#but like it doesnt count before I slept

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[allisluv]

this is a random idea, and you totally dont have to write it if you arent comfortable but could i maybe request a oneshot about reader who sh with finnick and like they havent had sex yet because she doesnt want him to see her scars and its just lots of comfort and really fluffy?

good things come to those who wait.

pairing: finnick o'dair x fem!victor!reader

content warnings: this work contains topics regarding self-harm and scars, however nothing is graphic at all, and this is mainly focused on the comfort aspect of things. finnick is a sweetie pie, pre-established relationship, mentions of sex but nothing intimate, hurt/comfort.

word count: 1.0k

author's note: this is a topic that really hits home with me, and my intentions are never and will never be to offend anyone. my inbox and dm's are always open. this work is purely made to help people feel less alone, not to romanticise any topics covered.

Finnick has always been ever so sweet with you. He has never once made you feel pressured into doing anything you weren’t ready for, and that’s one of the many things that separate him from your past boyfriends. 

You know he would never even think about judging you for the scars on your thighs but no matter how much you reassure yourself that he wouldn’t mind, there is still that tiny voice in the back of your head that says, “What if?”

You’re seven months into your relationship with Finnick when you decide that it’s best you sit him down and have a conversation with him about how youre feeling. Things are starting to get serious and you can tell that despite his gentleness and his patience, he’s beginning to worry that there’s another reason for why you havent slept with him yet. Finnick opened up to you about his sexual trauma in the Capitol pretty early on into your relationship and you don’t want him to worry that you think he’s “broken” or “damaged goods” and that’s why you haven’t slept with each other yet, because that couldn’t be farther from the truth. 

You think Finnick is without a doubt the most handsome man you have ever laid eyes on— but he’s so much more than that, too. Hes considerate and thoughtful and caring and kind and you don’t want to ever make him think he’s not good enough. 

So despite your anxiety, you push through and anxiously wait on the sofa for Finnick to return home from his dip in the ocean. 

Your heart is thudding against your ribcage so fast that you fear it may jump straight out of your chest. The front door opens and shuts before Finnick calls out your name. 

“Im in here!” You shout back, focusing all your effort on keeping your voice steady and calm. 

Finnick peeks his head into the living room and smiles. Two dimples poke into his cheeks, one on either side of his mouth, as he grabs a beach towel off the radiator and starts to dry himself off. He’s caught off guard when you don’t immediately start chastising him for dripping water in the house, and that is the first thing that sends bells off in his head. “Angel? You okay?” 

You suck in a steadying breath and pat the sofa next to you. “Can we talk?” Finnick’s mind starts whirring into overdrive as he worries that you might be breaking this off with him, and you instantly backtrack when you see the panic on his face. “No, no, I’m sorry. Don’t panic, I just need to tell you something. It’s nothing bad, Finnick, I promise.”

He seems to relax a little at your comforting words but his steps are still tentative as he crosses the room and sits down on the sofa next to you. “Alright,” He says warily. “Do you wanna tell me what’s going on?” 

You swallow the lump in your throat. You know this is going to be an awkward conversation to have, but both you and Finnick agreed that communication was key to maintaining a healthy relationship. You figure you might as well be honest and get this over with. There’s no point in beating around the bush so you come right out and say it as bluntly as possible. “I wanted to talk about why we haven’t had sex yet. I mean, that’s something you want, right?”

Finnick nods reassuringly. “Of course it is but only when you’re ready. I don’t want you feeling pressured into it.”

Your tongue darts out to wet your lips. “I want to. God, I really, really want to. I’m just scared.” 

Finnick tilts his head to one side but slowly reaches out to grab your hand. He intertwines your fingers together. “Okay. What are you scared of, angel?”

It takes everything in you not to burst into tears and you have to clear your throat a couple of times before talking aloud. “I have scars. On my thighs.”

Realisation dawns on Finnick but he doesn’t open his mouth to say anything. Instead, he nods to show that he is listening, and squeezes your hand to encourage you to continue. 

“I was going through a really tough time after I won my games. I turned to some… well, less than healthy coping mechanisms. I’m better now. I haven’t done… that, in a good few years. But I still have scars from it.” You take a deep breath, keeping your eyes trained on a spot on the floor in front of you. “I know you wouldn’t judge me but I was just scared that you’d think I was damaged or—”

“Okay, let me stop you there.” Finnick cuts in. His voice is stern but soft. “Angel, some scars don’t scare me, and they certainly don’t make me think you’re anything less than beautiful. All it does is tell me how resilient my girl is. I would never think less of you for this. I need you to know that, alright?” 

It feels like a weight has been lifted off your chest. “No, I know that, I just— I don’t know. I was scared you were gonna leave me.” 

Finnick uses his free hand to smooth your hair off your forehead. “I know, angel, I know,” He murmurs. “Youre not gonna get rid of me that easily, okay? I’m in this for the long haul.” He smiles softly and knocks his shoulder into yours. 

You worry your bottom lip between your teeth as you finally make eye contact with him. “You’re not saying this just to make me feel better, right?”

Finnick scoffs but his voice is full of affection when he speaks. “Angel, you should know by now that I’m gonna tell you the truth, regardless of if you want to hear it or not.”

You chuckle. “Fair point, well made.” You hesitate. “So, you know, just to clarify, you do want to sleep with me?”

Finnick grins. “More than anything. But we’re gonna do this at your pace, okay? We’re gonna take it as slow as you need.”

Your lips tug downwards into a frown. “You don’t mind waiting?”

Finnick pecks your forehead. “You know what they say, good things come to those who wait.” He pauses. “And, angel?”

“Mhm?” 

“Scars or not, I still think you’re the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

[m0chis-cafe]

Hello! This is my first time making a request, if it's okay, can I get a reader with Lillia, Rook, Vil and Leona who has recently been suffering from insomnia and anxiety about returning home (comfort in the end) Please? 😔🎀

i absolutely love this, i get horrible insomia. i gotchu♡

(edit: i ended up focusing on one more than the other in some, but both are mentioned. hope u still like it *mwah*)

reader suffering from insomnia and anxiety about returning home.. ⋆⑅˚₊

word count: 1.5k

warnings: mentioning of anxiety, and panic attacks (there will be major comfort though), sitting in laps, kissing, joking to help, mentioning of what happens in each of the characters books (i hope yall have read em before but js in case)

characters: leona, rook, vil, and lilia

leona kingscholar🦁

you paced the botanical gardens on campus, hands tangling in your hair s you thoughts went a million miles a second..

how am i going to get home?

how is my family.. god i miss them..

if im forced to stay here.. how do i even pass these crazy magic classes?

do the people here ive come to know even want me here or are they forced to cause i cant leave..

every new thought was another anxiety that just caused your breath to quicken. your thoughts were flooded with negatives.. if you had magic this is what youd assume a magic blot would feel like.. so much negative emotions piling into you all at once.

you eventually sat below a tree, knees curled to your chest as you tried to calm yourself down. it didnt help that you hadent slept in days, insomnia only getting worse since coming to nightraven.

yet no matter what you did your breaths wouldnt calm, your hands kept shaking, and you couldnt hear or see straight. you almost jumped right out of your skin as you felt hands grab your own that covered your face. looking up you saw brown hair and ears.. leona?

his voice made its way to you eventually, "herbavore? herbavore.. seriously c'mon your worrying me. ruggie said you ran off but i didnt think itd be this bad." he mumbled to himself before his hands slipped dwon to your biceps, "hey, listen to me." he spoke firmly.

your eyes eventually meet him, your breaths calmling slightly at his presence. taking large breaths through your lips as you looked up at him, arms shaking in his hold. "dont fall out on me now, we need you." he spoke lowly as he scopped you up with ease, placing you betwen his legs, "your alright now herbivore, whatevers going on in that head of yours, its gonna be alright, yea?" he placed a kiss on your forhead allowng you time to breath normally.

when your breaths calmed and body began to calm, you sighed and leaned more into his body, "thank you.. leona". he chuckled deeply, sloching more down the tree, letting you fall into his chest. "its fine kid, just glad your fine. did something happen?". your eyes widened before spilling, explaining your thoughts to him slowly, anxious to be a burden. when you ended he rolled his eyes and strted laughing.. at you?..

huh?

"you seriously think anyone here doesnt want you here? i think at this point those first years would fall apart without you, and as for finding your way home, crawley better. or ill personally kick his ass, alright herbavore?" you simply nodded your head and leaned into him smiling, "your really not as bad as they say you are.."

vil schoenheit🧺

vi had become obsessed with training for the dance competittion, day after day everyone was practicing for hours every day. you tried to be nothin bt supportive but your insomnia had only gotten worse with the recent stress of the compettition..

what will happen if we dont win?

everyone else looks so tired..

god im so tired.. when was the last time i slept multiple hours?

i wish i could just go home already..

you guys had gotten the first brea of the day, you sat against the wall between kalim and ace as they yapped about how excited they were to preform next week. listening to them had you distracted, your eyes fluttering closed.

a hand was placed on your shoulder, looking up you saw jamil crouched in front of you, "are you alright? you look terrible prefect" you heard ace and kalim repremand him for being so blunt, but you just shook your head trying to wake up, "im fine jamil.. just tired, thank you though"

he looked skeptical but quickly turned to make sure kalim was drinking water and taking a proper break. ace mumbled something under his breath that you barley couldnt catch before he stood up and walked towards vil who was with rook and epel, who were talking across the room.

you saw vil look down at ace with his arms crossed, he glanced at you as ace pointed a finger to you. vil abandoned his conversation with epel and rook, shooing away the others around you, "why wouldnt you say that you havent been sleeping, thats not proper conditions for you to be proforming in prefect."

"im fine vil-", he rolled his eyes and cut you off, "you look anything but, stand" he reached a hand down to you, pulling you up from the ground. your head swam with spots when you rose too quickly, stumbling into vil.

he wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you up, "poision.. is somethng truley wrong?" you looked up at him, eyes wide as he read you like a book. he quickly took your hand and dragged you out of the practice room and into the lounge at pomefiore.

he sat you down in one of the chairs and crouched in fron tof you, holding your face in his hands, "speak to me.." you sighed before explaining what had been happening, the stresses and not sleeping, the thoughts of never being able to go home.

he sighed and stood, sitting beside you and tugging you into his side, "i wish you would speak up when this happens, you know that id never wish to add to your burdens." he placed a kiss to your forhead before continuing, "we will find a way for you to go home, no matter how bitter sweet itll be, i do hope we find a way for you to go back and forth.. we would all miss you terribly here.. especially me." at his words you sighed and relaxed into his side, "ill find a way back, i could never just leave you guys.. especially you.

rook hunt🪶

you thought itd be easy to hide your emotions recently, but knowing rook he proably could already see through your mind..

i hope i can go home soon..

i wonder if time has passed back home and if my family is worried about me..

i need to stop stresing, i havent slept at all recently

these magic classes are getting harder with the lack of magic

you thought you kept a pretty good mask on arround others, yet as soon as you were walking from potions alone with rook he spoke up, "mon cheri.. have you been sleeping enough? your beauty is as blinding as always, alas you seem more tired than usual."

you shouldve known better than to try to keep something from him, he finds out everything sooner rathar than latter, "im alright, just worried about getting home, i guess its been affecting my sleep.."

"well theres no use in worrying cheri! i garuntee they will find a way to send you home! with that said i think a long rest for you is in place." he spoke cherfully as he laced your hands together and dragged you to pomefiore, you smiled at his actions and followed along.. he always here to look after me

lilia vanrough🦇

after dealing with blots from every other house, you thought hanging around diasmonia would be calming. yet as you sat in the lounge with silver, sebek, lilia, and malleus your thought still didnt stop running..

whos going to over-blot next?

will the next one be more powerful.. maybe too powerful..

i didnt have these struggles at home

even my sleep scheduals gotten worse.. late nights staying up with lilia and idia playing games have become much more often an occurance

im supposed to be relaxing, just breath..

your mind spaced out as you looked at the floor in front of you while stuck in thought. your hands tangled into your blazer sleeves as your breath quickened, your vision began to see spots before you felt a hand rest on top of your own in your lap.

"prefect, is something the matter?" your head snapped up and saw lilia who was sat beside you, a concerned look for once took over his boyish grin, "your not looking too good.. are you ill?" he placed a hand on you forhead attempting to asses if you were running a fever.

