less of a pleasure thing and more of something to be shared when you’re extremely close. i don’t think sex w him would ever be meaningless, he’s always trying to show how much he loves you

J = JACK OFF

- hobie’s probably just an average dude. doesn’t do it too much bc like ?? why would he when he has you. ofc, if you’re not up to it yea he’ll go somewhere or just deal with it, you’re never obligated in his eyes. i just think he’d prefer you over anything else

K = KINK

- he’s gotta be a little freaky. like i say a lot (im sorry) he does joke abt biting, so he probably has some small kinks but i doubt anything serious. maybe at the most a very minor corruption kink, but its only about introducing you to things if you’re entirely willing. something about knowing he’s the one introducing you to it makes him wanna do it more

L = LOCATION

- hobie doesn’t strike me as a very public kinda guy. like maybe on occasion, but it’d have to be somewhere he’s pretty sure yg won’t get caught. i do think he’d prefer in your or his own home though, makes it more intimate and less stressful. he would however joke about fucking near someone yg don’t like out of spite

M = MOTIVATION

- you’d probably have to be actively trying to get him going, sex is never really the first thing on his mind. ofc it can very well happen unintentionally. i think gestures, positions, anything that shows off something ALONG WITH the clear intent will make him realize. maybe. i still wholeheartedly believe he’s pretty oblivious most of the time, he can be wanting it but he won’t realize you’re trying to make him want it. he’s a little dumb bear with him. he also just doesn’t associate revealing clothing with you wanting sex, so you’ll have to find other ways to get him to realize you want him. anyway i think mostly anything that shows off your thighs will get his mind wandering. anything that shows off their shape or just shows them off in general

N = NO

- in no way ever will you get this dude to do cnc (consensual nonconsensual) he gets sometimes its a trauma response but yg also have to remember he’d have to be getting off by pretending to assault you and i just can’t see it. he couldn’t do it, he’d rather try and help you with that trauma in other ways

O = ORAL

- happy to give always 🙌 he sees it as no different than you giving. even so, i don’t think he’d ever ask you for head. he’d see it more as a bonus, not something that’s expected in a relationship. if you’re never comfortable giving or even receiving head he will not be losing sleep whatsoever

P = PACE

- probably likes to switch it up. while i do think most of the stuff he said in his intro were jokes (runway model, inconsistency, labels, etc) i do think he does like to switch things up. he doesn’t like being limited to one thing, he likes to explore a bit and keep you on your toes xoxo

Q = QUICKIE

- hobie doesn’t strike me as someone who cares much for quickies. he’d much rather take his time, show he actually loves you. if both of yg are REALLY struggling then yg are going home, end of story. if you were to suggest a quickie he’d be unsure but he’d be willing to try at least

R = RISK

- hobie’s big risk taker im sure, but sex is a lot different than everything else. it’s a lot deeper and meaningful, so he doesn’t want to risk upsetting you or causing problems. idk if he’d even wanna risk being caught bc that’s just an inconvenience to everyone else 🙁🙁 only if it’s inconveniencing someone neither of you like i suppose

S = STAMINA

- pretty good stamina. not crazy or anything, but he can definitely go for a while. i think he finishes fairly average time but he can go multiple rounds, yk ?? like i said not a sex god guys

T = TOYS

- im sure hobie isn’t against toys at all ☠️ kinda goes back to what i said w introducing you to things. he’ll definitely try anything (as long as it’s humane 😭) and really doesn’t have much shame. take that part how u will.

U = UNFAIR

- hobie definitely likes to tease, no doubt. not all the time ofc but he can be an asshole just for jokes. if you’re genuinely upset he’ll stop. plus i think edging and overstimulating would count as something that deserves to have a conversation over first, not everyone’s completely into that and he knows full well

V = VOLUME

- i don’t think he’d be loud. not a whimperer probably but definitely a groan kinda guy. he has no shame breathing and groaning in your ear if he’s really goin (with you ofc he is)

W = WILD CARD

- switch. i think by default he’s more dom leaning but if you take that position he won’t complain, he thinks it’s hot as hell. would probably let you do almost anything to him 😇

X = X-RAY

- he’s pretty tall guys, it’s not small that’s for sure. i think honestly he’d be around 6-8, anything above is just scary in my full opinion so that’s not what he has ummm. i do think he’d be pretty normal girth. and, ofc, if he is pierced he would’ve done it himself. a stranger handling and piercing your dick is not for the weak im sure

Y = YEARNING

- probably a pretty normal/average drive. he didn’t think much about sex before you so going without it isn’t a problem for him at all. i don’t think he’d be like horny 24/7 around you, most of the time he’s just happy to be around you

Z = Zzz

- like i said w aftercare hobie prefers to stay up with you and spend time. even if it’s late at night he will try his absolute best, he’s not sleeping until he’s sure you’re comfortable and completely cleaned up. unless you like emptied his balls or destroyed him or something, then aftercare is on you i guess 🤕

[sh0tanzz]

hello I hope you are having a great day ☺️, i really like your readings hehe, please do Anton as your boyfriend reading soon, I am looking forward on your other readings of the other groups as well.

rest well and take care 💕💕

you are sooo sweet omg but here we go !!

Anton as your boyfriend based on Astrology

(reminder that this for fun and astrology is something I study for a hobby, these are all inferences based off of observations and not exact fact unless I knew him myself !!)

warnings: small mention of suggestive innuendo but nothing extremely graphic I'll only do NSFW asks if requested.

Aries Sun: Many people are "surprised" that Anton is an aries since the stereotype is that they're hyper and aggressive but aries men can be pretty shy + to themselves initially and don't expose their extroverted behavior till they're comfortable. Aries is cardinal, they enjoy starting things and once they master it will move on to the next task (Anton went from swimming to instruments, to producing, to being an idol what bigger example do you need 😭) before the relationship actually starts he'd try to approach but wouldn't just straight up flirt he'd want to begin a friendship or some form of banter/rapport with you. Since there's no water supporting his sun in his big six it shows he wouldn't be a super sappy "my heart bleeds for you" type of boyfriend but would still be passionate and serious when it comes to you as his partner. If you had a rocky past he'd try to have you focus on the "now" of everything and help you not loath. Has his random moments of boldness but they go as fast as they came LMAOO so savor them when you can.

Aries Moon: Many people view Anton as very timid and though he is on a surface level he is most definitely capable of boldness and quickly acting on his wants, yes he is a contained individual but when he wants something he'll shamelessly go after it. So yes ! he is 100% capable of initiating things whether its physical affection or if he wants to see you. If he wants you he wants you, plus, in a video he claimed that if it was just him and the person of his affection one on one he'd express himself more freely. Which makes me think if it were you two one on one he'd be super real about his feelings and his guard wouldn't be as far up.

Aries Mercury: Yes. the headcanons that anton would spam your phone with tiktoks and memes are true. He wouldn't be afraid of hitting you up frequently and seeming "needy" like he loves you duh ofc he's gonna text you literally at any given opportunity. Would probably have your post notifs on and would be the FIRSTTT person to like your post and story. He'd be very honest and straightforward when communicating so you wouldn't have to worry about reading in between the lines or having to guess about what's going on between you two.

Taurus Venus: He could have short lived phases of being possessive and literally viewing you as "his person". He wouldn't want the relationship to continuously rush into new bases he'd want it to have a natural flow and wouldn't rush you into anything but would still want to know where you stood on certain things and be in the know (his aries stellium influence, he welcomes change and newness but, as said before, wants it to come naturally and at a certain pace). He'd be sure to be someone you could rely and depend on and would be as patient as possible with you. Would express his love through physical touch such as cuddling, resting his head on your shoulder, napping together and through spoiling you like paying for your meal, sending/bringing food and random valuable gifts at whatever time. HE JUST WANTS TO TREAT YOU RIGHHTT. Also would be very sentimental like he'd have photos, songs, posts and things saved or kept from when you two first met or started dating. He'd make the relationship so domestic oml. Ngl due to taurus venuses need for natural build up and the childish friendly nature of his aries placements he's probably a sucker for the friends to lover trope me thinks 😭

Gemini Mars: Oh he'd just love having one on one talks with you about anything interesting under the sun none of the convos would be surface level or shallow. He'd also flirt SM THROUGH TEXT every gemini mars dude I've known gets so flirty otp. Plus you wouldn't have to worry about the relationship having an air of monotony either. People claim that gemini mars people can be hot and cold but I don't think that's the case I think they're just aware that sometimes for a healthy relationship space is properly needed, so he'd let you have time to yourself/himself but with his taurus venus during these periods you wouldn't feel alone or abandoned because he'd still be there for you. Similar to Wonbin he could find your voice very attractive or a turn on. Gemini rules the hands, arms and shoulders so he may kiss you there or like to have some physical contact with them. Gemini also rules the lungs and nervous system so he might try to 'take your breath away'...take that as you will LOL.

Other Aspects:

Moon/Neptune Sextile: He is hyperaware of the feelings and emotions of those around him no matter how subtle they seem and also uses music as a vice so he'd use it to connect with you.

Venus trine Jupiter: He's naturally a giver and wouldn't be overly forceful, He honestly would nurture the relationship as much as he possibly could.

Potential Toxicity: (reminder that any/everyone is capable of having toxic or negative traits, these could be POTENTIALLY true)

Venus/Square Neptune: Is willing to go LENGTHS for a partner/people he loves but may take things a bit too far or do "too much" and once you try to explain that though you appreciate his efforts it's a bit much he may take it the wrong way and feel unappreciated or used.

[yaseraphinee]

astro observations 1 - focus on appearance and vibes

Hi ! Today I am posting my first ever astro observations ! Hope you like it! (if you do, there is more to come *mischevious smirk)

(REMINDER : I am NOT a professional astrologer. Everything I say are my personal opinions and not facts.)

Aries rising men

-> Aries rising men tend to look either really "primal" or like a greek god that fell from the Mount of Olympus.

From the ones I have seen (which is rare like where are they hiding??l) they have thick straight eyebrows, are taller than average, tend to be on the skinnier/leaner side and tend to have a prominent cranium.

-> They also often look mad/like they are about to start a fight or they are just pissed off 24/7 (it's similar to Scorpio risings RBF but it's not as intense or shady it's more like "the fuck you're looking at ugly ass" lmaooo)

-> I knew a guy who was an Aries rising and he described himself as a professional hater. He loved cursing at people and just getting pissed off. He admitted that himself by saying stuff like "i love hating on people" and would, without any shame, try to find any opportunity to shit on people (just for fun though lmaoo)

This attitude/anger issues/cursing at people 24/7 can also be seeing in Vinnie Hacker for instance. *He is an Aries rising and the way his only screentimes in the Hype House show was him treatening to beat people's asses is so funny to me help-

Also , Vinnie Hacker to me (obviously) falls into the "greek god looking" type of Aries rising men.

(*but then he has cancer placements so maybe all that moodiness doesn't help him at all lmaoo)

Men and women with aries stelliums often radiate libra energy for some reason. 

They look really elegant and feminine. They usually have really good manners, they are really soft spoken and sweet. They are super polite and charming. They seem generally approachable and have a nice smile on top of that.

ex :  Prayag Mishra aka the "pookie guy", PinkPantheress

Prayag Mishra aka the "pookie guy"

-> He looks really well groomed which is a typical libra men thing as it is ruled by venus, the planet of beauty and harmony.

-> He is known for being sassy which i would typically associate with leo placements (and fire energy in general) HOWEVER libras and taurus, because they want to RECEIVE that princess treatment too, can also be quite dramatic and sassy but in a less upfront, all up in your face way.

-> His sassiness is paired with a certain flirtiness which is SOO libra.

-> Just read this article about him "combatting toxic masculinity". I don't know if I am reading to deeply into it, but this "toxic masculinity" and "sassy men apocalypse" thing feels really Aries VS Libra to me -> Masculinity VS Feminity which, again, proves how he radiates feminine energy despite having more masculine energies in his chart.

(that take is a bit of a stretch ngl)

PinkPantheress

-> Her appearance and singing is really angel-like. She sings with a really sweet and soft voice, usually about love.

-> She comes off a little shy at first, but mostly well-mannered and polite. She also smiles a lot.

-> The gentleness in the way she talks and the "Let's not make it political" screams Libra to me. All about keeping the peace and the harmony.

-> She is known for her fashion sense, which is quite "girly".

I also see a lot of men saying she looks "feminine", she has a lot of fanboys and they seem to adore her softness and her nice personnality (in addition to her beauty). A lot of them act a bit possessive towards her. it's like she brings out this "i'll provide and take care of you" type of energy out of men lmaoo

-> I knew two guys with aries stelliums who came across really calm and composed, which sounds completely opposite to what Aries are stereotypically described as.

(one of the guys had a taurus rising and his stellium was located in the 12th house so maybe that is why he seemed much calmer and almost melancholic?)

Scorpio rising women

Scorpio rising women tend to have square/ rectangular and straight body types. Their shoulders tend to be really prominent and squarish.

They are also usually of a smaller height, or just smaller than average. They also have a pretty prominent forehead and prominent cheekbones.

Here’s a visual example of Scorpio rising women : 

Maya from XG - Scorpio rising (Tropical) (it is not confirmed since we don't know her time of birth but I think scorpio could be her rising sign)

Grimes - Scorpio rising (Tropical)

Bee’s Honey Tarot - Scorpio rising (Sidereal)

Lily Rose Depp - Scorpio rising (Tropical)

(/!\ all of them are skinny and most of them are white so it definitely doesn’t represent every Scorpio rising women out there but more so a sub-group that I have identified /!\)

stay blessed 💋​💕​💗​💖​💅​

[louscartridge]

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p1h hyung line + intak x female idol reader

summary - this request

cw's are gonna be put at the beginning before each members headcanon

a/n- i wrote this on a mobile and proof read it on my laptop so sry if it looks weird lmaoo (i also kinda gave up on proof reading half way through)

keeho

cw- anxiety and a little suggestive if you squint

✭ you were at an award show and you had asked keeho to accompany you, not wanting it to be ‘embarrassing’ or ‘awkward’ by yourself. and plus? an excuse to see keeho in a suite?

✭ He obviously said yes (not after saying it wouldn’t be embarrassing or anything in his own way)

✭ “Y/n, even IF you WERE to embarrass yourself, what’s the worst that could happen? You could die. BUT! then, you wouldn’t even know or remember what you did so ??”

✭ Anywho.

✭ Eventually everyone had to take their seats and sit down

✭ another idol who was sitting behind you ended up asking for your number

✭ You took your phone out of your purse but you didn’t even get to unlock it before keeho grabbed it out of your hand.

✭ You looked at keeho for a split second before turning back to the idol behind you.

✭ “Sorry, I can’t find my phone and I don’t remember my number” you said before laughing slightly awkwardly. what idol doesnt remember their own number? so professional. You felt keeho subtly slide his hand up to your thigh.

✭ “Oh no, it’s ok. Would it be ok if I gave you mine then? Maybe put it in yours when you can?”

✭ Keeho’s hand slid up higher on your thigh and squeezed gently, but tightly.

✭ “Yeah of Course! That’s fine.”

✭ Once the idol gave you his number keeho took the paper out of your hand and gave you your phone back.

✭ Mf acted as if he didn’t do shit and took his hand off of your thigh.

✭ “What the hell keeho?” you whisper yelled.

“What?” he answered before a pause. “You got my number?”

“Yeah, keeho, I have your number.” Duh.?

“Good. I’m the only guys number you need.”

He picked up your hand in his and kissed it, placing your guys’ hands in between your right leg and his left leg.

Theo

cw- harassment

✭it started with you asking Theo to go to the mall with you as you were a little uneasy about going alone.

✭theo has been subtly flirting with you more and more lately.

✭complementimg small details about your makeup, buying you small things, becoming more physical, ect.

✭today, though with him spending pretty much the whole day with you he took opportunitys whenever he saw them.

✭ picking out a piece of jewelry he thinks would complement your skin tone, or eyes, or you would just like in general. Pick out a piece of clothing and have you tr it on and come out to show him what it looks like after AND pay for it if you like it bc he brought it up yk??

✭when you were done shopping, the two of you stopped at the food court.

✭it's was the summer so you dressed for the weather. Duh.

✭you were wearing a black denim skirt and a tight purple shirt with a few other acsessories.

✭as you guys were ordering your food, you noticed a group of teenage looking boys.

✭they seemed to notice you first tho, eyeing you up and down.

✭even when you and Theo sat down the boys continued to eye you, only this time, they're eyes stopped on your sitting legs and your butt pressed down on the malls seat.

✭you were pulled away when you felt a light piece of long fabric drape across your lap.

✭it was theos flannel.

