#bc he’s in my ear going you don’t love me enough to watch a movie with me

[lovelyisadora]

ALSO WIPS ABOUT HER CHILDHOOD. I KNOW U DON'T POST WIPS BUT. 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

listen I have strong feelings about little marcia okay. I just think that she and silas had a lot in common; I hc that they were both young when they lost their fathers and she doesn’t have any siblings and his are so much older than him and while he has friends, I don’t really think they’re particularly close. they both live in the ramblings and don’t have a lot and idk I think they’d just kinda stick together reluctantly you know. no one else gets it. silas drags her around like an annoying little sister and marcia could choose not to go with him but she’s got nothing better to do than get him out of the trouble he gets them both into.

PLUS they both see alther as a father figure and I think they compete for his affection tbh.

I need to find it but I DO have a finished scene somewhere from a larger wip where they’re at zelda’s (during magyk) and they discuss alther and their childhoods but it quickly becomes an argument and zelda has to intervene. I just moved across the country though so it might take me a while to find it but I can try.

Edit: I also have some other unfinished wips about her childhood okay actually hold on I have to go murder my brother he just hit me in the head with a golf ball

EDIT AGAIN HE HIT ME A SECOND TIME HES DEAD. HE FILMED IT TOO

[itneverendshere]

I love bartender!reader!!!!!! She seems so sweet and collected...but I was wondering if she's got a little fire in her? Maybe they're at a party together and she gets jealous......which is new because she's usually the calm one out of her and rafe. Hope you're doing great <3

loved writing this bc you're so right!!! it's just so not like her to lose her temper over trivial things but oh🫣 hope you're doing just a great as well💖

i'm usually so unproblematic - r.c

pairing: rafe x pogue!reader (bartender!reader universe) warnings: allusions to smut but no actual smut.

You’re sitting in Rafe’s truck, staring out at the huge house in front of you, stomach in knots. It’s a mansion, more like.

Kook house. Kook party. Rich people everywhere. You can already hear the distant thrum of music, even from inside the car, bass-heavy, vibrating through the seats.

You chew your bottom lip and glance over at Rafe. He’s calm, casually messing with the radio, probably about to put on those trashy songs he loves that you absolutely hate but pretend to like because you love him.

It's insane how easy it is for him to just... be cool about this. But you?

You’re not so sure.

"This was a bad idea," you mumble, half-joking but also half-serious.

Rafe turns to you, one eyebrow raised, lips pulling into a crooked smile. “Nervous?”

You give him a look. “Obviously. I’m not...I don’t do these things. I don’t know these people.”

You’ve been with Rafe for almost a year now, give or take. Said your I love yous, met each other’s families. Hell, you’ve spent more time at Tannyhill than at your own place lately, and you’ve grown used to Rafe’s kook side. His friends, though? These parties? A whole other beast.

“I already met Topper. Isn’t that enough?”

He laughs under his breath, reaching over to take your hand. “You’ll be fine. It’s Kelce, and a few other people. No big deal.”

No big deal, you think. Easy for him to say when he’s been around these people his whole life. For you, being a pogue, working extra shifts at the country club just to pay rent… yeah, this is a little different.

“I know, I know. I’ll be fine. It’s just— I’m out of my element.”

He squeezes your hand. “Hey. You’re with me. That’s all that matters.” 

You’re with Rafe. The Rafe who loves you, who can’t keep his hands off you even when you’re just watching movies. The Rafe who gets jealous over dumb things, like if you laugh too hard at one of JJ’s jokes, even though he’s just your seventeen-year-old neighbor. The Rafe who texts you goodnight, even when you’re in the same room, because he’s a sap and you secretly love it.

“Alright, let’s go,” you agree, trying to hype yourself up.

Rafe smiles, and then he’s out of the truck, jogging over to your side to open the door for you, like a perfect gentleman. You roll your eyes but step out, the night air brushing your bare shoulders. You weren’t sure how to dress for this party, so you chose to wear something…safe. A pretty red top you only used on special occasions and your best demim skirt. It wasn’t exactly kook material but at least you weren’t in your worn-out shorts and usual crop top or in your work uniform.

The moment you walk inside, though, it’s like stepping into a different world. The house is packed. People everywhere, laughing, drinking, hanging by the pool. Everything’s pristine and polished, and you feel their eyes on you the second you walk in.

Rafe wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you close. “Want a drink?” he asks, leaning down so you can hear him over the music.

You nod, trying not to let the fact that people are definitely staring at you freak you out. You’re not a Kook. You’re his girl, though, and you know how much that pisses some of them off.

A few minutes later, you’ve got a drink in hand, and Kelce’s talking your ear off about something you don’t really understand. Golf. You smile and nod along, doing your best to keep up, but the truth is, you’re not listening. You’re too busy watching the crowd, still feeling like you don’t fit in. Like you never really will.

That’s when you notice her. Tall. Pretty, in that rich, polished way that’s almost too perfect. And she’s glaring. Right. At. You.

Your stomach drops, and you tear your eyes away, sipping your drink to cover the dread that suddenly hits you. You don’t know who she is, but she’s been staring at you since you walked in, and it’s starting to mess with your head. Was there something on your face? Had you met before at the club? Maybe she didn't like your drinks.

“Baby, you okay?” Rafe’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts, his hand resting on the small of your back.

“Yeah, fine,” you lie, forcing a smile. He frowns slightly but doesn’t push it. Kelce’s still talking, oblivious.

You try to ignore it, but as the night goes on, she keeps popping up. Always staring. Always with that look crazied in her eyes. Like she could kill you. You’ve had a couple drinks by now, and your nerves are turning into a kind of irritation.

Finally, you excuse yourself to the bathroom, needing a break from the overwhelming feeling of being watched. You lock the door behind you, exhaling slowly as you stare at your reflection. Were you seeing things? Overreacting? Surely, Rafe or Kelce would’ve noticed as well, right? Or maybe they were used to this. 

I’m just overthinking it, you tell yourself. I’m fine. She’s just..

But when you open the door to leave, she’s there. Leaning against the wall, arms crossed, staring at you with that same stupid look, like you personally offended her by daring to exist. 

“Can I help you?” you blurt out before you can stop yourself.

She doesn’t smile. Doesn’t even flinch. Just tilts her head, giving you the most disgusted once-over you’ve ever seen in your life. “You’re Rafe’s new thing, huh?”

What? You’ve had just enough to drink that your filter is basically nonexistent now. You blink, confusion killing the buzz in your head. “Sorry, do I know you?”

“No,” she says, her voice dripping with disdain. “But I know you.”

You laugh awkwardly, nothing about this is funny. “Okay? So what’s your problem?”

Her eyes narrow, lips tinted pink curling. Oh, she’s mad now. She steps up closer to you, practically chest-to-chest. “My problem is that I don’t get why someone like you is with Rafe. He used to have a certain standard.”

Oh.

You almost laugh again because...wow. Really? That’s what this is about? “Okay, Regina George,” you mutter under your breath. You’re not in the mood for this. You tilt your head, giving her your best innocent smile.  “And who are you?”

“Sophie. I dated Rafe for two years, before you, obviously,” she says, like that’s supposed to mean something. You didn’t know him back then, you hadn’t even spoken a word to him. "Guess he didn’t mention me."

His ex. Of course. Of course she’s his ex. 

You snort before you can stop yourself. "Nope, pretty sure he forgot to bring you up.”

You feel a little sting of jealousy in your chest, but you try to swallow it down. You’re not about to let this girl get under your skin. You’re better than that. You didn’t know him, it’s fine.

 “I’m not really interested in whatever this is.” You move to step around her, but she blocks your path.

“Just a word of advice,” she grits out, like you’ve personally offended her, “He’s not the kind of guy who sticks around for long. Especially not with girls like you.”

That does it. The alcohol, the nerves, the whole night—you’re seconds away from losing it. “What the hell is your problem?” you snap, your hands curling into fists at your sides.

“Dirty pogues who think—”

"Okay. I’m not gonna play whatever this is with you," you interrupt her, gesturing between the two of you, stepping forward so you’re toe-to-toe with her now. "If he wanted to be with a walking Vineyard Vines ad, he would be. But he’s not. He’s with me."

“You really think you’re different?” she spits, voice laced with venom. "Like you're special?"

Your laugh comes out sharp, more of a bark. “If you were so special, you wouldn’t be here, playing guard dog outside the bathroom. Move."

“Or what?” she challenges, her lips curling in that same superior smirk that makes your blood boil. “What are you gonna do, pogue?”

That’s it. You feel the fire flare up in your chest. Screw this girl. Your hands ball into fists, and you’re half a second from knocking that smug look right off her face when Topper steps in.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, let’s not turn this into Jerry Springer, alright?" He holds up his hands like he’s breaking up a fight at a middle school dance. You’re staring daggers at Sophie, and she’s glaring right back, but his hands are still up, a peacekeeper grin plastered across his face as he looks between the two of you. “Let’s not do this,” his eyes landing on Sophie. “C’mon, Soph, no need for the drama, yeah?”

She scoffs, crossing her arms and stepping back with an exaggerated roll of her eyes. “Whatever, Topper.

He watches her go before turning back to you, eyebrows raised. “You good?”

You nod, still fuming, but grateful he stepped in when he did. "Yeah. Thanks."

You let him take you away because if he doesn’t, you're going to follow her and throw a drink in her face or do something worse. You feel like you could punch her right in her perfect, stuck-up face. 

He leads you back to where Rafe is, and you’re too upset to even look at him. His hands are on you the second you’re close, pulling you to him like he can tell something’s off. "Baby," his lips brush against your temple. "What’s wrong? You look like you’re ready to kill someone."

You don’t answer. You can’t. Not without completely blowing up.

Rafe’s brow furrows, his eyes darting between you and Topper. “What the hell happened?” he asks again, more forceful this time.

Topper gives him a look but doesn’t say anything, just shrugs. “Nothing, man. Just some girl drama. Don’t worry about it.”

Girl drama your ass.

He turns to you, and suddenly, he’s all over you, his hands on your waist, the other settling on the back of your head, “Baby, talk to me. What’s going on?”

You pull away, shaking your head, still too mad to speak.

He follows, his hands reaching for yours. “Hey, c’mon.”

Finally, you look at him. Really look at him. And the second you see his face, that stupid, worried puppy-dog expression, the anger starts to melt away.

“I’m mad,” you admit, “I got jealous. Your ex’s a bitch.”

Rafe blinks, and then, to your surprise, he laughs. A real, genuine laugh. You glare at him. “It’s not funny!”