"im alright.. just missing home" you mumbled, offering him a small smile as you placed your head on his shoulder. he sighed, raisng your hand to press a kiss on the back of your hand, "well find a way for you to go back, i promise it my dear."

he wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you to lean more into him, "in the mean time, you havent been sleeping and its clear, get some rest prefect" his boyish grin returned as he pecked your cheek. he was right.. everything was gonna be ok.

you finally felt comfortble enough to fall into a deep sleep against him, with grim curled up into your lap mumbling about his dreams of tuna. surronded by people you became found of over you stay at nightraven, it wouldnt be bad to stay here, but you knew that there would be a way home.

[thewulf]

Never a Burden || Legolas

Summary: Request: hiyaaa i have another legolas fic ideaaa! You write him soo well. How about reader who hasnt slept in a while and always offers to take watch. Legolas ofc notices after a bit and demands she doesnt take watch that night... Read Rest Here

A/N: Another one for my fav elf. Thanks always for the requests!!

Pairing: Legolas x Female Reader

Word Count: 3.1k +

TW: General LOTR triggers, anxiety, fear

Throwing out your bedroll you knew it would be a useless effort trying to sleep as it was so dark out. The stars were hiding behind a thick layer of cloud that had other plans for the night. The further along in the journey to Mordor the more your anxiety grew. Ever since the group was attacked by orcs not long back you couldn’t seem to fall asleep at night. You were left to sleep during the small breaks the Hobbits needed or when you got to sit on the horse.

The attack was weeks ago now. The lack of sleep and the constant moving was really starting to get to you. You’d do anything to be back in Rivendell under the elves protection. One of those elf beds would feel immaculate in this moment.

“I’ll take the first watch.” You yawned, speaking to the group as they huddled around the fire trying to keep warm.

Legolas looked up to you with skepticism in his eyes. He was the most observant of the group. He’d noticed you slept less than he had ever since the ten of them left Rivendell. He didn’t know you well. You’d come accompanying Boromir, but he quickly grew a liking to you. You were quiet and reserved, speaking only when you thought it was needed and always helping. Even him being an elf didn’t negate the fact he found you quite striking for both a non-ellon and a human altogether. That and you were far more intriguing than any other creature he’d come across in all his years across middle earth. How had the thirty-year-old mortal done that to him? What were you doing to him?

Legolas was a far departure from his father, King Thranduil, who had a disdain towards the human race. Instead, Legolas found humans, you more so, absolutely fascinating. How much the race managed to cram in their short lives. It exhausted him at the thought of what mortals went through. But it was their normal.

“Aye Lassie. Why don’t you let Legolas take the first watch. You’ve been up quite a bit, yeah?” Gimli spoke up after Legolas had confided him in of his worries over you. Usually, you were chatty and upbeat, but that personality Legolas had looked forward too had vanished all too quickly.

“Oh, it’s all right. Really. I’m not terribly tired.” You lied. You were exhausted but sleep just wouldn’t come.

Legolas shook his head, “I insist, Y/N. You’ve taken watch nearly every night for the last few weeks. You need a break.”

You bit your cheek trying to bite back your usual sharp tongue. He was just trying to be kind. Little did he know he was doing the opposite of what you wanted. You craved a distraction from the darkening thoughts in your mind that drove your fear and anxieties through the roof.

You gave up after a few hours. The snores of all the males around you irritating you more than soothing you too sleep at this rate. You got up from your bedroll and walked down the path to find Legolas. You knew he’d be displeased at your arrival but truly, you could not sleep. After a few moments of wandering in the dark it was he who found you. He had the advantage of being an elf and all.

“Whatever are you doing awake mellon nin?” It was like he appeared out of thin air startling you more than you wanted to admit. You spun around look up into his ever so blue eyes that shone bright in the darkness. Somehow they were striking even in the dead of the night.

“I said I could not sleep. Gimli’s snores are bothering me. I needed to be away.” You sighed in frustration.

Legolas took your hand like he had so many times before. You tried to ignore the way your heart raced at his touch. Needing to get over it, it wasn’t uncommon to have to touch or pull or shield another person or creature in the fellowship from time to time. It didn’t mean anything; it was just how things were. Legolas could never like a human like you. You’d be gone in the blink of an eye. It was probably funny for elves, little mortal crushes that they likely forgot about after some time.

“Come sit.” He pulled you down with him at the base of a large tree. Once you’d settled down beside him he continued, “What bothers you?”

You weren’t really going to tell him. That was far too embarrassing. You were supposed to be a fearless Ranger of Gondor. You’d been hand selected to travel with Boromir at request of his father, Denethor II. How could you deny such an honorable request? A female hand selected? You had a job to do, and you were going to do it well. Even if it quite literally killed you.

Instead, you shrugged, “Cannot sleep is all.”

Legolas wasn’t going to accept that as your answer, “Why not mellon nin?”

You turned your head to look at his, “I don’t know. Sleep has always been hard for me.” It was a lie even Legolas could see right on through.

He was quiet for a moment before pressing on a bit further, “You view me as your friend, no?”

You’d known him for a few months now after departing from Rivendell and naturally you’d grown close to him the quickest. Boromir was always a comfort as he reminded you so much of home, Minas Tirith. But Legolas brought out a different sort of bliss that drew you too him. He was funny, witty, sarcastic, and so different than any other elf you’d met in your almost thirty years in middle earth.

“Of course, I do Legolas. Why do you ask?” Maybe if you played dumb he wouldn’t press.

But you were wrong, “You can talk to me about what is bothering you. I have noticed you have been… off.” He paused looking over to you to see your reaction. Your eyes widened slightly at his realization of you sudden change. You should’ve known he would notice. He was far more observant than the common male you usually found yourself around in the mortal world, “I am worried for you mellon. I have not seen you smile in weeks. When was the last time you slept through the night?” He asked hoping you would open up to him for once. Legolas had found you to be particularly hard to crack. Most Rangers were but you didn’t seem like you’d ever budge. You’d been trained to be a stone wall and you were excelling at it.

You looked down feeling suddenly guilty for making him worry about you of all things. There were so many things that his attention needed to be on, not you and your emotions, “I cannot sleep. Not at night at least.” You yawned feeling the exhaustion overwhelming you, but your mind would not shut off even as you begged it.

Legolas nodded, motioning for you to continue, “I know this.” He said without judgement.

You let out a small sigh knowing you’d just have to tell him. He was never going to stop, not now, “Ever since the orc’s attacked us. I can’t seem to sleep. My head will not let me Legolas. I try, trust me I try so hard. And I am so tired. So tired I am afraid I have become a liability. What good will I be in battle if I can hardly handle my sword anymore. I am weak and tired and…” You felt the tears overwhelming your vision as you let it all out. Once the words had started it was like a waterfall had come out of your mouth.

Legolas ran a comforting hand up and down your back as you let it out. You wanted to run away from his touch as you had so many times before. You were a Ranger. Rangers had solo lives. You couldn’t get attached; it wasn’t fair to anybody let alone you. But damn, as his fingers traced up and down your back you knew you needed it. This life was lonely, and you were terribly touch starved. It felt so good. You knew his touch kept you from spiraling further into your own mind. Thankfully, the tears subsided before a full-blown anxiety attack took over your emotions.

Once your sniffles subsided he spoke up trying to continue to provide you the needed comfort, “I will let no harm befall you mellon nin.” He gave your shoulder a squeeze hoping it would provide you some additional comfort you needed. Legolas was no expert in elf emotion let alone human woman ones. But you seemed to be responding to his gentle advances positively so he concluded he must have been doing something correctly.

You sniffled knowing you probably looked awful under the tears that had slipped out. It had been so long since you cried. Not when you learned your mother had passed. Not when you’d been stabbed many times over training and being a Ranger. No, now when Legolas had finally got you to open up to him after months of trying.

“You cannot promise that Legolas.” Your voice sounded horse after letting more out than you had intended.

His eyes narrowed in on your puffy cheeks, raw from the crying, “I can, and I do, Ranger of Gondor.”

But you shook your head in response, “I do not wish to ask that of you Legolas. You need to look out for yourself and the Hobbits.”

“And you.” He only cocked his head to get a better look at you. He wasn’t shying away from the conversation like you were. It had become too difficult to look him in the eye at this point. You were too mortified by the breakdown and the now defense that was stemming from it.

He was as stubborn as you were, “Legolas you…”

But he stopped you by placing a hand on your arm, “I do not wish to offend. But you can hardly hold up your sword any longer. Do not think that has gone unnoticed by me nor Aragorn. You cannot protect yourself let alone Boromir. Not until you let yourself rest.”

You looked away once again in shame. Thinking you’d done an excellent job at hiding these exact ailments. Words were suddenly hard as you failed to come up with a sentence. What was the best way to admit how scared you were to sleep. How embarrassing for a literal Ranger. If anybody were judging, thankfully for you, they chose not to say a thing.

“As I said, I do not wish to offend you.” He said once more, this time a little softer as he dropped his hand from your arm leaving you aching for that touch that seemed to come so rarely these days.

“Hardly.” You swallowed your breath and took the moment to finally look at Legolas once again. He was studying your exhausted form before his icy blue eyes landed on yours. While you knew you couldn’t see him as well as he could see you, your eyes finally adjusted to the darkness. He was a vision even coated by the darkness of the night. You’d never been particularly fond of elves. You had always found them to be far too prim and proper for your rough lifestyle. But Legolas defied all your expectations by being exactly what you hadn’t expected him to be.

He let out a sigh knowing you weren’t going to say anything further, “Will you try to sleep?”

But you shook your head, “No. It just frustrates me. Laying there, listening to the rest of them snore away.”

The elf next to you contemplated something for a few moments before finally saying something, “Go grab your bedroll.”

“What?” That was the last thing you expected him to say.

“You will sleep here.” He spoke as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

There weren’t many excuses you could make as you just shook your head in disagreement, “I cannot do that…”

“Why not? I will help you sleep.” He stood from his spot offering a hand out for you to take. With slight hesitation you let him pull you up from your seated position on the base of the tree with a small pull.

“I do not wish to burden you with such small problems. We have much larger problems at hand is all.” You spoke out your final fear. Why should he care? All of middle earth was relying on your group to make it to Mordor to get rid of the ring. What was a little lack of sleep when orcs and evil could be ruling the world if they were unsuccessful.

His head snapped to yours with nothing but concern. An emotion he’d been wearing as he looked over you as of late, “You are not a burden. You are never a burden. It is a burden to see you not sleep. It is a burden to see you so weak when you are so strong. It is a burden that you have not come to me sooner mellon nin. Go get your bedroll and bring it here. I will help you sleep.”

Snapping your mouth shut you simply nodded to him, “I will be back momentarily.” Walking with haste you walked like a dog that had been kicked by its owner. Legolas had never been so outright with you before. You are never a burden… what had he meant of that?

When you had gotten back to him, very momentarily, he had already cleared out a space for you to sleep. Without saying much more you got into your bedroll knowing that sleep would be hard to come by, even away from the snoring of the males. Even getting all your fears out into the world you still knew sleep would never befall you.

“Close your eyes.” Legolas sat next to you being sure to keep his senses heightened as he helped you.

But before you did you needed to know one thing, “Legolas?”

“Yes?”

You turned your head towards him, “What did you mean I will never be a burden?”

He smiled a touch at your unusual vulnerability peeking through, “Exactly that mellon nin.” He began to brush through your knotted hair gently. His mother did this so many times when he was young to provide a sense of comfort. With the utmost gentleness he brushed out the knots from the long days of travel and lack of being able to wash, “I care for you very deeply, you know that. You are never a burden. You are my…” He paused wanting to say more but knowing it was not the right time. He was trying to get you to sleep not confess is true feelings, “friend. And I care for you. We care for you. We need you to care for yourself now.”

You hummed knowing he was right, “Okay. But… I am scared. Sleeping brings the terrors I cannot hide behind any longer.”

He shook his head continuing to stroke your hair, “I will fight them away. Fear not. Close your eyes. Trust me.”

You nodded closing your eyes beneath his gentle touch. Even as stubborn as you were his soft touch through your hair was already lulling you into a state you hadn’t seen in nearly three weeks. His tender touch was almost enough to lull you into a hopefully dreamless sleep. When he started softly humming a tune you’d so rarely heard you knew sleep would overcome you shortly.

“Thank you Legolas.” You mumbled unsure if the words were even coherent in your sleepy state.

“I will be here you when you wake, mellon nin.” He continued humming and brushing through your hair even after your breathes evened out letting the ellon know you were finally asleep. He continued to have his touch on you throughout the night knowing it was what your needed to feel safe.

When your eyes were hit with the sun the next morning Legolas had kept true to his word. He was sitting beside you with his eyes on your waking form. You’d have been more embarrassed by his eyes on had he not spoken up before you could.