✭true gentleman frfr

✭he moved his chair closer to yours and hugged you from the side, resting his head in your shoulder for a minute.

✭"thank you" you whisper "of course love." he whispers back and kisses the nape of your neck. He pulled away from you and slides his arm that was around your shoulders to your hand, interlocking them.

Intak

cw- a little suggestive, swearing

✭you were hanging out with intak and the rest of p1h

✭being with each other, being able to help and Inspier each other was helpful for writing lyrics and everything

✭you and intak have always had sortve unspoken tention.

✭and a tention that everyone picked up on.

✭so much so, that everyone fr thought you guys were already dating but we're purposely making it awkward in a failed attempt to hide that you were dating.

✭but like. You weren't dating?

✭you tripped, causing some of your food to roll off of your plate, on the floor, and quickly devoured by your dog.

✭"oh shit! Really?"

✭intak was quick to offer you his (even tho he already bit a bit off of it)

✭"nah dude you ate off of it."

✭ "not like you really care, the amount of times you've probably sucked each other faces off." keeho said.

✭ "huh?"

✭ you and intak looked at each other and back to Keeho "we've never....?"

✭ "you've never made out!?!??"

✭ "no?? We've never even done anything remotely like that??"

✭ "for real?? And you've been dating for how long?"

✭"were not dating either!" both you and Intak said

✭ When everyone was leaving you asked intak to stay behind for a minute.

✭"have fun" keeho winked.

✭intak rolled his eyes and you grabbed his arm, turning him around to face you. "can we?" you whispered.

"can we what?" intak asked almost just as quiet.

You might of awnserd him too fast "date?"

he started noding franticly. LMAOOO "i-uh-yea-yeah" he stutterd.

"Ok bye!" you rushed him out, both of you blusing I hate when ppl put that in ff

"oh, oh-Kay? Well-"

"I'll text you!" you yelled pushing him towards everyone else.

Jiung

cw- reader is a little bit of a cry baby, mini makeout session

✭you and jiung have been hanging out almost all day

✭you guys had both gotten off tour only a few days apart from the other and both of you jumped to see each other

✭so now here you were. Both of you sitting on the couch in your doms living room.

✭and talking about kissing??

✭you don't even remember how or when it got brought up.

✭"so your telling me you've NEVER kissed a guy before?" jiung asked surprised at the statement you had just made.

"never. I've wanted to! I've just never acted on it and no guy has ever kissed me, but There's only been a handful of guys I've actually wanted to kiss so honestly, I think I don't mind the fact that I've never kissed a guy. I think I would've just pulled away u less it was THE guy." you ranted.

"oh yeah? And who's THE guy?" he smirked.

"mkay, your getting cocky now." you rolled your eyes.

"hey, I'm just asking." jiung threw his hands up in defence.

A minute of silence washed over you guys before you awnserd.

"I can't tell you jiung." you whisperd.

The sudden shift in energy worried jiung slightly.

As tears started to prick in your eyes, you try to 'subtly' move to your right, away from jiung.

Jiung gently pressed the palm of his hand on your the bottom of your wrist and rapped his fingers around the rest of your wrist. "hey, hey. What wrong? Why are you moving away from me?" he put his other hand on your right wrist and pulls your slightly closer, him himself scooting closer to you.

"I can't tell you because your gonna be mad." you say your voice high and shaking from trying not to cry.

Jiung things for a second before shaking his head. "tell me what?"

"the guy" you sniff, actually crying now.

Jiung loosened bis fingers and moved his hands to hold onto yours. "oh, baby, I already know who the guy is. Keeho told me awhile ago, I just started flirting with you more and wait how long it would take for you to say something. I was just teasing, baby."

"really?" you sniffed again. "because I swear, jiung, if your just playing with me right now-"

Jiung cut you off and pulled you into a hug. "I'm not. I promise you I'm not."

You pulled jiung away from the hug by his shoulders and pulled him in for a kiss.

It's was a sloppy kiss, but not in a sexual way. More in a "I'm still crying" type of way. Jiung could slightly feel your tears. Both of you could taste the saltness from some of your tears too.

Jiung pulled away first and wipped your tears away with him thumb. "you don't need to be crying anymore it's ok." he laughed a little at the end.

"I know, I just- I-I thought you would be-" you sighed, giving up on talking. You went over to him for another kiss exept this one was more heated. Like all the pent up tention, finally being able to be released.

Jiung moved his hands down to hold onto your waist.

You took his bottom lip in between your teeth and gently pulled on it as you pulled away.

You've finally composed yourself enough to speak clearly. "thank you" you say.

Jiung moves his hands under your shirt but moved them back to your waist and started to rub slow circles on your bare skin with his thumbs. "thank you."

p1harmony masterlist

[hwsing]

Thoughts about pegging the allies and mayhaps Italy 🧍‍♂️

pegging? pegging!

notes: 18+, top reader and bottom characters. includes: america (alfred), canada (matthew), france (francis), england (arthur), china (yao). i think some of my opinions on this are unpopular but pls don’t attack me for it lmaoo, as always, reblogs are appreciated!

cw: talk about pegging, slightly toxic views on sex (ivan)

first of all, those who would be most interested in it would be francis who is just kinky as fuck, feliciano who is down to roll around however and yao who is so old and easily bored nowadays that you have got to switch it up often anyways. the least would be ivan, who is just overall not a super big fan of bottoming and arthur who is similar and just. struggles to get into most things involving toys. alfred and matthew are in the middle area.

francis loves sex. something has to be really bewildering for him to be particularly opposed — hell, it’s likely that he brought it up himself if you’re more hesitant to. if you bring it up first, he’s pleasantly surprised and causally agrees; he has high expectations! but, honestly, even if you suck at it, he just takes it as an opportunity to teach you. he’ll tell you how to fuck him right through his breathy, soft moans, encouraging and awfully sweet about the whole thing. but, if you do know what you’re doing or are more confident, he’s more than happy to take it. he actually cums a lot harder when something is in his ass to be honest. he’d most certainly want it to become a more regular thing.

like francis, yao might end up bringing this up himself. he is old and, honestly, very few things shock him. he’s not someone who needs super niche hardcore stuff to get off, but he thinks it’s beneficial for everyone involved to switch things up often enough!! he’s used to bottoming to begin with, so this is by no means his first rodeo. bigger the better

alfred is not very opinionated about these things, to be honest. by default, he likes getting his dick wet, so he doesn’t think about bottoming very often. when presented with the idea, though, he’s by no means opposed! he takes it like a champ, and if you didn’t already have it, he got plenty of lube! would be very embarrassed by the fact he got fucked though. he doesn’t really have a reason to be, he just gets flustered if you remind him outside of the bedroom

ivan isn’t inherently particularly dominating in intimacy, but he very much likes to be the one deciding the pace with sex. and while you can argue that bottoming isn’t a forfeit, because that’s true to him it feels like it. he’s just…. very stubborn and would likely be dismissive of the idea. if he trusts you a LOTTTTT i think he’d be more open to the idea. you’ll have to unlock ivan level 99 first though. good luck adventurer

i was having very mixed feelings on matthew. i do think he’d be down though. at least post 2020 matthew would be. prior to that, i dont think he’d be downright opposed to it, but he doesn’t entirely get it…. once it happens though, he doesn’t think it’s a huge deal. doesn’t love the feeling (just isn’t really into the feeling if the toy, thinks its a bit uncomfy regardless of lube) but if your thrust game is good enough it can compensate for the toy feeling!

arthur has bottomed before, but it was almost, if not just straight up always, because his companion for that night had a willy and refused to bottom themselves. arthur isn’t against it, even if it isn’t what he naturally gravitates towards — but… pegging? maybe a younger, more adventurous arthur would be a bit intrigued, but the man barely accepts that vibrators can help spice things up. he just… struggles to see the point, but he’s likely to try it out if you two are long term partners. i can’t see him being very into it, but he’ll indulge you once in a blue moon to please you because he loves you <33

[preciadosbass]

28/7/14 [draft from yesterday]

woke up at 11:47 to my parents in my doorway. mum started putting stuff on my bed but i though it was just stuff of mine that id left around the house but it turned out she’d bought me some stuff which is really nice. she got me socks [because i only have one non-fluffy pair], slippers [because our dogs hair is everywhere and my pyjamas end up getting the hair all over the house, even after the place has been hoovered], and purple trainers [because beforehand i only had my converse + knee high converse, and they were both getting muddy and causing me blisters when i go on walks.] i feel extra bad about the argument we had last night now.

i was super tired and my eyes still felt like they were glued shut but i decided not to go back to sleep. i got a little anxious when i saw my ex bestfriend was sad so i sent him a message telling him that i’m here for him and stuff. i still care about him so much, even if we don’t talk anymore. i watched a mikey way complication and listened to a podcast with the way brothers on up until 1:20 when i had a nap [im lazy, i know]

i should mention, i had the weirdest dream. so excuse how bad this explanation is going to be. me and kellin [quinn] were both teens and we were at a restaurant. he had tacky plastic skates on and started doing backflips in them? and running on the spot and joking about being chased? it was such a strange dream to have, especially because i haven’t had one in ages. also, my dad was there for some reason lmaoo

i woke up at around 2 and stayed with boris until 3:20 before i had something to eat and started researching a few crime cases. id been thinking about reading a bit of my sylvia plath book but i got in another argument with my parents [not really with my dad] and practically went into sensory overload so i went in my room and scrolled through ed related things on reddit. although i just wanted to have a conversation with them.

my dad lets things go easier, but mum tends to start saying ‘maybe you’d be happy if i’m not here’ and stuff like that, which i have never and would never imply to her. it just makes me feel like shit, she acts like i’m not allowed to be mad. and i feel absolutely terrible writing this, especially because of the whole gift thing from earlier, and i know shes probably just stressed, and i love her, but nobody acknowledges that i am too. they never do, whatever i do seems to anger my mum. anyway, i spiralled writing this and i don’t wanna turn it into a complete vent post, so let’s carry on.

i carried on scrolling through reddit until like 8 where i went on a walk with all of my family [which we haven’t done in at least a year]. didn’t get off to a good start because the second i walked outside my sister dropped her phone on our rock driveway and smashed her phone to pieces.

she was arguing about paying for the damage up until we got to the park when she went back home with my dad. me and my mum carried on walking while we did would you rather because anything else was starting an argument. we ended up doing so right before we got home but at least i walked for an hour today, i wish it’d been more though. also at one point she asked me if i was questioning my gender like WHAT?? why didn’t i take the opportunity to tell her ffs.. when i got home i obviously said hi to boris and then scrolled on twitter for a bit.

one of my acquaintance’s [i call anyone my age that i know that, because i know people, but they’re not nice to me whatsoever, we don’t hang out, they bully me, i don’t consider them a friend etc] was being their usual self again. i try everything i can to politely escape them/avoid them but i just don’t know how. id feel bad cutting contact with no explanation but if i told them all the disgusting things they do they’d deny it. but i know i have to at some point, they’re such a bad person and i’m tired of putting up with them.

anyway, i feel like i seem like a bitch for not liking them, and the problem in every scenario i’ve written about today so let me know if anyone actually reads this and wants to know what makes her such a bad person. after seeing that i listened to some evanescence and i was just about to put on my fight club dvd i got from a bootsale a while ago when my dad said he was ready for me to ask questions about boris soon so i went up to their room.

we actually didn’t argue tonight because i was able to get on with it quite quickly so i did my teeth and said goodnight to boris around 3. he again started purring before id even started stroking him, he’s so precious. also went over my cals by like 60 today so that sucks

have a good day/night -_<

[messrmoonyy]

It’s the apocalypse, sweetheart

Tess Servopoulos x fem!reader

Prompt- I did accidentally delete the original prompt but it was along the lines of ‘ reader is Bills niece and has raised her since she was little. When Tess and Joel visit her and Tess are a little flirty and they end up sharing a kiss ‘

A/N- let me first say. I literally re wrote this ENTIRE thing at 3am this morning. Idk what writing god possessed me. But. Here it is. And yk 2010 Tess was truly a blessing and I will take any and all opportunities to write about her. I love these more creative prompts. If anyone has seen Orange is the new black Bill and reader are totally giving Frieda and her dad vibes in this cause that’s what I was watching when I wrote the first half lmao

Warnings- I don’t think there’s any. I can’t even put my usual ‘Tess’ warning cause 2010 Tess is a soft baby lmaoo.

Word count- 8k ( I’m so sorry )

Masterlist

Reblogs and comments are always appreciated &lt;3

You sat in silence, eyes on the screens in front of you, your fingers drumming nervously against your leg. Officers had been in town all day, pulling people from their homes and loading them up onto trucks. They’d been lurking in town since yesterday morning, after putting up the notice that the town would be placed under mandatory evacuation with 24 hours notice. Fencing the town off and pushing evacuation notices through everyone’s door. 

You and your uncle, Bill, had been tucked away in the bunker for the last 3 days anyway. Ever since you’d watch the news on outbreak day, watched as the world had gone to shit over night. 

But thankfully for you, Bill had basically been preparing for something like the current situation his entire life. He’d seemed almost excited by the entire thing at first, finally able to give a big ‘fuck you’ to everyone that had called him stupid for preparing. 

Though mind controlling fungus hadn’t exactly been on his doomsday checklist, he was prepared all the same. And therefore, so were you. Your entire life has practically lead up that exact moment. 

Instead of sending you to the dance class in the town hall as a child, he’d taught you how to assemble a gun in the fastest way possible. Instead of buying you a nail kit for your birthday, he’d gifted you a knife. You’d thought it was pretty awesome, the girls in your math class hadn’t. But fuck them. You could see some of them clambering onto the trucks, crying and holding onto their mothers. 

Dance practice wasn’t looking so practical now was it. 

The sound of footsteps above you halted your fingers, muffled talking of the officers trying to clear the house. Bill turned to you with his finger to his lips and you nodded. You weren’t stupid. The officers walked around, calling out for anyone home until you heard a faint ‘ all clear sir! ‘ through the floorboards. And a smile tugged at your lips. 

“ not today you new world order jack boot fucks “ Bill muttered reloading his gun as way of punctuating his sentence. You turned back to the cameras, watching as they loaded up the last trucks after deeming the house empty. Deeming the town empty. 

“ what fuckin idiots “ Bill exhaled sharply though his nose beside you, some half attempt at a laugh. You watched the cameras as the trucks left town “ where do you think they’re taking them? “ Bill shrugged, pushing buttons on the keyboard to switch which cameras were showing on the screens. 

“ closest city is Boston. But I doubt they’ve managed to lock it down yet. There’s more further out, smaller. Probably already full “ you nodded understanding what it meant for them. 

What was it that you’d overheard an officer say?

Dead people can’t get infected. 

You watched the trucks on the screen, all filing out of town in a trail. Like some fucked up snake weaving through the streets and out through the gates. 

Bill flicked through the cameras once more before standing up, nodding towards your gas mask. 

“ let’s go make sure it’s clear. Mask on.  If there’s any left they might have tear gas. And grab your gun “ you pulled your mask on, letting Bill pull at it to make sure it was secure before he headed for the exit back upstairs. You picked up your gun, double checking it was loaded before following him. 

He’d given it to you on your last birthday. After spending your whole childhood teaching you how to use them, assemble them. He’d decided you deserved one of your own ‘ just in case ‘, something a little more exciting than a knife. 

 “ I’ll take the front. You take the back “ you nodded, shaking the nerves out of your hands and taking a deep breath “ I prepared you for this. Don’t look so damn nervous “ 

He went up first and you followed close behind, gun up and ready to shoot at any fuck wit of an officer that might still be lingering. You headed for the back of the house, movements careful and precise as you checked over the kitchen and the back rooms before stepping out  onto the back porch. You scanned the bushes at the end of the garden for any sign someone might be there, before deeming it empty. 

You almost wanted to laugh. You loved your uncle and his quirky ways and plans. But a tiny part of you had always thought that maybe he was just insanely paranoid. But he clearly knew exactly what he was doing. 

You made your way back through the house, finding Bill on the front path pulling off his mask. You stood next to him and did the same. Listening. 

The town was silent. The wind in the trees and the sound of birds all that could be heard. And you did let yourself laugh then, tucking your gun into the holster strapped to your leg and folding your arms across your chest. 

“ looks like we did it kid “ 

“ hell fuckin yeah “

“ they’re here! Bill!? Come on! “ you were startled awake from where you’d been napping on the couch, by Frank charging through the house and clapping his hands to grab your attention “ come on honey! You too! Up! And straighten those cushions back up again. I just picked them up on the outer perimeter cameras, they’ll be here any minute. Come on!” You squinted at him through your post nap haze, brain attempting to register what the fuck he was even talking about. 