“No, no, it’s not,” he says, quickly sobering, though there’s still a stupid smirk at his lips. “I just, I’ve never seen you jealous before.”

You cross your arms, still pouting. “I’m serious, Rafe. She was awful.”

He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. “I don’t care about her. At all. I care about you.”

You roll your eyes, but your heart is softening. “She said you wouldn’t stick around.”

Rafe’s smile fades, and he pulls back just enough to look you in the eyes. “That’s bullshit. You know that, right?”

"She’s a psycho.”

Rafe’s expression changes, his frown deepening. "Sophie?"

"Yeah," you snap, because you hate the sound of her name coming out of his lips, "Sophie. Called me a dirty pogue, which—real original.”

“She what?” Rafe’s jaw tightens, and for a second, you see a flash of that old Rafe—the one who’d get into fights at the drop of a hat. "I’ll handle it.”

You’ve seen it before—his protective streak, the one that could turn dangerous if he wasn’t careful. Part of you loves it, the way he’d go to war for you without even blinking. But another part of you hates that you have so much power over him.

But right now, you’re still too mad to care about him handling anything. You push past him, heading for the exit, needing air, needing space. Everything inside you is on fire, and all you can think is that you need to get out. Anything but this house full of people who make you feel like you’re just dirt. People like her. You can’t stop hearing her nasal voice in your head, those snide comments digging into you like little needles, bringing up that same old insecurity.

“Baby, hold on,” His voice is behind you, and his hand is instantly catching yours, tugging you back before you can make it to the door.

You spin around, already ready to snap, but then you see his face—eyes wide, brow furrowed like he’s genuinely freaked out that you’re upset. “Don’t listen to her, she’s full of shit.”

You stare at him, your chest tight and aching, because yeah, you know she’s full of it, but it still got to you. It still hurt. “It just…” You swallow hard, trying to find the right words, even though everything feels like a mess. “It got in my head, Rafe. Like, I hate that she said that. I’m so sick of people looking at me like I don’t belong just because I’m not—”

He cuts you off, stepping closer, and before you can even finish the thought, he's dragging you into him. “You belong with me. That’s all that matters.”

You let out a breath, but you’re still worked up, “But it’s like—I don’t need some stuck-up kook girl who thinks she’s better than me telling me I don’t fit in. I know I’m not like them, but she said it like I wasn’t good enough for you. Like I’m just some—”

Rafe’s lips are on yours before you can finish. He only pecks you, but it’s enough to shut you up, to make your brain go silent for a second. “Stop,” his voice is almost pleading. “Stop thinking like that. I love you, okay? I don’t care what anyone else says.”

You blink up at him, you want to stay mad, but also want to let it go because he’s right here, so close, and he’s got that look on his face that makes your heart flip. “You don’t get it.”

He pulls you closer, hands gripping your hips like he can’t stand to have any space between you. “Then tell me,” he murmurs, pressing another kiss to your lips. “Tell me why you’re letting her get in your head.”

You huff, but the fight in you is starting to die out. “Because she made me feel like I’m less.”

He tilts your head back just enough to look at you, “That’s bullshit,” his fingers are gentle as they trail up your jaw, his thumb brushing over your cheek. “I’m not going anywhere.”

You feel a little stupid for letting that girl get to you in the first place. But damn it, you’ve heard it before—from other people, from yourself—that nagging voice that says you’re not enough.

“I know.” you mumble though you’re still a little embarrassed.

Rafe smiles then, that sweet smile he only ever gives you, and he presses his lips to your forehead. “Good,” he says, tugging you even closer, like he’s trying to wrap himself around you. “Because I’m obsessed with you, and I don’t care what her or anyone else says.”

You let out a shaky laugh, finally letting yourself relax in his arms. “You’re obsessed with me?” you tease, tilting your head to meet his eyes.

“Hell yeah,” he grins, his hands sliding up your back, one hand slipping down to squeeze your ass, his thumb sliding just under the hem of your skirt. “I can’t keep my hands off you. You know that. It’s becoming a real problem.”

You roll your eyes, trying to play it cool, but you don’t stop the giggle from bubbling out. The way he’s looking at you right now, like he can’t even think straight because you’re standing in front of him—it drives you up the walls. Then he leans down and kisses you again, and this time it’s not...casual. His lips move against yours like he’s trying to take every thought in your head, and it’s working. Your hands slide up, wrapping around his neck as his tongue brushes against yours. You don’t think you’ll ever get used to this. 

He grips you harder, lips moving to brush against your ear, “You’re mine, baby and I’m not fucking going anywhere.”

That hits you, hard, like a truth he always reassures you off but still feels brand new when he does say it. Everything that pissed you off, all the crap Sophie said, it doesn’t matter anymore. 

“Stop making me horny,” You whine out, tugging at his shirt and pulling him closer. You can feel his grin against your skin as he leans in, biting your lip playfully before kissing you again, you know he’s enjoying teasing you. His hand slides down to grab a handful of your ass again, making you gasp against his mouth, and you feel him smirk.

“I like you horny.”

You’re in the middle of this stupid party, surrounded by people who probably hate you for breathing, but all you can think about is how much you want him right now. His lips move over yours like he’s trying to claim you, and you’re more than happy to let him. It’s messy, all tongues and spit, but you don’t care. You love how rough and needy he is, how he groans into your mouth like he’s been dying to kiss you all night. It’s the kind of kiss that leaves you dizzy, the room spinning, and you’re not sure if it’s the alcohol or him—or both.

You tug at his shirt, frustrated with how much fabric is in the way, and he chuckles against your mouth, biting down on your bottom lip just hard enough to make you gasp. His hands slide down up to your neck, tightening just enough around your throat, and you let out a soft whimper into his mouth, making him grin.

“You're just so—” his lips brush over your cheek, then down to your bottom lip, kissing and biting just hard enough to make you squirm, "Beautiful, aren't you?"

You’re normally not one for pda, not at all. The idea of people watching, of eyes on you while you're with someone, always made your skin crawl. But when Rafe kisses you like this? When he’s got his hands on you? God, your brain just goes dumb, and every ounce of self-consciousness fizzes out. It's embarrassing, almost. All you can think about is the way he’s making you feel, the way he’s holding you against him, leaving you breathless and wanting more. You’re so not this person, not the girl who makes out with her boyfriend in the middle of a crowded room.

But with Rafe? You can’t even think straight. 

His hands slide under your skirt for the millionth time, blunt fingernails gripping your plushy thighs, and you nearly whine, “Rafe,” you breathe, trying to pull away long enough to think properly, but he just kisses you harder, more insistent. “Baby, stop,” you manage to whisper, though you don’t mean it at all.

He pulls back just enough to look at you, his eyes all dark, his breath hot against your lips. “You want me to stop?” he teases, his hands still tight on your hips, his fingers digging into your skin in a way that makes your knees go weak.

You shake your head, biting your lip, and his grin widens. “Didn’t think so,” he murmurs before leaning in to kiss you again, like he can’t help himself, and honestly? Neither can you. You’re so turned on, it’s ridiculous. 

“I—fuck,” you pant, trying to get the words out between kisses, but he’s relentless, pressing you back against a wall, his lips latching on to your neck, sucking a bruise into your skin “Baby, please—”

He groans against your neck, one hand sliding up under your top, fingers brushing the bare skin of your waist, and you swear you’re about to lose it. “Please what, hmm?”

You bite your lip, trying to stay composed, but you’re way past that now. All you can think about is how much you need him. Right now. Anywhere but here.

“Take me to the truck,” you nearly beg him, just loud enough for him to hear, but you know he catches it because he pulls back just enough to look at you, pupils blown wide.

He smirks, running his thumb over your bottom lip, teasing. “Yeah? You need me that bad?”

You nod, not even caring how desperate you sound. “Please.” Your voice cracks a little on the last word, but you don’t care anymore.

You need him, and you need him now.

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Forty minute later, the air inside the truck reeks of sex.

You’re breathless, flushed all over, and your legs feel like jelly. Rafe’s next to you, grinning like an idiot already fixing his jeans like he’s not still catching his breath. It’s written all over you—the tousled hair, the smudged lipstick, the way your top is barely hanging on properly as you try to straighten it out, the stickiness you can still feel between your legs, on your panties.

You feel filthy.

You bite back a smile as you adjust your skirt, your body still recovering from the way he had your face pressed against the seat.  

“Shit,” you breathe out, trying to get it together, your fingers fumbling to fix your bra strap, “I feel like my makeup’s a mess.”

He just chuckles, leaning back in his seat with that cocky look that made you want to jump him in the first place, “You look perfect,” he says, eyeing you up and down like he’s ready to go another round.

You roll your eyes but can’t help the heat that rises to your cheeks. “Yeah, well, you look like you just ran a marathon.”

He laughs, reaching over to pull you close, his lips pecking your hair, “Worth it.”

You’re just about to leave the truck when the door opens, and as you both step out, you catch sight of Sophie and her friends walking past. Perfect timing. Of course.

She’s glaring—hard—and her friends are snickering, whispering to each other like they’ve just seen something they shouldn't. Sophie’s nose wrinkles as her gaze flicks between you and Rafe, her expression twisting into disgust like you’re both some kind of wild animals who just rolled around in the mud.

But you? You feel smug.

You meet her stare for a second too long, the corner of your mouth lifting in the tiniest, most satisfied smirk. You know she knows exactly what just happened in that truck, and it’s killing her. She’s practically seething, her friends muttering furiously under their breath as they walk by, noses in the air.

Rafe doesn’t even glances their way—his fingers hook into one of the belt loops of your skirt, tugging you back to him with just enough force to make you stumble slightly into his built chest, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. And it is.

“Thirty more minutes,” he murmurs against your cheek, planting a kiss there, casual but so possessive, his lips lingering just long enough to make your stomach shake with butterflies again, "And I'm taking you home."

And that’s what makes it even sweeter.

