#a little more bareable

[honeykaes]

…2 years today

[iwillfeedyoutothesocialworker]

NOBODY can convince me to rewatch the live action cinderella because i dont remember anything from that movie because it was BORING and the only thing i remember is that they said "have courage be kind" like at least five times which is the dumbest fucking catchphrase ive ever heard stop trying to say its 'the best live action remake so far' cos its clearly jungle book send tweet dont @ me

[sp1tballz]

Being on both tumblr and twitter is nice, sometimes. I feel like a double agent. Which side do I work for? Not even god knows.

[prettyboyhere]

[sprinklethetangerine]

:(

[san8ny]

'HOLD IT DOWN, DARE!,

"You've got to press it on you, you've just been thinking!"

WARNINGS: mutual consent to recording, kissing, nervousness on Ellie’s part, size kink, dacryphilia, a bit of pretentiousness on readers end, tribbing/scissoring, strapping, lots of foreplay in the beginning, barely plot, slapping (both on face and..elsewhere), Ellie quite literally gets feelings fucked into her, hair-pulling, praise, cum-eating, spit-play, Reader collects donations while Ellie goes dumb on a machine at one point, JUST a buncha whores tbh..lmk what i miss k?

“so..” you murmur, picking up your phone and going through the settings, apps—anything to make this moment a bit bareable,

“so!” She chirps back, green eyes sheening over with excitement, trying to not let the scenery of the dingy denny’s you were both in distract you from all the comments that led up to this very moment.

The girl across from you clears her throat, cracking a small smile as she places her own phone facedown, “I..uh, have never, like..—like, done this ever so it’s..”She trails off, nervously scratching her neck

You feign faux shock at this, picking up a small fry inbetween your own acrylic nails from her tray with a small ‘no? ..really?’ as you pop it into your mouth, chewing as you stare her down, “never?”

“Never.” She gulps, hoping you don’t catch the way she rubs her thighs together pathetically at the sarcastic pout you had on, she had it bad.

You hum a bit as you nod your head, “Hm..that’ll bring in more views. You’re not like..you’re not like a virgin..right?”

Silence.

“No..” She chuckles, “Funny story, I lost it at—“

“Don’t care. Anyways, your place or mine?” You swiftly cut her off, smiling as you tilt your pretty little head up at her, almost as if you didn’t rudely interrupt her,

“W-we can do min—“

“Mine it is.” You interrupt her once more, digging into your purse and taking out a compact mirror before snapping it close when you decide you look presentable to leave,

“Tomorrow at 7?” You reiterate as you lift yourself out of the booth chair,

“Yeah..yeah, 7 AM?”

..

“No, in the PM, who makes porn in the morning?”

“I-it was a joke..” Ellie nervously coughs, clasping her palms

“Oh. Ohhhh..good joke. Bye Nellie!” You wave as you pat her shoulder on the way out,

“it’s..Ellie.” The auburnette sighs, evidently star-struck and dazed as she caresses the shoulder you’d just given her the glory as to graze, her eyes fixed on the way heads turn as you make your way out of the door, some dudes going out of there way to open it for you,

“Guess Nellie is a good name too.” She shrugs, jerking back some more fries.

That following week, Ellie sits comfortably on your bed, though a bit stiff when you begin to roll the cameras.

“Nervous?” You whisper, walking on over to where she sat, nodding softly when you run your fingers up and down her calves.

“That’s okay, sweetgirl, ‘just focus on me..” You utter under your breath, beginning to kiss down her neck ever so gently like she were to break; to say Ellie was calm was an understatement, she was absolutely about to break her composure each time she felt your lips on her skin.

Like that, the donations start pinging.

“Why don’t you read some of the comments out f’me?” Ellie groans, cocking her neck back as your palms begin massaging her breasts under the t-shirt she had on, nonetheless, she obliges, with reading a few of the earlier ones out.

“T-they’re calling me a whore..” She says breathlessly, her chest heaving as you begin to push her onto your bed.

“And are you?”

She hesitates before nodding her head.

It’s minutes before your entire demeanor with her switches, cruely making her sit inbetween your legs infront of the camera as you laugh in her face, “God..look how wet she’s got already?’ This is who you wanted over Anderson? You guys amuse me..”

Ellie’s head rests on your shoulder as you play with her messy folds, hooking a finger on the elastic band and letting it go with a snap, she looks already so out of it by the time you lay her back down, spreading her thighs as you align your face with her mound,

“She’s actually such a slut..” You croon your head to the side, leaning in to read the comments,

“Slap her?” You laugh at the suggestion, turning back to Ellie, “I don’t think my dirty girl minds, no?” Ellie whines, shaking her head as you harshly slap her cunt with 2 fingers, giggling when she raises her hips up to meet the impact in sheer desperation, “Send like, a hundred and maybe i’ll eat her out, deal?”

Just like that, 500 hundred dollars is directly sent as the text-to-speech automator blares off,

“Ooh, 500? Guess i’ll have to give you really good head, baby.” You fake-pout as you pull her panties off, “She’s so swollen..” You sigh, leaning back and taking some aloe-gel out of your cubby, returning to lay on your own tummy inbetween her legs as you slather the cooling ointment across her slit.

“P-please just get— ah..” Ellie trails off, eyes slightly fluttering shut when she feels your wet muscle prod at her cunt, messily swiping around like a credit card as your nose meets her hidden clit,

“Mm, tastes so good..”

You reach your arms forward, bunching up her shirt and pulling it up as you knead her small tits, nipples cold from the sudden air hitting them,

Ellie feels like she’s going to orgasm already when she gently raises her upperbody with her elbows, head feeling heavy when she makes direct eye-contact you.

It’s a messy scene, really, from the way you dart your tongue in and out of her sopping pussy to the way the girl rubs her cunt all over your face, she hasn’t felt this good since..well, ever

and here she was, sharing this moment with the hottest girl ever and her 200k followers.

“Y’wu still twhere?” you slur your words, face buried inbetween the chub of Ellie’s thighs with no escape as you snap your fingers, Ellie nods, crying out when you slam your said fingers into her unsuspecting hole with no ease,

You quickly sit up, digits still buried as you wrap an arm around her waist to secure her— your fingers pistoning into her pussy at a rate Ellie would equate to light-speed, “G—gonna! G’na!” Her eyes widen, feeling a hot burning sensation churn like molting lava in her stomach, hitting her fast when she begins to see white

You ignore her, shutting her up with a kiss as she absolutely drenches the bed, cum spurting out in twitches; you don’t let up on the prompted assault, simply holding her down firmer as she babbles uncontrollably,

Once it rides out, you take some deep breaths and drag a finger down your wet face, soiled with none other than Ellie’s fingers as you hold them to her. “Say ‘ahh’, doll.’ You say, humming when Ellie opens her mouth graciously, pressing them on her tongue as she threatens to moan, tasting herself.

“gooood girl...” You preen sitting up, untying your robe, “I’m feeling a bit jealous here, ellie. I made you feel good, only fair I get some in return.”

1,000USD SENT: lol scissor.

Ellie feels a moan errupt deep in her throat, thanking the gods at whatever subscriber requested that, finally about to feel your own swollen clit on hers,

excitement paints her face as you straddle her, her leg tossed on your shoulder as your pussies meet, kissing as both of your breaths hitch,

“Ah! Mm, god, feels so good..” You moan, arching your back slightly as Ellie’s lips form an O, gasping at just how warm and wet you were;

“Uh! Uh! Uh!— B-baby! Ohmygod ohmygod?!—“ She finds you shoving her leg off and instead pressing both of them to her chest as you rut into her,

This would be a long stream.

