#and thank god my friends are supportive in all of this

[joonieskinks]

Simon “please will you be my fake girlfriend” Riley

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Simon couldn’t be happier for John. Finally, he’s met a woman whose head over heels for him, who will stick around during the hard times. The man deserves this, deserves her. It’s about time they got married after all.

Today is his wedding day, and Simon was actually delighted to receive an invite. Although he had to dress up a bit for the event and all, he didn’t mind. It was for one of his greatest friends, and the energy in the room was so positive, so supportive. He can honestly say he felt happy to be here.

That was until he spotted eager mamas eyeing him at the reception, no doubt coming over to set him up with their daughters. Nope- he was not having that whatsoever. He went into full panic mode, trying to avoid their eyes, their presence that was ever closing in on him. Simon turned straight around and made his way to the bar where he found you.

“Gosh, how long does it take to find a Pinot-?” You complain under your breath before the handsome stranger from the corner of your eye interrupts you.

“Pleasewillyoubemyfakegirlfriend?” The rather tall man asks frantically as your eyes finally meet. Yours, rather confused, and his, rather desperate.

“Uh- sure?” You laugh nervously as you sip your wine that just arrived.

“Great- M’ Simon, I work in the military, we’ve been together six months, ‘right love?.” He explains rather quickly, eyes darting back and forth between you and the mamas rapidly approaching.

But you get the message.

“You can call me that “love” of yours, I work for the government if you should know and you have to act like you want me for this to work, Simon.” You pull him down by his tie to whisper in his ear.

“If you want them to stay away, touch me.” You kiss his cheek and pull away, performing with a laugh.

It disarms Simon how effortless you make this seem, how quick witted you are - this mysterious yet willing woman at the bar. You’ve truly peaked his interest and he’s so grateful. So yea, absolutely he will touch you, a gorgeous woman in this gorgeous dress.

Simon takes you by the waist, pulling you to his body, whispering back how beautiful you look. It makes you blush, looking back at him rather shocked. He’s equally shocked at his own bold actions, but he plays it off and smiles. Glancing at your pink cheeks with a “good” as you’re both interrupted.

“Simon, darling! There you are!” One woman says.

“I’ve been looking for you! May I present my daughter, Bridgette. She’s a nurse in London as a matter of fact.” Another states proudly.

“I’m terribly sorry, mam”, you interrupt, turning towards Simon and tidying up his tie. Your fingers brushing up against his chest, his throat, it gives him shivers. Any excuse to touch him really was your thought process-

“But I’m afraid he’s already spoken for. As of six months ago tonight, actually. Isn’t that right, darling?.” A proud smile on your face, and Simon just thinks you’re absolutely hypnotizing. Tongue in cheek, yes, but he already wants it to be real, to be yours. He just hopes you’ll say yes to dinner after this, and that you actually didn’t accompany anyone here.

“Yea, this is my girlfriend…” he starts, completely blanking.

My God, he didn’t even know your name, and yet he’s utterly entranced. Talk about a backwards way to start off a relationship.

“Y/N,” you stick out a hand to the mama and her nurse daughter, but they just painfully smile, clearly trying to decline “politely”. With that, they mutter an excuse and walk away, already sniffing for the next eligible bachelor around this evening.

“Well. That’s that then. You’re very welcome, boyfriend dearest.” You tease, bringing your wine glass back up to your lips, admiring his features. He really is a handsome man, it surprises you he doesn’t have anyone special in his life.

“Thank you for your help, Y/N.” He says your name on purpose, he wants to test it out on his tongue. He finds he rather likes it. You do as well.

“Can I get you another drink? On me…” Simon shyly asks, leaning against the bar.

“If it means you’ll stay and have one with me, then yes.” You flirt, waiting for his reaction. Alas, a blush appears on his cheeks. It makes you smile, a big, gorgeous man like this- yet he’s rather timid. It’s sweet really.

“It’s nice to meet you Simon, formally.” You stick out your hand for him to shake. His eyes meet your own and he smiles before taking it. Your hands are so soft, he wants to touch you always if it’s like this.

“Likewise, love.”

You two spent the rest of the night together, by the bar chatting, walking through the gardens getting to know one another, he asked you to dance. Hell, even Price and his new bride thought you two were together by the end of the night.

It took an official date or two, but eventually you were.

Who knows, maybe you two would be the next to get hitched. Simon certainly hopes so.