[foxeebit]

Touch - Jeong Yunho

pairing: jeong yunho x reader

genre: smut, pwp (just a tiny little bit of context)

word count 0.9k~

warnings: teasing, yunho’s hands (yup), a hint of unprotected sex (DONT DO IT), fingering, begging, dom!yunho if you squint, squirting, wet mess, yunho-has-a-big-dick-and-he-knows-it, not proof read.

summary: friends don’t touch each other like yunho touches you…

A/N: im just completely obsessed with yunho and this came out of nowhere. please forgive grammar errors etc bc i didn’t check anything, these are just filthy thoughts of a sunday afternoon.

he’s the type of person to become friends with you by being the funniest guy in the room. laughing with him feels like the easiest thing in the world and he gets to win your trust by being extremely reliable. he’s always there for you either you’re in need of him or not, he always knows what you need and when you need it.

he would gradually get you comfortable with physical affection to the point he can’t keep his hands off of you anymore. he’s always running his fingers through your neck, hugging you from behind and staying there with his arms wrapped around you whilst caressing your tummy, keeping a hand on you thigh when he’s driving... his hands are everywhere all the time.

it doesn’t matter where you are, if you’re alone watching a movie, you’ll feel his hands running up and down your arm giving you chills from his soft touch, or if you’re out with your group of friends, he’ll keep his fingers running through your hand, caressing and intertwining them from time to time to keep your hands warm (even though it’s just because he loves to see how small your hands look when holding his own).

he’s trained you so well to accept his touches that you don’t even bother to resist or complain when he makes the first move to touch you where he actually wanted. so when you’re sitting between his thighs on the couch reading on your kindle while he’s playing fortnite, he loses another match and can’t help but compensate his frustration by sliding his hands under your oversized shirt and caress your tits covering them with his huge hands.

“do you mind?” his fingers starts to pinch your nipples sending a clear sign to your core when he decides to whisper in a soft deep voice in your ear. “i can make you feel so good, baby.” he runs kisses through your neck already knowing your most sensitive.

it keeps getting harder and harder to breathe when he runs down one of his hands to rest on top of your loose cotton shorts. “please…” your heavy breaths turn into small whines waiting for whatever he has planned for you.

“tell me what do you want and i’ll give it to you” he feels you hips moving towards his hands, striving for any sort of contact. “you so horny you can’t even speak? i can’t wait to see how wet my baby’s pussy is for me” his words only made you more needy, resting your head on his chest, you look up to him ready to beg.

“i need your hands on my pussy, please make my cum i can’t take it anymore. you’ve been teasing me for so long, it’s not fair.” you see him smirk and feel his hands starting to run circles on your clit over your shorts, you felt immediate relief but it isn’t enough.

you grabbed his hands and guided it inside your shorts ands panties, finally reaching your wet folds making you moan softly feeling the tips of his fingers going up and down superficially on your core. “my girl is so needy for me. is that what you wanted to to every time i touched your?” your moans keeps getting louder whilst he spreads your wetness throughout your pussy. “s-stop torturing me. just one finger, please”

“how many times have you touched yourself thinking of me after we hung out? i bet i have already fucked you so many times in your dirty mind, i know in mine i have.” tears starts to roll down your face from the teasing and you feel your hole clenching around nothing waiting to be filled up.

you close your eyes and take a deep breath, trying to ignore the bulge you can feel pressing your butt. “when you started to keep your hands resting on my thighs frequently, i stopped wearing panties under my dresses hoping you would make me cum in front of everyone without them noticing”

you feel his middle finger entering your cunt harshly, going deep at his first thrust and you moan his name loudly in response. “you horny little whore didn’t even worry about getting caught. argh, your cunt is so tight, baby. i’m gonna need to stretch you well so you can take my big cock” you hips keep moving to follow his fingers when he inserts another finger and makes sure to keep his palm aligned to you rub your clit on every thrust. “yuyu, please… i need to cum” becoming a whining mess, you have no control over your thoughts anymore, all you can think of is how deep his fingers are inside your pussy and how good they’re making you feel. “that’s okay, come for me my love” he take his other hand off your nipples and start to rub circles around your clit whilst thrusting your cunt even harder, moving his tips to reach your spot. you were already screaming when your orgasm comes, making you squirt all over his fingers and the couch.

he keeps playing with your cunt working you through your high until you stop his hand. “i can’t, too sensitive” he laughs softly, gives you a kiss on your left temple and put your hands under your thighs to push you up just enough to take off your shorts and pull his thick cock out his joggers. you feel the tip of his dick brushing through your swollen folds collecting your juices, when he finally slid inside you in a harsh thrust making you to moan at the sensation. “i said i was stretching you for me, didn’t i?”

[jflemings]

would you minds sharing any random jessie relationship headcanons you have? you write about it so well in your fics pls let us into your brain lol

— my oddly specific gf!jessie headcanons

pairing: jessie fleming x reader

warnings: nsfw & saw

a/n: got this ask and kept it in the drafts so i could just keep adding to it when a thought popped into my head :)

if any of my headcanons inspire fics please please please tag me!!! i’d love to see your take on them <3

- took soooooooo long to ask you out because she kept psyching herself out

- spoke with such confidence that it was honestly a shock to you when she told you she was nervous

- talked about you all the time to her friends and family before they ever actually met you

- introduces you to her sister before the rest of her family (mainly bc elysse begged to meet you)

– she has tiktok only so you can send her videos and you’re the only one she follows

– she takes soooo many photos of you

loves taking embarrassing ones just so she can laugh at them later

– sleeps on the side of the bed closest to the door

– is an absolute pain in the ass to go furniture shopping w because she reads everything on the label

– early bird

– not super big on pda but insists on holding your hand everywhere you go

– she doesn’t really celebrate her goals but if she knows you’re in the crowd she’ll point to wherever you’re sitting and blow you a kiss

– if you get married she gets your first initial tattooed on her inner left bicep closest to her heart

– easily embarrassed by compliments

– likes to read her book with your head in her lap

– makes the best bacon and eggs, i don’t make the rules

– if you drink coffee you can bet your ass she memorised your order the first time y’all went out for coffee

– super clingy in the mornings

– makes a playlist of songs that reminds her of you/your relationship

– very attentive gift giver, will take note of even the smallest things you say you like for future reference

– if you’re a reader she’s got your tbr in her notes app so that if she sees a book you’ve been meaning to read she can just get it for you

– likes to give and receive flowers

– a rambler, she’ll talk your ear off if she gets talking about something she really enjoys

that includes you, she talks about you to her teammates all the time

– secret avid pet name user

babe, baby, my girl, sunshine, ALL OF THEM

- blanket hog

- the two of you make a pact to learn something new by the end of the year and she chooses to learn how to play the fucking harmonica

- she gets rlly good at it tho

- picks out your outfit for game days

- loves having baths with you

doesn’t get to do it often but when she does she goes all out: bath bomb/bath salts, candles, her kindle. the whole lot

- talks during movies if she doesn’t know what’s going on

“why’d he do that” “jess i don’t know, we’re watching the same movie”

- not a big tv series watcher but will sit with you while you watch it

- loves her documentaries though

- does a really good david attenborough impression

- is ridiculously competitive when it comes to monopoly and twister

- which is funny because she’s shit at twister

- likes to be close to you at all times

if the whole couch is free she’ll still sit next to you, thigh to thigh

- doesn’t like to argue but will if she feels strongly enough about it

- she can honestly be kinda condescending in arguments without even realising it

definitely comes from her role as a leader

- she asks you multiple times through the day what you’re thinking about just because she likes to know what’s going on inside you head

- likes to do normal, everyday things with you like chores. honestly doesn’t even care that she has to vacuum the whole house, she just likes that fact that the two of you are cleaning together

- as clingy as she is she also really likes her alone time and will often take herself to a corner of the house to just mellow out, especially if she’s been around people a lot that day

- she’ll always come and find you with a smile on her face when she’s ready to though

- loves to update you on her day when she’s away. she’s been known to send you photos of anything and everything when she’s with team canada

- likes to get you lil something from every city she visits if she can

- you display all the trinkets she gets you on a shelf

- when you first started dating she’d write you letters as a way to express her emotions because she didn’t feel like she could properly communicate them directly to you

she gives them all to you on your wedding day

- she’s just so so so so in love with you

NSFW

– generally soft during sex unless she’s high off a win, pissed off or been away from you for too long

– is a switch lol

– gets pleasure from you being pleasured, she’d eat you out for hours if you let her because she likes knowing that she can get you off

- also a biiiiiiiiiiiiig fan of using a strap, absolutely loves the way you look when she bottoms out

- is surprisingly vocal in bed

- has a massive praise kink it’s literally insane

- she came untouched once bc she was fucking you w her strap and you were telling her how good she was doing

- likes when you scratch down her back but can’t let you do it often bc of the shared change room

- once went to training with a scratched up back and sam never let her live it down

- isn’t super experienced but she is observant so she figures out what you like really early on

- made it her personal mission to fuck you on every surface of your new place when the two of you moved to portland

- is a big fan of morning sex

- not a big fan of shower sex

- also is a fan of make up sex

- tries to give you as many orgasms as physically possible in one round (four is her record) (she intends to beat it)

- aftercare queen

- is pretty firm with what she does and doesn’t like and isn’t usually one to go out of her comfort zone unless the two of you have discussed it before

- refuses to hit you during sex. she’s just not comfortable with it

- doesn’t really like choking either but she does like having her hand on the base of your neck without applying any pressure

also goes absolutely feral when you do it to her

- definitely prefers to have sex in the comfort of your own home

- the two of you got caught by niamh once because jess was too loud as you ate her out

neither of you could look her in the eye for about a week afterwards and jessie endured so much teasing

- isn’t one to have drunk sex but she does like just having her hands under your bra so she can cup your breasts. she doesn’t know why, it just happens when the two of you are going to bed after a night out

- is the biggest tease in the world

- will rile you up and then pretend she has no idea what she’s doing

- has insane stamina and will go for rounds until she physically can’t

- can get really cocky during sex, especially when she knows you’re about to cum

- if she’s had a really shit day/week she likes to be overstimulated just to get all of her negative emotions out

[thebellearchives]

Belle my BELOVED!!

If I may graciously request fluff prompt number 12 for our husband inumaki 🖤 maybe a friends to lovers situation bc I’m a whore for tropes (or quite literally any direction it inspires you to go- bc all your jjk writing it chefs kisses 🤌🏻)

Forehead kitheth for u bestie muah okaybye

𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

~ inumaki toge ; jujutsu kaisen

✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : this is it: the romantic movie night you once daydreamed about, so is it gonna go down as it did in your head days ago?

‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : gn!reader, fluff, sequel to the romance alley, friends to lovers, onigiri words are in japanese

‧₊˚ a / n : girl you’re in for a ride because this is the longest request i’ve written for now, like can you blame me? IT’S INUMAKI, of course I went overboard what were we expecting, i’m down bad for him ): Anyways, I know you loved romance alley so here you go, a second part 🫶🏻

i also got requests for this prompt with sukuna and gojo, so i’m gonna link those here for whenever i post them

Toge ver. || Sukuna ver. || Gojo ver.

prompt list

So there you two were. Just like you had imagined: sitting in front of your TV, lights off and a fluffy blanket covering you both. In the screen the lead protagonists were laying in bed in front of each other, trying to hold hands despite the girl being just a ghost. By then your eyes would’ve been tearing up like they always did whenever you watched this movie, but this time wasn’t like the others.

