#freddy who's constantly playing both sides so he always comes out on top (DOES NOT WORK) <3 freddy who's never been honest in his life <3

[everymlmhybrid]

at 36k words let's goooooo still need 4k to be at goal but shhhhhhh don't worry about that okay. and yes it's nearly 2 am. don't worry about that either. listen all that matters is this fic so far has everything a man could dream of. gay sex. weed. robbery. soon it will also have heartbreak and betrayal.

[sugar-petals]

Group Sex With SuperM

SUMMARY: creating a group chat is all it takes.

↳ A/N. yep, we’re going there. 

words. 14k

WARNINGS ⚠️ friends to lovers hc, porn with plot, idol au, sex w/ all members individually and together, dom/sub dynamics, corruption kink, sexting, blowjobs & cunnilingus, gaping, graphic, pegging, bondage, light foot fetish, sex toys, spitroasting (m receiving), brat taming, dick riding, protected sex, doggystyle, cuddling aftercare

curious about an eightsome are we

understood

how’s the state of things then?

last september you decided to open an entire group chat just for planning your juicy sexual activities together

and oh lord is it active

and full of ideas

and explicit videos

and emojis

and excitement

yesterday taemin sent a clip of lusciously covering himself in champagne foam for you

wearing close to nothing

in fact just a piece of gauze, a snake-shaped necklace, and probably a bit of perfume

oh boy

watching that was an out-of-body experience for sure

the entire chat basically imploded with reactions

but hey hey

not so fast

we need to go through everything from the start

to see how all these utterly historic events happened to unfold

so where did all that come from?

first off 

befriending super m outside work (eating together, fooling around, bingwatching stuff, you know)

...means there’s no point nor chance in having a permanent favorite with a group like this

every member truly is the creme de la creme

super m is the package of the entire packages

they are so legendary you can bias each member for one day of the week 

and never run out of that pure bliss

in fact 

you all agreed to do exactly that on a regular basis to get to know each other casually

it just naturally happened

seven days seven members that’s just logical

you can’t always hang out together in full attendance so you split up your times and set specific days

you change that routine very often depending on your individual moods

but it usually goes like this because you want to develop closer bonds with them one-on-one

so this is how it ends up

mondays you work out with xuxi. oh, that sexy smiley man. his body is the ultimate bomb. is there something better than doing sit-ups next to him? anybody’s sports motivation would go through the roof. and if there’s someone you call to share a pile of food with? it’s just gotta be him. being with yukhei is self-care.

tuesdays, you visit ten to check out his latest dance moves. and: to have a huge cuddle session with the cats. sometimes, you watch whatever series you’re in the mood for. it’s always a time to slow down and mend your sore muscles from monday anyway. you think ten is so interesting and talented, and super pretty, truly one of a kind.

on wednesdays jongin and you often end up on long midnight walks with the dogs or you both look after his cute nieces. meeting up at the river han is a staple, you get ice cream and snacks. you adore kai because he’s a sweetheart and steadfast person, and admittedly... so damn hot, holy hell. being with him makes you feel great.

thursday is baekhyun day and full of cheeriness as you’d expect. long hours of gaming, cheeky skinship, banter, and pizza eating await you at his apartment. you adore this mochi for his everything, he makes you laugh uncontrollably so much. sometimes, you also comfort him when he doesn’t feel good about himself or exhausted from practice. he will sing anything you want, baekhyun is like your personal 24/7 radio station.

fridays it’s time for the studio. mark is crafting his most fire bars and loves to have you around there. you inspire him a lot. he’s just completely astounding and the sweetest to you. friday most people would go clubbing, but super m just has to meet up in the studio. no paparazzi, and the music is obviously danceable. i’m telling you: this mob can jop, duh.

saturday is for handsome taeyong who loves coming to your home. cooking, organizing, doing the laundry, and browsing youtube together is the best thing. taeyong is the shyest goodest boy and a great listener. he gives great advice and is the epitome of respectful. you just vibe very well together.

sunday you dedicate to taemin. you watch artsy films, experiment with outfits, and he plays the piano for you so expertly. man, you are lucky. he’s like a fairy to you, and a connoisseur, a mythical figure almost. since he’s a newly-found cat dad, you easily fill your day playing with the most interesting kitten that is lee kkoong. sometimes, you even meet shinee members dropping by.

so yes this is what paradise looks like

and they all love to engage with you in their own way and you develop favorite ways to spend time, they put so much effort into this

it goes without saying that you all realize how hard you’re crushing as the weeks pass

like can you imagine

all the hormones i swear

you’ve already been joking to them that you have seven boyfriends some months ago

well the prophecy is fulfilled faster than you can blink

when you meet up as eight for a movie night at baekhyun’s, the atmosphere feels pretty frisky

because lucas is sending you ten thousand glances and certainly nobody misses that

if this guy is laughing at your every word i mean

meanwhile taeyong is having a nervous meltdown at your every comment about the movie, it’s ridiculous, he’s smitten as fuck, he looks at you like you’re an actual goddess

mark keeps on making glimmering eyes at you as well, and he asks you if you want popcorn every two minutes

baekhyun is all curled up close to your lap and not even watching the movie because his face is almost nuzzled into your sweater for fuck’s sake

taemin has spent the entire preperation in complete frenzy making sure there are scented candles everywhere and the snacks are exquisite and costly. mother taemresa? at full throttle. he even used his own damn credit card.

meanwhile kai suffers from his fidgety legs, constant hair fixing and even more inability to concentrate on the movie 

because damn, he knows he wants your attention. he literally came around with the tightest shirt he owns so there’s that. you can see every little muscle doing its thing when he does as much as breathe. kai is now well aware he came to impress. it won’t take him a lot to realize he wants to be even closer to you than doing midnight walks.

ten is so firmly snuggled up next to you, he might as well be your cat himself. if ten starts acting like a clingy feline instead of being in roast mode, you know he’s lovestruck i’m telling ya

needless to say

the mood in the room is hard to ignore

hell there are romance candles everywhere all those hecking rose fumes are to blame

surprise surprise all the members try to sit as close as possibly to you the more the movie progresses

even abandoning the couch and seats to sit on the ground in front of you instead

“you want popcorn?”

“like some more popcorn?”

“here, have my popcorn!“

“more popcorn?”

“hey do you want popcorn?”

from all sides, constantly

the m in super m stands for making sure you have popcorn

you never run out

like when the leading lady is pulling out a cigarette in those old hollywood flicks and at least twenty guys are scurrying to offer a lighter

i’m exaggerating but

nobody even knows what kind of movie they’re watching tonight though

the elephant in the room is trumpeting too loud to understand the dialogue

you’re surrounded by seven big ole hotties who have fallen for you

it was inevitable

it’s more than clear to everyone that they all like you and you couldn’t be any more fluttered yourself

let the hunger games begin

i’m jopping i mean i’m joking

this is not the wwe

it’s pretty clear to the boys that if they fight you’re gonna be so unhappy and your quality time together is ruined

you adore them all, and they’d be regretful about hurting their own bonds 

and anyway

if it came down to it and the bad blood was really escalating um...

...ten would destroy all of the competition

there’s no denying

by the simple virtue of his badassery and winning disease

quickly reducing all his opponents to a pile of dust so fine-grained, the great freddie mercury himself would resurrect to sing the soundtrack in the background and pump his fist

imagine that. superm actually being gladiators i mean wasn’t that the entire jopping mv

baekhyun would try to pull the leader authority card and use his hapkido martial arts skill but ten would obliterate him anyway so

even if taemin put on a dark robe and drew a salt circle to summon a million snakes from hell, ten would win the fight to a fault

but that’s too apocalyptic and outside of that thought experiment the boys are actually kinda shy so... let’s scratch that

there are seven days of the week with good reason 

you ease the uncertainty and tension by saying you’d truly fail as a tv bachelorette

everyone understands that deciding would be impossible and cheating is shit

why give someone a rose and break 6 hearts when you can hand out a whole damn bouquet

it’s more stylish my friend

and for what reason would ten want to face off against taemin and his army of snakes in the first place. they’re ten’s greatest inspiration

nor does kai have any tighter shirts 

he already ran out, he brought his A game from the get-go

on top of that the popcorn is empty there’s no more to offer

so you remain with the idea to just keep your daily routine

xuxi monday, ten tuesday and so on

keeps everything in order

it’s fair

plus it doesn’t mess with their schedules

usually unless a big award show is coming up but that can be re-planned in advance as well

you know... things can develop in their own timing with each member

it’d be awkward to expect everyone to be on the same stage at once

baekhyun is comfortable with all kinds of back hugs while taeyong and taemin are still completely flustered and turn all wobbly at just a greeting wave

you know what i mean

it’s already clear everyone loves you very differently 

some members are more straightforward, others take it slow, it’s just a normal thing

that’s when the group chat is born

it’s still very sfw 

compared to how explicit it’ll be in the future ahem

and everyone is overcautious with writing something except baekhyun, the eternal extrovert

for now you keep each other updated on how it’s all going with trivial details

earlier you just had individual chats and baekhyun arranged the group meetings since he knows the schedule best

now it’s all in one spot so that works

everyone’s curiosity is quenched at least a little bit

and they see each other anyway and put their heads together

baekhyun will be the most open about how far your skinship slowly develops followed by lucas and kai who oggle each other in their usual tom and jerry manner

which you have an eye on

you tell the members something very important for when they’re envious

or feel the need to one-up or catch up

it’s the sign to get closer to you and that they’re ready for taking another step. that’s literally what jealousy is all about

that advice helps them out a lot actually

kai takes that to heart in particular because he knows he’s prone and feels bad about it

and they also learn from ten who carries a quiet happiness with confidence that doesn’t need comparison, but he can also talk very honestly about how he’s standing with you to the point

ten knows how it’s done

as expected of such a competent man

like he’s kissed your hands very lightly but he doesn’t feel the need to show it off all day

and he also leads by example together with taemin and taeyong how one can give compliments even when not being involved in something 

“you’re looking adorable together“ as taemin would often say about you hanging out with kai or baekhyun

a lot of praise culture is developing in the group chat

you like to see it 

and now for the other elephant in the room

as for who will ask you to sleep with him first

(and mind you at this point they’re all walking around with condoms in their backpacks and jackets)

believe it or not

after the finishing touches on his latest mixtape (oh yes), and those tracks have you feeling some kind of way oh shit, mark gathers all his courage

yes it’s mark lee 

literally he steps into the blaze of bravery of jongin when he first put on a crop top

and gets out a little “can we... some time... you know...” after you’re having some pretzel sticks together and awkwardly sitting around

oh what's gonna happen next huh?

you say you’ve been thinking about it a lot

that he has a great body doesn’t go unseen

and tell him how you imagine it with him

long story short you’ll have your first quickie in the sound booth that night

cutting straight to the chase

him steadily penetrating you from behind, you leaning closely with your back to his chest

just standing and enjoying the rhythm

that dick. is amazing.

oh god, mark lee

long, curved, smooth, a classic

meanwhile your fave rapper is definitely going through it

his arms tell you everything

that’s an embrace for the books

he’s hugging you like his life depends on it

you can just take in how he’s been showering twice today this guy is clean as fuck he smells so good

getting off from shampoo and fabric softener is not what you expected but it definitely makes you clench

you both know he’s not gonna last for more than six minutes and that’s ok

that’s a lot of long-held frustration released into that condom

and a lot of passion put into how he puts his guitar fingers to work on your clit afterwards

jimi ‘lee’ hendrix has arrived

oh yeah mark, you fucking treat, fuck it up

that way you won’t last long either since you guide his finger tips to your favorite spot and the motherfucker completely goes for it

“like this, like, um?”

and he goes off with the wrist

oh shit

it’s all kept so short and simple and you’re on the oldest mustard-colored studio couch that ever existed but mark lee is mark fucking lee nothing can obstruct his quality

like this guy has some serious skills with the angles

that orgasm is gonna get some moans you didn’t know you were capable of out of you

never wasting time, that guy is he

mark definitely fucks like he raps. fast and good

you cool down together looking each other in the eyes, forehead to forehead, for like fifteen minutes, and you give each other little chaste kisses all over your faces and he melts every time

your little rendezvous was definitely so needed 

you ask if you can bring some vibes to play around with and a watermelon next time

you don’t have to ask twice

mark is so damn happy

and the timing was right

straightforward and spontaneous. that definitely works well with mark

no complaints, you go home feeling comfortably refreshed. you’ve told him he could tell the others or wait to do it, this is up to his comfort because he is shy

neither happens

after just one glance at him the next day while the group is doing a photoshoot

baekhyun already knows mark slept with you 

he just knows

and makes a loud “ohh wow, you did it” noise

ten takes two only glances to understand what’s going on too

mark nods and the whole group is highstrung for the entire day

like a hive of bees oh yes

kai is massively proud of raising mark so well but also really surprised

unlike taemin who calmly advised mark on many things in advance

guess where mark’s fingering skills originate from

he took some secret pointers from the king 

taeyong is shook at his rap buddy’s singleminded grit to just spontaneously ask you

while baekhyun...

is keeping it together repeating the anti-jealousy mantra you gave him in his mind

“jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer....“

it makes him realize oh god he really wants to be inside of you badly as well

you ain’t dumb, you see his change of tone from cute to sexy in the group chat even if he might not notice

baekhyun is trying extra hard to make you react to him

he posts so many cute selfies with kissy faces

needless to say taeyong’s time slot gets postponed to next thursday while you visit baekhyun this evening

it works for taeyong because he still needs to think some things through

the news overwhelmed him a little and he is shy about meeting up but that’s not a problem for you

and it’s better to get together with your mochi sooner because you both know there’s a lot of banging to do

like seriously

your mood tells you that candy’s on the menu today

oh yeah. it’s time to be all over your clingy lil’ honey bunny 

there’s not much endless wooing involved it goes to the point very fast after you arrive at his home

you just wanna stop pretending and fuck like animals and see his brain melt from it

remember how baekhyun once said he doesn’t fancy nice girls

that’s what he meant by that

mattress earthquake

he wants you fully riled up with arousal and addicted to touching and grabbing him

yeah baekhyun gets off on your desire

that’s not hard to accomplish when he makes big puppy eyes and puts his tongue on your neck

with that gomez addams shit... kissing up your arm and then popping off as soon as he gets there

congrats morticia

here is a man who can handle ya

he’s being so slobbery and moany about it that it knocks the breath out of you 

that shit is so good

baekhyun is not just a pro at giving head my friend it’s also giving neck

and unlike mark, may god have mercy on you, baekhyun keeps on going and going and kissing and kissing and he wants to lick up all of you so bad 

we know how needy and stamina-heavy this fella is

baekhyun is super m’s most insatiable member by fucking far

he’s like just give it to me and you’re like ok here we go

this guy is burning up oh god

that’s an evening of ten thousand positions, fearless cumplay, and a lot of face-sitting

super m’s most unleashed tongue right here

thank god you worked on your fitness with xuxi otherwise you couldn’t do this

he’s moaning in some harmonic scales or something it’s a whole concert

baekhyun is fully at it with you in every room of his flat with his whole neck and underarms looking mighty veiny

yeah he even carries you around to make it short and simple he’s one impatient bun

he can lift up sehun bridal style so no worries

mochi is smol and thin but he won’t drop you i promise

he’s fueled by horny boyfriend hormones and wants to give you the greatest night of all nights

and hit all the amazing spots

baekhyun aims to make your pussy lips throb and fall completely in love with him

and the bridge of his nose if you get what i’m saying

he’s also versatile in his clothing choices

if you say keep your nerdy glasses on, oh yeah they stay on

just a little challenge to see if you can ride him hard enough to see them fall off

and that dick is not some extra long lasso mark lee calibre

so he can really bend it more and thrust with ease at many angles

talking about mark

he regrets not asking you earlier but you tell baekhyun that this way was much better because you unceremoniously skipped to the fucking instead of messing around

if it wasn’t for mark’s courage to break the ice even with a choppy sentence 

you’d still be awkwardly looking each other in the eyes while munching pizza

all hail mark lee nervous legend

this way, baekhyun goes all out with fewer restraint and the burden of being first with making the impression that comes with it

we all know he’s too self-conscious for his own mochi good so that’s a better way to start out

this way baekhyun will have sex with you until he’s passed out on his bed

knocking him out like that might as well become your favorite hobby

even minutes after your tongue still feels like it’s knotted together with his honestly, the muscle memory is kicking in

and this must be the most dick thrusts you’ve ever gotten in one night

baekhyun really wants to be all inside you, make you feel him

if the condom broke at least his baby will be easy to identify from day one

it’ll come out and belt a perfect G#5

he gave it all my god you stopped counting the times you came your pussy is just dripping wet it feels crazy

and his voice has become all raspy i—

that was baekhyun’s hardest vocal run yet i swear

the contraception shelf in the convenience store next to his house is close to empty

but there’s no need to buy more

what you two perverts have been up to is enough for comfortably going through 10 years of celibacy

baekhyun is content and sleeps like a baby

you hold your bun for like two hours afterwards and never want to let him go

you are as wobbly as taeyong after getting a head pat from you

and the most well-kissed girl in this city tonight

both sets of lips

what a smoochy boyfriend

you even get the chance to jerk baekhyun off in his half-sleep after he wakes up and asks you to put your hand in his pants

guess who opens his mouth very wide to lick his own semen off your fingers with some really obscene noises

it’s his royal nastiness byun baekhyun 

who sucks your tiddies to drift back into sleep again

with his hands in your pants

god bless this man

the group chat is sending 👀 emojis all the way throughout the night

your boys know love is in the air

they’re loosening up the timing is right again

you send cute smiling emojis 

a bunch of “ahs” and “ohs” come through via voicemail

and lucas even writes: “so who’s next? 😳”

damn

you reply boldly: “the one asking that”

the group chat becomes a buzzing beehive again

from which you extract that kai is also very interested while ten, taeyong and taemin prefer waiting a little more

but this time you don’t switch time slots since you’ll meet xuxi on monday already 

kai wants to set up something nice and prepare the catering and whatnot (alright you rich man)

so it’s gonna be wednesday as usual with him

so far so good that’s the plan

sunday being taemin day, you get together to read and paint and listen to music

you feel like just doing some sensual kissing with him and taemin is very down

yeah baby he is the kissing king, taemin is hot stuff, he knows exactly what he’s doing, those lips are the pillows at the gates of heaven

losing your mind is a staple when you do that with him

just making out on the couch surrounded by the nicest arrangement of pot plants you’ve ever seen while it rains completely relaxes you and the serotonin is off the charts

he holds you so gently and tastes so good

what is it, rose water or something like that

he even put on his coziest sweater so you’ll love leaning against him

TL;DR taemin is the biggest fucking romantic in the history of SM

that was so seductive you’ll be dreaming about it

applause for lee taemin please

perfect contrasting programme: just hours later

yeah here it goes now

monday starts with xuxi stripping more than he usually does 

at the makeshift gym in his room while he’s on the treadmill

with his hair freshly dyed the most himbo shade of blonde ever

and yeah that’s blonde with an e because yukhei is too sexy to be called a blond. what an ugly word to look at

he’s a blondé

so that’s nice

he’s so dtf you just skip the workout 

time for lubed condoms.

i don’t have to tell you that you literally jump on him 

or that you’ll be dealing with super m’s singlemost biggest equipment

he doesn’t even have to drive it home an inch by himself you’re already riding him

he can’t handle all that gear in the first place

because how do you even develop a technique with such an unrealistic dick

hell how do you even exist like that

so it’s clear who’s taking the lead

all he has to do is work that body but it sort of happens on its own

himbo autopilot

you are going hard and chaotic on this man

xuxi doesn’t even know what hit him

he’s so vocal and excited 

you fuck him while he holds you up, get down on several gym benches, have him bend you forward at the bathroom sink... 

...and you attend business in ten’s room on a desk and window sill

because it’s the most silent there and doesn’t disturb xiaojun’s beauty sleep

ten has discreetly ushered you there and preoccupies himself in the kitchen with the cats

he knows how the game is played

either floor ‘em all or always watch out for others

MVP

but you are secretly wondering what ten is plotting because he has some serious self-control and observation skills

given how tidy his room is... whatever his plans are you can look forward to it

xuxi is definitely suffering from your heavy duty cock destruction in the meantime while being in heaven at the same time

that dick is worn out and dripping 

so much bouncing is even gonna make the biggest boy lose it

milking that orgasm out of him is gonna be so gratifying yum

the deep and defeated moans, my god he really surrenders to the pleasure

wow that was almost as to-the-point as studio sex with mark

no idle talk in nct huh

you clean each other all exhausted and then gobble up three bowls of noodles each

then sleep for two hours in each other’s arms

then do a second round because this guy is really getting you going and yukhei wants to live this monday to the fullest

like this man gives you previously unknown levels of energy

must be the blonde hair. it does sexy things when yukhei is twitching

this time it’s a dick blowing festival

oh yeah

the type where you’re so sloppy with your head bops, he doesn’t even know where to put his hands and needs to think emergency thoughts

oh yeah big dicks make for some nice slurpy noises that sound really plump you know what i mean

he’s gonna realize very soon you do this shit for your own entertainment

and get all kinds of squeaks and faces out of him

only little pauses help him keep up the stamina so he asks you to pull off for a bit every two minutes or so

he has to look elsewhere and distract his mind with thinking about washing the dishes

girl... your tongue has this man sweating major bullets

you’re big on the corruption kink are you

once again 

xuxi is gonna be so shaken and pass the fuck out from cumming

and he thought he was a horny guy

his soul must have left his body and that scalp is probably dead

but bleaching was worth it (he looks like a sleeping angel now)

not to mention banging all over the wayv dorm

ten got a preview of what’s expecting him

not that he doesn’t know he reads you well

lucas promises to return the oral favor next monday and finally collapses entirely in the living room wearing only boxers

nothing new for wayv, great sight for you

not a single workout routine has exhausted xuxi this much

he needs 10 hours of sleep to reboot

“she’s so wild 😲😂😍” is gonna be what he’ll summarize it as in the group chat later

first big boy taken down

the second one follows

wednesday is right around the corner 

oh yes

kai definitely goes off with the preparation you are not ready for this spectacle

he redecorated his entire kitchen and bathroom to perfection with flowers, lanterns, dim light, petals, expensive fabrics draped from the ceiling, and there’s a great view on night time seoul

you can tell he’s best friends with taemin

i mean they’re the greatest entertainers of their time of course their taste is great

always going the extra mile

the black, sheer shirt with a deep cleavage that kai put on is nothing short of a treat

is that a lace choker he’s wearing

and his hair is pushed back lord have mercy

you get pretty weak in the knees at that

the catering leaves nothing to be desired either. a full 3-course sicily-style italian meal with 100% organic ingredients and beautiful basil and thyme garnishings

to set the mood afterwards jongin does what he does best

don’t tell me you didn’t see this one coming

just a chair for you, some music, and him

is this like a whole damn private concert?

he has prepared an entire setlist to thrill you with selected styles of dance

even a rendition of salsa, swing, and tango argentino

i’m telling you...

if kim jongin moves his body for you like that you’ll be fucking hooked and honored and not believe your eyes

what a feast

prepare for a serious case of dropped jaw

and jongin being an absolute daredevil dancing incrementally close to your chair

he incorporates all these little moments of skinship

where he strokes your hair, your jaw, or takes your hands

while at the same time he’s completely destroying it on the dancefloor

with those scorching hips and how he works it on the carpet right in front of you

you’re about to fucking melt

what a time to be alive

the sheer shirt’s buttons are holding onto dear life as do his pants

kai’s movements are becoming extremely ecstatic

what a fucking lapdance 2.0

men have clearly evolved otherwise this wouldn’t be happening

kai dances like a king on a stage but jongin? is god-like when he dances with just one person as the audience

shiit

and because he’s very nervous

he work particularly hard to ace it

in his mind he’s already underneath you judging by how he’s moving

...you can definitely fancy a luscious private concert each wednesday

and for designated activities in the bathroom

he even made a whole 5-hour playlist of the finest songs

so he can make you grind on top of him

don’t tell me kai isn’t the master of courting

king of effort

i don’t have to tell you that this is gonna be the most sensual night you’ve ever had

kai will get to know your body very, very well

those hips never stop do they

the fact that thursday is baekhyun day right after this?

wow aren’t you exhausted

the orgasms just seamlessly continue huh

everything goes on like that 

friday you have a toy-filled, passionate evening at the studio with mark who’s doing the most 

let’s say mark just has good ‘vibes’ indeed

this almost gets as messy as your first time with lucas

have fun cleaning up that couch, canada

what a sex marathon

if you don’t have your period

there’s always a lot of action going on 

or actually. you do catch a break for the weekend

saturday you bake delicious, pistacio and pecan-crusted sticky buns with taeyong 

who also shows you the new fledgelings that have hatched in his apartment

so adorable

sunday you endlessly make out with taemin in the sheets who has of course heard of jongin putting on a show

so he dances for you as well and even does the hands-tied criminal choreo in an especially luscious rendition (aka extra heavy breathing and grinding on the floor, and doing splits that almost rip his pants)

oh yes my love

nothing really happens afterwards you just have dinner completely flustered

if lee taemin dances, sex becomes redundant and doesn’t compare anymore

but really now

the slow burn is unbearable with him for fuck’s sake

taemin knows how to work up the seduction bit by bit

you basically masturbate all evening after returning to your house

god. what to do with this guy

on monday you ravage yukhei’s dick and get all that head 

xuxi is a chaotic fella but he keeps his promises

plus you get the best full-body massage of your life

and for the first time pull out your phone to basically livestream yourself riding him

so the whole chat can watch for five minutes

yep. you learned that courage thing from mark lee

the camera work is obviously subpar but the video definitely has maximum effect

kai and baekhyun stream their reaction right alongside your broadcast

“woah woah oh my god oh my god!!”

everyone’s freaking out, everyone stops whatever they’re doing, everyone is glued to their screens, they love your body moving

you’re having a blast 

especially when you stream another round an hour later and lucas holds the camera now

his arm is perfect for that by the way

strong and stable and high up in the air

so you can do your thing on that fat dick with a bonus of the sexiest xuxi moans ever

that deep but soft tone... yukhei really got a perfect groaning voice huh

after getting steamy for almost ten minutes, you get some great close-ups of your pussy after having yukhei pull out mid-romp

because that gape is for the gods

don’t kid yourself with a dick like that inside you’ll be opening a little wider

it looks and feels even better with lucas tracing his long fingers inside of it

with the closeup zooming in even more while he’s putting his thumb on your clit 

mmh that’s good stuff

six very shaky boys are sitting in front of their phones right now being able to look um very deeply inside of you

baekhyun is basically frozen to a statue on the reaction stream and salivates nonstop it’s just running down his neck at this point

his wettest dreams are right in front of him

stretched out pussy all juicy and swollen? baekhyun’s lifeblood. he’s seeing god 

he turns up the brightness of his phone to maximum so he can see every little detail 

remember. this guy loves to be inside of you so obsessively he wants to pay rent to live in there

so he’s appreciating an HD view of his favorite place, really deep and really pulsing and really soaked

yukhei has slathered you in lube and really pushed apart your muscles very gently, no abrasion, you relaxed so nicely around him

it’s feeling good as fuck

kai who’s watching right next to baekhyun just stares with big eyes

every injury he ever got while dancing is suddenly healed 

he’s a new man his spine has put itself together his legs are reborn

taeyong almost falls off his chair when he tunes in

he’s that bewildered

he just types a big WOW and a wall of blushing emojis

the explicit songs he’s been listening to and whatever he’s been rapping about recently are nothing in comparison to this

finally someone climbed up to taeyong’s level of nastiness

and he thought he’d never find someone on eye level

secretly he loves the nice view but he won’t admit how much

meanwhile he will rewatch this over and over for the whole week at least five times a day

and then there’s taemin

| adorable 😊🤗🎀 6v6

| can you put the camera a bit closer again 👉👈

| and turn on the flash if that’s ok 😳

| ah thank you 💟

i don’t know what taemin has seen or heard or experienced in his life and what made him this way but damn he loves that graphic shit

turning on the flash makes even yukhei’s jaw drop and rub your clit even faster

he’s damn proud he could make your pussy open up to him this way as he should be 

cuz he’s really been improving his Big Cock Techniques (BCT)

mark doesn’t write anything but he’s online and streaming so yeah he’s jerking off

with two hands

baekhyun is typing how much he loves the wet sounds and how great the fingering action is

and he’s damn right. telepathy 

that’s your favorite pervert right there yeehaw

in the meantime yukhei’s brain is empty he’s just smiling bright and enjoying the moment and the attention and your body

ten is basically next door because this is the fucking wayv dorm 

you can hear him choke on his coffee and whisper ‘oh my fucking god, oh shit’ to himself

the phone almost topples into the sheets while lucas is putting all those rubs and circles into your clit but the audio is already telling the boys to watch very closely anyway because here it comes

taeyong is probably falling apart by now given how he’s posting a couple fragmented sentences that you try to decipher on yukhei’s phone

until you get close and take up filming yourself again 

so yukhei can make a video with his own phone as well

yep that’s two cameras on you by now not just one

xuxi’s been such a steadfast babe 

and he gets to see the fruits of his work. for one, just how much of an imprint he left with his cock inside you 

and second how hard he can make you cum now

those big fingers are magic on you

taemin gets all the closeups he ever needed from your camera because you hit the zoom even more

yukhei starts kissing you twice

not as carefully as he often would

it’s the really wet and passionate version this time

he films your lower faces as good as he can

those big fucking lips 

they never fail to make you get the hots

they’re really made to do all this are they

his tongue nips into you with extra saliva on board

you suck it into your own mouth and mix it with yours, and gather some more

and slip your tongue above his in return

yukhei makes sure you can hear him swallowing all that warm runny spit and moans into your mouth

guess who just blew one big juicy load into the condom

and he’s not even inside of you

jesus christ yukhei

looks like french kissing is his orgasm button 

you start sucking on his tongue when it slides back between your lips and you make them really tight and puckering

the noise is so delicious

yukhei shoots the rest of his semen into the condom

you go even harder on him, the kiss gets really deep

kai and baekhyun are literally jumping up and down on their beds by now

taemin and mark are sending star-eyed emojis

ten is definitely beating the meat next door

yukhei’s hand is massaging incessantly between your legs

he makes you feel. so. good.