[042502]

𔓕 ່ ⃝⃝🏀 𝗟𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗩𝗦 𝗖𝗘𝗟𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗦 : 𓈒 𝇋♡︎𝇌

⠀⠀⠀𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . pairing : chris sturniolo x fem!reader.

⠀⠀⠀𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . summary : You go to watch the basketball game where ⠀⠀⠀your boyfriend Chris plays, after the new victory you go to rest ⠀⠀⠀at home and things get heated.

⠀⠀⠀𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . content : smut. dirty talk, rude.

⠀⠀⠀𐙚 ˚. ࣪ ⊹ . . . notes : My first language is not English. I don't know ⠀⠀⠀much about basketball, I wrote this from ignorance. Below I ⠀⠀⠀leave you the masterlist so you can read more content like this.

The stadium was dyed with the colors of the Los Angeles Lakers and the Boston Celtics, the screaming fans and Christopher's recent score against the Lakers. The stadium cameras focused on me when Chris signaled for me, he had dedicated the score to me. I smile excitedly and blow him a kiss from the stands. My beautiful boy, He was in his best stage of the season, and even more motivated, because Matt was on the team too, accompanying him. The Celtics had bought him for 130 million, closing the closing for him to start playing this year. After his great performance, all eyes were on him, it had been a unique opportunity. I sit back down without erasing the smile from my face.

“I recorded a video, look,” my best friend Camila, who came to accompany me, tells me.

“I get excited when he scores goals for me,” I say smiling without taking my eyes off the screen until the video ends. “Can you send me the video later?”

The black-haired girl nods and I thank her and then turn my attention back to the game. There were still eight minutes left, but victory was assured. 25 point from Nate and 28 point from Chris, both scores with assists from Matt. Although the game could turn around, the Lakers players looked tired. I accompanied Chris to all his games, I couldn't miss any of them, since according to him it gave him security to see me in the stands. And who was I to deny him? Apart from my work as a model and influencer, it allowed me to have certain freedoms over time. Being the girlfriend of a basketball player of Chris's stature was not easy, he was in her best stage of promotion in the world of basketball. He needed company all the time and I loved spending time with him.

They signal the end of the game and the stadium crowd went crazy celebrating the Celtics' victory. I hug Camila while we scream happily, another victory for the list. The stadium screens reflected images of the team celebrating.

Chris lies on the bed and sighs tiredly, but with a smile. I look at him and smile while I change. We had just arrived home. On TV they showed the interview they did with him when the game ended.

"Who do you dedicate this victory to Christopher?" the journalist asks, Chris smiles.

"To my girlfriend, who always accompanies me to all the games, is my unconditional support."

He looked at Chris tenderly, taking my eyes off the TV.

“Oh you're so cute” he pulled me over to him and he gave me one of those smiles, it made me melt. "I love you."

“Me to you,” he says, placing me on top of him, leaving my legs on either side of his hips, resting his hands on my ass, pressing me against him to give me a kiss. “Thank you for coming,” he brushes my hair away from my face and leaves it behind my ear.

God, I'm so in love with him.

“It wasn't going to be missed, you know,” I admit, resting my hands on his abdomen without stopping to look at him. I admired everything about him, everything he did to get to where he was and I loved accompanying him even more.

He asks me a question but he ignored the questions and I take advantage of having him this close to look at his mouth and give him a short kiss, which ends up being a passionate kiss. Chris's hands run down my back under my dress, caressing me with his fingertips, causing goosebumps to break out on my skin. Without letting go of my mouth, he turns us over on the mattress and puts me under it, settling between my legs.

“Mmh” I gasp, throwing my head back when he starts kissing my neck and presses himself against me, rubbing his crotch against mine. Well, I wasn't that tired from the game. He held himself with one hand, resting it on the bed and with the other he caressed my thighs, kissing down to the beginning of the neckline of my dress. The clothes were already starting to get in the way.

With his help he removed his shirt and he took off my dress and thong, leaving me completely naked. He scans me from head to toe, making me blush. He approaches again. He kisses the inside of my thighs and caresses my hips, causing me things I can't explain in words.

“The most beautiful thing of my day” he laughs, kissing my mons, his hot breath hit my clitoris and his stubble tickled me, making me gasp. I let my head fall back onto the sheets and hold on to them as his tongue runs up and down my slit. Exciting me. He grabs my thighs, preventing me from closing my legs while he tortures me with his tongue, sucking as he pleases, causing small moans to come out of my mouth as I arched towards him looking for something more than his tongue to satisfy my desire. He moves his face away, letting me breathe for a second, and caresses my clit with his thumb while he looks at me smiling. What a man.