Ever since you and your friends had gotten back from the shop two days ago you and Toge had been in this situation where you’d glance at each other constantly and yet tried to play it cool in front of the others. Your touches would linger, the smiles were usually accompanied by a small sigh. But then you’d both quickly pretend everything was normal again. Your friends had probably caught up with the fact that something was going on anyways, but since no one had said a word you both didn’t either.

And now you were watching your favourite movie with him. In your couch, alone. So close you could reach for his hand like you had wanted to before that kiss at the shop.

And your eyes would wander from the bright screen of your TV to those soft, shiny lips and the way he’d use one of his fangs to nibble on the straw of his drink.

And your face would flush wishing he was nibbling on your lip instead.

Fuck, you looked away once again.

Your eyes felt like they were on fire by now, staring at the screen so hard that you could’ve damaged it permanently if they were daggers. But after a minute or two you looked at him again, this time staring at his eyes. Long, white lashes that framed his beautiful violet irises. He blinked once, twice, line of sight never moving away from the screen.

With a smile you went back to the movie. The protagonist was rushing through the streets in an ambulance, coming up with the most insane plan to get his lover back. Your favourite part was coming up soon, you glanced towards Toge once more just to find him typing away in his phone.

“Toge!” you frowned, then reached for a pillow to hit him in the head with it “what are you doing?!”

He giggled, shrinking in his own space in reaction to the hit.

“Tuna” he shook his phone in his hand and staring back at you as if the answer wasn’t obvious enough: texting.

“Who are you even texting?!”

Toge tapped the screen. Suddenly your phone ringed.

“You were texting me?” your eyes widened and your face turned red in embarrassment “… sorry”

Toge’s little snickers reached your ears as your hands searched across the blanket. While trying to find your phone the sound of the text notifications ringed two more times.

“I thought we were watching the movie, why are you staring at me so much?”

“ 'wHo aRe yOu tExTiNg ?! '

why do you wanna know? are you jealous (:? ”

“You idiot” you hit him with the pillow once again and he laughed out loudly this time “of course I’m not jealous, why would I be jealous?! don’t be ridiculous!”

“Shake, shake!” he fought off your pillow attacks with his arms.

“I just wanted to make sure you were paying attention to the movie!”

“Tch” he rolled his eyes and moved close to you “tuna mayo?”

The sorcerer pointed to you, then to your eyes and then at himself, raising an eyebrow.

“I wasn’t staring at you like that, i just wanted to see your reactions to the movie, obviously”

Toge snorted, incredulously.

“I’m telling the truth!” you tried to push him away but he caught your hand in his, bringing you even closer.

“Okaka” he shook his head.

He placed his index on your forehead, then on your lips, and then placed it over his own lips.

“You think I want to kiss you?” immediately a complicit smile brightened his face, he nodded and chuckled at how quickly you picked up what he meant “you’re becoming insufferable ever since you kissed me, you know that? where is all this confidence coming from?”

Toge rolled his eyes and then pointed at you once again.

“Duh”

You couldn’t help but laugh at that.

“Me? Oh I see, the moment I start sneaking glances at you throughout a movie you get all smug”

Chuckling, he ended up resting his head on your shoulder, his frame shaking from his laughter.

“Fine. Yes, I’ve been thinking about it the whole time” you whispered, smiling, he held your other hand too.

“Mhmm” he knew. He totally knew.

So he raised his head and placed a kiss on your cheek. Then underneath your jaw. Then on the corner of your lips.

“Toge!” giggling, you tried to pull back, but he squeezed your hands and made sure to keep you in place.

Until he finally kissed your lips, tilting his head slightly and pulling you close until your body was over his and his back was leaned backwards. His arms slithered their way around your waist and you clung from his shoulders, kissing him back.

None of you noticed, but in your TV screen the two protagonists shared a sweet kiss too.

[jaeminlovesboomboomtime]

enhypen reaction to you calling them by their first name

Heeseung

“Heeseung what are your plans for today?”

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” he would ask with this face 😦

dawg was literally eating his cereal when you asked him this and just stared at you eating his cereal slowly

“Heeseung, I asked you what your plans were for today” you said rolling your eyes bc he wasn’t answering you 🥱

He then gets up out of his chair and walks over to you. he puts his arms on your shoulder and says “Please, enlighten me on what you said again”

your literally malfunctioning like a robot that just got water poured on it.

“Uhm no man”

“ugh ew don’t EVER call me man”

“Well then what do I call you, Heeseung?”

“I don’t know maybe like, Heedeungie or Bambi?”

his eyes would be sparkling sm i swear 🥹

unfortunately you would give in and call him ‘heedeungie’ and ‘bambi’

“What no i’m- i dont- ugh fine. ONLY because your my boyfriend and i love you <3”

he starts jumping up and down like a little child when he finally wins.

Jay

You’ve always really liked Jay’s perfume collection. He had some sprays that he’d let you borrow but you wanted some for your own.

“Hey Jeongseong, where do you get all these perfumes from?”

mans socks almost flew off his feet when you said his first name. 😇

“I’m sorry who the hell is Jeongseong?” he asked as if you didn’t know what had just came out of your mouth.

you, being a watery 🤡 just replied with, “Uhm who is the only man here with the name Jeongseong?”

blud looked at you so offended 😭

when you stood up from the couch dawg tackled you back on the couch and cuddled with you.

“I’ll get them for you-“

“Omg yay thank you so much!” you cut him off but he continues

“-Only if you don’t call me Jeongseong anymore.” he said looking at you with an eyebrow raised.

“Okay okay deal!”

man smiles at his success 😃

Jake

since winter was coming up, you still had your summer stuff out and really needed help putting it all away. Jake was doing nothing besides playing a game on his phone (let’s say rhythm hive 😍) so you decided ask him for help.

“Hey Jaeyun, would you mind helping me out by putting the summer shit in the shed? 😃”

🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

“Uhm you good Jaeyun?”

🐌🐌

doesn’t make a big deal about it and decides to play along yk?

“Sure thing, Y/N. I’ll help you!” jake replied smiling from ear to ear.

You just stand there. You didn’t actually think that Jake would be so chill about it

🧍‍♀️

“What? What’s wrong Y/N”

“Ugh baby your ruined it!” you said playfully while running into the backyard.

“HAHAHA I SAUR GOT YOU GOOD.” Jake laughs and runs into the yard with you.

“You SAUR didnt 🥱🙄” you said mocking jake.

Sunghoon

blud is used to you doing this at this point. don’t even respond to you

“Hey Sunghoon what ya doing?” You ask.

“Oh nothing just watching TV.” He said as if it wasn’t obvious enough.

“Oh. Well Sunghoon I was just wondering if you wanted to watch a movie with me”

“Sure, I’ll pick the movie.” He said getting up

you were very confused on why he wasn’t reacting like you thought he would’ve. you honestly thought he would’ve been somewhat upset about it but he seems to not be bothered.

“Sunghoon can it be a action move please 🙏?” you asked. you called him sunghoon to see if it would tick him off but he didn’t budge.

“Hey! Why aren’t you reacting when I call you by your first name?” You ask upset

Sunghoon just slowly turns around and looks at you 😛

“Because, you do this to me all the time babe.”

“Oh”

🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

you literally feel so embarrassed and now wanna dig your own grave.

Sunoo

Poor baby was so confused. he literally didn’t know what to do after what came out of your mouth.

“Hi Sunoo! Isn’t it such a pretty day out. Wanna go for a walk with me?”

babes just stood their with his mouth like 😦

looks around the room and then point to himself.

“Me?” he asked with his mouth still agape

“Yes you Sunoo! Who else is named Sunoo in this house?” you replied back

“No one..” he replied back softly.

“Do you wanna go for a walk with me Sunoo?”

“Only if you don’t call me Sunoo anymore. I like being call bub, baby, and ddeonu”

he was pouting and WHFILE he is saur cute.

sunoo rn:

🥺🥺

“Okay bub i’m sorry. I wont do it again.” You said smiling and hugging him.

happy sunoo = happy life

Jungwon

you and jungwon decided to do some ‘spring cleaning’ in your bedroom. yalls were cleaning underneath his bed when you found a skateboard

you always wanted to learn how to skate but never did because your older brothers were just asses 🙄

“Jungwonnnnn, ouuuu can you please teach me how to skate? please please pleaseeee?”

shy creature istg

“What? OH skating yeah mhm I could teach you!"

you literally spent the rest of the day learning and let's say you have scratches all over each your legs and hands..

He made it his job to place a a huge ass bandaid on each one and place a tiny kisthy on each one which eventually annoyed you.

MY HEART ❤️❤️❤️

Niki

you saw this trend on tiktok where people are making cakes of pictures of people but end up looking like it just fell 30ft in the air. you really wanted to do this with niki because 1. you were bored and 2. because you just love spending with with him.

you heard him coming towards the kitchen so you call him over

“Riki i wanna make something with you come here now please!”

he does that thing where he slowly turns his neck and pops his eyeballs out. (KSJDNDJISKOWOA IHOPE YALL KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT)

"What did you call me?" he says with a psychotic look while smiling in the hallway.

“Riki..baby..?”

he runs from the hallway, picks you up, and runs over to the living room to plop down on you.

"RIKIll HELP ME | CANT BREATHE"

acts innocent while your suffering

"So what did you wanna ask me? 😇😇😇 he says with his legs kicking back and forth while your under him

“I wanted to make a cake with you” you say out of breath.

“Oh yay! I love cake!” He says running back to the kitchen leaving you on the couch.