when he retreats from the kiss you’re ready

you can hardly keep the phone stable in your palm

yukhei also points his camera back at your pussy again

and makes sure to catch every contraction

you know an orgasm is good when you’re going all “oh... ohh...”

even taeyong goes online to stream his reaction because you cum so beautifully

he’s actually crying and can’t close his mouth he can’t believe what he’s seeing

your pussy lips are so sloppy and stretched apart and twitching and you make sure the camera catches every bit

it takes almost half a minute until your muscles calm

you tell yukhei to clean it up with those plump lips of his

baekhyun and taemin are violently agreeing with thousands of “YESS EAT UP!!!” and “yes!! 😊♥︎🌹” text bubbles in the chat

your guys are so cute do you realize that

in order to have both hands free, lucas ends his video, puts his phone aside, and is already licking you up like a whole bowl of whipped cream

you keep on streaming on your own phone and brush the hair out of his face

the best part is catching yukhei’s tongue winding between your lips and then spoiling your pussy with big kisses very very slowly as not to overstimulate you

he’s such a fast learner he’s doing it really well

once you’re satisfied and cool off, you stroke the back of his neck and his favorite boyfriend duties are officially on pause

so he can go to pull off the condom and clean himself up, and get ready for bed after a quick mini snack

while you blow kisses into the camera, flirt with all your babes while they flirt back and even bow to you

and film your pussy all swollen and licked up but slowly closing a little bit again, ever so slightly

ten sends two little black hearts and a little “that was the most amazing thing i’ve ever seen thank you 😽”

you make sure taemin gets an extra close view of your clit and taeyong is making high-pitched squealing noises in his reaction video stream

mark goes like “yea that’s the spot!”

kai has joined baekhyun with the mouth and saliva action, they’re both licking their lips all over the place and make lewd lusty faces

they’re literally sucking and eyefucking your pussy through the camera bitch they want it so goddamn bad

oh to have their mouths on you right now to come down from your high and chill

you tell everyone how much you miss them and how badly you want them to be here

and how you want to feel all of them all over, on your skin and inside you

the chat is full of yearning and horny crying emojis now

yukhei helps you clean up the rest while you text how it felt with mark and baekhyun because they wanna know more

you talk about how yukhei’s girth is always rubbing that one spot inside and his breathing changes when it does

and you say you really loved their reactions

the members promise to be careful and discrete when they re-watch the stream and ten also says that if you don’t want it to stay in the chat some day you should never hesitate to delete it

you say no problem boys you should know me inside out, just remember to use head-phones when yukhei starts slurping at the 01:27 min mark

taeyong and mark are losing it at your puns

then you have a glass of water taller than yukhei’s dick and basically dance to the bathroom

lucas talks to the boys with his big ole smile in his pyjamas while you’re busy

oh god he is so shy

but very very blissed out. it really takes only two things to make this man happy. big plates, twitchy pussy.

a truly simple man. you like that

kai is definitely evolving from his teasing yukhei agenda in the meantime

he is sending thumbs up emojis instead of raised eyebrow ones

you lay down in xuxi’s big embrace and say goodnight to your boys

yukhei buries his nose in your hair, and kisses you on the forehead so innocently, taeyong melts in his little video square on screen

taemin is a big fan as well

he’s living true to his “explicit shit and romance” life motto isn’t he

you ask if everyone was enjoying themselves

big positive reactions all over the chat

you coo how you adore them all so much and want more of things like this where everyone is involved

eight people are going to bed very happy today

yukhei waves and baekhyun goes offline as well, as does taeyong who’s beaming

end stream

it was a masterpiece

that mark needs to recover from the very most, his entire bed is full of used tissues

and basically

over the next few hours the chat is losing their minds over and over again

everyone can’t stop gushing and telling you what their favorite part was

kai says how turned on you were was making him hard all night

ten enjoyed the wild kissing part and how wet everything was

naughty boy taemin keeps on talking about how — i quote — your insides are the best ever!! while sending flower emojis

your stream has unleashed a gigaton of sexual energy

and that basically goes on and on

until tuesday arrives

oof 

today’s the day

you know that ten is up to something 

except the little hearts and kiss comment

he hasn’t written much in the chat

oh shit oh shit what is he planning

he truly is a pisces

you know that some epic stuff is about to go down since the cats are with yangyang 

and — what

there’s a large canvas in his room with a piece of cloth to cover it

lord have mercy

he’s bringing the big guns

ten will even hold a little speech on how he got inspiration two weeks ago

only to proceed to unveil the art very shyly

it’s an elaborate pencil drawing standing about as tall as him

immaculately sketched in a realistic way

have a guess what he’s been drawing

exactly right it’s an erotic depiction of you

laying on your back, thighs spread, head thrown back

and to make it mysterious you see more of the legs rather than the crotch area

so whatever or who is giving you pleasure is entirely up to you to imagine to your liking

it’s more about how the person he drew feels lust rather than the onlooker. he drew this for your own enjoyment

he did that very cleverly and classily 

this canvas will be your utmost treasure and get such an intimate spot in your home

it doesn’t take very long until you’re mounting him and get those hips moving in a circle

ten is just full of surprises

you ask if you can photograph the drawing and upload it to the chat

ten is like ohhh!

but why not, now that he thinks about it. he secretly likes praise and visibility for his drawings so much

the post is definitely a success 

lots of exclamation marks and reaction memes for three hours straight

but who would’ve thought otherwise

ten is just massively talented, always on point

and hits the right nerve with his line of work

as your pussy can attest

yukhei is gonna tease in the chat that he heard you in the dorm and that it sounded mega hot wink wink wink

ten writes:

| my tongue hurts 

| let’s do it again next week

| i feel inspired to draw more as well

the chat explodes with hype for another two hours

multiple members come up with their own artistic takes on you

on wednesday kai presents a feral dance he choreographed for the whole morning. showing a representation of what you are to him and what he feels for you

very beautiful

on thursday baekhyun gifts you a deliberately humorous doodle titled mochi mama in the style of i dunno, probably picasso on crack

you have not seen anything like it

it’s gonna make you laugh in sad hours for many days to come

talk about come

baekhyun will have his hands busy in and on you all night

he wants to feel mama mochi and please you and make you smile

try not to climax challenge: failed several times

on friday mark blasts a song he wrote about you as soon as you put your hand bag down in the studio

100% of the lyrics are about how sexy and charming and special you are to him and how infatuated he is and how much he thinks about you all the time and how much you knock him off his feet, and how he has the biggest hots for you, jesus christ

that mark lee canada flow wants to make you fucking nut right then and there

the fandom just got his lit mixtape and he’s already working on another one i guess he sure has enough nsfw inspiration for it

all the more reasons to cum hard on his dick tonight

and make sweet love to that sexy body because mark lee isn’t the only one with the hots

then comes saturday

taeyong day

the tension is rising

you’re at his place

the sweet boo comes to put some chirping fledgelings into a towel on your lap as usual

there’s a big crispy lasagna baking in the oven, dripping with cheese and sauce with the most full-bodied herbal mix ever

damn tasty 

gordon ramsay would rate this particularly well on twitter

honestly man

we all know gordon ramsey would like taeyong’s dishes

the evening passes as it always does

so he didn’t jump on the bandwagon that’s interesting

it’s almost as if the stream didn’t happen or anything

just as you expected

taeyong doing his own thing and being just very consistent makes him so sexy and desirable to you it’s hard to explain

you just like his style of going about things you know

he’s very receptive to your impulses

you figure it’s up to you to make some steps

so when he opens the fridge to pull out a self-made, perfectly swirly vanilla-chocolate vortex pudding that’s just at the right temperature, you can’t help but hit on him like the world is ending 

but as you learned from taeyong’s example: your way

you ask him to open his mouth and maneuver spoon after spoon of pudding into it for him to deliciously savor it

giving him compliments on always making your day along with that

that bowl is empty very fast my loves

and taeyong very happy

oh yeah he was enjoying that

with his eyes closed

oh fuck

the sexual tension could rip the air in half like a mark verse

you decide to sit down on his lap all nonchalant and finish your own pudding... more than suggestively

taeyong is basically holding his breath at this point he’s a puddle

you tell him he can put his hands on your waist if he wants to

no answer needed his fingers are already on their way

you can hear how his heart is approaching a techno music BPM

at this point all you can do anymore is lean in to whisper if he likes to go to the bedroom with you

he can keep the apron on

taeyong tastes deliciously of pudding aye

you roll around in the sheets kissing so heavily

this is pure indulging you just feel how you’re sleeping with a chef

who happens to have the veiniest dick of all time

you’re definitely filled up well

sliding up and down on him deliciously for twenty minutes

really slowly and hugging each other tightly

and saying romantic things

that’s the good life

by the end of the evening the group chat gets a picture of taeyong’s world class lasagna 

and a ‘very random’ shaky picture of your hand in his hair

which baekhyun instantly comments as:

“now tyong knows how great you taste as well 🤓😁🤗“

yukhei agrees wholeheartedly and ten starts making baby don’t stop puns

kai is totally in love with the quality food 

baekhyun voices his interest in making more pictures of that kind with you. you know, hand in the hair, no big deal

kai says hurry up with it hyung, all the hair dye makes you balder every minute

baekhyun reprises his doodling and now draws a couple

it’s mama mochi with byun baldhyun

“this will be the next selca“

glorious

you’re having a damn good time

but later you feel something is going on

the whole week passes and taeyong seems to be brooding

next saturday he has a hard time expressing himself when he comes to your home 

you ask if he’s not comfortable having more sex or if he struggles with the relationship setup

taeyong says it’s not that but can’t explain any further

you go on a whim and ask if it’s a confession he has on his mind

bingo

“taeyong... if you think i’ll judge you for something. remember we’re only doing this since a couple weeks. it’s hard to know how the person really reacts if you don’t know each other inside out“

he is still hesitant

you ask him if it’s something taboo

“yeah...”

you thought so. taeyong is the least basic person you know along with taemin

guess why these two are saved for last my dear readers

you tell him that how he’s in his own lane is what you appreciate him for in the first place, it’s why you’re here with him, you love your duckling chef so much

if he wants a different kind of sex that’s perfectly him

he looks relieved and understood hearing that

and confesses that yeah... he wants to go a little kinkier with you

now you know why taeyong was acting with so much restraint

and put all of his feelings and sensuality into food pretty much

in fact the kinky sex has already started whether you noticed or not

indirectly. as in, the dynamic

truth is he wants to be a service sub

oh yeah lemme introduce you to some new things

service subs like to really cater to their dominants and fulfill their every wish not just in bed, but around the house as well

and there’s even more to it as you will soon discover talking to him about it

an apron is only the start

in case you have been living under a rock

taeyong’s duality is nuts 

he’s a completely shy mega pervert

it’s not a secret that this guy wants hardcore bdsm torture sex

you letting all that aggression loose on him for fucking sport

and being cold to him

with a bit of soft domme action as the perfect balance 

yep 

he wants you to take him out and take care of him at the same time

he’s perfectly aware he’s among the freakier and more deprived members

even ten is just casually freaky and just open for a lot of things. taeyong is deliberate

and pretty deep in the femdom community as far as his browser history is concerned

we all know assertive partners are his thing

but he’s afraid he’ll get you into something that’s a lot of responsibility

you say mister i’m familiar with your interests 

my dear you never made them hard to guess

you tell him it’s no problem for you to give it to him raw

you’ll be doing disgusting things to him that sexy face will straight up drown 

did you know?

our dear boy taeyong loves it when you spit in his mouth and do virgin roleplay

if he asks you to break him don’t be surprised

he wants to release control completely

he goes by all the rules

and i guarantee. when he comes along your dominatrix mood is gonna skyrocket he just brings that shit out in people

his mere naked body is just... how not to go nuts on him how he wants it

long story short tied up taeyong head to toe ends up immortalized as a vertical photograph

the group chat is overwhelming your notifs with wide-eyed emojis and all caps

amping up the game a little more each day are we

without even trying. hell, this just happened

where this is going is gonna be fun

sunday goes down with you grinding yourself all over taemin but you’re both clothed

you grab the back of his neck to lean in for kisses over and over and over

yes kisses are key

if not the favorite thing he does

let this sink in. if taemin overwhelms a little kitty with a hundred thousand smooches, just how kissy is this guy gonna be 

and have fun teasing his erection through his pants

lee taemin a squirmy mess? hell yeah

in classic fashion he will spend the most time of the evening on his knees getting slapped around in several blindfolds, harnesses, and wrist ties

his fantasy finally came true

i repeat what taemin has been dreaming of is reality

thank god for taeyong having you second guess his private tastes. otherwise you would not be on your dom grind now

taemin even goes as far as ordering lingerie for your encounters — to wear himself because he’s taemin

satin and silk blouses he already has in his wardrobe so there’s no shortage

i don’t have to tell you that you can spend hours grinding on his cock in a room full of candles while taemin is in head-to-toe bondage

that’s his idea of a good time and hell you are really treated to perfect eye candy, taemin’s hotness will bring your pleasure to a new level

the group chat will definitely love your photography taken from your sessions

taemin is just an utter no-compromise kinda man to make kinky love with. everything is planned he’s never settling for less than a perfect evening

where both of you really experience the ultimate satisfaction from treating your bodies to the best of clothes and toys and scenarios

give me an amen for taemin being your sunday guy because this legend of a man is your personal church

and his discography is the bible

and cum play is the baptizing my friend

so yeah huh

every day you can look forward to. monday to sunday

and not a day goes by without someone in the chat reminiscing the steamy video you did with lucas

you end up repeating what you wished that day

for everyone to be with you

so you could feel all of them 

and you say maybe it’s time to arrange something 

you’ve gotten to know each of them personally and intimately by now

and integrated them into your personal life

hell when you wake up the first thing you see is ten’s drawing across your bed

or baekhyun’s funny mama mochi art on your phone background

and you start your day literally selecting from a pile of taeyong’s freshly washed and ironed clothing stacks in your wardrobe

sitting at your breakfast table with a bouquet of flowers that kai and jongin brought you

eating food you bought together with lucas

listening to music that mark made especially for you

they’re all in your life together so it’s the right time to make some heated love together

the chat is all down you don’t even have to ask any further

baekhyun volunteers to go about his leader duty to organize the best possible venue and best possible date

cause with superm things do go 100

he asks what kind of atmosphere you have in mind

you say hard and nasty and kinky

which will definitely make the chat interested

and baekhyun was about to rent a huge modern art penthouse in gangnam

you say no need to go that expensive. you just need a large bed, no paparazzi, and an area where you can be loud. sculptures you could care less about

you have yukhei on your team, so that’s a living sculpture already 

it needs a safe haven essentially, with a dark and lusty atmosphere would be so nice

ten steps in saying he has the exact spot you’re looking for 

he has a friend who runs a declining night club in the suburbs, with some pretty attractive and grungy backrooms with plenty of space to fuck

yeah a club is exactly what you’re looking for that’s a good idea

it’s closed on monday so baekhyun and ten arrange a rental just then

of course way in the evening

with the guarantee of nobody else around

baekhyun knows how this rigged game rolls he says they need the club to perform a dance practice, overnight stay, and shooting a music video

which is only a half-lie

not “hey we are super m planning an orgy wanna invite dispatch and tell lee soo man”

regardless ten’s friend is pretty chill and indifferent anyways

and baekhyun’s money is doing the talk

you’ll be guaranteed to be left by yourself

monday evening it is. 

you already have a whole bunch of fantasies to let loose on your boys

and put it all in the chat

yo it’s called brainstorming and it sure has brain in it

you discuss

and it goes down next week 

you encouraged the members to wear what they feel best in, no dress code, no comparison thinking. you want to meet them like you got to know them, each in their favorite expression

taeyong dons a mass onslaught of fetish gear underneath a trench coat, including a fancy collar, lots of hairspray

and latex gloves. shit he’s a freak

baekhyun puts on the coziest clothes he finds and his smol sneakers but they are secretly expensive, his hair is curly and big, he put on a nice scent

kai can’t help but go black suit and lace underneath, you know him

bleach blonde yukhei gets out the tight white tee and smug jeans

creative genius ten goes all out designing his own fashion (!) with paint, he puts on sexy af glasses and goes for his signature ‘cleavage down to the belly’ look underneath a bomber jacket

mark goes for a casual suit but make it swag, with a sleeveless top underneath, yeah those mark arms go crazy 

taemin — picks his most dazzling silver outfit that looks like a rendition of mermaid scales, pointed shoes, princely hair, famous i’m so fabulous

and it’s already starting out sexy in the car before you even arrive 

because this is all gonna be glorious from the first second to the last

baekhyun and kai will do the driving

you have not one but two classy and sexy chauffeurs you hear me

yeah in their shiny black german cars with those sleek comfortable seats

baekhyun, taeyong, ten and lucas are a team

and then you get kai, mark, and taemin, including your group luggage because such a trip needs a lot of things to pack trust me

you’re with team kai on the way to the club and with team baekhyun the way back 

it’s already lit and steamy on your way there

nothing better than getting in the mood held by the greek god arms of none other than lee taemin with mark lee assisting

you’re entirely wrapped up in kissing taemin so passionately, his tongue melts into your mouth like the finest chocolate

thinking about how you were making out last week gets you going even more

as does feeling up his bulge, ugh taemin is so sensual

mark sitting on your other side being eager to attend to your thighs, your waist, your back, your hands, your hair, your stomach

yep

yukhei has been telling him about the wonders of a whole-body massage since you like it so much

mark gets his hands all over you to provide a sexy caress and wow he’s doing it well, giving everything the perfect kind of attention, always asking if you want more of this or more of that

mark loves everything about you and he knows how to make your anticipation become even more intense by dedicating time to all areas generously

you feel like he’s worshipping you head to toe

it’s the way to get turned on

mark has great soft hands and knows your best spots by now

that’s exactly why it was a good idea to sleep with the members individually at first

you could figure it all out in detail and each member could show their style of doing things, and you could teach them

mark has become an expert in skinship

while he’s kissing into your neck whispering revering things to you nobody else would understand

they’re intimate, spicy details from your studio lessons

with a romantic twist even because mark is giving you his entire arsenal, the entire palette

“i’ve been thinking about you so often...”

with jongin driving carefully and taking the lesser frequented roads 

kai is really keeping it together

the maknae backseat party is faithfully photographed by mark who sends it to the other team after taemin and you select the best shots, giggling

your favorite is a bird’s view of your cleavage with taemin kissing right between your breasts, slightly below the sternum

his hair is softly splayed over the area

taeyong and ten reply with heart eyes in the chat

on you go kissing and touching

taemin is so gentle with you and easily accepts your wild licks and bites, leans his head back so you have perfect access to his neck

by the time you arrive at the club’s back entrance, he’s marked up and his lips are mighty used

ruined neck, ruined mouth

taemin’s favorite two accessories to walk into a club with 

including a hard-on

with mark and kai strutting right after, chewing mints

...both getting hard themselves because mark loves your body and jongin has very good ears when it comes to picking up things that happen in the back of his car

and this bitch got a raging libido, so

the best part is everything is prepared

the other team already parked their car there earlier

ten had the keys to every needed lock, showed everyone around, and then baekhyun went into organization overdrive

this is the first time he didn’t clown around to distract from work since debut

if baekhyun ever means serious business... wow

your best boy taeyong has located the perfect backroom that’s shaded inside and neon-lit from the outside

the window’s aren’t particularly low-sitting so that’s a privacy plus

there’s a huge white extra oversized bed with some more great furniture and a sofa landscape

he desinfected everything to a T

and pulled out every utensil you might need from a large black bag

he walked in like he just commited a bank robbery but in reality there’s cutesy pink rope in the bag

oh well

classic taeyong

yukhei sorted and handed out the condoms plus water bottles for everyone

he’s the expert for the basics don’t come at him he’s doing a great job

after you reminding everyone of the safeword 

taemin sits down with you on the bed and you keep kissing

keeping up the flow right there

//

you beckon your lil’ adorable mochi who’s been dying for skinship

baekhyun is so turned on he wastes no time joining

still fully clothed while the other members are about to undress

you actually like baekhyun huddling up against you in his oversized hoodie it’s cute

so hey, change in plans

everyone ditches the protocol and climbs on the bed only without their shoes 

lot of ties and belts to pull them closer to you

you bring all of them together on the bed now

the feeling of having everyone around you is so electrifying, you have to distance from taemin’s seductive lips not to get some kind of adrenaline overdose

jesus this guy is trying to soak your pants like baekhyun forgot to turn off the shower

you get to enjoy five minutes of relaxed massaging from all sides to cool everything down a little

baekhyun and yukhei alternate with kissing you

yum

big plush lips plus a horny tongue

that’s a good combination

kai is definitely setting the pace of how to massage you, and how to move the body while doing so, and what expressions to make 

instead of sitting there awkwardly staring into space

remember? master of courting — that’s kim jongin

even baekhyun follows his example a bit

you’re entering cloud 9 from that whole-body massage

you can tell they’re all dancers. there’s rhythm involved

having the seven of them attend to you at the same time just hits different

that are 14 hands

70 fingers

all in sync with kai’s physical ideas, carefully yet purposefully kneading and stroking 

kai also helps everyone find a good area and makes sure everyone stays away from any precarious or sexy zones

because you’d probably get off from that in the matter of a blink

to be honest you’re already feeling heated you can’t help it

but that’s a good sign you’re definitely feeling this 

and there’s not a single limp dick in this room at this point already

baekhyun being the best people reader all over again manages a seamless transition to some water drinking

so everyone is ready to go

you wish you could do everything at once but decide to get a load of some slow body rolls against you because hell yeah

courting expert kai is sure to oblige, dance god taemin joins right in, and ten completes the holy trinity and hell does he go off

photographer mark on duty again. this moment has to be captured

baekhyun does his mood management magic and encourages ten and taemin to let out their little sounds more

kai he doesn’t have to tell

nor you because you’re already moaning

shit these guys are just too good

these bodies are machines

again bless your xuxi workout sessions

you wouldn’t keep up otherwise

you curse them because your pussy feels creamy way too early

switching to grinding on their bulges is not a better idea because it’s making you even hornier but anyway it’s your favorite activity

yukhei takes time and some effort to get fully hard so that’s a grateful job now

because you can gather yourself

you resort to using your cleavage to stop turning yourself on completely

and then your hands to palm his pants because that’s even more inconspicuous

group sex with superm? hardest early orgasm avoidance challenge EVER

is there some kind of legally accessible viagra for women

there’s no way you could turn yourself off help

you either get the first orgasm out of the way or keep it together to have some suspense in here and see the boys work hard

the decision is clear

time to bring out the toys that taeyong assembled on a table

baekhyun, taemin taeyong and ten are in the down to get tied up in various ways

lucas and kai get blindfolded and get a sexy task from you

slowly humping the mattress just for your viewing pleasure

topless for that matter

no need to ask twice there they go

photographer mark stays free and flexible. it’s always good to have someone outside bondage just in case with such a big group

anyway so you will be busy for sure

the rest of the boys strip down to only their briefs and get a good dose of spanking

ten is definitely moaning the loudest there

taeyong ends up with tied wrists in a prayer position and has his fun getting slapped around by you 

until he’s breathless and smiling to himself with his tongue hanging out

someone got his daily meal of smacking

taemin highly approves 

nobody’s surprised

baekhyun gets a quick and simple upper body rope harness that’s very easy to grip him by

and just to tease him you add some nipple pinches

result: loud baekhyun noises

cute as hell

so that’s how he’s been training himself to reach all those high notes

interesting

taemin, completely naked, has his hands and ankles tied, looking so beautiful all helpless and his cock itching for stimulation

and because taemin’s strange ‘artistic’ kidnapping fantasies that he never stops talking about cannot be ignored he gets a mouth gag for good measure

you know you just roll with their ideas

he’s a simple man that’s all he needs

you decide to put a bigger bondage piece on ten who ends up in a hogtie aka his new favorite place to be in

if there’s one guy who’s flexible like that it’s him

let’s see for how long he can take it

ten likes a challenge

you tell mark exactly what kind of pictures you want of your tied darlings and he’s well-engaged with that task

baekhyun is clinging to you a lot in the meantime

he gets kisses on the mouth 

and your open ear 

because you can tell there’s something on his mind

or rather

his ass is telling him something after you activated it with spanks huh

what does baekhyun want?

baekhyun wants the strap

and the strap he shall get

his time has come

this time the safeword won’t do so tapping yukhei’s thigh is the deal

taeyong’s kinky tool collection has a nice and thick equipment to offer, jet black black straps, jet black dildo, like it’s some kind of secret agent gear

it takes a lot of lube to get it into baekhyun’s tight and tiny ass but what’s new 

he’s not the gaping expert 

and way too busy laughing at the members’ reaction faces so his damn asshole is contracting god dammit

what a brat

next time he gets a toy for prep

only when you grab him by the harness and get into a rhythm, baekhyun throws it back

good boy

kai and xuxi are allowed to take off their blindfolds now because you have a task for them

taeyong’s toy collection features one extra long double-ended dildo, transparent and neither too slim nor too wide

if baekhyun doesn’t have that thing inside his throat i don’t know who

this shit is made for him

and you can tell he’s salivating for that

you tell yukhei to use those big hands to keep baekhyun’s head steady

and oh wonder, his long fingers enclose it perfectly

kai gets to go hard on baekhyun and fulfill his lifetime fantasy that he has had for over a decade now and jerks off to every night:

baekhyun not talking

so while baekhyun’s ass is getting properly stuffed

so is his mouth

kai has no qualms squeezing the toy into baekhyun’s throat a little more roughly

those are some pretty intense choking noises

mark steadily hits the snapshot button

some people go to pound town

baekhyun goes to silicon valley

kai is not afraid to push that thing as far as it can physically go

you’re pleased with how he’s doing it

and with baekhyun’s blowjob abilities anyway

is there a better throat in this industry? probably not 

he’s pretty surprised himself with how much he can take it

that poor ass is getting more than it can handle in the meantime, baekhyun is throbbing and whining

little did you know his prostate is so sensitive and makes his dick leak

such a shame you fully exploit that

you tell yukhei to have baekhyun move his head on his own to get into the rhythm

and get taeyong over to suck on the other end of the toy because oh yeah

let me just say these two are amazing

god bless sm entertainment 

not for any executive decisions

but for their uncanny ability to attract and assemble all the subs

lee taeyong giving head like the rent is due is a sight you need in your life

like everything, he does it roughly and properly

baekhyun is barely even sucking anymore just straight up gagging and seeing stars

because uh-oh here comes a big fat prostate orgasm

mark is clever enough to hit record on his phone

and capture a shaking baekhyun travelling through a whole bunch of universes, at least in his mind 

because that’s how strong his climax is

all he can say is thank you mama mochi and recover from this on his back

kai is satisfied with the result as well because baekhyun managed to not say anything for fifteen minutes

kai never had this much silence in his life

taeyong is still not done sucking the toy off and you let him

never step between a man and his favorite dildo

lucas takes up the task of untying ten who wants to share the other end that’s free now

and mark hands over the camera to kai who films just that

which also means mark is in the mood for you

about time to get some dick

and have taemin watch right next to you

being able to delight in mark’s wonderful technique

doggystyle

which ends up in kai joining 

which causes yukhei to join

and baekhyun to film 

the three are literally queueing while waiting for their turn

you tell them when to pull out and let the other member have you

until mark is riddled with so much suspension, the fifth thrust on his turn ends up in an unexpected hard climax