He leaves a path of kisses and bites from my abdomen, not passing through my tits, giving attention to both, putting them in his mouth and squeezing them with his hands. I bite my lower lip seeing and feeling everything he was doing to me. At that point the fever was consuming me, I needed him to hold me.

I put my hands on his chest making him stop and I push him lightly, making him understand what I wanted to do. He stands on the floor and stays close to the edge of the bed, I get on my knees and elbows, being at the height of his erection marked in the black joggers he was wearing. I bite my lower lip. Was all that going to eat me? Christopher runs one of his hands through my hair, taking it out of my face and grabbing it between his fingers, holding my head while he lowered the joggers along with the boxers, freeing his member.

I look up, meeting Chris's eyes. Her pupils were dilated with pleasure and her mouth was half open, looking at me carefully, not missing anything I was doing to her. I take out my tongue and run it from the base to the glans. He tightens his grip on my hair when I place a kiss on the tip and grabs it with one hand and then puts it in my mouth, I sucked and filled the entire phallus with saliva, I could feel Chris tense every time I took it in and out of my mouth. First he slowed and then he increased the movements, taking it only halfway because that was what I could fit in my mouth.

From one moment to the next I feel him pulling my hair back, making his cock come out of my mouth and I just look at him with a raised eyebrow.

“I can't take it anymore,” he admits. He has a hoarse voice. He makes me sit up and in a single movement he puts my back to him, he pushes me slightly and I lean over the bed. He has me on all fours for him. I smile satisfied. His huge hands cup my hips, bringing me closer to the edge. With his hand he brushes the hair off my back and with one hand he forces me to lower my torso, leaving only my ass up. I rest my hands on either side of my head and my cheek on the bed. In that position I was going to feel everything. It made me horny just thinking about it. He slides his left hand down my spine and finishes by slapping me hard on the ass, making me scream from the sudden blow. It had fascinated me.

“Let me know if it hurts” I hear him say as he adjusts the tip at my entrance, He feels a little, sliding up and down and without detours, he penetrates me slowly, slowly entering me.

I grabbed the sheets between my fingers and let out a moan, closing my eyes for a microsecond, feeling the entire length invade me. It was huge, I always had a hard time getting used to it at first. It starts to move. First slow, making me moan softly and then he starts to increase the pace. In and out, in and out. It perfectly accompanied the rhythm of my high-pitched moans. My ass bounces against his pelvis every time he bumps into me, causing the noise of our skin colliding. It was very pleasant. Having him there fucking me on all fours.

I let out a muffled moan when he increases his speed, squeezing my ass hard as he forces me to follow the tortuous back and forth of his thrusts. The pleasure ran through me from head to toe and I had to raise my torso, resting my hands on the bed, supporting myself. I turn my head back a little, as well as part of my torso to look at him while he fucks me.

He bites his lower lip, looking into my eyes and leans down to kiss my mouth, silencing the uncontrolled moans that come out of my mouth while still holding me tightly.

“Harder” I whispered almost inaudibly over his mouth and no more words were enough for him to listen to me. He roughly grabbed my hips and began to fuck me even harder, making me scream with pleasure as I turn my head forward and rest both hands on the bed, crumpling the sheets between my fingers. The only thing that could be heard were my moans and the thrusts he gave me. I throw my head back moaning when I finish and I bite my lower lip hard as I feel him continue thrusting into me until he finishes too. He leaves a kiss on my ass and then a bite before leaving me.

I was very tired, my legs were shaking. I fall onto the bed and roll over, turning onto my back as I try to steady my breathing.

“I'm up for five more rounds,” Chris says jokingly as he adjusts his boxers. Although if it were up to him, that's how it would be. I laughed, shaking my head and I got under the sheets, I wasn't going to get dressed.

“Come” I pout, opening my arms for him to come hug me. He looks at me smiling and first turns off the light and then returns to the bed to hug me, getting under the covers. He gives me a kiss and lies on my chest, with his face between my tits. We stayed like that until Chris fell asleep, he left a kiss on her forehead.