HAJOAPALA I CANT BELIEVE I FINALLY HAD THE NUTS TO POST 😭 yalls this is my first post so at least give me some credit for trying here ☹️ anyways, love yall. stay safe!! ❤️❤️❤️

[moonchildstyles]

oh we’re talking about aster having quickies okay

i haven’t read the new blurb yet but i already know it’s gonna be incredible… but… i don’t see aster as the type to have quickies in like semi-private spaces, like in his office (even though… that kinda happened) or in his car, and if it did i think there’d be a reason but idk what that would be

BUT i definitely see them having quickies pretty much anywhere around their new house, especially when they’re still pretty new to living there- like taking her over the kitchen counter because she came out of their room a little later in the morning than he did and he’s about to make breakfast but she changed out of his shirt into something silky and pretty just to lounge in and he cant help it because… that’s the love of his life walking around with her legs and a little bit of her tummy showing; or on the sofa while they’re watching a random film and he’s got his head resting on her stomach and when he gets bored he starts pushing up her shirt and kissing down her thighs and eventually the film is loooong forgotten, and i see it being pretty late and it’s the weekend and neither of them work the next day so they curl up with the blanket on the back of the sofa and doze off there, and usually he’s so adamant on taking her to bed but something about just having the house to themselves forever now and being able to sleep naked on the sofa is enough to have him falling asleep with his head tucked into the back of her neck and ill literally cry - 🍓

no the idea of him taking her over the kitchen counter is literally going to make my brain leak out of my ears like are you KIDDING!!!!!!!!!! bc I can so see that like including even the bathroom counter or something too like he just sees her looking so pretty in his clothes or something pretty liek you said and hes gotta get to work soon so he cant take care of her like usual but its def still worth it to them for him to take her shorts down or put her panties to the side and bend her over and just fuck her super quick kissing the back of her neck and holding her around her waist and just letting her make all the noise she wants in their empty house together like that is SOOOOOOOOO real to me and then like the idea of him jsut like fixing his hair and everything and then he just goes to work like that evil.........or even the movie idea I love that so bad :((( like idk why I think its so cute but like why if they had little living room sleepovers sometimes like esp when they first move in and everything and they spend the night out there w blankets and snacks like a real sleep over and they cant just....fuck there before dinner and like idk im getting so off topic I just love this bad truly

[dontexpectmuch]

hii im obsessed with your writing like pls send help-

i was wondering if you could write a lil fic abt Jude where he and the reader have like a rlly cute relationship and they have special daily things (kiss before he leaves, cuddles when watching movies, etc) but then Jude breaks up with her bc she's too 'needy' and then he regrets it bc he misses her antics and its just a whole lot of angst. no fluff, bc your sad stories with sad endings are to die for ✨❤

where did you go wrong? were you really that clingy, needy even? did he feel uncomfortable, like he didn’t have enough space?

were all the kisses fake, something he did to please you?

“‘m leaving!” he yelled, standing by the door with his bag on his shoulders, leaving for training.

hearing his voice, you moved to him to kiss him goodbye, lips already puckered as you angled your head up, his lips finally meeting yours.

“take care and text me if you need anything, yeah?” you asked him, smile reaching your eyes.

jude fought the urge to roll his eyes, what could he possibly need when he was at training? however, he just nodded, telling you he would before closing the door behind him.

or what about the sweet nothings he’d whisper in your ear when you were cuddling on your couch, watching his favorite show. the way he’d hold you close, drawing loose shapes on your waist as he looked at you, smiling softly.

“i love you, you know?” his voice was soft, suitable for the current vibe.

he came back from training, immediately closing his arms around your body. even though you didn’t live together officially, it surly felt like it, since you spent most of your time together in your flat.

“i love you too, jude.” you said, head leaning against his shoulder, eyes looking at his.

surly, you weren’t the only one in this relationship that liked to cling on to their partner, trying to be as close to them as possible. jude also always had to touch you somehow, wether it was your waist, your shoulder or even your pinky finger.

if that was the case, why did he want to end the relationship then? everything seemed to be fine, where did that come from all of a sudden?

jude looked at you with empty eyes, no smile on his face, like he lost an important game. but, that wasn’t the case. these last few games only ended with positive results for the team. so, why all of a sudden?

“we should break up.” he began, voice stoic, sending shivers down your spine.

“huh?” did you hear wrong? what was he talking about?

“‘m bein’ serious, i don’t feel like bein’ in a relationship with you anymore.” he continued, stabbing you in the heart with every word that left his lips.

you shook your head lightly, as if trying to wake yourself up this nightmare. “i don’t understand, why? did something happen?”

jude sighed, he knew that it wouldn’t be easy, you were always like that, questioning his any and every move. “i need space, and it seems like you don’t want to give me enough. always clingin’ onto me like your life depends on it, y’know?”

you would have never thought that jude, your sweet and considerate jude, could ever be able to hurt you like that, making you feel small and questioning your relationship in ways you never did before.

“but-“

“please, just accept it and let go, will you? i’ll get the rest of my stuff some other day.” he cut you off, patience running thin as he gets up and leaves your home without even bidding goodbye.

he just left you, broken hearted, tears running down your cheeks as you desperately tried to comprehend what just happened.

now, months passed by and you slowly but steadily moved on from the break up, going as far as to dating a few people here and there. still, the thought of being in another committed relationship made you shiver, the scars still too fresh.

you were once again in your flat, typing away on your laptop as the sudden noise of your doorbell pulled you out of your concentrated state. sighing, you leave your desk and move to the front door, opening it without checking first, a huge mistake.

there he stood, in all his pride, looking down at you with an uncertain look in his eyes. he was wearing some tracksuit and a beanie, maybe coming here after training. you wouldn’t know, however not knowing about his growing success wasn’t as easy as you thought.

while you tried your best to move on from jude, he made it quite hard for you. his face plastered on posters on the street, multiple pictures of him online on your feed and what not. it made you boil internally, mad at the universe for doing that to you.

“hey.” jude is the first to speak up, not being able to bear the awkward silence hovering between any longer.

“did you forget something here?” is all you reply, coldness radiating from you as you stood firmly on your spot.

what was he doing here?

“i miss you, i miss us.” he mumbled, face looking down, yet his eyes peaked though his lashes, scanning your face for any reaction to his words.

scoffing, you roll your eyes and try to close the door, however jude reacts fast and puts his foot between the frame and door, hindering you from hiding yourself from him.

“please,” he almost begs, desperation laced in his voice, “i was an idiot, i didn’t think clearly. i mistook your love for clinginess.”

“am i supposed to care?” you wanted to laugh.

did he really think you’d forgive him? after what he has put you through? you weren’t dumb nor blind, you have seem all the posts of him with various women in clubs or on the street, kissing, touching and much more.

“i’m not some bed warmer, jude. i won’t wait for you to play around a bit and then come back, especially not after how you ended things.” you tell him, eyes stern.

jude sighed, closing his eyes to compose himself before he spoke up, “i know, but i changed. after all this time i came to realize that i can’t do it without you, please, babe-“

“don’t call me that, i have a name, you know?” you interrupted, shaking your head, “don’t call me in general, jude. leave me alone.”

this time, you shut the door completely, turning your back and leaning against it as you inhaled deeply.

this is not how you imagined your saturday night to be like, but whatever.

though it hurt, rejecting the man that you once called the love of your life, you also felt really proud for staying true to yourself.

yes, you missed him, dearly, and seeing him again resurfaced some of the feelings you still had. but you proved to yourself that you were on the right path.

you were moving on.

————————————————

fuck sleep

[kindlingkeen]

Hello, how are you? I agree with you on Jason designs because he rocks that jacket, but I have to say that someone should mention this:

(this one bellow is probably what he looks like under that bucket)

That looks so stupid I think I'm in love 🤣🤣🤣

(I still think this movie was a fever dream because whatever they did to Damian is such a Crime it's impossible to be real, but at the same time, look at this)

(I think we don't talk enough about Red Hood: Bucket Ninja Edition)

And what do you think about Arkham Knight Jason? I think he rocks the look, obviously, because I'm a simp and there's no going back for me (because Jay takes such a good care of his men in the game I'm in love 💕), but I wanted to know what you think

The fit:

(it does look a little more Batman than normal, tough, because of reasons)

A follow up to this post about favorite Jason looks

Okay, I’ll be honest — somehow I’ve mostly escaped exposure to Red Hood: Bucket Ninja Edition up until this point. Apparently it’s a movie I need watch? Just looking at the pics in your ask, I have no words for this bucket monstrosity. Like, no words, bc I’m rolling on the floor howling with laughter. 🤣

Now the Red-Hooded ninja and LoA ninja looks for Jason that float around on Tumblr—those ninja looks I’m totally down for.

I have mixed feelings about Arkham Knight Jason. I haven’t played the game, so it’s another area where I don’t have a lot of exposure. That said, the outfit is pretty sick. From what I know of the storyline, I can see how Jay would wear something with more a direct reference to Batman in it, and in a weird way, I kind of like the helmet with the angular ears and glowy eyes. It works. Have you read Nest & Cages by LanternWisp? I don’t want to put in too many spoilers, but Jason gets a new name and look in one of the later installments, and this is kind of what I imagine for his helmet there. My only real complaint for the Arkham Knight looks is it reads a little too militaristic/solider of fortune for my conceptualization of Jason.

Thanks for the ask, friend! 💙 As I’m sure you can tell from my blog, I could geek out about pretty pictures of Jay all day long.

[niki-phoria]

Not sure if this is where you send requests, but i have an idea for Jay (since his birthday is next month). Can you write about him where m!reader spoils him for his birthday? Cuz our brightest star deserves it. Right?

i love him sm he's so kslnnslknls

pairing: jay x male!reader (he/him pronouns) genre: fluff word count: 1.0k

includes: slightly worried heeseung, reader is friends with enha, poor concert knowledge bc i've never actually been to one before lmao

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i've been thinking of making a part 02 to this to be posted on his birthday or maybe i'll change my mind and make something new idk yet this idea is adorable, i hope you like it :))

additional notes: i might start writing for skz but i'm sure yet and pls leave feedback <//3 my motivation cannot afford this

requests open !! read my rules first

“are you okay?” jay jumps a little when heeseung places a hand on his shoulder. 

“yeah, yeah, i’m fine.” 

“are you sure?” 

he pauses, peeking through the curtain at the audience awaiting from backstage. it’s full of thousands of people patiently awaiting their upcoming concert, but there’s only one person on his mind. you. 

“i’m just… a little preoccupied, i guess.” 

“thinking about y/n again?” 

jay sighs. “it’s just that… i haven’t seen him in months. sometimes we go out and sightseeing or try new food and i keep thinking about how much he would love it or i imagine the way his face lights up when he likes a new food.”

“why don’t you call him? we have a few minutes. it could do you good to hear his voice.” 

“i will,” jay nods. “thanks, hyung.” heeseung pats his shoulder before he walks away, giving him some privacy to pull out his phone and dial your number. 

you answer immediately. he can almost hear the smile on your lips as you greet him. “jay!” 