“oh my god oh my god!“

obviously kai will let loose now and cum as well, accompanied by really breathy groans

yukhei takes his time to make you moan which gives both taeyong and taemin a good show and an untouched orgasm

eventually you get to hear lucas growling his soul out

and kai bickering to pull out already

because it’s time for buffet

after getting rid of his condom, mark has been untying the very resilient ten who’s been in prawn bondage for like half an hour and five minutes now

respect

he and baekhyun team up to eat you out

yeah prepare for a dream team

while mark and kai chill on the other side of the bed

lucas on the other hand still doesn’t have enough and ends up licking your legs with his cock firmly palmed in those big hands

baekhyun and ten are doing the most meanwhile, lapping you up all sloppy

the job of the cameraman goes to a wild taemin who’s undone his safety hook 

he can’t stand this shit anymore he has to join the action instead of lying around in ropes

jeez the guy has the fun of his life playing with filters

silently giggling to himself

until kai finds out that taemin has been putting cat ears on ten and cowboy hats on lucas

kai confiscates the phone from naughty taem and decides to take up that task himself

so taemin can eat you out himself now

alright there are three heads bumping each other between your legs now

and yukhei close-by, currently nibbling at your outer thighs

can you imagine how crowded and crammed that is

you tell mark to get taeyong out of his ties as well

if you’re gonna cum he has to join the party as well

and he will not hesitate my friend

taeyong’s kinky tongue (which can make all kinds of completely unprecedented moves and slurping noises) riles up the other three to put all their effort into this

you order baekhyun and ten to line you left and right of your hips, fingering you from there

and let both taeyong and taemin get you to the point with their tongues at the same time

it’s a busy day innit

the reason is that baekhyun and ten didn’t come but you plan to change that with some dual handjob

baekhyun lets out some pretty hoarse panting noises

(yeah jongin destroyed him with that toy in his mouth for real)

once your hands grip onto their erections, almost automatically baekhyun’s fingers start going crazy on your clit and ten goes mad with his thumb right next to it

yeah he’s kept his rings on this is gonna be a sexy sight

mark and kai retire from their pillows to join at your request

mark kissing you, jongin sucking on your breasts

from this point on things are pretty much just a daze

two tongues two hands? oh shit

four people are trying to make you cum what did you expect

and three other people are licking you all over

yukhei doesn’t even care at this point he’s just straight up kissing your feet

ten is silently groaning it out, he’s pouring his seed into the condom with little twitches in the hip and shoulders

taeyong’s tongue is gonna finish you off, taemin’s lips will make you feel so good, your legs will be a shaking mess in yukhei’s hands

how to even describe this

it’s an explosion of heat and contractions

you’re going fucking crazy from all that head and tongue action god damn

mark definitely has to swallow a lot of your moans all over the place

and taeyong

also swallows

what a god-loving man

your pussy is leaking enough to feed baekhyun as well

who still strokes himself off while he’s cleaning you up with his mouth, oh boy he really developed a lot of stamina

you have your fun telling him to stop jerking himself off

so his orgasm ends up being ruined

those always mess him up

always a nice sight to have him shaking and whining and gasping

you have to roll over at some point before getting overstimulated

phew that takes quite a couple of deliberate breaths

now you have seven hot guys with sopping wet mouths on your hands, looking at you exhausted and infatuated

that’s super m for you

yukhei, man for the basics he is, hands out towels

you really gotta say he’s kept a clear head in all of this except maybe the sudden foot fetish reveal

of course taeyong towels himself down the most he’s basically covered himself with anything he could get his hands on

that face is dripping like his saturday evening lasagnas 

you help clean mark who kinda lost his mind and heart while kissing you, he needs your care a little more now

baekhyun soon snaps back into organization mode and has the brilliant idea to unpack xuxi’s and jongin’s luggage

to have everyone wearing their gigantic hoodies and sweaters

it’s warm in the room anyway but this feels so much cozier

after going to the bathroom

a ball of cuddly guys is snuggled up all aroud you faster than you can think

mark and taeyong are already sleeping they really knocked themselves out

champs

kai finds the completely forgotten phone somewhere in the sheets and turns off what seems to be a 50 minutes video

that’s gonna be fun to watch some time

baekhyun nuzzles himself to sleep against your sweater, right between your breasts

“mochi mama thank...” are his last words before he drifts off to pineapple pizza land or whatever dreamscape is in his head

probably something much dirtier but anyway

lucas and kai steal kisses from you and go off to sort out the room

jesus christ they still have the energy

taeyong’s nasty lil’ toy collection gets cleaned and reassembled, the ropes get coiled up, the towels wander into a washing machine in the other room

whose steady bumping lulls the rest of you to sleep

while taemin, epitome of taste he is, plays his best of hits on low volume with his phone

dozing off between seven guys while “heaven” is playing? 

best thing ever

the rest is history. you’re surrounded by sleepy cuddly sweater men

you actually sleep for a couple hours

dawntime you wake up cozied and sandwiched between yukhei’s tiddies and jongin’s back

which is the most protected, snug place on earth

even a nuclear superweapon couldn’t explode past that spot

they’re fast asleep

giant baby and teddy bear

safeguarding you in unison

ain’t they adorable

baekhyun is awake silently doing pilates, smiling cutely at you when he sees you’re awake, and he gets a big load of kisses i’m telling you

miraculously everything is tidy and smells fresh, and there’s a light soup in the air...

... lee taeyong got up at 6:30.

he was a whirlwind

the group gets to enjoy a 3-course classic korean breakfast 

because taeyong found the club kitchen

what kind of godly entity is this man

how did he do all of this

the club is the cleanest it’s ever been

taking care of 24 people is probably so difficult, this is actually easy to him

you depart in a good mood because damn that soup was restaurant quality and baekhyun had the idea to give you morning head to which everyone joined in

good thing the club has showers

baekhyun is still horny as hell and you want that D(elight) any time of the day 

so you fuck for a bunch of minutes in his car after dropping off the team and they giving you playful winks

you park the car behind xiumin’s house because that’s the most calm place to be

people are sleeping on xiumnin so hard, no paparazzi are around, ever

baekhyun settles there with you smiling

he didn’t sing “get you alone” with no reason

baekhyun needs that one-on-one time with you to ground himself and love you all over again big time

plus you are dying to cum bouncing on him on the driver’s seat 

while he is desperately gripping the steering wheel to have something solid to hold onto

yeah baekhyun is always ready to lose it for ya

it’s literally such a good spot to fuck

he’s strapped in all underneath you and you can see him squirm and get heart eyes from up close

you also love how your thighs meet the fabric of his pants

baekhyun’s tiny lap is already worth a huge nut you love grinding on him

those shapely thighs

with his cock peaking out from underneath his sweater

what his morning head tongue can do, his dick can do twice with ease so time for round two today

glad you have your bag with some utensils

you’re generous with lube on the condom

in fact you love spilling it over his pants a little

it looks like you’ve been squirting on him that’s why

baekhyun is down for your pervy imaginations

and gets even harder

not bad lil’ guy

time to make him moan with the grip of your walls

mochi breathes pretty hard because damn... more dick destruction

you love burying your hands in his sweater at the shoulders and just fucking ride

his hair gets messy, his bedroom gaze is so intense

his ass still hurts from yesterday but it seems to turn him own judging by the high-pitched groans and his begs for you to bounce on him harder

no problem his dick is just made to be ridden

if this wasn’t a high-tech car from the future with carbon and whatnot anybody could hear baekhyun’s um ‘vocals’ from the outside

this is so much fun oh my god

baekhyun releases with his eyes shut and teeth pressed together, his nose is all scrunched up

jesus this one got to him

he drives you to his home with his fingers shaking a little on the steering wheel

literally tapping like they do in his microphone on stage

yep this shook him up

and insatiable byun is now satisfied byun

nothing better than knowing you ruined your cupcake boyfriend in the best of ways

back at his apartment and after some extra carbo hydrate heavy food, as a pre-nap treat you grind on his thighs and his ass because why not

and gyrate him to sleep with his arms and legs stretched in all directions

both of you are still in disbelief that all of this happened

legend has it you’re dreaming of more group sex ideas that night

the next day taemin sends the champagne video to celebrate your first time together

which brings us back to the start

and that’s how it all happened

now you know

congrats on being a lucky girl

related: super m as subs

FINAL NOTE. ah shit i love this dynamic, thank you for reading 🎊

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Dating The Slashers Include

Includes: Bubba Sawyer, John Kramer, Billy Loomis, Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger, Stu Macher, Amanda Young, and Tiffany Valentine

Warning: Slight smut warning for Freddy (but are you shocked?), but mostly just fluff

Dating Bubba Would Include: -Starting off as probably best friends -laughing and walking around a lot together -becoming very close, somewhere in between friends and lovers -you making the first move -maybe by accident -you’d probably be talking to him and Choptop -“Why don’t you ask that guy out?” -“Because I like Bubba, remember.” -“You do?” -luckily, he likes you too -going on a first date -it not being awkward at all -if you go out on the town, you end with a hot cup of tea and new clothes, wanting to get him out of the blood covered apron -back at home, laughing and hand holding, forgetting it was actually a date -you end with a soft kiss -both of you blushing madly -the two of you will sit on a sofa and Bubba mumbles about anything -being the last ones awake -Bubba falling asleep on your shoulder -you are smiling -you also falling asleep, not wanting to wake him up -the next morning, you greet with a kiss, as if it has been done a hundred times already -every night, before bed, cuddling on the sofa and cuddling together -searching for Choptop with him -just to please him -always being amazed at how smart he is even though he can’t talk -he knows everything about you -just on his own way -stroking his hair in a calming manner -always holding hands -quick kisses -favourite place is his room, where you can sit close and lay your head in his lap while in a puddle of happiness -spending holidays with each other -one time by him, one time with you -just being cute together -always thinking of each other -general love and sweetness

Dating John Would Include: -Reading books together in the living room with a blanket draped over you. -Laying your legs on top of his whilst attentively looking over the pages. -Him playfully starting to trace patterns on the bottom of your feet, fully knowing that you’re the most ticklish person ever. -It eventually became a full-on tickle fight. -But when you’re starting to scream for mercy he’ll stop so you can breathe again. -Making traps together as well. -Him giving you tight hugs every time you remind him you love him. -Snuggling into his jigsaw robe. -It kind of smelling like him. -He gives you neck kisses and collarbone kisses and doesn’t matter what kind of kisses… -Cause they’re loving and soft and gentle just like him around you. -He looks at you with sleepy puppy eyes and it melts you every. single. time. -Over all, he is so very happy about being with you. -Because you’re kind and amazing and loving towards him, and he can’t quite understand what you see in him. -But you make sure to remember him, very often, that he’s just as lovable as you. -And he will never appreciate someone more than his beautiful girlfriend/boyfriend.

Dating Billy Would Include: -Him coming up with pick up lines and always strolling up to you casually, looking you up and down, as he bites his lip and says something stupid -Billy dragging you to see a movie he loves -Going to see it with him but him smiling the entire time -Acting up together -You're concentrating on something and he'd look at you and forget to breathe -Nose kisses -Neck kisses -Changing study locations due to the seasons/weather -Quiet 'I love you's' -Cheek kisses -Trips to the kitchen to bring a worrying amount of sweets back to the room -Stu forcing you to share -Having a competition to see who can scream 'I Love You' the loudest -Having a very public relationship -Seeing each other across the hall or corridor and running dramatically into each other's arms and hugging -Stu would tell you off but you could see a twinkle of laughter in his eyes at your escapades -Sudden passionate kisses when you realise you’re alone -'It's been 1 day, 5 hours, 12 minutes and 6 seconds since I’ve seen you' -Comforting him when his dad hurts him -Stu always laughing when he sees him zone out because he's thinking of you -Spending most of your time together -Your family loving him instantly -Warm, comforting hugs to keep each other stable -Sitting in peace, tracing patterns on each other's skin -Having a very goofy relationship -You almost never stop laughing -Cuddling almost constantly -Whispering 'I love you' against your neck as he places soft kisses against it -Playing with his hair -Being the 'It' Couple -Braiding his hair even though it's short so it ends up being multiple little random braids in his hair -Him laying his head on your lap -His HAIR -Soft sighs falling from his lips as you lightly scratch his scalp -Him putting his cold feet on you when you're in bed -You shrieking and kicking him off -Wearing his Ghostface outfit -Double dates with Stu and his dates -You brushing his hair -Him attempting to brush yours -Watching the stars -Lazy days cuddling on the couch -Playing with his hair. A LOT -Putting flowers in his hair -Just loving his hair -"Sometimes I think you're only dating me for my hair" -"I am"

Dating Michael Would Include: -Him being extremely protective over you -No one daring to pick on you because of this -Shy smiles and glances -Believing in him -Him opening up to you and showing you his kind vulnerable side -Sharing secret kisses -Getting unexpected gifts -Him smiling when he sees you wearing his stuff especially his jumpsuit -You bring out the better side of him -Sitting by the couch and leaning on each other -Teaching him out to act out rationally, not on anger -Holding hands in public with your hands locked tightly by your sides -Him getting jealous of other guys and you teasing him about it -You being the big spoon because even though he acts really proud, he likes to be held at night -Sneaking around a lot -Midnight rendezvous -Neck kisses -Him calling you stupid nicknames to annoy you -"How are you, my sugar-drop?" -You hit him on the shoulder and him acting as if it didn't hurt but oh my god it does so much -Lazy Sunday mornings where you just sleep the day away -You wrap your arms around him from behind and hugging him tightly -Waking up to him tracing patterns on your skin with light fingers -Always trusting you with absolutely everything -Lots of giggles -Midnight dates -Deep talks in the middle of the night, either in bed or over anything. Him always playing with your hair -Him always being able to be himself with you -Suggestive grins during class -Sending animal-shaped notes to each other -Him being a perfectionist -So much sarcasm -Him laughing at you when you won't admit that you're a bit jealous of all the female and male attention he receives -You hiding his stuff to tease him -But him not being able to be upset with you -Arguments about minor things but both of you not meaning it seriously -Stolen kisses -Lots and lots of neck kisses -Sneaking into each other's homes -Back rubs -Cuddles

Dating Freddy Would Include: -Sometimes starting conversations but loving the silence of the moment. -At night he never lets you roam around without him. -After he tells you about how everyone hate him, understanding why. -But still doing after and it becomes a thing for you. -Starting to let you in more about his plans. -But carefully -Loving (ssshhh) your curious side and how you wanted to know more about all his slasher friends. -"So If that's the most painful place for a man where is it for a woman?" -"Well aren't you a curious little thing dear." -The other slashers not minding you. -He obviously had told them not to harm you. -You getting along with Chucky after you get to know each other a little more. -"Okay, now I know why he is your favourite. He is really interesting under his arrogance and big ego," you say and Freddy smirks. -"Hey, I heard that f-! " *Freddy looking disapprovingly* "......lovable normie" -Taking a stroll with him in the nightmare realm. -Gripping his hand tightly. -Playing it cool but when a bird scares you, you scream and fall into his arms. -"You know this is kinda ironic right? I can probably harm you more than anything in this forest. " -"Oh hush! " you say. -Kisses in secret places. -(Getting closer sentimentally to you.) -Seeing him battle and win his opponent is a total turn on (Sorry not sorry) -Mostly rough sex -Like taking his time with you -Slowly approaching the pain-pleasure subject especially after he founds out that you like spanking and choking (sorry not sorry again). -Blowjobs for sure. -Like when he is feeling pissed and generally needs to feel like a powerful man you are right there. -You feeling sometimes that he might not do some things because he might not think you are good enough -But he kissed you to shut you up -Talking back to him one day while going to hang out with Bubba and Jason. -Telling him not to blame the others. -Pinning you to the wall. -"Listen to me, dear. You don't tell me what to do. Also, someone has to be blamed." his hands lowering to your waist and leans to your ear. " You have to get used to it love if you want to be with me." his hands slowly trailing up your thighs. "So now shut your pretty mouth because it's not going change anything," he says smirking to you now caressing you. -Sighing and accepting that there is nothing that you can do. Kissing him while he leads you to your room too pissed to be around anywhere now.

Dating Stu Would Include: (Oh look, it’s two Scream imagines)

-where do I even start? He’s a kinky rat, everything to him is a kink -him falling completely in love with you, and never want to see you hurt in any way, especially by himself -he’d spoil the shit out of you -and he’d protect you to death -people would know not to touch you, those who have tried disappear -he’d take you shopping with full security -he’d be the guy waiting outside the change room to tell you how gorgeous and sexy you are when you come out -his hands go anywhere they want to, that’s just him. So if you wear a dress, you can guess where his hands are going -he’s the guy with his arm over your shoulders when you walk -very possessive -rough and VERY kinky sex lets are honest -but he spoils the shit out of you. wait I legitimately already wrote that but it's so true. -he’d love when you sit on his lap -especially with nothing on or in his room ;) -it throws other slashers off because they know to respect you and not look at you too long or Stu will flip and stab them -he’s the guy that can growl that sexy growl when he’s angry -but purr that sexy purr when he’s happy -you like both sounds. so sexy -he’d take you to the most expensive places and buy you the most expensive outfits and jewellery, although some of the outfits can’t even be called outfits ;) -date night is the best -ride or die. -him driving you places and speeding to make you laugh and scream. -rough ‘you’re mine’ kind of kisses -but the way he grips your waist when he kisses you is 100% -I mean, I wouldn't say he would be the best boyfriend, but it would be an experience

Dating Amanda Would Include: (Oh look, another Saw imagine) -Looking out for each other -Playing with her hands -Her being a real getlewoman -Her getting embarrassed and flustered when people ask her how she managed to get an 'an amazing person like you' -You tell her you're the lucky one to have a girl like her -Her getting clumsier when you make her nervous -Smiling when you notice Amanda getting more comfortable in your relationship -Opening up to each other -Meeting John and him adoring you -Her telling you all about her favourite fictional characters and how the pretty ones remind her of you -Her getting you the 'pretty’ characters toys as a gift -Lots of hugs -Her watching you talk, write or anything else -Blushing furiously when you catch her staring -Quick pecks in public at first -Watching anything together while cuddling -Her depending on your emotional support a lot -Light touches -Teasing each other -Amanda going on and on about basically anything and you just listening because you like seeing her happy -Picking a single flower and placing it in your hair -Sweet cheek kisses just whenever -Catching her looking at you and looking down and catching her eye and blushing furiously -Sitting by the lake and doing your work -Helping her out with her rehab sessions -Always standing up for her and vice versa -Spending a lot of time in her room just talking to her -Her heart fluttering all the time when you're around -Warm hugs where neither of you wants to let go -Helping him overcome her drug addiction -Comforting her when she feels useless -Gentle kisses -You aren’t a fan of a few a things she likes but you still listen because the excitement in her voice when she talks about it is so freaking adorable! -Cute nicknames -Spending entire days together -Letting Amanda play with your hair -So many inside jokes -Falling asleep under the stars -Food fights -Reminding her about what she's forgotten -Piggyback rides

Dating Tiffany Would Include: (You already know I freaking love Tiffany so you know this will be a long one) -God, she’s so fucking dramatic. -There would be multiple public declarations of love a week, without a doubt. -Crybaby™ -You’ll be goofing around together and say something jokingly rude, like how annoying she is, or some shit like that -And she’ll just deflate -She’ll start pouting, and a small crease between her eyebrows will appear -So, of course, you feel bad -So you’d take her face between your hands, and just start placing little kisses all over her face -On the cheeks, the nose, the forehead (if you can reach, that is) -After a minute you stop, looking Tiffany in the eyes at last after brushing her curls behind her ears -And they’re just filled with amusement, and she also has a shit-eating grin on her lips -She’d trick you into giving her extra affection because she’s a whiny little baby she loves you so much -So you smack her across the head -After a while, this little trick wouldn’t work, so she’d start finding other ways of getting what she wants -It’s not that you don’t show her enough love, it’s just that she needs excessive amounts -Because Tiffany never does anything halfway -It’s all or nothing -And with her, it’s often all. -She’d always show you off as ‘her girl’ and literally never shut up about you -And at first, people found it cute, because ‘aw, look how in love they are!’ -But now everybody just wants to put duct tape over her mouth -(they all still find you two cute, but, God, does Tiffany ramble) -You’re constantly talking about the future. -“What’d you think our wedding will look like?” -“How many children do you want?” -Pranks. So. Many. Pranks. -You turn it into your own little competition to see who can get the other better. -This was fun until the paranoia set in. -“Why are you looking at me like that..?” -“Because I love you.” -“Tiff….” -“Mmm.” -“What have you done?” -*Cue you chasing her down the house whilst screaming profanities, both of you laughing as you do so* -Her taking you on adventures around the town -She would teach you how to be a sassy bitch -Or, if you already knew how you’d have small games together. -Just you two, one-on-one. -You’d either: A) kick her ass, and she’d insist that she let you win, or B) be so damn terrible, but look so adorable trying that she would let you win - although she’d never make a joke about it, she’d support you and help you get better. -Throwing stuff to each other while the slashers are arguing. -Her aiming the paper so it hits your head, so you decide to make her get in trouble with Freddy -Mean Girls puns. -“You dropped your coffee? Get in, bitch, we’re getting more” -“How dare you!” -Tiffany laughing because of how terrible the jokes are. -Also, just horrible jokes in general. The type that makes you cringe, but also giggles. -Her being so open with you. -This girl will literally share anything with you. No fuss, at all. -She believes that trust is the foundation of every relationship, so why should she keep secrets? -She has so much faith in you, so the thought of you ever telling anyone something private has never even crossed her mind. -She hates it when you’re sad. -It physically pains her to know that you’re hurting. -So she’ll do everything she can to make you happy again. -Want to cry it out? She’ll hold you, murmuring words of comfort as she does so. -Feel like eating away from your problems? She’ll take you down to the kitchen so you can both have as much food as you want. -Just need to let it all out? She’ll take you by the hand and walk you down the lake so you can throw stones into the water. Or she’ll just take you up to the bedroom so you can scream into a pillow until your voice stops working. -Constant physical contact. -Even if it’s just holding hands, or feeling your shoulder brush against her: she likes to know that you’re there, and you’re safe. -Because in such a short amount of time, you’d become so important to her. -And she couldn’t bear to live without you by her side.

[crumblestew]

Okay IDV tumblr let’s discuss...

HELEMARTHA

aka: Helena Adams x Martha Behamfil

This is singlehandedly my favourite idv ship, and the only one I actively think about at any point in time. And I have a few reasons for this!

First of all, I need to put it out there that I have my own very personal interpretation of Helena (I imagine her almost like Crowley from Good Omens in the way she speaks but not quite) regarding her deductions, which I will do a rundown of now to make things more clear.

“Uncontrollable: To become an unprecedented hero, you have to take on many roles which you will only perform once. Father's diary 3: Helena has good ears. I don't know why she would say that.”

“Seize the Moment: Weakness can also be turned into a weapon. I will turn you into a miracle, Helena. A miracle that will never again be replicated.”

1. This has often been interpreted as Helena’s tutor making Helena out to be deaf as well as blind, to create a spectacle of the blind deaf girl who can still navigate using her cane. This would also make sense given her real life inspiration, Helen Keller, was both deaf and blind. I agree with this analysis of it, including her father’s confusion evidenced by the deduction, and this ties directly into the next segment.

2. Helena was intended to be a ‘miracle’, and this deduction always sends a shiver down my spine just thinking about it. My headcanon from this, is that Sullivan became obsessed with the idea of this ‘miracle child’ she was tutoring, and quickly began to sell her to her own father as that. So enamoured by what she’d been made into, he stopped seeing her as her own person, and rather as a miracle. As the deduction states, one that can never again be replicated. This became a constantly draining pressure on Helena to be utterly perfect for the public, one she could not stand as she desperately worked towards a college education. This rightfully created a resentment towards her father and Sullivan, and I headcanon that she left for the manor without telling either of them personally, rather just leaving a note.

This leads us to...

Helena’s arrival at the manor!

When Helena arrives at the manor, the first person she meets is Freddy and they both instantly get off on the wrong foot. Every resident expects her to be soft spoken and quiet, but she is loud, angry, and incredibly assertive. Especially for the time period. This is something I have both deduced from her implied anger issues in another of her deductions (her father mentions her getting irritable and breaking toys), and from her belittling in my own backstory I explained further up. She despises Freddy because she thinks he is incredibly up himself just because he was the first decoder to arrive, and that that’s stupid of him. He in turn, disrespects her over her age, gender and disability, which is all heavily unappreciated by Helena for good reason. However, I am going off on a tangent and should probably get back to my point. If this does well I may do a full Helena headcanons explained one day.

Getting to the goddamn point: Martha

Helena dislikes a majority of her fellow residents of the manor at first, particularly Martha. Martha, the straight laced military girl who expects orders and rules to be followed drives Helena absolutely batshit! Their first match together, Helena gets to infuriated by constant instruction, not liking how Martha has just assigned herself team leader, and angrily turns off her headset so she doesn’t have to listen. Unfortunately, all this means is she can’t communicate with the team and she throws the match. She quickly becomes dreaded by the survivors, nobody wants the grump who hates teamwork and will throw a match based on who’s on her team. In her head, Helena has created a one sided rivalry between herself and Martha, which she holds up in every action of every day. Soon Martha begins to start playing along unintentionally and they have this constant back and forth rivalry between “furious ball of trauma repressed by anger” and “military captain who doesn’t want anyones bs”, much to the amusement and ire of the rest of the survivors. Helena is continuously determined to prove she is as good, if not better at Martha’s job, whilst Martha is tired out by what she simply sees as stupidity.

Here’s where the problems start

Helena just keeps getting more and more reckless, detention rescues, basement at 5 ciphers, actively taunting the Hunter, and eventually it all culminates in one match where everything goes wrong. Helena had, as usual, been giving it way more than she needs to, and Mary was well and truly sick of her cheek. She grabbed her cane and whacked her as hard as she could, sending her flying into a wall and knocking her out entirely. Martha has to carry her out of the gate and she is immediately admitted into the medical ward. After this, a form of mutual respect is established between the two that eases the tension whilst still keeping their dynamic.

Eventually

They begin to actually get closer and one night Helena “borrows” a bottle of Dovlin and Martha decides to join her, after all it sounds fun and she doesn’t have to be totally uptight all the time! Helena begins on a drunken rant about how annoying Martha is as it slowly develops more and more into complimenting her (think along the lines of “you’re annoyingly good at ____”) and it eventually develops into a confession Helena didn’t even know was coming. They wake up the next day curled up into each other on top of Helena’s bed and come to terms with how they feel about the other. Everyone is utterly relieved when they finally get together, Tracy, Naib and Luca in particular saw it coming.

Dynamic!

My main love for this ship comes from the dynamic. I hate how babied Helena is by the fandom, and I believe Martha would come to respect her in her own right as a worthy soldier. She would treat Helena as a normal human, which would at first annoy Helena but would also totally relieve her. She doesn’t have to be a miracle anymore, she just has to be herself for Martha. Because herself is enough.

Wow this was long. Helemartha fans pls interact!