“How did you sleep?”

Scooting to sit up next to him you gave him a quick nod, “Very well. I do not believe I woke up once. I feel… good.” Giving him a smile that he had so rarely seen form you as of late he grinned in return to yours.

“Good. We will do this again tonight.” He stood offering his hand to yours.

You took his hand once again relishing in the closeness the two of you were having so ardently over the last few hours, “You must sleep too.”

“Do not worry about me. I have had plenty. With you taking every watch as of late I have been able to rest.” He smirked knowing you wouldn’t have a good enough comeback for that one.

“If you insist…” You wanted to give him an out. He didn’t need to care for you. To watch over you. He had other, much more important, things to worry about.

“I do.”

Deciding it best to pack up you just looked to him after, “All right then. We will do this again tonight.”

He nodded with a small smile playing on his lips, “I have forgotten how agreeable you are once you have slept my lady.”

Your mouth dropped open at that backhanded compliment that came so naturally to your elven friends, “I am not that bad.”

He shook his head mindlessly placing his hand on your back guiding you back to camp as you were distracted by him, “Just less stubborn is all.” His grin only widened seeing you crinkle your nose up trying to come up with a comeback but coming up short.

“You test my patience elf.” You spoke with a hint of sarcasm coming from within. As much as he tested you, you needed him far more than you could imagine. He’d become somebody to lean and rely on. Somebody who could be there for you when it was so often the other way around. He promised you’d never be a burden to him.

He laughed that beautiful sound that made your heart race, “And you mine. But, I would have it no other way.” You shut your mouth as the two of you made your way to camp where the eight of them were sitting, waiting on the two of you. He must’ve let you sleep longer than normal because they were all awake and ready to go. But seemingly unfazed by your appearance with the elf. He must’ve done or said something. Making true to his word. You would never be a burden.

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[pequins]

hear me out hear me out a schlatt fic where hes up late editing and reader is in bed waiting for him so they go check on him, telling him to come to bed and stuff, but when he doesnt, they climb on the chair, sitting on his lap so they block the view, and schlatt obv is now turned on and then they get freakyy 😈 perchance afab!reader, f!reader ‼️

nonnie you’re so smart come kiss me

cont: sleep deprived perfectionist schlatt, afab!reader, unprotected sex & creampie

an: any typos were the work of my opps and i am not liable for them (i wrote this after staying awake for 27 hours)

word count: too many

Jay leaned back in his chair, letting out a low groan as his muscles ached from the prolonged sitting. He had spent the whole day recording and editing a vlog for his channel, unintentionally neglecting you and his need for rest in the process. He was exhausted, his eyes strained from staring at the screen for so long.

he glanced up the time on his screen, wincing as he saw how late it was, 3:46 am? He could’ve swore it was just 9, “jesus..” he mumbled, rubbing his eyes. despite his eyes burning from lack of sleep and extensive time staring at a screen, he was determined to finish this video before going to sleep.

meanwhile, you were watching him from the door frame, leaning against it with a disapproving look. Although you understood his dedication to his work, you worried about the toll it was taking on him. “Jay, it’s late, you gotta sleep sometime or you’ll go crazy.” you said, he sighed, glancing at you with a mixture of fatigue and stubbornness. “I know, I know. I’m almost done, just let me finish something real quick.”

you sighed, sounding similar to that of a disappointed mother, knowing that ‘real quick’ is just his way of excusing hours more of work. you approached him, standing behind his chair and gently resting your hands on his tense shoulders. “yknow, the video will still be there tomorrow.” you remarked, silently pleading for your giant boyfriends comforting presence while you slept.

he groaned quietly as you began to massage his shoulders, feeling a few knots that had formed after hours of hunching over the desk. your touch was soothing, and for a moment, he was tempted to drop everything and curl up with you in bed. unfortunately, his perfectionist tendencies were too strong, the thought of leaving a project unfinished being simply unbearable. “I promise I’ll come to bed in just a minute,” he said, eyes remaining fixed on the screen.

you grew increasingly frustrated with his relentless dedication to his work, your touch transitioning from a therapeutic massage to something more intimate, your fingers tracing along his collarbone. your breath tickling his ear as you lowered your voice to a sultry whisper. "come on, you work too much.”

he let out a shaky exhale, his eyes closing for a moment. “baby..” he muttered quietly, his breaths becoming more uneven. your hands slowly slid down his chest, sending a shiver down his spine. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as his resolve to finish the video slowly crumbled.

“what do I have to do to get you off this damn chair?” you asked, your touch was like electricity to his senses. he felt his resolve weakening, the allure of your words almost too much to resist.

“toots, i’m—“ he stopped himself, clearing his throat. “i’m almost done, you’re distractin’ me.” he huffed, his voice strained and breathless. you smiled as you continued your assault on his senses, “cmon,” you whispered.

“take a break.”

schlatt's eyes widened as you abruptly climbed onto the chair, straddling his lap in a way that certainly had his attention. he felt the heat radiating from your core as you settled the weight of your body against him.

his hands instinctively found their way to your hips, “you're playing dirty, y'know." he muttered. you could feel his resistance faltering as your presence made it hard for him to focus on anything else. he tried to keep his eyes fixed on the screen, determined to finish his video, but you both knew you had him right where you wanted him.

your body pressed against his chest as you left a trail of kisses along his exposed collarbone. "i think you've worked enough for tonight, don't you?" you purred, your fingers tracing along his jawline. a low groan escaped his throat as the growing pressure in his boxers made him painfully aware of your closeness.

he knew he should resist, but the allure of your body against his was overtaking his logic. "cmon, come to bed," you whispered, your hands snaking underneath his large sweater. "you need to rest."

he could feel the heat of your breath against his skin, your teasing ignited a fire within him. his heart was racing, the room suddenly felt unbearably hot as he tried to resist the pull of your kisses.

"dammit toots..." he exhaled, his voice strained and low. your close proximity was making it difficult for him to think clearly, his usually sharp mind becoming foggy with want. you gently pushed yourself off of the chair with a coy smile, an obvious gesture for him to follow.

he grumbled, reluctantly pushing himself off of the chair and standing up, his body protesting the movement after being stuck in the same position for so long. he followed you silently, his mind still fighting to hold onto his work as you led him into the bedroom.

you stopped as you hit edge of the bed, a playful smile tugging at the corners of your lips. the air was heavy with tension, the desire between you both palpable.

his hands roughly grabbed your hips, pulling you flush against him. his grip possessive yet filled with a tenderness that betrayed his usual rugged exterior. you shivered as his hands began to roam your body, exploring every inch of you with a hungry desperation.

his touch was electric, igniting a that spread throughout your body. his lips now pressed against your neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down to your collarbone. his voice was low rough as he muttered, “fuck, i need you"

the weight of his body pinned you to the soft sheets as his hands continued their exploration, pushing your shirt up and discarding it on the floor. he took in the view of your body, his eyes dark and dilated with need. "you're so fuckin’ beautiful." he said, his voice a low growl, his hands now digging into the soft flesh of your thighs. he positioned himself between your legs, pressing himself against your heat. you reached up, his words sending a thrill through your body, your fingers tangling in his dark hair.

he let out a guttural moan as your fingers gripped his hair, the sensation heightening his already sensitive state. his hands gripped your hips, lifting them up, positioning himself closer to you as he trembled with restraint. "i need you, right now." there was a possessive edge to his words, a hint of vulnerability that betrayed his usually guarded nature.

his hands ran over your body, tracing patterns on your skin, desperate to feel you, to claim you. he abruptly pulled your soaked panties down to your ankles, almost drooling at the sight of your bare pussy. he slatternly slid his gym shorts and boxers down to his ankles, briskly freeing his thick cock, tip already shiny and leaking precum.

he braced himself on your hips as he roughly slid into you, gripping at your hips so tightly they’d probably bruise, pulling out just to the tip before thrusting back in. "fuck" he groaned, eyes glassy and desperate as he soaked in the needy moans erupting from you. he threw his head back, letting out deep, gutteral groans as your cunt tightened around him.

the sound of his breathing grew heavier as he continued his movements, reaching deep inside of you, brushing against all the right spots. each movement forced a strangled moan to escape your mouth, mouth agape as your breath was knocked out of you with every thrust. His thrusts became less rhythmic and more sloppy, the sensations almost too much.

"oh god—“ he moaned, his voice cracking as he pounded into you, just hearing you was enough to send him over the edge. It didn't take long for you to become cockdrunk, gripping at the sheets to stay grounded as you mewled and trembled.

his pace faltered, groans getting louder and more gravelly as he chased his high. you whimpered as you felt him abruptly release inside of you, his chest heaving as he buried his head into the crook of your neck, pressing soft, breathy kisses on your collarbone. you both huffed, giggling with what little breath you had left after the intense high.

[skzpixie]

Can we have clingy sleepy in pain chaotic Pixie on her period and the members caring for their baby member, pleeeease?

Oh. My. God. YES.

Its short, but its sweet. This is predebut, but i hope you like it <3 I love the prompt

Word count: 636

Warnings: Menstruation... obviously. Mentions of episodes (doesnt say specifically but it alludes to depression). She gets called 'bun' twice. Cancer being used once. Also, unedited

The first thing the members noticed in the day was them getting to work before their female member. This rarely happens – but it’s fine, she must’ve slept in. She had been overworking herself for the evaluation, after all. She wanted to make sure she would debut this time, as this was her last effort before she quit the idol scene all together.

The second thing they noticed was when she came in. She was late by three hours. She seemed… off.

“Hey, Kai…?” Chan said hesitantly, raising an eyebrow. “You good?”

“I’m fine.” Kai snapped back, pulling up her hair into a ponytail, despite the obvious pain. She was wearing a black top and white sweatpants. She rarely wore white pants, called it a waste of time.

“O…kay?” Chan backed away from her hesitantly.

The rest of the day was long. Their Hellevator choreography was pissing a lot of people off, and even after several hours of training, Chan called it a day. Kai seemed to book it out after, not spending time with the members afterwards, like how she normally would. That rang alarm bells in their head, and they planned on talking to her the next day.

However, the next day she didn’t show up. That was unlike her, as it was also the day of evaluation. They kept calling her, but no luck. They eventually got it to be rescheduled for a few days from then, and once the evaluator left, they made a beeline for the female dorms.

They made it to her dorm and started knocking furiously. After a few seconds, one of Kai’s roommates opened the door, eyes wide. “Why are you guys-“

“Where’s Kai?” Felix cut her off. The boys were in a full blown panic, thinking she was having one of her episodes. Her roommate, Seung-hee, sighed and opened the door and pointed to the Kai-shaped lump on her bed.

The boys filed in and crowded around her bed. There was muffled groaning coming from the blankets. They looked towards Sung-hee, with wide, puppy-dog eyes. “What’s wrong with her?” Minho asked.

“Is she dying?!?!” Felix asked, which sent Han into a spiral.

“Oh my god, is it cancer?!?” Han added.

“She’s on her period.” Seung-hee blanched.

That made the boys pause. Before a look of realization overtook their faces.

The blankets shifted, and then moved as Kai sat up, looking deathly. “Why’re you guys here?” She mumbled.

“We were worried about you, bun.” Minho said, eyebrows creasing in worry for her sickly appearance.

Kai sniffed, tears welling up in her eyes. “You were worried??” She looked up at them with her big, boba eyes.

Their hearts melted. “Of course, bun.” Felix said, sitting on the bed beside her, pulling her into his arms.

“Okay. Today is a Kai Day. We will bring you back to our dorm, make a little floor nest with how many snacks and heating pads you want.” Changbin stated, scooping her up in his arms – blankets and all. Kai giggled, clinging onto Changbin as he carried her with ease. The boys followed, bring whatever blanket, heating pad, menstrual product, and snack they could find.

Hours later, they were all watching a comfort movie. They all bundled around Kai, keeping her covered, watching The Notebook, and cuddling. Kai was in and out of consciousness due to her pain medication she took. “You guys are so sweet.” She mumbled, cuddling into Seungmin’s side.

Hyunjin smiled softly, brushing hair out of her face. “You’re our baby, you make us want to be sweet to you.”

Kai smiled softly. “I just… wish we can debut together… all nine of us….” She whispered, before falling asleep.

And her wish came true – the nine of them debuted, so they can stay together until the end of time.

[angelicsoka]

RESCUE KODIAK ( yellowjackets )

SUMMARY it had been months since they had seen anyone from civilization, so when a group of researchers and their guide stumble upon the camp of the missing soccer team, the yellowjackets can't help but have mixed reactions. especially when it comes to the oddly attractive guide.

