#I was distracted by their pretty faces I'm sorry /j

[absolutebl]

These Weeks in BL - This Is Very Late, Or Right on Time depending on where you sit on the temporal debate team

Sorry I got distracted by work. In my defense: I was paid.

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

March 2024 Wk 1 & 2

Ongoing Series - Thai

Cherry Magic (Sat YouTube grey) ep 12 fin - Unfortunately, there was singing. But what can we do?

A soft charming warm hug of a show about crushes and mind reading and self worth, with no-fuss execution from a consummate team and an OG lead pair proving why they remain eternal and deserve to grow up. Look, here’s the thing, Cherry Magic is a great Thai BL in its own right not comparing it to any other iteration. But even when I do compare (and I've seen all the Cherries and read the manga) it still stands. This is a great show, a solid adaptation, and a pleasing take on the original yaoi. I personally like it better than the Japanese live action, but I think that’s because I just really like Thai BL and I LOVE TayNew. I doubted them for this and I shouldn’t have. They did a great job, as did the sides. I will say all the kissing was both present and better than any other iteration. As it should be. Definitely one for the rewatch rotation. 9/10 

Deep Night (Thurs iQiyi) ep 1 of 8 (10?) - Damn it, I love it. And I don't want to. It’s more classic BL than I thought it would be, and far less Only Friends or Playboyy. (Thank fuck.) We got a big cast and a lot of tropes going down out the gate, including SMITTEN popular hot guy versus nerd with secret identity. (Incidentally, Khem did drop into rude / informal when arguing with his Aunt and defending his ma. Bratty boy.) The leads have good chemistry (First always does), and everyone is very pretty. The main boy reminds me of J-Min's role (and look) in Love Class 2. I am entertained. (And faintly wonder why this isn't a MosBank vehicle.)

To Be Continued (Thai C3 Thailand grey) eps 1-3 of 8- High school sweethearts who had a bad break up reunite a decade later when both of them have full time jobs (celebrity & doctor). Dr Ji is a familiar face (hi Dream it's been a LONG time) and everyone is way too old for high school, but I guess I prefer this to child actors?

I'm enjoying it, actually, the cast may be older but they're solid as a result and the chemistry is on point for a pulp. Whether our celebrity is on the DL or cheating or something else remains to be seen but he sure is smitten. The way he LOOKS at Ji = hawt.

Frankly? Celebrity/doctor is a good pairing and this is a solid Thai BL. I hope we have a nice angsty reason for the break-up and we're not in another Promise situation. I like the sides too. Carry on, little show, I'm disposed to be pleased with you.

City of Stars (Fri iQIYI) eps 5-6 of 12 - I am enjoying it, actually. It’s incredibly silly. But I don’t really mind. STOP SINGING. 

1000 Years Old eps 3-4 of 12 - I love that these kids basically adopted a vampire pet. And one of them accidentally got a vampire boyfriend. This suddenly turned from a PNR into a family drama about domestic gays opening a food stall and I'm not mad about it. Nothing makes sense and I don't care because... rainbow umbrella!

A Secretly Love (Thai WeTV grey) eps 1 of 10 - I don’t love it. I make no bones about the fact that a pining uke rarely works for me, especially if he’s younger (cute supportive besties not withstanding), the power dynamic isn’t good. I always like Kimmon, he’s a stiff actor but v pretty. (I shallow af.) Still it’s time he started acting his age… literally. Having to watch ads again as well… for this? Ooof. I'm not sure I'm strong enough.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Perfect Propose (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 6 fin - It was very cute. I liked that there was uke instigated kisses. However I have some reservations on this one, much as I enjoyed it.

Adapted from Mayo Tsurakame’s manga, production team included Tadaaki Horai (My Love Mix-Up!) and Takeshi Miyamoto (Old Fashion Cupcake). Essentially Perfect Propose was about finding hope in a person when all other hope is gone. This show focuses on apathy, and perforce is somewhat apathetic and un-engaging especially as the pacing was off (and with only 6 episodes? now) However, this is countered by great visuals, good archetypes, and a clean story of childhood sweethearts reuniting after loosing their way in life. I landed on 8/10 mostly for a demanding younger seme and some great kisses. 

Unknown (Taiwan Tues Youku YouTube) eps 2-3 of 11 - Oh it’s great. I love it. I’m still worried by how gritty and "Taiwanese short-esk" it feels, but wow does this hit all my favorite taboo tropes and buttons. I also adore the little found fam, they the cutest gay older bros ever. The younger one who wants so bad to grow up and take care of the older one and pushes himself because into self sacrifice that’s the only model of love he has. ARGH. BOYS. Why so much pain, just smooch already! Sheesh. It's on YouTube for some of us, here's the schedule.

AntiReset (Taiwan Fri Viki/Gaga) eps 6-7 of 10 - They remain questionably cute, and that is probably going to be my ultimate review of this show. Awe cameo! (Hi babies, hope the ghosts are leaving you alone.) The irony does not escape me that the person in the relationship with the most emotional acumen is, in fact, the robot and not the human. I'm sure that's meant to be deep.

Love is Better the Second Time Around AKA Koi wo Suru nara Nidome ga Joto (Japan Gaga) ep 1 of 6 - A tortured second chance romance featuring a reported and a successful celebrity(?) academic. The kid actors look nothing like their adult counterparts, but they do look much younger. So, okay. Ah the utter embarrassment of first love. Oh I like it a lot, so very messy Japanese emo. Sigh. Here we go again.

Although I Love You and You AKA Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yaro ka (Japan Thurs Gaga) eps 8-9 of 10 - They are a cute couple. They both trying so hard and so confused and awkward and polite in trying to understand each other but TERRIBLE at communication. 

My Strawberry Film (Japan Thurs Gaga) eps 3-4 of 8 - I don’t know how I feel about this. But I do know it’s not my thing because it’s not BL. I’ll finish it because it’s short but… meh. 

It's done, ready to binge, but I have no time

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - will binge when I have any spare time. 2024 is crazy busy for me so far.

The Servant and the Young Master (Vietnam YouTube) - I will try when I have a window of time.

Began Beginning (Myanmar YouTube) - A Burmese BL? @heretherebedork vouched for it, so I will watch eventually.

It's airing but...

Dead Friend Forever (Thai iQIYI) - finished it's run and I won't be watching it. It's horror with BL elements and the ending, well, let's just say that's a "no thank you" from me.

Ossans Love Season 2 (Japan Gaga) - 5 years later, will anything have changed? This is Japan so… no. I'm not watching this. I dislike this franchise.

Time the series (Tue Gaga/YT) 10 eps - dropped it at ep 4.

Takumi-kun (2023) movie version AKA Takumi-kun Series 6: Nagai Nagai Monogatari no Hajimari no Asa released on FOD 3/5/2024. The original project was a 6 ep series. Having seen all the previous iterations and read the (terrible) yaoi I admit to being intrigued. If anyone finds eng subbed please let me know with a link in comments or in a DM? For those intersted in this show, probably the world's first true BL franchise I chat all about it here.

Gossip

James Supamongkon has withdrawn from the series Love Upon A Time and the NetJames pair is no more. Net Siraphop will continue with the historical BL project alongside a new partner. Can I interest you in Tod Techit... almost as pretty, legs for days...

The Complete Chronology of the Assault Case Against GMMTV Actor Win Pawin

I'm merely directing your attention to these articles, I do not wish for discussion of this content on this blog. Please don't ask for further info, I don't know the answer, follow the link that's why it's there.

Next Week Looks Like This:

Still Coming

3/21 Two Worlds (Thai IQIYI) 10 eps - announced here. One of those "he's dead Jim so time travel" thingames staring MaxNat. I'm over them but Asia flipping loves this trope and I do adore MaxNat. Phupha (Gun) and Khram (Nat) love each other but Phupha is murdered. Then Khram is pulled to a parallel world where, 12 years ago, Khram and Tai (Max) were in love. However, Khram was killed by Thai’s dad. Now Tai finds alter-Khram apparently alive. But then there is ALSO an alter-Phupha (played by Gun Thanawat who is Khom the repressed butler bodyguard from Unforgotten Night).

Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

How flipping adorable is this vampire with his big gay umbrella? SUCH A DORK and we got more vampire dorks coming.

Thailand has found its vampire line and it's awkward and geeky and quite cheerful. 'Bout what we expected, to be fair. It's a good look for them.

And vampires.

In other news...

That's your random moment of thirst, Lim Jimin shirtless AKA my Just B bias (I mean, I could talk about how good his extensions are and how I love a husky voice in Kpop but really, just LOOK at him). I'm very very very shallow, remember? Full vid is here.

Why am I mentioning Lim Jimin (aside from the obvious)? If Just B doesn't break soon, I could some of them transitioning to BL. Jimin in particular would be a win for us, obvs.

Also, can we talk about Bain (my bias wrecker) KILLING it on Build Up? I had no idea he was that good. Anygay, this has been your Kpop end note.

Seriously tho, is ANYONE else watching Build-Up?

(Last week - well, 2 weeks ago)

Streaming services are listed how I'm (usually watching) which is with a USA based IP

The tag bragade: @doorajar

If ya wanna be tagged each week leave a comment and I will. Easy peesy.

[milksuu]

I’ve been on the Ezreal brainrot ever since I discovered Heartsteel. And my little brain has been scheming

How would a relationship with him work out if his partner is an idol too and they have to sneak out to have fun together??👀

(Btw, unrelated, but I love how you write, it’s super fun and easy to read)

Dirty Little Secret | (O1)

❥ prompt: Let's face it. You and Ezreal hardly have time for anything with your busy idol lives. Unfortunately, things get a bit messy after you first meet. Luckily, both of you share a secret hobby nobody knows about. And boy, does it come in handy. ❥ content/warnings: ecchi, drama bomb, forbidden romance ❥ characters/pairings: Heartsteel!ezreal x idol!f!reader , Heartsteel gang an: omggg tysvm anon! honestly, im so sorry but looks like your ask is getting a part two lmfao! guess i went overboard with my idea, and so, your actual req. will be fulfilled in the next part. i also blame all american rejects for my non-original title. thanks for understanding.

No one knew about Ezreal's secret hobby. When anyone asked where he was going with a black gym duffle bag, he gave everyone the same answer. "J-Just heading to the main studio to warm-up before you guys get there. Nothing else." Little did they know, that's not where he was going. Instead, he was heading to a photoshoot. A very specific kind: a cosplay photoshoot.

I mean, who wouldn't want to dress up as their favorite anime/manga character, superhero, or original fantasy creation? Even better, who wouldn't want to be photographed while doing it? Ezreal felt he could be anyone and anything. Adored with attention in more ways than one. Best part was, with so many cosplays to shift through, no one ever knew it was him. Except you did.

And that all happened because you went to that same photoshoot. It was a group event held in a public park, surrounded by retail shops. It was perfect for both slice of slice or nature-esque shots. It was by coincidence your character and Ezreal's character were canon together in the anime lore you were cosplaying. Which sparked you two being asked to pose romantically with one another, and pretend to be going in for a kiss.

You gave your consent and Ezreal tipped your chin up, his face mere inches away from yours. You squinted your eyes against his features and whispered. "You look kind of familiar." As if you had seen him walking around your workplace just the other day. Maybe somewhere else you frequented? You couldn't quite place a finger on it. Ezreal couldn't shake off the feeling either. He tilted your face another way for a different angle. He laughed nervously, whispering back. "That's funny. I'm pretty sure this is the first time we've met. Maybe we're at the same cosplay shoots a lot. And now we've just noticed each other."

You accepted the rational. Either way, you didn't want to press it, in case he flipped the coin around and started asking you personal questions. Cosplay and anonymity were one in the same for certain individuals—especially in your case.

After a couple more pictures, you parted ways. Ezreal felt his phone buzz. He checked his messages:

[Yone:] Where are you? You're late. I believe you said earlier you would be here before us to 'get in some extra practice'. [Yone:] Care to explain?

OH CRAP! Ezreal didn't realize how late the hour was. He'd been so distracted, he forgot to set his reminder. And now he was officially going to be late— or, well, late-er. Sweating bullets, Ezreal quickly let his fingers type:

[Ezreal:] i'm there! just in the bathroom. might be a while. lunch is kicking my butt. 😳🚽💩💩💩

[Yone:] Thank you for the TMI. Hurry up then.

Ezreal wiped at his brow. He was running on borrowed time. Yone was sure to find out if he wasn't back within the next fifteen minutes. Snatching his bag from the public lockers, he ran to the public restroom. To his utter surprise, there was a line for the men's restroom. Seriously!? That never happened. And it's not like he could waltz into the women's restroom (which, not surprisingly, also had a line). He went around, and found a private unisex bathroom.

VACANT

He flung himself inside, locked it, and striped away his cosplay. Something shifted in the corner of his eyes—it was you. And there you both were, standing in awkward positions down to your undergarments. You pointed at each other accusingly, and shouted at the same time; "I do know you!" You both recognized each other as idols; him being with Heartsteel, and you as a solo-artist. Even though brief, you two bumped into each other more than once at the company building.

"G-get out! I was here first." You blushed, taking your moon-wand and smacking him with it. "Ouch—it said vacant!" He cried out, trying to block your magical melee attacks. "It was your fault for not locking it. How was I supposed to know?"

"I really don't have time for this. Do whatever you want." You tossed your wand into your bag, fetching your skirt. You shot a narrowed look. "Just don't look over here, or else."

"Fine." Ezreal huffed, rubbing at his sore collar bone. "Don't look over here either."

With grumbles and protests, the two of you changed back to back. All the while, still bickering. He heard you struggling, turned over his shoulder, and found you trying to reach your back zipper. He sighed, helping you raise it to the back of your neck. You turned sharply. "I told you not to look but...thank you." You peeked down and noticed his pants weren't zipped up. You reached and returned the favor. He blushed, suddenly feeling self-conscious. He gulped. "Don't sweat it. Thanks for catching that for me."

A silent truce settled between the two of you as you finished dressing, and shared the mirror to freshen up. Ezreal realized you were also in a rush to get ot the studio as well. He called an Uber for the both of you. His phone buzzed and buzzed, blowing up with messages. He opened his group chat:

[Aphelios:] yone is pissed btw. rip ez. ☠️

[Kayn:] YEAAAA YONE'S GONNA GROUND YOU. 😈😈😈

[Sett:] Sorry, Ez. We tried to cover for ya'h. Hope you're alright. 😓

[K'Sante:] I'm sure he's fine. For now. Once Yone finds him, we may not see him again in one piece. hehe.

[Kayn:] HAHAHA HE'S SO SCREWED HAHAHAAAAA

[Sett:] Watch it, Kayn. Else im tellin' Yone you snuck out on the motorcycle last night.

[Apehlios:] i have footage from the house cam. 😏

[Kayn:] YOU GUYS BETTER NOT ISTFG 🤬🤬🤬

Ezreal sank down into the back seat. Kayn was right—he was so screwed. You watched his whirlwind of expressions from the side of your lashes. You couldn't help but feel bad for him. You were right on time for your schedule. And it was all too apparent he wasn't. You stared out the car window. It really was tough to balance certain things as an idol, and some were better at it than others.

When you both arrived at the Riot building, and walked passed the double swinging doors, there was definitely Hell to be paid. A bead of sweat ran Ezreal's temple. Finding Yone standing with his arms crossed, and looking down with a razor-sharp gaze.

"Is this why you were late?" Yone directed the comment towards you. Ezreal bit his bottom lip. Yone tapped his foot against the ground. "You have exactly five seconds, or I'm addressing your conduct with Alune. And if that happens, I promise, you won't like the result of our conversation."

He stumbled to get the proper words out. "No—I—it has nothing to do with her—I was just—"

"Ezreal did nothing wrong. I'm the one responsible for making him late." You stepped forward, garnering Yone's interrogative attention. "You see. I'm absolutely crazy in love with him." The whole lobby fell to dumbstruck silence. "I blackmailed him into going out with me today. I even went as far as to give him this hickey," you pulled down the top his shirt, revealing the bluish bruise against his clavicle from when you smacked him. "I took a picture of it. And told him if he didn't finish our date, I would tell all his precious fans he was taken. So...." you trailed off, unsure of what else to say. Ezreal's eyes were as wide as saucers from the blatant forgery of your lie.