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[justkending]

Mr. & Mrs. Hunt (7/7)

Mini-Series Summary: Two of the most stubborn people in the group partnered together for an undercover mission are also the two people with the most hatred for each other, so what could go wrong? Or is it, what COULDN’T go wrong?…

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger Reader (Enemies to Lovers) (Fake Marriage Trope)

Word Count: 1800+ (shorter but sweet;)

A/N: This is the last chapter of the mini-series! I've loved a break from all my other WIPs and am surprised that I was able to complete this even if I wasn't sure where it was going 🥲 Thank you all again for the support, comments, and sweet love you've sent my way, and I hope to have more free time to write this summer now that I'm on break!🥳💞

Next Chapter

Y/N’s POV:

Four months have gone by since our mission. And to say things are different would be an understatement. 

We kept the game of hating each other going on long enough for Steve and Nat to both lose their bets. And then we each did a little betting on the side with the two on how fast we could make the other reconcile. Bucky and I both were $200 richer after that. 

The team was shocked at the new friendship, but after some consideration and after coming clean to Bucky about my reasoning for how I treated him, I felt a weight off my chest. That weight grew lighter and lighter with each person I confided in, making our explanation of no longer having a feud unimportant. 

My story was a reason for how I acted the last almost five years with Bucky, but it wasn’t a valid one. I was happy to have moved past it and frustrated that it took me this long. 

Comfort in having Bucky as a genuine friend was a gift I starved myself of for so long, and I’m happy to know that I’ll have it from here on out. 

“If Sam asks, I didn’t do it,” Bucky sped walked into the room and tried to act casual as if he had been in the space the whole time, standing next to me at the kitchen island as I cut up fruit for my snack I'd become hyper fixated on recently. 

God bless the billionaire who could keep all fruits, in season or not, on hand.

“Got it,” I nodded unphased, never taking my eyes from the cutting board before me. 

“Have I told you thank you for never questioning my antics with Sam?” The smile in his voice is evident, and I turn to see the proof of it stretched across his features as he looks down at me. 

“You've established your appreciation once or twice since we’ve become friends,” I laugh, looking back at my work. “Grab me some blueberries from the fridge, will ya?” 

As he moved and started opening the fridge, perfect timing, Sam turned into the kitchen with steam practically blowing out of his ears. 

“What did you do?” he grunted as he stomped in, fists at his sides. 

Bucky turned from halfway in the fridge and gave him a confused look. If there was one thing I learned about him while on the mission, he was a great actor. 

“Y/N or me?” he asked, pointing between us with the carton of blueberries in his hand. “Do you want an apple too?” he asked casually, one already in his hand as if Sam wasn’t seconds from shooting him from existence with Redwing. 

“Sure, why not?” I hummed, dropping the knife and wiping my hands as I turned to Sam. “What are you going on about?” 

“I know it wasn’t Y/N, Barnes. She’s been on a mission the last two days and just got back this morning. This was a premeditated hate crime.” 

“Whoa. I’m intrigued now,” I laugh, and start placing the cut strawberries into a bowl I had out and take the apple Bucky hands off to me. 

“You want to tell her about your fun, little prank?” Sam turns his annoyance to Bucky with crossed arms, and Bucky flips on the water to wash the berries in hand. 

“I would have to know what you’re talking about in order to tell her.” 

“Don’t play coy, Barnes,” he points a finger his way, and his eyes could laser through vibranium if they wanted. 

“Help us out. Give us context,” I carry on, very intrigued with what it is Bucky had done, and start cutting the apple up. 

“As if he doesn’t already know,” Sam grumbled, walking in further. “You know how I had to buy all new long sleeve thermals because my clothes don’t fit anymore?” 

I hummed and smiled down at the fruit. “Getting too swole in the gym, as I heard you tell Steve. Trying to match his bench press will do that, trust me. I know,” I raised an arm and flexed for extra measure, and he rolled his eyes as Bucky laughed and placed the cleaned blueberries on the counter. 

“Tell me why all my new shirts don’t work…” Sam looked to Bucky with a cold, calculated stare. 

“Would work be the correct term?” Bucky poked. “Would you say shirts ‘work’ or ‘fit’?” He looks at me with the tiniest smirk on his lips. I shook my head, trying to soften the smile growing on my own.

“You sewed the end of my sleeves shut so my arm wouldn’t go all the way through!” Sam shouted, pulling the shirt from his back pocket and holding it up. 

Bucky let out a ‘pft’ sound and leaned against the counter by me. “Who’s to say I even know how to sew?” In truth, I knew he was using me as a barrier when Sam eventually fell over the edge and gave into his fantasy of choking him out. 

“Shut up!” Sam growled. “You stitch yourself up on missions half that time because you hate having the nurses do it. Obviously, you know how to work a needle and thread.” 