Frank had too much energy on a regular day, but today he seemed ten times more hyped up. You didn’t know how someone could be so cheerful in such circumstances. He’d even had a smile on his face when you and Bill had found him, bottom of the pit outside the fence. Though you guessed if you’d have been in his position, you’d have been happy too. Of all the places to end up, Lincoln was the safest. 

You hadn’t trusted him entirely at first. But Bill had. You’d never seen him like that. Like some lovesick little puppy and you’d spent the night sulking out on the porch, ready to go in and shoot him in the face if you needed to. 

Of course, you hadn’t. 

“ were they armed? “ Bill appeared from where he’d been hiding in the kitchen for the majority of the day, somehow being convinced by Frank to cook a fancy ass meal for everyone. You smelt what you thought was chicken, your stomach growled in response “ just the two of them? “ 

“ just the two of them! And of course they’re armed, what you want them to walk all this way with no guns? Jesus Christ Bill “ your sleepy brain finally woke itself up enough to remember what was going on. 

Frank had made… friends. You’d over heard him chatting away to some woman on the radio one night, had then let it slip to your uncle. And now they were coming to fucking visit. Bill had gone ape shit when he’d first found out. But Frank had his ways, he knew how to wiggle into the tiny little soft spot in Bills heart. No matter how deep. Deep. Deep. Down it was. 

“ Honey. Will you please get up, sort your hair you look like you’ve been yanked through a hedge “ you scoffed at that but ran your fingers through your hair anyway “ make an effort would you. Both of you. This is good. Seriously we need some friends… especially you two “ Bills face matched your own, as it so often did, a frown and a look that simply said ‘ are you fucking with me right now? ‘

“ we don’t need friends “ Frank simply waved a hand of dismissal at Bill and walked over to you, nudging you with his arm 

“ you’ll like Tess I think. She sounds really nice. And she’s not much older than you “

“ you make me sound like a little kid that’s going on a play date to the park  “ you said with a sigh. 

“ this is good. Friends. We need friends you need friends “ you scoffed at that and Frank just rolled his eyes “ only talking to your uncle and me is not healthy “

“ in case you hadn’t noticed, we’re not exactly surrounded by options to talk. Oh shall I go sit outside the fence and chat to an infected? Frank, I think theres worst things to worry about than my social life, and lack there of “ 

“ you. Are just like your uncle Jesus Christ “ Frank said mostly to himself, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes for a moment “ come on. They’ll be at the gate any minute. Time to make friends. Whether you like it or not “ part of you did think that maybe. Just maybe. It would be nice to talk to someone that wasn’t your uncle or Frank. Especially another woman. You’d spent 7 years in the safety of the compound now, 3 of which had included Frank. Some new faces would be nice. But also. The world you lived in… there were no friends to be had anymore. No one you could trust. 

In your- and Bills- eyes, this could all only end badly. 

You and Bill were far too alike for your own good, that’s what Frank always said. But you had been with him practically your whole life, he was more of a dad to you than you real dad was. And yeah, maybe his forms of raising a child hadn’t been exactly… traditional. But you had a pretty good feeling that you were faring much better than the girls who had been at parties whilst you were being taught what to do if the world ever went to shit. 

Which is exactly what had happened. 

In fact you’d watched most of them get carted away on outbreak day. Whilst you and Bill had sat silently in the bunker and watched, listened to them searching the house above you to make sure they left no one behind. Stupid fucks. 

You and Bill had only needed each other. You hadn’t had friends then. And you didn’t really want them now. But you decided to humour Frank at least. 

So as you finally dragged yourself away from the couch, you grabbed the gun you’d left on the coffee table when you’d gone to sleep. Slipping it back into the holster on your leg and checking your pocket for your knife. Just to be safe. 

Bill clearly had the same ideas as you had, as when you found him waiting for you at the front door he too had a gun strapped to his leg. It almost made you laugh at just how similar you both were. 

“ c’mon kid. Let’s get this over and done with “ he grumbled and headed outside to where Frank was practically bouncing on the spot with excitement. Though he did drop his smile for a disappointed frown when he saw you two stroll down the porch steps sporting guns. 

“ really? “ you simply shrugged and joined him in the road, arms folded over your chest. Frank went to walk towards the gate at the end of the street but Bill swung an arm out to stop him. 

“ no. We wait here “

“ they’re not gonna sho- you know what fine. Here is fine. Let’s wait here! “ he said with a slightly forced sense of joy. 

You tried to think slightly positive, if just for Franks sake. Trying to conjure up an image of who these people could be. You knew they were from the Boston QZ. That it was a man and a woman. And that was about it. 

You were slightly surprised they’d even made it out this far, you didn’t know much about quarantine zones but you did know they were controlled by FEDRA. You wondered how they’d managed to get out, as far as you knew the only one and outs of a zone were for things like ration shipments or deliveries. Not visiting some strangers you found on a radio. You’d only had a small sampling of FEDRA yourself, the day they had come to clear the town. 

Promises to the residents of taking them to a QZ. Taking them to safety. That staying in their homes would be dangerous. 

They’d have faired much better if they had stayed. 

You could still remember the day you and Bill had secured the outer perimeters of town, past the fences and gates. The shallow grave and the people left to rot. You could still remember the smell if you thought about it hard enough. Could still see the faces of people you had once walked by on the street, brought eggs from in the shop, lived across the street from.  FEDRA had promised them safety and had done the complete opposite. 

No wonder people wanted to leave the QZ. 

“ there! I see them- you disabled the traps right? “ you gave a snort of a laugh in an attempt to conceal it, the thought that they might just blow up before they even reached the gate tickling you. And clearly Bill too, his lips twitching with a small smile “ I hate you both “ 

“ we’re well aware “ you all waited where you were as Joel punched in the temporary code Frank had given him over the radio, the static buzz sounding as it swung open. Frank was done waiting clearly, hurrying off towards them with a huge grin on his face. 

“ that gun loaded? “ Bill asked in a low voice as you followed a few steps behind Frank. 

“ obviously “ 

“ anything else on you? “

“ knife in my pocket “ 

“ that’s my girl “ as you drew closer and finally got a good look at your guests, you were mildly taken aback. You didn’t really know what you’d expected. Maybe some gnarled, scary and dirty pair of people. All you knew about QZs came from Frank and from what you knew they weren’t exactly great. But these people didn’t fit the thoughts. 

The man had a stony face to rival Bills, dark hair and a slightly scruffy beard. But you weren’t interested in looking at him. But her? Her you were interested in looking at. 

Maybe it was simply 7 years of having nothing but the posters of Kate Bush, Avril lavigne and Beyoncé on your walls to look at in terms of women, finally laying eyes on a real, non fungal looking, very much alive, woman again. She made you clam up for a moment, cheeks flushing and rational thoughts escaping you. 

She was beautiful. There was no point trying to deny it when it was so plainly obvious. You didn’t know what you had expected. But it certainly wasn’t… her. 

Maybe Frank had been right after all, you did need someone new to talk to. Because clearly your lack of human interaction over the years had rendered you absolutely useless in the face of new people. 

“ it’s so amazing to finally meet you! “ you and Bill both hung back as Frank enveloped Tess into a hug then held his hand out for Joel to shake. You both must have looked a picture as Frank turned around mouthing ‘ smile! ‘ at the two of you. You threw him your best ‘ go fuck yourself ‘ smile and he sighed “ Tess, Joel. This is Bill. This is y/n. They’re not exactly huggers “ 

Joel held his hand out and Bill reluctantly took it, shaking it for a time far too short to be welcoming. But he was trying you supposed, for Franks sake. He took Tess’ hand next and then she turned to you. Your eyes flickered over to Frank who gave you a small nod and you looked back to Tess, taking her hand. In the way that Bills hand shake had been a second too short, yours was a second too long. 

You attempted to ignore the blush on your cheeks and took Joel’s hand too. 

“ you hungry? Bill is a wonderful cook. He’s prepared dinner for us all, do you like chicken? “

“ oh I’m starved “ Tess said with a smile, following after Frank as he gestured for them to follow him up to the house. You and Bill hung back again, arms folded over your chest as you watched Frank talking animatedly to Tess and Joel as he walked up the street. 

“ you weren’t subtle “ Bill said in that almost light tone that only you- and maybe now Frank - could pull out of him “ blush a little harder next time I don’t think she noticed “ 

“ oh shut the fuck up I didn’t blush “ 

“ sure “

“ you’re in no position to talk to me about being subtle mr wine-and-dine-the-stranger-in-the-pit “ he grumbled something you didn’t quite catch and huffed 

“ go change the gate code to what we discussed. I’m gonna finish the food “ you watched him head up the road, craning your neck to see Frank had Joel and Tess sat down in the garden already. 

“ I didn’t blush. Fuckin asshole “ you muttered to yourself as you went about resetting the code on the gate. Of course that was complete bullshit. You knew you’d blushed like hell but you had hoped it hadn’t been noticeable. And if Bill had seen it. Tess clearly had. You wanted to slam your head against the gate and erase the whole thing from your memory. Is that why she’d smiled at you? Was she making fun of you? 

Once the gate was reset you took a slow walk back up, trying to shake your embarrassment on the way. And create a plan to just completely avoid any and all eye contact and conversation with Tess until she left, seeing as you had social skills of a newborn baby apparently. 

A solid plan. 

As you pushed through the front gate Bill was placing down plates on the table, frown still etched on his face, placing them down a little too roughly so that a few peas nearly went rolling off the plate. 

“ there she is! Just in time “ Frank said with his usual beaming smile, patting the empty chair next to him that would place you between him and Joel. And opposite Tess. Of course. 

You took your knife from your pocket as you sat down and made a point of flicking the blade up, placing it beside you. Much alike the way Bill had his gun placed next to his fork. 

“ I’m sorry about these two “ Frank sighed as everyone tucked in, Bills eyes trained inquisitively on Joel as he cut his carrots without even looking at them “ could you not?”

“ it’s okay. I’m the same “ Joel said in what you could almost make out as some attempt at a joke. 

“ oh? You’re a paranoid schizophrenic too? “

“ I’m not schizophrenic “ Bill mumbled, eyes still glaring at Joel as he chewed on a chunk of his chicken. Tess turned her attention over to you, eyes narrowing a little in curiosity to find you already watching her. 

“ and you? “ she asked, tilting her head to the side inquisitively. The eye contact almost felt like a challenge, and you held it as you sipped at your water. 

“ I’m not paranoid. Or schizophrenic. I’m practical. You’re complete fucking strangers in a world where everyone is trying to fuck everyone else over. You can’t blame me, or him, for being a little on edge “ the look that grew on her face surprised you a little, a look that was almost… impressed by what you’d said. 

“ that’s smart. That’s really smart “ your plan to withhold eye contact and conversation had failed ridiculously fast “ but look. I just want to say, guns and knife aside. Which I get by the way “ she said with a pointed look in your direction “ even if we don’t end up working together on anything, I’m happy we had this. A nice meal with civilised people? I needed this” she sounded genuinely sincere as she spoke. It made you wonder what the QZ was like again. How life differed there. 

Of course it was different but… how different. How tough. How lucky were you really to be out there with just Bill and Frank. No officers telling you what to do, controlling where you went, rationing your food. 

You all ate in silence for a few moments, your eyes flickering between Joel and Tess as she sighed around a mouthful of food. 

“ what’s food like in the QZ? “ you asked, your curious brain getting ahead of your mouth. 

“ not like this “

“ shit “ they both said at the same time and it made a smile pull at your lips. 

“ I can’t remember the last time I had a vegetable that actually crunched “ she said with another blissful sigh, her eyes closing for a second. You looked away before you did something stupid like blush again “ and ate something with actual flavour “

“ we have mostly dried or dehydrated foods. Makes it last longer. Especially if it’s travellin cross country between QZs “ Joel added “ any of the good stuff gets snatched up by the FEDRA officers first. If you’re lucky you’ll get a 20 year old can of beans or somethin “ 

“ you know much about FEDRA? “ Tess asked, glancing around the table but eyes ultimately landing back on you as she sipped at her wine. 

You and Bill both scoffed at that. 

“ yeah. We know about ‘em “ 

“ couple days after outbreak day they cleared town. Told people they were gonna be safe. Going to a zone. You know what they did? Took them up the hill, and shot them all in the back of the head. Safe my fuckin ass “ you mumbled, taking another bite. 

“ yeah. We saw the grave. Heard about that kinda thing but… not pretty “ Joel said with a shake of his head “ how’d you get away? “

“ he’s been prepping for this thing for years “ Frank said with a laugh and nudged Bills arm “ you’re looking at two real life preppers. I thought they were just made up for tv shows! Turns out they’re not “ 

“ survivalist not a prepper “ Bill grumbled. 

“ like there’s any difference “ 

Conversation fell quiet again as everyone finished their food, Frank got Tess talking again once everyone was almost finished and you watched intently. Eyes locked on her as she spoke, not really even listening to her. Just watching. She looked ethereal in the late afternoon sun, her skin almost golden in the light. You weren’t exactly spoilt for choice these days when it came to getting to look at beautiful women, so you took all the chance you could get. 

She caught you watching her once or twice, eyes flickering to meet yours, but you were far past caring if she saw you now. You’d embarrassed yourself enough to last a life time. So you might as well own it. 

She didn’t seem to mind. In fact her face seemed to soften every time she looked over and found you were still watching her, almost as if she liked it. She didn’t come across as someone that constantly craved attention, constantly wanted people watching her and admiring her. So maybe she liked it because no one else was looking at her like that. 

It made your eyes drift briefly over to Joel. They were together… right? You’d just assumed. But if they were surely he looked at her. Admired her. So why would she seem so flattered by your looks?

“ youll be staying next door, with y/n. It’s the only other house In town that’s fixed up, the spare rooms in our place have been taken over by Bill and his hoarding. She has the whole place to herself, plenty of room for you both “ your eyes darted over to Frank, tuning back into conversation as he readily offered them your place to stay without even asking you. He hadn’t told you about that. And some warning would’ve been nice about your new house guests. 

And being stuck in the same building as Tess for the night was as terrifying as it was appealing. Having her just across the hall? You were barely surviving sitting outside with her. If she was in your house you’d have to talk to her. And not just wistfully stare at her from across the table. 

“ I- what? “ 

“ thank you “ she said with a smile at Frank and then you.

“ why don’t you go show Tess around? “ Frank suggested and kicked you lightly under the table, a knowing look thrown in your direction. You scowled at him and he simply raised an eyebrow. God you hated him sometimes. 

“ yeah. Sure “ you said, still scowling at him and his stupid fucking smile as you stood up from the table “ this way “ you didn’t wait for her, heading out of the garden gate and rounding to your own. You heard her footsteps behind you as you climbed the porch steps, pushing open the door and turning around “ after you “ she gave you another smile and a nod of thanks as she stepped inside. 

“ whole house just for you? “ she asked as you closed the front door behind you. You hadn’t done all that much to it since you’d moved in. Frank had insisted you decorated a bit. He’d taken you around the old furniture store and made you swap a few of the things out, and you’d moved the stuff from your old room at Bills over. So it was a little more… you. 

“ yeah. Figured I needed some space to myself as I got older so. We fixed this up. Moved in like a year after Frank got here. Gives them more privacy too “ she nodded, poking her head into the lounge and glancing around. 

“ can I see upstairs? “ you nodded and followed a few steps behind as she went up. It felt weird to have someone in your space. Even Bill and Frank didnt go in too often. 

She stopped at the top of the stairs and you pointed towards the spare bedroom

“ you can stay in there “ she headed in and looked around, hands on her hips. 

“ wasn’t expecting this “ she walked over to the vanity, trailing her hand across the various trinkets that littered it and sending a small cloud of dust particles into the air, catching in the sun leaking through the curtains like glitter. You’d picked over the stuff in there years ago, taking the stuff you liked and leaving the rest. You hadn’t liked the family that had lived there before. So you actually quite enjoyed stealing their stuff “ you don’t strike me as a 1970s chic type of girl “ 

“ I don’t use this room “ you shrugged “ it’s how they left it. Minus a few things I liked “ she looked over to you with a smile at that, she picked up a bottle of perfume. It had gone yellow in its bottle from age and sunlight

“ not a fan of the perfume? “

“ she was like 50 something and always smelt like moth balls. I doubt it smelt any good then, never mind now “ she scoffed and placed it back down. 

She moved over to the bed, pushing her hands down on the mattress and soothing her hands over the blankets. 