Yone narrowed his gaze against you, as if trying to siphon the real truth. You only stared harder in return, solidifying your stance. Yone breathed out a tensive puff of air. "I'll be speaking to your manager then. Whoever it is, they'll be responsible for reprimanding you. In any case, don't you ever come near him again. Or else you won't have a career in this business—I'll make sure of that. Do you understand?" You paused, then gave a veiled smile. "Of course."

Before Ezreal could speak up again, Yone snapped a finger, pointing for Ezreal to head in the direction of the recording studio. He took a breath, as if wanting to say something—anything to you. But Yone spoke with a silent bite. "Don't make the rest of your team wait for you any longer." Ezreal nodded, bit the inside of his cheek, and walked away. About to turn into a hallway, he gave one last glance over his shoulder. Catching his stare, you placed a finger against your lips, before disappearing with Yone into an elevator.

And all Ezreal could think was: he really needed to see you again.

to be continued...

[sportswriters]

nope, no favorites around here - j. drury

pairing: jack drury x female!reader | f, slight a | co-workers to lovers | wc: 716 | warnings: mentions of jack fighting on the ice

welcome post!

y/n’s part of the medical team of the carolina hurricanes. she has a great relationship with the players since it's her job to do check-ups before and after the games.

one fine day, she almost collapses while watching jack getting into a fight with the opponent. the crowd is loud, the guys on the bench are shocked and impressed at the same time. jack dropping the gloves mid game? that's rare. she hates it.

“i don't care if you won, i don't care if it hypes up the crowd, i don't care if it's normal in this sport. are you freaking dumb?”

she's distracted until she notices jack watching her with a smug smile on his face, not even slightly offended by her rant. y/n freezes.

“sorry, shouldn't have gone that far.”

“it's alright, it's a valid worry to have… as someone from the medical team.” jack absolutely knows there's more to it, but he's having fun. she's adorable.

“of course.” she nods. “medical concerns only.”

at home, she starts overthinking about her relationship with jack, wondering if people might be seeing too much. i'm kind and attentive to everyone, right? oh, no, what if they think jack's my favorite? that's awful!

the next day, she goes to work completely self-conscious of her own actions. she greets everyone trying not to be suspicious as she almost sprints to her office. she takes care of the paperwork from the previous day and take notes of what the boss left for her. when practice time arrives, the players come around to do a quick check-up before going to the ice. she has other doctors with her, but somewhere inside she knows jack is going to her cubicle.

he does. jack walks peacefully to his favorite doctor assistant — knowing that there are a few others available —, but what catches him out of guard is how professional she’s acting. well, of course she always does her job correctly, but never this cold, this far — far from him. y/n does every step of the check-up carefully, trusting she’s great at hiding her thoughts from her expressions. they seem to be eating her up inside, that’s why she looks so focused on not messing it up.

“you alright? you look restless,” jack asks, genuinely concerned.

“all great, just got a lot on my plate today,” she replies, eyes on the clipboard with his informations. “good practice, jack. don’t come back here anytime soon.”

y/n turns her back at him to hide her frown, regretting her words. she just needs him to leave so she can breathe properly.

“thought i was your favorite patient.” he tries to lighten the mood. he really doesn’t want it to end that fast, but regrets it a second after, because when their eyes meet, she’s terrified.

“what? nope, no favorites around here. i treat every player equally. have you heard something about it?”

“hey, don’t worry, i was kidding.” jack watches her posture relax. “i promise to do my best only to come here to see you, is that okay?”

y/n freezes. what the hell is going on, right now?

“look, i like talking to you, alright? i’m not a fan of pain and bandages as well, i just don’t mind coming here when i know i’ll be seeing your pretty face.” jack decides to keep talking, afraid you’ll make any assumptions. “and i don’t want you to overthink that i’m giving mixed signs. so, y/n, i’d really like to take you on a date if you allow me.”

“yes. wait.” she covers her mouth then her face in embarrassment. jack softens, his smile grows bigger.

he waits patiently for her. in fact, he’d love to cup her cheeks on his own hands, but that’s hopefully for another day.

“i mean, yeah, it would be nice to go out with you,” she answers, holding a smile as best as she can. “but now i think you should go. wouldn’t wanna mess the queue and get me fired, right?”

he chuckles. there she is, the y/n that got him infatuated.

“of course. see you later, then?”

“don’t even dare getting a scratch on purpose, you hear me?”

“even though you’re adorable when you’re worried?”

“get out of my face right now!”

[dietmountaindewbae]

ll. rumors of the mystery girl

alex turner x reader 

word count: 7537

summary: you and (late 2014) Alex are friends with benefits, until one night everything changes between the two of you.

warnings: smut, daddy k!nk.

song recommendation: rx queen by deftones

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*⋆ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*⋆ 

He felt chills creeping up his spine, lightly shivering, his heartbeat uneven, and that uneasy feeling surrounding him in his sleep, suddenly a knock at the door made him jump and get up.

"Hello?" He said unsteadily.

"Yeah, Alex... you're up in 30 minutes, just to let you know," One of the staff members said behind the trailer's door, Alex rubbed his face up and down, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Alright mate, thank you I'll be there in a bit" He got up from the small brown leather couch that he had slept on, walked to the bathroom, and washed his face with cold water, trying to remember what was he dreaming about, it made his sweat go cold, and even that small knock made his skull shake, whatever it was, he knew he had to distract himself fast, he had some minutes to waste so he fetched Matt's laptop and searched for old breaking bad episodes, he still couldn't get his mind clear, questions fluted his mind, just like, Why was he getting such bad nightmares? Were they just to beware of something? Or someone?

He took his phone out from his left pocket and searched in his contacts for the name of the girl who maybe could put an ending to his suffering, he put his phone close to his ear and took a look around the trailer just to make sure he was completely alone, he closed the curtains and took his seat back on the couch, he was getting anxious, he wanted you to answer.

"Hey, Alex, I just got to the hotel, I'm gonna be a little late blame the crazy traffic, it's shit" You complained, you made him giggle loudly, it was comforting when you heard him laugh, or when you saw him smile, you had to admit it was quite contagious.

"It's alright, love, you've seen us play a thousand times before this one is not as different from the rest" You groaned and rolled your eyes, he couldn't see it but he knew you so well already.

"Every time I see you perform it feels like the first time, I don't care what you say I am going" He laughed once more, you had really pretty lips, but the words that came out of them weren't so pretty sometimes.

"I'll wait for you, I'm off in like 25 minutes I think" You heard him a little bit unmotivated, tired, and stressed, you sat down on the edge of your bed and fiddled with the rings on your fingers.

"What's wrong Al? I don't hear you very well" You said with a slight tone of concern, Alex was pretty selfless putting everyone before him most of the time, his emotions were pushed back often, and sometimes you were worried about his mental health, whenever you heard him a bit down the first thing that you wanted to do was to fix that in any way possible.

"Yeah...just a bit I dunno... anxious" He confessed, "I've been having these dreams more like nightmares...and it's always before the show you know, I can't sleep well and you know how important it is for me to take a good nap"

"You and your power naps Al" You chuckled, your body falling to the soft sheets, "I'm very sorry to hear that mate, maybe you're stressing about something"

"It feels more like... I'm running away from something but I dunno what could that something be, it's swallowing me whole and I dunno what it is" He brushed his hair back and exhaled loudly, "And I believe that gets me stressed too" You were getting an incoming call from your sister when you were about to answer to him, you explained you had to go for 5 minutes and you'll be back after hanging up.

While being on the phone with your sister, you were thinking about how tense he must feel, he came forward to you when he felt bad, sometimes it was only to listen, to give advice, or sometimes it was none of them, an idea popped into your brain after you said goodbye to your sister. You went inside the bathroom and took your shirt and jeans off, undid your little hair bun, and looked for something sexy inside your suitcase, whenever you were in foreign countries you never knew what type of things you could find, so you were always ready for anything, it was a simple red wine piece of lingerie, that you paired with white high knee socks, you took some pictures in front of the mirror and on the bed, trying to arch your back, and show your chest and your ass, you felt sexy when you looked at yourself in the mirror, the lace hugged your figure nicely, you thought maybe someone, in particular, would like it.

Alex's phone buzzed and he picked it up from the table, he looked at the message on the screen.

You | 9:40 pm

You're still tense Al?

Alex | 9:40 pm

Yeah, a bit less but still, why are you asking?

You | 9:40 pm

You're up in 20 minutes, right?

Alex | 9:41 pm

Now 19, but yes

You | 9:41 pm

🙄

Alex | 9:41

Heheheh

You | 9:41 pm

So... you have 19 minutes to kill, would you like to see something I did for you? It's a surprise.

Alex | 9:42 pm

Yeah sure, I didn't know you took the time to get me something, that's very nice of you

You | 9:42 pm

It's not a present, but it might surprise you, you could even get a bit excited

Alex | 9:42 pm

I'm getting a bit curious now, tell me what is it

You took a deep breath in, before sending him the picture you took in front of the mirror, and considered it twice before you pressed the send button, you were also a bit tense from being all that time stuck in the traffic, this was for both of you, you made your mind up and decided to send it without looking at it, when you heard the sound your phone made after sending the message you threw your phone away to the bed and wait impatiently for his replay, thinking you might have fucked it up, thinking he maybe wasn't in the mood, or the picture didn't turn him on, maybe it wasn't the right way to make him feel better, fuck fuck fuck.

You heard the sound of a new message on your phone, "Fuck!" You scream excitedly.

*1 new message from Alex💋*

Alex | 9:44 pm

You look so fucking hot in that, are you wearing that to the gig?

You | 9:45 pm

Possibly... or maybe I won't wear anything under my dress, how would you like that?

Alex | 9:45 pm

Just to picture you without it makes me even fucking harder, send me a video of you touching yourself love, and I'll send you one back, I know how much you like to watch

You didn't even ask yourself twice what to do, you wanted to get him extremely turned on, wanted to set him on fucking fire, you grabbed a pillow so you could put your phone there to stay steady, and got to your knees, you lightly swayed your hips as you pulled down your underwear until it was low enough, your hands went down to your cunt, one began to slowly tease your clit while the other with two fingers began to tease your entrance, just like Alex would finger you, and just to think about him completely naked, feel his hard cock inside you, hear his whimpers, give him the power to dominate you and to fuck you, he fucked you so good, got lost in the feeling of your tightness, of your wetness, the sounds of your little pleads and moans, it made your cunt palpitate and soft moans fall from your mouth along with a little whimper of his name.

You send the video to him and waited for his replay still very gently touching yourself.

*2 new messages from Alex 💋*

Alex | 9:47 pm

Did it the way I fuck that tight little hole with my fingers, you little cunt, wanna see how I do it?

You opened the video he send, and he filmed the video facing himself, you could see how he was pumping his cock vigorously, and nibbling on his bottom lip, the tip of his cock red and hard, his lips plump and dry, his jaw tense you could see how he was trying to swallow back his moans, you could see how his throat stretched whenever he swallowed harshly, his Adam's apple bopping up and down, he threw his head back and sighed your name, it was your turn to send him a video now, and you were excited about it.

Alex | 9:49 pm

Spit in your cunt, I wanna see you cover your cunt with it, fuck yourself with your fingers imagine they're mine, lick them for me

You did as you were told, you kicked off your underwear and you spread your legs apart, you recorded first how your lips spit that white string of saliva into your cunt, then you recorded yourself rubbing that on you, "Fuck Alex..." You cursed, you were thinking about him punishing you telling you to not cum until he told you, licking all your wetness, smothering your cunt with his warm spit, you drooled over the way you felt his cock palpitate inside you, your lips tingled when you thought about kissing him, your walls clenched around your fingers begging you to go faster but you slowed down, just like Alex would, then you stop recording and immediately send him the video.

Not even a minute passed, and you were staring at the phone screen until it changed to the name of Alex, he was calling you, you pressed the green button and put your phone close to your ear.

"Fucking hell love, those fucking videos you send me, fucking loved them so much, you did so well" You slightly blushed at the way he congratulated you, you try to push his words aside and keep the attitude.

"I got all dolled up for you tonight, It would be a shame if you ripped off my knickers and use them to choke me, right?" You grinned, and you watched your hand gently go down your stomach letting your fingers slide down, you grabbed more of your wetness and coated your cunt with it.

"It would be a reward wouldn't it be, you dirty fucking cunt, tell me what are you doing babe" You heard the sound of his heavy breathing as he jerked himself off for you, "Fucking hell I bet you look so fucking dirty, with your legs spread open for me, nipples hard, back arched, I'd fuck you senseless"

"Come over after the gig...please, I wish you could see how hard I need you... I-I'm so close Alex, I can picture you fucking me on all fours smacking me... treating me like your whore, I'm your little slut" You heard Alex moan so loudly, with his husky voice, he was feeling so aroused, just to think about you with your legs wide open trying to get your fingers to reach deep inside you, to hit the same spots he touches, it made him wish he could just leave everything and go to that hotel room.

"I'm so close too, babe, you're such a good girl, doing just what I told you to do, when I come over I'll spit in your little mouth and fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit down tomorrow"

"I know how much you like to be deep inside it... daddy" You whimpered, Alex groaned and you heard his frustration, how much he wanted to come, how close he felt, he was so fucking close already until the signal started to fail, the phone call suddenly cut and he groaned in anger, he threw his phone away to the side.

"Fucking dirty piece of shit," He said under his breath, he checked his phone once more, and like he expected there was no signal, he sighed and put his pulsing cock back inside his trousers, you, on the other hand, tried calling Alex a bunch of times but it went straight to voicemail, you also guessed it could be because he was about to go to the stage, reality hit you and you ran to the bathroom to get a quick bath and run to the gig.

You were happy everything worked out at the end, even if the traffic was horrific, you got thru it and parked right beside the guy's trailer, you were almost escorted out because you couldn't find the backstage tickets that Alex gave you, and you had it on your back pocket all the time, somehow the universe decided to stop treating you like dog shit and you got there just before Do I wanna know? finished, you were escorted inside, and took a look around while you went up the stairs, there were a lot of people watching the monkeys so closely backstage, there was another floor above, filled with even more people, you wondered how didn't they get a panic attack, just to look at the number of people that were on the backstage plus the rest of the thousands of people that were in the crowd, you were impressed the 4 of them kept it strictly professional, not only professional but sexy.

Watching Alex on the stage, singing thru the microphone, swaying his hips along with the rhythm of his guitar, you thought he was just like soft currents, he went along with the tides, "Miss?" The guard popped your little Alex bubble and showed you the way inside the right side of the stage, it was less flooded with people, and you were greeted by some of the sound engineers, and their manager, you said a quick hi to him, and suddenly someone yelled your name.

"You came!" Breana ran towards you, threw herself on top of you and you fell to the floor, "Oh, I missed you so fucking much!" She hugged your neck tighter and you broke into laughter, you were glad many people couldn't hear how loud were you laughing, "Did I hurt you?" She asked, you said no with your head.

"I didn't know you missed me that much Bree... you look gorgeous by the way!" She politely smiled, and fixed her hair, "You look very good Bree I'm serious"

"And you too!"

"I barely showered, so..." You had to admit, you did plan out what you had in mind to wear to the gig, you tried to look put together, what made you look elegant was the huge white fur coat you were wearing above a skin-tight black dress, black tights with an arrow pattern knitted on the thin material, some black boots, makeup the same as always, sharp eyeliner, with black eyeshadow and a red lip, on your neck hanged a golden necklace with a small cross that Alex had gifted you since you both always joked on how catholic your parents were, he gave that to you as a birthday gift a while ago.