“Needle and floss most of the time, actually,” he shrugs, and that does it for Sam. 

“I’m gonna beat your ass!” Sam stomps hurridly to the counter, but Bucky goes on the other side, estimating his moves. 

“Have to catch me first!” he said with a wicked grin, and Sam wasted no time running after him. 

As Bucky escaped the room and Sam followed behind him, I heard a “That’s what you get for hiding all the remotes in my room while I was gone, dick!” 

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A few days later, after I got a stitch ripper and helped Sam get his thermal shirts ‘working,’ I asked Nat and Wanda to join me on a girls' trip to buy a new winter wardrobe now that the seasons had officially started turning in New York. 

When we returned, Nat was called to talk with Fury, and Banner asked Wanda to be a second set of eyes for something in the lab. 

I was left grabbing my bags by myself in the den, and just as I was about to tumble to the side with the last overstuffed brown sack, Bucky came around and caught me. His hand wrapped around my waist as the other grabbed the bag that would have been my doom. 

“Thanks,” I groaned as the weight of them pressed into my wrist from the handles. 

“What happened to all those gains you got matching Steve’s bench press?” he laughed, taking at least three bags before I waved him off, taking the others myself. 

“I gave up on that challenge a long time ago. I’ve lost the muscle mass, unfortunately.”

“You didn’t lose it. Just transferred it,” he winked, curling the fourth bag I fought him taking. 

I rolled my eyes and nodded my head toward the hall with our apartments. “You do have a vibranium arm. That gives you more of an advantage than you give credit for.” 

“Just be happy this advantage is working for you and not against you,” he kicked the back of my knee as he followed behind me. “Find anything good?” 

I turn back and see him glancing in the bag like the snoop he is. 

“If I tell you, are you going to sew my sleeves shut?” I hum, turning a corner down the hall from my door. 

“Only if you hide all my remotes and then log out of all my streaming services, so I have to put them all in one by one,” he whistles a jazzy tune. “Stear clear of that, and I’ll be nice.” 

“Ooo,” I cringe, turning and looking at him as I put my thumbprint on the door to unlock it. “He got you with the minor inconvenience prank. Those are the worst.”

“Minor was an understatement. Hence the retaliation.”

We both go inside, and Bucky places his bags on the couch while I dump the remaining ones on my bed. 

“Thanks for the help,” I smile, stretching from the long day out, and shrug off my coat as I settle. 

“No problem,” he replies, but I don’t hear him move to leave, so once I throw my coat off completely, I turn and give him a look. He’s watching me intently, and I feel almost bare under his gaze. 

“Was there something-”

“Can I ask you something?” he cuts me off, and his mood shifts. 

“Um, yeah. Sure. What’s up?” I turn to him and give him my full attention cause it seems serious. 

He hesitates at first and almost looks nervous as he contemplates how to ask me whatever it is. 

“Are you doing anything tonight?” he looks around my room towards the living space. 

I follow his gaze, trying to see if I’m missing something. “Plans that I can think of... No. Why?”

“I was wonder- well. I was- I was wondering if you’d want to maybe- I mean, if you’re up for it, of course, possibly maybe, watch a movie or something?” he gets out, and oh my God. I’ve never seen him fumble over his words like this before. 

“Watch a movie?” I recap as I blink out of the idea that Bucky is 100% nervous. “You and me or with the rest of the team?”

He lets out a small chuckle and rubs the back of his neck. 

“You and me. If you’re ok with that,” he answers, looking at me bashfully. 

“I’d be up for that,” I smile and my stomach does a little flip even if I’m not sure where he’s going with this. But the teenage girl who never got to experience this before is doing cartwheels. “What movie were you thinking?” 

He seems to have a permanent smile now because of my answer, and I can’t lie and say the one on my face doesn’t hurt a little from how wide it is. 

“Lady's choice. I’ll bring one of those fruit bowls you like to make and maybe-”

“I made some cookies this morning. I hid them in the pantry because we all know Tony and Sam would have finished them off before I had a chance even to smell them from the oven,” I rush out. 

“You’re baking tends to have that effect on many people around here. I kind of miss when I was the one and only recipient of it,” he laughs. “Even if I wasn’t lying about gaining a few pounds.” 

I roll my eyes at that and start to walk to the door, stopping to put a hand on his shoulder. “We both know that your metabolism is far too magical for that to be a long-term problem.” 

“True, but I’m not against testing that theory,” he shrugs, bumping my shoulder with his own as he walks with me. 