“ almost forgot what a nice bed felt like. One we have in the QZ is thin as fuck “ 

“ most of the stuff here’s pretty nice. Most families in town were well off. The dicks that lived here were too, lucky for you. Smelt like moth balls but had a shit ton of cash “ she laughed a little and shrugged 

“ Lucky me “ 

“ you can take anything you want out of here. I don’t need it. It’s mostly old lady shit but. Go for it “ she placed a hand on her chest and gave you an over dramatic look

“ wow. Just wow. Thank you. I’ve always wanted a girl to give me free reign at ‘ old ladies r us ‘. Some moth ball perfume? Man. You’re really spoiling me sweetheart “ 

Your breath hitched a little at the pet name. She’d been joking but it still made your cheeks prickle, made a funny feeling blossom in your chest. 

If she noticed she didn’t say anything, simply averted her eyes to look around the room again. 

You headed over to the en-suite then, clearing your throat lightly to try and appear as normal as possible. She turned to face you as you opened the door so she could look inside. 

“ uhm. Bathroom. All the pipes and plumbing and shit works so you know. Use the facilities as much as you want to “ her eyes practically sparkled as you spoke and she walked into the room and over to the sink, turning on the hot tap and sighing as the water ran over her fingers. 

“ hot fuckin water “ she said softly, mostly to herself it seemed “ in the QZ you get two types of water. Freezing or slightly less freezing. If it’s the summer and the suns been on the pipes you might get lucky and actually get lukewarm. Rationed too it shuts off after a few minutes “ 

You couldn’t imagine that. You loved being clean and warm, loved long showers that left the bathroom steamy or baths that you stayed in until the water was cold and your fingers pruned. 

You really were starting to realise just how lucky you were in Lincoln. You’d probably be dead if you had gone to a QZ. You didn’t take orders well. And you liked your home comforts. 

“ you can take a shower. If you want. I can get you some new clothes and there’s a bunch of soaps “ you said scratching your head a little nervously wondering if that would come off the wrong way, like you were insinuating she needed to shower. Which you weren’t. Of course. She seemed to spot the internal panic plastered on your face and smiled warmly at you 

“ Now? Cause that’d be fuckin awesome “ you gave a small nod and shoved your hands into the pockets of your jeans. 

“ sure. And don’t worry. It’s not gonna shut off. Hot water might run out if you’re in there too long but give it a few minutes and it’ll heat up again “ she turned to face you with a genuine look of gratefulness in her eyes. 

“ thank you. Really “ she took your hand and gave it a light squeeze. She did exactly what you had done when she arrived. She held it a little longer than she should of, her eyes soft as she held your gaze. You couldn’t figure out the exact colour of her eyes in the late afternoon light coming through the frosted glass of the window. If they were blue or more green. 

You wanted to know. You wanted to see them in the bright morning sunlight. In the moonlight. In the winter sun. The summer sun. 

You wished you’d paid more attention outside. 

“ I’ll leave you to it then “ you said after a moment “ I’ll go get you some clothes, I’ll leave them on the bed for you “ she gave you a small nod and you stepped away, closing the door behind you. 

Maybe you understood Bill more now on the day Frank had turned up. How incredibly strong a sense of longing could actually be for someone you didn’t really even know. How overwhelming it could suddenly feel. 

You took a breath and closed your eyes for a moment. Before heading out of the room. 

As you went into the storage closet at the top of the stairs to look for some decent clothes for her, you realised you hadn’t left her a towel. You hurried through into your own bathroom and grabbed one from the cupboard. It was probably nicer than one that had been boxed up for months on end. So you took it back through. 

You knocked on the bathroom door, not hearing the water running yet and hoping you’d caught her before she got in. 

“ Tess? I. I have a towel. Forgot to give you one “ the door opened a moment later and all words escaped you, mouth hanging open slightly and closing again like some kind of fish. She was stood there in her underwear, that same gentle smile on her face as if it were truly the most normal thing possible. That it was an everyday occurrence for you to see her stood there like that. You knew your cheeks were flaming and you cleared your throat slightly, avoiding looking at her at all and staring at the floor instead “ t- towel “ 

She took it from your hands and you chanced a glance up at her face to see her smile, eyes narrowed slightly in question. Could she see how flustered you were? Could she tell? 

“ thanks. You okay? “ you turned on your heel and left the room before you could embarrass yourself further, not even giving her an answer. 

“ fuckin idiot “ you muttered to yourself as you went back to the boxes of clothes and sighed. Had your lack of human interaction affected you that much? That one interaction with another had turned you into a silly stumbling mess of a girl. This wasn’t you. You were strong. Brave. 

It made you think of Bill again. How he had all but melted on the spot after half a day with Frank in the house. 

You were almost a mirrors image. 

One meal. Letting him shower. Letting him stay. 

You leant your elbows on one of the boxes, cradling your face in the your hands with a sigh. You had made fun of him then and still did. Yet now? Maybe you got it. Maybe you were more like him than you’d ever allowed yourself to accept or see. You had pushed down that deep, aching, yearning in your chest for so long just like he had. 

Yearning and longing for… someone else. Someone that looked you the way people did in those stupid romance movies. But also saw you for what you were. Brave. Strong. Capable. Accepted it and nurtured it, protected but wanted to be protected right back. You had wanted it all along. But had suppressed it. Forced it down in favour of focussing on things you deemed more practical. 

Exactly like Bill. And it had taken a whole fucking apocalypse to see it. With him. And you. Some stranger leaving a QZ. In your case though, that stranger was going back again. But she’d be back. You hoped. 

You gave another sigh before looking though the boxes of clothes, looking for something that looked relatively decent for her. You plucked out a few options and too them back through into her room. 

You could hear the shower running, a small stream of steam seeping under the door. She must’ve had the water as hot as she could stand. You placed the clothes down on the bed and tried not to think about the image of her behind the door. You wanted to know what she looked like, feel how soft her skin felt under the hot water, look and touch and map out every detail. See the way the water droplets caught on her eyelashes,  trace patterns in freckles. 

You left the room, suddenly feeling too hot. As if it were you under the stream of scalding water and not her. 

You busied yourself with finding out some clothes for Joel too. You wondered what he was talking about with Bill and Frank outside. 

Were they talking about Tess? Discussing relationships and telling stupid stories of how Bill met Frank and how Joel met Tess? 

It made your chest hurt. And made you realise that maybe you weren’t in the same situation as Bill after all. Frank had been alone. Tess wasn’t. Tess had a… Joel. Whatever he was to her. And there you were getting flustered over her in the shower. Idiot. 

You loitered by the storage closet for a while. A pile of clothes for Joel in your hands but not entirely sure what to do. You didn’t know if she was done yet. She hadn’t come out. If you listened carefully you couldn’t hear the water anymore. And you couldn’t stay on the landing all night. 

So you headed over to the door again, knocking lightly. There was some shuffling for a moment and then the door opened and you clammed up again. It’s not like she’d looked… dirty before. But now she just looked. Clean. Her hair was wet and tied up on her head, her skin that shiny glowy pink that came from a hot shower. The clothes fit her well. And a waft of the coconut body wash she’d clearly used drifted into your nose. You used the same stuff yet it didn’t feel as dizzying on you as it did on her.

“ sorry. I was just- you okay? “ 

“ I’m good. Thanks for the clothes “ she said and walked back into the room, sitting down on the bed with a content sigh “ I haven’t felt this clean in so long “ you stepped into the room, closing the door softly behind you “ you don’t realise how good you’ve got it here “

“ I’m starting to realise “ you said softly, dropping the clothes for Joel onto the vanity and moving to sit beside her. She seemed almost wistful. Looking around the room and hand tracing the embroidery on the blanket absentmindedly. 

“ how’d you end up here? With Bill and Frank? Frank was never really clear about it on the radio “ 

“ Bill is my uncle. My mom died when I was little and my dad was about as useful as a screen door on a submarine. Thought a bottle of vodka was more important than a tin of baby milk. Bills the only other family I had, before my mom died she asked Bill to take care of me. He didn’t exactly want a kid but. I don’t know, he loved my mom. So. Here I am “ 

You didn’t like talking about your past much. You’d avoided it as much as possible before the outbreak, you hated the looks of pity you always got. You didn’t want pity. You couldn’t do anything with pity. 

But Tess didn’t give you that look. Instead she smiled. 

“ should’ve known you were related to Bill. You both frown the same “ you scoffed at that, but you knew it was true “ he’s been preparing you for this shit you whole life then? “ 

“ not this exactly. But something. Don’t poke fun at it. If it wasn’t for his smart thinking you wouldn’t have just had a hot shower “ it came out a little more snappy than you meant to and she raised her hands in mock surrender 

“ I didn’t mean anything by- “

“ sorry. Sorry “ you sighed. You ran a hand over your face before standing up and deciding to just get out before you embarrassed yourself further “ I’ll leave you to it. I found some clothes out for Joel I’ll take them next door and- “

“ no no “ she reached out and grabbed your hand “ stay? I wanna talk to you more. It’s nice to talk to someone other than Joel “ you hesitated for a moment before sitting back down. 

“ you don’t like talking to Joel? “ she shrugged and flopped backwards onto the mattress, throwing an arm over her eyes

“ his brother was the more talkative one. But he’s gone. He wants to save the world. Joined the fireflies “ 

“ like the bug? Is this some kind of metaphor or- “ Tess laughed at your clear confusion. An actual laugh. Not like the small little chuckles you’d heard once or twice in the day. You liked it. Liked the way it made her eyes crinkle and her nose scrunch. 

“ are you being serious? I can’t tell “ you rolled your eyes with a huff, not exactly fond of her making fun of you “ okay. Serious “ she pulled at your arm until you lay down next to her and she smiled at you “ there’s a group. Trying to make things how they used to be. No FEDRA laws. They’re fancy terrorists basically “ 

“ and Joel’s brother joined them? “ Tess propped her self up on her elbow and turned to look at you. 

“ Joel said he’s… ‘ a joiner ‘. He wants to change to world “ a lot of people wanted to change the world. And a lot of people failed at it “ it’s a shame. He was nice. Joel… he has his moments but. He’s not much of a talker “ 

“ And you are? “ 

“ maybe “ you were hyper aware suddenly at how close you were, lying there beside her and looking up at her. 

Her eyes were green. 

The setting sun outside was shining across her face and you could finally see them better. Green. 

“ I don’t know if I’m much of a talker “ it came out far quieter than you’d meant it to, but she didn’t seem surprised by it. 

“ i gathered that from the way you were just staring over dinner and not actually joining in the conversation “ your cheeks were aflame, your eyes blowing wide in a mild sense of horror. Of course you’d known she’d seen you watching her. But to have it confirmed out loud  wasnt exactly what you were expecting. You went to sit up and escape the situation as fast as possible but she grabbed your arm again to keep you down “ hey. Don’t… you keep doing that. Runnin off “

It was instinct to run. 

She didn’t let go of you even when it was clear you weren’t going anywhere, her hand sliding up from your wrist to your bicep and squeezing softly. 

“ im sorry- “

“ don’t be. It’s nice “ her voice was quiet now. Soft. It made butterflies erupt in your stomach “ you’re also really not subtle with it. When I arrived. Over dinner. When you gave me my towel. Now” you hadn’t even realised you’d been staring that time. But you had. Examining the green of her eyes again. 

“ I’m. Sure I’m not the only one “ you have Joel for that 

She shrugged again her hand moving from where it been burning into your arm, up to tuck some of your hair back behind your ear. 

“ only one worth looking back at though” her fingers grazed across your jaw, lightly over your lips before coming to rest on your cheek “ stop acting like you have to be tough all the time. Even your uncle seems to have let down his guard if he let in Frank “ You didn’t know what to say to that. How she seemed to have sussed you out incredibly fast, seen through your facade “ so let me in too “ 

You hadn’t expected her to kiss you. So it took you a moment to process it when she did, closing the small gap in between you and capturing your lips in hers. 

But as soon as you accepted what was happening, you pulled away and sat up, your brain screaming at you for how wrong it was. Joel was only downstairs and you were there kissing his girlfriend? 

“ no. We. I- can’t- Joel “ you said it a little broken but she got the point, her brow furrowing and her hand on your shoulder. 

“ Joel? What’s Joel got to do with- oh “ her eyebrows shot up and she let out a little laugh again. The same kind as the one from earlier, the nose scrunching, eye crinkling kind “ you think? Me and Joel? “ you folded your arms across your chest, a scowl forming on your face as you realised she was laughing at you again.  

“ what was I supposed to think? “

“ look. Me and Joel… it’s not like that. At all. I promise you “ she reached out for your hands, turning to face a little more  “ don’t give me that look. You look so much like Bill when you scowl it’s off putting “ you couldn’t help the way your lips twitched as you tried to suppress a smile at that. Frank often said the same thing. That you and Bill both had the same pissed off face. The same everything face. 

“ you could’ve told me that earlier “

“ what? You think casually slipping into conversation that me and Joel aren’t fucking is just easy? “ you huffed, the scowl still etched into your face “ hey! It’s so lovely to meet you. I’m Tess and this is Joel who’s not my boyfriend. Oh chicken you say? Awesome I’m starving! “ she said with sarcasm dripping from her words “ I thought. I thought I was being as obvious as you were. Clearly not “

You thought you’d have noticed. You had been staring at her all day. But you hadn’t. Too consumed with admiring her rather than paying full attention 

“ would’ve stopped me ruining our kiss if you’d just said something“ you grumbled and she sighed, sliding a hand back up to cup your cheek again. 

“ yeah well that’s the thing about kisses, you don’t just have to do it once. You can redo it. Over. And over “ she pulled you in closer as she spoke, her nose brushing against yours “ and this time, please don’t think about Joel. Knowing you’re kissing me and thinking about him is a real fuckin turnoff“ 

“ shut up oh my god “ she did just that, pulling you back in again. It was better than the first, of course, it lasted longer than a few seconds for a start. And you didn’t have a voice in your head telling you how wrong it was. 

You revelled in it. Letting her pull you closer until you were practically sat in her lap, fists twisting into the material on her shirt too scared to actually… touch her. She wasn’t afraid though . Her fingers were laced into the hair at the nape of your neck, the other hand holding your face to guide you at the pace she wanted. 

It was a little clumsy. You weren’t exactly open to opportunities for practice when it came to kissing, well… anyone. But she didn’t seem to mind. Your heart was pounding so loudly in your ears you were afraid you’d go deaf, your skin prickling with goosebumps. So starved of touch for so long that you didn’t even know how to fully react. 

But the way she inched her fingers just under the collar of your shirt, told you she was probably as touch starved as you were. 

When her tongue brushed against your bottom lip you wasted no time in letting her in. The whimper that escaped your throat was slightly involuntary, and at any other time you thought you might have been embarrassed by it. But you were far too preoccupied with her to care. The fingers splayed across your cheek burning into your skin, guiding you and keeping you grounded. You were running out of air but you couldn’t find a single part of you that even cared. 

You didn’t want it to stop. But the world, as it so often did, had other ideas. 

“ y/n? Tess? “ you startled as Franks voice sounded from downstairs, his footsteps growing nearer as he climbed the stairs. You practically dived away from her, hurriedly trying to soothe your hair and look somewhat normal. She didn’t look even remotely concerned, falling back against the mattress again with a smug smile stretching across her face “ hello? “

“ in- in here! “ you called, clearing your throat mid sentenced as it cracked with your nerves. 

Franks head popped around the door, his usual goofy grin in place. 

“ you two doing okay? You’ve been up here a while “ his eyes flashed between Tess and you and his smile took on new light, quirking an eyebrow at you “ honey? You’re all red. Doing okay? “ the little shit

“ I’m fine “ you said with a glare that only made him smile more. 

“ well the alpha male energy out there is becoming unbearable. Come save me? “

“ is Joel in one of his moods again? “ Tess finally spoke, getting up and smoothing her hands over her shirt “ I’ll come save you. Let’s go “ she gestured for Frank to lead the way and headed for the door, grabbing your hand as she passed and pulled you along “ you too sweetheart. Looks like you’ve got a new member to the grumpy club “ 

“ I’m not grumpy “ you muttered under your breath. She simply scoffed and headed back outside, hand still laced with yours. 

[doll-elvis]

did you like linda thompson for elvis? any insight to their relationship?