"You look straight out of the runway"

"Straight out of the fucking airport" You joked, she signed you to sit beside her in a black Arctic Monkeys equipment box, you fixed your hair putting it behind your ears, and you watched Alex in awe, you had a good look of him, Breana was having a chat with the rest of the girls but you were captivated by him, the way his lips moved against the microphone, you sort of wished you could walk up there and kiss him, Breana nudged your shoulder and pointed at Matt, he was waving hi at you.

Alex saw Matt giggling and smiling, "Bree?" He asked, Matt said yes with his head and quickly looked to his side, he saw you looking at him, all the sudden his smile grew wider without even him noticing, he didn't hide the way he was looking at you, knew damn well he was already undressing you with that look on his brown eyes, you didn't mind at all, because you were doing the same.

He walked back to the front, set his leg on top of his pedalboard, and said, "I gotta tell you about a girl named Arabella babe!" You giggled, and avoid looking at him because you knew your cheeks would turn scarlet red, you often asked yourself how everything he did was so effortlessly cool, his voice, the way the words just rolled out of his mouth, fuck, to think he might be singing Arabella for you, it made you feel that dull ache between your legs once more, you didn't attend to it after the phone call finished, you were too worried you wouldn't make it on time, but you did and it was all thanks to 2 in 1 shampoo. You wondered how that man could have such magic in his soul, God he was a fucking dream come true.

As the sun started to slowly disappear in front of you, the sky turning a shade of violet, and navy blue, he saw how the last rays of sun hit your very beautiful face, the hours passed by so fast when you have fun, you and Breana often got up to dance, and sing, often wondered whenever he closed his pretty brown eyes, what was he picturing? He seemed like he got lost in his thoughts, completely disconnected himself from everything, and focused on just one thing only.

Just as No.1 Parthy Anthem came to and ending, a girl from the staff grabbed the acoustic from his hands and he thanked her, he grabbed his Jazz master and placed it around his shoulders, plugged it and looked at you for less than a minute, you waved at him with a small smile, he blew you a small kiss, you pretended to catch it and you pressed it on your chest, he walked back to the microphone stand, "Gunna sing you a love song cause I love ya" That small mysterious melody from She's Thunderstorms was played by Alex, Jamie strumming his guitar on down strokes shortly after, you saw the yellow lights illuminating his face as he sang, you felt like a fly, suddenly attracted to the light, even if that's a little funny, it was true, you were walking closer to the stage just to look at him closely, you took a look at the crowd, no one looked like they weren't having a good time, you found it funny how the monkeys just singing a few songs could make thousands of people sing and chant, wave their hands, jump, people seemed to love She's Thunderstoms as much as you loved it, it was your favorite Arctic Monkeys song.

The song slowed down, Jamie gave that last strum to his guitar and the yellow lights went off, the stage went pitch black some smoke mixed in the air, and the mood completely changed when the color blue lighted the stage, Alex walked towards the microphone to sing the next tune, he took a deep breath in, "This one goes out to that booty call that you can't make cause you probably ain't gotta signal 'ere" Your cheeks turned bright red, and you went back to sit next to Breana, trying to hide the blush of your cheeks, Alex and Matt began singing the word "High" setting the tempo, you were still laughing at the things he said on the microphone. After Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High the next song was Fluorescent Adolescent, something you and Breana were excited about, Katie joined you two as well jumping up and down, singing the lyrics with a huge smile, something about that song made you so cheery, you were very pumped when you heard the initial riff.

When 505 finished, the monkeys waved goodbye to the crowd for their small break, they slowly came down some stairs, and you and the girls got up straight to hug them, you said hi to Nick first, then Jamie, and waved your hand at Matt since Breana was too busy kissing him, you stood in front of Alex, "Hi" You said with a silly smile, he was covered in sweat, some strands of his hair falling on his forehead, he had a grin on his face, as he looked at you up and down, on his left hand he carried a small Margarita.

"Come 'ere" He pulled you in, looping his arm around your waist, and hugged you close to him, you smelled the scent of his strong cologne, and you felt so high, he wrapped both of his arms around you and quickly spun you around, you chuckled as he put you back into the ground, "You look very pretty doll" His fingers put some hair behind your ear.

"You don't look so bad yourself" You joked, making Alex chuckle.

"Follow me" He grabbed your hand and took a look around before walking away from the stage.

"Where are we going?" He led you the way around the people, running down the stairs and sneaking into his trailer, you already knew what he wanted to do, so you decided not to make him wait any longer, you pushed him to the couch and straddled him, your thighs on either side of his legs, he threw your coat to the side revealing a black silk dress, that was more like lingerie than a common nightdress.

"Fucking hell darlin', all of this for me?"

"All for you," You said with a smile, you cupped his face with your hands, your thumbs lightly caressing his cheekbones as you slowly lean forward, your lips lightly brushed against his, he sighed his hot breath against yours, and you trapped his bottom lip between your teeth and fold it down gently letting it go, he wanted to kiss you properly but you pushed him back once more, lightly giggling at him, you got down to your knees, your hands traveling up his thighs, feeling the soft denim of his jeans, your fingertips brush against the bulge he had, you stroked his clothed hard cock, you bet it was pulsing, you didn't wanna wait any longer either, willing to make him feel good before the small break was over.

"Put me cock on your mouth love, it's a fuckin' order" You undid the buckle of his belt, and pulled down the zipper of his jeans, you saw the huge size of his dick, wondered if it could even fit inside your mouth, but the thrill made you take his thick cock out of his boxers, the tip was already leaking some precum out of it, the sigh of relief Alex made when you put your lips around his cock fueled you to keep on going, "Fuck babe, just like fucking that" His hand grabbed your hair on a small pony tail, you took his cock in your mouth taking everything that you could, he pulled your hair back and allowed you to breathe, "Next time open wider for me, I know you can do it so come on, let's not waste more time" You nodded, the only thing that you wanted was to give him so much pleasure, that pleasure made you feel happy, you took him in once more, and Alex pushed your head until his whole cock was inside your mouth, tears stinged your eyes, your mouth stretched to accommodate the monstrous size of his dick, you gagged around him, "That's right choke on me fucking cock you little cunt" You had to push back, you couldn't even breath at this point, you coughed several times before cleaning your mouth, you began to stroke him gently with your hand but he stopped you, "Don't want your hand I want your mouth, come on take it, or you can't do that for me?"

"I can do it," You said, "I'll prove it to you" He watched you in awe, he watched how you licked the bottom of his cock with your tongue, up to his tip, and let him sink further in deep, but you were chocking that way, you couldn't stop gagging, drooling, he saw you were doing your best but the position you were taking his cock wasn't the best.

"Get up" His cock slipped out of your mouth, and you got up from the ground, "Lay down on the couch I'm gonna fuck your throat" You did as you were told, laid down on the couch, "If you're not gonna take it I'll make you take it, open your mouth" You opened it, and Alex lifted his eyebrow saying no, "Wider" He ordered, he was so fucking frustrated it impressed you how horny he was, you were proud you made him that way, you opened your mouth wider as he told you and he smiled, "Good girl," He said, he put one of his knees on the couch so he could hold himself up properly and he let his cock slide inside your mouth, you closed your eyes as your let him fuck your throat, it was tough at first, Alex was trying to not to be too rough on you since he knew how sensitive that area could be but he still marked a good pace, it was a very weird sensation you had to say but hearing those little grunts, praises of your name, you knew how much he was enjoying it, and it turned you on, so you pushed your knees up, your dress hitched up, you slid your hand down to your underwear just for Alex to throw your hand to the side, "You keep taking me cock babe, I'll make you feel good" He said, before he could keep on going with whatever he was planing to do to you, all the thrill slipped out of your body and your blood pressure went down when you heard various knocks at the door.

"Alex we gotta get back come on mate where are you?!" Jamie yelled, he very carefully slipped out of your mouth, quickly pulled his jeans up, grabbed your hand, and fixed your dress and your hair.

"Eh... Just a minute I had to call Mum?.." You began to laugh, he covered your mouth but you couldn't stop laughing.

"Oi... tell Penny we miss her and that you have to fucking go!" Jamie knocked on the door once more and left, Alex left a lingering kiss on your lips as he was heading out of the trailer.

"Thanks for being here love I appreciate it" He left a small kiss on your cheek and headed back to the stage.

"You're very welcome!" You said, Alex chuckled loudly and blew you more kisses, you went back inside the trailer to fetch your coat, you were craving a cigarette just to lower the heat of what went down just a few seconds ago, and you closed the door of the trailer and walked to your car, the dark sky and the smell of the cigarettes relaxed your body as you exhaled the thick smoke from your lips, when you finished it you threw it to the ground and stepped on it, little did you know those small seconds of tranquility would come to an end too soon.

You went back to the stage, and you felt all eyes on you, girls from the staff were looking at you and their phones, and others were sneakily taking pictures of you, what the fuck is this? You walked back to where Breana and Katie were, and you tapped Breana on her shoulder, both of their eyes were glued to their screen, "Hey, what did I miss?" You asked, Breana and Katie, looked at you concerned, "What?" You said.

"They know about you and Alex, love," Katie said, her eyebrows pushed together, she was worried, she walked to you and showed you her phone, there was a picture of you from some minutes ago, you and Alex holding hands together walking to the trailer, another one of you walking inside the trailer, then there were a few more of Alex kissing your cheek, someone even took pictured of you smoking, you had the urge to read what the caption said.

"Alex Turner's Booty Call Is Real?!, pictures were taken by a source on the gig, source says that they shared a kiss before Alex left, I bet that something went on in there, look at the hair, maybe she's going for a new style. I didn't think Alex did booty calls but oh well look what we have here! She seems to be another groupie probably another hot supermodel..."

What the fuck?" You scrolled thru the comments, and you read how people compared you to Alex's ex-girlfriends, and other girls he's been seen with, some people called you things like cheap slut, whore, and gold digger, and others defended you trying not to judge too much, the truth is that you didn't even know what to believe, you didn't know if you were just his booty call, or if he would forget you the morning after, did he liked you even? all these questions felt like a ton of bricks, you couldn't even process at what moment that person took those pictures, you scrolled thru the comments, people had found old pictures of Alex walking with you on the street taken by someone from the media, people threw more gasoline to the fire, saying Alex had probably cheated on Arielle with you long before they broke up, you felt a pang of sudden guilt when you knew it wasn't your fault, hell you were even dating someone at the time.

"I swear, I hate the media so much this is such bullshit," Breana said, "You sure you're alright cause I'll find whoever took those pictures and I swear I'll-"

"It's alright Bree I'll be fine... and I do own you both an explanation but I have to go girls I'll be at my hotel, call me when you get to yours" You kissed them both on the cheek, but just as you were saying goodbye to them the gig finished, you were quick to leave but not so much.

He came down the stairs, and also saw the girls upset, "What happened?" Alex asked, with one single look at Katie's phone Alex already knew what happened, he didn't even look back and ran to get you, you were already close to the exit when suddenly cameras were flashed at your face, you couldn't even spot the people that were taking pictures of you, heard your name being called out a bunch of times, felt suffocated in the number of people that were all over you, "Love!" Alex called out, somehow a feeling of relief overcame you, "Come here I got you" He grabbed your arm and looped it around his, he gave you his sunglasses, and covered your face with them, and also to avoid your eyes getting hurt by the unholy amount of light they were exposed to, Alex was a like a shield that helped you get thru the press, he grabbed the door handle of your car and opened the door for you, "Call me when you get to your hotel, let me know you're ok!" You nodded with your head and he closed the door for you.

"Thank you" You whispered and went away.

At the red light in the traffic, you stopped for a moment to grab your phone, opened Twitter, and saw the number of people that began to follow you, you were shocked but not very surprised, you saw it coming soon enough, and you looked at all of the posts you were tagged in one of them in particular called, "Mystery Girl", you saw the thread and read it.

"Alex's new mystery girl is revealed today, the 28-year-old man after breaking up with supermodel Arielle V., seemed to move on from the recent break up very quickly!, he was spotted outside of T in The Park gig with a tall brunette girl that looks around the same age as him, when Turner was fresh out the stage some people swear they saw them walk out together from the stage into the trailer, to get some quick action there, other swear they heard the trailer move, those Alex have another girl? or is it just another booty call?"

"Another booty call? For fucks sake" Your head hit the steering wheel, people on the internet didn't even know your full name and they were already making allegations about your life, and your "Relationship" with Alex, you didn't feel bothered by the people who called you very degrading names, nothing mattered to you anymore, you just wanted to get a nice relaxing bath and pack up your things to leave tomorrow early in the morning.

You parked inside the hotel and locked your car, you were happy no one knew where you were, so without even looking back, you grabbed the elevator to go back to your room, but not even peace lasts for that long, the minute you logged in with the internet the hotel had given you your phone started to buzz again with messages from Alex, and 17 missed messages plus an upcoming phone call.

"Hello?"

"I'm outside, can you see me?" He asked, you walked to the small windows of your bedroom and you sat there, you spotted him sitting by the street carp he waved his hand at you and got up from the ground.

"Yeah, I can see you" You answered drily.

"Are you alright?"He scratched the back of his head and laid it against the brick wall of the other building.

"Yeah, thanks for asking"

"So what were you doing?"

"Packing up my bags I'm gonna leave tomorrow," You said, Alex walked forward and said no with his head.

"I'm coming upstairs wait for me there" He was about to cross the street looking at both sides.

"Don't even bother man, there's no need to-"

"I don't give a fuck, I'm going there tell me what room are you in," He said with a harsh tone, he quickly cross the street and you saw him go inside the hotel.

"418," You said.

"I'll be there in a bit" He ended the phone call, you threw your phone to the bed and felt so stupid, felt like it was a waste of time to even speak to him, you were just a booty call that's it. Minutes later you heard two knocks at the door, "It's Alex, open please," He said, you opened the door and let him in.

"What do you want?" You asked wanting the conversation to be over, "And don't fuck around 'cause I don't have all the time in the world" You sat on the corner of the bed and Alex stood against the TV.

"I know you're upset-"

"Yeah, no shit!" Alex crossed his arms and walked closer to you.

"At least let me talk for fucks sake" He was getting upset by your attitude, he couldn't spot what was wrong.

"Well I don't want to fucking hear it, so go back to dating your supermodel girlfriends or get another girl 'cause I ain't your girl anymore, I never was anyways" You stood up and began to push him to your door but he stood there like the biggest stone ever, you couldn't even push him away.

"I don't want anyone else, can't you understand?!"

You were amazed by his words, he wasn't serious at all, "Oh so you like me now?, you're fucking amazing Alex" You pushed your hair back and walked closer to him, "And I liked you too and...very much, but just- can't you fuck off now? I don't want to hear anything else, I had enough of you"

"I'm staying," He said, taking a step closer.

"You're leaving" Your attempts to push him away only got you to be pushed against the wall, anger and frustration got the best of you two, and without even thinking it Alex kissed you roughly, his lips tasting like rum, and cigarettes, his hands pulled you closer to him, your lower half pressed against the bulge he had on his jeans, you sighed against his lips, "Use me please" It was easy how in just a small kiss you could already be at his mercy.

"I'm gonna ruin you" You smiled at him, and he grabbed a handful of your ass and gripped it tight he lifted you from the ground and threw you to bed, he took that thin dress out of you in the blink of an eye, sat you on top of him, he saw your body and that red wine lingerie you used earlier, he remembered every second of the videos you send him, every movement your body made, how your fingers went in and out of you, and your lips parted to moan his name, his hands went around your ass, feeling the soft material of your tights, you were in deep, lost in the taste of his lips, the feeling of warmth, the taste of his lips, suddenly you heard how he ripped your thighs in half your ass was completely exposed, "Get on all fours," You crawled to the side, swaying your ass up so he knew you were ready, you heard him unzip his jeans and discard them away, along with his shoes, and shirt, you heard the sound of the buckle of his belt.