[hardyshoe]

benefits- a roger Taylor series

part nine

warnings- language

taglist- @i-cant-hangout-im-drumming​ @rogerrhqpsody​

a/n: okay loves, im so proud of this chapter so I hope you like it xx

  when roger woke up he didn't find you in bed with him like always and when he ran his hand across the sheets he found your side of the bed warm from where you'd been sleeping. he sighed and pulled himself out of his sleepy state,  eyes bleary with slumber. the floor was cold beneath his feet but the winter sunlight felt crisp on his pale skin.

 roger strolled into the living room of the flat clad only in his stripy pyjama bottoms, he found you there with that one tie die t-shirt impossibly stretched over your belly. at thirty eight weeks pregnant you felt like a beached whale, nothing fit over your stomach except roger largest t shirts and you could never get more than about three or four hours of sleep. you had one hand on your lower back and the other pitched on the swell of your belly while you paced around the kitchen with lightly shut eyes. the sight of you concerned him, you looked like you were in pain. 

“love?” no answer.

he raised his voice ever sol slightly and asked again, ``love, are you okay?”

 you hummed at him and shot him a week smile, only making roger more concerned. when your face turned sour and your eyes screwed up he jumped towards you.

 “sweetheart whats hurting you?” you didn't respond for a minute, holding a hand up to signal that you needed a minute.

“ ‘m fine rog, my back hurts is all” this wasn't uncommon your back had been aching almost constantly for the last couple weeks but this was different, the pain was deeper and isolated completely on your lower back. it had been there since you woke in the middle of the night and had persisted until now, at seven you got up to pace knowing you'd wake roger if you lay in bed much longer. so here you were, feet frozen from the cold floorboards and body all too hot.

“you sure? you don't look fine,” he was still worried and you were still pacing, the books didn't say anything about this.

“I swear I'm good, could you make me something to eat?” you were starved and you probably hadn't walked as much as you just had in about six months. 

“i’m not great at cooking, but I do make a mean burnt toast” he grinned at you and pulled out a chair at the table for you, you chuckled at him.

“sounds lovely.”

 “good because I can't make anything else,” he put two slices in the toaster and took a seat next to you, letting a comfortable silence fall between you. roger knew how uncomfortable you were and hated seeing you in pain but he knew you didn't mind it one bit when the outcome was so lovely.

another wave of pain washed over you and your breathing deepened to laboured sighs, rogers hands gripping yours through a worried look. it was getting worse you thought but really you couldn't be sure and once it was over you were just left with the heavy ache. you dropped rogers hands and opened your eyes again, emptying your lungs in a drawn out sigh.

“what was that?” his voice was laced with concern.

“just my back again” at this point you were a little worried too but at the moment you could handle it.

the toaster popped and you stood up, with a lot of effort.

“ill get it love, don't worry” he pulled his eyes away from you with a lot of effort and pushed his chair back.

“hold that thought Rog,” you looked down and no no surprise you couldn't see past your stomach but you knew what was happening.

roger turned on his heel and stared blankly at you, his eyes raking up and down your body until they stopped on your legs, “I think my waters just broke”

 his eyes shot wide and he darted into into the nursery, fumbling around for the hospital bag. you yelled after him but he was in his own world running from room to room trying to get everything he thought you would need as if he was on a race against the clock. he pulled a grey hoodie over his unbrushed hair and ran back out to you, mumbling something about his keys.

“Roger Taylor would you please calm down,” he stopped and looked at you, he tried to say something but it came out as a jumbled ‘what?’”

“love the babies aren't going to come in five minutes, you don't need to go mad” you chuckled.

“b-but your... don't we need to go?” he looked like a worried child who didn't know what was going on.

 “yes rog we do need to go but theres no need for such a hurry” you took the keys from the side and took the bag from rogers hands to double check it had everything. you started listing off items in your head while roger looked on, still not sure the situation wasn't dire.

 another, what could now be identified as a contraction, ripped through you and halted your movements. both your hand shot to your belly and a string of curses fell trough your lips, “bloody buggering hell that hurts”

roger was right by you, keys and bag in hand trying to comfort you. you gave him a thankful smile and cocked your head towards the door, leading the way out. once in the car roger sped off, definitely breaking the speed limit despite your protests. he kept racing down the streets until a siren started to follow the car.

“fuck, no no we don't have the time for this” he pulled the car over and beat his fists on the wheel.

“roger I told you to slow down! I don't know what you expected,” you were slightly annoyed and just hoped roger would play nice with the police officer.

“sir do you know how fast you were going back there?” the office looked down into the car and you tried to muster a little smile.

“n-no officer look my wife is in labour,” your eyes shot open, did he just say wife? “we really need to get to the hospital”

“right okay, go on then just slow down. congratulations” he looked like he didn't know what to say but wandered off nonetheless. roger started the car back up and ripped off at the same pace as before.

“roger what was that!?” you were stunned and confused.

“what was what love?” 

“roger you called me your wife” he didn't look at you when he next spoke, keeping his eyes on the roads.

“yeah well I was actually going to say something about that, um, look in the glovebox” you clicked the hatch open and rumadged with its contents.

“what am I looking for?” he leant over and pulled something out with one hand.

 you couldn't see what it was and you didn't think you'd ever been more confused. his hand flicked with whatever it was and he jerked the car into a lay-by. he held out the object towards you and raised a brow in your direction.

“I did have a speech but we’re a bit pressed for time,” he chuckled and look deep into your eyes, almost searching for something, “what do you say love? fancy marrying me?”

 you'd have pinched yourself to make sure this was real but at that moment a contraction ripped through you and left you unable to speak. however you nodded through the pain, hot tears in your eyes.

“of course ill marry you” your voice was weak with the ebb of pain but the smile in your eyes was brighter than roger had ever seen.

 he sighed a laugh and pulled your hand over to his, pushing the band of the ring down your finger and kissing where the diamond now sat. taking your into his arms as best he could he kissed you. one day you would have to write a book about the way he kissed you and the way that fireworks seemed to go of all around. the way he held you and the way his eyes never left yours. 

“I love you y/n” he pulled back and placed a hand on your cheek.

“I love you too roger but please for the love of god get me to a hospital, id rather not have these babies in a car.” as happy as you were you could feel the contractions coming on faster and harder.

 he nodded and gunned the car into action, a wild smile gracing his pretty, pink lips. you couldn't help but admire him, his golden hair falling shaggy around his shoulders and his piercing blue eyes focused so steadily on the road. he looked happier than ever before and knowing you caused this brought a warmth to your body. oh what love does a person.

 when you arrived at the hospital they put you in a wheelchair and pushed you to the maternity ward. the hospital was quiet from the private room they put you in and roger had finally stopped panicking, the ecstasy of love running through his veins.

 the pain was excruciating and you were begging for it to stop, it hurt roger more than he could say to see you like this. you were screaming through the contractions and your body was weak from weeks of little sleep. but he was proud of you, oh so very proud, the pain was ruining you but between each wave you look to him and smile or mutter something he couldn't hear. 

 in five hours you were ready to push, the pain so bad you couldn't think and you felt so weak that you didn't think you could do it. but rogers hand never left yours and when you heard a scream from the first baby the pain ceased to matter. baby number two came about two minutes later and both of them were placed on your chest after being cleaned up.

you cried and so did roger, he joined you on the tiny hospital bed and lifted one of the babies into his arms. holding its tiny hand and gazing deep into its eyes, he kissed its forehead and held it like it would break.

“which one is this love?”he looked at you and the two of you laughed, foreheads pressed together and tears running freely.

“thats our little Juliette.” he grinned and waved his fingers upfront of her precious eyes and watched her wriggle about. roger was in love.

 when his gaze drifted to you he found you looking down at the tiny baby boy in your arms with a muddled frown. he looked at the child and saw what you meant with your look, there was a little tuft of curly blonde hair on the top of his head and his eyes where an exact mix of yours and rogers and his mouth had a smile on it.

“y/n are you thinking what I'm thinking?” roger was looking at you now and watching you nod.

“god roger the kids not an Oliver,” you glanced back at the baby and laughed, “he's a freddie.”

“how does that miraculously talented bastard always get his way” you laughed with him and cooed at the babies, feeling more love in that room that you ever would have thought possible.

 you nursed the babies into soft slumber and after a while of watching them you too dozed off. when you were out roger went and made some phone calls, everyone had given a congratulations and a promise of a visit later on. all except Freddie who squealed down the line and said he would come down as soon as he could ‘whether or or not the hospital lets me in in darling’”

 roger returned to the room and took a seat by your bed. he felt numb, numb with the emotions that were coursing through him. he was completely overcome with love and he was a bit overwhelmed. so when baby girl Juliette started fussing he didn't mind her crying, he just started to rock her gently in his arms. she looked so much like you, her eyes and nose where the spitting image of yours but the most striking thing was the way she sounded. when she stopped crying she mumbled away in his arms with a voice that mirrored yours perfectly. he smiled at her and felt a hot tear role down his cheek. 

 Freddie arrived on his own about two hours later with an armful of gifts and a shining grin, he waltzed through the reception and knocked on every door in the maternity ward until he found you. you had woken up and showered while rog fawned over the babies and by the time Freddie arrived you were sat on the old sofa by the hospital window with roger.

 “darlings am I in the right room?” Freddie poked his head round the door and smiled in relief, “you wouldn't believe how many rooms I've been into to find yours”

“Fred why didn't you ask where we were?” roger asked, holding Juliette close to his chest.

“because its not visiting hours, they'd throw me out if they knew I was here,” you laughed and he dropped all his gifts on the bed, “right I want to meet my niece and nephew.”

you ushered him over and had him sit next to you, “that’s baby Juliette.” you nodded over to the baby in rogers arms and saw as Freddie cooed at her, giggling when she squirmed.

 you then held baby boy out to him and placed him in Fred’s arms. “ ...and that is Freddie”

 his whole face lit up, eyes glossing over. “a-are you serious, you named him after me?”

“’course we did, you told us to” he laughed, tears threatening to spill, “and theres no one we would rather our child share a name with than you.”

“god you really do know how to make a man cry don't you?” he laughed and wiped his tears with the hand that wasn't holding the tiny baby, “I am going to spoil this little prince rotten”

 for the rest of the afternoon Freddie never let go of his ‘little prince’, he gave the babies his presents which were mostly baby grows and stuffed animals and doted on the twins like he'd never see them again. the man was a miracle, while he and rog looked after the babies you got in about three hours of sleep before everyone else arrived.

“what do you think they're called?”

“would you please stop shouting”

“i’m not shouting I'm just exited”

 the voices in the corridor were easily identified as your friends, they burst into the room with all the grace of a stampeding elephant. when they noticed the silence they all froze and just looked on at Freddie and Freddie and rog with his darling Juliette.

“hel-” you were quickly cut off by Mary engulfing you in her arms.

“i’m so proud of you y/n!” she pinched your cheek and pulled away with a clap of her hands, “right introduce us”

 you laughed and roger came over to you handing over Juliette and taking the ‘little prince’ from freddie’s arms.

“well my beautiful fiancee an-” roger tried to speak but Mary once again piped up before he could finish.

“fiancee! you're getting married?”

“yes now shut up I wasn’t finished.” he held the baby boy in his arms out towards everyone, “this is Freddie jack Taylor”

 “...and this is Juliette Mary Taylor”

 Mary pointed to herself and gave you a speechless, questioning look.

“yes after you silly. who else?” she squealed and gave you another tight hug, careful of the fragile human in you grasp.

“why jack?” brian asked, flittering his long fingers in front of baby freddie’s face.

“jack Kerouac, rog was reading him when I first met him. its the reason we’re friends” you smiled over at him and he gazed back at you with those beautiful blue eyes. 

 in that moment roger Taylor was happy, and not just joyous. he was utterly and truly, incandescently happy. you could have told him the world was ending and he wouldn't have batted and eyelash, because he had you.

[chibi-honey-cake]

Top 10 favorite preds?

OH, SO YOU HAVE CHOSEN BEARS. Perhaps you didn't know what you were asking, but I am holding back more love for the bears from the Fi.ve Ni.ghts at Fre.ddy's series than is necessarily healthy, I'm sure. So it’s all bears on this list. Please note that these are my interpretations of the characters.

Get ready for Freddy some fancy singer bears because this girl is all about them sharp-dressed preds! [Stick around 'til the end for honorable mentions, a.k.a. If Chibi Wasn't Completely Teddy-Beared] Also beneath the cut because this got STUPID LONG.

10. Nightmare Freddy The only canonical parent. *snicker* I put him this low because despite being what I would call a demon, he's kinda vanilla in my head. He has sharp teeth, claws, a great intimidating aura and sure, he can make you fear for your safety... But in the end, he's careful with those pointy things. (Side note: In most of my writing the Nightmares feed off of fear, which leads to a lot of teasing fearplay with no real harm.)

9. Classic Freddy/Withered Freddy (Hey, they're the same character, shut up) He was my original crush of the series and I'm always going to love the main bear singer. Half of the time I portray him as a soft, charming pred that gently coaxes prey into being eaten and the other half he's a huGE TEASE, grinning and cooing to prey about how filling they'll be squirming in his gut all nice and snug- AAAA! He has the 'suave smile' down pat, I don't know how he does it!

8. Nightmare Fredbear Okay, look. He's intimidating, huge, wide, has sharp teeth, a belly maw, and claws. He is literally made to tower over you and make you question reality, a demon sent to torment... Really, he's a smug, teasing monster that relishes in your nervous stammering and fearful trembling. He wouldn't really harm someone, he's more interested in the fear they exude though. He also borrows some teleport powers from both being a Nightmare and a copy of Golden Freddy, so sometimes he'll appear behind you with that big, toothy, smug-jerk grin until your skin crawls enough to notice him... Or his belly rumbles ravenously right behind your head. And his tummy is LOUD when you're outside, let alone inside...

7. Lefty Okay, Lefty's a little hard to explain. He's calm and gentle in his daily life performing alongside the Rockstar models, sometimes even more slow and quiet. He likes to watch others more than participate, opting to stare. Sure, maybe he's just shy... Or maybe he's calculating the best place to catch you by yourself. Most of the time though, he's more concerned with the health of those around him. If he thinks you're pushing yourself too hard, he'll gently make sure you'll take a break. He'll shush prey as he holds them carefully inside, reassuring them. Often he will activate his inner music box to soothe his prey to sleep. He just wants you to take a nap- in his belly~

6. Shadow Freddy/Phantom Freddy Okay yes, two different characters, but I treat them more like brothers or duplicates of one another. They act almost the same, so I'm cheating shut up. Phantom Freddy is a ghost, obviously, and Shadow Freddy is a shadow entity, again obviously. They are both non-verbal most of the time when I write for them, opting instead to nudge and gesture (and tease like the dickens in a one-sided conversation). But they purr loud to let you know if they're enjoying themselves.Since they are both beings made of energy, that's what they need to maintain their forms. They just 'borrow' some liveliness from their prey, which leaves the prey a little drained afterward. But that's something that can be solved with a nap and some snacks~ Some friendly warnings- since they are not really physically solid, they're known for surprising prey. They love hugs, both outside- and inside. It depends on the day whether they are going to swallow prey- or just absorb them into their bodies. But it's like floating in cool air- you're okay with that, right?

5. Molten Freddy I have so many feels for my poor, unraveled boy... He's gone through a lot, stuck in a long, snaky coily body by himself, but he still has such a sweet demeanor! His mass appears so much bigger now that his endoskeleton has come undone, Molten Freddy can control all of his coils separately. He's starved for attention and if someone shows the slightest empathy to him, he latches onto them hard. He's so fond of hugs that he'll hold prey with his coils and call them sweet names until they fluster bright red. Then he'll wrap them up and swallow them slowly, purring as he works them down deeper into his metal-cable body for long, internal hugs... Bear with snake body, yeth~

4. Nightmare Okay, so Nightmare Fredbear? Just- magnify all of that. Like, 2000% magnification. Nightmare is what his name suggests: a literal embodiment of nightmares. His teasing can get rough, borderline possessive sometimes. When he feels he's going overboard in terrorizing his prey, he'll subtly ease back. But let's face it, it's easy to go overboard when you're... well, basically the King of Fearplay. He can be a pushy jerk, being the leader of the Nighmares means he calls a lot of the shots... But if you know him well enough, he'll reveal more of his true self and become easier to deal with. He'll be your huge, intimidating back-up with an army of nightmares at his command- no one will mess with you again. But when faced with his insatiable appetite, it means that you'll be dealing with his belly maw more often than his fear-inspiring appearance.

3. Fredbear/Golden Freddy/Withered Golden Freddy (Again, same character) Ah, a wonderful golden bear! He has such versatility since you see him in so many eras! As a younger bear, he was more polite and reserved. As the years wore on, he began to get more... sloppy, for lack of a better term. His politeness wore down and he became less reserved, starting to be more teasing and smug. By the time the first game started, he was a grinning, teleporting menace. He loves to spook prey by appearing behind them, then pinning them against the wall to fluster the daylights out of them with his ravenous appetite. "I've been empty for so long... Could you help me with that~?" He can get possessive over his prey occasionally, and he loves nothing more than lounging around with a squirming belly full of delicious prey.

2. Funtime Freddy The excitable boy, despite being my main F/O, number two on the list of favorite preds? *gasp* Okay so I LOVE Funtime Freddy so much, it's not funny. ...There's a pun in there somewhere. Hm. He's such a silly bear, so full of energy! He's bouncy and giggly most of the time, always ready and glad to spend time with someone! There's only one problem... He also burns a lot of energy and his tummy often reminds him to eat with sudden, sharp growling. And when your hunger is that fast and demanding... Oftentimes the best food source is his tasty prey friend literally right next to him! Hope the prey doesn't mind the sudden change of scenery! He has an issue with going too fast out of eagerness to fill his tummy, so sometimes he'll give himself a tummyache. Guess the prey better get to work soothing their big pal's tum, huh?

1. Toy Freddy That's right, my soft boy~ He's such a nervous, fretting bear that needs some soft reassurance and hugs. Good thing he's already soft and plush, ready for someone to soothe his nerves. He's extremely polite and reserved, never wanting to impose or bother others... But sometimes his tummy speaks up for him. If he's hungry, he cannot stop the starved rumbling of his empty tummy and he will be so flustered about it! Apologizing, stammering, trying to subtly rub his tum to calm it down (not knowing it's doing the opposite), he's a flushed, famished mess. Most of the time it takes a prey offering themselves up for Toy Freddy to eat them and he'll constantly ask, "Are you sure?" He goes slow to ensure prey's comfort and because he absolutely must savor their flavor, thanking them gratefully as his belly accepts its treat with loud approval. (But if the prey is oblivious and his hunger gnaws too hard for too long, he might snap and stuff the prey into his mouth. He'd apologize profusely after he'd gulped them down, ashamed at his own behaviour. Don't drive the poor soft boi to those measures...)

[Sorry, Rockstar Freddy. Your politeness, smooth compliments, and offers of 'substitute payment' weren't enough to get you on the list. I'll make it up to you later.]

Okay so, here for the honorable mentions now? Unfortunately, I haven't really branched out very far beyond these bears when it comes to noms, but here's a few I've experimented with or am thinking of experimenting with.

King Dedede (from Kir.by) - He's such a glutton, though! He's kind of bossy and definitely greedy for food, but oh well lunch isn't for another ten minutes so his servant or guest might just have to do until then! It may be sudden and lunch may end up joining you, but at least his belly is pretty spacious! He's a kind pred behind closed doors where no one can see his nice side, happily holding prey inside. And he'll definitely let you out later, just... keep squirming, your king demands it~

Globox (from Ra.yman) - A huge, plump frog-like friend! He literally eats stuff to store it repeatedly in Rayman 2 and (although I haven't played it yet) in Rayman 3, I think Globox accidentally swallows the bad guy and the whole plot is about getting them out? I wonder why there's not more content of him out there, he's positively MADE for this community, lol.

King K.Rool (from Don.key Ko.ng 64) - Okay so, lemme call myself out. Past Chibi, who didn't know what vore was at the tender age of 10, had a fascination with the villain of DK64. -And had daydreams of causing trouble with my friends the Kongs only to be captured and eaten by K.Rool as an act of punishment against the Kongs? Didn't know why I liked that thought, but I just- kept coming back to it! Now I know why! Considering how H U G E he is compared to the Kongs in that last boss fight, um... G/t vore? Haha!

Slimes (from Sli.me Ran.cher)- We knew this was coming. Considering the very nature of our ranching-of-slimy-friends game, I couldn't help but think of plenty of pred and prey scenarios. But the best pred scenario I can think of is an inexperienced rancher coming across a gordo slime (which is a ton of slimes congealed into a larger one). Of course they're a dumb-bucket and decide to poke it when their vac-pac doesn't work, which leads to them getting stuck and sucked into the sticky, slimy mess. When they get free somehow, they embarrassingly admit it to another rancher who laughs. "Oh, that happens to everyone once."

TL:DR- Chibi has EXTREME CRUSH on several dapper bears and very clearly has a pred type [taller, larger, and stronger than her].

[sandalaris]

director's commentary for That Pound of Flesh You Owe because i'm obsessed :P -- but also these lines if we're being specific: "She does that to him, mixes up guilt and shame and curiosity within him, like she’s full of all the answers while he hasn’t yet earned the right to the questions." & "He’s always been better at surrender." my fave lines!! XD

Thanks! XD And thanks for sending me the prompt on them! I loved getting a chance to write this!

I kind of sliced out pieces of the ficlet to comment on, if you don’t mind. :)

One thing I knew is that I didn’t want her to be was gentle. There is way too much baggage between them, and your prompt included “hatefucking” and that is such a thing I feel like could work with them that I just went “yes” and used that as my jumping off point.

He can feel her teeth, human and blunt, against the closed press of their lips

I feel like culebras would have a thing when it comes to teeth (their own are tied to everything from fighting to reproduction), a sort of noting of them that happens more often than a human does. But that line also plays into the fact that this is about the other side of passion, desire rooted in a harder, angrier source. I almost had her bite him as another way of trying to hurt him, but I think the fact that he is culebra, and their much more complicated interpretation of biting, would’ve made her decide against it. Maybe if I ever write that longer enemies-with-complicated-feelings-who-fuck fic about them that’s been floating in my head I’ll explore the concept of biting between them.

...she all but hauls him closer, one hand fisted in the collar of his shirt while the other cuts half-moons into his skin. He wonders if she’s trying to draw blood, slice into him the way he did her over a year ago. Something shivers in anticipation in his chest at the thought and his feet stumble after her as she falls back a step.

... Richie’s hand comes up to rest against the side of her ribs in an futile effort to steady her before she slaps it away, brows drawn in a glare like he tried to take liberties, and maybe he did. Maybe killing her old man gave her the keys to this song and dance of theirs, leaving him groping in the dark for the rules and edges.

Dakota is very much driving things, very much in control of what is happening between them. And yeah, she is trying to hurt him, at least a little. This is about her in her mind, her and her messed up feelings about him and what he has done to her and her family. (And that includes Freddie.) And I only touched on it, but Richie kind of wants her to hurt him here. There’s a certain thrill to it, in part because he hurt her before and in part because she’s human.

... he looks at her, studies that unforgiving flint in her gaze and the special brand of defiance in the tilt of her jaw, and wonders.

Why are you here? he wants to ask, wants to form the words and make the demand into the empty space between them.

Random factoid: This was actually where I first started the fic, with him wondering why she was there and what she wanted, because I can never write things in order.

There’s an odd almost power play underlining this (”almost,” because Richie isn’t trying for more here) and the fact that he doesn’t ask, doesn’t speak because she said not to, and that she doesn’t want him to speak, plays into that. Or maybe its better to say there’s a clear dominant party here, and that they both know who that is.

She does that to him, mixes up guilt and shame and curiosity within him, like she’s full of all the answers while he hasn’t yet earned the right to the questions. He should hate it, being the type of man that he is. Should, but doesn't.

Excuse the rambley mess: So much of those lines comes from how I see Richie and the mindset I think Dakota would be in to start something like this with him.

Part of this is rooted in the fact that Richie is often shown on screen wanting/needing things contradictory to what he thinks and says he wants/needs, which is a whole meta in and of itself so I won’t dive too deeply into here. He has an interesting relationship with guilt to begin with before adding his suddenly being faced with the consequences and results of his actions. Some of what he did without reaction/remorse before the Twister he becomes all torn up about later, and while I don’t think he’d ever reach Monica level of guilt over Earl (the whole cop vs criminal aspect, plus it being an act of survival in his mind), I do think he felt no small amount of regret towards Dakota. Although that’s different from Monica too, because he feels guilt not over killing Earl but rather over how Dakota was hurt by his taking her dad from her. And he focuses on her in season three (at least when she’s around), at least in part because he thinks he owes her. And he does, but I don’t he realizes he can’t actually pay her back, that he won’t ever really make up for what he did. But he was drawn to her from the beginning and that didn’t really change once she revealed herself to be Earl’s daughter.

And then there’s Dakota and her own complicated feelings towards him (as well as a healthy dose of confusion), and her blatant refusal to make things easy for him. She’s not going to explain the nature of human behavior to him, isn’t going to stop and worry about what he’s thinking about why she’s doing what she’s doing (and he picks up on that). She has her own intelligence, and its very different from Richie’s (not sure if the show ever confirmed her truly being a psychologist or if that was just a ruse, but it’s possible she does have a degree in human behavior) and her motivation is murky to him at best.

Anyways, all that came together in my head so I could basically say Richie is mess of emotions when it comes to Dakota and that only makes him drawn to her more.

He settles for the grasping at the hem of her denim jacket, bunching the material up almost questioningly but she doesn’t push him away...

...Her hand comes up to grasp his chin, yanking downward on his jaw and forcing an entrance for the sharp thrust of her tongue, and he gives in with a twisted thrill.

More of their clear cut roles here, definitely some hits of sub/domme undertones and where they would fall in those categories. And Dakota isn’t asking, she is going to take what she wants here and if Richie doesn’t like it he can walk away.

...hands dropping to the wrinkled collar of his shirt and yanking him down again, hard enough he feels the button at his throat give with a muted snap...

I don’t know why, but I was very determined that Dakota was going to snap a button on Richie’s shirt. Specifically that top one he always keeps closed. She was going to do it, and I just had to figure out when.

He’s always been better at surrender.

I will argue until the cow’s come home that Richie is a naturally born follower. Which plays into his submissive tendencies in this ficlet. Richie is constantly putting himself under other people’s control/power. Even when given power, something he claims he wants, he immediately turns around and gives it up to someone else. Despite what he thinks, he does not actually want to be in charge, and he shows that in his constant surrendering to others’ authority over him.

And I’m really glad you liked the final line, because I almost deleted it when I first typed it out because I feared it might sound too cheesy.

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ship meme thing for allllllla our ships xoxo orumad

omg  the  whole  SQUAD  let’s  fuckin  DO  THIS  !!!   @orumad

who is the most affectionate ?

cilla  and  daisy  are  EXTREMELY  affectionate,  they  just  love  holding  hands,  kissing,  just  being  close.  mick  loves  having  his  arm  around  del’s  waist,  and  he  gets  progressively  more  affectionate  as  the  drinks  go  around.  pru  is  affectionate  with  bee  in  a  very  Horny  Girl  way  24  /  7  so  her  affection  actually  becomes  very  sweet  when  she’s  drunk  /  high.  we’re  not  at  all  surprised  that  caia  and  lauren  are  the  queens  of  affection,  but  mostly  to  each  other.

big spoon  /  little spoon ?

considering  that  she’s  a  vampire,  elliot  needs  SOMETHING  to  feel  like  a  Big  Man  (  ugh,  boys  )  so  he’s  def  got  big  spoon  energy.  liam’s  big  spoon,  but  he’s  always  poking  fern’s  back.  romy  is  big  spoon  for  molly,  but  that’s  probably  an  ego  thing  because  she  def  bottoms.  WHY  am  i  soft  about  duffy  platonically  cuddling  vee  their  whole  lives  until  one  day  it  doesn’t  feel  Very  Friendly  ?  big  soft.

favorite non - sexual activity ?

hunting  sport  (  re:  stupid  humans  )  for  gid  and  rome,  but  at  some  point,  that  turns  a  lil  sexual.  before  he  got  swept  up  into  work,  grady  loved  watching  tracy / hepburn  films  with  cecile.  liam  and  fern  genuinely  loving  jamming  and  shit  talking  together,  cilla  and  henry  love  spontaneous  date  nights,  emmy  and  dom  drink  and  plot  together  that’s  almost  foreplay.  emile  and  marilyn  taunt  each  other  mercilessly,  but  they  really  do  enjoy  getting  to know  one  another  without  that  pressure.  camille  and  emile  are  the  masters of  non  sexual  intimacy,  so  they’ll  just  stare  at  the  sky  or  make  more  awful  bets  with  one  another.

who is most likely to carry the other ?