Ping!

“Another one thank you.”

Ping!

“Another one thank you.”

Ping!

“Another— gosh guys, I’m getting tired of thanking you all.” You chuckle, lips glistening with the sucker’s syrup as it’s wrapped around your lips, the noises of machinery in the back clear as day, “Oh Ellie? Yeah, she’s fineeee, ‘arentcha babe!” you spin in your swivel chair to face her,

she was flat on her stomach, arch backed up as the machine fucks a gorgeous silicone cock into her— drool pooling at the pillow her face was buried into as she hums shakingly, cum cascading down her thighs and onto your ruined sheets in a waterfall like motion,

You shake your head as you lean down to kiss her wet lips, petting her hair as you both sloppily makeout, exchanging saliva, “My pretty girl..you’ve had enough, yeah? So so so pretty when you cry..” to which Ellie nods, tired with her cheeks stained with unshed tears straining her dry-eyes,

“She’s cameeee…er, how many times now?” You ask the viewers,

@e11ie0: 10!

@Dickmaxxer: 8!

@Notmyrodrick5: just joined, hot tho

After some minutes and Ellie becoming increasingly overstimulated, you decide it’s enough money for one day,

Giving your followers a warm goodbye, you end the stream— shortly, also turning off the machine.

“D-did I do good? Did we meet the goal? Was I better than her?“ She whispers, almost afraid of her own raspy voice as you pull her off the machine and onto your lap, “Huh? Better tha— Oh..Abby? Fuck, so much better..” You soothe, kissing the crown of her head,

Sitting in silence with your warm plush arms around her, she meets your gaze with a certain softness,

“You’re really pretty you know..” She heaves, still catching her breath,

“so i’ve been told..”

“and I think I like you..alot..” She manages to let slip out, before shutting her eyes— this, this was why she’d never collabed with anyone. She falls too hard, and now you were going to push her away and hate her and shit-talk her and—

“Do you now?” you softly murmur, tracing along ellie’s forearm tattoo.

She peers up at you with teary eyes, “Can I stay over? I-i know it’s weird because collabs are—“

“Ellie, I wasn’t planning to kick you out.” You say, carrying her over to your bathroom for some well-needed aftercare and a good sleep.

"..You know my name," she finally says to herself in a hushed tonebbefore knocking out.

Safe to say your streams incorporated Ellie alot more now.

TAGLIST:

@macaroni676 , @mystellenia , @seraphicsentences , @sleepy-sheep-things @tohoko , @bearomanoff18 , @ellieswife4ever , @elliezlils11utt , @love4lyn , @sleepy-sheep-things @cattjull @strangepuppywerewolf, @emst4rr

[snail-migraine]

Requested by: @elysiumrealms

Sure! I did think some fleshing out on how the rest of the family acts around them would be cool to write. Sorry this took so long btw, my inbox gets stuffed pretty quickly and it was finals week. Anyway thanks for the ask!

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Anon-Yan 💌‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

Platonic Yandere Malleus

Pt.3

For you, the time before your punishment was nothing but a blurry mess.

Genuinely you don't remember all your horrible habits and manipulative tactics, you just remember acting on your insticts and not really thinking before you acted.

The few things you do remember is the interactions you had with your other family members.

The most memorable were the ones with Grandpa Lilia, when you were younger he loved cuddling you upside-down. Even if his grip was iron-strong it still felt so warm that you didn't want to leave.

When you got older he would allow you to play with some of his video games, he was always so sweet and helpful. Making sure you never got too frustrated at one certain part before taking the controller from you and completing whatever challenge had you stumped.

Lilia just loves babying you in a way he never got to with either of his original children.

He never failed to make you feel like the spoiled little brat you were.

"Ooh! Don't cry Darling, there's no need for that. Here, do you need Grandpa to help you? Okay sweet-pea. Don't worry, grandpa's here for you"

Then there's uncle Silver, who whose probably the most boring person to hang out with out of everyone in the family.

Don't get me wrong, you enjoyed his company but nothing even vaguely interesting happened whenever you hung around him.

He always really apologetic about it though, even going as far to bring you a little toy everytime he was allowed alone time with you. Typically is just a teddy bear, so that at night when you fell asleep you would think of your uncle Silver.

"Sorry we weren't able to play today. Here, have this. It's so when you fall asleep at night, you'll always remember your uncle Silver."

Your uncle sebek on other hand, he was hard to forget.

He was always loud, his voice commanded battalions after all. So a voice like his would definitely need for job like that.

You and him never played together, in his own words "WAKA-SAMA'S CHILD DESERVES A MUCH BETTER PLAYMATE THAN A LOWRANKING OFFICER SUCH AS MYSELF!"

Or whatever that was supposed to mean. You never really understood his way of thinking. While he was screaming his head off about not being good enough for you, you had sit and listen to him whilst daydreaming of all the video games Grandpa Lilia would play with you later.

It was boring, and eventually as you grew older you learned to tune him out.

Though I guess that wasn't the greatest idea, because within a week of learning how tune out his voice he came to you sobbing on his hands and knees begging for forgiveness.

"PLEASE FORGIVE ME WAKA-SAMA'S CHILD! WHATEVER SLIGHT HAVE DONE TO YOU, I BEG FOR YOUR FORGIVENESS AND MERCY! JUST PLEASE STOP IGNORING ME MY LEIGE!"

But I guess that all leads you to where you are now. Stuck in a boring old rickety tower. Stuck studying and doing chores all day. At least Father allowed for your family to visit from time to time.

Their faces and voices make the endless cycle you've been going through day-to-day slightly more bareable. But to be perfectly honest, with every passing moment that you're stuck here; in this damned tower made to be your prison, you lose a small peice of your sanity.

A peice of your mind that can never be returned to it's owner.

Trully a cruel thing to do, especially to your own child. Isolating them from everyone and everything they've ever known to prove a point, when it wasn't even truly their own faults that caused such a mess? Foolish, and downright cruel if anyone asked you.

Ah, but what can you do?

You did do this to yourself after all, might as well own up to your mistakes and pay the price.

[mountttmase]

My Everything

Note - happy Father’s Day to my favourite dilf 😏💙 this one is for @carlottawllms as a thank you for all her help with all of my fics and for just being the best person I know 😘 feedback would be very much appreciated

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - 3.5K

Warnings - fluff

You’d finally made it through your first two weeks as a mother. It was difficult, what with your body and emotions still adjusting, but having Mason by your side through the whole thing made it that much more bareable.

He was a shoulder to lean on, to cry on, to wipe Ollie’s sick off of and you couldn’t be more thankful for how involved and excited he was for your new arrival.

Mason had always wanted kids, you knew from the moment you first saw him with his niece’s and something shifted inside you, the overwhelming need to one day give him his own tiny person.

Mason wanted to do things ‘the right way’ so as soon as you were married around four years later, you began trying for your own bundle of joy and within six months you’d fallen pregnant. You still remember the look on his face when you told him, the tiny football shirt and boots confused him at first but the look of joy on his face took your breath away and you knew the pair of you would fine.

Luckily you’d had a relatively normal pregnancy and two weeks ago at the start of the international break Ollie had made his first appearance into the world. As Mason knew it was nearly your due date he had asked to be allowed to stay home just in case anything happened and to your delight Ollie was born on Masons first day off.