"What are you doing?" You asked you heard his giggle, you turned your head to the side, and he grabbed your thighs and pulled you to the end of the bed, your feet were on the floor but the rest of your body was on the bed, he took your wrists, now you knew what he was up to, so you didn't oppose because you also want it, he put your wrists together and tied them tightly with his belt so he could have you all at his mercy, he put one leg up in the bed and positioned his cock on your entrance, he teased your clit with his pulsing head, making you whine, and push your body back, "Beg for it" He said.

"Please, Alex... Please" You were swaying your ass trying to get him to give it to you, even smacking it as best as you could but you were struggling, he pulled you by the hair, your back pressed against his chest.

"I can't hear you" He repeated.

"Please Alex, give it to me, I need you... you know I need you, please fuck me please..." You cried for it, you felt so pathetic, crying for him, but it was so worth it, you knew it was gonna be like that, he slipped inside you so easily, didn't even give you time to adjust to his pulsing size, he kept continuously fucking you, slamming his cock inside your cunt, over and over again, with his hand he fondled with your ass and smacked it harshly, "Fuck!"

"Oh fuck, love, God you're so wet... so tight I'm gonna make you cum all over my cock, and leave your ass all red"

"Cum inside me please, fill me up with it daddy I want it" Your dirty words made Alex speed up, the continuous smacking, the sounds of his throaty moans, and the roughness of his trusts had you on the verge of exploding, his hand went down to your cunt, his fingers pressed down on your clit and it only took some slow circles to build you up and to break you down with a loud moan, "Alex!..." You scream into the mattress.

"That's it darling fuck" He made a fist with your hair, driving in and out of you, his hips moving slowly, "Fuck you made a mess" Both of you chuckled, as you came down from your high.

"Fuck I... I..." You couldn't even process anything, you felt so high, so lost in the feeling of his cock inside you, it made you feel so full, so satisfied, he fucked you so good, you couldn't hold back your words, "I love you" You blurred out.

"What?" Alex said.

"I said I love you" Alex flipped you over, your chest pressed against his, his heartbeat was out of control, and he couldn't manage to form a sentence, "I love you Alex, but I just don't what I am to you, I don't get it" He shushed you with a deep kiss, his tongue slipped inside your mouth, taking control over the pace, if it wasn't for the way he was holding you so close your legs would've given up.

"I love you too, and I want us to work, give me the chance to be with you I promise I'll do you good," He said with his big puppy eyes, you wanted to give in and say yes, but you just had one more question for him.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" You asked.

"'Cause I remember you said you didn't want to be in another relationship after...um you know... and fuck I was too scared to tell you something I didn't want you to be away from me so I kept it to meself"

"If we're talking about you Alex, of course, I would love to be in a relationship with you, thank you for giving me space when I needed it, but you should've asked baby, I would have said yes" His smile widens, and yours as well, god you felt like a teenager all over again when the little butterflies in your stomach appeared.

"So is that a yes?" He asked just to treasure himself.

"Yes.." He kissed you once more, and this time it was way more grotesque and deep, you couldn't wait to share more kisses like that with him, you were for once hopeful things would work between you two, and you were willing to put a lot of effort into it.

"Darling" He called.

"Yes, daddy?" You teased him with your soft tone.

"I want you to sit on my face," He said it too smoothly for you, didn't even bother to misbehave, and did as you were told, he laid down on the bed, just as you were about to sit on his face, he sighed you to turn around, you put your right leg where your left one was and the other way around.

"What are you planning Turner?" You asked, he quickly took off the belt from your hands and threw it away.

"I wanted to try this new position with you on the trailer but we were brutally interrupted by cookie, so I'm gonna fuck your cunt with my tongue, and you're gonna take me cock in your pretty little mouth, got it?" You nodded, you lowered your hips so Alex could take you properly, and he lifted his hips so up so he could fuck your mouth, in hopes to impress him you spat on his cock, and the warm spit slowly dripped down from your mouth to coat the head of his cock, he moaned when your hand began to slowly stroke him, his chest sinking as he breathes in deeply.

"Am I doing good daddy?" You asked.

"So good babe, now your mouth darlin'" You smiled and leaned down to take him in, he gasped as your tongue swirled around his cock, and sucked it, your head bopping up and down slowly, occasionally moving your head to the side, he felt so good and he wanted you to feel the same way, he began to tease you with the tip of his tongue he flicked your clit, as his fingers slowly teased your hole.

"Alex..." Your moans were muffled, your whole mouth was full, and you enjoyed this new position, it felt too fucking good, his thin lips sucked your clit and his tongue licked your cunt to taste you, he spread your pussy with his hands, and the tip of his tongue flicked your clit faster, you began to bop your head at the same time his tongue circled your clit, his fingers pumped in and out of you.

"Fuck keep going like that babe, I'm so close" You gagged when he pushed his hips forward, knew exactly he wanted to fuck your mouth, his cock slipped out of your mouth and you tried to compose yourself, twirling your hair together and moving it to the side, your legs were shaking both of you knew you were close to a release, you stroked his cock once more before putting it all in your mouth, he began to jerk his hips forward and back, pushing his cock deeper inside your mouth and at the same time sucking on your clit and pumping his fingers in and out of you, the sound of your moans, mixed with your gagging, pushed him further closer, "Come for me darling" Your legs couldn't stop shaking, and that built-up tension on the pit on your stomach broke apart the moment Alex came inside your mouth in hot spurts, he moaned your name over and over against, God it felt good.

He helped you to lay down next to him on the bed, knew you probably had zero strength to do anything without his help, he wrapped your legs around his and covered you with the blanket, kissed you once more before you drifted off to sleep.

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I am so sorry I promise I’ll stop spamming you about Bishop now (maybe.)

Do you think Bishop could ever be in a healthy relationship? What would the dynamic be like with evil Bishop versus Fast Forward Bishop?

And no I don’t mean Stockshop. 😭

Oh no worries at all I'm enjoying your questions!! Please feel free to spam to your heart's desire. Sorry it took so long to get around to this one, I have admittedly not put much thought into Bishop in romantic scenarios, so I had to think on it a bit!

So, could Bishop ever be in a healthy relationship? Short answer NO. NOT AT ALL LOL

Slightly longer answer, there is some potential depending on how you like to interpret Fast Forward!Bishop. I think it's impossible for Present-day Bishop to be in any sort of healthy romance (and I'll go into way more detail than neccessary about that below 👍) but if you take FF's presentation of the character at face value, there's certainly a possibility.

So long answer, Bishop is one of the single most self-centered, unexamined people to walk the damn earth. There are a lot of factors that go into why he would be just, the absolute worst in a relationship, but the biggest issue is he doesn't give a shit about anybody but himself. If we throw everything else out and consider a hypothetical where he enters a relationship for the relationship's sake, he is not capable or willing to see things from a partner's perspective. In any disagreement he will be unwilling to consider he could be wrong, and will go to great lengths to ensure the other person concedes or backs down. He is a paranoid control freak who would not stand for anything less than being agreed with and obeyed, and he is perfectly willing to break someone down to achieve that. And in a scenario where, indeed, his interest is actually in the other person, we know he has a terrible possessive streak. As long as his interest holds, there is no out for the hypothetical partner. He is going to be emotionally and mentally abusive at best.

Moving more to the particulars of what he'd want a relationship for, it's worth pointing out that Bishop is very single-minded and relentless in his ultimate goal. I find it very difficult to consider a scenario where any single person would be considered worthwhile enough to distract him from that. We've seen him willing to sacrifice personal friends in-canon for the sake of his experiments, (if you ascribe to the theory that J. Finn was mutated on purpose to some degree,) so his work is ALWAYS going to come first. But that's the nicer option, because there is always the possibility that he would consider a relationship if it benefitted his greater goal (OR fed his ego tbh.) In which case, he's only in it for what he can get out of the other person, and the second they've outlived their usefulness to him, well-- I guess it depends on how much sensitive information they know, by that point.

But, okay! Let's consider President Bishop. He's certainly less likely to lure in a partner just to use them and then dispose of them, so he has that going for him. With him, there is a lot of room for how you want to interpret his "change of heart." You could take it at as presented in the show, or read more into his actions based on what we know about his past. Personally, I prefer the latter, but I'll examine both for the sake of thoroughness, and also for funsies.

So let's assume Bishop is being genuine in how he acts, first. In this case, I think there's a decent chance he could learn to be a good partner, though I don't think he'd start out that way and I doubt it'd come naturally to him loL. His job requires a lot of time and attention from him, and he is always going to prioritize it; he is, after all, "a bigger picture kind of guy." Kindness does not come naturally to him, so in times of stress he may default to meaner actions. However, he is also pretty effective in learning and adapting, so with good communication he probably won't make the same mistakes too often. In this scenario I think time constraint really is the biggest obstacle, given his job.

Now, assuming his Good Guy act is just a mask for politics? He's still pretty damn toxic. Bishop's tactics have changed, but his personality remains pretty similar. I'm not sure his pleasant demeanor goes that deep, once you get into more than small talk. It's a necessity for his job, but he still appears to be cold and utilitarian underneath it. He still thinks he's right about everything, and based on the insidious ways he phrases his own backstory to always shift blame away from himself, (even throwing Stockman under the bus, STILL, just to look better in comparison,) he's gotten a LOT better at making it feel like he is always in the right. What you've got is a Bishop who can lie, persuade and charm better, who also still doesn't care about much beyond protecting his territory and using the people around him. This presents us with a partner who, unlike 2000s-era Bishop, is far FAR more subtle with his abuse. And again, heaven forbid he actually genuinely has an interest in his hypothetical partner, because now he has galactic-wide surveillance and public sway on top of the immortality, and they're never getting away.

I hope that answers to satisfaction! Honestly while it's not my cup of tea it is really interesting to examine this facet of his character, so thank you for the question!!

[thelostboys11]

Paul Fluff Alphabet

A/n: This Fluff Alphabet is kinda long. I'm sorry if that overwhelms anyone. I hope everyone is able to enjoy.

Warnings: Mentions of murder, kissing, mentions of weed, cigarettes, and drinking.

Words: 1,356

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Paul is very very affectionate. Even when the two of you are out in public, he will still be affectionate. He would be giving you lots of hugs, holding you close to him and what not. When you two are in the cave, he would start cuddling you.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Paul would be an amazing best friend. The friendship would start by the two of y'all bumping into each other on the boardwalk. The moment he laid his eyes on you, he knew he was going to be friends with you. Later during the night he would slip away from the other boys to find you. After that y'alls friendship blossomed.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Paul literally loves cuddles. He would literally do anything to get your attention and to start cuddling him. Paul would get as close as he can to you when y'all cuddle. He loves the warmth form your body when y'all cuddle.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Paul does wanna settle down with you. Settling down to him would mean you moving into the cave with him and the boys. When Paul tries cooking, it'll literally end up in chaos and fire. But when it comes to cleaning, he can clean decently. He'll probably get distracted halfway through it though.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

When Paul tries to tell you that he wants to break up, he would take awhile to actually tell you. He would be stuttering a lot and stuff. Yours and Paul's relationship would have most likely ended on decent terms so he probably wouldn't kill you or anything.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Paul is definitely wanting to stay committed to you but is scared of getting married. So if you're wanting to get married to him, you'll have to try hard to convince him to marry you. Even if he doesn't want to get married, he still loves you very much and will make sure you know that.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

When it comes to you, Paul can be somewhat gentle physically. If you want him to be more physical when rough housing with him, you'll just have to tell him. But when it comes to him being emotionally gentle with you, he will be very surprisingly gentle.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Paul absolutely loves hugs. If he knows that you like hugs, then he'll give you many hugs. Paul's hugs are very big and warm hugs.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Paul says "I love you" somewhat fast. He doesn't say it immediately but the relationship wouldn't have been in motion for that long before he says it.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Paul doesn't usually get jealous, unless someone is obviously trying to flirt with you, then he'll definitely get jealous. Depending how much the person trying to flirt with you is trying to take it will determine what and how much Paul will do it.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

I honestly don't know how to describe kisses. I'm sorry y'all. Paul likes to kiss you everywhere but mainly on your face and lips. Paul likes being kissed anywhere you're willing to kiss him.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Paul is actually pretty good around kids. He is forgetful though so he might end up forgetting to do something while he's trying to take care of kids.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

The mornings for most people would be Paul's night since he's a vampire. So he'll sleep during the day and will almost always want you to sleep with him. There's no escaping from Paul when he wants you to sleep with him.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights for most people would be Paul mornings kind of like I said before. During this time you'll be spending most of your time with Paul and the other boys up on the boardwalk.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Paul would open up to you semi-early. Once Paul gets to know you and trust you, he'll start to open up to you more and more. Paul will probably reveal the main things sooner rather than later but he has to trust you enough first.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Paul almost never gets angry unless you end up in harms way. If you're in harms way then he'll definitely be angry and will do anything to stop anyone or anything to stop it from hurting you.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Paul remembers some of the main and important stuff but will forget a lot of the other stuff. Sometimes all he needs to be reminded and he'll then remember. And there's times he'll remember a very very small and unimportant things that you said. But other than that, he's decent at remembering things.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Paul's favorite moments with you are when he gets to lay his head in your lap and have you pet him. During these times, he knows he is loved by you.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Paul is pretty protective. He'll do anything to be able to defend you. He doesn't want to see you get hurt. He doesn't worry about needing your protection. He doesn't think he needs it because he doesn't think he'll end up in a situation where he might need it.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Paul isn't the best at things but he'll still try to do something really nice for you. But it will end up not how he wanted but the smile he has on his face when he shows you it will end up being the thing that puts a smile on your face.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Paul sometimes like admiring himself because he is apparently the most handsome person ever. But other than that he doesn't really care about his looks.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Paul definitely feels incomplete without you. You one of the main contributors to what puts a smile on his face, so if you ever leave then he would start to become a mess.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I know people have said this before but I headcanon that Paul has ADHD. Like have you not seen this man. He clearly has ADHD. He can't keep himself quite and still for one damn moment.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

I'm not sure what Paul wouldn't like. Paul probably does weed, smokes cigs, and drinks, so I can't really think of anything that he wouldn't like.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Since Paul is a vampire, he has to sleep during the day and ends up spending his time awake during the night.

[tonberry-yoda]

I Still Love You - Jotaro Kujo

Pairing - Jotaro Kujo x f!reader

Warnings - none!

Word Count - 1,250

Notes - again, i have some jotaro brainrot today i tell you what, i absolutely love this marine biologist

And don’t forget, REQUESTS ARE OPEN! So if you want to request any writing, please don’t hesitate to ask, but please read my pinned post before requesting! Please enjoy!! Don’t forget to stay hydrated! <3

She sighed, blowing her hair out of her eyes. Which one should she get? She swore she had to have been standing in the middle of that aisle for at least five minutes. She had thousands of other worries in the world, so why was she so hung up on which bag of chips she should buy? Finally, after what felt like hours, she threw a random bag into her cart and took off. There was no way she was going to spend any more time down that aisle. But as she ran out, she nearly bumped into someone with her cart. She was such a clutz, it was embarrassing. “Oh, I'm sorry, I should’ve-” She froze, unable to say a word. Every memory, every feeling, it all came back, right then and there.

“J-Jotaro?” He looked different. Really different. His hair was shorter and he looked more clean, minus the dark eyebags, of course. “Jotaro, is that really you?” She tilted her head, confused why he wasn't saying anything. “Dada? Who’s that?” She looked down to find a little girl pulling on Jotaro’s sleeve. She kneeled down to the little girl’s level and stuck out her hand. “I'm y/n. What’s your name, sweetpea?” “I'm Jolyne!” She looked up at Jotaro, who was refusing to make eye contact, and back at Jolyne. “Nice to meet you, Jolyne!” “Are you dada’s friend?” “Uh,” she looked up at him again, noticing a sad look in his eyes. “We used to be… yeah.” “You’re pretty! Dada! Dada! I didn't know you had pretty friends! Can she be my new mama?!” Jotaro looked down at his daughter, shock in his eyes. “No, Jolyne, she can't be your new mama. You still have a mama.” “I know… but-” “Come on, Jolyne.” “But-” “Not buts. Come on.” “You didn't even say hi to your friend.” Jotaro went to pull her away, but Jolyne stood her ground. “We’re not leaving until you say hi.” Jolyne crossed her arms and stuck out her bottom lip. Jotaro groaned and turned towards her, his eyes looking at her for a second before averting away. “Hi. Come on, Jolyne.” Jolyne looked satisfied and waved at her. “Bye pretty lady! Daddy, can she come over?” “No, Jolyne.”