PAIRINGS kodiak x yellowjackets!fem!reader, platonic!yj characters x fem reader

WORD COUNT 3.4k (i got a little carried away)

WARNINGS AGE GAP!! the reader is 19! SMUT!! slight lottie slander (sorry pookie ily), shauna slander (I'm not that sorry lol). fighting and talk of blood and violence. slight season three spoilers. some characters may come off as a little ooc. not proofread. no uses of “y/n”. lowercase intended.

AUTHOR'S NOTE i've lowk been in love with joel mchale for like 3 years now but him as kodiak sealed that love... also thank you all for 500 followers!! i apologize for not being active :((

“fuck! lottie, what did you do?” it had all happened so fast. one second, you were all sitting around the fire when three people appeared at the edge of camp and the next second, lottie was standing over the body of one of the two men after putting an axe into the back of his head.

“they don’t belong. it doesnt want them here.” you looked on in shock. it was your chance to finally go home and lottie killed one of them. the woman looked at the dead man, moving to him before the remaining man grabbed her arm, “run!” they took off, the rest of the yellowjackets wasting no time to pursue them. the man turned around, firing a bolt from a crossbow at melissa, striking her in the shoulder.

“holy fuck!” it was like an instinct for the others to chase the two outsiders. you stood there frozen with shock, unable to process what had just happened. shauna shouted something to mari and gen, probably telling them to help melissa. with wide eyes, you watched as lottie sat beside the dead man, rubbing his blood onto her face. you finally broke from your trance by shauna as she bumped into you as she went to join the chase. you moved to help mari and gen with melissa, feeling empty and numb, unsure of what was to come.

it was early in the morning when the woman was brought back to camp. she fascinated the group, all who were curious about the world outside of the wilderness. you on the other hand stayed away, not wanting to get your hopes up, not after what lottie did. instead, you chose to hide in your hut, away from the others. you were exhausted to say the least, which allowed sleep to come to you easily. 

you weren't sure how long you had slept but by the time nat had woken you up, travis and akilah were back with the male guide. “wake up, we’re going home!” any sleep that remained was gone at natalie’s words. 

“no shit?” you asked with bugged eyes. “no shit.” natalie confirmed with a grin, offering her hand to you. natalie led you out of your hut, walking you past the two outsiders and toward the crash site. you slowed as you passed the two, your eyes locked with the man as he held an almost shit eating grin. your eyes left his, reading the name on his camouflage shirt: kodiak. you filtered your eyes back toward natalie, ignoring the feeling of his gaze on your back. 

it didn't take long to pack, not with what little stuff they had and how happy they were to finally be able to go home. travis stood with kodiak and the woman, hannah, pointing the crossbow they had confinstated from kodiak. “alright, everybody, listen up!” natalie turned toward the two, aiming the rifle at them, “we are testing you to get us there safely. and i think you know that we will kill you if you try any stupid shit.” she pointed the gun from kodiak to hannah before ultimately landing back on kodiak. 

“yeah, very clear.” kodiak’s voice came out roughly, clearly unhappy with the predicament he was in. natalie turned the gun to hannah, “yeah, we won't try anything.” she said in agreement. “we wanna go home too.” you watched from your spot beside mari, quietly fighting the grin that was slowly working its way onto your face.

“we’re going home, mar.” you whispered to the girl, who looked at you with a soft smile. this whole time you had been fighting the hope of going home, thinking that it would never happen, but now it was. 

“good, let’s fucking do this!” you cheered alongside some of the other girls, finally accepting the fact that you were really going home. that moment, however, was quickly ended by lottie.

“i’m staying.” you looked back, confusion on your face, much like the others.

“yeah, cute joke, lot.” lottie set her bag down. “i’m not joking.”

“lottie, what the fuck?” you spoke, heads turning your way. you hadn’t been the most outspoken person, but you were so ready to go home and nothing was going to stop that; especially not lottie matthews. “don’t fucking ruin this. we finally have our chance to go home!” you stepped toward her, anger in your eyes. 

“why?” misty asked, bewilderment on her face. natalie walked past you, talking quietly to lottie, giving her words of encouragement. “i can’t go back. if i go back, nothing will be…well. i won’t… i won’t be well. i won't be me! the me that was made out here.” you sighed softly. you understood that lottie had never felt more like herself than when she was out in the wilderness but that didn’t mean the same applied to the rest of the group. “and that unwellness that i feel, i feel it so deeply in my bones. we’re safer here.”

“fine, you know what, you stay then. everyone else, let's go.” you started to walk, joining travis with the prisoners. you heard the sound of a bag dropping to the ground, letting out a small groan at the sound of shauna speaking, “i’m staying too.”

“fucking christ!” you turned, unaware of kodiak’s eyes trained on you. natalie stormed back to shauna, clearly pissed off. “why would you want to stay, shauna?” 

“i don’t know.” you rolled your eyes, tired of all the bullshit. taissa set her bag down, joining the other two. van began to protest, dropping her bag as she told taissa to pick up her’s.

“whatever shauna and lottie have been feeling, i’ve been feeling too since those two arrived.” the hope that you once held slowly began to diminish as the exchange went on. 

“who cares! god, since when has that ever mattered to you? please, please, tai, look at me! you are not staying here!” van cried out, pleading with her girlfriend.

“i have to-”

“why?” you felt your heart sink with every word exchanged. “it’s what shauna said, something doesn’t feel right!”

“nothing about this is right! our fucking plane crashed, we’ve been stuck out here a whole winter! we can’t do that again!” you shouted from your spot, your frustration clear. “it would be wrong to ignore our rescue!” the three girls shook their heads in disagreement. “fucking hell! you know what, fine! fucking stay then, you’ve gone fucking insane.”

“the rest of us are going.” travis lifted the crossbow as you and the group began to walk toward the edge of camp. 

“no.” you turned on your heel at the sound of shauna, swiftly walking up to her. once you were close enough you swung at her, effectively knocking her on her ass. you weren’t quite sure what took over you, but you kept going as you bloodied her face with your fist. you didn’t hear the screaming and pleas for you to stop, too busy taking out your anger and hatred for shauna on her face. finally you were pulled back by travis, who held you to his chest as you thrashed about. “enough, enough.” he gritted into your ear, dragging you from shauna who sat there, bloodied and shocked. she would survive her injuries, you hadn’t beaten her nearly as bad as she had to lottie.

“you don’t get to tell us what to do, shauna. we’re fucking leaving.” you pushed travis off of you, picking up the crossbow he’d sat down when he went to pull you from shauna. “and if you try to stop us, i will not fucking hesitate to kill you. are we fucking clear?” shauna nodded as everyone watched on in shock. you were never a violent person so seeing you beat the shit out of shauna put a sort of fear in them. you walked toward kodiak and hannah, crossbow raised, “walk.” 

it was practically silent as the group followed kodiak through the wilderness. you weren’t sure how long you had been walking but it was nearly dark out and the rest of the group was beginning to lag behind. you, travis, and natalie had been the ones that kept up the best with hannah and kodiak, barely missing a beat. it was when mari stumbled and nearly fell with a cry that kodiak agreed to stop and rest for the night. 

“we will need someone to stand watch, especially with the outsiders.” you were helping natalie set up a small camp.

“we should do it in two shifts, that way we don’t tire out the whole group before we even leave tomorrow.” natalie nodded in agreement, pulling out a few tattered blankets from a bag.

“why don’t i take hannah and we will take the second shift. do you want me to see if travis will take kodiak for the first shift?” natalie asked, looking over to where travis stood guard by hannah and kodiak.

“no, we may need him to hunt, it's probably best if i take the first shift with him.” natalie looked at you with skepticism, “i can handle myself, nat. plus, i’ll have the gun in case he tries anything stupid.” although she still seemed unsure, natalie nodded in agreement before going back to finishing the camp set up.

it was nearly pitch black out, the only light coming from the moon. you sat against a tree, rifle in hand as you looked out at a clearing in the wilderness. opposite of you was kodiak who hadn’t spoken since you had brought him over to the trees, instead only watching you with a keen eye. “y’know, it's rude to stare.” you muttered, only now looking over to him. kodiak interested you, he looked like he fit in more with your group than hannah did, fitted with a camouflage shirt, scars littered across his body. you weren’t sure if you found him attractive because he was the first man you had seen in months, who wasn’t coach ben or travis of course, or if it was the mystery that surrounded him. maybe, it was a little bit of both. 

“it's also rude to tie the hands of the man that’s going to get you home.” kodiak bit back quickly which earned him a smirk from you.

“fair enough,” kodiak smirked, intrigue in his eyes. “i’ll untie you, but if you try any stupid shit i will shoot you.” you moved the gun so it rested against your back, using a pocket knife you had found while packing to cut his ties. you went back to your spot against the tree as kodiak stretched out. silence blanketed you two for some time.

“so, kodiak,” you drew his name out, “tell me about yourself.” he looked at you with an unamused look on his face. “what? it’ll be a while before nat gets up for the second shift, so i figured we should make the time pass a little faster by getting to know each other.” you shrugged as his face stayed the same, sighing at his uncooperativeness. “fine, i’ll go first. i’m nineteen, i used to be the yearbook committee leader. that's why i was on the stupid flight, so i could document the yellowjackets’ trip to nationals. now, it's your turn.” you nodded for him to continue but he remained silent, an unreadable look on his face. “man, come on! you gotta give me something here!” 

“not much to say,” kodiak said gruffly after a moment of silence. “followed a buck into the woods and never came out.” you didn't say anything as you began to fight the sleep that was trying to take over. after a moment of silence, kodiak spoke again, “you can sleep. i’ll watch the camp. we’ve got a long day ahead of us.” you gave him an unimpressed look, there was no way you were going to fall for that, no matter how kind he appeared in that moment.

“yeah, no. not happening. you’ll probably run off with the gun, or kill us.” you yawned the last part, rubbing at your eyes.

“fine then, but i won’t hesitate to leave you behind if you can’t keep up.” you let out a sarcastic laugh. “and i won't hesitate to shoot you if you try to leave me behind. somewhere nonlethal of course.” you bit back. kodiak didn’t reply, instead you both let the silence blanket you once more. you spent the rest of the time fighting sleep until natalie came toward you, hannah in tow.

“go get some sleep, we’ll stand guard.” she stopped when she saw kodiak’s unbound hands. she sent you a questioning look but said nothing. you got up, kodiak slowly standing up as you walked to natalie.

“he didn’t try anything so i doubt she will either.” you nodded to hannah. “it might be better if we leave them untied, y’know, to gain their trust.” natalie didn’t say anything as you led kodiak to one tent that they had managed to snag from the researchers’ camp. it had been agreed that you and natalie would share the tent with the prisoners, that way it wouldn’t be easy to sneak out.

you made kodiak crawl in first before joining him. the space was kind of tight and there was only one sleeping bag and a couple of tattered blankets. you shivered, taking a seat as you pulled your knees to your chest. “here.” kodiak tossed a blanket to you. “take the sleeping bag. it’s too small for me anyway.” you didn’t argue as you crawled into the sleeping bag, pulling the blanket around your shoulders before using the excess to make a makeshift pillow. you turned over, back to kodiak, as you prepared for sleep to take over. until it didn’t. 

you had spent so long trying to stay awake, you were no longer tired. at least, not to the point where you could fall asleep easily. you turned over to your other side, eyes still closed as you wished for sleep to come to you. when that didn’t work, you turned onto your stomach. and then onto your back. and then back to your side again. kodiak let out a frustrated sigh, “some of us are trying to sleep you know?” he grumbled, turning to face you as you finally opened your eyes. the distance between you didn’t seem nearly as far as when your eyes were closed.

“can’t help it. can’t sleep.” you muttered, suddenly aware of how close the two of you were. you shivered again, pulling the blanket tighter in hopes of creating more warmth, kodiak let out another sigh as you turned over yet again. you felt kodiak shift, his body brushing your’s ever so slightly as he settled down. you laid there, still and quiet, until eventually you fell asleep.  

when you woke, an arm had been tossed over your body and your back was against something solid. you looked over your shoulder, admiring kodiak’s peaceful look as he slept. it was weird seeing him so at ease, like he hadn’t threatened to leave you behind just hours before. 

“it's rude to stare, y’know.” kodiak’s eyes remained closed, his voice barely above a whisper. you tried to move away from him but his grip only tightened. “you wouldn’t stop shivering, was gettin’ on my nerves.” you weren’t sure what to do in that moment, any sleep that remained quickly disappeared, leaving you wide awake and incredibly anxious. you began to try to get more comfortable, unaware of exactly how much you were moving up against kodiak as you did so. “would you stop moving? go back to sleep.”