Big  Ivor  carries  Little  Cecile  and  yes,  we  love  it  !  dusty  probably  carries  vee  and  lucas  around  constantly.  in  a  sad  way,  molly’s  probably  carried  romy  out  of  many  bars  :(  johnny  drags  cam’s  tiny  ass  out  of  clubs,  sadie  and  del  are  both  going  Through  It  so  they  carry  each  other  out  of  many  los  angeles  night  clubs  where  they’ve  started  shit  and  don’t  want  to  deal  with  it.

what is their favorite feature of their partner’s ?

gideon  fully  believes  that  rome  is  the  most  beautiful  creation  of  all  time,  though  he’d  fuck  himself  with  a  chainsaw  before  ever  acknowledging  it  aloud.  hannah  is  genuinely  attracted  to  freddie’s  inherent  goodness  and  idk,  probably  feels  some  connection  with  that  sort  of  brokenness,  too.   pru  loves  bee’s  nose  and  will  do  the  bradley  cooper  nose  touch  thing  from  a  star  is  born  when  she’s  drunk,  probs  to  bee’s  annoyance.  jack  literally  believes  is  kimber  is  SO  fucking  cute  and  wonderful,  it  aches  her.  mick  is  obvs  taken  with  the  eyes  AND  the  boobs.  call   it  fucked,  but  emmy  loves  when  dom  goes  ice  cold  on  someone  ---  just  not  HER.

what’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other ?

johnny  and  cameron  likely  bickered  more  often  and  tbh,  i  feel  like  one  mick  realized  he  had  legit  feelings  for  delphine,  he  acted  super  weird  and  the  whole  family  noticed.  fern  was  probably  very  gentle  about  it  but  liam  went  full  tf  is  up  with  you,  kid  ?  cameron  and  freddie  always  inherently  had  feelings  for  one  another,  so  it  was  just  there  from  the  get  go.  

nicknames  ?  and  if  so,  how  did  they  originate  ?

most  of  the  nicknames  are  just  ones  everyone  sort  of  had  growing  up  ?  pru,  bee,  vee,  mickey,  duffy,  del,  etc.  like,  i  don’t  know  if  any  nicknames  are  singular  to  any  particular  ship  tbh  they’re  free  for  everyone.

who worries the most ?

fern  worries  about  liam  more  than  she  lets  on  and  it’s  probably  her  inner  saboteur  that  has  her  cope  with  that  by  drinking  with  ethan.  gideon  worries  about  lauren  CONSTANTLY,  because  he’d  legit  die  if  anything  happened  to  her  or  caia.  he  doesn’t  worry  about  rome  necessarily,  but  he  gets  wind  of  her  endeavors  without  him  and  hopes  she’s  staying  safe.  jack  wonders  if  she’s  going  to  fall  into  old  habits  the  longer  she’s  around  pru,  del,  and  co.,  so  she’s  worried  about  disappointing  /  hurting  kimber  because  of  that.  arlo  knows  coco  has  her  shit  together,  but  he  can’t  help  but  worry  !!!  she  doesn’t  need  his  concern  and  he  knows  she  can  handle  herself  but  he  does  !!  want  to  help  !!

who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant ?

bee  probably  remembers  the  food  at  fancy  restaurants  that  don’t  make  pru gag,  so  she  always  reminds  her  what  to  get  ;  dom  can  be  upsettingly  charming  when  he  remembers  what  daisy’s  favorite  dessert  is,  and  she’s  never  convincing  when  she  pretends  to  be  annoyed  that  he’s  already  ordered  it.  on  the  flip  side,  emmy’s  known  dom’s  drink  order  since  they  were  sixteen.  grady  remembers  the  gist  of  cecile’s  favorite,  but  ivor’s  always  the  one  who  rushes  to  the  kitchen  to  let  the  chef  know  exactly  what  her  preference  is.  simon  has  em’s  thai  takeout  order  MEMORIZED.

who tops ?

shocked  to  learn  that  bee  wasn’t  kidding  about  the  occasional  topping  !  though  daphne  def  topped  her.  mick  physically  tops,  del  does  it  emotionally.  molly  tops  romy  which  is  amazing  for  their  height  difference,  and  olivia  and  esme  def  battle  it  out  every  time,  LOVE  that  for  them.

who initiates kisses ?

cilla  is  big  on  kissing  often,  so  henry  tends  to  arrive  at  parties  with  some  trace  of  her  lipstick  on  him  every  time.  with  everything  going  on  in  the  press,  dom  and  emmy  are  wise  to  play  up  their  affection,  but  behind  closed  doors,  he’s  definitely  the  one  to  initiate.  dusty  probably  drunk  kisses  lucas  every  time  and  it’s  just  never  mentioned  ever  again.  jack’s  horny  on  main,  so  she’s  always  all  over  kimber.  meg  initiates  kisses  often,  though  mostly  as  a  power play.

who reaches for the other’s hand first?

cameron,  always.  johnny,  freddie,  cecile,  etc  ---  doesn’t  matter,  she’s  holding  their  hand.  duffy  gets  VERY  excited  about  holding  vee’s  hand,  so  he  tries  it  often.  jimmy  probably  tried  to  hold  sadie’s  hand  once  and  she  elbowed  him,  but  caia  loves  all  form  of  affection,  so  she  got  very  flustered  when  he  first  grabbed  hers.  simon’s  learned  to  place  a  hand  at  the  small  of  em’s  back  when  they  attend  events  together.

who kisses the hardest ?

unless  she’s  drunk,  pru  has  no  idea  how  to  be  soft  so  she’s  always  kissing  with  a  bigger  plan  in  mind.  liam  probs  kisses  rough,  too.  simon’s  big  on  heady  kisses,  and  if  ivor  ever  gets  the  chance,  HELL  YEAH.

who wakes up first ?

cilla’s  only  an  early  riser  if  she  hasn’t  gone  to  bed,  so  henry’s  usually  the  one  trying  to  make  sure  she’s  up  before  noon.  dom’s  always  up  early,  and  while  daisy  was  the  type  to  mumble  sweetly  for  him  to  stay  longer,  emmy  usually  doesn’t  stir  unless  she  wakes  up  in   a  Mood  and  pulls  at  him  to  stay  behind.  bee’s  always  up  before  pru,  and  pru  thinks  that’s  a  complete  crime.

who wants to stay in bed just a little longer ?

gideon  obvs  doesn’t  sleep,  but  when  he  allows  himself  to  rest,  he  demands  WEEKS  of  going  undisturbed,  so  imagine  a  pale,  lonely  freak  vampire  sitting  in  the  woods  and  staring  at  the  sky  motionless  basically.  meg,  unlike  bee,  happily  sleeps  in  late  and  takes  her  sweet  fucking  time  to  do  it,  though  with  sid  she  always  skips  out  before  morning.  ivy  doesn’t  believe  in  anything  before  one  pm,  so  surprise  surprise  that  nora  started  suggesting  breakfast  dates  for  nik.

who says i love you first ?

since  they’re  all  stupid  soft,  gonna  go  out  on  a  limb  and  assume  it  was  mostly  mine  idiots  who  said  it  first.  except  for  obvious  ones  like  sadie,  who  ran  to  the  hills,  and  gideon,  who  believes  love  is  too  weak  to  encompass  it.

who tells their family/friends about their relationship first ?

listen  EVERY  CHARACTER  IN  EVERY  GENERATION  IS  TOO  CLOSE  so  nobody  needed  to  be  told.  someone  gets  together,  and  by  the  time  they  home,  the  information  has  fully  been  spread.  

what do their family/friends think of their relationship ?

each  ship  has  their  own pros  and  cons,  and  while  certain  people  have  LOUDER  opinions  (  fern  loves  bee,  doesn’t  understand  why  pru  let  her  go  ;  if  cameron  were  alive,  she’d  be  politely  and  quietly  apprehensive  about  camille’s  friendship  with  clem’s  son, the  same  with  daisy  and  henry  /  cilla,  etc.  )   but  it’s  usually  either  we  hate  this  (  meg  @  pru/bee,  sadie  @  mick/sadie  )  or  we  love  this   (  fern  @  pru/bee,  mick  @  jimmy/caia,  dusty  @  duffy/vee  )

who is more likely to start dancing with the other ?

lauren’s  always  the  one  who  gets  elliot  dancing,  grady  would’ve  sat  in  the  corner  at  his  own  wedding  if  not  for  cecile  while  simon  LOVES  to  dance  and  always  guides  em  and  asha  out  to  the  floor.  pearl  will  pull  ANYONE  out  to  dance  with  her.

who cooks more/who is better at cooking ?

cameron  is  a  horrible  cook  and  has  set  freddie  and  johnny’s  respective  kitchens  ablaze  many  times,  marilyn  has  specialty  dishes  but  she’s  too  lazy  to  cook  often.  ivor  knows  the  basic,  but  he  whips  them  up  for  cecile.  nora’s  excellent  at  cooking,  but  for  some  reason,  only  nik  and  coco  have  ever  tried  it.  

who comes up with cheesy pick up lines ?

simon  is  often  too  hetero  for  his  own  good.  clementine  is  guilty  of  this,  too,  but  she’s  cute  enough  to  get  away  with.

who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times ?

BIG  ROME  AND  GIDEON  ENERGY.  also  big  dom  and  emmy /  daisy  energy.  jack  and  kimber  are  definitely  guilty  of  this,  too.  jules  probably  whispered  something  indecent  to  bella  at  cecile’s  wake  (  big  ow  typing  that  !  )  and  it  made  bella  feel  so  normal  for  five  seconds  that  she  was  sort  of  always  endeared  after  that.

who needs more assurance ?

given  their  history,  hannah  and  freddie  need  a  lot  of  reassurance  from  each  other.  that  was  obviously  a  problem  for  mick  and  look  how  THAT  turned  out.  immediately  post  rehab  romy  needed  a  lot  of  validation  from  molly,  which  became  messy.

what would be their theme song ?

MOST  OF  THEM  HAVE  SOUNDTRACKS  AND  SONGS  BUT  THERE  ARE  A  LIL  TOO  MANY !!!!!!

who would sing to their child back to sleep ?

cameron  could  NOT  sing,  but  did  it  all  the  time  for  daisy  and  henry,  so  bless  freddie’s  patience.  fern  walked  in  on  liam  softy  singing  one  of  his  inappropriate  songs  to  pru  once  and  loved  it,  a  la  baby  emma  and  baby  got  back.  duffy  does  this  constantly  for  his  daughter,  and  vee’s  definitely  caught  him  a  few  times.  emmy  would  never  sing,  but  she  def  played  medieval  choir  music  over  bastien’s  baby  monitor  and  dom  was  full  ????  over  this.

what do they do when they’re away from each other ?

most  of  the  time  they  literally  do  not  shut  up  about  the  other  person,  for  better  or  worse.  or  it’s  messy  and  they  don’t  consider  them  enough.  it’s  VERY  one  or  another,  which never  turns  out  well.

one headcanon about this otp that breaks your heart.

AGAIN  too  many  to  choose  from  but  the  way  we  wrote  charlie  out  and  put  johnny  in  as  daisy’s  father  ?  astounding,  10  /  10  because  that  works  a  little  TOO  well  for  the  dynamics  that  played  out  with  gen  two  and  makes  cam’s  death  hit  a  little  HARDER.  also  we’ve  been saying  this  for  years  but  ivor  /  dom  interaction  pls.  the  scandal  of  it  all.  

one headcanon about this otp that mends it.     

soft  concept  is  the scooby  gang  (  there’s  no  freddie,  just  gay  daphne,  a  shaggy  and  scooby,  and  velma  )  having  elaborate  halloween  plans  every  year,  even  if  it’s  just  to  have  a  movie  marathon.  costumes  are  often  required,  and  dusty  LOVES  some  good  riddles,  so  she’ll  get  every  stoned  and  hide  clues  around  the  apartment  that  lead  to  the  snacks.

[writingismyhappytime]

Happy Birthday, (Y/N)!

Ryan sitkowski x reader 

Warnings: language, fluff

A/N: happy birthday @ryansitkowskiswifey

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dear (Y/N), happy birthday to you!" A chorus of people sing as you lean over the table, holding your hair back as you prepare to blow out the candles on your birthday cake.

It's nice to have everyone gathered around to celebrate your special day, you haven't had a surprise party... well, ever if you're thinking about it. The fact they put so much effort forth for you means a lot, mostly because you're not sure how they found out. You didn't tell anyone, you didn't want to make a fuss about it.

"Thank all of you guys for doing this," you say, knowing your face is hot. It's embarrassing and endearing at the same time, and you adore the cake frosted in your favorite color, a dozen candles burning on the top providing the only light in the small room.

All your friends are gathered about --- or at least the friends you've made in the past few months. It was a last minute decision to pop on tour with Motionless in White, but you're glad you did it. You've been working on and off with these guys for years, so you know them fairly well and you're comfortable with them... still, sharing such a confined space with the band and all of their techs and the like was a new learning curve. You really get to know people when you're all trapped together in a moving tin can for hours on end, and the only place you can go for privacy is a tiny bathroom or your bunk with a blackout curtain.

It's sweet they'd do this for you, although everyone gathered around the table on the tour bus is sort of smothering. The bus is rumbling, the guys haven't been done with their show very long so you know they must be tired, but they still made time for you. You give them all a bright smile before you lean forward, making your wish and blowing out the candles.

The bus is immediately sent into darkness as everyone cheers and claps, and you lean up happily as someone flicks the lights back on. Your eyes focus on the man standing directly across from you before flicking away, feeling your cheeks grow even warmer. It's so easy for your gaze to find his, it's automatic, like you're drawn to each other.

You're not sure what's so different now compared to before, but it's as if something has just... clicked. When you shook hands with him the first time, his warm fingers grasping yours,  your eyes had met --- why did it seem like you were seeing him for the first time? His black hair was short, a cap tugged low over his forehead, the sun reflecting off his piercings. He didn't look any different than how you'd seen him before, but he was different.

"Did you make a wish?" Vinny asks, pulling you out of your thoughts. He's already holding a plate and fork, wondering who's going to cut the cake that he's impatient to try. He's been excited about it since Ryan snuck it in earlier today, he was the one who orchestrated the entire surprise. You hadn't said one word to anyone about your birthday, and Vinny doesn't understand why you'd want to keep it a secret --- if he'd known earlier he would have grabbed you a present!

Ryan knew simply because he's been better friends with you the longest, or so Vinny guesses. Actually, he's a little suspicious you guys have a thing you're not talking about. He catches you both looking at each other sometimes, sharing looks you think no one else notices.

You're always sending him messages and staring at him until he gets them, and Ryan gets this little smile on his lips before replying to you. You do it back and forth, you're not exactly subtle about it.

Vinny mentioned it to Ricky once, who just shrugged his shoulders and went back to typing on his computer. He made the comment you're both adults, just stupid, and can do whatever you want.

Vinny isn't sure what that means.

"Yes." You take the knife Chris offers you, starting to cut the cake in as fair-sized pieces as you can. They got your favorite, there's literally nothing you would change! There's balloons, confetti you'll have to clean later because none of them will, and even the paper plates are festive with red trim and balloon designs.

It's so cute.

You start delving out the pieces, saying hasty apologies if they fall over or cumble, but no one seems to mind. You're a little nervous to be the one who has to do this, you're a little worried a piece will fall in the floor, or collapse in half, or someone won't get their fair amount and there's a lot of people wanting the dessert.

"You should get the first piece of your cake, you know," Ryan says as he finally comes to stand beside you, holding two empty plates decorated with the childish balloons. You inhale sharply as his arms brushes yours, the scent of his cologne wafting over your senses. You'd been ignoring the fact he was getting closer to you, trying to not make it obvious that, well, you'd really like to get him alone and make your wish come true. "It's your birthday."

"I don't mind, it's just the cake." You reply, keeping your eyes down. Too many people around that could notice if you have this stupid expression on your face when you look at him. You always feel like a teenager on their first date, giggly and stupid, wanting to hold his hand and just grin constantly. You haven't felt anything like this in a long time, romance was sort of ruined for you, but it's as if, cheesily enough, Ryan has made you want it again.

Of course, there's the whole thing where he thinks it's best to keep your flirting to a minimum because you are coworkers, and he doesn't want to take it too far since you're on tour. You understand completely, it's why you've only kissed a few times, spontaneously, mainly because you can't stand it and just... well, he has such kissable lips!

They're soft, perfect, and he always tastes like candy somehow. You just want to curl your fingers into the collar of his black shirt, drag him to you and feel his lips curving against your own. The way his tongue teasingly brushes against your lips, urging them to open, to part so he can explore your mouth, it makes you weak at the knees. He kisses you so gently, and he doesn't let it get too far.

You want it to go too far, he has much more restraint than you do!

"I'll take over the cake cutting," Chris offers, taking the knife from you before you can even argue. Ryan replaces it with the second plate he was holding, and you blink, letting them shuffle you away from the table. Chris sort of looms over it as he finishes the job, and you let Ryan lead you off the bus, taking the few steps onto the gravel lot. Everyone is sort of hanging around at the picnic tables, which are far and few between and seriously weather-beaten.

If someone sits down too hard, you're sure the bench will collapse.

It's dark tonight, but there's a few streetlamps to send that ghastly glow on the wet pavement of the street. It's rained for the past few days of the trip, but at least it stopped tonight so you don't all have to huddle on the bus. The mist is eery, though, and all you can imagine is fifteen different horror movie villains emerging from it.

Most horror movies start with a party after all...

"All I can think about is how many ways we can all get murdered right now," you say after a moment, gingerly holding your plate in hand as you stare nervously at the mist. "Like, all horror movies start with a party and a bunch of unsuspecting victims. Jason is probably lurking right now putting numbers on our foreheads."

"Nah, so long as no one has sex or separates from the group, they're good," Ryan replies, shooting you that amused grin of his you love getting. You wish it wasn't so dark that you can't see his face well, but you're pleased that he's leaning against the table beside you, hip to hip. You can feel the warmth radiating off of him, and in your mind his arm is already slipping around your shoulder, pulling you to his side, lips pressing against your hair... you really need to get your imagination in control tonight.

"Doesn't sound like much of a party if no one gets to have any fun," you say lightly before taking a bite of cake, knowing he sends you a look. You're hoping over the next few weeks you can coerce him to take it a little farther, especially since you know there's going to be an upcoming hotel stay.

You'll make your own wish come true one way or another.

"You can have fun in other ways." Ryan says, shrugging his shoulders. You notice he's already done, sitting his empty plate on the table behind you.

"Yeah? Like what?" You challenge, hoping to get some kind of reaction from him. He's so quiet all the time, doesn't like to be in the limelight too much, but passionate about what he does. It's no wonder their band is so successful, all the guys seem dedicated.

"Board games, card games," Ryan leans back on his hands thoughtfully. "Truth or dare. Spin the bottle."

"Are we in middle school or something?" You send him an amused look. "We might as well play twister. Wouldn't the movie villain like to get us at our weakest?"

Well, you have a point.

"What movie villain?" Vinny asks from the next table over, wondering why you guys keep skirting around what you really want to talk about. He gets you want to be covert about it... but you suck. You're trying to talk softly and it's not working.

Ricky nudges him, but Vinny ignores him. "I mean, with the fog and everything, wouldn't it be more of a Jason or Michael Meyers kind of night?"

"More so Jason," you say. "Michael had some pretty specific targets. Jason was just stabby-stabby everyone."

"Ehh. I dunno. Freddy Krueger likes to make an entrance too." Ricky comments, since Vinny already put his two cents in. He was trying to give you guys some privacy, but since the conversation is public now...

You still slightly as you feel Ryans hand along your lower back, slowly drawing up your spine and making you shiver. You bite your lower lip as he lightly brushes between your shoulder blades, finding the movement comforting.

What would everyone do if you just turned and kissed him, just like that? Would they even be surprised? You know he would, considering he's wanting to keep it low key, but --- well, it's your birthday!

The only present you want is him!

All he needs is a bow in his hair and you'd be content, so long as you got to unwrap him.

Aaaand now your imagination is going wild again. You squirm against the table, inching closer to him, not only because it is actually cold and damp outside, but because you want him to hold you.

Just... just put his arm around your shoulder, even playfully! Mess with your hair, hug you, hold your hand or something! You're not going to be content with just sparse kisses and text messages.

Although you really like the kisses.

You find you've completely zoned out of the conversation, but Ryan is still caressing your back, almost absently. He doesn't seem to really be paying attention to what he's doing as he talks to the guys, and you feel yourself relax into him.

After a few minutes everyone begins clearing up, tossing their plates away, heading back for the bus. You and Ryan linger behind, and you force a conversation so hopefully it doesn't seem obvious what you're doing.

You wait impatiently until the last person has loaded up, relieved you're kind of standing in the back in the dark. You want to have at least a single moment with just Ryan, without anyone's prying eyes.

You cut your eyes around just to ensure you're alone before you turn, starting to speak, only to be interrupted.

Ryan barely gives you time to take a breath before he's cupping your cheek, tilting your face up so he can seal his lips against your own. It only takes you a moment to respond, your fingers curling into the front of his shirt as he tugs you against him.

Your heart picks up, hammering against your chest as his hand curves at your waist, holding you flush as he deepens the kiss, his tongue finding yours.

Okay so this is... not the quick, passionate kiss you expected to only last a minute or so. In fact, it's really lasting, and you're having a hard time remembering how to breathe. You find your arm slipping around his neck as you arch into him, threading your fingers into this thick dark hair and focusing entirely on him. He tastes like icing and your favorite cake, which only makes it better.

Ryan wishes he could take you somewhere else, that the two of you could spend some time alone. Not necessarily so he can rip your clothes off, which is what he wants to do this very second, but to get to know each other better.

Lust is fine and dandy, but it fizzles after a while, and a tour fling isn't really what he's looking for. He doesnt know what it is about you, but your perfume, the softness of your hair, the way you kiss him so urgently... just everything makes him want to know you better.

He's reluctant to break the kiss, but he knows it's been a few minutes and someone will start looking for you. You sigh in disappointment as he leans away, your eyes slowly opening to look up at him.

"Well that was a nice surprise," you say after a moment, a little breathless. You'd let your imagination run wild again, imaging all sorts of activities on the picnic table that could happen. You try not to get ahead of yourself, but it's hard not too.

"I was thinking," Ryans hands cup your hips, holding you to him even when you send a nervous look towards the bus. "When we run into Chicago, we have a few days there. We could catch a movie or something, some food."

"Are you asking me on a date?" You bite your lip, brightening. That's exactly what it sounds like, and you're suddenly excited! Is he serious?

"Uh, only if you say yes, otherwise no." Ryan shifts a little nervously, but you just grin up at him, clasping his face and pulling him down for another kiss.