She didn't realize how distant her and the rest of the Stardust Crusaders had become. It was heartbreaking, really. She remembers making Jotaro laugh so hard that milk shot out from his nose. She remembers Kakyoin trying to convince Jotaro that Princess Peach was hot. She remembers Avdol trying to get her and Jotaro together. What happened to that? They used to be fun loving kids… and now they were adults. Apparently Jotaro was married and had a kid now? Why wasn't she or Polnareff invited to the wedding? It just felt like everything they had just disappeared.

“Daddy? Can I get this?” Jolyne held up some brown stuffed bear with a bright smile on her face. “Don't you have that at your mom’s house?” Jotaro pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a long, deep breath. “Yeah, but I want it here!” “You can just bring it when you visit me.” Jolyne sighed and put it back. “Okaaaaay. Hey! It's your pretty friend, dada!” Jolyne ran up to her and wrapped her arms around her leg. “Can she please come over?! I wanna show her my dolphin.” She looked at Jotaro apologetically, trying to pull the feral child off of her leg. “Jolyne, get off of her. Look,” for the first time through the entirety of her shopping spree, Jotaro looked her in her eyes. “I'm sorry about her. She takes after her-” “Yeah, she definitely takes after her dad.” She giggled as Jolyne got distracted by something else. “I meant to say her mom, but…” Jotaro chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “I guess she does kinda take after her dad, huh?” “Oh yeah. She has your eyes too.” She looked into Jotaro’s eyes with a smile. Those beautiful blue eyes. She couldn't believe she lost those after all these years. “It's a little unfortunate though,” Jolyne ran up to Jotaro, jumping in his arms. “She’s not around all that often. She lives with her mom full time, she only visits me every once and a while. It's hard though with my job and all the traveling I do. Plus her mom lives in America and… I'm rambling, aren't I?” Jolyne pulled off his hat and put it on herself. “No, you’re not. I… missed talking to you, Jotaro.” “I missed you.” “Who’s Jolyne’s mom, anyway?” “Oh, you wouldn't know her.” She hummed in response, watching as a hatless Jotaro bounced his daughter in his arms. “You know,” she chuckled and picked a fuzz off of Jotaro’s shirt. “I think after all this time of knowing you, I haven't seen you once without your hat.” “Oh, I know. A rare occurrence for Dr. Kujo.” “Dr.?” “Oh my god, has it been that long?!” She tilted her head. “I got a PhD… in Marine Biology.” “Really?! That's so awesome, Jotaro!” She subconsciously threw her arms around the back of his neck into an embrace and he immediately melted to her touch. “Thank you.” She couldn't help but hold onto him a little longer. He still smelled the same. After all these years, he didn't really change. That’s what she loved about him. And even after all these years, she still loved him.

In the middle of the hug, she felt a little hand reach out and pat her on the back. She looked up to find Jolyne with a bright smile on her face, still in Jotaro’s arm. “Dada, you should get her a super fancy dinner. She’s pretty.” Jotaro slightly pushed her away, blushing, but trying to cover it with his hat that he took back from Jolyne. “Good grief, Jolyne.” She giggled, which in turn made Jolyne giggle. “Well Jotaro,” she waved and turned towards her cart. “I'll see you later. It was really nice to see you again. Brought back a lot of good memories.” She didn't let him see the disappointed look on her face. She didn't want to go. She wanted to stay with him forever. They had the good shit: shared trauma. She wanted him back in her life. But he had a family now. He clearly moved on. Maybe she should’ve too.

She went to push her cart away, but felt a stronger weight pulling against it. She turned to find Jotaro holding onto her cart. “Jotaro?” “Uh… Jolyne’s probably right. I wouldn't mind some dinner.” “Y-You wouldn't?” She felt her face get warm and the feeling of tears forming. She knew she sounded like an idiot, but she didn't care. “No, I wouldn't. So… please?” She nodded, wiping a tear that was about to fall. “Y-Yeah. Yeah. I would love to, Jojo. Uh… I'm free whenever.” “We’ll wait until Jolyne’s back at her mom’s.” “I wouldn't mind Jolyne coming with us. We have plenty of time to go on dates alone.” Jolyne hopped up and down out of excitement. “Yeah! Let’s go on a date with the pretty lady!!” Jotaro giggled and ruffled Jolyne’s hair, putting her back in the cart. “Tomorrow then?” She smiled softly, straightening Jotaro’s jacket. “Tomorrow sounds great.” Jotaro ruffled her hair next and took off with the cart, trying to ignore his embarrassingly red face. But he couldn't help it. Even after all this time, he still loved her.

[surprisingmarch]

❄️A rest day with Snowy❄️

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Snow Miser x GN!Human Reader Rating: 13+ Story Type: Fantasy / Fluff

Words: 1,360

-Y/N = Your name- -GN! = Gender Neutral-

"It's a dark and gloomy day.." You think to yourself as you prepare a PB&J sandwich for the now canceled picnic you were going to have in the meadow just outside your house. Rain peppers down onto your metal roof, causing a rythmatic pitter patter. You exhale through your nose, you really could have used the distraction. You were never really one to sit inside and do nothing, it always does the exact opposite to you than it does everyone else. Most people relax and have a fantastic time, but you? You sit there and stress out about what you have to do next. Till the garden, wash the dishes, water the crops, way too many thoughts. Now that you think about it, you can never sit still or pay attention to anything for too long unless you're really interested, it's like your brain just shuts off or gets foggy. You were diagnosed with ADD as a child but you thought you grew out of that years ago. "I can't still have that, can I?" You snap out of thought, realizing you were starting to over thinking. "I need to think of something to do before I have a full on meltdown and start questioning my health.. again." A light bulb flickers on in your brain, "Snow Miser! I can visit Snow Miser! God I haven't seen him in months.. I hope he's okay. I mean, I'm sure he's fine, his mountain wouldn't be Snowy if he was sick or hurt.... probably." You mumble to yourself.

You rush to pack your comfort foods and picnic blanket into your plain looking picnic basket, you grab your yellow rain coat from the coat rack and slide into it. You grab your picnic basket and rush out the door. No point in locking it, you live in the middle of the woods. You highly doubt anyone is going to look for houses to pillage in the middle of a dense forest. You shriek as the cold rain falls onto your head and face, you forgot to put up your hood. You quickly put it up and start to run to Snowy's giant mountain.

After about 20 minutes of trotting, you finally reach the base of Snow Miser's mountain. You try to catch your breath, you look up into the misty abyss... or is it a dusty layer of snow being blown by some wind..? You're pretty sure it's mist. It looks quite ominous, but it is beautiful. After you finally catch your breath you check your pockets, empty. "SHIT!" You yelled, you forgot the whistle Snowy gave you so he could come get you when ever you wanted to visit. You can't climb this big ass mountain, you can barely climb the stairs. You think you left it in your purse. You pause for a moment. "Would he still be able to hear the whistle if I was at home? If so I've been wasting a lot of time procrastinating the walk here for no reason." You talk to yourself, you face palm. "It's magic isn't it? That's why he said "Anytime you want to visit, just blow the whistle and I'll come to get you!", dumb ass." You mumble to yourself.

You try to think of a way to get Snowy's attention. You stare at the thick snow that blankets the ground around the mountain's base. It's strange how it's springy and warm outside of this little border of snow, magic really is something to behold. You ponder some more. "Could I pray to him? He's like a deity, isn't he?" You mumble, you try to pray to him in your mind. "Snowy, I forgot my whistle and I'm stuck at the base of your mountain. If you can hear me please come get me, I really need a fun day away from crops and yard work. My hands are calloused and their practically bleeding. I chipped a nail on a pebble yesterday, I don't even know how I managed that. Also I forgot to wear long sleeves." Suddenly, you feel an icy hand grab your shoulder, you practically jump out of your skin. "Jesus Snowy, my God are you trying to give me a heart attack!?" You turn around, Snow Miser cackles at you. "Sorry sugar plum, I didn't mean to scare you. I just thought it'd give you a nice icy chill down your spine." He chuckles again. He throws you over his shoulder and teleports back into his castle, right into the throne room.

"You really should have worn long sleeves dear, as you know it gets a bit nippy up here." Snowy says jokingly as he sets you down on the ground. "Just a bit?" You ask, sassily. You feel a soft tug on your sleeve, you look down, one of Snow Miser's minions has a big puffy coat and a hat ready for you to wear. "Oh, thank you baby." You pat the little minion on the head. "So, you've been working hard, have you?" Snow Miser asks, as you set your basket on the ground. A minion rushes to pick it up then scurries away towards the kitchen. You start to take off your soaking wet raincoat. "Well, I've tried my best to, gardening is harder than I anticipated." You put the coat and hat on, everything's so warm, almost as if he had it on a heater. Another little minion scurries over to steal your raincoat then scurries away. "Which part of gardening, the bending down, the pulling of weeds, the constant watering, or is it all the bugs and critters that eat your veggies?" Snow Miser asks. "It's the bending down to pull out weeds, my back feels like it's going to break in two. Don't get me wrong the critters piss me off too, but I just don't have the back for this kind of shit anymore. I've tried warm compresses but it doesn't seem to be helping it. Any tips?" You ask. "Just one," Snow Miser pats his lap. "A cold compress works better in this situation in my opinion." Snow Miser replies. You waddle over to Snow Miser, he picks you up and sets you in his lap facing him. "Where does it hurt?" Snow Miser asks. "My lower back." Snow Miser presses his hand against your back, it's feels incredibly soothing.

You let out a deep sigh. "Thank you.. It feels so good... I might just have to take a nap on you." You say half jokingly. "You're welcome to, my little toasty fruit cake." Snowy responds. "You're a fruit cake.." You respond grumpily. "What happened to my other nickname?" You quarry. "What, snow bird? I thought you didn't like that one." Snow Miser teases. You grumble. "What, do you want me to start calling you snow bird again?" Snowy asks with a mischievous grin on his face. You nod and press your head against Snowy's chest, you close your eyes. The drafty air sends a refreshing chill down your spine. "Rest well, my little snow bird." Snow Miser whispers as you finally fall asleep.

You wake up in Snow Miser's arms, you sleepily gaze around the surrounding area. He seems to be walking down one of his long corridors. "Don't worry my little snow bird, I'm just carrying you to bed." Snow Miser says softly, you pout in response. "Nooo... you're so comfy, I don't want a bed.." "I'm afraid if you sleep on me for too long you might get a cold." Snowy responds quite coldly as he lays you in a bed and starts to tuck you in. "Stay with me.." You mumble as you start to drift back to sleep, you close your eyes once more. The bed is so soft and cool, it's so comfy. A few moments pass before you feel the bed jar, a cold heavy arm wraps around your waist and pulls you closer to a much larger form. "Looks like we're having a relax day, isn't that right Y/N?" Snow Miser asks softly, but you had already fallen right back to sleep. Snowy chuckles to himself. "Goodnight, little snow bird."

[iloveyouemanuelmarco]

Hey, my name is Emanuel or Marco and thank you for stopping by to visit my official Tumblr Blog or something like that. Lmfao currently I am a 16 year old[mostly-digital]artist and animator who is multifandom but mostly draws fictional gay thick or big-booty buff men in a 2000s anime/manga inspired artstyle which sometimes leans on the "kawaii" or moe side and other times is somewhat based off of edgy amature art stuff from the older side of the internet[Think of the super cringeworthy stuff you'd find on NewGrounds, YouTube or DeviantArt back somewhere around 2007]. When I draw different stuff related to my interests, it may get on the side of edgelord content such as gore/blood/guts/violence/weapons[Fictional NSFL btw], creepy/horror related content, suggestive or NSFW[Not really]self-indulgent stuff, maybe venting if I feel ready to be open like that sometimes I guess it depends and OTPs along with OCxCanon content and crackshipping. If you're uncomfortable with any of that then please for your own saftey leave my page and take care of yourself thank you♡. I don't know what other stuff to put here other than I've recently started working on my idea for a Five Night's At Freddy's self-insert alternate universe fanmade-webcomic and a Saga Of The Dead/Road Of The Dead fanmade comic game continuation due to it being an on and off hyperfixation and special interest of mine roflmao.

To get more into about who I am as a person without accidentally violating my own privacy and saftey, I am a somewhat gender-nonconforming or genderfluid/bigender??(Idfk, man)bisexual aceflux FtM/transgender man who uses both he/she pronouns but please don't use they on me thx. While I am apart of the LGBTQIA+ communtiy on the interwebs I am also a professionally dxed autistic and ADHDer who may get distracted irl and go afk somewhat so if I suddenly disappear for a couple days or something on other social media platforms I hopefully haven't been murdered/j(Please use tone tags with me if asked since I do have a hard time reading social norms irl okay thank you). I want to try a polyamrous or queerplatonic relationship with other people in the future but not now obviously since I still need to work on being better when it comes to the mental health department lol xD(I am stone faced as I am typing lol). I am a white-latine person who is making an attempt to learn more about his culture and to understand more of the language but sometimes I may struggle due to cognitive difficulties so please keep that in mind and be patient with me...My DMs are open 24/7 in looking for new mutuals on here but I may be somewhat vulgar or off putting under my overly-cautious mom-friend nature once you get to know me. That being said don't be afraid to tell me if I am making you uncomfortable in any sort of way due to that or if I'm accidentally supporting someone or something problematic in nature ok? Good.

To keep in mind of what I am gonna post on here, it's probably very stereotypically fanboyish or some sort of dumbassery depending on the context but then again it's my page so Idfc :]. Main fandoms are mostly hyperfixations or special interests of some sort such as Undertale/Deltarue including AUs, Five Night's At Freddy's(Both the canon and sometimes the OG 2014 Rebornica nightguards au) and the Saga Of The Dead or specifically for me the Road Of The Dead 2010 Newgrounds flash games by EvilDogGames and SickDeathFiend(one of my more obscure??obsessions). Other things related to cartoons and videogames I really find comfort in are My Little Pony:Friendship Is Magic, Minecraft? Roblox, YouTubers, Vocaloid/Utaloid related content, Spider-Man: Across The Spiderverse, EddsWorld, Invader Zim, Pokémon, Postal, Hatred, Team Fortress 2 and admittedly some Friday Night Funkin'(I know it's dumb sorry about that). There's definitely more but I can't really list them all rn so yeah that's about it for this section...

When it comes to music, my taste is pretty diverse though I do have some obviously favourite genres but I am always looking to expand my horizons and more. Bands such as Green Day, Three Days Grace, SlipKnot, Korn, My Chemical Romance, System Of A Down, Linkin Park, Falling In Reverse(I am a Ronnie Radke hater though, so far he seems like another douchebag asshole), Asking Alexandria, Sleeping With Sirens, Sum-41, Pierce The Veil,, Black Veil Brides, Falling In Reverse, Set It Off, Get Scared and Bring Me The Horizon just to name a few. Though if you want my preferred genres when picking stuff I guess that would include stuff like Nightcore(not technically a genre but shut up please/lh), Rock, Pop-Punk, Trace, Emo, Techno, Happy Hardcore, Classical, maybe Lofi and I wanna get more into Rap or Hip Hop but specifically Drill. 80s and 90s stuff is cool too, it really just depends on what I find on the internet :D.