“can’t.” you laid on your back, eyes staring at the shadows that danced around the top of the tent. you felt kodiak shift slightly, his arm leaving your waist as something hard brushing past your thigh. your breath hitched as you realized what it was and you prayed he didn’t hear you.

“you’re not exactly subtle, you know that?” he muttered, looking over to you as you kept your eyes trained on the shadows. “shouldn’t have been movin’ around like that.” you felt your cheeks heat up, unsure of how to respond.

“sorry.” you apologized as kodiak muttered something you couldn’t quite pick up. you didn’t ask him to repeat himself, too busy wishing the sinful thoughts away. you shouldn't feel this way, not for someone as dangerous and unpredictable as kodiak, but god was he tempting. “fuck it.” you muttered, kodiak looking over at you with an unreadable look as you sat up. kodiak sat up on his elbows as you lunged forward, kissing him with fever. kodiak tensed for a moment before he leaned into the kiss. he pulled you to his chest as you climbed into his lap, fingers tangled in his hair as his hands found your hips. you ground down on his hard-on, chasing friction as kodiak groaned into your mouth. kodiak pulled back from you, enticing a whine from you. he moved his hands from your hips, clamping a hand over your mouth, his other hand placed on the back of your neck as he leaned close, whispering into your ear.

“quiet or the others will hear us, and you wouldn't want them to catch us.” you bucked your hips at his words, oddly turned on by the idea of being caught. “naughty girl, you like the idea of being caught don’t you?” you whimpered into his hand pathetically, bucking your hips in hopes of finding any kind of friction. “will you be quiet?” you nodded, looking at him with blown pupils. kodiak removed his hand from your mouth, helping pull your shirt over your head. you ignored any feeling of self consciousness as kodiak placed open mouth kisses along your neck and down your chest. “fuck, look at you.” your cheeks heated up once more, “all for me.”

“fuck, kodi, please. i need you.” kodiak looked at you with lust in his eyes before hooking an arm under one of your legs, moving you onto your back. you fumbled with the button on his pants, desperate to get him out of them. “please.” you sounded so pathetic which seemed to only turn kodiak on even more. you finally got the button undone as he helped you shimmy out of the tattered sweats you wore, kodiak pulling you into another kiss as he pushed your underwear to the side before inserting a finger. kodiak captured your moan in the kiss, his pace slow and deliberate before beginning to speed up.

“keep making those pretty sounds,” you moaned quietly, kodiak’s lips curling into a smirk, “good girl.” you whined, looking at kodiak with pleading eyes. “use your words.”

“please, i need you.” he gave you a pointed look, his fingers coming to an abrupt stop. you were so close and he was fucking teasing you. “i need your cock, kodi. please!” he looked down on you, clearly pleased by the position he had you in, needy and pathetic. kodiak lined his cock up against your entrance, giving you a moment to adjust to his size, waiting for your approval before moving. “i can’t wait to ruin you,” he sucked on the sweet spot on your neck, “you’re mine. say it.”

“all yours, kodi. all yours.” kodiak’s pace went from almost delicate to rough at your words. you kissed along kodiak’s neck, moaning and whining as he hit your sweet spot over and over again. 

“so fucking tight.” he nipped at your neck, marking it up. you were too busy trying to reach your own climax to worry about the others seeing them later on.

“fuck, i’m close.” you whispered, gasping as he wrapped a hand around your throat. he didn't squeeze tightly, simply applying a small amount of pressure which was enough to make you see stars as you came. you bite down on your lip tightly, drawing blood in an attempt to stay quiet as kodiak kept going, his pace relentless. he buried his head into your neck as he came, biting on your neck slightly before pulling you into a hungry kiss. “good girl.” he whispered against your ear, moving to lay beside you with a strong arm over your waist. 

you both laid there, catching your breaths as you listened to the sound of the wilderness outside your tent. you felt your eyelids begin to droop, heavy with sleep. you felt kodiak’s breath on your neck, slowly evening out. for the first time in months you fell into a comfortable sleep, comforted by the fact that you were finally going home.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Egg Radar (Bonus ending 1) (Eggson x Reader)

something something "say hell yeah and ill write an ending for eggson" and then i got like two hell yeahs instantly quick heads up im writing this at 3am, havent slept yet and im currently unable to- body just refuses ough, also im aching so... hmm... also generally itching to write! so if this is more janky than usual... i apologize! notes: gn toon reader, does not take place at the same time as the main 7mih line due to the whole "main one takes place during christmas + pre game so obviously other holiday toons arent around", eggson doesnt really get the game, no kissing but there is... something sweet even if not explicitly romantic, old man ooough i love old man, pre game, obviously stating that the reader is an adult (otherwise i wouldnt be writing this) BUT eggson is older than the reader word count: 2.1k cws: none

You push your hand in deeper… and all eyes are on you…

Your fingers wrap around something, and you pull out…

Something smooth and round. It almost felt like plastic in your hands- and your fingers caught on something sticking out of the top of the thing. One side was curved, and the other flat. A second later you pulled the thing out into the air and… you still had no idea what it was. It looked like one of those cooking timers, but… not quite. Kitchen timers didn’t have an antenna.. At least the ones you’ve seen Sprout and Cosmo use didn’t have any. The entire thing was curved, too, setting it down and keeping it from toppling over would be a nightmare in the kitchen. 

You had… absolutely no idea what it was meant to be. 

“Uhm-” You hold the item higher into the air to show it off to the toons around you. Even Dandy looked like he was having a hard time trying to figure out who it belonged to… before the owner stepped up- Eggson… probably the last person you would expect to play this game… but to be fair Dandy had only just revealed why he was collecting items.

A part of you wondered if the older toon even knew what the game tended to entail… your jaw remained clamped shut, Dandy’s seemed to do the same as Eggson pushed his glasses up.

“Why… I think that’s mine,” The egg toon’s hand fell from his glasses, the other gripping the top of his cane firmly to keep him steady. Awkwardly you pushed the… whatever device it was… to his now opened hand.

The thought to ask what it was didn’t cross your mind as Dandy straightened his stance. “Well! I suppose that settles who our first two players are!” 

A tenseness laid in his words, but overall he almost sounded… relieved. Like he was glad you hadn’t drawn someone else… even if there was still a pang of disappointment laced in the gaps of his words. 

Eggson muttered something asking for a reward. He… really did not seem to know what the game was meant to be. 

“You’ve both got seven minutes,” Dandy clasped his hands together, before turning his attention to Vee- to act as his timer you had to guess. 

Cocoa’s hand finally fell from your shoulder. Even she looked relieved- knowing Eggson nothing was going to happen aside from having your head talked off with his stories. Not that that was too terribly bad. Your hand found itself to Eggson’s slightly curved back… the fabric of his vest was… soft… almost silky under your fingers. 

“Come on, game’s starting,” You leaned down slightly to where his ear would’ve been if he had any. 

“What’s the game?” He asked, slightly irked that no one was answering his questions as you walked him down the hall to the gift shop. The door to the storage room was already hanging open… and as you stepped in you grabbed one of the plastic chairs left behind in the shop to bring inside for Eggson. 

“Here,” You set it to the side and guided him towards it. You set yourself against the wall to his right- the door shut and doused you both in darkness. 

Eggson wasn’t as frail as he looked, but the sheer amount of dust in the air did force some worry to coil around your throat as the particles lazily floated through the air. 

It didn’t even occur to you that you hadn’t answered his question until he repeated it- understandably a little more forceful and confused. 

“There isn’t much to it, really, it’s, uuh…” You pat your palms against the wall behind you. How could you word it without sounding weird. Or without making it even more awkward? “You kind of just spend some time alone with someone? I mean there isn’t really… a set goal in mind, its ultimately up to the players-”

You weren’t technically lying. 

Eggson let out an unamused huff. 

“You kids these days really have a weird way of having fun. Back in my day, we played games like tags and chase and-”

You allowed him to go on and on… you couldn’t find it in yourself to remind him that he was designed to be older. Just as all the other toons were designed to be fully matured by the time they were put out into Gardenview… with a few exceptions, of course. 

“I suppose red rover would be more fun than standing around in a closet in the dark,” You add in as his grumbling lulled slightly. “..though… I wouldn’t want you to get hurt,” 

Eggson readjusted himself against his cane- still held in his hands as he leaned forward slightly on the chair you had given him. He waved you off. 

“I’m not some tired old bitty who needs to be fretted over- I wouldn’t have become the egg hunting champion if I didn’t take a few risks,” his smile stretched across his face. “I’ve fallen out of my fair share of trees to secure my victories, you know,” 

You force a smile across your face but the idea nearly mortified you. 

“Well… if not for you- we still have some more… fragile toons… Scraps is… papery… and Finn’s made of glass- literally… I’m sure there’s a few more,” You shrugged.

Vee, too, maybe even Brightney… Rodger and Glisten’s glass faces crossed your mind for a moment. “Not worth the risk, you know?”

Eggson hummed softly in response. “You’re a kind toon, taking everyone else into consideration like that,” his hands curled and flexed around the curve of his cane. The elder toon tilted his face to get a better look at you- at least as best as he could in the dark. 

“Say… why did you enter this…” his smile faltered slightly, as if the current round was painful to call a game, “...activity…” 

His face untensed. 

The corner of your mouth curled downwards in a faint grimace to match his own temporary one. 

You knew why he entered- he was roped into it by Dandy by adding his item into the basket. Though… he could have backed out of the game- even if he didn’t fully understand it. 

You, on the other hand…

The shrug of your shoulders did nothing to satisfy Eggson’s curiosity.

“I guess I didn’t really think much of it? I mean-” You cut yourself off and regather yourself. 

But… perhaps it was his kindness… your clear discomfort was picked up by Eggson.

“Oh… you don’t need to feel pushed into giving an answer if you don’t have one,” his smile was earnest as his hand pulled itself towards you and lightly rested itself on your upper arm. The gesture was small, but it did wonders in soothing your current state. 

“It’s not like I was really looking for someone specifically to pull- not that I’m not happy to have you with me, of course,” You continue on. A glance is stolen from the corner of your eye, resting on his gentle features. A small part of you wondered if he would have been given the same grace and openness if he were drawn by someone else. The implications of the game tended to lead to similar outcomes- regardless of how far they went. Would someone have been a little less patient or understanding if they had pulled someone who clearly didn’t know what was going on? 

His fingers trail a faint circle against your skin and you're brought back to the storage room. The dust stings your eyes, and the air felt nearly suffocating- your throat itched. Bad. 

“This game isn’t just about sitting around doing nothing, is it?” 

Eggson’s hand pulled itself away from you and settles with the other. A soft but faint groan rolls in your throat and your teeth clicked. 

It didn’t how much you tried to dance around the topic, your words had betrayed you and gave the egg a little more context than you were intending. 

As hyper focused as he was on “the old times” and the (egg) hunt, he was far more observant and in the moment than one might think. 

Your feet suddenly looked really interesting, the way it pushed the dust and left streaks in it more captivating than the faint glint from his glasses- just barely catching the sliver of light creeping in through the bottom of the door. 

“It… can be, but not always,” You drag the toe of your foot to draw a line in the dust. “Though… at least from what I’ve heard- I’ve… actually never been drawn before, if I’m being honest- the only reason I’m in here I guess is because Dandy made me draw-” 

Your words die, and you take a moment to recollect yourself. It shouldn’t be this awkward to explain this. Sure, Eggson wasn’t cruel but he did have a tendency to judge things he didn’t fully understand- and you had a feeling he wouldn’t fully get this. 

“A lot of people actually use this as a means to get closer-”

Again, not an entire lie. Wrapped in innocence, and it could be taken in any way. 

“Ah, like lovebirds,”

And he saw right through it. 

Your teeth clench against one another… you hadn’t meant to hesitate but it was enough confirmation for him. Both of your eyes fixed themselves intensely to your feet. 

A few seconds passed, and just as you were expecting Eggson to go into one of his rambles about not understanding the younger generation… he… laughed.

Not at you- he covered it under his breath.

“I suppose you younger toons aren’t much different than us older folk,” Eggson readjusted his glasses. “Well…” he shifted around in the plastic chair- and fully turned his head to look at your wilted and mortified form. 

“...even if I am not who you’d choose, I think you’re lovely,” 

Your hands shift awkwardly against the wall behind you once more. 

“Even more- you’re thoughtful, and kind. I may not fully understand this game… and truth be told I don’t think it’s my cup of tea, but as long as you have fun with it… who am I to judge?”