I recently got two asks about Linda so I thought I would just combine them here: warning this is long because as always I have too much to say 🤭

and thank you so much guys for the asks <3!! I really appreciate the opportunity to delve into these topics and have an open discussion, please share any thoughts or opinions y’all have, I would truly love to hear from you guys too

as for the first ask: this will probably be controversial but honestly I have mixed feelings about Linda Thompson, and it’s not so much over her relationship with Elvis that I feel conflicted about, it’s just some of the comments/posts she has made that have rubbed me the wrong way a little bit🤧

To start though I want to say I by no means hate Linda, Elvis loved her and there’s no questions I have for why he did- I think she is a really caring and nurturing person at heart. So if Elvis loved her, then I wish the best for her, and I try to live by this philosophy for everyone he loved… even if they do things I don’t like or don’t agree with

Also her book is one of my favorites out of all the girlfriends and it is genuinely beautiful (although I do wish the whole book was just about Elvis because I could not care less about Caitlyn Jenner lmaoo). You can feel the love and respect she has for him, and I will always admire how candidly she talks about Elvis whilst also being understanding of him and his complexities. Obviously Elvis was not a perfect human, but Linda writes in a way that really conveys her compassion/love towards of him even during the times when he was being quite frankly, an asshole 💀

I truly respect her for taking care of him the best she could, and still defending him to this day. I was honestly always relieved whenever the camera was on her in that Amazon prime documentary “Elvis’ Women” because she often set the record straight and didn’t allow for any sensationalized stories to be told about him

And one of my absolute favorite quotes about Elvis comes from her book and it’s when she said, “There is black and there is white, and then there is Elvis Presley”

As for some of the comments she has made (mainly on her Instagram), I cannot help but get the vibe that she is a touch narcissistic or as some of the Memphis mafia have said, “has a beauty queen personality”😖

Obviously I’m no psychologist but if y’all follow her on Instagram you might know what I mean. A couple months ago she shared a Instagram story that had a quote from David Stanley saying something along the lines of “Linda was the most beautiful girl Elvis was with and the best for him”

Now there’s absolutely nothing wrong with holding that opinion, she is incredibly beautiful and she cared deeply for Elvis, but I feel like sharing that quote had no purpose but to boost her ego. And David Stanley can choke for all I care, especially because some of the headlines he has been making lately

Linda also has a tendency to diminish the relationships Elvis had with other women, particularly with Sheila Ryan and Ann Pennington

(quote from Shirley Dieu about Linda finding out about Sheila Ryan ⬆️)

Linda was very young and in love at the time and rightfully angry about being cheated on. But at the same time I don’t think that justifies calling another woman a hooker, and that definitely doesn’t make it okay to tell everybody in the group that she was getting paid to be with Elvis, especially when it’s known that Sheila was the one girlfriend who demanded nothing out of him ⬇️ (y’all know I love Sheila I’m serious about defending her lmaoo)

She also recently made a post on Instagram where she shared some photos of her and Elvis and said this in the caption ⬇️

Am I too sensitive or does this rub y’all the wrong way too?? I wouldn’t call Sheila Ryan or Ann Pennington just “friends”. This may have not been Linda’s intentions but I find it disrespectful to reduce their relationship with Elvis to that, especially when Elvis cared so much about them

Even in the Amazon prime documentary “Elvis’ Women” she referred to Sheila and Ann as “dalliances” and also said the only women with any “holding power” in Elvis’ life was herself, Anita and Priscilla. But to name a few, Elvis almost married Dixie Locke before he got famous, he bought Graceland and intended to live there with June Juanico, he seriously considered marrying Ann Margret, he wanted Joyce Bova to live at Graceland (same with Sheila Ryan) and he literally proposed to Ginger Alden

Again, I might just be sensitive but that “holding power” comment totally rubbed me the wrong way. I have the feeling this is how she fuels her self-importance … by minimizing Elvis’ relationships with other women 🤧

as for the second ask: I think what caused the decline of her relationship with Elvis was that as she matured and grew up within the 4 1/2 years they dated, her priorities changed, and they no longer fitted to what Elvis wanted

Linda was pushing for marriage and by doing so Elvis was feeling pressured, and just from what I have read about him, that man didn’t want to be pressured by anybody

I honestly don’t believe Elvis ever intended to get married after his divorce with Priscilla, and despite proposing to Ginger, like many others, I don’t believe he would have taken the step to the actual altar. So by being very open about his affairs and wanting to be photographed with Diana Goodman and introducing women like Sheila Ryan at concerts as his girlfriend, perhaps that was his way of letting Linda know he didn’t “belong” to her and wasn’t planning on getting married🤧

(excerpt from “Elvis: What happened?” ⬇️)

This excerpt is from Albert Goldman’s “Elvis” so definitely take it with a grain of salt but I think it’s very interesting as it describes the course of his relationship with Linda ⬇️

In Linda Thompson’s book “A Little Thing called Life” she talks very openly about how their relationship essentially became “sexless”, and how she graduated to the role of caretaker as opposed to romantic partner. And according to Diana Goodman, Linda even acted as a third wheel when Elvis went on dates with Diana, and so I think by that point in the relationship Linda didn’t feel as threatened by other women because she knew her role in Elvis’ life: caretaker

This is just my opinion but I think Elvis stayed with Linda Thompson so long purely out of convenience. She was a woman who knew what he liked (movies, food, music etc. etc), she knew how to take care of him, and she had integrated herself into the group very successfully and got along with the people in his life, especially Lisa Marie. I have seen Elvis being quoted saying “I don’t want to teach another one” a few times, meaning he didn’t want to have to teach another woman how he lived, and how he liked things, he was simply comfortable with Linda because she knew him

But I think Elvis likely felt a little suffocated by her constant presence, which seemed to be the case with most women who he was with for long periods of time, and I believe that’s when he began pursuing women like Sheila Ryan, Ann Pennington and Diana Goodman. I also believe this is why he bought Linda an apartment out in California and a house in Memphis despite her living at Graceland: he was slowly trying to inch her out of the picture so he could do whatever he wanted with whatever woman he wanted. I forget what Memphis Mafia member said it but I remember a quote that said something like While Linda was out shopping in California, Elvis got with other women, that’s why he encouraged her spending

(excerpt from Linda’s book where she confronted Elvis after he began having affairs after the first year they were together ⬇️)

“once in a while I just need a little different stimulation, different company”

As for Elvis saying he could never picture himself marrying Linda, Ginger Alden’s book gives great insight ⬇️

Elvis could be very old fashioned about things so this definitely seems like a plausible explanation as to why he could never picture himself marrying Linda, she was likely too headstrong about it and it turned him off from the idea. As for flirting with the idea about having children with Linda, Elvis was very “obsessed” with the idea of having a son, and when he began dating Ginger Alden he also told her about him wanting her to have his son, and name him John Baron. So I don’t think his ideas of having more children was because of Linda or Ginger specifically, I believe he just wanted a son, and would likely tell whatever woman that he was intending to be with for a long time, his idea

if y’all have made it this far, thank you for reading <3!! I’m always open to discussion and just remember most of this is just my personal opinions so don’t take anything as the cold truth until you have done research and decided for yourself. I’m curious to read what y’all think about everything 👀

[vintagepresley]

Just A Crush.... Part Three.

Pairing: Elvis Presley x Reader

Word Count: 9,430 words

Warnings: 18+ SMUTSMUTSMUT Tons of fluff and cuteness, fingering, hand job, slight dry humping, oral (m and f receiving), very innocent since both are virgins, unprotected sex, tiny bit of cockwarming, etc. Typical Elvis stuff.

Author's Notes: First I wanna say thank to the anon who requested the first part because it's really blossomed into something so cute and hot. I got carried away with this part clearly, lmaoo. It's just so cute. Baby Elvis definitely would be so soft and just adorable. Also, was listening to 'I'll Never Let You Go by Elvis' some of the lyrics just seemed perfect for this fic. I hope you guys enjoy! Possible spelling errors.

I’ll never let you go, ‘cause I love you, little baby….

Things were beginning to get quite serious between you and Elvis, the two of you had gone on a ton of dates together, spending almost everyday with each other until he started becoming more popular and booking shows on the Louisiana Hayride. The dates weren't as often now because it became hard for him to go some place without being recognized around town. But that didn't stop him from spending every chance he got with you, if you couldn't go out the two of you would spend hours together either in his bedroom or yours. You'd talk, listen to records which then would slowly turn into make out sessions, and the heavy petting the two of you had grown fond of now. Whenever his parents or your mom left you two alone in your houses, that's when you'd both would take the opportunity to explore each other's bodies, stripping off articles of clothing here or there, touching and caressing one another. Soon Elvis began to strip you down to just your underwear, which made you shy being that exposed to him, but he'd always make you feel so comfortable. He loved to just kiss over every inch of your body, mumbling sweet compliments to you about his favorite parts of your body.

You started to do the same to him and the two of you would lay there in your underwear, cuddling, kissing, and exploring, it was all so innocent. But it never went further than that. But it furthered your desires and feelings for one another. So much so that you began to worry with his new found fame when you had went to see him perform, all the girls were throwing themselves at him, and you had been afraid that he'd slip away from you. But you'd always shake those insecurities off because he didn't make you feel that way, you were his priority, his bestest girl. Those other girls didn't know him, not really. The shy boy who could hardly form a sentence sometimes, who blushed at the slightest compliment you gave him, who was so sweet and quiet. When he went to do a few more shows for the Hayride he had gotten word that one of the guys that lived in the apartment complex were coming onto you just because he was away, he didn't like that one bit. You were his girl, even though the two of you hadn't been official, your friends always giggled about how Elvis was your boyfriend even though he wasn't.. Which made you sad. You had been waiting for him to ask you, hoping that he would soon. You wanted things to be official to be able to call him your boyfriend because he's felt that way to you for sometime now.

The two of you had made plans to spend some time together as soon as he got back to Memphis, he had planned to ask you to be his girlfriend before the next tour for the Hayride which was going to be longer than the first two because he was becoming the favorite act, wanting to ensure that no matter what you were his and he was yours. Leading up to his return he would call you every night, which annoyed your mother how much time you spent talking to him as if you two didn't already spend every waking moment together, you were addicted to each other. She had warmed up to him though and realized he wasn't as strange as he had come off, she loved how sweet and well mannered he was, how happy he made you, she even became friends with Gladys, the two of them secretly planning a marriage for the two of you and joking about what your kids would look like. Gladys really adored you and all she wanted was for Elvis to get married and have kids and she thought you'd be the perfect one to do that with.

You had been in your room reading the latest news article in the paper about him, beaming proudly at his success and suddenly you could hear the phone ringing faintly from the living room and your mom answered, it was Elvis of course, he chatted your mother up a bit asking how she was doing before he had asked to speak with you, she put the phone down and headed to your bedroom, knocking on the door. "Y/N, Elvis is on the phone for you." she said softly You smiled excitedly and hopped out of bed, swinging the door open and nearly knocking your mother over just to get to the phone. She stood there as you went to pick the phone up and you shot her a look to give you some privacy. "Don't be on the phone all night, Y/N." she said sternly before walking off to her room. You rolled your eyes playfully, sitting on the couch as you placed the phone against your ear. "Elvis?" you said happily. "Baby! How are ya? I miss you." he said softly, you could hear him practically smiling over the phone. "I'm good, how are you? I miss so much. Are coming home tomorrow still?" you asked. "I'm good, honey.. Tired, but excited to see you. I'll be home hopefully by noon." he said. You chewed on your bottom lip, twirling your fingers through the cord of the phone. "I can't wait to see you. Your mom and I have been saving all the clippings of you in the papers." you said with a giggle. He chuckled tiredly. "Ah, hell.. She's got ya doin' that too?" he teased.

"We're all just so proud of you. I read you nearly got your clothes torn off the other night..." you said softly, your insecurities slowly creeping back up. "Yeah, these chicks are wild, I'll tell ya.. I can't go anywhere." he laughed quietly. "I'm sure.." you said rolling your eyes, he could sense the sudden change in your voice. "But ya know I-I don't care about that.. You're the only girl that I wish was here, itty bitty." he mumbled into the phone. You smiled at his cute little nickname for you. "I hope so.." you whispered. He smiled and now he started speaking to you in a baby voice. "My sweet itty bitty baby.." he spoke softly. You blushed at his words, you heard him baby talk with his mother and he slowly began to do the same with you sometimes. "Stop it.." you giggled, your face flustered. You laid on the couch as the two of you stayed on the phone for hours, giggling over the silliest things and whispering sweet nothings to each other and baby talking back and forth. Of course you ignored your mother and stayed on the phone with him until you fell asleep, he stayed on the phone to listen to you sleep until he had eventually drifted off himself.

The next morning had come quick and you woke up in the living room tangled within the cord of the phone, when you glanced at the clock on the wall and saw what time it was you quickly untangled yourself and climbed off the couch and running to the bathroom to shower and get yourself ready for Elvis' arrival. He was on his way back with Scotty and Bill in the little car they crammed into together with their instruments. He couldn't wait to be back home, you were the only thing he could talk about on the way back, his leg shaking nervously and fingers drumming against the seat. He was going to make things official between the two of you and shouldn't of been nervous, but he had never really asked a girl to be his girlfriend before not really. So, when he got nervous all he did was talk which almost drove Scotty and Bill into a frenzy, but luckily they weren't too far away, they made a pit stop so Elvis could call you and let you know how far away he was, when he told you 20 minutes you freaked.

You were hurried to finish your makeup and hair and once you done, you picked out a pink dress with a tiny white floral pattern with a white belt to match that hugged your torso tight and showed off your curves a bit and then paired it with a pair of white heels that strapped closed around your ankles. His arrival made you so nervous, but it could've just been the butterflies in your stomach that you always felt around him. You came rushing out of your room once you were ready and you were so excited that you hurried out the house and downstairs to wait for him outside, wanting to be the first thing he sees when he pulled up. Some of the guys who still kind of made fun of him were making jokes about Elvis. "You waitin' on that squirrel?" one of them cracked. You rolled your eyes always hating when they called him that or a number of other things they'd say to bully him. But he never seemed to let it get to him and he wanted you to always do the same, but you couldn't help yourself sometimes. If he wasn't going to defend himself, someone had too. "Shut up! You're just jealous!" you snapped, glaring at them.

But before it could go on any further Elvis, Scotty, and Bill were pulling up and you smiled widely, running over to the car, Elvis chuckled to himself when he saw you excitedly running toward him and he quickly hopped out of the car meeting you halfway and when the two of you embraced, he wrapped his arms around your waist lifting you up off the ground and twirling you around as your arms were wrapped tightly around his shoulders, wasting no time to kiss his lips that you missed so much, he held you up in his arms as you two kissed and then he set you back down on the ground, smiling at you. "Well, that's one way to welcome me home.." he laughed, taking a hold of your hand and twirling you around as he got a good look at you, practically showing you off to Scotty and Bill. "She got all dolled up just for me!" he said with a soft laugh. You looked down at your dress, soothing it out and shrugging with a smirk. "Oh, this old thing? Please..." you teased, noticing the all black outfit he was sporting with his shirt unbuttoned, looking handsome as usual. He chuckled, leaning over to kiss your cheek and then he turned back to the car, grabbing his things and you went over to help, taking his guitar for him. He waved goodbye to Scotty and Bill as they drove off.

You held his guitar in one hand and slipped your other hand around his torso as the two you walked to the front door of the building, glaring at the guys who were just making fun of him seconds before he showed up. He glanced over to see who you were looking at. "Been makin' trouble since I've been gone, I see." He laughed. "They're just so annoying and always calling you names." you huffed, the two of you making your way inside and upstairs to his apartment. "I told ya leave 'em be, baby." he said softly. You rolled your eyes, nodding at his words as the two of approached the door and Gladys was already opening the door with a smile on her face from the sight of her baby boy, you let go of him as they embraced in a tight hug and he kissed her cheek. She then embraced you in a hug as he hugged his father, you smiled, walking inside with him and setting down his guitar as you said hello to Vernon. Gladys already had the table set with his favorite foods and he was like a giddy little kid as he set his bags down and sat at the table, you smiled happily as you watched him. He grabbed a hold of your hand and pulled you into his lap, you let out a small squeal, he wrapped his arm around your abdomen as he ate with his other hand. He was never shy to be affectionate with you around anyone. You wrapped an arm around his shoulders, lightly combing your fingers through his hair as he ate.

His mother beamed happily at the sight of the two of you, she knew that she never had to worry about someone taking care of him when she wouldn't be able to anymore, because you showed how much you cared for him, giving him what he needed and always defending him if someone said something mean to him just as she did, even if he didn't want either of you to do so. She had hoped that you would be the girl he'd marry, especially after telling her he had planned on asking you to be his girlfriend. Elvis and his parents talked for a while and he told them all about the crazy things that had happened on the road and how crazier the crowds are getting that now they have him perform last just to keep the crowds calm during the other acts. Once he had finished eating, he was getting up now which prompted you to hop off his lap, he grabbed a hold of his hand, telling his parents that the two of you were going to hangout for a bit in his room. He led you back to his room and once he had you inside, he closed the door, slipped his arms around your waist and pulled you to him, pressing his body against yours and kissing you deep, your hands resting against his chest, clutching at his shirt as you kissed him, letting out a soft happy sigh before the two of you pulled back, smiling at one another.