The two weeks had flown by, now in your own little bubble with your boys but tomorrow morning it was about to burst. Mason would have his first day back at training and his first time away from the pair of you. He’d been anxious all day and now it was bed time you knew he’d be even more so.

You walked into your room, heart thudding at the sight of Mason sat up against the headboard in just his boxers with little Ollie cradled in his arms. Both in their own world to the point Mason didn’t even realise you were there until you climbed up into bed and sat next to him and he gave you a shy sheepish look.

‘Mase baby, you know he’s supposed to be in his crib. He’ll get too used to being held if we keep picking him up and he’ll never go to sleep on his own’ you told him but his sad puppy eyes made you crumble, leaning over to kiss his forehead to offer him a little bit of comfort.

‘I know, I’m sorry’ he sighed, looking back down at Ollie as he stroked over his cheek gently. ‘I’m just finding the thought of leaving you both tomorrow a bit hard. I thought a cuddle might help’ he told you softly and you nodded at him sympathetically. You knew how he must be feeling, the thought of things being the other way around broke your heart but you knew you had to rip the plaster off at some point so you could get back to normal no matter how painful it might be.

‘I know, Mase’ you sighed, resting you head on his shoulder and wrapping your hand around his arm as you looked down at the little boy in his arms. Snoozing away like he didn’t have a care in the world and you felt warmth fill your body. You were finally the little family you’d always dreamed you’d be and these tiny special moments meant more to you than anything else.

‘Who do you think he looks like now his face has settled?’ Mason asked and you looked up at him through one eye like he was crazy.

‘Do you even need to ask’ you laughed, reaching out to stroke Ollie’s head carefully. ‘He’s like your twin’ you told him and Mason smiled at you cheekily. ‘Same mouth, same hair, same pretty brown eyes’ you smiled and you watched Mason blush as he smiled down at him.

‘He’s got your eyebrows though’ Mason teased ‘and I’ve noticed when he cries, he gets that same little crease between them that you get when you’re mad at me’ your face frowning as you were unsure what he meant but his whole face lit up. ‘Yeah, that’s the one’ he laughed before kissing the spot he was talking about which made you melt.

You were both silent again, watching Ollie take small breaths as he slept, wondering to yourself what he was dreaming about and if he was happy. The pair of you completely silent as you looked down at the tiny human you’d made together.

‘Thank you’ he whispered suddenly, his voice thick with emotion and you turned to look at him. His eyes were full of unshed tears and you stroked his arm gently in hopes he would carry on talking. ‘This is everything I’ve always wanted, you know? Making a family with the girl I love most in the world. I know how lucky I am to of gotten everything else I have but I’ve never felt more lucky than I do right now. You and Ollie are my everything’ he told you sincerely, tears gently tricking down his cheeks that you wiped away softly before cupping his jaw. Letting his head fall into your hand softly as he let you see his vulnerable side, falling for him more than you ever thought you could.

‘Masey’ you breathed, your own eyes welling up at the sight of him and you pulled him into your chest by his shoulders meaning Ollie was now cuddled into you too. ‘You don’t have to thank me for anything’ you told him scratching his scalp with one hand as you rubbed his arm softly with the other. ‘I love you and our little family so much’

‘Me too’ he laughed, trying to cover up a sob. Your heart bursting with love for him and you kissed his head softly to let him know what he was feeling was okay.

‘Shall we pop Ollie down and have a cuddle just the two of us?’ You asked quietly and he nodded at you, kissing Ollie’s head before passing him to you so you could put him in his cot. Mason had insisted on a ‘next to me’ one as he said Ollie would be closer to you and easier to check on and once he was settled besides you, you laid on your back and opened your arms for Mason. He was quick to lay his head on your chest, facing Ollie so he could look at him as he slept and you scratched over Masons head as he wrapped his arms tightly around you. ‘You sure you’re okay Mase?’

‘I’m fine’ he sighed, kissing you chest before holding you a little tighter. ‘I just feel like I’ve got all these emotions and my body doesn’t know what to do with them’ he laughed.

‘I’m the same, it’s okay’ you told him gently, kissing his temple and you stroked his back. ‘Sometimes I find Ollie so cute I just wanna squish him and I have to tell myself no’

‘I do too’ he laughed, ticking your sides. ‘I looked it up, it’s called cute aggression. Apparently it’s ours brains way of counteracting all the positive emotions’

‘Look at you, reading stuff’ you teased and you felt him roll his eyes as he let out a little laugh.

‘Oh fuck off-’

‘Hey, language around little ears please’

‘He’s out for the count and he doesn’t understand a thing I say anyway’

‘Well I don’t want Ollie’s first word to be a swear one’ you laughed before turning your head to look at him sleeping peacefully. ‘Come on, we best get some sleep before I need to give him his next feed’ you yawned. Pulling yourself out of his grip so you could run to the bathroom and when you got back Mason has shuffled into you spot so he could be closer to Ollie. You carefully got into bed behind him and he turned to look at you shyly but you cut him off before he had chance to explain. ‘Stay there baby, you can be the little spoon tonight’

He didn’t say a word but you knew he was blushing as you wrapped your arm around his middle whilst he rested his head on the other. He would never admit it to you, but he loved being the little spoon and even more so when he was feeling like he was. You felt him relax in your hold as you placed kisses on his shoulder in attempts to comfort him and you felt his breathing calm down after a few minutes.

‘Do you think he’ll forget who I am’ he asked quietly and you could sense there was a little bit more behind it.

‘Of course not baby’ you breathed ‘You’re his daddy, he could never forget you. Is that what you’re worried about?’

‘A little bit’ he whispered and you held him tighter to hopefully let him know it was okay. ‘I know it’s silly’

‘It’s not silly at all, Mase. You can help how you feel. But I promise you there’s no way he will forget you. I’ve seen the way he moves his head at the sound of your voice like he’s trying to look for you’

‘Yeah?’

‘Yeah, he loves you so much I promise and I know you’re worried about leaving but I promise he’ll be so excited to see you when you’re home’

‘I hope so’ he sighed but you could tell there was a smile on his face. ‘Maybe it’s just a bit of fomo. Like I’m scared I’ll miss out if he does something new’

‘He two weeks old, Mase. He can just about open his eyes it’s not like he’s gonna start doing cartwheels’ you laughed as you spoke into his neck, kissing it gently as you felt him laugh against you. ‘How about I send you updates throughout the day’

‘Yeah okay. They’re letting me wear an Apple Watch while I train so if you need me I’ll feel the call come through’ he told you, linking his fingers through yours that were settled on his tummy.

‘Well that’s one less thing to worry about isn’t it’ you whispered, feeling him relax as he let out a big yawn. ‘Come on sleepy face, you need to rest’ you told him quietly and he quickly turned his head so he could look at you.

‘I love you’ he smiled, pouting his lips up at you so you’d kiss him and once you had you felt him settle down into the pillows.

‘I love you too, Mase’ you whispered.

The next morning, after a few cuddles, he left the pair of you in bed so he could get to training and you made it your mission to keep him involved in whatever Ollie was getting up to.

You sent the last one as a bit of a decoy, knowing that you wanted to surprise him by showing up to training with Ollie and after a quick text to Ben to let him know your plans, you jumped in a taxi and made the short journey to the training ground. Ben met you by the door and you followed him inside to one of the main lounges were you set Ollie down on the floor.