Another shift and he turned himself to fully face you from his chair- back no longer supported. His cane clacked gently against the wooden floor. “And I’m glad I have such a dear as my first,” 

Another hum pulled from your chest. 

“And I mean that,” 

The tips of your feet press against one another. “I know you do- you don’t usually just say things to say them,” 

Eggson chuckled again softly… and as he calmed, someone knocked on the other side of the door. 

“Time’s up you two, time to come on out!” 

It was Dandy… at least he gave you both the grace to open the door yourselves. 

“Time really flew by, huh?” Eggson readjusted his glasses and a second later rose to his feet. He mutters a soft thanks as you help him rise- and… he offers you his free hand. 

…and you take it without giving it much of a second thought.

“I’d offer you my entire arm, but… oh, I’m afraid it’s a little difficult to walk like that with my cane,” He apologized.

“No, no this is just fine,” Your hold squeezed around his hand before relaxing… you’re the one to open the door to greet Dandy on the other side- who’s eyes instantly fly down to the shared hold between you and the older toon. 

“Ah,” 

That was all. Whatever tenseness in the single noise wasn’t questioned by you- but it did earn a raised brow from Eggson. 

“Come on, I’m sure you want to go back to… what were you looking for earlier, exactly…? I saw you wandering around the lobby earlier…” You ask under your breath as the two of you walk together down the hall.

“Oh, I was trying to see if I could find any eggs early- you know, they’re hosting the egg hunt tomorrow,” he grinned up at you. You purse your lips slightly. 

“I think they’re putting the eggs out tomorrow morning- right before opening-” 

“Well, it never hurts to scope out some hiding spots!” he snickered. “You should do the same, you might just be able to best me this time,” 

You only shake your head slightly, but you couldn’t fight the smile curling at the edges of your mouth…

…and the sight seemed to satisfy him. He brightened just a little more- a new found pep in his step as he began to rattle on about some of his egg finding strategies. 

….You… had a feeling he almost let slip what his item was before quickly redirecting.

[stevie-petey]

hiiiiiiiii honey <3 could we get a blurb about bug telling steve about jonathan’s outburst towards her after he took the pictures of nancy and steve’s reaction to learning about it???? it would be so so appreciated by me <3 you’re the best ever <3 MWAH

(i am being held against my will to write this jonathan sweetie im so sorry) (i love u val) (u are evil)

i know this isnt necessarily what u MEANT but ,,, ive been dying to expand upon bugs kindness and how it may seem annoying and pathetic, but its hers ! its her kindness !!!

enjoy <3

"no way you guys havent wanted to strangle each other at least once." steve remarks one day as he watches you and jonathan work side by side at the cash register.

jonathan had been bored today and decided to join you and steve at work, something that you're very happy about, honestly.

"oh, ive definitely wanted to strangle jonathan," you say, writing down a new shipment receipt while the boy next to you doodles.

steve rolls his eyes. "old married couple squabbling doesnt count. im talking, like, full on betrayal and hurt here. you guys are always so... you, and it has to be an act."

jonathan snorts. "shouldve seen the fights we had last year. surprised y/n didnt kill me with her bare hands."

"i dont believe you."

"no, hes right." you look up at steve. "he threw a jacket at my face last year and then told me we werent family the night he took those pictures of nancy. then cried in my arms like a day later."

steve stares at you, shocked.

"i also then slept in nancys bed and lied about it. and tried leaving you behind a few times."

"that you did," you flick jonathans ear, causing him to wince in pain. "you deserved that."

"i did."

during this entire exchange, steve hasnt said a single word. hes still stunned, baffled by the fact that jonathan could be so cruel to someone so wonderful.

"wait a second," he looks between you and jonathan. "and youre still friends?"

"yeah." you both say at the same time.

steve cant fucking believe it. you do anything and everything for jonathan, that much is obvious, and sure. steve has seen jonathan do small acts of kindness towards you, devote the same back, but to throw a jacket at you and belittle you? and now here he is, joking about it alongside you. as if it was all okay in the end.

"youre too nice sometimes, y/n." the words leave steves lips before he can stop them. once he realizes what hes said, he looks up at jonathan and panics. "sorry, man. im sure you guys talked it out and... yeah."

jonathan shrugs. "no, youre right. she is and i was dick."

"im right here, you know."

steve winces. "sorry."

"its fine, honestly." you go back to scribbling shipment orders. "i am indeed too nice, but i dont ever really see the point in holding a grudge? i mean, jonathan apologized and i understood the stress he was under. sure, it didnt erase all the hurt he caused, but after almost dying immediately after being mad at him for not including me in something... i dont know. it felt silly to hold onto that anger after. childish, even."

jonathan and steve share a look, for once both seeming to think the same thing.

shes too good.

you hate that they do this. you hate that people view your kindness as a weakness. after the hell youve been through, long before monsters even came to hawkins, youve learned the hard way just how rare kindness is.

now you try to be kind to everything and everyone, no matter what it may cost you.

the kindness is yours, no one elses.

and if that makes you weak, then at least it made you better.

you tear two pieces paper from your notebook, scrunch them up into balls, and then throw them at steve and jonathan. "stop pitying me. im kind and i love that aspect of myself. i dont care if it makes me vulnerable or pathetic. its a piece of me, and i wouldnt change it. if you dont like it, then that belittles me even more than emotional outbursts ever could."

jonathan sighs. "youre right, bug. youre a very kind and lovely person and its what makes you a joy to be around, paper balls and all."

steve plays along. "definitely a better super power than spider-man, dare i say."

"okay, lets not get ahead of ourselves now," you giggle, appreciative of both the boys. they may not understand or like the way you view the world, but theyre at least trying.

its all you could ask for.

even if steve later on that day pulls you aside to whisper, "i think i can kick jonathans ass this time, if you ever need it."

and its enough.

“COME HOME” BLURB MASTERLIST

if you’d like to buy me a coffee ☕︎

[americanwh0resstuff]

-Relax, Princess-

Blaine DeBeers

Blaine DeBeers x reader oneshot

BOYFRIEND BLAINE WHO ISNT UR BOYFRIEND BUT ACTS LIKE IT CUZ HE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO LET HIS GUARD DOWN‼️‼️‼️

Best playlist:

Word count: 1,616

Fluff ☁️ and smut ❤️‍🔥

Not connected to my other oneshots, this takes place when Blaine is human, reader is also human and doesn’t know what Blaine gets up to.

-Relax, Princess-

Today was rough, as much as I enjoy my job, sometimes it can be genuinely draining, 9-5 may be the standard, but I felt half asleep most of the day. Between demanding customers and the endless cleaning, I was exhausted.

I kept my eyes on the clock, counting down the seconds till I could clock out, the minute it turned to five o clock I was in the staff room, changing out of my uniform and packing up, I was done for the day.

I rang Blaine while walking to my car, secretly glad it went straight to voicemail, I didn’t have the energy.

I told him about my busy day and mentioned that I was just gonna crawl into bed as soon as I got home, I was shattered and I didn’t even want to eat.

I drove home with the radio turned down, music barely audible, hands glued to the wheel and my back hunched over, forcing myself to keep my eyes open. Luckily the ride home was quiet, not much traffic on the icy roads.

As soon as I got to my apartment building I darted for the lift, leaning up against the cool metal as it made its way to the fourth floor. My feet were dragging against the carpet and I could barely get my key in the door, when I finally got the damn thing open, with a slight kick to the bottom of the wood (stupid old apartment, nothing works smoothly), I immediately kicked my shoes off, dropped my back, and already started unbuttoning my jeans.

The second I saw my bed I sighed in relief, collapsing on it and wiggle it out of my clothes, climbing under the covers in just a T-shirt and panties.

I’m pretty sure I fell asleep straight away, not even bothering to take my makeup off or shower off the grime of scrubbing counters all day.

I slept peacefully until I woke up hearing my door crack open, still too sleepy to open my eyes I convinced myself it was just my imagination, a dream blending into reality in my dazed state, until I felt the bed dip at my feet. I looked up to see Blaine, well just his back, his black suit jacket clinging to his shoulder muscles as he bent over to untie his shoes, cursing softly as he dropped it to the floor, making a loud noise.

He looked behind him to see me sitting up slightly, smiling sleepily at him.

“Hey baby, go back to sleep, I’m sorry for waking you.” He shot me an apologetic look before turning back to his other shoe. Looking over at the alarm clock I realised it was 6:40, I must have slept for at-least an hour and a half already. I did what he said, too far gone to protest, and curling back into the warmth of my blanket, a harsh contrast to the cool winter air in the room.

His weight was lifted from the bed shortly as I heard his shrug off his jacket and remove his jeans, the familiar sound of his belt hitting the floor tipping me off to his plan. By the time he’d crawled in beside me I was ready to attach myself to him at the first chance, wrapping my arms around his chest and snuggling my face into the crook of his neck, he shuffled around, getting comfortable then wrapping his arms around me, giving me a reassuring squeeze and kissing my forehead.

I looked up at him.

“What are you doing here?”

He shushed me and stroked my hair.

“Get some sleep first, we’ll talk later.”

His fingers danced across my skin, tracing patterns on my arm. He held me so close, his body heat warming me up pleasantly in comparison to my futile attempts to wrap my thick duvet around me.

I fell back asleep within minutes, his presence immediately soothing me, softening my dreams for reoccurring nightmares to sweet memories of us together.

•••

I awoke less than an hour later, hunger building in my stomach, I pull away from Blaine tight embrace just enough to see his face, how his brows slightly furrowed every few seconds, and how he would almost open his mouth to speak before sighing and going back to being completely chilled out. He was obviously dreaming and I couldn’t help wonder what about, I smiled to myself and caressed his cheek, not wanting to wake him up suddenly, enjoying my view.

Eventually his eyes fluttered open, beautiful blue orbs clouded by sleep.

He grinned at the sight of me, leaning in to kiss me, it was soft and sweet, caring and gentle.

“You hungry?” I asked. “I was thinking of ordering in? I don’t wanna cook, dinner in bed?” He nodded and pulled me in tight to his chest, kissing my neck and jaw.

I giggled and pulled away, turning to my nightstand to grab my phone.

I laid on my back, Blaine’s head on my chest as I scrolled through the delivery options, we eventually agreed on Indian food and placed our orders, as soon as I put my phone down, Blaine leaned over me, kissing me once again.

“You had a rough day?”

I nodded and played with his hair.

“Yeah, it was just busy, I could barely keep my eyes open on my way home.” He frowned slightly, concerned.

“You gotta be careful baby, you could have called me and I would have picked you up.”

I smirked at him. “I did call you, you were busy!”

“Then call me again! I can’t leave my lady out in the cold!” We joked around, legs tangling between the sheets.

“I’m fine! And since when am I your lady?” He grinned and leaned down to whisper in my ear.

“So you don’t want to be mine?”

Giggles filled the room along with loving kisses and soft hand movements, which slowly became more and more heated.

“You know… we have 30 minute before the food arrives…” he looked at me seductively, hands trailing under my shirt, massaging circles into my hipbones.

“What do you suggest we do?” I asked, feigning obliviousness, teasing him, I know it drives him wild.

“Let me help you relax baby, you’ve had a hard day, I want to make you feel good…”

His hands made their way up to my chest, squeezing each inch of flesh softly, till they reached my breasts.

He smirked.

“No bra? Looks like you were expecting this.”

I rolled my eyes, the first this I do when I get in the door is rip my bra off, who sleeps in a bra?

“Don’t be so full of yourself!” I pinched his thigh playfully, gliding my hands over the backs of his legs.

He now had his entire body hovering over mine, one leg pressed between my thighs, so close yet so far from where I needed him.

I bucked my hips up as his right hand found my waist, signalling to him to speed things up.

“Needy are we?”

I moaned softly, his voice lowering made my stomach drop and the heat between my legs rise, I wanted him, no, needed him now, especially with the clock ticking on our food arriving.

“Please Blaine, don’t be a tease!”

I whined and leaned up to kiss him but he pulled away.

“But that’s what I do best…” He had a point, nothing drove me mad like his honey dripped voice in my ears, his soft hands caressing my legs, thighs and hips, the way his lips trace my jawline, nipping and biting right where I liked it.

“We haven’t got time!”

He took that as his que to dip his fingers under my lace panties, collecting the wetness that was now forming just from his words, he circled my clit, making me whimper and grip his arms strongly.

“Relax, Princess. I’ve got you…”

He stroked a finger through my folds, teasing my entrance slowly.