General hobbies include reading, writing which includes imaginative stories and poetry, drawing(duh), singing, dancing, helping to bake with others, cosplay or just dressing up in cute outfits at tbh, watching anime, reading manga, playing videogames, collecting figurines sometimes, roleplaying, cleaning/organization, studying earth and animal science related topics, watching cute animal videos on the interwebs, memes that suit my broken sense of humor, spending time with relatives and caring for irls who I hang out with, listening to music(who doesn't??), visual novels, robotics in fiction and irl, subcultures that were prevalent in the 2000s such as the type of fashion style you'd find on Myspace scene or emo kids, anything kawaii/cute or edgy and dark, taking naps, snuggling with my stuffed animals, learning instruments and just enjoying nature scenery on days when I am more avaliable irl. I also want to travel the world or something similar when I finally can and to learn how to code so I can program my own videogame ideas but baby steps T-T.

Do not follow or interact with me in a free-form and casual manner if you are a proshitter/profiction/comshipper, fujoshit/fudanshit or himejoshi/himedanshi, are a lolicon/shotacon of any sort, are a transmedicalist/radfem, anti-neopronouns/anti-xenogenders/anti-therian/anti-furry/anti-alterhuman/anti-fictionkin/anti-otherkin or anti objectum(I don't understand or identify with these things but as long as they're not hurting anyone I support and don't find any problems with it), are a radinclus/"radqueer"/"TransID"/support trans racial idiots or mspec "lesbians", support AI Generated "Art" and NFTs or CryptoCurrency, is bodily under 13, are pro-para, are in pro-£D or pro-$H spaces, are a MAP/P£do, Z0o or Necro(Please go to jail:3), support DreamWasTaken or the Dream Team, support endogenic "systems" or fakeclaim random people without proof because they're cringe(Genuine mental illness fakers dni you suck and I pray no one with actual tourettes, DID/OSDD or autism cross paths with you for their sake. Lmfao stfu and gtfo). Also it should be obvious but anyone who's LGBTQIA-phobic, racist, xenophobic, ableist, misogynistic, islamaphobic, antisemetic, ableist, fatphobic or supports hateful and degenerate shit or problematic creators get out now before I block you<3.

Random thing that's not as important but Jeremy/Scout, John Creaseman, Postal Dude, William Afton/Dave Miller/Springtrap, Micheal Afton, Henry Emily, Vincent Bishop and me are in a complex polyam relationship so haters dni uwu(Please help me I wanted to die writing that emoticon *barf*). But seriously I know it's weird but they all are sort of comfort characters to me in some way shape or form so it's ok if you don't like some of them but please don't complain if you dislike them. I'll respect your opinion and you'll respect mine like civilized "adults"☆.

[i-killed-a-prostutute]

Miya twins nsfw alphabet~

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Atsumu:

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

He's not the worst but he could definitely be better. It takes a little asking to get him to get you things.

B: Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes your pussy. *I'm sorry 😖* He likes how it feels, how it reacts to him, and he thinks it cute. He does love other parts of you and that is not the only reason he's dating you but it's his favorite. He likes his dick and face.

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

He will fill you up with it. He thinks it's so hot when you are covered and filled with his cum.

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

He wants to share you with his brother but since he already told you no 3 ways with other guys he doesn't want to seem like a hypocrite or you end up liking his brother more then him.

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

Alot. He likes to think he's a sex god lmao. Pretty cocky so if you say he didn't do a good job, good luck if he gets his hands on you again.

F: Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Does face sitting count? Please just sit on this man's face. He likes to 69 too so please.

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

He's not above cracking a few dumb jokes but can snap to serious in and instant...its kinda scary sometimes.

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

Clean shaven, he just thinks it makes his cock prettier.

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

He's pretty romantic but can flip back and forth in the drop of a hat.

J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Nah, he has you. Will do it if you're not in the mood but will grumble to himself.

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Please let him fuck or finger you in public. He likes the idea of someone catching you, so fucking hot. Basically the type of guy to invite friends over and fuck you in the kitchen while they sit in the livingroom.

L: Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere any time bb 😜.

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

He likes when he playfully slaps your butt and if you moan, holy shit it's so hot. Likes when you wear his jersey but his highschool one. 'Keep your sticky fingers off' his current jersey -direct quote

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

Refuses to have a 3 way with another guy, has to be another girl or no deal. Don't distract him while he's at practice or planning things for games he gets mad. Had to learn that the hard way 👉🏻👈🏻

O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes. This man will tongue fuck you for hours. Also please suck his dick any kind of dick sucking he likes but he loves to face fuck you most of all.

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He's good at both and can keep it slow and romantic or fast and rough whatever you want bb 😘.

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

He's a big fan of quickies. One of his favorite encounters with you is when he just got home after a week or so and a long ass flight and you ended up doing it right there in the entryway.

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

He's willing to try most things at least once, but he knows his limits.

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

Hours on end, you get tired before him. They literally say his stamina is 5/5 so good luck 🥵.

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

He owns a few himself and he's totally down to use them on you and himself. He likes when you pick out new ones together.

U: Unfair (how much they like to tease)

So, so unfair he is a dick when it comes to teasing it's almost none stop. He likes to edge you and cum all over you.

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

Not too loud, not too quiet just like goldilocks once said 'it's just right'. Tells you how good you're making him feel and isn't afraid to moan your name.

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

He's made out with a guy on a dare. Was so drunk he and his team all thought it was funny but he regretted it the next morning.

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those

pants, picture or words)

He's average girth and length just like Osuma. Only difference is he curves left.

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It's on the higher end. He likes sex and he likes having sex with you. Quickies, all night, for breakfast, lunch, and dinner lol.

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

He likes to tire you out sometimes so he can focus on work. So if he has something important to do he's going to fuck you until you pass out, sometimes this does backfire and you both just pass out lol.

Osuma:

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

Osuma is much better at after care. He may not express it but he's worried he pushed you too far or maybe even hurt you. He always makes sure you're alright and gets you anything you need/want.

B: Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He's allowed to pick one? He didn't know people had preferences. Uh….face?

On himself he loves his hands because he played volleyball with them and now gets to use them to make food all the time 😊.

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

He doesn't really like it. He doesn't like the taste, smell, or texture of yours and his. He just doesn't like it. His loads are big tho so be ready to be stuffed.

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

He wants to fuck you in the restaurant, he doesnt like public sex but he wants to do it while its closed and if you like public sex you can pretend there are people lol.

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

Eh 🤷🏻‍♀️. Hes dabbled with girls kissing, touching, sex but he's actually only gone all the way with 2 girls so you may have to help him along.

F: Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He likes when there's a pillow under your hips so he can kneel and not lay on top of you. He thinks he's heavy.

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

He's pretty damn serious so if you're feeling a little awkward or nervous he won't do much to ease it. He does constantly ask if you're ok tho so that's...a plus?

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

Clean cut but not shaven, he tried to shave once and cut himself so he refuses to do it now. Its black of course but the happy trail is literally perfect 🤤.

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

He thinks he's being romantic but you can see he's kinda nervous and holding back, once he knows you're comfortable he's pretty rough. He likes to nip and bite but he doesn't like breaking the skin. Will leave bruises.

J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Some times but since you guys are dating he's more satisfied with sex so he'll only do it if it's been a while since you've done it.

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He likes biting and dabbles in bondage but nothing to intense hand cuffs, a tie, one of your scarfs, stuff like that.

L: Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Mainly in the apartment he's cool with anywhere. The only place outside of that is in the closed restaurant.

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

He likes when you cook for him, and he likes the 'uh no all I could find was this apron *wink wink*'. He also likes when you come sit between his legs to get your hair braided/done.

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

He likes biting but doesn't want to actually hurt you so he does not break skin. He also doesn't like being the one tied up, he doesn't like feeling out of control. Also doesn't like oral but it's a bounder that has to be talked threw ⬇️.

O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Nah he doesn't like giving or receiving, if you beg sure he'll give or receive but that's your birthday/Christmas present. Sorry :/

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He's another boy whose nervous in the beginning but holy fuck it's like you decided to roll around in the sack with an angry wolf. If he hurts you he'll stop instantly and apologize.

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

Yeah he has pinned you against the walls after you were teasing him in the restaurant. You were lucky he didn't just pin you face down on the counter, but there were still customers.

R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks counter.)

He's willing to try a few things but he likes what you guys normally do. He's pretty good at switching it up so it never gets boring and every now and then he'll throw in something new to catch you off guard.

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

Three to four rounds, he loves to turn you into a mewling mess so if you need another round to melt he can probably tough it out but will be extremely tired.

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

Toys...nah. He does own one of those triangle sex pillow things. He can bend you over it, use it to prop up your hips, he can lean on it while you bounce on his dick, he loves it.

U: Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He doesn't really do it unless it's a session where you're tied up. 'Your so helpless I could do whatever I want~'. 'Come on I can't hear you, tell me what you want Y/N'.

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

He groans and moans, it's a little quieter than you want it but it's cute. Lick up his neck and he'll let out a little whimper.

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

He's died some of his pubes before. He wanted to fuck with someone and make them think he actually had natural grey/silver hair. *Like the scene in fruits basket lol*

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Mid sized the exact same size as Atsumu, but Osuma's curves right.

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

His is an actually average sex drive. He can take breaks and be fine and he can match yours pretty easily unless it's really low.

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

Osuma could stay up for hours after the deed is done so if you go for a round or two in the morning he'll be fine until you go to sleep that night, might be kinda cranky but he'll survive.

[stacywaters]

Hidden Behind a Smile (JIN) CH1 - Card Declined

As I'm checking someone out, a masked figure enters the shop. I continue scanning the items for the current person, but when they leave, I glance at the cameras around the store and find him browsing the aisles.

When he comes to the register, I scan his items like normal. He gives me his card to pay with, and instantly a beeping rings through the store and a red message pops up: "DECLINED".

"Oh no, I'm so sorry, I'll go put it back..," He mumbles, a blush of embarrassment present on his face.

I sigh, "it's not that much. Just take it."

"Are you sure? I don't want to steal and-"

"It's no big deal. Have a good day, sir." I respond.

"I'll repay you, I promise! Thank you so much!" He grins, running out the door.

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The day was moving very slowly. Despite being 6 hours into my shift, it felt like a million had passed. I don't see anyone in the store, so secretly I pull out my phone and begin scrolling through social media.

"Umm... is this register open?"

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I got distracted. Yes, it is!" I toss my phone to the desk and begin scanning items.

I was so busy scanning that I hadn't even looked at the customers face before asking for a payment method. When I did, I felt myself fall back a bit, catching myself on the counter.

"Y-you-... you're"

"Haha, yeah." He muttered.

"I'm sorry, you probably get that all the time. How will you be paying today?"

"Cash." Jin replied.

He passed me some money and I counted, "Um, I'm not sure we have change for a $100..."

"It's alright, keep the change." He smiled.

"I'm afraid I can't do that J- er, sir. What you're buying is only $17.89" I stutter.

"It's a tip. Call it a gift from a friend" He winks, then promptly exits the store.

I stand there 🧍 starstruck, a bunch of 20s in my hand. Initially, this day was going pretty terribly. First the incident this morning that I was going to have to pay for, then 6 hours of boredom. Now, I got to meet Jin AND got a huge tip?

The grin doesn't leave my face for the rest of the day.

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When I get home, I turn on my K-pop playlist and begin washing the dishes. Whenever Jin starts singing, I smile to myself.  I can't believe that happened!! Was that even real?

[kpopstanships]

Hello! Back to request here! Tbh, Your amazing ship ideas are too much to try and avoid requesting

How have you been? I hope everything's great for both the admins !

My request is for : Personality MTL

Groups : ATEEZ and BTS .

Personality : My case for Hogwarts house is like Harry Potter's , I'm a hatstall (Slytherin+gryffindor) .

I give off very innocent(it's due to my face) , shy , unique , rebellious and smart vibes in the beginning . I'm actually smart , but i am also very talkative. I've been complimented as cute and pretty and I am also the tomboy of my group. Though my friends tell me i look more pretty when I dress and behave like a girl . I am very supportive , caring and tbh a little bit bossy around my loved ones . Okay so I love cooking but i don't wanna learn it , so this might give you the idea of what kinda person I can be , at my laziest . I might get stressed , but a distraction is all i need to calm myself down! I'm an extroverted introvert , i talk a lot and get along with everyone, but i have great observant skills and need me-time to recharge . I've noticed myself being very kind and helpful. But I'm also unforgiving if the person makes a huge mistake.. I don't like giving people second chances due to my past experiences. I've also noticed myself being very blunt and direct .. to the point where i don't realise that it's hurting them . I hate passive aggressive behaviour , egoistic people and especially people who lie or can lie easily. I have some tantrums when I have ~those~ days .. but otherwise I'm very understanding. I would say I'm childish , but when time calls for it , i know how to be a mature person . I hate spending someone's money for myself (i even hesitate in my parents money) but I'd love to spend mine on my loved ones !

I'm actually the one who has problems in showcasing my abilities and qualities..but being around people who easily show it out helps me and encourages me ! I'm bit of a lazy slack .. and try my best to be active ,but there are some lazy days ..

Thankyou for your efforts! And sorry for being so descriptive ..

Thank you! I hope you have a great week!

Hello again we’re glad you decided to comeback. These requests are long overdue as we had quite a few irl things pop up but we’re finally back. Hopefully the ship was worth the wait. Also never apologize for being descriptive it helps us out a lot actually!

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BTS

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[rainystrangerthingsimagines]

Because I Said So: Part 2

You barely slept on the couch, jumping at the sound of the door opening. You leaned up, hoping your prayers were answers to see Will. Liam walked in however, you frowning slightly. "Hey you." He said softly. You sniffled. "Hey" You whispered, him dropping his bag before walking over to you. He sat next to you. "Did you sleep?" He asked. "Not well." you admitted. He nodded, looking at your face. He moved strands of hair out of your eyes, looking at you. Your bottom lip trembled as you hugged his neck, him holding you. 

Jonathan walked over, kneeling to you. "I'm going to make us some breakfast, do you want to help?" He asked. You nodded through the tears, letting go of Liam. "Let-let me get dressed," You breathed. He nodded as you disappeared into your room. "How long has she been like that?" Liam asked, helping Jonathan clear off the table. "All night, I think" Jonathan admitted. "oh no- leave that," Jonathan halted him from picking up the "Missing" Poster of Will. "Sorry" Liam apologized. "You're good" Jonathan assured. You came out of your room, fully dressed now.

"Lee I'm-I'm really cold can I borrow your jacket?" You asked. Liam nodded, taking off his jacket and wrapping it around you. You smiled halfheartedly at him as you walked over to the kitchen. You didn't say much while cooking, you knowing damn well Jonathan asked you to do this to distract you. Joyce woke up, her not having changed from her clothes last night. "Morning Liam." She said hoarsely. "Morning Mrs. J." Liam greeted. She lit her cigarette, your mouth watering for one. Joyce never knew about your little stress habit. You never wanted her to know about it either. 

"All right, Mom. Breakfast is ready" Jonathan said as you put it on a plate. "Sit Liam, I made extra for you." You nodded to the empty chair. "What? No, be careful of the poster." Joyce waved off Jonathan. "You have to eat mom." You said softly. "I can't eat." She mumbled. "I just need you to eat, Mom." Jonathan said softly. "Listen, listen. The Xerox place opens in, like, 30 minutes..." Joyce said, you nodding, "No, I know. I told you, I got it." Jonathan said softly. "So I'm gonna have Karen take you, 'cause I should be here." She said. "Okay." Jonathan nodded. "We need to make, what, 200, 300 copies?" She rambled. "mom" "How much is a copy?" "Mom- Mom." "Ten cents?" She asked, Liam looking at you then Joyce as he ate quietly. 

"If we- ten cents" She grabbed the money on the table "Mom, Mom! Y-You can't get like this, okay?" Jonathan asked, grabbing her hands. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." she apologized, wiping her eyes. "No, it's okay." You said softly before knocking on the door rung out through the house. You all went to the living room as Joyce answered the door, Liam staying at the table.

"We've been waiting six hours." Joyce said, looking at Hopper. "I know, I came as soon as I could." Hopper said quietly. "Six hours." Joyce reminded. "A little bit of trust here, all right? We've been searching all night, went all the way to Cartersville." Hopper said, you looking at a tired Liam. Realization hit you as you slipped back into the kitchen with him. "did you seriously stay there all night?" You asked, slightly concerned. "I-I... I wanted to help and... I don't know, it wasn't intentional it just happened." He muttered as Hopper walked in, picking up the phone.