“hi babe,” he sighs over the phone. you press the speaker closer to your ear to hear him over the noise of everyone else in the audience surrounding you. 

“you sound tired. is everything okay?” 

“yeah, yeah, i’m fine, it’s just…” he pauses for a second. “i miss you. i haven’t seen you in so long. i wish you were here.” 

you have to force yourself to bite your tongue to keep the secret. the thrill of being at one of your boyfriend’s concerts and being able to surprise him backstage consumes you in a giddiness you haven’t been able to get rid of since jungwon first called you with the idea. 

“i know,” you say. “i miss you too. it won’t be long until you get back to korea.” 

“it can’t come soon enough.”

you chuckle. “listen, when you get back, we can cuddle and watch movies and you can tell me all about the places you’ve been and all the food you tried.” jay laughs, nodding. “speaking of, what’s it like in manila? i looked up some pictures but i’ve never been.” 

“it’s really nice. pretty,” his voice drops a little lower. “but everything’s prettier in person. you would like it here.”

“maybe we can go together someday.”

“i’d like that.” 

you know the concert is about to begin when the lights begin to dim. in the background, you can hear someone calling for jay. “i need to go,” he says. “i love you.” 

“i love you too.” 

you smile as you shove your phone back into your pocket, turning to face the stage in front of you. the cheers of engenes around you amplify as the boys slowly filter onto the stage in the darkness. they’re quick to get into position before the lights come back on, illuminating them as jungwon begins to sing the first few notes of “pass the mic.”

your eyes remain glued to jay as he performs. he moves expertly across the stage; vocals playing loudly through the speakers. 

niki is the first person to notice you. he smiles down at you before nudging jay beside him. jay gives him a confused glance before he looks out towards the front row. your smile brightens when he makes eye contact with you. his face lights up as he smiles brightly. 

the concert continues on smoothly, though you notice jay continuing to stare at you. the members line up in a row as the lights come up to fully illuminate them as they begin to address the audience. “we want to thank you all for coming,” jay begins. “it’s been an honor to perform here in front of all of you. i’d also like to thank someone special in particular. he flew out from korea to see me tonight,” he looks down to make eye contact with you once again before he continues. “so, y/n, thank you for coming. i really appreciate it.” 

you hope jay can’t see how flustered you are from so far away as you smile back at him. beside him, sunghoon pats his shoulder. your excitement continues to build as sunoo takes his turn to address the audience.

the concert ends all too quickly. finding security is easy enough as you slip through the crowd to find one of the manager’s waiting for you. 

jake is the first person to greet you once you leave the concert hall. “y/n!” he smiles. you let him pull you into a quick hug before he leads you. “jay is waiting backstage. he would’ve come out to greet you but he wanted to ‘fix his hair’ first.”

“it’s so good to see all of you again.” 

“you too. it’s been too long,” he chuckles. “jay’s been talking about how much he misses you for months.”

“babe!” jay smiles as he immediately pulls you into a hug. you laugh as you stumble backwards a little, letting him wrap his arms around you even further. he buries his face into the crook of your neck as you snake your arms around his waist. “i missed you.” 

“so i’ve been told.” jay pulls away just enough to playfully glare at you. you take the opportunity to lean forwards, pulling him into a quick peck. 

jay is quick to react, bringing a hand up to hold your face in place as he pulls you into a sweet kiss. you pull away just enough to rest your forehead against his. his face is flushed as he smiles at you. “you were right, you know?” 

“hm?”

you press another quick peck against his lips. “everything does look better in person.” 

you’re interrupted by an outburst of groans from around the room forcing you to pull back. “there are kids here!” sunoo teases, forcefully covering niki’s eyes despite his protests. 

you sigh, pressing another peck against jay’s neck before fully pulling away. he wraps his arm around your waist as he guides you over towards the rest of the boy’s. jungwon is the next to greet you; standing up to pull you into a hug. “we’ve missed you.” 

“i missed you guys too.” jay leans down to press a kiss against your temple as you easily slip into conversation with heeseung. he reaches over to hold your hand before intertwining your fingers together. you smile, leaning back against his chest. 

“i love you,” you whisper. 

“i love you too.” jay smiles. 

[applejuicefruit]

Hi! Can I request a Kostic imagine in which he takes care of the reader bc shes sick? Thank youuu

filip kostic x reader

Taking care of you

You knew you should have listened to your mother when she told you to always dry your hair before going outside but you thought that a little quick trip to the post office wouldn’t do any wrong to you. So you got out of the shower, you dressed up with some random clothes and left your hair wet as you went to the post office near your apartment. It was only a three minute walk so what could have gone wrong? Nothing, you thought. The moment you came back home you were feeling completely fine, laughing thinking about your mom recommendations because you would get sick but you were all snuggled on the couch watching netflix while waiting for your boyfriend Filip to come back home from training. After he came home you both ate together and talked about your day and then ended up cuddling in your bed. He told you that he would have the next day off so you were both planning something to do, maybe exploring around the city or some shopping or staying at home and watching movies all day, those moments were rare so you wanted to enjoy the most out of it.

“Goodnight” he whispered in your ear before you fell asleep in his arms.

You don’t exactly remember what you were dreaming but it was something good. But nothing could have prepared you for what came in the morning.

You woke up around 6 am shivering and feeling all cold. You were still in Filip’s arms that were keeping you warm but you felt like it wasn’t enough. Maybe because Torino during winter time was really cold, especially in the morning so you thought it was the weather, that maybe it was raining or snowing. So you tried to fell back asleep and somehow you managed it. You woke up again around 9 am, you slept three hours more but you felt exhausted. Filip woke up right after you and kissed your cheek but worriedly looked at you when he felt your cheek heating up.

“My love you’re boiling, are you okay?” he asked softly but your throat hurt so much you couldn’t even speak so you simply shook your head no.

“Baby…you’re shivering” he said trying to cover you a bit more with your blanket.

If only you listened to your mother.

“My head hurt so much…” you whispered, not being able to open your eyes because they were burning up.

“You’re sick honey, you definitely have high fever…stay in bed I’m going to make you some hot tea for your throat okay?” he said leaving the bedroom and going straight to the kitchen to make you some tea and something to eat.

When he came back he found you shivering from the cold so he gave you the hot tea and he came back in bed with you, wanting to cuddle you and keep you warm.

“You’ll get sick too” you whispered him.

“I don’t care, as long as we’re sick together it’s fine with me” he told you kissing your forehead.

“Filip…” you called him “it’s my fault…I should have listened to my mom when she told me to not go outside with wet hair…” you said in a low voice.

He laughed, too in love with your cuteness, especially when you were sick you tend to act more like a child, always wanting attentions and being clingy all the time and, it was hard to admit, but he loved when you were sick so he could take care of you.

“It’s okay baby…I’m here” he held you closer “I’ll take care of you okay? Go back to sleep now” he whispered slowly massaging your back.

You felt tired and even if it was almost ten in the morning you fell asleep in a few minutes, finding comfort in Filip’s arms.

[scattered-stardust]

I just discovered your blog and I'm interested on Big and Tankhun.

Do you have any headcanons for their ship?

Anon, of course I have headcanons for this ship.

But first I have to introduce you to my co-captain and the person who first told me about this ship @callmeahopelesscase. They made an amazing moodboard, go check it out.

We took this as an excuse to talk about all our headcanons so this is going to be long.

To start this off I'm going to give you the colors I associate with them. Green for Big and Orange for Tankhun. (this is mostly on vibes, but I can give you reasons if you want them)

I tried to organise this a little, because otherwise this would be unreadable.

How would their relationship start?

They first bonded over their concerns about Tawan.  As soon as Tankun realizes that he’s falling in love with Big he would just get with the program. He wants this and he’s going to figure out how to make it happen if he can. they try to keep it a secret for a while but actually everyone knows and just allows them the illusion. they don’t fight about important things, but sometimes they get into petty arguments that last for a couple days. (Arm and Pol are always stuck between them and they deserve a couple days off, everyone tries to stay for away from them on these days.) Other people's reactions.

Kim and Kinn don’t have any problem with them being together, Big is one of the few bodyguards they can actually trust, so they’re just happy for their brother. They do threaten him but they really hope that they don’t have to make their threats come true. Once Tankhun called Big honey in front of Kinn just to see his reaction and Kinn promptly chokes on air. That was the one time Kim was glad he came home for dinner. Big's willingness to fight anyone that talks shit about Tankhun bc of his issues is very high and kinn had to stop him from fighting some guy, (who they have to make a deal with) who talked shit about Tankhun, at least once. All while he himself wants to fight that guy and this whole thing actually improves Kinn and Big's relationship. When the deal goes wrong they both team up to kill that guy. (Fun bonding activities with the in-law) Porsche’s and Big’s relationship would also be better because Big doesn’t feel jealous of Porsche. It helps that Porsche helps Tankhun with his fears.

Pet names

Things Tankhun calls big: (my dearest) darling, his bleeding heart, treasure of my heart, my raincloud and my thunderstorm when Big is grumpy about something small.

Things Big calls Tankhun: Love, Starlight. Starlight ties into my other Big headcanon where he is from a small town where the stars are really visible and it’s something he really misses in the city, but Tankhun brings enough light with him that he doesn’t need the stars anymore.

And all our other headcanons:

big writes Tankhun notes when he has to leave before Tankhun wakes up

Tankhun really likes to put his hands in Big’s hair

Big has a robe he uses when he sleep in Tankhun’s rooms

Big has a pair of heart shaped sunglasses he got from Tankhun and he wears them very seriously but only for Tankhun

Big gave Tankhun a scarf for one of his birthdays, that has a special spot in his closet

Tankhun gives Big forehead kisses before he leaves the compound.

Tankhun gave Big a necklace when they became official that Big wears at all times. (He chose a necklace because it can be easily hidden under his uniform where he can keep it safe.)

Big and Arm work together and have a secret code when talking that is specifically for when Tankhun is having a bad day or just misses Big so that he can get there

Tankhun puts in Big's earrings when they get ready together (either in the morning/for events)

Big actually really likes watching movies and series with Tankhun, because he likes how excited he gets, he still gets complaints for having no reaction to stuff but it's OK with him.

Big likes to put his head in Tankhun’s lap when he’s tired and they’re watching a movie.

Tankhun taught big how to put on makeup and now he does Tankhun’s makeup on bad days when he still wants to wear makeup

Tankhun makes Big play games with him and Big sucks at them. He does not get better with time, but he still has a good time because seeing Tankhun's joy at beating him makes him so happy.