I watched in awe as he pushed up my t-shirt, trailing his tongue down my chest, over my navel and down to my hips, biting along my waistband. His fingers entered me with ease, slick from my own wetness, I moaned out his name, reaching for his hair.

He moved my underwear out of his way before attaching his lips to my clit, making me squirm and whimper, unbearable pleasure taking over my body, I could no longer feel the cold that danced across my skin, I couldn’t hear the cars driving past my window, honking their horns and slamming on breaks.

I didn’t care about anything around me, just how I feel right in this moment.

He moved his fingers at at a slow but hard pace, curling his fingers just right, hitting the spot that makes my back arch and legs tense up, I couldn’t hold back my moans, pulling his hair tightly while screaming his name.

“Oh Blaine, fuck, that feels so good!” He moaned at my words, sending vibrations through my core, I couldn’t hold back now.

“Fuck your gonna make m-“ I couldn’t even finish my sentence before coming around his fingers, I pulled him up to my face and kissed him hard, whispering “thank you”’s between each breath.

I sat upright, ready to please him in any way he wanted, he cut me off before I could even open my mouth.

“Go take shower baby, we can continue after dinner.” He winked at me and kissed my cheek, tapping my phone screen to see that our delivery was on its way.

I nodded and hugged him, holding him impossibly tight.

“You’re the best…”

[beetlebug-bii]

Hello! Can we get the next part in feral child MC please? It's very cute and now I'm excited it's okay if you can't I don't want to make you uncomfortable. I hope you have a wonderful day or night or whatever wherever you are! 😁

Feral Child Mc (unfortunately) Goes To School

A/N: of course! I hope you enjoy, I haven't slept in like two days and its two in the morning so xdtfyg I hope you enjoy starling! also I love your username so much hehehe

Content Warnings: Swearing, mentions of weed, biting, feral behavior written by a dumbass, silly goofy eepy times

REQUESTS ARE OPEN, FEEL FREE TO ASK TO YOUR HEARTS CONTENT -- p.s. previous Feral MC story at the end!

Do not ask me

How

You managed

In one week, one measly week

How the FUCK YOU MANAGED TO SET THE HOUSE ON FIRE SIX TIMES

FLOOD IT THRICE

AND SOMEHOW HOT BOX LUCIFER'S ROOM

no okay I know how that last one happened and it was Lucifers breaking point

Let's just say

You and Satan have a very...

Let's say complex relationship

Some days you're so ready to beat the shit out of one another it's a shocker that nobody has died yet

Other days the brothers live in fear

They can hear the two of you scrumbling in the walls desperately, gnawing at the wooden beams and gnashing your teeth at the thought of causing the entire building to crumble, leaving the two of you to sit upon your throne of rubble and bone...

Yeah the brothers DO N O T

Appreciate Big Brother Satan bonding time

Now you would never have thought to hotbox Lucifers room on your own, honestly Satan was pretty surprised you came to him with the idea and even knew what it was and like yeah he was absolutely gonna help you with that shit because it's so fucking funny but still-

Jokes on him

You didnt come up with it

No in fact it was the man in the walls

Which you have explained to the brothers and now all of them live in fear of some fucking guy just living in their walls

Well all except Lucifer for some reason but I digress

One night whilst scrumbling you came across the attic and low and behold there was just some fucking guy in there

And at first you were like

Hello? Whys there a twink in the attic?

Anyways he didnt take too kindly to you saying that bullshit outloud and the two of you argued over whether or not he was a twink for a solid two hours before he just kind of went

Damn are you fucking high on someth-

Wait a minute

Yo kid I just had the best idea

Anyways you didnt quite get it but you were guaranteed that it would be hilarious

And it was

For all of two hours

And then it wasnt

Because Lucifer came down from his high

And got filled with stress again

Like honestly the man probably needs it you did him a favor /j

Anyways

Then you were no longer allowed "free roam without a babysitter"

"No mammon doesnt count"

"No satan doesnt count either"

"You know what, none of you count"

And then you were put on A BABY LEASH

YEAH THATS RIGHT

HARNESS AND ALL

BABY LEASHED RIGHT ALONGSIDE CERBUS AND HIS NORMAL DOG LEASH

AND YOU WERE DRAGGED TO SCHOOL

On the bright side...

At least you're actually a kid

So it's nowhere as embarrassing as it is for Levi to be hooked to the baby leash and dragged to RAD

You arrived and you were so polite

Such an angel to be around

Is what I would say if I were a fucking liar

You got there and were on all cours growling at the other students

You ran into Luke and he TREMBLED

HE YELPED AND LEAPT INTO SIMEONS ARMS

DO YOU KNOW THE PSYCHOLIGICAL DAMAGE YOU JUST DID ON THAT POOR ANGEL

of course you do

you little monster

You spent the entire first hour of class absolutely gnawing on Lucifer's ankle and you could tell he was really holding back from kicking you

And then you had a brilliant idea!!

TEETH BITE

TEETH SHARP

BITE WITH SHARP TEETH

AQUIRE FREEDOM

and thus your chomp chomp mission began, you began tearing at that leash, and eventually your efforts paid off

You were free!!!

MC IS A FREE HUMAN!!!

And so you ran

You ran like your heart depended on it

Luke

Sobbing

Screaming

Crying

Get away from him you tiny psychopath

You came running at him down the hallway and what was he even supposed to do???

HE LITERALLY CRAWLED UP A RANDOM DEMON IN FEAR, THEN JUMPED ONTO THE LOCKERS AND COWERED

of course, you tried climbing up to befriend him

...yeah

he didn't like that

He called Simeon sobbing in a panic while smacking you away with a broom handle

then you stole the broom handle...

THEN YOU STARTED BEATING PEOPLE WITH IT SIMEON

P L E A S E

S E N D

H E L P

Simeon

Hahaha aw

what a sweet little thing you are

you're just a baby human!

awwwe come here sweet ange- AHHHH

WHY ARE YOU BITING

NO BAD HUMAN

NO BITING

He is flailing his hand trying to get you to release your pirannah jaws

This does fucking nothing you are LATCHED ON

YOU ARE GAINING FRIENDS

FRIENDSHIP

LIL BITE

Simeon

had to use his foot

He put his foot on your forehead and just had to kick you off before climbing up with Luke in fear

You were scampering around like a fucking shark

The angels were holding each other, reading off their wills

Barbatos and Diavolo

of course they had to walk down the hallway

right when you started climbing the lockers

causing the angels to scream at the top of their lungs

Diavolo

he

he couldn't keep it together

LISTEN OKAY DONT GET ME WRONG

HE FEELS BAD THAT THEY ARE AFRAID

BUT ALSO

YOU ARE SO SM A L L

WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING THEY ARE TINY

SOMETIMES THEY BITE THATS NORMAL PROBABLY

ITS CALLED TEETHING

DUMBASSES /affectionate

Barbatos doesn't quite know how to break it to him that...children your age are far past teething age

Nonetheless, Barbatos dealt with Diavolo as a child, how much worse could you be?

...

......

.........

No one

Not a single soul

Will ever bring up this day

if they want to live

He doesn't even know where you got shoelaces

YOUR SHOES ARE VELCRO

MORE THAN THAT HOW DID YOU GET ON HIS SHOULDERS

WHAT FUCKING MOVIES HAVE YOU BEEN WATCHING THAT TAUGHT YOU HOW TO PROPERLY CHOKE SOMEONE OUT???

SOMEONE NEEDS TO RESTRICT YOUR FUCKING INTERNET ACCESS

YOUR HIGHNESS, PLEASE STOP FUCKING LAUGHING I AM DYING FRFR

Solomon

dying frfr

wheezing

crying on the floor

he filmed it all

no more than that

he's live streaming

Lucifer is trying to call him

Lmao blocked

He snatched you up and fucking ran

You are his little buddy now

You are taking cover deep in a place where Solomon knows Lucifer would never look for him...

...

......

Kid don't you dare comment that we're in the gym right now

LISTEN

HE IS A NERD

A BOOK NERD

A MAGIC NERD

HE DOESNT REALLY NEED TO GO TO GYM CLASS NOW STFU BEFORE HE LEAVES YOU FOR DEAD

you know how like

in jail you make toilet wine?

well he made toilet teleportation potion

Just in time the two of you crawled in the bowl and flushed, disappearing as the brothers broke in

they'll never find you now

mwahahahaha

time to watch every season of breaking bad

watch and learn kid

watch

and

learn

Previous Feral MC Post:

[mlm-blues]

i ask u every single question on that ask list. heehee

oli was this you

under the cut 👇🏽

the meaning behind my url: mlm + blue + s

a picture of me: no

how many tattoos i have and what they are: i have none

last time i cried and why: uhhh couple weeks ago and bc im depressed. idk testosterone doesnt let me cry anymore

piercings i have: lobe piercings

favorite band: day6/tapir!

biggest turn offs: idk. bigoted piece of shit

top 5 (insert subject): i want to top my boyfriend 5 times

tattoos i want: i odnt knowwww but i really want tattoos

biggest turn ons: hairy + sweats a lot

age: 32 i'll be gommaged next year :(

ideas of a perfect date: me + boyfriend + mika concert (will happen in july)

life goal: be happy be myself

piercings i want: snake bites atm

relationship status: taken

favorite movie: hedwig and the angry inch/m:i5

a fact about my life: im trans

phobia: heights

middle name: not tellingggg

height: too short

are you a virgin?: yeah. fuck

what’s your shoe size?: uhhh 6.5? uk size? i think

what’s your sexual orientation? bisexual with a strong preference for men

do you smoke, drink, or take any drugs?: i drink

someone you miss: liam

what’s one thing you regret? ^

first celebrity you think of when someone says attractive: sighs. mika

favorite ice cream? i want your ice cream i want it melting on my tongue. chocolate bc im basic

one insecurity: my everything

what my last text message says: i love youuu

have you ever taken a picture naked?: i dont think so

have you ever painted your room?: yeah

have you ever kissed a member of the same sex?: no :(

have you ever slept naked?: yeah

have you ever danced in front of your mirror?: brother everyday

have you ever had a crush?: oh gee i dont know (aromantic)

have you ever been dumped?: i dont think so

have you ever stole money from a friend?: not that i can remember

have you ever gotten in a car with people you just met?: yeppp

have you ever been in a fist fight?: no i'd get too aroused

have you ever snuck out of your house?: no

have you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back?: YES !

have you ever been arrested?: no

have you ever made out with a stranger?: no

have you ever met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere?: i have spoken to women before, yes

have you ever left your house without telling your parents?: yes

have you ever had a crush on your neighbor?: i guess

have you ever ditched school to do something more fun?: ive ditched lessons to have panic attacks does that count

have you ever slept in a bed with a member of the same sex?: yes

have you ever seen someone die?: no

have you ever been on a plane?: yes

have you ever kissed a picture?: yes

have you ever slept in until 3?: no. i have the most normal sleep schedule out of anyone i know lol

have you ever love someone or miss someone right now?: yes always

have you ever laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by?: yea

have you ever made a snow angel?: probably

have you ever played dress up?: yes

have you ever cheated while playing a game?: always

have you ever been lonely?: do you fucking think

have you ever fallen asleep at work/school?: yes

have you ever been to a club?: no #freedom

have you ever felt an earthquake?: dont think so

have you ever touched a snake?: yes

have you ever ran a red light?: i dont drive

have you ever been suspended from school?: no

have you ever had detention?: yes

have you ever been in a car accident?: no

have you ever hated the way you look?: girl everyday

have you ever witnessed a crime?: yes

have you ever pole danced?: no

have you ever been lost?: im always lost in the sauce

have you ever been to the opposite side of the country?: yes. not a tricky thing to do

have you ever felt like dying?: right now

have you ever cried yourself to sleep?: i am transgender

have you ever sang karaoke?: yes. very fun

have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t?: yes

have you ever laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?: yes

have you ever slept with someone at least 5 years older or younger?: no

have you ever kissed in the rain?: no :(

have you ever sang in the shower?: yes

have you ever made out in a park?: no

have you ever dream that you married someone?: dont think so. htat would count as a nightmare

have you ever glued your hand to something?: yes

have you ever got your tongue stuck to a flag pole?: no? what does this mean

have you ever ever gone to school partially naked?: no???