‘Mason’s just recording something I think. He shouldn’t be too much longer and he’s with Kepa who knows to bring him here’ he told you before taking a peek inside the car seat. His face softened immediately as he caught sight of Ollie, touching his hand with his finger until Ollie wrapped his own little didgets around making Ben coo at him. ‘Hey mate, do you remember me? It’s your uncle chilly’ he smiled, seemingly enamoured by the way Ollie was holding onto him and you laughed at their little interaction. Ben had come to visit when Ollie was around six days old so he hadn’t seen him in just over a week but he looked as excited to see him as he had the first time. ‘He’s changed so much since I saw him’

‘I know, he couldn’t look more like Mason if he tried’ you laughed as Ollie began to shut his eyes again.

You and Ben chatted for the next five minutes, other players on the team coming over to have a look at Ollie and sticking around to watch Masons reaction. In the end you got Ollie out of his seat so everyone could see him a bit better and you’d never seen so many men melt like they were with Ollie. You were unsure of how much longer Mason would be until you heard him and Kepa arguing down the hall, making you smile at how grumpy he seemed.

‘Mate I don’t have time, I need to get home’ Mason moaned, clearly wanting to leave to get back to you guys but he had no idea that you were closer than he thought

‘It will take two seconds, ten tops. Just follow me’ Kepa laughed, rounding the corner and into view before pushing Mason into the room.

He froze, unsure as to what was happening but when his eyes finally locked on yours you saw him blush as he realised the pair of you were here

‘What the hell, what’s going on?’ He laughed making his way over to you. You smiled up at him as he cupped your jaw and left a loving kiss in your lips before pulling back to take Ollie from you. ‘Why are you guys here’

‘Ollie thought it might be nice to surprise his daddy on his first day back’ you smiled and he winked at you whilst getting Ollie settled on his chest and you felt yourself melt as you watched Ollie try to snuggle as close as he could into Masons neck ‘See, he still remembers you’ you whispered as Mason let out a shy laugh, gently rubbing up and down Ollie’s back to help him get comfy before dropping a kiss on his head. ‘Shall we go say hello to some people?’ He asked before walking over to the boys where they all proceeded to look and smile at him like they were the happiest they’d ever been.

After a while you could tell some of them were itching for a hold and it was only when Azpi asked first and Mason knew he couldn’t deny him did you go and join him.

‘Hello mini Mount’ azpi whispered, stroking his cheek gently and you felt Mason grab your hand. Clearly a bit anxious about letting him go and the need to grab something else meant he reached for you. You kissed his arm to let him know everything was okay but you knew he wasn’t happy that his son had been taken away from him.

‘I don’t like this’ he told you quietly, facing away from everyone so he could rest his forehead on your shoulder and you reached up to scratch his head a little in hopes of soothing him. ‘He’s my baby, I wanna hold him’

‘I know Mase. But you have to share sometimes’ you mumbled into his cheek and he nodded knowingly before he wrapped his arms around you to bring you into a hug.

‘How was your day? Were you both alright?’

‘We were fine Mase, I promise’

‘I know, I just hate not being there’

‘I know baby’ you whispered, kissing his head as you pulled him further into you. ‘We’ll go home soon yeah? Be just the three of us again’

‘Thank you’ he whispered, pulling back to leave a loving kiss on your lips and you heart fluttered at how he was looking at you.

After doing the rounds and some of the boys leaving to head home, Ollie had ended up in the arms of Ben, completely conked out from all the attention he’d been showered in and the pair of you let him have his little moment with him as you sat and watched.

‘He’s so chilled, he must get that from you y/n’ Ben laughed causing Mason to scowl and you squeezed his hand to make sure he knew it was a joke. ‘You’re daddy is looking like he wants to kill me, Ollie. I think he’s a little bit jealous’ he laughed, stroking his cheek before Mason stood up with a huff.

‘Can you blame me, I got to hold him for a few minutes whilst the rest of you played pass the parcel. He’s my son, i wanted to hold him’

‘Mase’ you laughed, pulling him back down next to you. ‘Don’t be like that. You’ve got all evening to spend with him and they only wanted to meet him and say hello’

‘Sorry mate’ Mase sighed, scratching his cheek. ‘I didn’t mean to snap its just been a bit of a hard day’

‘It’s alright, bro. I get it’ Ben smiled before slitting Ollie back in his chair. ‘Why don’t you two get off home, I bet you’re exhausted’

‘Thanks Ben’ you smiled, pulling him into a quick hug before moving onto Mason.

‘Thanks mate. You know you’re welcome round anytime to see him’

‘I know, he loves hanging out with uncle Chilly’

You made it to the car, popping him in the seat and you sat next to Ollie in the back whilst Mason drove you home. You never seen him so concentrated before and you missed the feel of his hand on you like he always did when you went anywhere together so you reached forward to touch his shoulder and his eyes met yours in the mirror. A soft smile playing in his lips before they flickered back to the road.

‘You alright Mase?’

‘I’m fine baby. Just wanna get you both home safe’ he reassured you, your hand on his shoulder relaxing him slightly but you knew he wouldn’t be happy until you were all home safe and sound.

You parked up soon after, letting Mason get Ollie out of the car so he could sit with him alone for a little bit as you sorted some bits out in the kitchen but it wasn’t long before he was coming to find you so he could pull you into a family hug.

‘Thank you for coming today, it was a nice surprise even if I did get grumpy’

‘You’re welcome Masey’ you smiled, kissing his cheek as he stroked your lower back. ‘Ollie’s gonna be a heartbreaker just like his daddy so we need to get used to sharing him. I know it’s only been a couple of weeks but we’ll get there. I think we just need to appreciate how loved he is already’

‘You’re right’ he sighed before tensing as Ollie began to cry.

‘You know what? I think that might be the stinky nappy he promised you earlier’ you teased, laughing as Mason frowned knowing that he’d need to sort him out.

‘Come on then my smelly boy, let’s get you changed’ he sighed, walking out the room but not before leaving a loving kiss on your lips and you smiled as your boys left the room. Falling more and more in love with them as the seconds went by.

Thank you so much for reading, I really hope you enjoyed it and I’d love it if you could leave me some feedback 🩷

[sanjisblackasswife]

Let’s Talk About: Lazy Morning After with Zoro (NSFW-ISH?)

Black Fem Reader in Mind

Mornings like this were your favorite. The sun was barely peaking above the horizon. It was raining all night so there were still many clouds prevents the sun to completely shine through the windows, that you were grateful for. You and Zoro decided to sleep in the crows nest again on a multi layered pallet on the floor. The room was a bit chilly due to the hard wood floors, but Zoro’s body heat from last night’s love making session always made it bareable.

His heavy body was draped over you, hot breath tickling your neck, his heart beat almost in sync with yours. You always woke up before him and ran your fingers through his now damped hair, sometimes wiggling his golden earrings back and fourth like a cat playing with a toy.

“Stop that.” He grumbled making you jump at his sudden groggy voice. “Go back to sleep.”

“‘M not tired.” You voice sounding distracted as your mind ran off somewhere else, his earrings always hypnotized you. Whenever when he was on top of you you always caught your eyes wondering to his pretty jewelry. You’ve asked him why he wore them before but he never gave you a definitive answer, it was a mystery you were willing to let go though because he looked so good with them on.

His cheeks were slightly smushed in your bare breast, you blushed seeing how calm and sweet he looked laying beside the lustful hickies he gave you a few hours ago. You admired his restful face. You always felt safe in his arms, you knew no matter who tried to bust in somehow you’ll be protected by your muscle man.