Liam rose a brow at the charred speakers. "What the hell?" he muttered. "Storm barbequed this pretty good." Hopper muttered. "The storm?" Your mom asked. "What else?" Hopper asked. "You're saying that that's not weird?" Joyce asked. "No, it's weird." Hopper admitted. "Especially because that doesn't make sense. That's external frying, for it to be an electric fry from a storm, it has to be internal." Liam said, motioning to the phone. "And you know this how?" Hopper asked. "I'm a tech nerd." Liam sighed, you looking at him with a slight smile. "Can we, like, trace who made the call? Contact the-" "No, it doesn't work like that." Hopper said, irking you. You hated how dismissive he was being. 

"Now, uh, you're sure it was Will? Because Flo said you just heard some breathing." Hopper asked. "No. It was him, it was Will... and he was scared. And then something-" "It was probably just a prank call. It was somebody trying to scare you." Hopper said. "Who would do that?" You asked. "Well, this thing's been on TV. It brings out all the crazies, you know. False leads, prank calls, uh-" "No, Hopper, it was not a prank. It was him." Joyce insisted. "Joyce." Hopper sighed, Liam yawning tiredly. You looked over at him, putting your sleeve covered hand on his shoulder. "You need sleep, go lie down in my room." You whispered. He nodded drowsily, kissing your forehead before going to your room and closing the door.

"I'm not saying that you're making it up. All I'm saying is it's an emotional time for you." Hopper said. "And you think I don't know my own son's breathing? Wouldn't you know your own daughter's?" She asked, giving the air a new tension. Hopper walked further into the kitchen. "You hear from, uh, Lonnie yet?" He asked. "No." You answered. "It's been long enough. I'm having him checked out." Hopper said, walking towards the door. "Oh, come on! You're wasting your time." Joyce yelled as he left, Jonathan trailing after him. 

You inhaled sharply. "Mom... Do I have to go to school today?" you asked. She looked at the door and then you. "No sweetie. No. Get some sleep." she said softly. "Do you care if I sleep with-" "Keep the door cracked." She said. You nodded, hugging your mom before walking into your room. You cracked the door, laying down. Liam leaned up slightly, you rolling into his grasp. He held you close, Jonathan seeing you through the crack. He was silently thankful that you were finally asleep.

"So, not to sound weird but what's going on with you and Liam?" Will asked. "What- Nothing- nothing's going on." you said, coughing out smoke. "Liar" Will snorted. "Am not! We're in a band together, he's a good bassist and singer but that's it!" You said. "Uh-huh." Will said. You sighed and flopped down on your bed. "And he has nice black hair. It's soft. Or it least looks it anyway." You muttered. Will smiled. "And he writes good music- my god he's a lyrical genius." You said, Will chuckling silently. "He does this thing where he puts his pick in his mouth when he's writing and it's weirdly cute." You added, unaware that Liam was walking by, stopping at Jonathan's door with a smile as he heard you speak. "Uh Y/n" "He smells nice too. Like cinnamon." You added "Y/n." Will tried to stop you. "What? you wanted to hear the details, is it too gross for you-" "No he's right there." Will hushed. Liam smiled, turning around. 

Your face went a hot red, Will snorting. "I'm gonna go..." Will slipped out, Liam walking in. "I'm cute?" He asked. "ahhaaa kill me" you breathed out making him chuckle. "No no, do tell me more on how I smell like cinnamon" Liam teased. "Oh my god let me die now" You whined. "Why haven't you said anything?" He asked. "because we've known each other our whole lives Liam. I mean, I don't know if you like me sometimes or just treat me like a younger sibling or what." you sighed. "We have practice soon so let's just-" 

"You twirl your drumsticks when your thinking." Liam said. "What?" You asked. "You love your brothers more than anything else in this world." He said. "Okay but-" "you do this thing when you're focused where you bite the end of your pencil and tap it to your nose afterwards- you get that from Joyce from what I've seen." He said. You blinked. "You typically work closing shifts because you're a night owl and tend to be more active." He said. You swallowed hard as Liam moved closer to you. "You smell like coffee and that daisy perfume you wear to mask the smell of cigarettes." He said softly, your back against your dresser. "You are beautiful and incredibly smart but don't realize it most of the time." He whispered. Your eyes lingered on his lips. 

"When is the next time you're off?" Liam asked. "day after tomorrow" You muttered. "Great... great... I'm taking you on a date, see you at six." He said pulling away. He walked like he was about to leave but stopped in the doorway as if he was debating something. He turned around as you reached for your bag, kissing you before finally leaving. You stood in place shocked as Will snorted, him seeing you as he walked to the kitchen.

You and Liam had been together now for three years. Not one fight or argument between the two of you. You felt safe with him and it helped that he seemed to fit right in with your family. He had a shitty homelife but a good uncle who took him in when his parents died. You remember that dreaded day too, being at his house with Jonathan as Liam's uncle called his brother trying to figure out why he wasn't home yet.

Your mom had come to pick you both up when the police came, flashes of red and blue filling the house. Liam was oblivious to everything going on as his Uncle ran outside. The funeral was hard for Liam, understandably so. Liam was only six.

He was forced to grow up despite the fact he was still a child. Liam lazily opened his eyes looking over at you. You were still sound asleep. He was thankful for that, he could see you beat yourself up internally over all of this. He slipped out of bed, careful to not wake you. Joyce was out from the looks of it and it was about 12:00 so Jonathan wasn't quite home yet.

Liam felt bad that he wasn't out there still searching. Liam liked Will, he was a good kid. He watched him grow up, he watched you with him. Liam lit a cigarette, looking out the window.

Liam sat on the floor playing with Jonathan as you colored. Raphael, his uncle was trying to call his brother to no avail, they still weren't home. Liam was unaware to the oddity of the situation. He liked Uncle Ralph's. He liked home too of course, but his uncle's house was more fun.

You colored quietly when Jonathan tapped your shoulder. "Wanna play with us?" He asked. "Daddy said-" "Daddy's not here and Uncle Ralph isn't a snitch." Jonathan reminded. You looked at Liam who handed you a lego and you put down the crayons, smiling as you played with them. "So is this like godzilla or-" "Oh my god, your sister is a genius!" Liam said making you giggle.

Red and blue lights began flashing, you looking over your shoulder as Raphael ran out the door. Joyce soon arrived, the front door wide open to the view of Raphael sobbing on the ground. Joyce walked in, tears in her eyes as you stood up. Lonnie, thankfully wasn't with her. Joyce wiped her eyes, kneeling to Liam. "Hey sweetie, you're spending the night with us tonight." She said. "Really? That's cool!" Liam said. "One second, baby... Liam something happened... when your parents on the way home" "they can tell me about it later, I have to pack-" "Liam, your parents-" Liam was already rushing off to pack up his backpack.

Joyce's bottom lip trembled, you and Jonathan already putting together the severity of the situation. "Liam" you called, him poking his head out. "What's up?" He asked. "... I think you should listen to mommy." You muttered. He looked at Joyce confused as she explained everything to him. His parents were gone.

He dropped his backpack and began to cry, you looking at him with a sad look. Jonathan didn't know what to do. But you stood up, hugging him. Liam, from that moment on formed an attachment to you. Something in him had just attached himself to you. He loved you, he cared about you. 

At the funeral, he sat with you, him asking his uncle if it was alright for you to sit with the family. He looked over at you a few times. Lonnie had something to say about that friendship, calling Liam odd for his bestfriend being a girl. Jonathan hated hearing that, as did Raphael. Multiple arguments broke out multiple times with Lonnie and Raphael. Neither you or Liam cared. The only thing the two of you cared about was each other. 

Liam felt a pair of arms hug him from behind, him holding his hands over yours. "I didn't wake you, did I?" He asked softly. "No." You answered. "Where's mom?" You asked. "I'm not completely sure, she never woke me or you and I know Jonathan left with Karen this morning." Liam answered. "She mentioned a new phone last night." You muttered. Liam looked over. "Right. Right I wanted to look at that." He said, slipping out of your grasp.

 He picked up the phone, looking at it. "Yeah this is just flat out confusing." He said, looking at it. "I mean it doesn't work so you can take it apart if you want." You said. He looked over. "My tool box still here?" Liam asked. "Yeah, under the sink." You nodded. "Get it for me, please." he said. You nodded, opening the cabinet and pulling out his tool box. 

He unplugged the phone, sitting at the kitchen table as he took it apart. "Yeah- yeah I was right! This fried itself externally- look at this!" He said, holding out the exposed phone. None of the internal wiring was fried. "What the hell?" You muttered. "Exactly, what the hell is going on- even the cord is fine!" He said, holding up the telephone cord. 

The front door opened and Joyce threw down her bag, unboxing something. "Mom?" You called. "He-hey sweetie." She said, walking over to the phone jack. She plugged in a new phone, pulling the recliner to the kitchen, and sitting down. "Mom, what are you doing?" You asked. "Waiting for another call." She said, looking over. "What are you guys doing?" She asked. "Figuring out what happened to the last phone." You said. "And?" She asked. "It fried externally." Liam said. "What?" Joyce asked, setting the phone down and walking over. You handed her the exposed phone, her staring at it. "The wires look-" "Fine, yeah no- it's weird. I've never seen anything do this before." Liam said. 

She nodded before sitting back in her chair. "Anyways... I was thinking about grocery shopping for you guys. I mean I got a couple of things yesterday but-" "Well it's just- we-we don't have any money right now-" "Mom, I got it." You assured. "Baby no-" "We need to eat mom. It'll be fine." You said. She sighed but nodded. "We'll be back okay?" You asked. She nodded, looking at the phone. "Try not to go anywhere without each other." She said. "I will go everywhere I can with her, I promise." Liam said. "Thank you sweetie." Joyce said. "Any time Mrs. J." Liam said before the two of you walked outside. 

You sat in the car, Liam handing you a cigarette. "You look like you've needed one all day." He said. "Thank you." You said relieved, pulling out the lighter in the center console. You lit the cigarette as Liam drove, you inhaling. 

"You know that's bad for you, right?" Will asked as you drove. "So is playing D&D for eight hours." You said, Will smiling slightly. "How was the campaign?" You asked. "So cool. We had two new bosses." Will said. "Really? Two? Damn, I have got to play more with you guys." You said, Will nodding. "Mike still has your character sheet." He said. "Okay, how about I try to make it this Friday?" You asked. "Totally! We need a bard anyway." he said making you chuckle. "I don't think you're quite ready for my chaotic greatness." You said. "Last time you flirted your way out of a confrontation with a dragon. A dragon. Who decides 'hmm, I'm gonna flirt with a fire breathing lizard that flies' as a means to avoid danger?" Will asked. "Uh, me , that's who." You said, making him laugh.

Liam pulled into the store, Jonathan looking over. "What are you guys doing here?" He asked. "We need groceries." You said. "Oh. How's mom?" He asked. "She bought a new phone and is camped out in the kitchen waiting for it to go off." you said. "That phone call has driven her crazy." Jonathan said. "What are you doing?" Liam asked. 

Jonathan held up a poster and you nodded. "Need any help?" you asked. "Actually, can you handle the rest? I'm going to Lonnie's." He said. "Oh. Yeah, sure. I need to call mom and let her know we'll be late then." You said, Jonathan nodding. "Drive safe Jonny" you told him as he passed the posters over to Liam. "I will." he said.

You called from a payphone, letting Joyce know you would be home later than expected. Liam had to get a change of clothes from his uncle anyway.  He pulled into the high school's parking lot. "Want me to go with?" he asked. "No, no. I've got it." you muttered, getting out of the car. You got out of the car, walking in. 

"Y/n, it's good to see you. How's your mother?" The receptionist asked. "She's... Doing the best she can right now." You said. "Did you need something sweetie?" She asked. "Can I put this on the bulletin board?" you asked, holding up the poster. "Yeah, here-" She pulled out some thumb tacks. "Thank you." You said, taking the small tray and walking into the hall. 

You walked over to the bulletin board. "Look at that. Freakazoid." Carol said to Steve as you put up the poster silently. "Maybe she killed her-" "Stop it." Nancy halted. "What? You don't actually like that freak, do you?" Tommy asked. "She's going through a bad time right now." Nancy muttered. "God that's depressing." Steve muttered, looking over at you. "Shut up Harrington." Eddie said. "Or what Munson?" "Or I'm going to-" "Eddie" you called. Eddie looked over before walking over to you. "Do you think you can put a few of these up on your route home?" you asked. "Yeah, absolutely." Eddie nodded. "Hell, give one to Rick, that bastard meets everyone." you said making him chuckle. "I gotcha. And hey- we're going back out there tonight with the search parties." He said. You nodded, hugging him. "Try not to get into too much trouble while I'm out." You said before leaving. 

You went with Liam's to his Uncle's. "Why don't you come inside? Ralph wants to see you, he's been worried sick about you." He said. You nodded, walking with him. "Ralph?" Liam called. "Hey, kid, how's-" Raphael saw you. "Y/n." he said softly. "I'm probably going to be with the search parties again tonight, are you going with us again?" Liam asked, walking into his room. "Yeah, most likely. Everyone at work is going again tonight." Raphael said. "Alright. Can you pick us up from the Byers?" Liam asked. "absolutely." Ralph nodded. You sat on a chair in the living room as Liam packed a bag. 

"How are you feeling?" Raphael asked. "Scared." You admitted. Raphael looked at you sympathetically and you sighed. "I just wish I knew if he was okay? Y'know?" you asked. "I know." Raphael nodded. "He's my little brother I-... I just want him to come home." you muttered. "We will find him. All of us have been scouring the town and nearby counties looking for Will, we will bring him home." Raphael assured. "I know, I know it's just-" You sighed and Liam listened from his room as he packed. 

"Between my brother running around all the time to look for him and my mom literally camping out by our phone and- and Liam searching day and night for him... I-I get this feeling, this horrible feeling that something bad happened to Will and when we find him...." You drew a shaking breath. "I don't know if anyone's going to find him alive." You whispered. 

Liam swallowed hard and Raphael put a hand over yours. "You can't give up hope Y/n. Not now. Will needs you." he said, you sniffling but nodding. "Yeah-yeah you're right." You nodded. "Have you kids eaten anything at all today?" he asked. "uhm- we- we had breakfast but nothing else." You muttered. "It's getting late, why don't I call your mom and tell her you guys are eating here. I'll even send you off with some extra so that Joyce has something to eat, okay?" He asked. You nodded "Yeah?" "Yeah, okay." You nodded. 

So that's what you did. Raphael sent Liam out to get the groceries and sending you home with pizza. When you came home, Jonathan was sitting on the couch. You noticed the recliner in its original spot. "Where's mom?" You asked, Liam setting his bag down on next to the door. "She's in her room." Jonathan said. "Sleeping?" "Yeah." You looked relieved by that answer. "We brought home pizza." Liam said, holding up the box. "Set it on the kitchen table." Jonathan said. "Mind helping me with the groceries in the car?" Liam asked. Jonathan stood up, the two walking out to the car.

You cracked open your mother's door, looking at her laying image. "Mom?" You called softly. She rolled over, her face stained with tears. "We brought home dinner." You said softly. She didn't move. You stepped into her room. "Raphael is picking up Liam in a few to go out searching again." you said softly. She still didn't move, that numb expression just looking at the sheets. "Do you want anything? Water? Food?" "Lay with me." She whispered. You nodded, taking off your sneakers before laying down. 