I stop right before reaching the door and turn to him with a grin and blush I cannot control. 

“Bucky, is this a date?” 

As if he’s so sure of himself now, the nerves melt off him; he says, “I was hoping we could count it as one this time. Considering all the others were fake, even if I don't count most of them that way...”

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[bbyobbyo]

To Mingyu, you were perfect. It was no wonder he was drawn to you when his long time best friend and roommate introduced you to him as his partner. Alas, you were perfect but you weren't his.

content: angst, fluff if you squint, suggestive (no actual depictions of sex), unrequited love, pining, gyu is a simp

wc: 729

notes: second attempt hehe, thank you everyone who read my vernon fic! feedback is appreciated, i'm still new here 😔👉👈

Truthfully, there was no better person for you than Wonwoo. Mingyu could at least admit that much. You complimented each other like yin and yang, supporting and uplifting one another in harmony. You were the much needed ray of sunshine and motivation in his life, and he was the structure and inspiration you wanted in yours. Over time your presence became a welcome constant in his life, first by association, then seemingly by necessity.

"She is the best thing to ever happen to me" his roommate would exclaim constantly, and Mingyu couldn't help but agree.

He tried to be happy for his friend, he really did. After all, why wouldn't he want the people he loves to be happy? It wasn't like he didn't want you visiting the apartment constantly, always with a delicious treat to share in hand. Nor did he dislike your genuine attempts to get to know him as a person, asking about his preferences and aspirations in life. In fact, it bothered him more and more that he wished you came over more often, even when his roommate wasn't home.

It was tortuous to hear the sounds in the apartment when you and Wonwoo thought he was asleep. Heavy moans and muted whines haunt his brain on those long nights filled with tossing and turning. The next morning he tries his best to pretend like he didn't see the hickeys littered on your neck just barely covered by your hair when he ran into you making breakfast. And yet, when you ask if he had a good night's sleep with an offer of making an extra serving for him, he doesn't have the heart to tell you the truth. That he spent the entire night wishing it was him in the bed next to you instead.

-

The day the world came crashing down on him was the day Wonwoo had told him about his plan to propose to you. An evening surrounded by his 12 closest friends that you have also come to adore, how perfect. It was so perfect that he didn't even have to think twice when saying yes when Wonwoo asked him to help film the entire affair.

"I trust you over Seokmin any day, that man can't keep a secret for his life. But if you tell her it's for a personal project, she won't suspect a thing!" he chuckles.

"Yeah," Mingyu mumbles back, not quite meeting his friend's eyes, "she won't see it coming."

-

Mingyu thinks he's going insane. There were hundreds, maybe even thousands of photos from tonight and yet he's enamored by this one. You're absolutely dazzling, looking at the camera like you just discovered the lens, eyes turned into crescents and smiling cheek to cheek. How long has he waited for you to smile at him like that? And the first time you do, he's behind a camera. At your fucking wedding reception of all places.

"You like her." His head snaps up from the viewfinder.

"What?"

His older friend snakes a gentle hand on over his shoulder. "You like her, don't you?" Seungcheol repeats, voice barely above a whisper.

Mingyu says nothing, slowly directing his gaze back downwards at the camera, screen stuck on the photo of you he took only a few moments ago. He can't do anything but sigh. Seungcheol's expression softens, giving his younger friend's shoulder a knowing squeeze.

"It gets better."

God, he sure hopes it does.

-

Mingyu's attention fades in and out when you're reading your vows. It's ironic that on one of the happiest days of your life, he finds it impossible to focus on you when it feels like that's all he's done for years. It was a welcome distraction, however. He can't decide what would destroy him more: listening to you profess your love to someone that wasn't him, or knowing that you meant every word. You end your monologue gracefully with a small smile, holding back a sob as the groom begins his.

"You're the best thing to ever happen to me," Wonwoo begins, voice breaking as he bites back his own tears.

In another time, another place, Mingyu would've agreed with him. But in this moment, as you look at his best friend like he's the center of your whole world, Mingyu decides that you might have been the worst thing that's ever happened to him.

[inthedreamatorium01]

God I have so many thoughts about this one. It's going to consume me for the next 2-3 business days.

First of all, Colin is looking FINE. The tousled hair, the open shirt, the relaxed way he's wearing the dress coat. The man is RELAXED. Every time we saw him at home or when he was with his family (the exception being Violet told him Penelope was about to get engaged), he was very buttoned up and dressed properly. He was so tense and wearing his armor. Now, with Penelope, he has shed the armor and he's physically and mentally relaxed. The man has zero worries right now (rip).