Zoro knew. He knew how much you loved to be cuddled by him, how clingy you were, which is why after sex he loves to hold you close. Aftercare isn’t his specialty but he knows the bare basics of keeping you comfort. He’d be lying if your naked body didn’t always tempt him into ruining a sweet cuddle session for another round.

And it was true, his lips lazily latched onto your neck licking and sucking with ease making you hum. He moved his hips back and fourth greedily against your thigh like a dog in heat. His soft cock beginning to harden as it inched closer to your cunt as he moved upwards.

“Zo…”

“Sssh. Just let me be inside you. I won’t move too much.”

Of course. He always needed a little bit more of you even afterwards. You had no complaints, it always led to the softer side of sex with Zoro compared to him rutting against you, it was slow and soft, with a lot of kisses. You were still so wet since you both fell asleep right after so sliding back into you was no issue, simply just hissing together at the sensation.

He kept still, sighing in content.

“You’re so fucking warm…my little heater—“

“Shut up.” You snickered at him. “You’re so annoying.”

He smirked on your skin going back to lick all over your neck, he was such a tease, even half asleep he still manages to make you feel so good.

A moan slips out feeling him stretch you again as his cock hardened. He felt you clench down and used it as an opportunity to slowly thrust further inside you.

You didn’t object to his naughty actions, you just laid back completely and held the back of his nape with one hand. Your breast slowly jiggled at the same slow pace and Zoro grabbed one to play with as his cock dragged in and out of you so deliciously.

“Your pussy is to die for fuck—“

You let out a shaky laugh feeling your orgasm approach. It wasn’t the most powerful one you’ve had but you felt better somehow, it was almost as if it helped release a tension in your body you didn’t know you were holding. You were panting slowly and you look down to see Zoro just fell asleep. He didn’t even cum, he just wanted to make you sleepy again so you won’t get up. And his plan worked, you came down from your high and your lids felt so heavy as your arms held him close.

Lazy mornings with Zoro are always the best.

[ateezsboytoy]

Say please?

sub!intak x gn!reader

Word count: 7.4k

warnings: degration, use of puppy and mutt (its intak), slapping 🤭, leg humping, a bit of crying (lmk if i missed anything)

MINORS DNI!!!

AN: Tbr i wanted to write coworker!intak too so.... here is this ლ(╹◡╹ლ) (i don't know anything about an office job im sorry if it doesn't make sense ＞︿＜)

Everyone was at lunch. Except you. you hated this stupid job and the stupid people in it. But Intak was a different story. Intak was new and clueless. He constantly came to you for help with his paperwork and you really couldn't be mad. sometimes you pray that he gets hard things to calculate that way you see his cute wide-eyed look of frustration. He made the job a little more bareable when you catch him staring at you from his desk. The staring turns into texting, which turns into him being at your door 11:30pm that night, then turns into him begging for you to get off his dick because its just too much.

you hear a knock on the wall and see him. "Have you finished the papers that we are working on?" You look over to where you left it and its still not done. "i haven't finished yet, sorry." He looks away and looks back. "i need you to get it done. The boss is on my ass and he doesn't believe me when i say its not my fucking fault for you wasting time." you raise your eyebrows. "what did you say? I must not have heard you right." He rolls his eyes "i really don't have time for this. get the stupid paper done so we can both do our job." Your eyes shift and you feel a pang of annoyance. "i hope you remember who you are talking to right now. Acting like you're above me? tell me if i'm wrong but I'm not the one who was begging last night for me to go faster. i'm not the one on my knees begging for just 'one taste'." His face drops and he looks around making sure no one heard you. He walks a bit closer and looks down at the floor. "you're right... I'm sorry." you put a finger under his chin and push up for him to look at you. "Say please or you can do this paper yourself." His big brown eyes look ashamed but so sweet. "Please help me with this. I'm sorry for being bad." You can't help but to smirk. “Good boy. Now, I’ll get this done for you in about thirty minutes.” He nods and looks around nervously. “Could I come over tonight?” You chuckle slightly. “Don’t you usually? I’m surprised you’re asking now. At this point you’re at my house more than your own.” He looks down at the floor embarrassed. “Don’t worry, silly. My door and legs are always open for you.” You wink playfully as he chuckles.

It’s later than when he usually texts you. You’re just sitting on your bed waiting. What is the actual matter? You know your little puppy would not miss an opportunity to please you. Where is he? You don’t want to seem desperate but… that’s your puppy. You can’t help it. You take out your phone and click his contact.

You: where are you?

You wait. You hate waiting, but what else can you do? You let out a prolonged sigh. Has he gotten bored? He can’t. He asked to come over. Again.

After 35 minutes you get a knock on your door. You jump up excitedly but calm yourself before you open the door. There he is. Your pretty boy holding out flowers for you. “I’m sorry for being a jerk earlier.” You chuckle at the sweet gesture. You grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him in the door. He lets out a small yelp and chuckles at your boldness. “Put those down. I don’t need my pretty flowers getting ruined.” You smirk. He lets out a small whimper at your dominance. “Already? I haven’t even taken off my jacket.” He chuckles nervously. He puts the flowers on a counter and starts to slide his jacket off. “While you’re at it, you might as well take the rest off too, pup.” His head snaps to you. “Are you sure?” His voice quivers a bit. “I just told you to do something and I don’t see you doing it. You’re already going to get punished, do you want to add to it, puppy?” He slides his jacket all the way off without looking away from you with his precious brown eyes. “Wait. Punished? What? I. I got the flowers. I’m sorry? I’m sorry. Please don’t punish me.” You walk closer to him. “You poor baby. Look at you begging already. But puppy. Did you forget who’s in charge?” He swallows nervously while a blush creeps up his neck. “No, master.”

“So? I told you to do something, mutt.” He nods quickly and starts pulling his shoes and socks off. You stand there with your arms crossed. His eyes meets yours while he begins to unbutton his pants. You can’t help but smirk at your sweet puppy. He pulls them down and reaches his arms up to pull the stained gray shirt over his head. “Now what do I do, master?” You look down at his strained boxers. “Excuse me? Don’t act like a stupid mutt.” He looks down embarrassed and looks back at you. He nods and gets fully naked. His pretty pink cock springing out as he pulls them down. You could drool and attack him immediately but you hold back. He looks up at you with full attention. You motion for him to get closer. Of course he obliges. You take his cheek in your hand and caress it. He melts into your hand and closes his eyes. “My pretty puppy. Get down on your knees.” He snaps open his eyes and looks down. His knees are still slightly bruised from his last begging session. “But… master, please I’m… it’ll hurt.” You put on a mocking pout. “Oh really? You should have thought of that before you gave your master attitude. Now. Get. Down. Puppies go on the floor.” He bites his lip and looks away than looks back. He lowers himself onto the ground and looks up at you. He smiles slightly embarrassed.