"I missed you so much, itty bitty." he hummed. "I missed you too, honey." you said softly. He pulled away, taking your hand and sitting you down on his bed and you watched as he went to put a record on, the music playing softly in the background as he came over to sit next to you, taking a hold of your hands again, he was trembling now. You placed a hand over his trying to calm him. "What's the matter? Why are you so nervous?" you said raising an eyebrow. "Um... I-I-I..." he cleared his throat, for some reason asking you to be his girlfriend made him so nervous when he knew you wouldn't say no. You smiled because no matter how much time you spent together, no matter how many times you've seen each other nearly naked. He still stutter and fumbled over his words around you. It was the cutest thing. "Elvis, baby, no reason to be nervous.. it's okay." you giggled quietly. "I.. I-It's hard to express, but you make me happy and the way I feel is beyond a crush at this point. I want you to be mine, all mine. I want everyone to know you're my girl." he said softly, squeezing your hands in his. You smiled widely at his words, feeling like you were on cloud nine. You watched as he removed one of his rings from his fingers and he carefully slipped it onto your own, bringing your hand up to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss against it. This felt like a propose it made you so nervous. You couldn't stop blushing, feeling those butterflies coming back in full force.

"W-Would you be my girlfriend?" he asked shyly. You felt your heart racing at those very words and you threw your arms around him to hug him tight, pressing kisses to the side of his face. "Yes, yes, yes, of course I will!" you whispered against his ear, raising your hand up and staring at the ring he gave you, smiling. He grinned happily, squeezing you in his gentle embrace. You pulled back from him, cupping his face in your hands, your lips crashing against his, devouring his lips with yours the two of you slowly laying down on his bed without breaking your kiss, he pressed you up against him, squeezing your waist before moving his hand carefully along your body. "I missed you so so much.. Every part of you.." he whispered on your lips. He moved his hand against your back, playing with the zipper of your dress and slowly unzipping it, you shivered at the feeling of his hand against your back. "Take your dress off... Let me see you, baby." he hummed. You nuzzled your nose against his as your lips hover over one another, blushing. "Elvis.. Your parents are home." you whispered. "It's okay, they won't bother us." he mumbled.

You nodded at his words, pulling away from him and standing back up, facing him. He propped himself up on his elbows as he watched you with a smile on his face, he couldn't take his eyes off you. You kicked off your heels and unhooking the belt that went with your dress and letting it fall to the floor and then you slowly began to tug your dress down, revealing your bra and panties to him as you shimmered the dress off the rest of the way until it hit the floor, stepping out of it. You stood there fidgeting with your hands, his eyes widen at the sight of you and your white undergarments, he sat up now, grabbing ahold of your waist and pulling you to him, his head resting against your abdomen as he hugged you, you smiled down at him, reaching your hands up to comb through his messy hair. You felt his soft lips against your stomach, he carefully kissed over your soft skin, you licked over your lips as you watched him. His hands running along the curves of your body, up and down slowly, softly, as if you were a porcelain doll he didn't want to break. The feeling of his hands on your nearly naked body caused you to let out a soft gasp, it had felt like ages since he touched you.

He slide his hands up your back which made your body tingle with desire and he slowly unhooked your bra, grabbing a hold of the straps and pulling them down until it fell to the floor with the rest of your clothes, you raised your arms to cover your breasts, still feeling shy around him, but he grabbed your arms, shaking his head. "Don't. You're beautiful.." he hummed. You took a deep breath and dropped your arms and his eyes fixated on your breasts, pressing his lips over both of them, you inhaled sharply as your nipples harden and now his hands grasped your breasts, pinching your nipples between his fingers, a soft moan leaving your lips and you quickly pursed them together to stop any other noises from escaping. He grinned at the sound of the noises you made, burying his face between your breasts, your fingers twirling around a strand of his hair, leaning down to kiss the top of his head. He titled his head up, staring at you with a smile on his lips.

He stood up from his bed and began stepping out of his shoes, unbuttoning his shirt, stripping it off along with his pants, you blushed at the sight of him in his underwear as if you haven't seen him like this many times before. He climbed into his bed and laid down, patting the spot beside him and you climbed right in with him, the two of you laying your sides and facing each other. He ran the tips of his fingers along your side, letting them linger near your hips and you placed a hand against his chest, your fingers caressing his soft skin and brushing up against one of his nipples, then slowly running your hand down his stomach, your fingers lingering near the band of his underwear. He leaned over to kiss you, his lips slowly moving against yours, your body trembling, your breath hitched from his light touch and light kisses. "Show me how much you missed me.." you whispered on his lips, grabbing a hold of his hand and guiding inside your panties, you let out a soft gasp when you felt his fingers near your pussy. He swallowed harshly when he felt the heat between your legs and how wet you already were for him. It turned him on that you could see him growing visibly hard.

He reached over to grab your hand that rested against his hip and he guided it down his underwear, wrapping your delicate little fingers around his cock. "I'll show you, if you show me.." he whispered back with a smirk. You blushed feeling his hard cock within your hand, nodding at his words as you kissed once more and you slowly began to stroke his cock in your hand, pressing your index finger against the head and using the precum that leaked from it as your own personal lube for him, he groaned softly into your mouth and at the same time he pressed two of his fingers between your slippery, wet folds, teasing his fingers up and down your slit, circling his thumb against your clit teasingly. It caused you to whimper softly into his mouth, your bodies moving closer toward other until your chest was pressed against his, the sparse hairs on his chest scratching against your nipples. Your hand stroking his pulsing cock a bit faster, as he replaced his thumb with his two fingers against your clit, pressing them against it firmly and rubbing the sensitive bud in slow circular motions, a soft gasp leaving your lips as your thighs squeezed together around his hand.

The two of you moaning softy against each other's lips, muffling your noises within your mouths as you kissed, both of your hands moving faster as you pleased and satisfied one another. You stroked every inch of his cock in swift and long movements, it felt like the two of you were moving in rhythm together, stroking and rubbing each other faster, deepening your passionate and sensual kiss that your tongues began to swirl together in your mouths. The muffled sounds of both of your moans growing louder as your bodies squirmed against each other, the soft sounds of the record playing in the background keeping them concealed from his parents who were right in the living room. The pleasurable feeling the two of you felt festering and growing, your orgasms in the pit of your stomachs as you continued on showing each other just how much you missed each other until it was too much to hold onto any longer, the both of you reaching your orgasms, your bodies tensing against one another, trembling, your chests heaving in delight. His warm cum spurting out into your hand as you came on his fingers, as the noises that escaped you nearly broke your kiss, the warm of your breath panting against his lips as you both came to a full stop, slowly removing your hands from one another.

You brought your fingers up to your lips, slipping them into your mouth to taste him, he smirked and brought his fingers to his doing the same, removing them at the same time and crashing your lips together to taste each other on your lips, he slipped his arm around your waist and pressed you tight against him, humping your body, he desperately wanted more, needed more. He moved you so that he was on top of you, and he grasped your panties eagerly trying to get them off, but you quickly grabbed his hands, shaking your head. He raised an eyebrow with a bit of a pout on his lips. "I-It's not that I don't want to, Elvis. I do, I-I think I'm ready. But not like this with your parents in the next room. I want us to be alone, I want it to be romantic." you whispered. His pout turning into a soft smile at your words, he nodded slowly, bringing a hand up to cup your face in it, his fingers tangled in your hair. "That sounds perfect to me, baby." he said pecking your lips gently, his mind running wild with ideas now because you were right it had to be romantic and special for the both of you since it was going to be his first time as well.

He beamed happily as he moved to lay beside you once again. "Wanna cuddle, itty bitty?" he asked quietly. You smiled because of how cute it sounded when he asked. "Yes, please. You wanna be the be the big spoon or little spoon this time?" you teased. "Little spoon." he said happily and then he quickly turned onto his side, his back facing you. You giggled from his eagerness and the fact that he loved being the little spoon sometimes. You quickly scooted over to him, slipping your arm around his waist and pulling him into a tight embrace, your chest pressed firmly against his back. He slipped his arm over yours, resting his hand on top of your hand as he cuddled into you, your legs intertwining with his and you pressed kisses against his back all the way to his shoulder, peppering soft kisses against it before nuzzling your nose against his ear and nibbling playfully at it. "You're so cute.." you whispered to him. He smiled at your words, intertwining his fingers with yours as he pulled your arm that was around his waist up toward him and hugging it against his chest. You were happy and content to be this way again after being a part for some time and even more happy at the possibility of the two of you losing your virginities together before his next little tour.

After some time Elvis had fallen asleep in your arms, but his grasp on you stayed firm making it impossible for you to get up if you wanted to. You smiled from the sounds of his cute little snores and nuzzled your face against his back, pressing small kisses against his skin as you watched him sleep, reaching your other hand up to brush some of his hair out of his face. You eventually pulled your arm from his grasp and seeing that he didn't even budge. You laughed softly, he was out like a light. You climbed out of his bed and picked your clothes up off the floor and slipped them back on, fixing your hair a bit and then you went to cover him with a blanket, kissing his forehead before you quietly slipped out of his room and headed into the living room where his parents were and Gladys perked up at the sight of you, smiling. "Everything okay, hon?" she asked. "Mhm, Elvis fell asleep and I figured it'd be best not to disturb him." you said with a smile. "Well, come spend some time with me." she said happily, patting the spot beside her on the couch. You smiled and walked over to her, plopping down right beside her. "Y'know he's just crazy about you." she smiled, patting your arm gently. You smiled happily trying to hide your blushing face. "I'm crazy about him too, Mrs. Presley. I adore your son." You smiled.

She grabbed a hold of your hand and squeezed it gently, she was so happy to hear you say that. "I know you do, sugar. I'm happy he has you." she said happily. You couldn't stop smiling and now you were squeezing her hand as well. You loved his mother and his father even though he didn't say much, but he was also so kind to you. They both were and you just felt such a closeness to this little family. She turned to you now with a rather serious look. "Did he ask you to be his girlfriend yet?" she grinned. You raised an eyebrow, laughing softly because of course Elvis talked to her about it. "He did. He even gave me one of his rings to wear!" you exclaimed, showing it to her proudly. "All ya need now is a wedding ring." she joked. You blushed at the thought of ever being married to Elvis. "Maybe one day." you said softly with a smile. The two of you continued to talk and Elvis the topic for most of it which you didn't mind one bit. Elvis had eventually woken up from his long and deep slumber, wondering where you'd run off to. Once he was out of his sleepy daze he slipped out of bed and put his clothes back on, heading out of the room.

He smiled at the sight of you eating some of the food his mother had made. "Oh good, you're still here. I was worried you left." he said softly. You quickly turned when you heard his voice, smiling. "Have a nice nap, sleepyhead?" you teased. He chuckled and nodded at your words. "Are ya hungry, honey?" Gladys asked him. "I'm not hungry, mama. I think that's what knocked me out." he laughed. He grabbed his guitar and reached a hand out to you. "Come outside with me?" he asked with a smile. You wiped your mouth with a napkin and nodded, excusing yourself as you stood up and thanking Gladys for the dinner, taking Elvis' hand as he led you out of the apartment and outside where the sun was setting. "Where are we going?" you asked curiously. "Nowhere." he smiled, sitting down on the steps, you smoothed out your dress sitting beside him. He started to slowly strum his guitar. You sat there smiling at him because he use to do this all the time just playing to entertain whomever was outside. It still amazed you how shy he was but when it came to music he became someone different.

You rested your head against his shoulder as the two of you sat there quietly, watching the streetlights come on as he continued to strum his guitar. He glanced over at you with a smile, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "I-I... Uh, I wanna sing somethin' for ya, baby." he said with a soft smile. You perked your head up, smiling widely. "For me?" you grinned. He nodded, messing around with a few chords and clearing his throat a bit and now he was turning to face you. Your smile plastered on your face as your eyes lit up in excitement. His soft voice ringing out as he began to sing and strum his guitar, singing a few lyrics from the song, 'I'll Never Let You Go (Little Darlin')'.

The stars would tumble down beside me..

The moon would hang it's head and cry...

My arms would never hold another baby doll...

If we should ever say goodbye, well I'll never let you go...

'Cause I love you, little baby...

He continued to harmonize and strum the strings of his guitar as he hummed softly. "Because I love you, pretty baby..." he sang softly, leaning over to kiss your cheek. Your face was flush and your eyes welling up with tears, you were completely speechless. Was this his way of telling you he loved you? Did he really love you? You had only been seeing each other for a few weeks. "Elvis, I.. I don't know what to say.." you said softly, wiping away your tears. He looked concerned now and he set his guitar beside him. "Why are you cryin'? D-Did I do somethin' wrong? he asked worriedly, a hint of sadness in his voice. "Oh my gosh, no.. Of course not, honey. That was so beautiful." you said softly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, playing with the hair on the nape of his neck. "Do.. Do you really love me?" you asked shyly. "It's crazy, I know... But I think I loved you from the moment I first laid eyes on you the day you moved here, baby. I understand if ya don't feel the same.." he said as he casted his gaze toward the ground. You smiled at his words, feeling yourself on the verge of tears again, but also feeling something else entirely different. You turned his face to look at you, pressing a soft kiss to his lips and then you stood up from where you sat and he looked up at you with those baby blue eyes so confused.

You held your hand out to him. "Come on." you whispered. He hesitantly took your hand as he stood up, grabbing his guitar and you lead the way back inside, but this time going to your house and sneaking past your mother who had fallen asleep on the couch, pulling him into your room and quietly shutting the door, locking it. "Y/N.. What's going on?" he asked still so confused. You smiled going over to your record player and putting on a random album, turning the volume up and then you walked over to him, cupping his face into your hands, yours eyes meeting one another. "I love you, I love you.. You sweet, kind, adorable, shy, little cutie pie. I've never met anyone like you before, Elvis. I.. I can't explain it, but I love you too." you said happily. You watched the biggest smile form on his lips, his hands resting over yours as he stole a kiss from your pretty lips, resting his forehead against yours. "Itty bitty, I-.." you stopped him, placing a finger over his lips. "Enough talking.. I'm ready.. Right now..." you whispered. He furrowed his brow not understanding at first. You gave him a look indicating what you meant. "I'm ready." you emphasized to him. His eyes widen when he finally caught on.

"I thought you wanted us to be alone and it be romantic.." he asked. "This was plenty romantic for me.." you smiled widely, stepping back from him and slipping out of your dress, your clothes falling into a puddle on the floor, he swallowed harshly as he watched you undress. He was excited, nervous, but more than ready and he began to strip his own clothes off. You took a deep breath as you slowly removed your bra, then hooking your fingers into the hem of your panties, carefully sliding them off and when he caught a glimpse of you fully naked in front of him he was nearly speechless. "You're beautiful, so beautiful..." he mumbled. You blushed at his sweet words, feeling shy but not hiding yourself from him. You wanted him to see you, every single part of you. He stood there in awe and you giggled softly, stepping toward him slowly and grabbing a hold of his boxers and slowly sliding them down, glancing down to look at him and you smiled, capturing your bottom lip between your teeth as you looked back up at him. You both slowly ran hand over the other's body, your fingers lightly caressing each other, your usual teasing as you stared at your bodies, finally really seeing each other. The both of you so nervous that you could feel the other one trembling.

He smiled and placed a kiss against your lips, taking your hand and leading you over to your bed. You kept your eyes on him as you climbed onto the bed and lying back, watching as he climbed on top of you, hovering above you and you stared silently at one another until he kissed your lips deeply, lowering his body slowly against yours, you slipped your arms around his torso as you kissed. You could feel him growing hard against your thigh, your kisses passionate and slow and he pulled his lips back just enough that they hovered over yours. He then trailed soft kisses down your chin along your neck and down toward your breasts, kissing over your nipples and you inhaled sharply at the tickling feeling of his soft lips, watching him with lustful eyes and as his lips moved lower down your body, kissing over your stomach, your waist, your hips and then suddenly between your thighs. You let out a quiet moan at the feeling, your toes curling against the sheets at the aching feeling you had for him as you grew more aroused.

His eyes fixated on your pussy that now was in his direct line of sight as his head moved further between your thighs, his hands caressing your thighs lightly. He wanted to taste you, but he had never eaten a girl out before, he was embarrassed that he may not do it right. You continued to watch him and you could tell he wasn't sure what to do, but neither were you. It was a learning experience for you both. "Elvis, you don't have to.." you whispered. He blushed shyly and now he was more nervous. "Let's switch, baby..." you said softly, seeing that he was too nervous. You sat up and crawled out of your spot and he laid down in your place, his cock was fully hard now and throbbing for attention, you didn't know a thing about giving a blowjob, but you wanted to make him feel good and maybe relax a bit when he sees you're no expert either. He watched as you carefully grasped his cock in your hand, his body responding immediately and he gasped softly. You gave his cock a few gentle strokes and you leaned down toward it, giving it another stroke and pulling back his foreskin and pressing your lips against his wet tip, his precum coating your lips as you gave his cock small kisses.