Then we have the crinkled up paper? HE IS WRITING!!! Did Penelope motivate him to revisit his journals? Was he inspired to go through them and start editing them because he has the support and love of Pen? He's finally inspired and motivated and can finally be the nerdy loser self he always was. <3

Now, Eloise. I wouldn't be surprised if this is from episode 5, maybe the day after they announced their engagement. I've seen some people speculate she might be trying to tell him Pen is LW. I don't think she's there yet as she's given Pen an ultimatum and I believe El would honor that. What I'm guessing is that she's trying to sus out whether or not Pen hoodwinked him into proposing. Or trying to see how he really feels about Pen. I love Eloise but she's not the most observant person. Her best friend for years was in love with her brother and she had zero inkling. So, to her, the engagement probably seems completely out of left field. Colin never once showed a romantic interest in Pen before (in her eyes. and this goes back to the idea that no one ever considered Penelope a viable love interest for Colin. Like HELLO? How anyone could write off his yearning is beyond me. The ton are a bunch of idiots), so clearly Pen may have done something to force his hand. I'm hoping this is where he tells Eloise that he wants to marry Penelope and that he came to this decision all on his own and to please respect my wife, thank you very much.

(bless you, Eloise, but that man was literally on his knees in front of Pen begging her to love him)

Colin and Eloise are such an interesting pair and I'm looking forward to seeing how their dynamic evolves in part 2. In the book, these two were always super close so it's fun to see that translate into the show. Eloise cares about Colin and I have a feeling she's going to do something that forces Colin to firmly tell her to back off. Luke and Claudia have such natural chemistry and play off each other so well, it's going to be fun watching them.

Basically, I'm excited for any scene where Colin tells anyone and everyone how amazing Penelope is and how he is stupidly in love with her.

[justanamesstuff]

I wasn’t going to do this because I thought it was cheesy and corny and not many care. but I care and this was my blog for the last few years, even though it changed a lot more a year ago (blame the 1975 for that blessing hehe). So here I go....

First thing i have to say is THANK YOU. I’m not just saying it, I really mean it from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for all the support, for all the interactions, for many many memories I’ll tell --to whoever listens to my rants-- when my elderly days come haha. Thank you for being so nice to me, thank you for starting conversations when I was/am too shy to start those because you are all so cool and I feel a bit intimidated. I’ll never forget that you were there with me during the hardest time I had to go through (still am) when my dad passed away…I wasn’t expecting that level of affection and love but you proved me otherwise. Thank you for all that and more.

Secondly, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for all the fics i didn’t read and support, I’m sorry for the comments I didn’t leave. I’m sorry for all the things I promised to write, post, but never get to do. I’m sorry for the moments you expected me to be there and I wasn't, not because I didn’t want, only because I was too focused on the shit I was going through that moment even though it’s not an excuse. I’m sorry if any comment I made hurt someone (I hope this never happened but if it’s the case…I’m sorry). I’m sorry for all the typos and mistakes I’ve made hehe.

Something I also want to say is the fact that I had many good moments here…I've met people that I can call friends and I hope they will be in my life for the rest of it. The 75tumblr gave me more than what I can return. I only had one really bad experience that only made me appreciate my mutuals and friends much more...you have always been so nice and supportive that nothing or no one can overshadow that <333

I want to speak more about the great people I’ve met here…there are so many, I’m that lucky!! I love my mutuals, my friends, and everyone I got a chance to interact with here. When the first months of being part of the fandom went by, I was so surprised about the family feeling and the positivity going around it. This fandom is beautiful beyond compare, it has its difficult moments from time to time but like any family right? Each and every one of you is incredible…so kind, so talented and so supportive of the guys and the rest of the community created specially here. That’s something to applaud and be proud of every day!!

I have to say thank you to the guys because through them, I’ve met you…and specifically because they arrived into my life during one of the hardest moments of my anxiety and depression. The four of you meant so much to me that it’s incredibly difficult to put into words without thinking of Matty rolling his eyes at me in my imagination 😅😅 I love the four muppets so much!

Well, I won’t extend this more so…it’s been a pleasure guys! I love you all as I always try to tell you, I’ll love you for the rest of my days! And I hope universe, god, life, whatever crosses our paths again somehow.

All the love,

Ro

[darkacey]

Lesson learned — don’t get an apartment that says no pets and expect your landlord to be reasonable when she allows an ESA as an exception.