“Such a good pup.” You take his chin in your hand and run your thumb over his bottom lip. He opens his mouth a bit. You chuckle at how well he’s trained. You slide your thumb into his mouth and he doesn’t break eye contact as his wets your digit. You move your hand and push farther back until your whole thumb is in his warm mouth. He chokes a bit and you slide your now wet thumb out. “That’s a good boy.” He smiles with watery eyes. You grab his jaw and kiss his pouty pink lips. He whines at the attention he’s been so desperately needing. “Now puppy, tell me why I should help you with your puppy parts?” He looks down at his leaking erection than back at you. “I really…need your help, master. It doesn’t feel good without you.” He says breathlessly. You chuckle at his shaky voice. He inches closer to you. He gently wraps his hands around your leg. He whimpers as you watch him get closer to your leg. “What are you doing pup?” He says nothing as he starts to rut his leaky cock against you black sweatpants. You run your fingers through his hair while he whines at the forced contact that he’s made. “Master…” He stutters out. “Such a needy mutt, aren’t you?” He whimpers and nods gently. A small wet patch forms on your pant leg as he continues to chase the delicious friction. He tries to speed up as his hips falter. “Master. Master. Please. I need it. Please give me permission. I’m gonna..” You quickly slap him hard enough to get him to stop. He whines loudly. “Off.” He listens and slides off of your leg looking at the floor ashamed. You grab his jaw and make him look up at you. His eyes are glossy and tearing up. “I don’t remember telling you it was okay. Such a slutty puppy. Do you remember such a thing?” He shakes his head no. “Exactly. Now what you’re gonna do is crawl your goddamn way to that bed and let your master do what I see fit.” He whines. A tear streaks from his eye. “I’m sorry, master. But you didn’t stop me.” You strike his face again. “I don’t know who you believe who you’re talking back to right now?” He moans loudly than covers his mouth. “Don’t hide how you enjoy this, pup.”

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Okay I’m sorry this literally took FOR FUCKING EVER 😵‍💫

I made myself giggle with this one.

Part 2???????

Taglist: @brimearcian

[theotherbuckley]

Bobby understands why his father always drank. After the first glass it burns his throat but his head feels foggier and he doesn’t feel as guilty that he’s the reason his dad is dead. It makes it a bit more bareable. And his dad always drank. He loved his dad. It can’t be that bad. So he sneaks the bottles from the cupboard into the bag he packs to take to his mother’s. He drinks it when his mother is sleeping and his head won’t shut up and he’s feeling especially bad. When he runs out he starts sneaking small amounts from the liquor cabinet. His mother doesn’t notice and first and when she does she yells at Charlie. Because why would a little kid be drinking at all? Charlie tells him he knows what he’s doing, Bobby just shrugs. He says he’ll end up like Dad. Bobby thinks good.

He stops needing it so much. Things get better at school. He’s a figure skater and a hockey player. He likes listening to music, but he always makes sure to keep one ear free. Just in case. He doesn’t care too much about school though, he’s going to be a firefighter, he already knows that. He only drinks occasionally, he says it’s because he likes the taste and it reminds him of his dad.

A year after his dad dies he drinks a little too much. He wakes up and his head hurts and he tells himself he won’t drink again.

He forgets to take out the trash one night. His mother yells and says he’s just like his father. Bobby drinks because she’s right.

When he gets older drinking becomes cool. Everyone is sneaking alcohol from their parents and Bobby does it too. There’s nothing wrong with it. Everyone does it. If he has it a little bit more often, not just at parties but in the middle of the day when he’s along, that’s between him and his dad.

He thinks he might have a problem when he can’t remember some nights. But his head hurts more when he doesn’t drink so he just keeps going.

He meets a girl one night, thinks he’s gonna marry her. He tells himself he’ll stop drinking for her. He does. For a bit.

He wakes up in an empty apartment, head aching, a fire burns down his life.

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

why is it that arranged!reader and bruce could only get along when bruce was batman? is there anything batman had that bruce can channel into his relationship with reader? even to just make him more bareable to her

"I'm sorry," Bruce said, wiping tears off your cheeks carefully. Not sure why you were crying. And not sure how to stop doing it.

When you make a soft helpless sound in response and don't pull away, Bruce kisses your forehead. "Please don't cry. I just- I know you were in love with Batman and I-"

"I didn't love Batman. And I didn't think he loved me."

The second time in as many weeks you stop him dead in his tracks.

"Then why did you-"

"Sleep with him?" You exhale slowly. "It was a choice. He felt- safe. Steady."

Bruce nodded, brushing an errant tendril of flyaway hair back out of your face. "And I don't?"

"I don't know- you didn't. You didn't even look at me most of the time. And now-" You break off and pull away just a little. Looking towards where Opal is watching with interest. "Why now? You keep offering me everything but there's nothing that you want and I can't-"

"I just want to make sure you're okay. That you're happy," he said softly. "I feel like I almost killed you. And I'll never forgive myself for treating you like collateral."

[factorydefaultlu]

Aegon having an S/O with massive breasts and he never stops touching or leaning on them. Sat on the iron throne with S/O in his lap, head in her chest refusing to make decision whilst she pets his head 😫

Content warning: sexual themes, mommy kink at the very end

Aegon would often ask you to join him on the throne room when he had to attend to his 'Kingly Duties'

It made them a little more bareable.

Aegon had a smaller throne placed next to his for you.

You hardly ever used it however. He much preferred you in his lap.

He loved the way it made the lords uncomfortable. Good.

Aegon was obsessed with your tits, always touching them and sucking on them. He was more familiar with your chest than your eyes.

So there you sat, in your kings lap. His head resting against your tits, arms wrapped firmly around your waist.

Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling his closer and placing a hand on the back of his head.

He waved off lord after lord, growing bored of their asinine problems.

He soon grew tired, you took to referring to the lords yourself, asking Aegon if it was alright that she gave or denied the lord permission for whatever they needed.

Aegon would always sigh, bury his face further into her tits and say he didn't care.

You played with his hair, and soon the swath of lords was finally over.

You shook Aegon awake, and he looked up at you.

"Come on, let's go play in mommies bed."

[tocupid]

THE BOOK CLUB. — A SOOBIN FIC

sypnosis. meeting your significant other at your neighborhood book club was not on your 2023 bingo but hey... your definitely not complaining!

pairing + genre + wc. non!idolsoobin × fem!reader. fluff!!! 2.8k words.

choose character – yn.

there was a reason that everyone in your neighborhood called you matilda. a book was always found in your nose, and even if everyone was reluctant, they didn't seem to mind so much about you joining the book club now. knowing how knowledgeable you were for your age, your parents did whatever they could to increase it at least 1 iq a day (at least they hoped that's what this was all doing). at first, you didn't mind the packed weekday afternoon classes after school and weekend full sessions for instruments and tutoring, but as you grew, you started resenting your family and yourself. you hated how curious you had been, wishing you just acted like a snobby child, wanting to continue watching your ipad and stuff your face with chips and apple juice. you hated your family for torturing you, leaving you with no time for yourself, to discover hobbies and join clubs like stuco on your own. the only thing you were encouraged to do that you genuinely enjoyed was reading. writing annotations, highlighting whatever you wanted to follow the little footnotes you made was so fun and calming. too bad everyone thought it was strange of you to invest so much in something they considered stupid. now, at the age of 19, you were set to attend snu with absolutely no social life (unless the neighborhood kids who didn't talk to you unless necessary counted) or love life. just great.

then the new kid moved in. he looked like a natural blonde with his soft, fluffy hair and perfect lips, every teenage girls dream. you could tell by the way all the girls swooned over him at the book club meeting, you almost went insane. you wouldn't lie and say he wasn't attractive because he most definitely was. the only thing keeping you from budging was your envy. he was quickly taken in by a few of the guys here despite being introverted just like you.. was it all because of his looks? you wished that you could be like him.. maybe then you'd have someone to talk to besides keeping a book under your nose since the annotations you made were the only way you'd be heard by at least something. choi soobin. that was his name. oh, how you wished you were choi soobin.