Tankhun really likes giving Big back hugs, because he just wants to feel Big’s presence. Sometimes he just gives Big a hug when he’s talking to someone and Big just continues with the conversation.

Tankhun wears a hair tie around his wrist in case big needs one

Tankhun has really soft and steady hands => holding hands with him is also just a 15/10 experience

If they're sitting anywhere they're probably holding hands

They slow dance in the evenings on the balcony attached to Tankhun's rooms (Big hasn’t formally learned to dance, but he isn’t bad at it)

Big lets Tankhun braid his hair when he needs to do something with his hands.

[tickle-page]

Ticklish little Ethan

A/N: Highly recommend watching this, it’s on Disney plus, and Ethan is canonly dating Diazo. I just love when Disney, well any streaming apps really, shows love and appreciation for gay characters. I need more shows/movies like this.

Summary: Ethan just can’t get enough of Diazo’s tickly moods.

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“Gahahahahahah, Diazo!!” Ethan squirmed side to side with his boyfriend’s devilious fingers attacking his midriff.

“Yes, my love?” Diazo asked with the most teasy yet snarky tone.

“Ihihihit tickles!!! Diazo!!” Ethan banged his fists on his bed trying to distract him from the tickles, but it was obvious he really wasn’t trying to get away.

“Well, I am tickling you, it’ll be unusual for someone as cute as you who isn’t ticklish.” Diazo scribbled his fingers on Ethan’s cute stomach.

“Ihihihi’m not chuhuhute.”

“Yeesh, enough flirting, love birds, get a room.” Azimuth laughed to herself, while she was flipping the pages of her book.

“I think it’s cute.” Kardez awwed.

“You think tickling Ethan is always cute.” Azimuth put her book down joining her best friend on the floor, while they both watch the scene take place.

“Ik~ just listen to how cute and funny his laugh is! It’s squeaky like a mouse, haha.”

“You hear that, Ethan? Your best friends enjoy to see you getting tickled~” Diazo cooed in his lover’s ear, letting his breath tickle.

“Gahahahhaha, you, Azimuhuhuhuth, and Kardez always thihihickle me. And ihihit’s so unfair HahAhAhHa.” Ethan managed to giggle out when his boyfriend was still tormenting his stomach.

Diazo started to move somewhere else more ticklish than his stomach, “hmmm, you and I both know you love this bc you haven’t told me to stop, nor are you trying to get away. You love this affection, right my giggle bug?”

“Gahahahhaha, fihihine, ok, mahahahybe.” There was no point in Ethan lieing his way out of this bc he knows deep down that he wasn’t gonna tell Diazo to stop unless the ler was making the lee uncomfortable. And Ethan knows that if he says stop, his boyfriend will stop on the spot, giving him little aftercares. And it’s always the best. The way Diazo just big spoons his much tinier boyfriend while he runs his fingers through his hair and tells him embarrassing, yet cute, compliments about how ticklish he is, or just in general. But right now, Ethan wanted this affection to go on much longer.

“Now, how much I just love tickling your cute tummy, I’m gonna go somewhere else… how about your ribs? Is that a killer spot?” Diazo wasn’t holding Ethan’s arms up, he was just sitting on his waist, so it was a little hard tickling him there, but he’ll manage.

“Nohohohoho, they aren’t.” Ethan pushed his arms as close to his sides as possible, rolling over so he can relieve the tickles, only going back to where he started because he couldn’t get enough of those fingers tickling him.

“Awww~ Does puppy want the tickles on his very ticklish ribs~?” Diazo cooed, dipping his finger inside the divots.

“Gahahahaha,” Ethan was shaking his head, lieing through his teeth.

“If you don’t like it just tell me to stop and I will,” Diazo stopped tickling him to let Ethan decide on what he wants, “I’ll give you 10 seconds to tell me to stop. If you don’t say stop within those 10 seconds, I don’t think I’ll go easy on you since you oh so enjoy this type of play~.”

The teasing made his other two friends wiggle side to side, his cooing was that good.

“1…2…3…” Diazo tapped Ethan’s ribs, growing the anticipation.

Ethan was heavily panting.

“4…5…6…”

Ethan was giggling nervously now.

“7…8…”

The anticipation was killing him.

“9…”

Ethan closed his eyes, whilst he was squealing.

“10!” Diazo squeezed and scribbled Ethan’s ribs, causing him to bring his arms down and laugh hysterically.

“HaHAHAHAHA, DIAZO!!”

“Yes?~”

“SOHOHOMEWHERE ELSE!!” Ethan squealed.

“I told you I wasn’t gonna go easy on you if you made me count to 10, Ethan~ Now, be subdue to the giggle fest my lovely!! HAHAHAH!!” Diazo wriggled the fingers in the air, making Ethan giggle nervously, then he brought them down to his ribs, tickling the digits. Which caused Ethan to arch up meeting his boyfriend’s evil eyes. Diazo kissed his lips while still tickling his ribs, making him giggle within the very passionate love touch. Diazo wanted to do one more thing before he quit, letting his boyfriend meet fresh air. He pushed Ethan back on the bed, getting off of him, making himself comfortable beside his very ticklish lover.

“Are we done?” Ethan looked sad, and Diazo could hear his pain through his voice.

“Oh no, honey we aren’t, I’m gonna do something first, then I’ll let you go. We still have to wake up for school in the morning, silly. Is it ok if I try something?” Diazo was looking for reassurance, so he wouldn’t make his soon to be husband uncomfortable.

“Y-yes…” Ethan was a little worried, but he trusts his boyfriend.

“Ok, I’m gonna tickle the top of your knees, and if you don’t laugh or don’t move, I’ll give you a reward, how does that sound?~” Diazo was raking his fingers up and down the latter’s leg.

“Ohohohokay.”

Diazo stopped and made his hands in claws, placing them above his kneecaps. And this was his worst spot, so he doesn’t know how he’ll managed to do it.

“Ready. Set. Go.” Diazo started squeezing his knees, all ready making Ethan burst out laughing.

“Pfft-GAHAHAH, IT TIHIHICKLES TOO MUHUHUHHCH!!!” Ethan wriggled out of Diazo’s touch rolling on his side for a split 5 seconds and then rolling back on his back.

“Awww~ you didn’t last that long~” Diazo laughed because his boyfriend was way too ticklish for his own good.

“No, no give me another chance, please?~” Ethan knew his boyfriend couldn’t resist the puppy dog eyes, so he did it.

“Alhahahalright, babe, I’ll give you another chance.” Diazo started to be a little bit more nice and squeezed the tops of his knees slowly.

Somehow it still tickled, like really bad, but he was able to stand it way longer than the first try.

“One…T-Two…Th…Three…F-… F-Pfft- AHAHHAAH!! I’M SORRY IHIHIHI CAN’T DOHOHO IT!!!” Ethan rolled over again, and then back.

“It’s ok, mi amor~” Diazo rubbed his knees, helping Ethan with the phantom tickles.

“No, please, just one more try. I got it this time.” Ethan reassured himself.

“Alright, if you say so, but only because I’m a nice boyfriend.” Diazo began to knead the tops of his knees for the last time that night.

“One…two…t-three…four… *pant pant* Kr… Five… six… Pfft- seven… eight… n-nine… TEN!! TEHEHHEEHN!!! STOP!!” Ethan rolled over panting heavily, with his eyes were all teary from him holding in his laugh.

Diazo rubbed his back assuringly making sure Ethan was alright and he didn’t go over board. “You ok, my dear?”

“Y-yes… *cough cough* What’s… my prize?” Ethan rolled over on his back, with his arm placed over his stomach and his eyes closed shut.

“It’s… a… big… ol’… HUG!!” Diazo gave Ethan the biggest, cuddliest, bear hug in the world.

Ethan laughed at how cute his boyfriend was, “hahahah, stop, I’m all sweaty, hahah.”

“Nope, I will not let go of my boyfriend!! You are just too cute!!”

“Ohohokay, But really, a hug? You give me hugs all the time.” Ethan hugged Diazo back, giving him a kiss. The two of them really forgot their other friends was just watching this take place.

“What were you expecting? What prize did you want?” Diazo let go of his loving boyfriend.

“I don’t know… maybe a free ticket to tickle you back?” Ethan asked with his head down, knowing the answer all ready.

“Hahaha, Ethan~ that’s never gonna happen, it’s cute you tried though.” Diazo laughed.

“But it’s so unfair, on why you tickle me and I can’t tickle you.” Ethan fake huffed, pretending to be mad at that, but honestly he gets tickled either way, so it’s a win win situation.

“It’s because you love getting tickled,” Diazo cuffed his boyfriend’s chin, making him face him, while he booped his nose, “and I hate it, you big ol’ goof ball.”

“Just you wait, I’ll get you back for this.” There was obvious teasing in Ethan’s voice. Diazo wasn’t scared tho, bc Ethan is way more ticklish then him, so tickle fights always ends up in one sided tickle fights, with Ethan begging for mercy.

Kardez jumped up and lifted Diazo under his arms, “Why wait, Ethan? Tickle him now!”

Ethan looked at a worried and startled Diazo with a grin on his face, and wriggly fingers. “Wait- NOHOHOHO NO!!! ETHAN!! EHEHEHEHTAHN!!! STOP!!”

Diazo’s pleas were found to be inaudible because Ethan finally had Diazo where he wanted him, with the help of his much more bigger best friend.

Azimuth giggled to herself “Boys.” Then she picked up her book and read where she left off, with Diazo’s pleas and laughs in the background.

Ethan’s parents could hear the whole conversation and laughter from start to end. “Will our dear son ever overcome that tickishness of his?” Searcher laughed to himself.

“He takes after his dad,” Meridian smirked before she took a big sip of her coffee.

“Wha-?” Searcher grew red in the face. And indeed Ethan did take after his dad. Searcher’s way too ticklish for his own good, and Ethan is that x 10. Not looking good for the Clades.

“I can hear Diazo’s laughs too, finally Ethan got his revenge on his boyfriend. Haha.” Meridian took another sip of her coffee. “Should we tell them, dinner’s ready?”

“Nah, let them play a little bit more. I mean, when will you ever see Ethan getting his revenge on Diazo?”

“Good point.”

And that night’s food was left untouched by the couple, when they both passed out cradling each other in their arms. Sound asleep. Azimuth and Kadez went down to eat before they were soon fast asleep as well. Ethan’s mom walked in his room to tell him good night, only to be met with the cutest sight ever. She then walked out, quietly closing the door, letting her son, her son’s friends, and her son’s boyfriend sleep peacefully.