Okay, so he'll take that as a yes.

~~~~~~~

"Do they realize we've been able to see them the entire time?" Vinny asks as he watches you and Ryan make out at the picnic table. "They're not invisible."

"Ah, let them think we don't know," Ricky shrugs his shoulders, brushing his black hair behind his ears as he glances up from his phone. "They're stupid, they think they have us all fooled."

Vinny snorts, slowly lifting another bite of cake to his mouth, watching as you and Ryan finally pull away from each other.

Ricky's right, you guys are stupid. No one is blind, like literally, Vinny can even see you guys are holding hands until you finally get beneath one of the streetlamps.

He waits until you both get on the bus, not looking at each other, both walking in complete opposite directions before saying, "Are you guys gonna stop pretending we don't see you making out every time we stop at the gas station?"

Ricky sighs; what did he just say!?

[leopardprintismybrown]

2. We can spend hours working on the right sound.

Queen’s first concert in Japan, 1975. (From Music Life June Issue 1975)

Already popular in Japan, Queen caught fire with the third album SHEER HEART ATTACK, which follows QUEEN II. They performed for the first time in Japan in April and May 1975. After he recovered, even Brian took part to the interview, and they told us once again their opinions about the band’s origin and their released works.

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Weren’t you surprised that there were a lot of female fans gathered at the airport and at the hotel waiting to meet you?

RT: To be honest, all of us were expecting that a bit. However, to receive such a welcome was beyond our imagination. It’s an amazing thing. It’s a relief that there weren’t hysterical groups and exaggerations as it happened in the past. We were at the point that we couldn’t even take a step out of the hotel.

You played concerts in America before coming to Japan, right?

FM: That’s right. It’s been 4-5 months since we’ve left England and we’re travelling. The concerts started in England, we travelled Europe and then we went back to England for a little while for Christmas and right after that we started a long American tour. We stopped in Hawaii to take a rest for 2-3 days and we came here.

How was America’s reaction?

RT: It was a huge success. I think it was a very good trip. Since we performed in many other cities than we previously did, our confidence jumped out throughout this tour because we could finally make it even in America.

I know that it was a huge success in every city…

RT: Aaah, it’s unbelievable. North America was where we had the most resonance. Also, in both the East and the West Coast. I know that the records sold well in the East. However, the spark catches fire always later in the West Coast. The South is tiresome for English bands. But, in general, we received a good reaction in every city. The only exception was Texas.

FM: That was mainly the promoter’s fault.

Brian May: On the other hand, there was a fantastic resonance in New York and Los Angeles, we were happy. It made it possible for us to know that there is a new market, we felt that we gained strong supporters.

RT: From Boston, the most trend-aware place was Cleveland. While we were trying to visit America it was like visiting completely different countries. Everything is different depending on each state. You don’t have control over the communication between states.

Where are you going after Japan?

RT: We’ll be able to go back home! It will be a holiday after the harvest season (as John opens his mouth from the side to add: “Just for two, three days” everyone looks downhearted)

And then you’ll start the recording?

BM: Yes, of the next album.

Have you already planned the next album?

BM: Not clearly, yet. Many people asked us but, actually, it’s often impossible to predict what will be done until our recording isn’t completed. But I’m not talking about the (total) concept album or similar. We let things take their course. I think that the songs will probably be completed before we go to the studio, as it happened with our previous albums. But the only certain thing is that it will turn out to be something different than the previous albums.

RT: The sound is probably going to change so that it won’t end up being boring. This is because it already happened when we were always doing the same things.

When will the next album be released?

FM: I guess around Christmas. (and then he looks at the other members. They all say: “We’re not certain”) We want it released as fast as possible.

How long does it take to make an album?

FM: It takes a very long time. That’s why I think that it’s impossible that the next album comes out before Christmas. And I think this album will be in a different format. I guess it’s clear that we did the recording of all the three albums all at once. However, this album will allow us to take a little more time: to go back and resume recording after going on a trip or while taking a break sometimes. This is because ideas spring out better this way. We can’t wait to start, because it’s like something new is about to happen to us.

RT: This is a memory from America, but when we landed there we were a bit worried, because when we thought that our album was in the 100th position of the hit chart, it immediately fell off. But when we left America, both the album and the single were again ranked in the top 100 and they actually seemed to still rise in the chart. So we were relieved, finally.

Freddie, have you started any new compositions for the new album?

FM: No, I have a few ideas but I’m not good to the point of being able to write along the way. Anyway, I often do that away on tour, so I don’t stick to writing only in the peace of my home.

Do you like to mix down?

FM: We are people who spend a lot of time on anything.

RT: We can spend hours working on the right sound. If the back track is weak, we try to put a sound on it, if it’s not good, we start over. We spend a lot of time on overdubbing, too. Because we don’t have to worry about doing things in a rush. (Brian adds: “We also spend a considerable amount of time on cutting”)

Where do you do the cutting?

BM: At Trident Studios. But, lately, when we went there, we couldn’t quite obtain what we wanted. So we took the tape to America and, when we tried to do the cutting there, it turned out way better than what we did at Trident Studios. We did it at Mastering Lab in New York.

FM: Actually, we’re doing everything by ourselves: while we’re doing the cutting we’re also making the CD jacket at the same time. But it’s good to be absorbed in our work.

Then, could you tell us about the aim and the theme of the three albums released so far?

BM: Actually, we don’t set down. (he means that they don’t establish rules and standards) We just want to make an album that leaves achievements behind. But I suppose that the only album with such thing as a concept was our second one, QUEEN II. Though it was the result of a coincidence, or, more precisely, there was a Black Queen and a White Queen by coincidence.

FM: I think there’s one concept. The record recreates what we were trying to do at the time. People say that QUEEN II is a concept album. However, it’s no more than a step towards the direction we’re trying to take. I mean, we don’t set big plans before we start making a record. We did no more than what we wanted to do at the time.

BM: It’s such a ridiculous thing. They see us as we’re trying to look for something, though we’re not trying to do anything like that. You’ll get over pampered for that reason, and you’ll end up thinking that you have to work very hard and put devotion in what the others expect. But this is hard. It took a lot of time for us to get noticed. That’s why they may have said that “there is no youth”. But I always remember the music I used to listen when I was 10. We were constantly thinking “Aah, if only we had their chance” while listening to Led Zeppelin and The Who. It’s for this reason that we always roam about between the music of that time and the music we’re doing now.

It seems that you all were acquainted before Queen were formed.

BM: Yes, absolutely. Roger and I have known each other for a long time and both of us were hanging out with Freddie since before. We’ve got to know John quite recently. Around 4 years ago. (John nods)

Who’s the one that mainly writes the lyrics?

FM: We don’t decide who is in charge. Everyone writes compositions and then, usually, we add the lyrics, but all the members worked on “Stone Cold Crazy”. This is the first song for which all of us wrote the lyrics, but usually each one brings an outline of the song, listens to it with the other 3 and incorporates ideas.

Please tell us your favourite album among the three.

FM: Uhm, it’s difficult, because I like all three of them. If had to choose only one I’d say SHEER HEART ATTACK. Even when we released the first album I thought it was a very good one, but when I look back now, I think that it's getting better every time we release an album. There is no room for development if you’re satisfied with one thing. I really liked even the second album when it came out, it was exactly what we wanted. I think it’s a good one even when I listen to it now but in this way we’re learning something new with every work.

RT: I think that the best was SHEER HEART ATTACK.

BM: Mine is QUEEN II, for many reasons. Because you can feel that it’s a very intense album.

FM: All three are different. That’s why I like all the three albums. In QUEEN II there’s drama but in SHEER HEART ATTACK we decided that this wasn’t necessary.

Your lyrics are very ambiguos, are you doing that on purpose?

BM: We are proud of it.

RT: I don’t like bad language. Brian is a literary man. It's okay not to use slang, but my the grammar is messy and the spelling is wrong… (everybody bursts into laughter)

FM: It’s a hard work to add lyrics to a composition, indeed.

RT: If the record will get a bad reputation it’s because the spelling is wrong. (he laughs)

Does it bother you if you receive a bad review?

FM: It depends on what they write. If it’s a fair judgement, we don’t mind. There are also articles that we wonder if they were written after properly listening to the record. Because it really can hurt if you’re criticized on the wrong information. They not only wrote terrible things about our songs in the past, but it happened that they mistook who was playing which instrument. Those people didn’t clearly listen to the record. That is a completely unjustified slander. Because if those magazines are influential, many people will end up believing them.

On another note, is any of you married?

FM: No one is. We’re married to the music.

Brian, I heard you’ve been a school teacher?

BM: Yes, I’ve taught maths to students from 12 to 18 years old. It was more like a hobby to me because I did it as a representative teacher or a lecturer. It was truly a fresh and meaningful experience.

What was the occasion that led you to become a musician?

BM: There isn’t a particular occasion that led me to give up on teaching and become a musician. Music was the closest to what I wanted to do the most. It doesn’t mean that I made a change of direction, I can always teach again and do astronomy, if I feel like it. I like astronomy.

Freddie, you were an art college student?

FM: I studied for 3 years at Ealing. A graphics and illustration specialization course. At first, I took a fashion course but since I didn’t like it very much I switched to graphics. I still like to draw and collect pictures.

RT: He designed the band logo. The lettering of the Queen logo and all the other things were done by him.

Would you make a comment on the following groups? First, Led Zeppelin.

ALL: Amazing band. We did concerts at the same time in New Orleans and Los Angeles and we exchanged ideas. We’ve been friends since then.

Bad Company.

BM: A good band. Amazing singer and amazing drummer. We also get along with them. I think Paul Rodgers is really a great singer.

Average White Band.

ALL: Even though the records are great, the live performances are not good. It certainly is a good band but it doesn’t meet our tastes.

What are your plans for the future?

ALL: We’re going to have lunch for the time being. Because we haven’t eaten anything since morning. (they laugh)

We’re terribly sorry.

ALL: It’s fine, MUSIC LIFE is the first magazine that introduced us to Japan. And also, you write almost every month about us. We’re extremely grateful, so we’d do anything to cooperate. We want to take this opportunity to thank all the readers from the bottom of our hearts. Thank you very much, to all of you. We’re very glad that you’ve chosen QUEEN II as the “album of the year” in the popularity contest of MUSIC LIFE. A great trophy is the best present. Thanks again!

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T/N: Second interview from the Music Life special issue about Roger Taylor. As always, I am not an English native speaker, so forgive any possible error. Also, remember that translating into a foreign language is difficult and I hope I have preserved the original meaning.

[itsgonnabe-brian-may]

Get Down, Make Love

// Requested by: @brianmayoucease

request - This might be a lil dirty. But a fic about Brian creating the really awesome kinda moany guitar noises in "Get Down, Make Love" based on your moans and everybody is like "Brian how'd you come up with that" and he's like "uhm-"

I hope this does your idea justice!! It’s not super smut heavy, sorry! It was a really cool idea, thanks for sharing it with me!! :)) 

wc: 1.3k+

70′s Brian May x reader 

Brian May x reader 

warnings: mentions of sex  (18+ please) 

// 

If you asked the members of Queen to tell you how they were doing, they could've described it in a million ways. Elated. Inspired. Blissful. Happy. Overjoyed. Lucky. Ecstatic. Amazing. Delighted.

In general, they felt as if they were on top of the world.

With 5 albums topping the charts, they were feeling quite good about themselves. Nothing could stop them.

Well... maybe a few months of hitting a creative wall and severe writers' block could.

Everyone was feeling it. Each having been tasked with writing songs that were new and unique, more anthem-like. Something that could get the audience and listener involved. The great idea proved to be more difficult than they thought. 

Brian felt it especially. On top of writing songs, he had to write an interesting and new guitar riff for almost every song. Which he had argued for, but now it was biting him in the ass. He was growing more frustrated and annoyed with the constant bickering between him and his other bandmates and their harsh opinions of his riffs.

It was taking a toll on him, you could especially see it. 

He had bags under his eyes and was constantly fidgeting with his hands. His shoulders tensed up and were painfully stiff. Stressed Brian wasn't a happy Brian so it made you sad that he brushed it off like it was nothing and didn't talk about it, even if he knew that you could see it eating away at him. 

Yet, he had promised himself that he would never let the frustrations of his music reach you. It was a promise he made after your 3rd date, which happened to be inviting you to one of their gigs.

He wasn't happy with how he had played and was grumpy about it. But seeing your face light up with excitement as he walked backstage made it all better and he didn't want to ruin the magic for you. 

You weren't oblivious or naive so you knew that it took a lot of work to make music and perform. Being a rockstar wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. However, it didn't stop you from worrying about Brian when he got into one of his ruts. 

These past couple of months had started out as a week of Brian's moping around. You didn't say anything because he didn't. You acted the part of bubbly Y/N and it seemed to calm him down. At least at the beginning. Days turned into weeks which turned into months and you were starting to get concerned. It felt like you didn't have much of a relationship anymore, just short conversations that ended with holding each other on the couch until one of you called it a night and you went to bed. 

That's what Brian was looking forward too at the end of today. He was still stuck but the fighting had gotten worse and the presence of non-band members at the studio made it worse. Plus the looming deadline made tensions even higher. Most of the day had been a blur and ended with all 4 of the members storming off hoping to cool their heads and attitudes before returning tomorrow. 

Slamming the car door shut Brian grabbed his guitar and bounded up the stairs to your shared apartment. He had gotten home earlier than usual and you weren't supposed to get out of work until 5, meaning he could cool down a bit and maybe make an apology dinner. However, his plans were foiled as he heard your voice singing as you made dinner from down the hall. Brian opened the door as a deep sigh slipped out. 

"Bri?" You asked switching the burner off and looking over your shoulder. 

"Yeah," he mumbled in response. 

Your brow furrowed as you knew today must have been rough. You couldn't keep quiet any longer. 

"How was the studio?" You asked sweetly walking over to him in the doorway. 

"God it was awful, I couldn't get anything figured out and the boys wouldn't shut up! I'm getting so frus-" Brian started, not having the self-control to stop the rant from flowing out of his mouth. 

It was like his mouth had a mind of its own. But he caught himself before he could get too pent up. 

"Sorry love, I didn't mean to-" he started. 

"Don't apologize for that, It's hard work, and I'd be surprised if you weren't frustrated," You said looking up at him.

"I know, I know, I just-" 

"I'm worried about you, ya know," 

"All this frustration is taking a toll on you, don't lie to me and tell me your fine," You said raising your brows at the man, knowing his next words would be those exact ones. 

Brian just huffed, he knew you were right, you always were. He was more upset that he broke his promise that he was about the day's previous emotions, but he didn't want to dwell on that.

"How can I make it up to you?" He sheepishly asked. 

You just laughed and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips before pulling away. 

"You won't have to worry about that, Bri," 

Instead of responding he placed his hands on your hips pulling you to him. His lips were on yours, moving slowly. Next thing you knew he was hovering over you on the couch, your hands on his chest. The pace picked up, music frustration turned into sexual frustration quickly. Your teeth pulled at his bottom lip as he tried pulling off his own shirt. Yours was next and your hand placements became more intentional and needy. Your whimpers grew louder and turned into drawn-out moans. Matched with Brian's own moans as your hips collided. You noises were music to his ears, every time you said his name or reacted it pushed him further to his own climax.

A deep groan paired with your higher pitched moan as you both rode out your pleasure released all of the frustration in Brian's shoulders. You also relaxed. 

With round two you admitted feelings of affection and lust. Round three ended with a confession from Brian.

"God, you sound so good when we make love," he panted laying down beside you. 

You opened your mouth to respond, but Brian's excited figure leaping off the couch interrupted you. He pulled on his trousers and shirt, not bothering to button it the entire way. 

"Sorry, love, I got a brilliant idea, I'll be back soon," Brian exclaimed scrambling about picking up his keys and guitar case. 

Within a second he was out the door and bounding down the set of stairs, mirroring his actions hours earlier. Only pausing to place his guitar gently in the passenger's seat. Then with a slam of the driver's side door, he was off to the studio, while you laughed and rolled your eyes. 

It took until 8 am to perfect his ingenious idea. His guitar was all tuned and he was waiting for the boys to show up so he could play for them. 

Once they all showed up he couldn't contain his excitement and didn't let the others do anything besides listen to him play his new guitar part to accompany the lyrics of Get Down, Make Love.

As he finished the last note with an energetic strum, he hopefully looked up at John, Freddie, and Roger who were standing behind the glass. They were all impressed. 

"Brilliant," 

"Absolutely brilliant," 

"Soo, Brian, what made you come to your senses and come up with that?" Roger quipped, but he couldn't deny that it was perfect for the song. 

That was the only aspect that Brian didn't think about when he was caught up in his excitement. 

"Uhmm.... I guess it just came to me?" He coughed, trying to shrug it off. 

Roger didn't buy it and eyed him suspiciously but wasn't didn't get to say anything as he was cut off by Brian asking,

"So when are you going to come up with the drum part?" 

After that day sex might have been Brian's go to frustration release. He still tried to keep his frustrations away from you, but you didn't mind in the slightest. Especially since you were honored to have a Queen song about you. Even if it wasn't exactly about you. 

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Chameleon - Ch. 9 (Roger x Reader)

Summary: (slow burn!) Reader (that’s you!) moves to London, hoping to leave her past behind and find happiness. She makes friends with her new neighbors. (Guess who?) - So far we’ve established that Reader & Freddie are BFF, Reader & Roger have a thing and it really should be more, and Reader & Brian are putting their small past behind them. {If you’re a new reader, please know that there is no proper summary to the story. I have no idea where this is going and take my direction from messages and comments that I get, so interact with me! I don’t bite!} 18+ please!

[A/N: Y’all wanted fluffy Roger so, here – have some fluffy Roger. What about some smut thrown in the mix? You’re welcome.]

Word count: ~ 7.7k | Warnings: language (as always), smut, feels

Tagging: @chocolatealmondmilkshake @thisjustfantasy @clogwearingspacepoodle @rogerrhqpsody @reedusteinrambles @akerith

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You had a sudden bout of energy today. It wasn’t even noon and you finished the work around the house you wanted to get done for the entire week. The new curtains were hung, the new rugs were laid, and the place was starting to look more like you wanted it to. After the fiasco your birthday evening turned in to a couple of weeks ago, you decided to take some time to yourself. Of course, the guys were still around constantly, as were their girlfriends, and you did spend time with them, but you needed to rejuvenate yourself, and that included some retail therapy. You had a new attitude, new outlook, new clothes, and now new home décor. You managed to finally rid yourself of the ghost of Mark that constantly haunted you, which finally made you feel fully free. You’re certain that he’d still be sniffing around had John not decked him, and for that you are eternally grateful. You never asked for details of what transpired that night they all followed Mark outside – you didn’t need them. You just know that they took care of the problem, and you were forever in their debt.

As you were standing in the middle of the living room, appreciating the new look, someone started to open the door. You thought it was Freddie so when you heard the door open you didn't bother to turn around. "What do you think of these curtains? I think they fit great with the rugs."

"Umm... they're nice?" You spin around and see Roger standing there, holding flowers in one hand and a white box in the other and a huge smile on his face. You haven’t spent much one on one time with him since the night of your birthday. There was nothing wrong. They were busy with the band and you weren’t going to interfere. You’d see each other, of course, but by the time you’d finally get alone together, all you’d do was fall asleep – and that was okay with you. Any time spent with him was perfect.

"Hey! I wasn't expecting you." You hurry over to him, beaming, smiling as wide as you could. "I thought it was Freddie." He hands you the flowers, another bouquet of sunflowers, and opens the box before presenting it to you.

"Oooh, macarons! My favorite!" You grab one and hold it up to his mouth for him to take a bite before you the same. "Mmm, these are sweet, but not as sweet as you," you tell him as you tap him on the nose and walk to the kitchen to get a vase for the flowers. “What’s all this for?”

He follows and leans against the wall, amused as he’s watches you struggle to get a vase from the top cabinet. “Can’t a guy bring his favorite girl flowers and sweets without there being an ulterior motive?” he facetiously asks as he watches you with a grin.

“Your favorite girl, huh?” you chuff. “If I didn’t think there was an ulterior motive before, I do now,” you giggle as you keep trying to reach the vase.

He starts tapping his fingers on the wall, trying to decide if he wants to keep you struggling for his entertainment or not. "I just saw Fred and he said to tell you that he won't be home to go to lunch because you have other plans."

You’re frustrated because you can’t reach the vase, so you turn around with your hands on your hips. "You mean he has other plans. And dammit, Roger, can you help me out?"

He chuckles before reaching over your head to grab it. "No, I mean you have other plans." You watch him curiously as he starts going through everything in the refrigerator, pulling out a few things and placing them on the counter. He grabs two bottles of wine from the rack. "Which one is better?" You point to the one on the left, and he turns to dig around some more.

"Hey Rog?" he doesn’t answer. "Roger?" He was concentrating too hard on whatever he was doing to hear you calling his name. "ROGER!"

"What's wrong?" he answers, startled by your yelling.

“What are you doing? Are you hungry or something?"

"No, no... Do you have something we can put all of this in?" He reaches to the cabinet above him and pulls out two wine glasses. "I'm taking you somewhere.”

You walked out of the kitchen, saying nothing. He didn't know if you were mad, or sad, or happy. He stood there, perplexed, before you walked back in with a basket. "Will this do?"

"Perfect." He kisses you on the cheek and loads his findings in the basket and goes back to ignoring you as he walks into your bedroom and starts looking in your closet. You follow him slowly and raise an eyebrow as you stand behind him. He turned around, startled by you glaring at him. “Blankets. We need blankets.” You point to the top of the closet, your face not changing. He grabs two and turns around, and you’re still standing so close that he bumps into you. He starts to chuckle at your unamused look and pats you on top of your head. “You’re cute when you’re frustrated.”

You swat his hand away and giggle. “Where are you taking me?”

“It’s a surprise. Get dressed,” he says as he starts to walk out of the room.

“How can I get dressed when I don’t know where I’m going?”

He starts to laugh. “Blankets? A basket of food? A bottle of wine? Clearly I’m taking you to a movie.” You start to laugh as you nudge him out the door. “You’re such a numpty.” You flip him off as you push him out the door. “Can’t I watch?” he hoots from the other side.

“No,” you laugh back. “Fuck off.” You hurry and throw on some jeans and a t-shirt and brush your hair before going out into the living room where he’s pacing back and forth mumbling to himself. “Sometimes the best conversations you can have are with yourself,” you snicker, snapping him out of his zone. “Are you nervous about something?” You’re giggling, and he starts to get embarrassed. “Come here, silly.” He walks over to you and you lace your fingers through the belt loops on his jeans. He lays his arms over your shoulders, bends down and gives you a quick kiss and smiles. His eyes make you melt every time you look in them.

“Ready to go?” he asks. You smile and shake your head. “Which movie do you want to go see?” You both start laughing as you playfully slap him. He grabs the basket, you grab the blankets, and you both head out the door.

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He’s sitting with his legs stretched out, leaning against the tree you picked out to sit under and you’re lying on your back with your head on his lap. For the past hour the two of you have been telling stories, cracking jokes and laughing harder than you have in a long time. You started asking each other random questions – some serious, most funny – and were reminiscing about the first time you met 8 months ago. Everything was funny – you were almost finished with the bottle of wine.

“Fred tried so hard to keep me away from you,” Roger said as he lit his cigarette. “I mean from the second he told me about you moving in, before I even saw you the first thing he told me was ‘I will not let you corrupt her.’” His imitation was priceless, and you were laughing hysterically. “If only he knew how naughty his Princess was.” He winked and chuckled while you kept laughing.

“Hey,” you said firmly. “I did what I had to do to let you know that you weren’t going to be the one in charge.” He raised an eyebrow, curious about what you were saying, and you raised an eyebrow in return. “Oh, please, Rog, like you’re whole ‘I could never just have sex with you forget you exist the next day’ crap that wasn’t just to get me in bed.”

He smirked sneakily, trying hard to mask the laugh that was boiling up. “Maybe?” You slapped his arm, pretending to be offended. “I would have never done that to you, but fuck, Y/N. I wanted you so bad I would have done anything…” He can’t help but start laughing with you. “You didn’t make it easy, so I didn’t know what to do! Especially since I thought you hated me.”

“Aww,” you chuckle. “How can anyone hate those eyes?”

He tapped on your forehead with one of his fingers. “Don’t act so innocent in all of this, doll,” he chuckles. “You enjoyed making me absolutely mad.”

You smirk, thinking back to the whole cat and mouse game the two of you played with each other before you finally caught each other. “Probably.”

“You don’t understand,” he started to explain. “I never met anyone like you before. You’re so different from the slags around here. I knew it from the very first time I saw you.”

“Why? Because I didn’t throw myself at you?” you snickered.

He leaned his head back against the tree and took a deep breath before exhaling loudly and playing with your hair. “Partly, yeah. I don’t know what, exactly. You had such a different vibe. You weren’t ever trying to be someone you’re not to impress people. And your accent…” he drifted off as you looked up at him. “It did things to me then and it still does today.”

You roll your eyes at his smirking. “I don’t know how anyone can find this accent sexy. You should hear a bunch of us speaking with it at the same time. You’ll change your mind quickly.”

“Do you miss home?” he asks.

“I am home. Nowhere else ever felt like it. I didn’t know what home even meant before I came here.”

“If you were to go back to America tomorrow, what’s the first place you’d want to go?”

“The mountains,” you say without hesitation. “I don’t even care which mountains. Any of them will do. Camping. I miss camping.”

He let out a hearty laugh. “Camping? In the woods? You don’t seem the type for camping.”

“Yes, camping,” you giggle as you sit up and face him. “It’s the epitome of freedom. No one bothering you, complete and total serenity.” He gives you an unconvinced look. “Oh, city boy, you have no idea what you’re missing.”

“Bugs,” he chuffs as he starts poking you, making you laugh and slap at his hands. “That’s what I’m missing. Bugs and other assorted critters.”

“And campfires at night,” you continue. “The stars. The fresh air.” He still looks unconvinced. “One day, Taylor. One day I’ll get you out there in a tent. Then you’ll see.”

“Yeah,” he chortles. “I can see myself out there in a tent.” You both start to laugh at the thought.

“There’s this one place, in Virginia, in the Appalachians. I was there once with my mom. We sat outside one morning to watch the sunrise. The sky was so open you could see the exact point where night and day meet.” You sit up and sit next to him, laying your head on his shoulder. “Stars to the left and the sunlight to the right. It was magical. I’d love to see that again. It was like time just stopped…” Your voice trailed off as you remembered how it looked.

He starts to play with your hair again and lifts your head so he can stare deep into your eyes. “I wish time would stop when I’m with you, so I could keep this feeling forever.” You smile softly, and it was as if time really did stop at that very moment. The entire world ceased to exist. It was just the two of you on the entire planet – in the entire universe. He bent down so you could meet each other’s lips and kissed you tenderly.

“I’ve done so many things wrong, and I’m sure there will be many more things I do wrong, but being with you isn’t one of them,” you say quietly as you reach up to touch his face.

“You blew into my life like a monsoon, Y/N, and now I can’t imagine my life without you in it.” As he leans over to kiss you again, the sounds of some kids who suddenly appeared, laughing and playing right next to you, draws the two of you out of your shared trance. “Do you want any of those?”

“Maybe one day. Not anytime soon,” you tell him as you sit up and lean against him. “There’s too much I want to do first. Never really thought about kids.”

“Yeah, I need to conquer the world first before thinking about all of that.” He gave you a half grin before leaning back against the tree you were sitting under and sighing.

You watch him as he starts to watch the kids playing with a small smile across his lips, clearly enjoying their laughter. “Three,” you blurt out, causing him to turn and look at you, confused. “Two boys and a girl. Jacob, William and Claire.” He started to smirk. “And a nice house in the country with a yard they can run and play in.”

His smirk grew. “Never really thought about it, huh?”

“Nope,” you smirk back before standing up to stretch with your back turned to him.

He stands up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder, slowly swaying you both back and forth. “A swimming pool in the back garden,” he said lowly in your ear. “A dog or two, maybe even a cat.”

You lean your head over to rest gently on his. “Lots of flowers, all different colors,” you whisper as you close your eyes.

“And sunflowers, of course.” He turns you around to face him. “I’ll buy you a whole field of them if that’s what you want,” he sighs as he grips you tighter. “We’ll put the house right in the middle of them.”

The expression on your face turns almost sorrowful. He notices, of course, and searches your eyes for an answer as to what’s wrong. “I have so much baggage, Roger,” you whisper.

“Then let me help you carry it,” he says as he smiles softly and gently caresses your face with his hand. “I would do anything for you.” Happy tears start to fall down your cheeks as you grin, having never felt like you do in this very moment, but you know exactly what it is. “Let’s conquer the world together, Y/N.”

You hold his face in both of your hands, smiling. “There’s no one else I’d rather conquer the world with.”

“I love you, Y/N,” he tells you, surprising you – and himself – your face turning completely shell shocked. He starts to stumble with his words, thinking he shouldn’t have said anything and nervous that you don’t share the feelings he has, despite everything you’ve just told him. “I… I… fuck I’m sorry!” He starts to back away, feeling dejected.

You rush your body to his, wrap your arms around him and he loses his balance, falling back, and you land on top of him, both of you laughing hysterically. You lean down and kiss him, still laughing, unable to control it. “You love me?” you ask, giddily and wanting to make sure you heard him correctly.

“Yeah,” he beams. “I love you.”

“Good,” you say with a leer before a quick kiss. He sits up, you still straddling him as you wrap your arms around his neck. “I love you, too.”

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When you get back to the flat, you lean against the door before going inside. He leans down to get his mouth gets close to yours, but you put a finger over his lips. "Not yet," you whisper with seduction in your tone and in the smile you give as you bite your bottom lip and hand him the key. He leans in close, his body lingering over yours, and opens the door.

You slowly move inside, you walking backwards, and as soon as he kicks the door shut, he leans down and kisses you with the passion of a million burning suns. The anticipation of what was to come is aching every fiber in your bodies. You’ve done this with him before, many times, but this time it was different. You step back as Roger takes off his jacket, throwing it over a chair, before grabbing his hand and leading him into your bedroom. Once inside, he gently closes the door and takes in every inch of the goddess standing before him. "You... From the second I saw you, Y/N... Before I ever met you... It's been you."