choose character – soobin.

sighing, soobin gave up arguing with his mother and clicked submit on the application to join the neighborhood book club from his phone. anything to stop hearing the nagging coming from her mouth talking about, "all you do is read those picture books and animations on tv! you're an adult now, grow up!" and the "how do you expect to do well wheb you refuse to even open a book!" and lastly, the "you can meet even more people there, get out of your shell! oh my gosh, choi soobin, just sign up for that damn book club!" closing the door shut, he groaned as he knew that if he backed out now, the nagging would get worse. he was considered "too deep in" at this point. hopefully, this book club would be lenient on him. he heard that there were good snacks made by mrs. song who owned sugar rush bakery in the city.. maybe he'd just show up for that. unlocking his phone grumbling, he tapped (roughly) a message, BEGGING his new friends if any of them were in the club and if not join. thank the lords, at least taehyun was in it. maybe things would be bareable.

it was not bareable. taehyun spent most of his time discussing the book of the week, anne of green gables (why were they so into that middle school book...), with some girl. what was her name again? matilda? maybe she was a foreigner, who knows! he wouldn't lie and say she wasn't cute, though. maybe he'd grow the balls to approach her one day.

he did not need to grow balls. taehyun was either a blessing or the devil in the disguise. yelling out, "SOOBIN WHY ARE YOU PLAYING CHUBBY BUNNY WITH THE COOKIES?!" across the room was anything but necessary. at least it got her attention, but soobin had no idea if he even wanted it anymore. hell, he'd rather have embarrassed himself on his own will. his ears turned red along with his chips as he left the table full of treats to approach taehyun, who just snickered at his friend who very obviously looked like he wanted to sink into the pits of hell. at least it made her let out a little chuckle with that small little smile. not big and cheeky yet genuine and arguably reached her eyes in a way. hopefully, soobin could replace that stuffed faced impression of him in her head because he DEFINITELY did not want to miss out now. she looked so cute he felt completely purified just looking at her. "oh soobin, this is yn. yn, i'm sure you've already heard of this beanstalk." yn? why did everyone call her matilda then? the shocked and slightly embarrassed look on her face was enough soobin from shutting up. a meek. "did i say that out loud..." came out his mouth as he winced seeing the embarrassed look on her and taehyun's face. the apologies came spewing out his mouth as he repeatedly bowed, eyes closed. poor boy looked like he was going to bawl his eyes out while she simply did her best to keep him from bowing again, constantly reassuring him. it got to the point she couldn't help but find this humorous and soobin was doing it only to hear her laughter. the rest of the meeting contained soobin doing his best to make her laugh throughout the conversation that flowed smoothly between the two. before they knew it, the meeting had ended and everyone left the living room of ms. jin's house while she graciously wished them well, multitasking by cleaning at the same time.

walking her home, soobin got to learn a lot about yn. her favorite color was blue because it was what the sky of a peaceful good day looked like. her favorite singer was lauvey since she was a hopeless romantic and it put her at peace while reading. her favorite book was little women, she couldn't count the amount of times she reread the book. she preferred movies over shows, she wanted to try volleyball, the list went on. every detail he learned about her, soobin planned on digging up that unused journal his father got him for his 11th birthday so he wouldn't forget a thing. the walk itself was peaceful, just two happy souls skipping on the sidewalk as they learned more about each other, completely infatuated. when she finally got to her door, the bittersweet feeling lingering in the air quickly disappeared as the two exchanged numbers, texting each other as soon as the front door had shut. soobin couldn't helo but giggle, smiling wide at each message he recieved. he lied. the book club was definitely bareable. maybe it wasn't going to be so bad.

choose character – yn.

days had gone by, but never a single one had passed without a "good morning pretty!" and "good night have sweet dreams!" message or a "have u eaten yet? remember to drink water too!" from soobin. the checkups melted your heart and from what you knew from the books you read, you confirmed you were absolutely head over heels for the giant blonde boy who just seemed to occupy every part of your brain. for once you had someone to talk to and it was a complete dream come true. when you both ended up getting drained of their social battery, you simply would notify the other who completely understood, allowing for silence to fill the air before your phone would start dinging with message notifications. it was a system that just didn't seem like it could break. the feelings you had only grew as soobin made sure to always buy you a filling meal paired with your favorite coffee at the café you studied at (which he managed to get you to spill out just for this purpose!!), sticking by your side to keep you from getting stressed over the work (even if he knew you would understand it completely the second you reviewed your notes).

the feelings deepened when he had convinced your parents that you needed a break in order to continue doing well (which you already felt extremely grateful for) and took you to the park, a volleyball hidden in the backpack he carried aside from the picnic basket and blanket compiled in one arm as he excitedly dragged you with the other. the day was spent with a perfect blue sky scattered with a few fluffy white clouds you looked at with him, delicious food that he looked through his mother's cookbook to make, and "teaching" you how to play volleyball when in reality he was doing what he learned from the youtube tutorial he watched last night after sending you the daily good night message. all you could think about after the day ended was how you ever met this angel who found his way into your life.

your feelings occupied your entire soul, body, and mind the second day he got you a break and took you to a swimming pool for lessons. he had convinced your parents again, except this time stating something different would help free your mind and this activity would be a learning experience for you. little did you know he was taking you to a beginners swimming lesson, having no clue you already knew how to swim. the entire time you had been doing your best keeping him from drowning in the 3ft side of the pool with the kids. you couldn't help but laugh at how silly this man was almost dying in water half his height while wearing a swim cap and goggles. halfway through he had given up on the class, declaring it a lost cause, sticking to the tupe floaties he had around his arms and waist. out of all the times you had with soobin of even your life, that was probably the most you had laughed or smiled. you were so grateful for choi soobin.

the lonely hearts book club. if you had to present yourself as a book, this would be the one you choose. it was the book that had been chosen for this week's book club (with you recommending it) and to say you were excited was an understatement. an extra plus was how you knew soobin was going to probably skim through the book and go on spark notes at most which meant you would get to explain your absolute favorite book to your crush at the park you first hung out at together. just the thought made your cheeks redden as you squealed into your pillow and hugged the book tightly. sitting up right, you pulled your bedside laptop table with your pens and highlighters as you flipped to the first page. the dedication page. looking at the words you wondered what it'd be like writing a dedication to him, what it'd be like being able to show how you felt for him in words that could never be removed. pulling the cap of the pen off you started writing it all out.

"this one's for mary. arthur and sloane belong as much to you as they do me. and for soobin. who's like a breath of fresh air from this stressful life i live. who makes me laugh harder than ever at whatever you do because i can't help but find you to be the funniest person on earth even if you don't do a thing. who does his best to make me comfortable even if i'm in my own home because you know how it seems like a living hell to me at times. who always points at a ramdom cloud in the sky to say it reminds him of me and despite it sounding absolutely ridiculous at first, makes it work in the end. who fulfilled my dream of dancing in the rain with someone i love (even if he didn't know it) just like in the books. who i always learn something new about even if we've soon approached 100 days of being friends. who i wish i could be more than friends with."

putting the pen down, you took a deep breath knowing it was too late to take it all back. turning the page you read while you highlighting everything.. and by everything you meant parts that just seemed to remind you of soobin. green for the things you wished to do with him, orange for the things that you wanted to share with him from the book, and blue for things that he made you feel like. this weekend would be something for sure.

choose character – soobin.

filling out the page of his journal on new things about yn for the day, he couldn't help but smile as he listed all the things while thinking about her, even as his hand started getting sore. the next time they would see each other would be this weekend, for the book club and to celebrate their 100 days together. his mind began to wander and think of what it'd be like if it was 100 days as a couple instead. he couldn't help but giggle at the thought, red flowing to his cheeks and ears. the happy thoughts had him act on impulse, dedicating a page of the journal to confess.