He chewed on his bottom lip as he felt your lips against his cock, he exhaled shakily, a soft groan leaving the back of his throat. You nervously opened your mouth and wrapped it around just the tip, trying your best to not use any teeth as you slowly sucked on the tip, stroking the rest of him, he was groaning softly, his head tilting back against the pillows as his breathing hitched and he inhaled sharply. "Oh g-god..." he mumbled under his breath. You raised an eyebrow at his words, popping his cock out of your mouth, a needy groan escaping him. "I-Is this okay?" you asked shyly. He couldn't even get another word out, but he nodded quickly, wanting you to continue. You smiled and slip him back into your mouth, continuing to just suck on the tip of his cock, staring up at him and seeing how much he was enjoying it. You slowly took more of him inside of your mouth, sucking at the same steady pace, making soft noises as you did. "F-Fuck.. oh god.." he cried out, one of his hands clutching onto your hair.

Once you were a little more comfortable you began to suck his cock a bit faster, letting out a quiet moan around him as the suckling sounds grew louder, his cock glistening in your saliva as it moved in and out of your mouth. His eyes rolled back as he moaned softly, panting as his body tingled with pleasure. "B-Baby.... I-I'll cum if you d-don't stop..." he mumbled in airy breaths. You furrowed your brow at his words, slowly popping his cock out and giving it small kisses again, a soft giggle escaping you. He lifted his head to look at you a pleasing smirk on his lips, as he exhaled softly. "Wow... I.. wow." he chuckled. "Okay, I wanna try again.." he smiled slowly getting up so you both can switch spots, you grinned excitedly crawling to take his place and you laid there, biting on your bottom lip as he moved between your legs and you were even more wet now because sucking his cock and hearing him make those noises turned you on. As he moved further between your legs he grasped your thighs and spread your legs apart, his eyes fixating on your pussy once again and now he had a full view, he licked over his lips as he watched your arousal leaking between your folds.

You blushed hard because he was so close to your most private area, practically admiring it by the way he stared at it, he pressed gentle kisses on each of your inner thighs, he had gotten pretty good at fingering after doing it to you a few times, so he started with that. He firmly pressed two of his long fingers between your folds, your sweet nectar coating his fingers and he ran them up and down your slit causing his fingers to get slippery in your wetness, your hips moving against his fingers as you let out a cute soft moan, he circled his fingers around your swollen clit and your body trembled and you inhaled deeply holding your breath from the overwhelming feeling, then exhaling slowly as he pressed his fingers against your clit and your moans grew louder. He licked over his lips once more, desperately needing to taste you as he watched you become more wet. He buried his face in your pussy, inhaling your sweet scent. "E-Elvis.." you moaned, becoming flustered by his action. He stuck his tongue out and slowly slipped it between your folds, he wasn't sure where to start, but he knew whenever he played with your clit that always gave you the most pleasure.

So, he pressed his warm tongue against your clit and your body jolt and slightly squirmed beneath him, a soft whimper escaping you, he smirked to himself, slowly moving his tongue back and forth against your clit, working the sensitive bud between his tongue, he could feel your legs tightening around him and your body quiver, the sounds of your soft moans giving him the confidence he needed because that meant he was doing a good job. He flicked his tongue faster against your clit and you let out an airy soft moan as you threw your head back and now your legs were wrapped around him tight, your toes curling against his back, his hands sliding up to hold onto your waist to hold you still as he burrowed himself into your pussy, sucking slowly on your clit. "Oh m-my god, Elvis.. I want you, please..." you whimpered softly, begging for him to be inside of you. When he heard your words, he lifted his head up with a grin, his face glistening with your slick. "Please.. I-I need you inside of me.." you whispered, unwrapping your legs from around him.

He sat up eagerly and he climbed on top of you, your legs wrapping around his waist as he lowered himself against you, you placed one of your hands on the back of his neck forcing his lips against yours as you placed a sloppy kiss to his lips, tasting yourself on his and you smirked, he returned your kiss and nibbled playfully at your bottom lip before pulling back some. "I-I.. uh.. don't have a condom, baby.." he mumbled. You stared at him for a moment a bit hesitate about that, but also not wanting to ruin the moment if you had to wait for him to get one. "I-It's okay. Just remember to pull out when you get close." you whispered. He nodded his head slowly, kissing your lips again, the two of you nervous as ever because this was really happening, he reached down to grab a hold of his cock and he teased it between your wet folds, the both of you moaning softly and he paused, pulling from your lips again. "I-I'm sorry if I don't last long..." he said in a soft voice, feeling a bit embarrassed. You smiled at him, placing your hand against his cheek and caressing his face with the pad of your thumb. Even in the most sexual and intimate moment he was still so adorable, so innocent. "You have nothing to be sorry about, honey." you whispered, kissing the corner of his lips.

He smiled at your words, always knowing how to make him feel better. He crashed his lips to yours, devouring them in a deep kiss, your arms slipping around his shoulders, taking a deep breath as you braced yourself for the pain as he adjusted himself he lined up his cock with your entrance and he slowly pushed just the tip into you and you winced against his lips, your eyes shut tight as your hands held onto him, he groaned loudly feeling how tight you were just around the head of his cock, he stopped for a moment. "Y-You okay, little?" he mumbled on your lips. You nodded slowly trying to mask the pain, knowing it wasn't going to be a lasting thing. He nodded and slowly pushed himself inside of you deeper, managing to get more of his cock inside of your needy tight hole that clenched around him causing another groan to escape his lips, his face burying into your neck and you gasped softly when you felt him plunge the rest of his cock inside of you, it felt like he was tearing you apart. You whimpered softly that it sounded as if you were crying. He perked his head up so concerned as he stalled his movements once again.

"Are you sure you're okay, I can stop.." he hummed. "No, no.. Don't stop, please.." you pleaded. He kissed your neck softly, nodding in response as he began to thrust his hips against your own, a moan leaving your lips as your nails dug into his back, squeezing your thighs around his waist. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain for you, but you loved the way he felt inside of you. His hips beginning to rock faster against you as your pussy opened up to his throbbing cock slamming against your walls, allowing him to get in deeper. His groans louder than ever and now he was pursing his lips trying to quiet them, but it was so hard because of how tight and wet you felt around his cock, the feeling was nearly unbearable and it only prompted him to pick up the pace and now he was slamming his hips against yours once he couldn't control himself. "Oh god.. I.. You feel s-so good 'round my cock, baby.." he cried out against your ear. You buried your face into his shoulder as your body clung to his, moving your hips in rhythm with his once your body responded better. The noises that escaped both of you growing louder, panting into each other's ear.

You almost forgot that your mother was just in the living room and you tried your best to choke back your moans and as his name was leaving your lips between the most obscene noises you ever heard yourself make. You never imagined that your first time would be this way or that it would be with Elvis, but it was everything you could've hoped for. He was a gentle lover even as his hips stirred and slammed against yours, he still seemed so gentle with you. He was grasping the sheets beneath you, his hips bucking and his body tensing, his moans becoming airy and shaky. Your head tilted against the pillows as your eyes rolled back, gasping between your moans. His cock was drenched in your sweet juices that leaked out of you with each thrust he made. You were clawing at his back as you felt your orgasm already building, aching, screaming to reach the surface. Your body numb, tense, and trembling as your breath hitched. "Elvis.. I... I-I think I'm gonna cum.. mm.." you whimpered, hardly able to string a sentence together.

You grabbed his face and crushed your lips against his as you orgasmed loudly right into his mouth to try to muffle your whimpering, crying, pleasurable sounds as you cummed all over his cock and making such an embarrassing mess on him, that he completely lost it right then and there, his body shaking. "Fuckkkk.." he groaned, he grabbed his cock needing to pull out of you fast as he he could as he felt his orgasm hit like a tidal wave, he sat up quick and the moment he pulled his twitching, swollen cock out of you, his warm cum went squirting all over your stomach and your breasts, showering you in the sticky substance. You weren't expecting that at all, but it honestly turned you on, it made you feel like he was marking what belonged to him. His face red as ever when witness what he did. "I'm... I.. I'm sorry!" he said so embarrassed. You shook your head at him, reaching your hands up to rub against his chest, soothing him. "Hush.. I liked it, baby." you grinned as a soft giggled escaped your lips. He smirked at your words. "Really?" he said surprised, exhaling softly as he crashed beside you. "Mhm.." you beamed, taking two of your fingers and playing a bit in the mess he made on you and then sucking his cum off of your fingers, loving the familiar taste.

"Damn.. That's so hot.." he mumbled as he watched you play in his cum and taste some more of him. You smirked, licking your lips and then you rolled over toward him, giggling and kissing his lips and you climbed on top of him, he raised an eyebrow at you, his eyes wandering over your cum covered body as he watched his cum drip off your breasts. "I.. I want more.." you purred, feeling so needy for him. He chuckled softly, wrapping his hands around your waist, he was tired but he was ready to go another round especially with his cock still hard for you, but he knew he'd finish even faster the second time. "Mm, tryna drain me dry, huh?" he laughed. You couldn't help but laugh with him, shrugging your shoulders with a grin. "Mhm.. I think you have so much more to give me.." you hummed. You bit down on your bottom lip, eager to learn how to ride him and hoping you don't embarrass yourself to much. He lifted you up a bit, wrapping his hand around his cock and teasing your tight little hole with the head of his cock. You reached down to wrap your hand around his as the two of you guided his cock inside of you together, a shaky gasp escaping you feeling that throbbing cock of his back inside of you and you pulled your hands away, slowly lowering yourself onto him.

You whimpered quietly feeling his cock hit deep inside of you as you sat on it and your hands grasped his chest and he groaned softly staring up at you with lust and love in his eyes as his cum still dripped from you and was now making a mess on him, he found the entire thing to be hot. You slowly rocked your hips against his, not really having a rhythm but he seemed to be enjoying it from the pleasurable expression on his beautiful face and the noises you caused that escaped him so seductively, his hands squeezing your waist and moving down toward your ass he moved you the way he wanted, slowly thrusting his hips upwards, the both of you learning how to move together which seemed to be the most satisfying when you furthered the desire, the hunger between the two of you, pushing and pulling at one another and with his help you got into your own rhythm, grinding and stirring your hips on his cock as you moved up and down, just slowly milking him with your tight pussy for more of his cum. His cock sopping wet from your sweet nectar that poured out of you. The moans between the both of you more quiet and sensual as you fucked him slowly, your eyes meeting and staring intensely into one another's. Your breathing matching, your orgasms building like a slow burn, your nails digging into his chest. You felt his hands clutch onto your ass tighter as his hips bucked and now you picked up the pace just a bit because you knew he was going to give you what you want again.

"Oh fuck... I'm.. I'm gonna cum.. B-baby..." he whimpered. "N-Not yet, baby.. I-I wanna cum again first.." you moaned. He let out a frustrated groan doing his best not to cum inside you, but his cock was aching, throbbing, needing to be drained once again. You grounded yourself against him to feel every inch of him hitting against your walls, pumping his cock inside of you, your whimpers growing louder as you tilted your head back, your mouth open and eyes rolled shut as your orgasm erupted out of you as you came for the second time on his cock. "Goddamn.. Baby, please.. I-I need to cum..." he whined. You wiggled on top of him before you lifted yourself up and pulled his swollen cock out and watched how it glistened in your juices. He wrapped his hand around himself, stroking slowly as he watched you lay back down on the bed ready to receive his seed. He sat up and hovered above you as he groaned softly and stroked the head of his cock swiftly, but instead of cumming on your stomach again he pressed the head of his cock against your lips and you smirked bit, slowly opening your mouth for him and he pushed himself inside, moaning softly when he felt your pretty little mouth around him again, he exhaled sharply as his cum came shooting into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around his tip, licking up every last bit and then swallowing it all. He watched in awe.

"Oh god.. wow..." he panted, a grin forming on his lips before he fell back against the bed, exhausted but feeling amazing. You giggled, reaching over to grab a few tissues off your nightstand and cleaning yourself up a bit before turning over to face him with the biggest smile on your face. "That was... amazing." you smiled. He smiled at your words turning onto his side to face you. "I'm speechless." he chuckled and yanked the blankets over the both of you until you were covered from head to toe in the blanket, he pulled you into his arms, the two of you kissing deeply, slipping your arms around one another as you rolled around beneath the blankets together, giggling and kissing. Then suddenly there was a knock on your door. "Y/N? Who are you talking to???" your mother called out. You and Elvis froze in place. "Should I-" you quickly covered his mouth with your hand, stopping him from saying another word, if she knew Elvis was in your room this late and found out what the two of you just did, she'd kill you. "I'm not talking to anyone. I'm just listening to records!" you responded. "Turn it down." she said before going off to her bedroom. You kept Elvis' mouth covered until you heard her door closed and then you dropped your hand from his mouth with a soft laugh. "You're gonna get me in trouble." you teased.

"Should I go while she's in her room?" he asked. "No, I want you to stay, please? We can figure out how to sneak you out tomorrow morning." you giggled softly. He chuckled, shaking his head at you. "You're gonna get us both in trouble." he grinned, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "Wanna cuddle, baby?" you asked. "Mhm, yes.. You wanna be the big spoon or little spoon?" he hummed with a smile. "Hm, it's my turn to be the little spoon." you grinned and quickly turned over to the other side so that your back was facing him, he laughed softly and slipped his strong arms around your waist, pulling you to him so that there was no space in between, your bodies pressed firmly against one another. His lips pressed against your shoulder and up toward your neck, nuzzling his face against you, inhaling your scent. You slipped your arm around his and held onto him tight as you cuddled into him, feeling so warm, loved, and protected in his arms. "I love you, itty bitty.." he whispered into your ear. "And I love you, cutie pie.." you whispered sleepily.

I'll never let you go...

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Tagging: @zephyrahh @ccab @presleysdarling @feverkitten @prayerstopresley @elvisalltheway101 @urlittledairyqueen @notstefaniepresley @cryingabtab @ilovehobi101 @galaxygirl453 @samfangirls @powerofelvis @peaceloveelvis @literally-just-elvis-fics

I wasn't sure who to tagged so I just tagged those who wanted part three!

[curestaarlight]

Sure, I'll bite.

What are your headcanons about the Link Click trio's favorite ice cream + hot beverage + cold beverage and why. :)

thank you for the ask!! also i have indeed started reading third time's the charm and !!!! already hitting me in the feels

ok SO I'll go character by character:

qiao ling: for favourite ice cream I'm generally thinking fruity/refreshing flavours, though more specifically (maybe because of one of her official arts i saw recently) strawberry! but she might also be picky with what makes Good strawberry ice cream and plays it safe if she's buying from a new place. probably vanilla, i feel like one can't really go wrong with vanilla.

as for drinks, i like the idea that QL and LG enjoy tea together. QL will shuffle over to the studio after hours and do a face mask and LG will prepare them tea (always non-caffinated, because QL says she's too sensitive to caffeine lately at night), and they'll drink it and enjoy each other's quiet company. LG probably reads while QL does some scrollingon her phone.

finally for cold drinks, we already know that boba runs are a common occurrence at the studio, but i bet QL also really loves trying out novel iced-drinks. I'm thinking caramel iced lattes, strawberry chai iced, green energy smoothie 3000, etc. drinks with really long, convoluted names, that are kind of a fad but that's ok!! let her have fun with her silly little drinks!!!

cheng xiaoshi: i think, contrastingly, CXS is a big fan of the ice cream flavours that can border on sickly sweet, depending on the place. he likes chocolate, and cookie dough, and those ice creams loaded with lots of other sweets inside them. mind you, i don't think he has ice cream like that regularly or he'd definitely get sick of it, but when the opportunity arises trust he'll be asking for all the extras and sprinkles.

for hot drinks—CXS likes coffee! i don't think he Always liked coffee, because it's such an acquired taste especially when you're younger. during uni he probably got into it in the quest to stay up and meet those damn deadlines lol. so he grew used to drinking it from there. he either: takes his coffee black but with quite a bit of sugar (which LG tuts at him for) or he has it milky.

his cold beverage of choice....he kind of gives me standard iced coffee + extra sugar + chews on the leftover ice cubes after lmaoo. he also does indulge QL when she drags him to a pop up shop to get a limited time Novel Iced Beverage.

lu guang: doesn't like ice cream 😞 if it's really hot he'll have ice lollies/popcicles and if you held him at gunpoint and told him he HAD to choose, he'd choose vanilla. however, he will sometimes have spoonfuls/a bite of CXS's ice cream. Occasionally. more often than he'd willingly admit. CXS always makes fun of him, saying, "you don't even like ice cream, so why are you suddenly so eager to have mine?" (he never stops him though)

hot beverage: i did go over this a little in QL's section hehe, but let me elaborate! i think LG prefers tea, but has a robust beverage routine, in which he'll have black coffee (no sugar. ok sometimes maybe a teaspoon. but only Sometime) with his breakfast. then in the evenings he'll have his tea (sometimes with QL). I like to think though he mostly has green tea, he really likes oulong. CXS pokes fun at how devoted LG is to this routine of his, and in turn LG will lecture him about how having caffeine after a certain hour is bad for him and really, he ought to be drinking more tea for its health benefits, etc, etc

cold beverage: because we know that LG doesn't like overly sweet things, but likes boba, i can't help but to think he enjoys most forms of iced tea. like he'll make himself homemade iced tea during the summer and have it all throughout the day!

ok ok im done now apologies this is so long-winded i am nothing if not overly detailed about my blorbos

[charcuteriecrab]

20 Questions for Fic Authors

Thank you so so much @silvercap for the tag!! I love these games :DD

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 22 works on ao3!