"Mommy, mommy, Look what I drew!"  You said excitedly. She looked over with a smile, you jumping up on the bed to see her as she was laying there reading. It was a drawing of stick figures, each labeled with names. She chuckled, pointing at one. "Who's Chester?" she asked. "Our doggy." You answered. "We don't have a dog" She reminded. "But we will!" you insisted. "Oh, we will?" She asked, putting the drawing down. "Uh-huh. I will get one! Y'know, Stacy Hadleston's doggy just had puppies!" You said. She chuckled, looking at you. "Alright, ask your brothers if they want a dog. If they say yes, then maybe, maybe I will consider it. Okay?" She asked. You perked up excitedly. "Okay! Okay!" You nodded before climbing off the bed, running. "Will! Jonathan!"

Joyce slowly lulled herself to sleep, you looking over. You slowly slipped out of bed, closing the door as quietly as possible. Jonathan and Liam were sitting in the kitchen as you walked in. You walked over to the cabinet, pulling out a thermos. You made coffee, filling it up, confusing both of the boys. "You need fuel if you're going to be out like you were last night." You muttered, Liam realizing what you were doing. "Do you know if Ralph left yet?" You asked. "No." Liam admitted.

You walked over to the phone and picked it up before noticing the same charred look. "What the hell?" You asked. Both boys turned to you. You held out the phone, Liam squinting at it. "What the fuck?" He asked, getting up. "It's fried, just like the other one." you said. Jonathan walked over, Liam looking at it. "The cord isn't even messed up on it, just like the other one- what's with your electronics here?" He asked. "It hasn't happened to anything else. Just the phone." Jonathan said.

You heard a car pull up, Liam leaning back so he could see who's car it was. "Ralph's here." he said. "Thermos." you reminded. He took the thermos off the table, kissing you before hugging Jonathan. He walked out of the house, Eddie, Jeff and Gareth all sitting in the backseat. They soon drove off and you were in the kitchen with Jonathan. "I keep telling myself... this is the night, y'know? This is when they're gonna find him." Jonathan muttered. You nodded, pouring yourself a cup of coffee. 

"How did Lonnie's go?" You asked. "Not good. Mom wasn't joking about him dating someone young." He muttered, you chuckling slightly. "Leave it to our dad to be as skeezy as humanly possible." You said. Jonathan let out a small laugh as the lights flickered. "Has the lights always done that?" You asked. "No." Jonathan muttered. "Weird."

[littledogpoo]

Now... where do I begin? It's an entry that I've dragged so long to even start writing because: A. procrastination, B. I've just been trying hard to cheer myself up and survive in this uncomfortable environment and C. sort out my feelings & thoughts. Even as I write now, I might be still struggling to piece them together... so, all the best to me later haha! (Going for dinner in a bit, will come back to finish this up!)

So it took a little longer than expected, I'm actually just back from a family trip to Malaysia. My soul felt recharged after the trip and I literally forgot about this problem for a while, until now when I'm forced to face it again. I'm feeling like there's a chore in my mind that's undone and everything else was held back because this chore is weighing so heavily on me that I don't have the motivation for anything else. Just been constantly seeking for stimulation to distract me.

(I'm just gonna skip everything, about what has happened, to how I'm feeling after that.)

I don't feel the cocktail of feelings as strongly now. It's still mixed feelings but more diluted, but I can still feel them there.

I'm feeling sad – because I felt unwanted now I guess. I told her to stop asking me if I'm coming home for dinner, if I'm coming back home, etc and that's exactly what she did. Of course it was said out of spite, but how do I tell her that I wish she did the opposite? I wish she's acting like a caring mother? My ego is telling me I don't need her but at the same time I wanna tell her how is she hurting me.

I'm feeling angry – this one is easy to explain because I'm basically unappreciated and scoffed for helping her. I've done so much and under so much stress and what do I get? I don't expect much – basic gratitude sure just bcos that's manners – I just need her to stay out of trouble and cooperate so she can keep this up long term. But she's making this difficult for me and worst of all, giving me shit for my sincere effort to help her.

I then feel disappointed – like after all the talks and explanation, do you really understand you need help? Do you really think what you're doing is affecting all of us? Are you really sorry for doing all that shit? Or are you just a psychopathic, selfish person who is not capable of feeling sorry for anyone except for yourself? Do you hate us for being happier than you? Do you feel better that we are suffering with you?

I feel helpless – I don't know how to communicate with her so that she can get it, that whatever I'm doing, as uncomfortable to her as it is, is an effort to help her. I don't know how else to do it except to ask my bro, who recently has a new daughter to take over my responsibility to manage her lifestyle. I don't know if our relationship can still be repaired, or if she's okay with the status quo and so nothing else has to be done? I wanna ask her if she finds our relationship good or if she thinks anything's wrong? How do I get her to understand that her actions are driving me crazy?? I'm pretty sure she's going to say that she's upset because my temper is bad and I can't talk to her nicely. How do I get her to understand that I've tried so hard to talk to her nicely but her avoidant attitude is driving people nuts? Who the fk can stand someone who ignores you when you are telling them how upset you are?

I'm afraid I'll be re-triggered again if I were to start this talk. After such a long time, I would've expected that she's put in some thought and reflected but what if her mind is stuck in that day? Could she still be thinking that I was overreacting and it was stupid for me to control her finance? (SIDE THOUGHT: perhaps the more patient one can do the ground work and the stricter one can step in when shit might be hitting the fan soon?)

I have to be prepared for disappointment. I have to be prepared to let go if she wants me to keep this distance. No matter what, please keep my cool and know that no matter what, you can see J at the end of the day if you want to. Bali trip is coming okay just stay positive!!

[leftperfectionmoon]

“dating sirius black headcanons”

[warning]: swearing

[a/n]: haha instead of finishing my requests here are some headcanons that no one asked for. enjoy!

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Sirius Black. Where do I even start? The boy's a smooth talker. He knows it. You know it. Your friends know it. Everyone knows it. He'd probably charm the pants off a goblin if he puts his mind to it.

He has to be touching you in some or other way all the damn time. It doesn't necessarily need to be flirty or suggestive. Actually it's unconscious on his part most of the time. He would just drape his arm over your shoulders if you're standing next to him, or if you're recounting a funny incident, he'd listen intently while his fingers run up and down your arm. And it would definitely give you goosebumps that you'd lose the track of your story from being distracted.

Winking at you from across the hallways!

You love to pinch his cheeks and that turns him as red as his gryffindor sweater.

HE. IS. A. BABY. Sorry, but it's time to face the facts. He gets upset pretty easily. If he's had a fight with one of the marauders, just know that now you've got a babysitting job. He'll just come up to you, bury his face in the crook of your neck and sulk.

And if you two get into a fight, and GOD FORBID if it's your fault, then it's a real task to get him to come off his high horse. But of course, you're not the one to give up easily. You'd pester him until he gave in, then smirk around in satisfaction.

“I knew that would get you talking!” “Oh please, it was those horrendous nicknames that I couldn't stand. What even is a pebble?”

SKINCARE DATES!

Slowing dancing in front of the fireplace at midnight.

It's safe to say that you've taken your relationship to the next level with him by earning the privilege to touch his glorious hair whenever you wish.

Unfortunately, you aren't the only one admiring his luscious locks. On several occasions you've seen girls giggling at him from different hallways, and Merlin, it takes all of your being to not make them trip over the staircase. Sirius on the other hand enjoys this thoroughly.

“Are you, (Y/N) ( L/N), the girl who took—” “SHUT UP!” “—two years to agree to go out with me, jealous of those girls?” “Stop talking or I'll smack you, Black.”

STRONG EYE CONTACT! No but seriously it can escalate from cute to mind numbing really quick. It's impossible for him to keep his eyes off you so you'd feel his gaze on you even when you're talking to someone else and it makes you so damn weak in the knees because even after all this time you're still not used to it!

Braiding each other's hair and then falling asleep in random corners on top of each other!

Loves to have his back gently scratched, both in his animagus form and in his human form. If he's feeling particularly needy, sometimes he'll just crawl between your legs and lay on your stomach talking idly about his day.

He's a tease. Let that sink in first. If you want him, you'd have to struggle for it. He's gonna make you struggle for it. Not to mention, he's very spontaneous. He would appear out of nowhere, pick you up, place you on a counter and stand between your legs. And that's how it would begin. His fingers would caress and tickle your skin, he'd press feather-like kisses all over your face and jaw, nuzzle his nose in the crook of your neck, slightly tug at your hair all while avoiding your lips. On good days you would play along, but if you've had a bad start in the morning then it would simply agitate you.

“Sirius, please!” “Please what, dear?” “JUST BLOODY KISS ME OR I'M GONNA BITE YOU.” “...” “I mean—by all means, please do.”

sirius black tags: @black-rose-29 @mystic-writings @messers-moony-lupin @j-cat @chcrryrots @teenwolfbitches28

[mermaid-trash]

PVA Nights

Hi! I'm having a bad day :) so I decided to write this, it's barely been proofread but I hope you enjoy it anyway 💕

Summary: literally just a Steven Grant x reader comfort fic, kinda angsty but also pretty sweet

🤍 my requests are open! see my pinned post 🤍

It was quarter to five in the afternoon. Steven hadn’t heard from you all day, and the anxiety was starting to consume him. Usually, you would text back and forth all day while he was at work; he had almost gotten in trouble  with Donna countless times but he had quickly gotten better at hiding his phone inconspicuously underneath the counter of the gift shop while he texted you. 

But today, he had texted you several times and received no reply. At first, he had assumed you were busy, and he tried to focus on work, but the cheap plastic toys and strange see-through erasers in the gift shop weren’t much of a distraction. You hadn’t even replied when he sent you a picture of a cute dog he had met on his lunch break. It was unusual. Steven stood behind the gift shop counter with a distant expression and watched the seconds tick by anxiously, waiting impatiently until he could leave the museum and find you and find out why you were ignoring him. 

The last time Steven had seen you was just a couple of nights ago, he had thought that everything was great between you- fantastic, even. He had surprised you with a picnic date, producing a basket of food that he had prepared and a soft blanket, and he had been ecstatic at the grin that unfurled across your face slowly as you took in his nervous appearance and hopeful expression. Now, he anxiously replayed the events of that afternoon and carefully analysed his actions, trying to ascertain what had made you change your mind about him. Maybe you were bored with his long lectures about Egyptian mythology. Maybe you were tired of his awkward, jittery nature. Maybe you had just realised that you deserved better than he could offer.

His anxiety rose steadily as the minutes passed, his chest grew tight and his breathing shaky, until finally 5pm came and he left before Donna could tell him to stay any longer, his legs carrying him as fast as they could to the bus stop. 

Once Steven was on the bus, he sent you another text.

Just got out of work. Is everything alright? Haven’t heard from you all day, I hope you’re okay.

Again, no reply came. His leg bounced nervously the entire bus ride to your flat, and when he found the elevator to be broken, he instead took the stairs two at a time. By the time he had finally reached your door, he was out of breath and probably looked a mess. He took a moment to compose himself, taking a shaky breath, before knocking on your door. 

After a moment, he heard faint shuffling from inside your apartment. He waited, but the sound wasn’t moving towards the door. He knocked again, and called your name softly.

“Are you there?” He asked, but only silence followed. 

Steven felt his heart fracture, and he sighed deeply. If you didn’t want to talk to him, he wasn’t going to force you. He turned slowly to leave, his feet weighed down by his broken heart, but only made it a couple of steps before the sound of your door swinging open made him spin around. The sight of you made his heart ache, and all thoughts of his own anxieties were rapidly forgotten. 

You stood in your doorway, shoulders hunched and teary eyes fixed on the floor. Your hair was a mess, your hoodie and joggers were rumpled and looked as though you had been wearing them for several days. Steven could tell you had been crying, and he instantly felt horrible for his own downward spiral. 

“Steven,” you croaked, rubbing your eyes with the heel of your hand, “what are you doing here?”

Guilt tickled somewhere at the back of Steven’s mind; he shouldn’t be here. You didn’t want him here.

“I’m sorry, I j-just, um, I came by to see if you were okay…” he hesitated, shuffling awkwardly on his feet, “I texted you…”

“Oh,” you looked over your shoulder into your flat, trying to spot your phone among the mess; Steven followed your gaze and could see the heaped mess of blankets strewn across the couch and the piles of crumpled up tissues that littered the floor. A stack of dirty plates was perched precariously on a side table, and your laptop sat open on top of the blankets, the light from the screen blaring in the shadowy room. “I’m sorry, I’ve just been…”

Your sentence hung in the air, unfinished, as you searched for an excuse. When you didn’t find one, your face crumpled. Steven watched in panic as your head dropped and your hands covered your face, you shoulders beginning to shake with silent sobs. His hands gripped your shoulders and he walked you carefully back into your flat. As soon as your door was closed, he pulled you against his chest and wrapped his arms around you, stroking your hair gently with one hand.

“Hey, hey, shhh, it’s okay,” he mumbled against your hair. Every sob that wracked through your body felt like a knife to Steven’s heart.

He didn’t know how long he stood there with you, comforting you as best he could, but eventually your sobs had reduced to sniffles. 

“I’m sorry,” you said. Steven shook his head firmly. 

“You don’t have to apologise.” 

You pressed your palms flat against his chest and pushed yourself away from him slightly, looking up at him through your lashes which had clumped together with the tears you had shed. Steven couldn’t help but think about how beautiful you looked, before chiding himself internally for thinking about that while you were so obviously emotionally vulnerable. He felt like that was taking advantage of you, somehow. 

“I mean, for not talking to you today. I’m sorry. I’ve just been, I dunno…” you gestured weakly at the spot on the couch where you had clearly spent most of the day. “Wallowing in self pity, I guess.” You finished with a half-hearted chuckle. 

You pulled away and sat on the edge of the couch, pushing your laptop and blankets aside so Steven could sit next to you. 

“Did, um…did something, happen?” He asked cautiously. The last thing he wanted was to make you cry again. 

“No, I just feel bad.” You explained in a low voice, shaking your head. “Really bad.”

“What’s wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?” He asked, desperation creeping into his voice slightly.

You shook your head, eyes welling up with tears again. 

“Not really, just…” you hesitated, your eyes searching has face, before you looked away, shaking your head. “No, it doesn’t matter.” 

“It matters to me.” He said earnestly. “Please, just tell me what to do, I’ll do anything you need me to. Unless you need someone beaten up, I don’t think I’ll be much use in that case.” 

His attempt to make you smile was successful, he felt a wave of pride when the corners of your mouth lifted up slightly and you breathed out a laugh.

“Can you just…hold me? Please” You ask quietly, and Steven’s heart leapt at the opportunity.

“Yeah, yeah, of course,” he stammered.

You leaned into his side and let out a soft sigh when his arm wrapped around your shoulder. Your cheek was pressed against his chest, and you moved to drape your legs across his lap. His arms tightened around you and he hoped that you couldn’t hear the way his heart hammered against his rib cage when you nuzzled against his shirt. He studied your face, still flushed and damp, and watched a small tear escape your eye and trickle slowly down the curve of your cheek. 

“I just feel…” you began, heaving out a great sigh. Steven waited patiently for you to find your words. “I feel like I’m falling apart. Like I’m being held together by something that’s slowly disappearing, and everything’s falling to pieces and I’m just watching it happen because I don’t know how to put it all back together.”

Steven’s chest ached as you spoke. He blinked back the tears that were threatening to form in his own eyes. 

“You’re not falling apart, love, I’ve got you.” He whispered, and pressed a soft kiss against your forehead. Another tear slipped from your closed eyes.

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When you woke the next morning, you were aware of only two things; you were drowning in blankets, and Steven was gone. You raised your head from the pillow, casting a weary eye over your living room, and sat up suddenly. 

The many tissues had been cleaned up from the floor. Your phone was plugged into a charger on the floor next to the couch. The stack of dishes that had piled up beside the couch were gone, and you knew that Steven had probably done your washing up for you. You glanced down at the three blankets that covered you, and realised that Steven had tucked you in and cleaned your living room for you. You didn’t know whether to smile or cry. 

So instead, you picked up your phone, scanning the texts he had sent you yesterday, until you came to one received only a couple of hours ago.

Morning love, hope you’re feeling better today. X

You replied:

I am. Thank you for holding me together.