"i'm scared i'll regret this soon but seriously, thank you so much for coming into my life yn. everyday i learn something about you, i look forward to journaling it so that i'll never have an excuse to forget a thing. you changed me so much as a human and i want to continue staying with you and changing for the better. i became more brave the day i asked to walk you home and got your number, the time i got the guts to even call you pretty face to face, the day i asked you to spend the day with me at the park which in my head i imagined to be a date in order to convince myself to go out, and the day i faced my fears and went swimming even if you laughed at me the whole time. you made me love things i never knew i'd love like books and a whole other person. i always look forward to book club meetings knowing you'll light up at being able to pick up something new to read and talk about something you enjoyed about it to me after. you made me discover that i could love you. to be honest i can't explain why i love you but i think that just proves my point more. there is no specific reason about you that makes me have such feelings for you yet i feel them just thinking about you. i hope you'll accept my heart. - your soosoo ⸜(ˊ▽ˋ*) "

choose character – overseer.

meeting up for the weekend was terrifying for both soobin and yn. both of them had texted less the day before, way too nervous about seeing the other to pay attention to it at all. when they finally spotted each other at the park, their hands quickly clutched around the book/journal they were holding. at the same time, they both handed the book to each other, a flustered and slightly shocked look on both their faces as receiving something in return was not what any of them had predicted. "ah- you can read yours first-" "no you should read yours first-" "no i insist-" "well so do i!" the raise in volume at soobins words had you laugh a bit, the nerves leaving your system for a minute. "should we just read it at the same time then?" a small nod with pursed lips was all you needed to open up the leather journal while soobin flipped open the book. silence filled the air as you both read what each of you had done, shocked yet excited and glad that the other felt the same. even after 2½ hours had passed and you both had finished reading the others work, you still stay silent, afraid to do anything first. since soobin had been the one to initiate things between the two of you the most, you wanted to be first this time. adrenaline had taken over you as you impulsively (but with no regrets!!) kissed his cheek before quickly realizing what you had done and turning your head away from him, mumbling while your face turned red, "why would you ever think i wouldn't accept you.." that was all soobin needed to hug you tighter than he ever did, smiling wide and slightly jumping on the bench you both had been sitting on. thank god he signed up for that book club.

[veiwryn]

Vaguely explaining the teams pt 2

Now for Team Phoenix. (Alejandro, Bridgette, Eva, Noah, and Izzy)

Without Sierra being in Team Two, this group gets the opportunity to choose a decent name for themselves. They decide they want to have a symbolic name, Noah suggesting animals like foxes and ravens (Which is meant to be foreshadowing). Alejandro would suggest elements, while Eva and Bridgette are just listening to this mini debate. Eventually Izzy decides to pop in and suggest Pheonix, which the team have no objections.

This is how their dynamic plays out, Alejandro and Noah shoving the leadership position back and forth (Noah unwillingly getting it while Alejandro wants complete control—in the beginning), Eva and Bridgette being supportive of the person they're bias towards—occasionally being on neither or both sides—and Izzy being a wild card.

Alejandro knows he has to contribute to the group, Eva isn't easy to manipulate compared to Owen, and he's low key intimidated by her. So, it makes him determined to win/do good, cause if he's valuable there's a higher chance he could convince Team Escope to keep him around longer than Bridgette. (He knows he'll be the first out otherwise). His game plan changes, instead of focusing on other teams, he tries to maintain a good relationship with his teammates, particularly Noah as they're the only boys on the team and are intelligent. Alejandro could've have noticed how Noah acts like his little trio's leader (but it's actually Izzy), so if he gets to Noah, he can be safe.

With Alejandro distracted, this also gives the opportunity to develop the relationship between Eva and Bridgette, as the iron woman is given a 2nd chance to be a better person to the hostess. Occasionally Izzy is added on their shenanigans, which causes the surfer and female bully to sort of become friends. With the rest of the group becoming genuine friends. It makes being away from Geoff a little bareable, and Bridgette wouldn't be as tempted by Alejandro. They're on the same team, and while Alejandro does want to last longer, he acknowledges the fact that plotting against Bridgette would only backfire.

THIS DOESN'T MEAN ALEJANDRO WILL NOT BE EVIL. He's just more careful with his plotting and won't go out his way to make his team lose. And maybe Alejandro learns to genuinely appreciate his friends teammates. I think it'd be funny for Alejandro to have a crisis because he doesn't know what to do; if he should betray the team he learned to love, or disappoint his parents/family.

Found family, my beloved.

I also just realized that Alejandro and Heather's roles are swapped. What a loser.

[dlavend3r]

Dad figure Husk with fem reader wanting his comfort after a nightmare? Please?

Dad Figure! Husk x fem! Reader (PLATONIC YOU SICKOS)

When you was alive you never really had a good relationship with your father. (Wow daddy issues so original 😒). So once you got into hell you thought that it was going to be shit for you. But it was actually bareable with Husk. Yes, the Husker. Since you’ve been in hell you’ve bonded with Husker and it actually made you both become closer in a father daughter type dynamic.

Husk has always been the father you wanted. He was nice, caring and understanding. Yes he can a bit to distance at times but you knew he loved you and that you love him.

But even though having someone care for you still doesn’t take away the fact that you, 1: stuck in hell, and 2: have nightmares because of it. You are in hell only because of some petty little thing you did when you was younger that you regretted. So now you have to live in hell in fear because of all these sickos and also the extermination.

It was a helpless night, you sleeping in your bed only to be woken from a nightmare. You dreamt of the extermination and how all your friends and whom you call family die because of the angels. The last thing you remembered was screaming out to husker dead body. You was afraid. You in your now woken state placed a hand over your chest feeling your heart beating faster and faster and you’re breathing losing control.

Husker, hearing the commotion decided to knock on your door. He heard you scream as he was heading his way to his own room. All he heard was sobs coming from your door. His instincts kicked in and he opened the door.

All husker saw was your shaken form on the bed with tears in your eyes. What didn’t help was the fact that you was hyperventilating. You hated this feeling, you wanted it to stop but it couldn’t. You couldn’t cry out for help. All you could do was sit and lose control over your own body.

Husker made his way to you and sat in front of you, taking your hands in his and making you look him in the eyes. “Kid, look at me. “ he said, “five things, name five things you can see.”

You continue to breath faster and look away but husker made you look back at him, “name five things.” You just stared and manage to mumble out, “the blanket…. The door knob…” you took deep breathes in between each word as you continued.

Husk nodded, “four things you can feel.” You heard as you took slower breaths trying to focus on what he was saying, “Um… your hands… the air from the fan…” Husker nodded urging you to finish. “Now, three things you can hear.”

You tried your best to focus on your surroundings ass you finished the rest of the exercise with husk now more calmed down.

Husk rubbed your hands softly and watched as you shifted your body to hug him in your sitting position. Husker was hesitant before hugging you back. “Do you want to talk about it?” He asked. You shook your head no. Husk hummed softly. “Okay….. I’m here if you need to.” You look up at husker and nodded, “I know” you sniffled softly before laying your head on his chest with you’re eyes closed.