have you ever been a cheerleader?: no

have you ever sat on a roof top?: no i hate heights

have you ever brush your teeth?: yes

have you ever ever too scared to watch scary movies alone?: i dont watch scary movies With people let alone by myself

have you ever played chicken?: i can bok bok w the best of them

have you ever been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?: yes

have you ever been told you’re hot by a complete stranger?: no :(((

have you ever broken a bone?: no

have you ever been easily amused?: yes

have you ever laughed so hard you cried?: yes

have you ever mooned/flashed someone?: no

have you ever cheated on a test?: yes. my last ever test at school i cheated lmao

have you ever forgotten someone’s name?: yes my memory is shit

have you ever met someone who didn’t seem real?: ive been in the same room as mika

give us one thing about you that no one knows: im gay

crikey

[saeithoshiswife]

How haikyu boys would act today

~If haikyu boys were highschoolers today how would they act? This i purely based on my opion ofc and if your guys like this please send me more charcters.~

Includes- Atsumu, bokuto, kurro, kenma,

Bokuto-

Says gyatt on the regular to random girls (Borderline sexual harrasment) or uses it in everyday language like "Ive gyatt to get to class guys"

Definitely used to naruto run in middle school to all of his classes

so annoying in class and when the teacher says something hell immdentaily throw his hands up and say he didnt even do anything. He might even ask the quiet girl in the corner if he did anything and when she doesnt respond he responds for her like "She agrees with me you just cant hear her"

used to say sheesh along with the lip biting and pose

"im not like other guys ive seen the notebook" when it was probably akkashi who was watching it and bokuto came in the room for 0.2 seconds

I think him and kuroos jokes would be either racist, homophobic, sexiest or all

used to wear the iconic black savage shirt with the red border around the font

he makes so much fun of the girls he likes

Atsumu-

one of those rich boys with the moms that are inlove with them and think he cant do any wrong especially to women

big slur user especially to your face. if he doesnt like you hell say them or hell just say them like its no big deal

owns a speed boat that he illegal drives and host partys on. hell post on his snap story being like 'this party is such bruh p/u'

cries to his mom

punches walls

used to dress and act like josh richards and noah beck in 2021

a literal women hater like os much its hard to belive hes not guy but hes always objectifying them so hes not

used to moan in middle school thinking it was funny

duck lips with the peace sign all the time and hes being completley serious

in a frat when hes in college

peaked in highschool

Kenma-

when speaking to a women hell ask her what her favortie game/anime is and then ask her to name 3 charchters and when she does he will immdeantiley discredit those charcters. Also he will call the anime she chose super popular so theirs no way shes an actual fan

smells like shit an stays up all night so there bags under his eyes. his hair is so greasy you could cook with it

"erm actually- goku solos every single anime verse"

call people racial slurs on the games only

follows that chicki guy who dances everyday until he gets a girlfriend

victim of the 2020 bleach phase

most horrible genshin impact player he mains mona, Rosiaria, bediou, itto and bought all the the outfits that came with them.

has a hatsume miku body pillow

since he doesnt shower he will just coat himself in axe body spray

grows out of everything and peaks right after college

Kuroo-

i honestly had no idea what to say about this man so i tried my best i belive this man is a sexy angel from the bottom of my heart so i had to truly think

used to stink like kenma but grew out of it in middle school

when he gets rejected he'll post 'nice guys always finish last'

acts dumb but is really smart

calls double dates 2 mans

wear his hat backwards with the sides of his hair sticking from under

white airforce energy

slept with everyone but somehow hes not slut shamed

with call girls whores when his body count is double theirs

doesnt believe in womens rights but also doesnt want to become a man so hes just insecure

in volleyball he will try to spike as hard as he can and purposefully hit someone in the face

became a nice respectable man because i believe his mother doesnt play like that and taught him a lesson at his old age for repecting women

secretly a munch and whorships his girlfriend acting like a baby in private and then an asshole in pubic

"this ones for you babe" the it goes out giving you the ick

poses in the gym mirror for his snap streaks

used to follow andrew tate and all those man quotes before his mom told him to cut it out

[kerizaret]

OK SO for context. i have a loft bed (functionally it’s like a bunk bed except Taller and bigger and it’s only the top bunk so i can have my desk/setup underneath it) and it looks so cool and i love it but as a result making the bed is a huge pain. so i usually Dont. but our landlord is coming over today and im due to wash some sheets anyways so today is the day

a bigger reason this has been a problem is because i have like 20 plushies on my bed at all times (not even counting my 4’ tall peep plush, he just doesnt fit up there) so ive had to toss em all down on the floor before i even begin to deal with the blankets and pillows

so in the process of tossing everyone down ive discovered both a pillow and a blanket tucked into the corners of my bed that i didnt even think existed???? like i have no memory of where they cane from or how they got there?????? they just kind of appeared????? so i have another pillow and blanket now. i guess. which is really funny and i probably shouldnt question it but i am anyway

here’s my pile of plushies as well if u were curious. they all have names and i love them dearly

That was me i left them there for your enjoyment hope you like my gift /silly /j [but honestly that's???? So random but so cool???? Free comfort!!!]

ALSO I GET UOU SO MUCH THOUGH WITH THE TIDYING UP I slept on a bunk bed for several years as well, both on top and on the bottom, and had the experience of making both and IT IS A CHALLENGE. Especially because I ALS9 HAVE TONS OF PLUSHIES

Speaking of which I LOVE YOURSSS THEYRE SO CUTE I love that you keep to a certain colour palette /silly but they fit you a lot! I'd love to learn their names someday too :3 naming your plushies is the besstttt

A friend of mine got me a teacher's register (for student names and grades) for my nameday as a kid and I wrote down all my plushies' names there and pretended to give them grades 😭😭 also had special notebooks for drawing them and signing them to nor forget which is which (which is.. easy when you have like 50 at least....)

[msookyspooky]

OH MY GOD SPOOKY ‼️‼️‼️‼️ thAT CHAPTER 13?????????? A MASTERPIECE!!!!

The "my girl" partmhjnjjhahhahahhuhuhaha I SWEAR i was brushing my teeth while reading and when my EYES SAW THOSE WORDS I JUST STOPPED??????? i stopped there with toothbrush all over my mouth for a good minutE TRYING TO COMPREGED TAHT!!!!!!!! UHHHHHHHGGGGGG

I have no words to explain how much i loved loved loved that chapter!!!! i have been craving for that reveal since i started reading when you were still posting the part set 1 movie and IT DID!!! NOT!!!!! DISAPOUNT!!!!!! IM SO FUCKING EXITED FOR THE REST OF THE STORY LMAOOO 💞💞💞💞💞💞

SPOILER ALERT FOR CHAPTER 13

Yn, in my opinion at least 👀, def had the chance to play dumb, act as if she didnt knew, act as if they were forcing her to do whatever accusation dewey trew at her. but she didnt‼️‼️‼️‼️ and im just freakibg outtttttt she cares so much that AGAIN she put herswlf in front of Billy. After all the pain that doung that all those years ago brought to her, she did that and didnt even think about it. even after stu literally shot someone in the chest she cares so fucking much that the death of that person donest affect how she feels about him anymore (judy didnt actually dieee but yn doesnt know itt( they didnt need to get try to get jill before she hurt yn, they couldve literally just ran away from the hospital. But the choose to stay‼️‼️‼️ for stu i wont eve.n elaborate because my. Girl. My. Ficking. Girl. Was enough for me lmaooo‼️‼️‼️but billy didnt need to say athing! In fact, it would be better for him if he didnt bc he knew dewey woukd recognize him the second the spotlight was on him. But.he did. He defended yn the second he could. He defended her even if he knew no one would listen to him.

Im 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠 anywaysssss hahaha i love your writing a normal amount............

Alsooo you wrote jill so so well that i wanted to go inside my phone and strangle her myself lmaoo

THANK YOU!!! I LOVE THIS REVIEW OMFG AFGSSG😍💘

Oh YN definitely cares and so do they there's just so much turmoil and difference in morals that it's a rough road but Billy and Stu saving her (To "kill her god knows when" yeah right 😒🙄) And her deciding to follow that moral compass and save Billy before her own ass because it was the 'right thing to do' (mm hmm 🤨😒) is just another layer they didn't know this situation could have!

Fr YN could have played dumb but I ain't gonna lie when I came out of anesthesia I slept SO HARD it was insane I was fucking out of it and barely formed thoughts so I can't imagine some bitch waking me up a few hours after my surgery trying to strangle me THEN trying to make coherent thoughts to justify why Billy is there 😣

And I think as the author writing it (And the girl reading it lol) like...YN is fucking tired.

I mean, her best friend and honestly only true friend died and she found his corpse and has that weighing on her conscience that it's her fault they seperated. Gale was never her friend 100% fake af and YN lowkey knows it. Karla is a friend by being Ray's wife but not on the level her and Randy are.

And other than Dewey; Billy and Stu is all she's got. In one night, she was truly stabbed for the first time not counting her arm or hand. Good and only Friend is dead. She's being framed AGAIN over fame she never wanted to begin with.

Dewey, as much as she loves him platonically, has changed because of that badge and being married to Gale and in Woodsboro (I noticed it from 3 to 4 with Dew to Sid and was shocked tbh) and has done nothing but make YN not trust him with her safety this entire installment.

Stu pointed it out in TT. That he was there no matter what, toxic or not. He knew the worst and best of YN and stayed there for his own selfishness but still for her as well. When Randy and Dewey only knew what YN revealed but she was living a double life that they UNDERSTANDABLY would be hurt and enraged over but Billy and Stu have been known and don't care

ISTG it's why I fuck with enemies to lovers sm bc your enemy sees your worst side, weakest side, you see there's and yet you still fall in love?

I think Billy has never seen these sides of YN and when he did in TT he was in a shit place in his life and still bitter over what she did in Set Up and Sequels Suck.

But Stu? He was in her life from Windsor to Hollywood on and off and got over her betrayal before Billy so it's easier for him.

And I hc Stu as fucking nuts to be blunt. Flys off the handle, impulsive, delusional, arrogant, has little value in peoples lives, doesn't discriminate with killing, sadist, possibly even a bit of a high functioning individual with a form of ASPD or just good old narcissism where he doesn't love like a normal person does so he forced himself into YN's life as a form of control but that doesn't mean he doesn't care for her he just cares for his own self preservation first and always will. While I hc Billy as an introverted guy with fucked up morals and possible hallucinations like his daughter Sam / he's more likely to snap than most people same with his Mom Nancy. But I think he feels love and emotions the same as anyone else he just has trust issues and cynical af.

It's why after so long...I mean, aside from money, Billy got what he wanted. YN is alone, isolated, depressed, anxiety, PTSD, no friends, everyone she cares for is dead or hates her, getting attacked by conspiracy theorists that claim she helped them. And I think he's realizing slowly but surely that maybe her suffering for trying to turn him in while saving him isn't what he wanted after all.

Thank you for the review and listening to me rant I just love these in detailed ones because sometimes you guys see things about the characters I don't even!!♡♡♡

[bones-arent-real]

Tagged by @cheetahleopard :D I love these kinds of things, thank you!

Bold all that applies to you: (and also comment in brackets bc i like to elaborate)

APPEARANCE: i’m over 5’5” // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blond hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings (i have tried to pierce my ear but i couldnt get the earring thru) // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair (have before but it isnt dyed rn) // i have gotten plastic surgery (only top surgery) // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles (not so many rn bc its winter) // i paint my nails // i typically wear make-up // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards

HOBBIES AND TALENTS: i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition (i mean technically i got a participation trophy in primary school but that doesnt count) // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim (im not fast but i prolly wont drown) // i enjoy writing // i can do origami// i prefer movies to tv shows (not a huge fan of either tbh) // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year (several actually. love reading) // i enjoy spending time with friends (??? sometimes yes but also socialising is a lot of work) // i travel during school or work breaks (wish i had the money to travel more often) // i can do a handstand

RELATIONSHIP: i am in a relationship (is a qpr) // i have been single for over a year (?? idk define single. i dont date but also. qpr.) // i have a crush // i have a best friend i have known for ten years (literally the only ppl ive known over 10 years are my family) // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend (i was 14 and it was a very bad decision) // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

AESTHETICS: i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise (i dont get up early but sometimes i stay up hella late) // i enjoy rainy days (i think i was meant to be a worm) // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep (sometimes but not often) // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire (hehe fire) // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean (man who doesnt. ocean's massive)// i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season

MISCELLANEOUS: i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle (not easily but ive done it) // i am the mom friend ( i always have bandaids and snacks but i also advocate for all reckless decisions) // i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift (i cant even rly drive an automatic. i should not have a license) // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower (maybe if i lived alone) // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead (why isnt this next to blond) // i own at least three dogs

I'm gonna tag @tea8j and also if u see this and want to do it feel free to pretend like I tagged u lol