2. What is your AO3 wordcount?

237,770 words and counting :))

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I have written for a few things over the past few years, but right now I am writing pretty exclusively for Resident Evil, though I do have a Call of Duty fic in progress that might see the light someday.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

(Im going to go with only Resident Evil ones because i said so)

1) what are you willing to sacrifice for peace? - my Vendetta fic! also the start of my connected chreon series

2) Please Don't Leave Me - a Leon sickfic I haven't gotten around to finishing yet lmaoooo (also part of the chreon series)

3) in my dreams, we're far away from here - part two of the chreon series, a 3+1 with carrying as the theme :))

4) When I need you, you're always there - another part of the chreon series, Leon has a nightmare

5) all it takes is a snap - my singular whumptober fic with hurt Leon haha (chreon ofc)

None of my newer fics are getting traction but thats okay! gonna enlighten as many people to the hurt Chris agenda

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to! i sometimes am busy and forget to, but if i see one i usually comment back!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

To be fair, I haven't killed anyone off yet. All my fics end happy because my poor heart can't take a bad ending.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

oooo, good question...either what are you willing to sacrifice for peace? or in my dreams, we're far away from here because of happy chreon :))

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I haven't yet, but I don't get too much engagement anyway. I don't think I have had the opportunity to get any. Haven't gotten any hate here either.

9. Do you write smut? If so, which kind?

I do!! I used to not, but now that I kind of know how it's done, I've been experimenting and practicing. Most of my fics nowadays have sex scenes in them (or multiple) but i have written a pure smut fic.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest crossover you’ve ever written?

I haven't! I'm not the biggest fan of crossovers and often avoid reading them because I'm not interested. Doesn't mean they're bad though. Just not my thing.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I hope not! Not that I'm aware of at least.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have not (though if you wanna, please ask! I'm very open to it)

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, I have! I am actually in a roleplay server and have a writing partner. We have been turning many an rp in a fic for you guys! Like I can't escape this now, unless you show me how (mine and @leon-thot-kennedy 's re 5 chreon au)

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

CHREON!!! I have liked a lot of ships from other fandoms, but chreon is without a doubt my favorite Resident Evil ship as well as all around ship. Other ships are just fine but chreon is my OTP, the source of all happiness in my life.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Oh definitely Please Don't Leave Me. I have an outline and a plan and everything, just haven't had the juice to write hurt Leon nowadays. I hope to come back to it though!!!

16. What are your writing strengths?

I don't actually know haha. No one has told me anything, but I like to think I do suspense fairly well? Not as good as other people but I'm still learning! This year marks my fourth year of writing though so that's exciting :))

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Definitely balancing dialogue, action, and internal thoughts. I always have too much of one of those. Also I tend to reuse phrases or sentence structure and I need to learn to spice it up a little lmaoo

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I think writing dialogue in another language is perfectly fine. Especially if the character speaks another language. You just have to be aware that not everyone will understand what is being said. But if it's essential to the plot, saying that they said it in another language works too.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Star Trek (2009) or the reboot movies lmao. It's funny, I started out not shipping anyone, but then started to ship Jim and Bones. But then I watched the original series and shipped Spirk in the old series. So I actually think that this was my first foray into shipping men together. Haven't been the same since hehehehe.

I was into Star Trek for about a year and a half! longest to date and I would say it was my first true hyperfixation. Resident Evil is creeping up on length though haha.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Favorite fic is hard but I actually REALLY like I can't escape this now, unless you show me how . It's my baby, my magnum opus. The best thing I have had a hand in creating (even if only half of it is mine). For fics that are purely mine, The Stars Were Out was the most fun to write with the forest and stuff. Was kind of experimental but it was fun to try and describe things a little better and draw out the scenes.

Tagging- @wisecrackingeric-2 , @spectralharvest , aaaaand i was going to tag more but I have suddenly forgotten every writer friend I know that hasn't already been tagged. If you see this, and wanna do it, go for it! <33333

[mint-yooxgi]

What powers did you add to demon ateez?

Ellie, I am so glad you asked!!!! Thank you for letting me indulge in my daydreams!!!!!!

Okay, so, some of them are a little basic but....

I’m thinking one of them, maybe two, can control animals at will, maybe Seonghwa and Yeosang, just because I think it fits their characters. Also, I think it would be funny to tease them about being a Disney princess with how Seonghwa’s a tailor and can manipulate animals to do his bidding. (Gisele from Enchanted, anyone? Snow White probably fits him better lmaoo). I just have this image in my mind of you learning about it and thinking it’s actually really cool and like, wanting to walk alongside like, tigers, and lions, and just any and every type of large predatory cat (jaguar, panther, cheetah, etc) and since the guys would do anything for you (and the two of them, especially, of course because this is something they can do for you), they do exactly that for you, and the image of you stalking down the hallway (or outside, I was originally thinking a grand throne room in my mind when I thought of this) flanked by the large predatory cats nearly sends them all to their knees because you look like a Queen. Not just any queen though, their Queen.

Two of them can shift into different animals at will, including ‘mythical’ creatures (they’re not very mythical to them, if they’re being honest), and it’d probably be Wooyoung and Jongho just because I think it fits their personality really well. I can just imagine them all conjuring a room full of bunnies, or cats, or something, and there ending up being two more of them than at the start because someone has decided to shift into the same creature at some point only to end up in your lap or on your chest nuzzling into your neck or purring up a storm because you’re finally giving them attention, and your hands are all over them!!! Jongho is definitely more of a nuzzler, while Wooyoung would most definitely take this opportunity to kiss (lick) you all over, the little cheeky shit.

Two more can manipulate the four basic elements, like earth, air, fire, and water - probably San and Mingi. They show off more often than not, especially if you’re lounging by the pool (more so San) since, you know, water. Plus, the way you get captivated by the intricate patterns and designs they can create by threading the water through the air makes a sense of pride fill their chest. Finally, he can do something for you that makes you happy (other than cooking, that is). Part of the reason why Mingi handles the drinks is because he can manipulate liquids, makes it more quick and efficient. The fire aspect also helps with San’s cooking, also part of the reason why Mingi almost burns the house down when he attempts to cook lmaoo. Also handy when your get cold cause he could heat you up using his body. Great for the two of them, horrid for you (and the other boys who could essentially do the same, just not as quickly or as efficiently).

Yunho and Hongjoong, I was thinking, can manipulate more intensive elements so they can essentially control the weather. Lighting, storms, lava, etc. I just have this idea that just came to me that maybe you love storms and falling asleep to the sound of rain, so on nights when you find it hard to sleep, one of them will conjure a rainstorm or something to help calm you down and soothe you to sleep. Over time, one of them, if not both, will create a lighting storm for you, and they all get to watch the wonder and amazement shine in your eyes as you observe the storm. Also, I think it would be really funny if both of them, and Mingi and San always had pissing contests about their powers, especially if you were involved.

I also have this headcanon that blood is like an aphrodisiac/alcohol to them, and every human’s blood tastes different based on the ‘quality’ of it, and the type. Hence why they rarely consume it. Besides, souls are more filling that way, and the last thing they want is to not be able to control themselves around you (even if they’ve already proven that that’s an extremely difficult thing to do, they don’t need to make it any harder on themselves). Oh, but the first time they ever get a taste of your blood... ohohohohoho ;)

[bluelockednyx]

mind if i brainrot about rin/isarin in your anon asks? sorry, i know of zero other isarin shippers on tumblr 😭 personally, one of the reasons isarin has such a tight grip on me is because of rin himself. i was thinking abt this for a while but now ive got a bigger urge to talk about it cuz of something that the author aparently said about his depiction of his character. his edginess is sorta how he represents rin's apparent attempt at "having to become an adult" which i thought was interesting. the author also said he thinks his desire to grow up is why rin intentionally complicates his relationship with sae. to me, it reads as though rin associates maturity with broody angst. reminds me of a lot of the "friends are stupid, everything sucks" type of faux maturity where ppl think them closing themselves off to healthy emotional support is them being logical. the fact that he's younger than isagi makes a lot of his underlying naivete matter a lot to me and my feelings towards this ship. ig i use isarin as a way to develop rin opening up to love and affection again, and realising that growing up is so much more than just being angsty 24/7 idk if this makes any sense tho. i could just be being dumb lmaoo

I will take any and all opportunities to talk about Isagirin, and yes, there are very few of us, so ask away as many times as you want :D

I'm not surprised Kaneshiro-sensei said that -- referring to his edginess specifically -- about Rin, because he and Nomura-sensei did a really good job showing it in the manga! The sweet, sweet angst of growing up in shonen manga; Rin being all broody about it is so typical teenager but also depicted so well.

The edginess and 'friends are stupid, everything sucks' mentality is a side effect, imo, of being so attached, and then badly hurt by Sae. I would say that it's a bit of a self-defense mechanism too, because if his own brother, whom he adored so much, and he's sure loves him back too, could hurt him this badly, then it's a bit of a no brainer for someone who's not even family, to hurt him too. I'm pretty sure Rin hesitates to let himself get emotionally attached to anyone at this point, and I'm also pretty sure he's not fully aware of this part of his psyche yet.

On growing up and how Rin intentionally complicates his relationship with Sae: I think yes and no, on this. The simple part - they're brothers, and they always will be. Neither of them can erase that even if they wanted to.

On the complicated part - sibling relationships can be very complex, and just because at the end of the day they can interact properly with each other in a civil manner doesn't mean that there hasn't been real damage done in a relationship, and to a person's psyche. Even the dumbest things done without real intention of hurt can cause lasting psychological effects, whether or not the person knows it for themselves.

Kaneshiro-sensei views Rin as intentionally complicating his relationship with Sae. I don't. But YMMV with this: this POV is personal, and there's a ton of cultural aspects to consider which I am definitely not in a position to talk about.

Sae was cruel to Rin in the flashback when they had their 1v1 after Sae came back from Madrid, and Rin never gets the chance to address that issue because he never gets to communicate properly about it with Sae. There's probably a camp out there who says Rin should just get over it, that Sae said it in the heat of the moment, but I'm not part of that camp. I don't believe in sweeping stuff like that under the rug. It's not fair to the person who was hurt. It's also, well, a common tactic in abusive relationships to trivialize the victim's feelings, which sits even less right with me.

We know Sae better because we get an omniscient POV as readers, but from Rin's perspective, Sae stonewalls Rin and never tries to explain or elaborate. While I do agree that trying to talk in the middle of a football match isn't the best place for it, it still doesn't change the fact that they wouldn't be in this situation at all if it weren't for Sae (and also for the sake of compelling plot drama). Sae definitely owes Rin an apology imo, though given what you've just told me about Kaneshiro-sensei's view on Rin intentionally complicating their relationship, I really doubt he's ever going to have that happen in the manga, so :/

And yes!! Rin being younger than Isagi was something that I had suspected back when they were doing the first 3v3 matchup, from just reading the way he spoke. It was confirmed later, I think, in the yoga scene, then the character guides. And yeah, one of Rin's bigger flaws is definitely his lack of close relationships. It severely limits his ability to empathize with other people, and can become a horrible feedback loop in and of itself. Yet, like I said in my meta, if Kaneshiro-sensei wants to develop him into a healthier, more well-rounded character, that's what Rin needs to do -- develop relationships with the rest of the Blue Lock boys as equals, and become actual friends.

I get you!!!! That's what I want for Rin in the Isarin ship too. Just Rin opening up to love and affection again from Isagi, and growing up and realising that he needs friends the other Blue Lock boys that he can count on too. Let's be dumb about fantasizing Isarin with a loving and affectionate Rin together!!!

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I’ve been away for a bit! Had an AMAZING time yesterday at the convention I went to! And I met Hayden Christensen, Anakin Skywalker himself, and I was a mess about it LMAOO

It’s definitely something I’m going to remember for the rest of my life due to how Star Wars has been with me since I was a little girl. Revenge of the Sith was my first exposure to SW, so I grew up with Hayden being Anakin.

I wrote him a thank you letter, for playing the role, and showing him support because a lot of ppl I’ve seen in the SW community, especially prequel haters, treated him like shit for YEARS, and up until last year when he was in the Kenobi mini series did people finally start to praise his performance as Anakin/Vader. That’s weak shit, I’ve been here since I was seven, loving his performance.

I also gave him a drawing of Darth Vader, because I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to give him a gift!

I added a few extra highlights, but of course I forgot to take a final picture like a moron. This was nearly finished though. When I got his autograph and handed him his gifts I tried to explain but my brain just short circuited, and I just said it’s a thank you for all you’ve done, and I started to tear up. He said I was really sweet and I almost died further LMAOO

He’s insurmountably kind and humble, and he deserves nothing but love for the magic he’s given us in his work in the SW universe, both past & upcoming.

The pic came out great but I AM SO CRINGE, after the pic I wanted to shake his hand and turned back but he had moved on to the next person so I turned back & just left like 😬😬😬

I am so deeply awkward, I apologized to his bodyguard too. Why? Idk I was frazzled for eight whole hours so 🤷🏻‍♀️

I quietly cried happy tears on the way home with my friend & parents as I watched revenge of the sith on my phone.

[emmashouldbewriting]

It's just a shame Meghan wanted out because she wasn't number one in the heirarchy.

👆🏼 also proves to me that Harry didn’t really want out, and tbf neither of them wanted to be completely out — they wanted to collaborate with the queen lmaoo

Anyway, over the years Harry has had so many opportunities to not take up a big royal role, he was in the military (and I think he was expected to stay way longer in the army but he didn’t have it in him), and after that he spent like half of the year in Africa doing unclear things. I think it ultimately came down to a few things, and that is that William and Kate moved back to London which meant that William got a much bigger presence in the office. It wasn’t just the office for the three of them, William is the boss of KP and Harry the “sidekick” who was there because he’s William’s brother (this is why it was a mistake of them in the first place to create an office together, because they were always going to have to remove Harry from it when William became the Duke of Cornwall). Before WK lived there that hierarchy probably wasn’t as clear as it became, especially considering the press narratives at the time.

Now, the same time as this is happening Kate is pregnant again which means another cute baby who will make Harry less important, which he does care about no matter what he says. And he had met a woman who was willing to marry him, but he wasn’t truthful to her about what it meant (or she didn’t want to understand). So when that realisation finally came that “yeah it doesn’t matter how many people google our names, we will still not be as important as William and Kate” it was hard for them to understand and buy that, because they had bigged up themselves in their own minds, “modernising the monarchy” or whatever even though no one asked them to. And you know Harry’s the grandson of the queen so he needs to be prominent, completely ignoring the fact that the only grandchild who matters for the monarchy was William.

It can’t be easy to go through life knowing that your older brother have this huge destiny in front of him, will always be more important etc, but you can choose how to deal with it. Harry (and Meghan) choose to throw the tantrum we still see.

you're absolutely right in all of it. harry was expected to have a decorated military career like andrew then quietly retire to royal duties to be a steadfast working royal (and i think we can all say that ~professionally~ andrew was a hardworking royal, and we should all hold respect for him for his military service imo) but harry was such a spoilt little bastard

in the end, he mixed hollywood with royalty and it doesn't work. it worked for grace kelly in monaco because they're kind of celebs anyway, but not for us. harry's problem was marrying a d-lister, not an a-lister

and i'm so glad harry's crusade to be a prominent grandson of the queen has worked out. it's been lovely seeing him in the third row at his father, the king's, coronation