"I'm yours, Roger. All of me."

You move in close, his hand gently under your chin and he lifts your mouth up to meet his. Your tongues entwine, the kiss growing more and more heavy. You break apart only so you can undress each other. Your eyes said all that needed to be said. You kiss again as you move to the bed and lay down, his body on top of yours. He grabs hold of your hips, molding your bodies together, chest to chest. "You're so beautiful it almost hurts to look at you," he whispers as he props himself up on his arms on both sides, cupping your face with his hands. You drink in the moment, staring deeply into each other’s eyes. He leans down and kisses you some more as his hands start exploring your body like it’s unexplored territory.

When he touches your breasts, you let out a tiny gasp, and he responds in turn at the feeling of your fingernails gently running up and down his back. You move a hand in between your bodies, finding his erection, and rub it gently. "Mmm, you keep doing that and I won't last very long," he says with a smile before he moves down, just out of your reach.

"That's not fair," you snicker. He winks and goes back to kissing you all over your body. Your neck, your collarbone, down to your breasts. Your moans encourage him to continue, his hand moving lower to explore the world below your waist while his mouth continued to travel slowly behind. Once his hand finds your essence, you can't help but moan louder. "Oh..." He looks up into your pleading eyes, searching for what you want him to do next, but you couldn't answer with words, only your reactions. His fingers graze gently over your clit, and the sudden shudder of your body lets him know exactly where to go. His eyes never leave yours as he slowly and softly kisses a trail from your stomach down to your mound. He pulls his head back, wanting to watch as he guides one finger, then two, inside of you. "Oh my god..."

He continues to gently toy with you enjoying your moans and movements. "Does this feel good, baby?" he asks, already knowing the answer, but wanting to hear it.

"Yes," you struggle to answer. "It feels good."

Suddenly he pulls his fingers out and tastes them. "You taste delicious. I'm going to have more of you now. Is that okay?" Again, he already knows the answer.

"Yes, Roger. Please..."

He slowly lowers his mouth to your folds, letting you feel the warmth of his breath on the lips, before having his tongue discover more. He stares up at you, finding encouragement in your expressions. You stare down at him, finding pleasure in seeing him enjoy what he was tasting. You reach down, grab some of his hair and push him closer. He moves his tongue into you, thrusting it in and out before focusing his tongue's attention on your clit, sucking and nibbling as he pushes his fingers back inside. You let out a moan, releasing all inhibitions, arching your back, pushing yourself into his mouth and hand. As you crashed back onto the bed, you struggle to catch your breath as you look back down to meet Roger’s gaze. His tongue travels up your slit one last time as he smirks, pleased with what he had just done. "Good girl," he whispers as he moves his body up to meet yours. He meets your mouth with his and kisses you passionately, your breath still short from the explosive orgasm you just experienced.

He rubs his hands up and down your body as your tongues circled, the slight callousness of his fingertips intoxicating you. Your reach down and take hold of his shaft, rubbing gently up and down. "I want to feel you inside me," you whispered in Roger's ear, begging.

He kisses a trail down your neck to your breasts. He glances up and simpered, teasing, enjoying the fact that the focus today is on you and you alone. "Soon, doll." He licked over your nipple. "Soon..." He once again moved his body, so you would lose your grip. You let out a frustrated groan, but quickly went back to enjoying the sensation of Roger taking care of your every want and need. He moves back up to your mouth, kissing you once again, softly. "I love you," he whispers, as you stare into each other's eyes.

"I love you."

He goes back to memorizing every inch of your body with soft, gentle kisses, his hands reaching the areas his mouth could not. He massages the inside of your thigh as his mouth works on your nipples some more, eliciting tender moans from your lips. You run your fingers through his hair, willing where his next move would be. You push his head up, nudging him to meet back with your lips. "Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me." He pleads with you, wanting only to satisfy your every wish.

"I want you. All of you. Now." Understanding the desperation in your tone, he guides his arousal inside of you. The two of you moan in unison, holding your shared gaze, as he fills you with his love. "Don't stop looking at me," you command.

"I couldn't even if I wanted to.” He slowly moves inside of you, wanting to take his time, savoring every second. Your bodies move in perfect unison, feeling the pulsation with every motion. With each moan that purrs from your lips, he probes deeper, picking up a little speed along the way, the intensity building with each thrust.

His cock was bulging inside of your saturated flower. Your fingernails dig deep into his back as you plead with him. "Don't stop, Roger. Just like that." Your gasps get louder, and he feels himself melting with each one. "You feel so good inside me."

"Fuck, baby, I don't know how much longer I can go." He’s reaching his peak, but he doesn't want to finish until he knows you’re ready. "Tell me what you need," never taking his eyes off yours.

"Go faster," you beg. "Faster..." He quickens his thrust, both of feeling a sense of urgency. You grip his back and shout out, "yes, Roger. Yes!"

The feverous speed suddenly comes to a halt as he pushes and holds himself inside as far as he could, both of you reaching your climax at the same time. He falls towards you, your bodies once again becoming one, satisfied and quenched. He leans down and kisses you deeply as your hands press to his chest. He moves back, staring adoringly at you and playfully asks, “is this the first phase of our world conquest?”

You giggle. “Absolutely.”

He rolls over and lays next to you, wrapping an arm around you, while you turn on your side and snuggle against him, laying your head on his chest and wrapping an arm around his waist. He kisses the top of your head (you get those elusive butterflies every single time) and plays with the back of your hair. He holds you closer, you squeeze him tighter. There was nothing that could bring the two of you down from your euphoric high. You soon doze off, he feeling the comfort he didn’t know he longed for and you feeling safe wrapped in his arms.

You were awakened by a soft knock on the door. "Ugh..." you groan as you roll over to see what time it is. It’s only 6:30 so you know you hadn't been asleep that long. The knocking starts again.

"Y/N? You in there?" Freddie loudly whispers.

“Of course I am, Freddie, where else would I be?" You tried to mask the frustration in your voice.

"Did I wake you?"

"Yeah, you did. What do you want?"

"Well..." he pauses. "Do you, uh, know where the, uh, Parmesan cheese is?"

"We don't have any. Why do you need Parmesan cheese?"

"Oh, it's not for me. It's for John."

"Tell John to get his own fucking cheese."

Almost immediately after you hear Freddie walk away, there’s another knock. "Hey, Y/N?" This time it wasn't Freddie.

"What, Brian?"

"Didn’t you have some grapes yesterday? Are they all gone?"

"Yes, I ate them."

You roll back over and snuggle back up against Roger, who’s finding all of this quite amusing. "I want to fucking kill them," you whisper, trying to contain your laughter.

Just as you get comfortable, there’s another knock on the door. "Hey, Y/N?"

"What, Freddie?" you ask with apparent irritation in your voice.

"We're almost out of toothpaste."

"I'll get some tomorrow. Now fuck off."

Roger starts to shake with a silent laugh. "Is he always like this?" he whispers, trying to keep his presence a secret.

"You mean annoying? Yes. He’s always annoying." As soon as you finished your statement, there’s another knock.

"Hey Y/N?" This time it was John, who wasn't doing a good job hiding his amusement.

"For fuck's sake, WHAT?"

"Tell Rog we have pizza and beer out here if you two want any." He bursts out in laughter and walks away.

You bury your face against Roger’s chest, mortified, but laughing. "It’s not like they didn’t know we… you know," he says.

"How did they..." you start to question how they knew he was in there. "Your jacket! You left it on the chair."

"Oops," he chuckles. “You want pizza?" he asks. You sit up and rub you face. "I want pizza.”

Sighing, wanting to stay in bed instead, you pick up his shirt on from the floor ground and put it on before walking over to the dresser to grab a pair of shorts. You looked over to him as he was pulling up his pants and pointing at his shirt.

"Oh, whatever, they know what we were doing in here so what's the big deal." You pull the now-messed up ponytail down and start to brush your hair as he was waiting for you to give him his shirt back. "Nope, it's mine now. It's comfortable."

He grabbed at the shirt and pulled you close, kissing you sweetly, and grabbed your ass. "I'll just have to get you out of it later then, won't I?" He winks.

There’s a pounding on the door and Freddie starts yelling. “Rog, come on! We have to go meet with the label!” You and Roger give each other a confused look before he flings the door open. Freddie, Brian and John are all standing there with massive smiles. “Oh, did we not tell you? Trident wants to talk about signing us. Give him his shirt back, Princess. We need to take him for a little while. We’ll give him back soon.”

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“Sit still,” Mary giggles. “I’m almost finished.” She’s sitting at the dining table with Jane, trying to apply eyeliner. You had the girls over at the flat getting ready for tonight’s show. The guys were already at the venue setting up and none of you had seen them all day. They’ve been busy, having signed their new contract and spending most of their time rehearsing or recording at ridiculous hours.

“I’m sure I must look a sight,” Jane laughs. “This is ridiculous.”

“It actually looks really good,” you tell her as you sit across the table. “Very becoming.” You like this version of Jane. She may have become friendly to you because of he-who-doesn’t-need-to-be-named-ever-again, but you don’t care. You’ll take it. “Brian’s going to love it.” You smile at her, and she smiles back meaningfully, and the two of you share unspoken apologies. You quickly stand up from the table. “I have an outfit that would look amazing on you.”

Gemma walks in the front door carrying an overnight bag. “I didn’t know what to wear so I brought four things. You’re going to have to help me choose.”

“I haven’t done this since I was 15,” Mary says. “This is fun. Girl time.”

“I never did this before,” you tell them. “Aren’t we supposed to gossip and talk about boys?” You pour everyone a glass of wine and settle in.

“I’ll go first!” Gemma exclaims. “Y/N. I need to know. Is Roger good in bed?” You start screaming with laughter, as does Mary and Jane. “Oh, come on,” she tells the other two. “Don’t say you never wondered.”

You all notice Jane starting to blush and stifling a laugh. “Okay, I’ll admit it. I’ve always been curious.” She covers her face and screams. “It’s just… he seems so…”

“Animalistic.” You all look at Mary who was not embarrassed at all by what she said. She shrugs and grins. “He does.”

You start to giggle. “Well… he does know what he’s doing, I’ll just say that.”

“Brian and I went out with them one night,” Jane tells them. “Don’t let this one make you think she’s timid because she’s just as animalistic as he is.” Your eyes get big as she talks. “You should have seen them. It was turning me on and I’m a fucking prude.”

“Surely, you’re not a prude, Jane,” Gemma tells her. “I have it on good authority that the wariest, most shy people really have it in them to just let it alllll out.”

“Maybe I would, but Brian really isn’t the type,” she says. “Don’t get me wrong, he is good,” she sighs. “It’s just that he’s not… aggressive.” You can feel your cheeks start to fluster with heat, because the way you remember it, he’s quite aggressive.

“So make him aggressive,” Mary pipes up. “Take control.”

“Oh, I don’t know if I can’t do that,” Jane says shyly.

“Sure you can. I got John to…” Gemma starts to giggle as she stops herself.

“Have a go when you’re in the middle of bickering about something,” you tell her. They all turn to look at you, Mary’s face shocked because she knows your secret. “Get him when he’s mad. It’ll be aggressive.”

“Angry sex is pretty amazing,” Mary tells Jane. “It’s raw and…”

“… kind of rough,” you interrupt. “But, Wow.” You all start to laugh. “Or maybe… we can get you in that outfit I’m thinking about, yeah?” You grab Jane’s hand and bring her in your room.

“Y/N?” She starts when the door closes. “Can I wear that red dress?” You look at her, confused. “That dress is sexy, and…” She sighs and plops down on your bed. “Do you think I can pull it off?” You smile and go to get it out of the closet. “Things with him are just so bland right now,” she tells you. “I don’t know what it is. I mean, we have sex but it’s like his mind is somewhere else.” You take a gulp, hoping she doesn’t sense your complete discomfort with this whole conversation. “I want to spice it up a bit, you know?”

You turn and face her, red dress in hand. You know how Brian feels about that dress – that color – on you. You know you should probably talk her into wearing something else, but you don’t. You’re not sure why you don’t, but you don’t. “Yeah, I know,” you smile. “This will be stunning on you.” When she looks at it, she hesitates. “Put it on and try it. Show some skin,” you chuckle.

“What about you? What are you wearing?” she asks as she changes, and you sift through your clothes. “Not that it matters. Roger’s crazy about you no matter what you wear,” she says, with a minor tinge of jealousy.

“Hey, Bri’s pretty crazy about you, too,” you tell her, “and you are going to blow his mind tonight. You look absolutely beautiful, Jane!” She turns to look in the mirror, taking in her makeup and outfit and a smile starts to slowly come across her lips. You reach on your dresser and pick up a long, gold necklace and hook it around her. “Perfect.”

She turns to you and gives you a hug. “How can you even stand looking at me after the way I’ve treated you?”

“Probably the same way you can stand looking at me.” You both laugh as you walk back to your closet to find something for yourself. The guilt of knowing what you did with Brian was starting to poke at you every single time she opened her mouth and you had to figure out a way to stop it, but she keeps talking and asking questions.

“How do you keep Roger interested? It seems so effortless for you,” she moans.

“Oh, honey, Roger and I are… well, it’s all still kind of new for us. I’m sure eventually we’ll…”

“No you won’t. He’s so…” She stops. “There’s just something about you, Y/N. They all flock to you. Why?” You give her a curious look, not sure what she’s trying to say. “I probably shouldn’t even tell you this, but I will.” She takes a deep breath before she spits it out. “One night, Brian and I were, you know… and he was so into it, like he never had been before. Doing all these things he never did. It was so good… and then he said… your name.” Your heart sank. He told you about it before, the night he took you to see Saturn, and having this conversation with Jane was extremely awkward. “You’re gorgeous, so it’s not hard to see why he finds you attractive.”

“Jane, listen to me. It has nothing to do with me.” You start to chuckle, trying to stop her from keeping this conversation going in the direction it’s headed. “Don’t you think about other people sometimes? When you’re in bed with him?” Her face drops. “Oh, come on, we all do it.”

She starts to blush and flashes an embarrassed smile. “Yeah, I have. Only once. It was…” She looks at you as if to ask if it’s okay to proceed, and you let her know that her secret is safe with you. “That night we all went out to the club, us and the guys.” She shook her head. “No, this is too embarrassing.”

“Hey, it’s okay. If you don’t want to talk…”

“Roger. It was Roger.” You were surprised. “The way he was looking at you, touching you, dancing with you. No one ever acted like that with me. And all I could think about was how I wished Brian would act like that with me, like I was completely irresistible. I was so jealous of you, Y/N. It was like you weren’t even trying to get him to act like that.”

You had to laugh. “Honestly? I was.” She was intrigued. “I wore that dress with a purpose,” you wink, “just like you’re going to wear it with one tonight.” You turn her to face back to the mirror. “You are going to show off those knockers, and seduce the hell out of Brian tonight, you hear me?” She looks so confused right now. “We are going to stand in front of that stage tonight, not off to the side. You are going to flirt your ass off. Play with the necklace,” you say as you put her hand on it right between her cleavage. “Look up at him and bite your lip. Do not take your eyes off him.” She’s laughing nervously. “You are a knockout, Jane. There’s no way this night is going to end without your boyfriend begging you for…” She started to blush again. “You know what I mean.”

“You think this will work?”

“Observe the master,” you giggle. “Watch how I handle Roger when we get there.” She starts to look at herself in the mirror again, her smile beaming. “One look at you and Brian will be putty in your hands.”

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

The four of you walked in like you owned the place, all dressed up ready to see your men. You sneak your way through the crowd that has gathered at the back of the venue and walk through the door. The crowds were getting bigger now, and you all knew they would just continue to grow. You were proud of the guys. You lean over to Jane and whisper in her ear. “Remember. Putty. Don’t be too forward. Tease him a bit.” You wink and walk over to sneak up on Roger.

He quickly turns before you can grab him. “You can’t startle me, babe. I feel a tingle whenever you’re around.” He wraps his arms around you and gives you a kiss. “You’re looking quite delicious,” he growls in your ear before you pull away.

“None of that,” you smirk as you move his hands from your hips. “Getting worked up now won’t help you when you’re out there.” You turn to walk away but he pulls you back. “Roger,” you giggle as you move his hands again, “you have to focus.”

“I am focused,” he laughs. “I also haven’t seen you all day and I’m quite hungry.” He nibbles your bottom lip as his eyes move to look behind you. “Who is that with Brian?” He squints his eyes to get a better look and his mouth drops open. “Is that Jane? Holy hell, I didn’t recognize her.”

“Yeah, that’s our Jane.” You were beaming with pride, quite pleased with the transformation you and Mary had accomplished. “Doesn’t she look great?” He pulls you closer to him, close enough to where your thigh rubs against his crotch so you can feel his hardness underneath his pants. “Calm down, tiger. You have a show in…” you glance at your watch “… 10 minutes.”

He moves back a couple of steps and puts on a fake pout. “Oh, alright then,” he groans. “Guess I better go finish setting up.” He leans down and gives you a quick peck before heading off.

“Come on, Y/N,” you hear Gemma calling you. “We’re going up front.”

“I’ll be there in a few,” you tell her. “Save me a spot. Need to go to the restroom first.” The girls all giggle at you and your blatant American-ness sometimes. “Stop laughing at me. I will never start calling it ‘the loo.’”

When you walk out, everyone is gone except for Brian, who is sitting down, quietly making sure his guitar is tuned. Without even looking up, he starts to talk. “Did you do this for her or for me?”

“I’m not sure what you’re…”

“Dressing her up like that. In your dress. Was that for her benefit or mine?” You look at him with a raised eyebrow and he finally looks up at you, smirking as he stands up.

You clear your throat of the lump that has suddenly formed before answering. “She asked to wear it.” You can tell by the look he’s giving you that he thinks there’s more to it than just that, and he’s not going to let you get away with that simple explanation. You start to run your thumbnail between your fingers. “It was all for her benefit.”

He starts to chuckle and points down at your hand. “You’re lying.”

You hurry and move your hands behind your back and start to laugh. “Hush. She asked to wear it, so I let her. She looks great tonight, doesn’t she?”

He moves closer to you, not awkwardly close but close enough to let you hear when he whispers. “You know how much I love that dress, Y/N.”

You look up to his eyes that are sparkling in the light. “She wanted to wear that dress for you, Brian.”

He chuffed softly. “Either way, thanks.” He brushes past you, not taking his eyes off you, still smirking. “You seem to be feeling bright green tonight,” he says, and walks off to get to the stage.

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

The next morning – okay, afternoon – you wake up feeling like you just got plowed over by a huge truck. You look over to your left and see Roger still sleeping. You don’t want to move. Your entire body is aching, and it feels much better to just lay there. Roger feels you stirring and rolls over, grabbing you and pulling you close. “Good morning, babe,” he grunts.

“It’s 2:00. Afternoon,” you giggle. “What did we even do last night? I feel rough.”

He starts chuckling. “Everything.” He starts to kiss the back of your neck. “We did everything.” The phone starts to ring in the living room, causing you both to moan with displeasure. When you start to get up he pulls you back. “Fuck it. Let it ring.”

So that’s what you do – let it ring. And ring. And ring. “Whoever it is won’t give up until I answer,” you groan, standing up and throwing on your robe. “I’ll make some coffee while I’m up.” You look at him as he’s sits up in the bed, smiling at you, and you can’t help but pause and smile back adoringly. “You’re so adorable,” you pick at him as he shakes out his hair.

“I know,” he jokingly quips. “You’re lucky to have me.” The phone finally stops ringing and he pats the bed next to him. “Come back. Don’t leave me,” he whines teasingly.

“I’m going shower,” you mumble. “Come with me.” You don’t have to work hard at convincing him. He jumps up out of bed and slips on his pants, unbuttoned, and holds you from behind as you go walk out the door, both of you giggling and unable to keep your hands off each other.

When you open the door, you’re greeted by Freddie, standing there with his hand up like he was about to knock. “For fuck’s sake, can’t you two stop for five minutes,” he sneers. “Jane’s on the phone. She can’t find Brian.”

“We don’t know where he is,” Roger quips.

You move Roger’s hands from your waist and hurry to the phone. “Hey Jane. What’s going on?”

Her voice is angry and rushed. “Where is he?” she seethed. “I know you know where he is.”

“Slow down. Let’s try to figure this out,” you say, trying to calm her down. “There’s a reasonable explanation…”

“Don’t patronize me, Y/N,” she sneered. “Where is he??”

Your tone starts to get defensive. “Jane, I don’t know…”

“He did it again!” she yelled.

“Did what again?” you have no idea what she’s talking about.

She started to cry. “I’m sorry. This isn’t your fault.”

“Let me shower and I’ll come over,” you tell her before looking up and seeing Brian standing there with his finger over his lips. “It’ll be okay.”

She sighs and is apologetic. “No, I’ll be fine. I’m not feeling well. I’m probably overreacting.” You hear her sniffling. “I’m sorry. I needed to lash out at someone. I’ll be fine.” The phone clicks and the line goes silent.

“I fucked up,” Brian mumbles and sits next to you. Freddie and Roger walk over, and Mary comes out of the kitchen. “I try so hard to make her happy and I always end up fucking it up.”

You rub a hand on Brian’s back. “I’m sure whatever happened wasn’t that bad.”

Mary starts to giggle. “If it was, she wouldn’t be looking for you.” She sits on the other side of him and rubs his arm.

“I’ll go shower and go over there to see if I can help…” you start to say but are quickly interrupted.

“No!” Brian yells as he stands up. “You’ve already helped enough!” He storms out and goes to his flat.

Freddie glares at you. “What did you do?” You and Mary glare back at Freddie. “Y/N…” He never calls you by your actual name, so you can tell he’s upset with you, but he has no reason to be, as far as you’re concerned. Roger, on the other hand, gets an uncomfortable feeling thinking back to last night and walks out of the room, into your bedroom, and closes the door.

You slowly stand up, still glaring at Freddie and talk quietly, teeth gritted together. “I’m not responsible for any issues Brian and Jane have, Fred.”

He relaxes his glare into an easy look and puts a hand on your shoulder. “You’re either blind, stupid or in denial, and I know you’re not stupid or blind, Princess.”

“Fuck,” you whisper, your glare also easing. “The dress…”

“Yes, the fucking dress,” he interrupts. “What were you thinking?”

“I was thinking…” you try to reply. “I wasn’t thinking.” You sigh. “I need to talk to Rog.” You walk away, hurriedly, and go into your room.

He’s sitting on the bed with an expression on his face that you can’t quite read. When you walk in, he looks at you and smiles and beckons for you to sit next to him. “I love you,” he says softly as he looks into your eyes. “You did nothing wrong, you know.” You sigh and smile back, feeling relieved that he’s not upset with you. “If Bri can’t control himself, that’s not your fault.” He starts to chuckle. “Now how about that shower?”

You lean over and give him a soft but quick kiss. “Love you back,” you smile. “Let’s go.”

When the two of you are finished, you go back to your room to get dressed. Roger hasn’t fully moved in yet, but he kept some clothes at yours just in case. You’re both extremely startled when you’re greeted by Brian standing by the window.

“What the hell, mate?” Roger yells when you see him.

Brian turns to face the both of you. “We need to talk. All of us.”

[the-monkeies-girl]

Hello, can you do the john the perfect man deacob headcanons?

Hi, i know this is a request and that it was a typo but deacob made me think of corn on the cob anyway!!! HERE HAVE SOME RANDOM HEADCANONS. Nothing particular about these ones, just some fluff! ( I’m working on some Deaky kissing ones so no worries!! )

Absolutely loves to have his hair played with.

Whether it’s absentmindedly while John’s laying his head in your lap or on purpose ( you use it to tease him every once in a while with a big smile on your face ), he always finds it to be very endearing and very soothing. 

Loses it when he comes home after a long day at the studio and you’re willing to brush his hair with your fingers, tangling here and there, while he sits between your legs and talks to you about what had gone on, who was fighting over small petty reasons, and general blabbering on about anything and everything. It always warms him to know that you’re so ready to listen to him, especially when he comes home feeling like he hadn’t been heard at the recording session.

It’s always a bonus when you tug/pull on his hair. It makes him go crazy.

There are some days when you’re at the studio with him, nuzzled in his arms on the couch as Freddie and Brian discuss the next song on the album and you find yourself playing with the ends of his hair.

When he decided to cut it short, you were hesitant at first for you loved his long hair. You loved to brush it, you loved to braid it when he let you, you loved the feeling of it on your face as he hovered above you before leaning down to kiss you, and you loved the way that it cascaded onto his shoulders. But, when he comes home with his haircut you find yourself obsessed with it. The body, the thickness it seemed to hold was different than it was before and you ran your hands through it for what seemed like hours that night, constantly telling him how cute and how good it looked.

Plays his bass in the middle of the night when he can’t sleep.

He’ll sit on the couch or even on the floor in the kitchen, plucking notes for only himself to hear when he finds himself overpowered by the idea of staying awake until the sun comes up. Often times when they’re on tour, he’ll wake up in the middle of the night and just play. It was a constant ‘go, go, and going’ time in his life where he felt sleep wasn’t needed as much as new songs for the band were.

He often forgets these tunes when he falls asleep, but still, the music does help him sink back into reality and stay grounded enough to fall asleep.

Sleeping.

Typically face down if he had been drinking before coming to bed, as if he were black out drunk on the bed but he usually starts out on his back and ends up with his face shoved into the pillow, arms and legs out like a starfish. You’ve accepted that there was no longer your side and his side of the bed and have found comfortable positions to sleep in when he does spread out like that.

The nights when he cuddles you before sleeping often end with John on top of you, fast asleep with his head on your chest.

Falls asleep on the couch every so often and falls off from spreading out so much.

Has done this at the studio more than once.

Has probably fallen asleep with his bass sitting in his lap while he’s still sitting up. Roger offers to draw on his face, something that both Freddie and Brian agree with.

Probably falls asleep in his clothes more often than not when he comes home exhausted. Especially after a tour, he’ll set his luggage down and just fall into bed next to you and sleep for hours and hours until he feels like he has been recharged. You usually take his shoes off for him when this happens.

He is temperamental at times. Especially when things get too stressful.

He’ll either break down into tears or will stay silent in bubbling anger when things get to be too much for him or when he receives some hard to swallow pills.

The times that he cries, you’re always there for him. Your arms around his neck, his face pressed into yours as he lets it go. The stress of being in such a famous band, of being on tour so often, on basically living in a recording studio. He loved it, he loved music, but he also loved you. And he missed you.

The times when he gets angry, he tends to let it bubble inside before lashing out, often times, in the form of writing a new riff/new song. John’s anger is subtle to most, but you’ve learned to spot it on his face.

Also gets temperamental at times when he’s had too much to drink. Usually happening more on tour that when he’s home with you because John clasps to drinking when he’s lonely.

Loves to dance. (Obviously).

Will dance to anything, anywhere. He’s got moves and he’s willing to let other people see that even if it makes him look like a goof.

Favorite dancing sessions are those late night ones in your flat, music playing softly on your speakers as the two of you are dancing around your living room. He loves to lip sync and you’re always there to back him up when he does, laughing spilling into the air as he grasps your waist and tugs you in for a small kiss. 

When a slow song comes on, he is always up for pressing you against him, his hands resting on the small of your back, sometimes going lower when he’s feeling cheeky and just swaying your bodies from side to side.

He will sing too, every once and a while though he doesn’t see himself as good as any of the other guys in Queen, you beg to differ and reassure him that his voice is the one that you had fallen in love with.

SO HEY DEAKY DESERVES A LOT MORE LOVE SO HERE IS SOME! Thank you guys for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! Movie! Verse Queen requests are still being taken! Have a good one!!

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[shesadramaqueen]

Falling Snow; Brian May x F!Reader (Pt. 1)

Requested by: myself

Summary: Almost 3 months after Freddie’s passing, reader finds out Brian’s depression is at its worst, so she does anything in her hand to make him smile and laugh again.

Context: this is placed around February of 1992. In this ‘AU’, Brian doesn’t have children and Chrissie is still his wife in 1991. Anita doesn’t exist in this universe (as reader kind of takes her role).

Word count: 3.7 K

Warnings: death, cursing, mentions of cheating and divorce, a lot of sadness in general.

A/N & Tags: so this is my first fic (the first part of it) after a long time so I apologize if something’s off! I do take constructive criticism so tell me what do you think about this and what I could improve on. This came out a bit longer than expected, sorry about that. Also if there’s any kind of mistake, let me know and I will correct it right away! If anyone wants to be tagged, let me know through PM or ask. Enjoy the read, my loves!

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Stepping inside your London apartment first time after almost 3 months felt weird, but there you were once more. You breathed in deeply while you looked around. Your lips curled up in melancholy remembering all the great memories the space between those walls held, and a single tear ran down your cheek, which you cleaned up immediately, not wanting to get sad. 'That's not what he would have wanted', that's what you kept reminding yourself constantly. So instead, you threw your suitcase on the bed, grabbed a vinyl and approached the record player. You removed a bit of dust that had built up before carefully placing the record. You pressed play and the music filled you with a rather cheerful feeling, despite the hint of heaviness your heart felt. You made yourself a cup of tea and sat down on the sofa. You immediately started to think about the last few months of your life, as you always seemed to do lately whenever you spaced out. The call you received the 24th of November, you always started thinking about that.

"Y/N..." You were home, feeling uneasy(the only thing you had been able to feel for the last month) when Phoebe called, and with only saying your name you knew what was coming next. You didn't want to believe it though. "He's gone now".