[mashedpotatosinacup]

What are your favorite batman forever scenes! And do not hesitate to ramble!!

(Gosh sorry this took so long to answer! This turned into kind of a recap near the beginning of the movie so skip if u want I won’t be heartbroken)

WHERE DO I START-

Well any scene with my man Eddie but I’ll go into detail.

The first scene has always been a favorite. I like the way they introduce the characters like how TwoFace is committing a huge crime the first time we see him. I think it just brings the character to life so much. We see the dark and edgy side of Batman so it can build up to him being a softie (even tho I still don’t like him he’s mean to Ed >:() we also see Chase for the first time and learn a little about her but not enough to ruin the story line.

The next scene is in my top 3. The one I made the gif set for. Edward is my FAVORITE character (if you couldn’t tell ;-;) and Jim Carrey was a 10/10 casting choice. He plays the character in a way that’s entertaining but insane and can have that cartoony feel while being live action that I love in movies. Every time I watch that scene I rant to myself about how the first movie with the grant. I just think it’s SO messed up because here is a clearly dedicated and hardworking employee that isn’t asking for money to just put his product on sale, NO! He wants money for testing so he knows how to make it safe! All the riddler stuff (even though I still love my riddle man) could have been avoided but NOPE! Although, I’ve rewritten most of this movie as a self insert, this scene was by far my favorite because you can capture so much emotion. Stickly can fuck right off tho. No redeeming qualities.

OKAAAYYY next scene. The one on the roof. I hate chase for this okay? Like she fell IN LOVE with the FRICKING BATMAN!! This scene- AND HE LIKES HER TOO!! Okay I see how it works on some scale, but from an outside perspective, she doesn’t know who Batman is and still asks all horny >:/ that’s all I’ll say abt this scene but bleehhhh

Next scene is THE BEST ONE and you can fight me on it. My boyyyy she’s so eevvviiilllll and thennnn kill sticckkllllyyyyyy :DDD but really thought this scene has SO MUCH EMOTION AND THE CGI IS BETTER THAN ALL 5 SEASONS OF GOTHAM! He’s Finally standing up for himself and he evil idk what to say this scene is just so mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm I’m nOt a simp you are

NOoooOoOoOoo sad boy 😭😭 but secretly evil 😈 this was also a fun scene to rewrite. I also love how as the movie goes on you can see the riddle box things get fancier. Like the one in this scene was paper but the last one was gold.

Next scene, not much to say, it was good and we get to see a part of Edward’s apartment and then he drops another riddle so good for him :D

Skipping around a little bc I dislike the therapy scene the CIRCUS SCENE :] my man TwoFace committing more crime with Eddie being a grade A simp :DDD I’m sad for Robin but also it connects the gayest characters together to form an alliance so

Another skip to another favorite is when ✨The Riddler✨ goes to TwoFace’s lair and they act all gay and agree to go commit crimes and then they rob a store and rock a tiara and diamond earrings and- anyway ;-; in the screenplay they actually rob an opera house and the Riddler sings and I’m super disappointed that didnt make it into the final cut ;-;

The Gala scene is another favorite. I’m not there in writing but I can’t wait! There is so many perspectives in this scene and Eeedddddddddd so fancy I lob it sugar and spice are also beautiful in this.

Ima skip to one of the last scenes bc I’ve been ranting too much in this and it’s very long SO the last scene. The bedazzled spandex is just like- fabulous I love it. I cried when TwoFace died but all in all I love that scene. It has so much detail and I just mmmmmmmm gay gay homosexual gay

WOW that was alot. I’ll do more later bc this is too much ranting for one post ;-;

[senditcolton]

Gardenia with whoever of your choice bc I love this trope

oh no, open choice (i both love and dread the option of doing whatever i want)... i went with a sneak peek OC for this one featuring my favorite boy (and url inspo) Colton Parayko. so i hope you enjoy this look into "Would It Be Enough?"

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“Do you love me?”

Elizabeth’s voice dances on the summer breeze drifting through the window, the sunset painted a beautiful medley or purples and pinks. Colton turns towards her, the bright red of her hair shining against the pristine white bedsheets of the hidden cabana.

There was still a part of him that didn’t believe that he was here; with the girl that was his best friend, one that he had feelings for since they were kids, the one that he reconnected with after all those years.

The one that he ran away to a tropical island with.

He didn’t blame her for wanting to leave the city. Her – with her successful career and her glamourous life… and high-profile divorce – she had ample reasons for her to want to escape all the eyes constantly on her.

And a part of him knew that he would follow her anywhere, given the chance.

“You know that I do,” he replies, his hand reaching out to touch her cheek, tracing the freckles that he found there. He hears her sigh, her eyes drifting away from him, going to some far-off place inside her head, a place that he could never reach.

“Hey,” he whispers, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear before his hand drifts down to her chin in order to pull her attention back to him. “Don’t leave me here.”

Colton is relived to see the soft smile overtake Elizabeth’s melancholy, her eyes sparkling back at him, the laughter behind them crystal clear.

“I would never leave you here,” she says before leaning into him. Colton welcomes her, his lips connecting with her soft ones in a tender kiss, the smell of her perfume invading his senses. She eventually pulls away, coming to rest her head on the pillow besides him.

“Why do ask?” Colton questions, her inquiry from earlier still nagging in the back of his mind. Did she not believe him when he said that he loved for her, that he would die for her, that he would never give her up. “Is there something I did?”

“No,” Elizabeth quickly says and the immediacy in her words assuages Colton’s fears for a moment. “I’m sorry if that was implied – it’s not what I meant. This is just… a little odd for me.”

“What? Exotic locales?” he teases, relieved to see a smile appear on her face.

“No,” she laughs back before her expression shifts into something softer. “Loving someone in private.”

Colton lets her words sink in, examining the way her eyes don’t meet his, the way her hands fidget with a loose strand in the fabric beneath them.

“Do you like it?” he asks, wondering where her mind was, slightly terrified of the answer.

“I don’t know,” Elizabeth responds. “Almost my entire life has been in the spotlight. And with Seth, it was always flashing cameras and news front pages. And maybe that’s why I think that is what love is supposed to be – this grand declaration.” She finally looks up at him, her brown eyes gazing into his. “So, this… you… it’s all very different.”

“Is that why you aren’t sure if I love you? Because I don’t shout it from the rooftops?”

Elizabeth just shrugs and before Colton can stop her, she is lifting herself up off the bed, grabbing a fluffy robe from the back of the armchair before wrapping it around her body and wandering out to the balcony.

Colton sits up in bed, simply staring at her frame leaning against the railing, her face turned towards the sky. She looked every bit like the movie star he watched in the theatres and saw on the covers of magazine, modelling in ads for the newest brand of makeup, his curiosity about the girl he used to know fueling his desire to keep up with her all these years.

But when she turns back towards him, the look on her face, one of a deep sadness that Colton recognized instantly, he is instantly transported back.

Back to his childhood bedroom with a seven-year-old Lizzy, the girl who lived a few houses down the street, hiding in his closet because she didn’t want to go home.

Back to their high school gymnasium, the now sixteen-year-old Betty – already a beauty even then – watching him standing in the doorway from over another guy’s shoulder, the mirror-ball reflecting light from all its shattered edges, matching her heart that he dropped on the hardwood the moment he left.

Back to when she trusted him and his feelings towards her. Before lost her.

He wasn’t going to lose her again.

There is no hesitation in his movements as Colton removes himself from the bed, follow Elizabeth’s path out onto the balcony. He comes to stand behind her, his arms coming to wrap around her frame, his chin resting on the crown of her head as they both stare out into the evening sea.

“I don’t love you any less just because no one else can see it,” Colton whispers to her, hoping his voice doesn’t get lost on the wind. “I know I haven’t given you many reasons to trust me. But please believe me when I say that.”

“It’s not that I don’t trust you. I don’t trust love. Every time I’ve put my faith in love, it has left me in a million pieces,” Elizabeth responds, her hands gripping Colton’s forearms a little tighter before continuing.

“Maybe that’s why I need love to be like something plucked out of the script of one of my films. It always works out in the movies. The good guy wins, the villain is defeated, and the couple in love rides off into the sunset to live happily ever after.”

“The movies aren’t real, Elizabeth.”

“I know,” she whispers. “But they’re planned, they’re predictable, They’re safe. Who wouldn’t want that?”

[pennyserenade]

i read a book called they both die at the end and it’s a young adult book i think about a universe where people find out what day and time they’re gonna die and you follow two guys’ stories as they try to avoid it and it’s just a lovely book. also, i have finally bought normal people and am waiting for a time to read it because you recommended it :) i’m not sure about shows because i think i’ve done the opposite as you and watched more movies LMAO. if you don’t mind a good series with story and action i love the john wick series, but the only shows i’ve watched recently are tlou, mandalorian, and moon knight.

thank you for the reminder that i can stop when i want to. it’s something i have always struggled to do and i always end up so unhappy when i don’t stop when i want to because i make something i’m not proud of and it just kills the passion. moon knight has sparked that passion again for me and although it was only a 6 episode show that aired last year, it holds such a dear place in my heart next to pedro pascal and oscar isaac. marc spector is such a beautifully complex character and i just relate to him so much. i would love to read your fic with 0 notes because i know you and i know that your writing is fantastic and that you should indulge in a second part if that is what your heart desires. i’m so so sorry for talking your ear off, love, you’re just very easy to talk to, but i will make sure to send a message if i do end up finishing this piece <3

i've heard a lot about they both die at the end from booktok! i haven't really read a lot of ya since middle/high school but i've started to think i might like to again with the rise of the hunger games (i recently bought them again bc i'm thinking of doing a re-read). i'll definitely put they both die at the end on my tbr list! i've also been hearing a lot about the john wick series as of late too! i'm not much of an action girlie but i do believe that i can be converted by a good movie & i think i'm gonna have to look into that one

i've also struggled a lot with knowing when to put down things, especially when they're no longer making me happy. only recently have i come to terms with the fact that i'm not going to be 100 percent all of the time with things i love, and feeling that it's okay. a lot of good has come from that lesson too, like the fact that i genuinely take my time with writing now and never feel like i didn't do enough or didn't spend enough time on pieces before i pushed them out. i'm so, so happy that moon knight has sparked that passion in you. i thought it was really wonderful and i enjoyed watching it a lot. i really love oscar a lot as an actor (and as a person to ofc) and i think he really blew it out of the water with that performance. don't be sorry at all! i love talking to you and i'm so glad i can again <333