[ominous-horse-noises]

anyway i want to reiterate that i hope the rat grinders are tpk'd, revived and uncorrupted solely bc i want them to have to spend senior year together. 'redeemed' doesnt necessarily mean friendly with the bad kids and honestly? its so much funnier if they continue being bitchy to each other but without the trying to end the world stuff. they've built plenty of positive relationships w/ former villains now it's time for the next stage: uneasy alliance buzzing with the tension of both sides trying to hold back the urge to clown on each other

introducing, fantasy high senior year: the group project

[roselise]

I am sorry my friends! ♡

I am still not much for talking so I have not been able to answer asks or get back to everyone’s kind words, but I plan to and thank you from the bottom of my heart ; ;

I thought I would share some fun things from my evening though in case anyone else needed to be cheered up ? ♡

Here are a few of my favorite fragrances and lotions, and my favorite body glitter! (It smells very good, too — a bit like frosting?) I really like using pretty stuff after a long day cus it always brightens my mood so much c:

Sending love, and hugs as always — I hope you have a happy day ~ ! XO

♡ 🍓 ⊹ . ˚ 🧁 ⊹

⊹ 🧸 ˚ . 🤍 ⊹ ˚ 🎀 ♡

[fatcowboys]

im done w moving and out of the shitty apt w the shittier roommate (who did not let move out happen without adding as Much drama as possible) and have just. been feeling so much better. living w my two friends who actually communicate well and all work together on our needs and gah. so less stressed and anxious now!!! and also in a week kitty introductions have gotten farther than they ever did w shitty roommates kitties (they were kinda bullies, so we had to move glacial speed even w oregano cat expert) and just. thank u the universe things are so much better now

[alexibeeart]

like every time someone reblogs that fucking "oh likes mean they hate it" post one of your actual artist friends who get no reblogs when they share their art and are already sad about that feel even more like shit for wanting human validation so thanks x

[arsenicflame]

ok really struggling to find balance i think i might log off again till thursday, you know the drill, queue keeps ticking you probably wont even notice im gone

[littlefoxwithbighat]

Truly having A Week TM. Everybody please send good vibes and energy <33

[eoinmcgonigal]

it's really upsetting me so to get it off my chest i'm gonna confess that the positivity posts i saw yesterday really hurt. i didn't realise that was a thing in this fandom, and i wish it wasn't because those things inevitably leave people feeling left out and like their presence isn't worth anything to the fandom (plus readers, rebloggers and commenters are integral to fandom community but don't usually get a shoutout). i'm already struggling because of this horrible trend towards using threads in discord which renders most of the servers inaccessible to me, i feel extremely isolated and alone and unwanted, but i was doing okay muddling along churning out fic and a few silly polls and posts now and then until yesterday. the fic i posted today just made me feel so sad after i posted it. it was a lovely fic :( but like what is the point. if i'm worth so little i might as well not be here. why put the effort into making things if no one notices. i already feel so lonely it's like i'm being torn in two, posting things now and then brought me comfort but idk what i have now

[canary-song]

hi I'm here to ask abt spider long to make everyone else fall in love w their story as I sis so uh Canary! can you tell us more abt the world they inhabit in?

THANK YOU FOR ASKING, FRIEND!!!

Juno's universe, Earth 20777813, has been in a state of plague since 2019, and has been on the brink of near total collapse ever since - the world ended, to put it short. For yet unknown reasons or causes, a terrible sickness (given the name 'Mel Mors', or the 'honey rot') rode the sudden onslaut of storms that smothered the globe. Temperatures have plummeted, rain is near constant almost everywhere, and the sick and undead outnumber the living 8:1 - of those remaining.

Though Mel Mors has had plenty of years to mutate, the current common strain has a 24 hour incubation period, and upon getting a foothold in its host's immune system, drains all existent resources and puts the host in high-aggression to seek out more food. They're zombies, if zombies mutated with every kill and took on traits from their prey. Vulture, King of Scavengers, is one example - they're barely clinging to consciousness later in the story and bare the tell-tale broken wings of a vulture, grown from their back at poor angles.

Darkhill, AZ is Juno's home town, and the main setting of the story. While much of the city is collapsed due to flooding, portions of the remaining population are building settlements and attempting to revive small-scale farming and community. The main antagonist is the local (now grounded) Air Force, attempting to claim full control over all other local settlements - by force if necessary.

[zaidepersonal]

life is overall good but ngl a single straw could break my back any minute now 😭