You felt like the world stopped abruptly. And even though your heart shattered like it never did before, you just nodded and whispered a little "Alright" on the phone, so silent that you wondered if he even heard it, and you hanged up. You chuckled. You hated doing that, but it was your brains immediate answer when something horrible happened. Not knowing how to react, you got out of the building and when you reached the street, you saw it was pouring. And then you started to run. For a long, long time. Not knowing where. Avoiding the thoughts that built up in your head. Avoiding reality. So you ran, and ran, and kept running until you stopped without even wanting to. You stopped because you had reached Garden Lodge. For some reason, the surroundings of the house were full of people, and when you walked a little closer, you just knew they where there because of Fred. Mourning him. You found ridiculous that the news ran so quickly and you clicked your tongue, but the thought that so many people cared about him still brought you some comfort. Some of them gave you a sad, pitiful look when you wandered closer, as they knew who you were. You had been close friends with all the band almost from the beginning, and they knew the pain they felt didn't come a close second to the one you were suffering. You approached the metal gate and stared at it for some seconds. Almost out of instinct you put your hands inside your pocket to find your set of keys. You carefully grabbed the one that unlocked that door and didn't even hesitate to open it. You somehow knew the people around wouldn't have dared to come close and invade the privacy of the big mansion, but still you couldn't care less in that moment. You got inside and closed the gate behind you. The surroundings of Garden Lodge were still as beautiful as always and that peaceful stability made you feel some kind of jealousy. You shook your head and started walking. Only then, you realized you were out of breath and the pain that covered your legs, but that didn't stop you. The door was unlocked, and you paused before heading inside. You were instantly hit with a sorrwful wave, which caused you to gasp lightly. The house itself was warm, but the energy that lingered in the air was something cold and hard that wrapped into your bones. You tried to shake it away, unsuccessfully, before paying attention to your surroundings. The lights of the living room were on and, hearing quiet whispers and sobs from there, you decided to approach the room. The image you saw when you reached said room was dreadful. On the sofa, there was Mary, wearing a green skirt and a white shirt with her blond hair pulled in a low pony tail, who was hugging Phoebe tightly, tears streaming down her face, red and wet. You could only see Phoebe's back, but it looked so firm and tense under the brown jacket he wore you assumed he was crying, too. It hurt to see them in pain, specially because you were close with both of them, but you decided to not interrupt that personal moment. Roger was also there, sitting on one of the armchairs, with sunglasses on and a drink on his right shaking hand, that moved violently every time he brought the glass to his lips. He was wearing some black jeans and a casual grey t-shirt, covered with a leather jacket. You tried to smile when you saw him look at you, but it didn't work. He put his drink aside straight away and got up before pulling you into a tight embrace without caring that you were completely wet and without saying a single thing you hugged back. He hid his face on your neck and you softly played with his hair with your eyes shut tight, you both trying to comfort each other somehow. After a while, he pulled away and you stared into each other. Roger was one of your closest friends and even behind the dark sunglasses he was wearing, you could feel the distress in his eyes. He never was the kind of guy that shared his emotions openly, but you noticed a few tears had stained his cheeks. You whiped those softly with your hand. "Don't cry, love" you mumbled, managing to give him a small smile. You gave him a peck where his tears where before and he twisted his lips in a way you could only assume that was trying to be a smile. He kissed the crown of your head before heading back to where he sat before, lighting a cigarette while he picked his drink once again. John had one of his own, too. He was sitting in a chair that was next to the big windows and he seemed he was deep inside his thoughts, his dark green button up shirt he wore blended him with the green nature the gardens of the big house had. You noticed his light brown dressing trousers were a bit damp and you wondered how long it had been since he got here. You approached him and lightly touched his shoulder to get his attention. He turned to you, his face looked like he didn't sleep in forever, but you could see a tiny sparkle light behind the darkness of his eyes when he saw you. "Hey" you said with a rather raspy tone. "Hey" he said softly so only you could hear. He got up to hug you as well, but this time you rested your head on his chest while he rested his on top of yours. You stayed for some minutes like that, enjoying the peaceful feeling. You had always loved to hug John, his hugs were never tight or agressive, they were always soft and reassuring. Every time he had you between his arms you felt like nothing could go wrong. This time, though, that last feeling was barely recognizable. He kissed the spot he was laying his head on before pulling away and giving you a warm smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

He sat down again and you gave a little squeeze to his shoulder before moving on.You were all too numb to withhold a conversation, so you were glad they even made the effort to greet you in such an uplifting way.

You walked into the hallway, trying to distract yourself, and you started appreciating every detail of the space you walked through, seeing little things you never had before. Cold air suddenly hit your skin, sending a chill down your spine and you followed the breeze, curious. You ended up reaching the back of the house, which was a little room that served as a transition between the inside and the beautiful backyard from outside.

You saw Jim sitting down on the stairs of the main back door, his whole body leaning on the wall. Wearing some sweatpants and a black robe, he looked much smaller than he was. You approached him cautiously, and when you were by his side, you couldn't help but stare. "I love the rain you know?" He started talking "I love how calming it is, how soft. I love the smell it gives away and how it seems to slow down time" a small smile painted his face. "Freddie absolutely despised it" he chuckled. "He always was a bit of a cat, you know? He hated how it made his hair look or getting wet by it or how he would always get headaches because of it" silence settled for some seconds. "I never understood why, of all things, he hated rainy days. But now I do". You tilted your head slightly, feeling a bit confused. He went on. "Today, I hate the rain. I can't stand it, I want it to stop and to give me some silence, to stop it reminding me of him. But then, it'd be equally if not more pissed if it was sunny. That would be too bright, and today is not a bright day. It's the darkest of them all." You looked out to the sky and focused on the black, black clouds, but you knew he didn't mean that type of darkness "I loved rainy days, but I wonder if I will hate them from now on" he trailed off. You looked at him, once more. His eyes were red and puffy and he looked so tired. And so old, God it looked like he aged 40 years. Jim had always been someone you admired. A kind, hard-working man who fought for what he believed in and always kept a smile on his face, no matter what, and today was no exception. The thing you liked the most about him, though, is how happy he made Freddie. "I want to see him" you said abruptly, your mouth working faster than your brain. He looked at you for the first time and nodded, getting up and leading you through the house. You hesitated at first, a bit embarrassed from having said that, but you eventually followed him. 

When he reached what used to be their shared bedroom, he stood in front of the door and waited for you, as you had stopped a few steps before reaching it, feeling your heartbeat on your throat and your ears. Jim smiled at you sympathetically and patiently waited for you to be ready. After some minutes, you looked at him and you nodded. He nodded back and slowly opened the door in front of him. You breathed in deeply before going inside, him walking after you. The room was awfully quiet, and the big dimensions of it didn't help that fact. The yellow undertone the room had made it look much brighter than it actually was. You felt an eerie aura dance around that made you shiver. You spotted the bed, which had a big lump on it and this sight freezed your whole body and you were unable to walk. It started to be difficult to breath and you felt your vision go blurry. A sudden feel of warmth on your shoulder made your stiff body jump and twist your head. 

It was Jim, whose hand rested on your body in a sign of reassurance, and you mentally slapped yourself for thinking it could have been something... supernatural.

"You don't have to do this" he simply said, to which you shook your head and turned your attention to the bed once again. His hand dropped and you felt vulnerable, so before approaching the bed you grabbed the big man's arm, to which he held back without hesitation. Only when you were a few centimetres away from the bed was when all the things connected together. It was when it all became real and still, you couldn't believe it. Freddie's body was laying on the bed, and you put your free hand over your mouth to stop a gasp from getting out. He had his eyes open and you were surprised at how he looked. His appearance through the evolution of his illness went decaying. He went form someone strong and full of life to someone that looked like he would snap in half if he sneezed too hard. But that wasn't him anymore. He looked free and somehow... alive. "The ecstasy of Saint Teresa" you thought out loud. It was the only way you could have described the image in front of you. "That's what I though, too. I've always thought he was a piece of art". You heard Jim speak and you got startled a tiny bit, as you forgot he was there even if you were holding him close. He sighed before muttering "I'm just glad he isn't suffering anymore". You turned around and looked at him closely. He looked so broken and sad. And so you hugged him like you would hug a little kid who was deadly scared because he couldn't find his mum anywhere. 

The hug you received back spoke louder than words. If you couldn't stand the pain of losing a best friend you couldn't begin to imagine how it felt to lose the love of your life. That's how Freddie often referred to Jim as. But destiny was cruel and even if it had ripped them both apart too soon, he remained kind and humble and patient. "He loved you, Jim" you softly said with a broken voice, after some moments of silence. You felt him smile when he spoke. "He loved you too, darling" to which you slightly chuckled with a half smile. You would have loved to stay like that for a long time, consoling each other, but there was that feeling once again. Your breath began to quicken and your muscles tensed up. You had the urge to move and go away. So you pulled away and gave him a peck on the cheek before rushing down the stairs, every step you took faster than the last. You needed to run. So you rushed down the hallway until you reached the front entrance. You didn't expect to see anyone on the other side when you practically yanked the door open. But Brian was there, standing with wide eyes and completely damp. The more you stared at his face, the worse it became: His dark hair was stuck to his face, and his bloodshot eyes and scruffy beard made him look like a stereotypical homeless guy. His clothes didn't help him dismiss that look either, as he was wearing just a jacket over a big t-shirt and some sweatpants he used as a pyjamas. His bottom lip was stained with blood from probably being bitten too much. You blinked a ridiculous amount of times while you processed what you were seeing and suddenly sobbed without meaning to, feeling like it all was too much to bear. You quickly circled around him before going under the rain, getting rid of all the dryness your clothes had absorbed before. -Y/N! Wait!- you heard him say, but you couldn't stop. Your shaky, fast breaths mixed with the sobbing were louder and louder with every movement you made. You couldn't tell if you were crying or not, but your vision was starting to go blurry. You only thought about going away. You had to disappear. A firm but soft hand stopped your movement by gripping one of your wrists tightly. You wrestled to try and get away from Brian. "No! Let me go!" you yelled. Your own voice scared yourself: so broken and desperate. The tall one didn't let go, but instead just drew you near and brought you close to his body, his arms completely steady around you. "NO!" You screamed trying to get away once more but it was in vain. You dropped your head and you grabbed Brian's jacket tightly, as loud sobs started to escape from your throat. "It's not fair!" You cried out "IT'S NOT FAIR" you yelled with everything you had. You hit the man's chest with your fist, but his grip didn't loosen. You finally wrapped your arms around him, too, and he caressed your back while whispering soft "sssh"s and "it will be alright"s on your ear. Even when your knees failed to hold your body, Brian didn't let go of you for one second. And you both stayed on the ground, hugging under the non stopping London shower and truly feeling like it all would be sorted out eventually, as Brian May was the only support you needed at that moment. The one you craved to call the love of your life, but couldn’t quite do it yet.

The ring of the telephone cut your thoughts and you furrowed your eyebrows. Who could it be? It couldn't be your family, you just saw them a few hours ago, as you spent the last months with them and you already let your mum know you arrived safely, so why would they call? You discarded that option. You wondered if it could be the boys, but it was unprovable. When you were about to leave, you told them you needed to rest and recover from the big hit and you emphasised enough times that you would not call them unless it was an emergency, as you truly needed to disconnect, but either way you would always pick up their phone calls. That did sound kind of stupid now that you thought about it(as one blond guy you knew didn't fail to complain about) but that's how you felt you could recover better. You would still hear about your friends, as both Roger and John called you from time to time, checking on you and talking with you about how they and their family were doing, but you wouldn't waste the few energy you had thinking about when to call them and what to talk about, constantly worrying about it. Even though they all promised to call, Brian never did. That made you feel slightly guilty, but you quickly got that out of your head, telling yourself that's not your fault, as you already had expressed cautiously how the situation was gonna be and they all (eventually) understood and respected your wishes. Anyways, none of them knew you were home, so even if it was either your family or your friends, they would have called your mobile phone. You got up and turned down a bit the volume of the music before picking up. "Hullo!" you said, curiosity spotted in your voice. The other end of the line was silent and you couldn't help but wonder if this was a prank. "Hello?" You insited. "Is this Y/N?" You heard a woman say. You held your breath, recognizing who she was. "Uuh, yeah" you simply said with a tense voice. 'Fuck', was the only thought that came to mind. "I need to talk to you" she said with a tone you could not identify. You swallowed hard and closed your eyes before trying to apologize about everything. "Er, look Chrisse, I'm sorry about-". "Save it" she cut you. "You're not sorry and we both know that" you could hear she was frustrated and you stayed silent, wishing the earth would swallow you in that instant. "Look... I don't wanna hear it okay? I knew my relationship with Brian was going to end when we started to distance ourselves and his affair with you only made things clearer." you ducked your head, ashamed. You knew Chrisse found out about this through Roger. He told you Brian spoke with her out of guilt and that's when things started to go downhill. John was the one that told you they got a divorce. When he explained that to you, you wanted to call your lover and ask about everything that was going on, but eventually decided to remain faithful to what you stated and just patiently waited for a call that never came through. Did you make a mistake by not calling Brian? "Yes, you did ruin my marriage but..." the woman continued and her voice made you come back to reality. "I do not really hold grudges against you. I'm still angry, as you will understand, but Brian and I have remained friends still or that's what I like to think... I forgive him, Y/N. I forgive you both" she sighed heavily. 'Wow' you thought. That's the last thing you expected to hear from someone who's life you pretty much ruined. "Um, thank you, I'm so glad..." you said awkwardly trying to regain your posture. You cleared your voice before speaking up. "What did you want to talk about, then?" "I need your help” she simply said. “You owe me after all". 'So she holds no grudges but still keeps bringing it up' you stopped yourself from rolling your eyes. Even if Chrissie had all the right to say it as many times as she wanted to, it still pissed you off a tiny bit. Without waiting for you to agree, she went on. "It's Brian". "Huh?" You rapidly said wishing that you heard what she said wrong. The moments of silence before she spoke again felt eternal. "He's doing really bad, Y/N". "W-what do you mean?" You questioned with a hint of fear in your voice. 'I really fucking messed up by not calling him' you thought while exhaling shakily and running a hand through your hair. "Can you swing by? It's better if I explain it to you face to face". "I'll be right up" you shortly said and hung up. You picked up your jacket, your wallet, your keys, and your phone and you bolted out the door, not even turning off the record player and leaving your steamy tea turn cold.

[writerofculture-blog]

Decisions-Chapter 1

It is often thought that the everything and everyone exists in parallel universe, at the same time but within different space. The universe you end up in depend on the decisions you make at major points in your life and the path you decide to take. Decisions not only affect your life but also those around you.

What if you were lucky enough to see which universe your decisions would lead you not only once, but twice?

Summary:

1974 before their first big tour in the US, John Deacon faces a major decision in his life, whether to propose to his college girlfriend Veronica, or to break up with her and pursue a forbidden but budding relationship that goes beyond friends with a certain bandmate with unruly curly hair and slender long fingers that could bring the red guitar to life.

1992 just a month after Freddy’s funeral, John faces another decision, whether to divorce his wife of 16 years and leave 6 children or to lose the last chance with the love of his life.

Chapter 1:

1974:

John Richard Deacon was never one to take risks in life. Brought up in a middle-class family in Leicester, he was always the good boy who listened to parents at home and teachers in school. Veronica Tezlaff was introduced to him through family friends thinking it would be nice for them to meet since they were both going to college in London and away from home. John thought she was the perfect girlfriend that his parents always had in mind for him, pretty, intelligent, and sweet. Dating her was like dating one of his best friends, comfortable and smooth. He always thought he would marry her one day and have a family with a lot of kids, full of joy and laughter.

John loved music, loved playing rhythm guitar and joined the first band back in high school. Joining Queen was merely by chance. He wanted to continue playing bass guitar as a hobby, and coincidentally the group in college is in need of a bass player. He auditioned in front of them in a lecture room in college. They liked him, he liked them and the group Queen had a new bass player. A little did he knew he would like one of them a little too much.

Freddie, Roger and Brian became his family away from home. They were different from anyone John had ever met before. Freddie with his theatrical drama, Roger with his carefree partying lifestyle, and Brian. John thought it was not fair for people like Brian May to exist in this world, combination of brilliant scientist and talented musician, yet at the same time warm, kind, and down to earth. God has definitely spent a little more time on him.

To make it easier to practice and to save money, four of them decided to move together in a flat in London. As they spent more time together, their bond grew closer. Being the temperamental artists that they are, the three of them would fight constantly about music, about space, and about domestic affairs. John always watched in the corner but as time went on, he found himself to side with Brian more and more.  Maybe it was because they were both physical science majors, he understood Brian’s logical, calculating mind. Also, John thought someone as perfect as Brian May could not possibly be wrong.

Freddie took care of John like a little brother. Roger partied with him like best mates. But it was always Brian’s gaze that made John blush, Brian’s jokes that made him have butterflies in his stomach, Brian’s soulful voice that he dreams about at night, and watching Brian playing guitar that made him skip his line.

John wondered why he never felt that way when he was with Veronica, even when they first met.

When a drunk Brian kissed him that evening, John has never felt more excited and scared at the same time. He felt his heart throbbing against his chest and heat spreading from his head down to his crotch. He wanted more, and if it wasn’t for Brian falling into drunken stupor after confessing his unrequited love for him, there would definitely have been more.

The sweet taste of his crush’s lips just hours ago, and the words that John was dying to hear, even from a Brian that could not tell day from night, John did not get a wink of sleep that night. As soon as dawn broke, John got up and quietly slipped into the Brian’s room, a little jealous of the peaceful sleep that himself was not able to achieve. John stared in awe of wondering how someone could possibly be so perfect and beautiful, and that person could have a hint of interest in someone as plain as himself. Of course, John thought depressingly, it is very possible that Brian thought he was confessing his love to his girlfriend Chrissie, who conveniently also has long brown locks. John decided to shrug off that thought, quietly slipped out of the flat, not before stealing a gentle peck on the older man’s lips, careful not to wake him. He wanted to get a head start on the drive home.

Even before the incident with drunk Brian last night, John was already feeling that things were happening too fast. It was a week before their first big tour and it had to be on the other side of the world. He decided to go home before he left the country. The excitement of going to America for the first time with the band on the brink of possibly making something big and having to put his master study in electronics on hold at least temporarily for the band were already making John a little uneasy. On top of that, it was also his 4th year anniversary of dating Veronica. He knew that both his parents and Veronica were expecting something big from him. Hell his mother even told him on the phone that she had grandma’s legacy ring ready for him to propose.

He knew life with marriage to Veronica would be comfortable and predictable. He could already see it 10, 20, 30 years down the line. Did he love her, John thought so. She was like family, like his best friend. Then why was it that he never got the same ecstasy he felt when Brian kissed him with her. If he married Veronica, would he never be able to explore what his feelings toward Brian were?

Knuckles white from his tight grip on the steering wheel, John’s thoughts started to jumbo and focusing on the road was just about the last thing on his mind. Before he realized, he was heading toward the ramp on the side of the freeway before everything went black.

John was woken up by a blinding white light. He rubbed his eyes, blinked and looked around. It was a surreal environment. He was on the sidewalk of the street where they lived in London on a sunny day, which was already an extremely rare event, but what is weirder was people were rushing just like they always were, but no one seemed to be bothered with his presence as if people could walk through him.

“Johnnie!”

John turned around toward the familiar voice that called his name. Walking toward him was a smiling old man with grey hair from his not too distant memory. It was his grandpa who passed away 4 years ago. Not having a chance to process the implications of seeing a dead family member, John rushed to hug the old man in a tight embrace.

“Grandpa. I can’t believe I will be able to see you again.” John’s voice cracked with all the emotions rushing through his body. He and his grandpa had always been close and if his grandpa was still alive, John was certain that he would help him sort out all the mess in his life.

“Where am I? If I am with you, does that mean I am already dead? I just remember hitting a ramp on the road during the drive home. I didn’t think I hit that hard.” John is totally over whelmed by what is happening.

His grandpa chuckled, “Don’t worry Johnnie. Your time has yet to come. You are just passed out now but will wake up soon. This is just an extremely special chance for you to see the parallel universes that exist depending on your choice.”

“Parallel universe?” John asked in a confused voice. Brian would be able to understand this better, John blushed while he thought.

“In fact, all events and existence are in parallel rather than in sequence as most people would believe. They exist in difference space but the same time. How you traverse from one universe to another depend on the decisions you make and path you take. “His grandpa explained. “John, do you have to make a big decision some time soon?”

John nodded, “Yeah, in fact, I am trying to decide whether to propose to Ronnie, my girlfriend. “

“Why wouldn’t you want to? She is a sweet girl and you love her. “His grandpa winked at him.

Trying to avoid his grandpa’s gaze, John looked onto the ground, “I don’t know. I think I may have feelings for someone else.”

“Who?” His grandpa asked.

John took a deep breath. His grandpa was the only person that he could tell everything to. “A..a boy, one of my bandmates.”

“The one with curly hair who plays guitar.” His grandpa chuckled mischievously.

John nodded. “How did you know?”

“Oh, I see everything from up there. “His grandpa pointed to the sky. “Hmm, I always knew you were a little different. Well, this is your lucky day Johnnie, you get to experience the universes that exist depending on what decision you make and basically see how the future will unfold. So when you wake up, you can make the choice that you won’t regret. Very little people have this chance.”

Even though John still don’t fully comprehend what is happening, but he knew this was an extremely rare chance. To be able to see the future, how cool is that.

“So let’s start with the universe if you did decide to marry Veronica, shall we?” His grandpa snapped his fingers, and the scene changed. It was the year 1975.

[lilacskyent-blog]

Breakfast with Alex Wex

People have a million opinions and false facts about the digital world we live in today, and even more about social media. For a lot of people, they use platforms like Instagram and Twitter to follow celebrities, and some use it to bully celebrities. Most forget that that connection can also be used for good. We live in a world of amazing accessibility and, when used properly, could foster a wonderful connection between people. A prime example of this is the Will Smith Jump event that took the internet by storm, that all started with a video message. It’s incredible what can happen when you reach out to people. That was the main thought in my mind before sitting down with Alex Wex yesterday. Alex Wex is an amazing Twitch streamer, and until recently, was a producer for FBE and REACT on Youtube. As of this interview, Alex Wex has fostered a wonderful community through Twitch and Discord known as the Jank Squad, and recently broke his view count record at 210 viewers for his birthday stream, also hitting close to 600 subscribers. Given that I was in Atlanta and he was in LA we couldn’t actually meet for breakfast like I usually do so we had an amazing video chat instead.

So for starters, I just want to thank you for sitting down with me. I’ve been following your work since I first saw you on FBE and I think you’re an awesome dude so thanks. I wanna start at the very beginning because I’m really interested in your story. So, I know you went to high school in Atlanta, GA. What can you tell me about that?

I was actually born in Manhattan, my family moved to Atlanta around pre-K and I lived there up until I graduated from Riverwood High School. All my friends wanted to go to UGA or Georgia Tech but I was really interested in traveling and branching out, so I went to Ohio for college, and now I live in L.A. I made some truly amazing friends in Atlanta, and having this kind of east coast, south culture mixture has made life pretty interesting.

When did you know you wanted to work in entertainment, and what led to you becoming a producer?

When I was a kid, my family liked to record family videos, and I always wanted to see the recording. I had the eye for production pretty early. Once I started high school I got involved in performing, did Grease, The Wiz, and a few other school plays that got me interested in the performance aspect as well. In college, I majored in video production with a minor in film and sociology so I gained real knowledge of the art that happens behind the camera.

How does one go from school in Atlanta to working at FBE?

As I mentioned before I went to college at Ohio University, what got me was their video production department. I actually still work with the head of the department and speak to the alumni when they come here, advising them on some dos and don'ts. As a graduation gift, my Dad gave me an all expense paid trip to anywhere I wanted to go in the U.S for a few days and I chose L.A. So I was here, hanging out with my current roommate Johnny and we just decided to come out here permanently and live the dream. So I packed up my car and drove from Atlanta to LA and started looking for internships while working at Chipotle.I first joined FBE as an intern, then got hired as a PA and eventually was a writer for some of their scripted shows, and I worked my way up until I was offered the producer position. I loved producing because that involved every aspect of working behind the camera, from writing to filming to editing and seeing the baby from birth to fully grown. Being in front of the camera came back when FBE launched the community team and started streaming on Twitch.

Watching Alex grow on YouTube, putting reactors in hilarious challenges, eat crazy concoctions and brave some insane hot sauces that would make Sean Evans proud, his personality radiates through the screen. His passion for both sides of the camera is clear in the quality of every video he makes. However, taking part in one of his Twitch streams gives you an even more full experience. It’s like the difference between a teaser trailer and a full film.

Freddy or Jason?

Freddy is my favorite in Dead By Daylight but I love Jason, in fact, Friday the 13th was the first game I ever streamed. I’d have to say, Jason.

So, we were in high school in the baby years of YouTube, I mostly used it for music videos and anime, I think back then I only followed Phil Defranco and Timothy Delaghetto consistently. Back then, did you ever look at YouTube and think “this is going to revolutionize the world and turn traditional media on its head?”

Yeah, it’s changed everything. Almost every network has a YouTube channel now. Late night shows and things like SNL upload segments that get massive amounts of views. YouTube is still growing, testing out its premium service and channel enrollment and things like that, but it’s exciting to see where it’s going to end up.

It’s even crazier when you think about how much Twitch has already changed the game.

Definitely, I mean we’ve seen what happens when some of the top YouTube creators come over to Twitch and realize that it’s completely different from what they’re used to. It’s more like an improv radio show, you have to be on for two or three hours and avoid dead air, rather than being able to edit something together. It’s hard to be constantly entertaining when you're used to delivering a finished edit rather than a live audience. For example, Logan Paul had over 100,000 people in his first stream but after that, the numbers dropped just cause that’s not his world. Live Streaming is a constant conversation. It’s the opposite of YouTube.

I remember seeing YouTubers flood to Twitch after the adpocalypse and feeling like it made no sense. A lot of vloggers and creators who never expressed any interest in video games were all suddenly obsessed with Fortnite. However, when people like Alex Wex came to Twitch they brought genuine love of gaming, skill, and a great sense of community.

What insight can you give into the world of a producer? Especially on the internet, how to figure out what videos are gonna get views or go viral?

It’s a case by case basis depending on what you make. With Challenge Chalice, we made it during the high point of internet challenges and we had consistent challenges to make content with constantly, but this past year challenges have kinda quieted down so that got more difficult. We revisited and revised a lot of earlier challenges to make them more interesting, and that has to do with being present during every step of the process. You can’t slack off on anything, from script to editing. Being organized is key, and definitely take on the ideas and criticisms of the people working with you. Be flexible and open-minded. It’s not about balance, it’s about harmony.

3 Breakfast must haves?

Bacon

Grits

Belgian Waffles are incredible

Hack-n-slash? RPG? Or FPS? And why?

That’s complicated. Overwatch is one of my favorite games but it doesn’t play exactly like an FPS. For me, hack-n-slash for games like Dead Cells, Rogue Lights, I love games with massive replay value. I’m playing Diablo 3 on switch right now and I love it.

What games are best for streaming? Does the game you play matter?

A little, but it shouldn’t be everything. You want your audience to gravitate towards your personality. Never play something you don’t enjoy playing. I love Overwatch and it’s not one of the current hot stream games but I love playing it. Story games are complicated. If people miss parts of story mode games they tune it out cause they won’t know what’s going on. More than anything put your own spin on what you’re doing. For example, when I do Dead By Daylight I do stream vs chat where my chat helps the survivors escape if I’m playing the killer. In fact, chatting streams are starting to really blow up. It’s more about the person playing than the game they play.

What game has you hype for 2019?

That’s tough, but probably Kingdom Hearts 3. I’m excited for Smash Bros for my last game of 2018 too.

What led you to Twitch?

I’d seen some of it, but Tom had been doing it for 6 months and kept suggesting it until one day I finally did. I had a decent setup with an ultra-wide monitor and Tom’s old video capture device and I started streaming Dead by Daylight. We actually came into the name Jank Squad because of how janky the streams were in the beginning.

What led you to leave FBE and what are you working on now?

I wanted to focus more on my Twitch, and it was exhausting streaming at work on the days when I’m also streaming at home. I wanted to give my audience the most energy I could and be more involved with them as a community. I’m creating new ways to interact with my audience, more active in my Discord, and after working there for 5 years I felt stuck. There wasn’t any new learning experience and things felt a little sour and monotonous with the new direction things were going in. I’m actually getting a new camera and a green screen to upgrade the stream quality. I’d love to make partner with Twitch.

What’s the dream?

I take things to step by step. I’m definitely in a transition right now. I’m looking for another good full-time job at the moment. I’d love to be a full-time streamer but I’d also love to produce my own stuff and then stream after work. Streaming is probably one of the most consistent things I’ve ever done. Funny enough, that’s part of what got me into it cause Tom knew my leisure activity was video games, and streaming just takes that to another level. It definitely takes work, but the community you foster on this platform is unlike any other with the rating system and how everything is set up.

Alright so the zombie apocalypse is upon us and you can have 1 mortal character, one god tier video game character, and one Reactor in your survival squad, who you got?

Kratos from God of War 2 causes his chain blades would tear through everything, my regular would be Leon from Resident Evil 4 cause his aim is amazing and he’s used to zombies, and my Reactor would be Chelsea cause she knows so much about The Walking Dead. That’s my squad.

East Coast or West Coast

East, it’s where I was born and bred.

Top 10 songs or artists on your playlist right now?

Meek Mill- Intro with the amazing Phil Collins sample

Tyler the Creator’s Grinch is great for the holidays

The Cool-Lupe Fiasco

Chance The Rapper’s new songs

Paramore- Ain’t It Fun

You come from the same city I did with only a two year age difference, and you’re the first brown face I saw in relation to FBE and now you’re killing it on Twitch. Do you know how dope you are?

I appreciate that. I like to think I’m dope in some ways but I also do my best to keep it real, keep myself humble, and not letting the numbers get to my head. I hope everyone thinks they’re fucking awesome, cause they are. I have my good and bad days but I like to look at what has been built and keep grinding. Everyone is on a different time stream. I don’t want to rush things, I’m on my own path, and right now I just wanna build this community.

I for one, am excited to see what comes next from Alex Wex, including his stream later this week. You can find him @ItsMrWex

-Strawberry Smirk of Lilac Sky Entertainment