#fuck i cannot WAIT for how absolutely messy this is gonna be

[whollyjoly]

hey so you know how devin kelley said she and oliver have a scene as kim and buck this season??

...yeah i DEFINITELY think we're going to get an uno reverse of the crashed date from 7x05, where buck and tommy are going to be out and about and run into eddie and kim, which leads to some...Awkward Conversations 👀👀

(bonus points if we see eddie ask buck to babysit chris cause he's going on a date with marisol, only for buck to say no caues he has his own plans, and then they run into eddie with kim. the DRAMA)

((double bonus points if we get an 📢📢 EDDIE 📢📢 thats even louder than the buck heard round the world))

y'all this is gonna be MESSY and i cannot WAIT

[nicoline1998enilocin]

Worship

PAIRING || Husband!Young!Tony Stark x Wife!Fem!Reader

WORDCOUNT || 1.1K

SUMMARY || Over the years, you and your husband, Tony, have developed the perfect 'welcome home' routine when he returns from filming. However, this time, you decide to change it up, as he deserves to be worshipped in every way possible.

RATING || Explicit (E)

TAGS || Actor!AU. Actor!Tony Stark. Young!Tony Stark. Established relationship. Explicit sexual content.

WARNINGS || Reader is described as tattooed.

SMUT || PWP. Daddy kink. Dirty talk. Praise. Groping. Masturbation. Cock worship. Ball play. Oral (M receiving). Deepthroating. Cum swapping. Cum swallowing.

A/N || This story expresses my endless gratitude and love for my best friend, biggest supporter, and most lovely human to grace this earth, @ccbsrmsf1. Carol, I cannot possibly thank you enough for everything you do for me, but I want you to know I love you to the moon and back. Knowing you truly improves my life, and I love you so much! I can't wait to see what the future holds for us and our friendship 💙

EVENTS Masterlist || @anyfandomkinkbingo || "It ain't gonna suck itself."

Photo: Source || Graphics are made by @nicoline1998enilocin

Main Masterlist || Tony Stark Masterlist || AU Masterlist

Four and a half months. That's how long it's been since you've seen your husband—none other than the famous actor Tony Stark—in person instead of via a laptop screen, but today, that will finally change. He's coming home, and you have freed up your entire evening, wanting nothing more than to give him the welcome home he deserves.

That's how you've found yourself on the bed in nothing but a dark red lingerie set that shows off your tattoos beautifully, waiting for your husband to find the little note you left downstairs. Candles are lit throughout the bedroom, and soft music is playing while you're waiting, the minutes ticking by in a seemingly endless fashion.

Until you hear Tony's footsteps on the stairs, carrying him to the bedroom where you're waiting. Your panties are entirely ruined from the arousal seeping through as you've patiently waited in anticipation of seeing him.

"Hi, Sun-" Tony says as the door swings open, but seeing you spread out on the bed immediately takes his breath away. Your legs spread, revealing your soaked panties as you let your fingers glide over the fabric, moaning ever so softly.

"Fuck," he whispers, his hand instantly shooting to the front of his pants, palming his rapidly hardening cock at the sight of you. A smirk lies on your lips as you pull your bottom lip between your teeth, and Tony can't help but groan at the sight in front of him.

Tony quickly undresses himself, as his clothes are all starting to feel tight and uncomfortable on his body. With every piece of clothing hitting the floor, your eyes are raking down his body, and you can't get enough as you drink in the sight of your husband.

His messy hair beautifully frames his face. A red flush on his cheeks, half-lidded eyes, and pink, puffy lips give him a boyish charm, though his body is far from it. His broad shoulders lead the way to the dusting of chest hair you love to run your fingers through. The tattoo with the names of your three children—Hudson, Orion, and Paxton—and yourself is proudly visible over his heart.

His narrow waist leads you to his dark happy trail and your final destination - his absolute monster of a cock standing at attention against his chiseled abdomen. The tip is flushed red, a bead of pre-cum already gathered at the tip of his length, and you let out a soft gasp when he grabs it, his hand slowly working himself as he looks at you.

"Look at what you're doin' to me, Sunshine. 'M so fuckin' hard for you," he growls, his New York accent shining through as you clench around nothing, your hand falling away from your pussy so you can crawl over the bed, ready to worship your husband like the God he is.

Within seconds, he's standing at the foot of the bed, right in front of you as you sit on your knees. Your hand runs over the muscular thighs that frame his cock to perfection, and you're already drooling from the thought of you getting to taste your husband again.

Tony looks at you with a smirk, tugging at the corner of his lips. His brow quirked as he looked at you, his free hand tipping your face up to meet his gaze.

"What do you think, Sunshine? Do you want to have a taste of Daddy's cock again? 'M barely even home, and you're already cock-hungry for Daddy, aren't you," he says in a low voice, and you nod sheepishly as you run your hands over his hairy thighs.

"Y-yes, Daddy, wan' your cock," you tell him, and he smirks before leaning forward and letting the tip of his cock glide over your lips, wetting them with the pre-cum already leaking from the mushroom tip.

"C'mon, Sunshine, it ain't gonna suck itself," he says, and you open your mouth, allowing Tony to feed you his cock. His fist is wrapped around the shaft, working over the light blue veins as he slowly jerks himself off while you suckle on his tip, soft moans tumbling from your lips as you savor his taste.

"That's it, fuck," he groans out as you work more of him into your mouth, your tongue laving over the throbbing veins adorning his cock. Your nails softly dig into his thighs, and Tony throws his head back as he slowly ruts in and out of the warmth of your mouth and throat.

The moment he slides into your throat, you look up at him with big doe eyes, and your husband can't help but feel like he's so lucky to have you—to be married to such an amazing woman who will let him do whatever he wants to you in the bedroom without a second thought.

Tony keeps working himself more into your throat, and without a second thought, your hand slips off his thigh, only to cup his balls and squeeze them softly, making him moan your name loudly. Not your nickname, but your actual name.

A shiver runs down your spine as he does, as it only slips out when he's really far gone for you.

"You take me so well, Sunshine; feels like heaven in there," he says in a gravelly voice as he leans down to wrap his hand around your throat, feeling himself as he pulls back before pushing back in again, all the way until you're taking all of him.

"Good girl," he groans before lacing his fingers in your hair, and he starts to speed up his previous pace. As he does, you keep playing with his balls, rolling and squeezing them just the way he likes while you suck his cock in earnest, drool starting to spill out from the corners of your mouth. It's becoming a huge mess, but neither of you cares.

"God, I'm cumming-" is all he can say before you pull back until his tip is lying on your tongue, and you feel the jerking and throbbing motions of his cock as it empties itself in your mouth while you keep looking up at your husband.

"Don't you fucking dare to swallow it, Sunshine," he says once he's done, and he pulls out of your mouth. He quickly sinks on his knees before pulling you into a messy and wet kiss, as you allow Tony to lick his cum out of your mouth as he pulls you close.

You two only let go of one another once the need for air becomes more prominent than the need for each other. You're panting as you pull back, your forehead pressed against your husband's, and you pant with a large smile on your face.

"Welcome home, My Love," you tell him before you're pushed back on the bed, and it's his turn to worship you for the rest of the night, just like the Goddess you are.

[r3starttt]

Hi Ren I absolutely luv luv your work!!!

I wanted to make a request on Ellie with a Mexican girlfriend yk ? Like a little blurb or head cannons or even a small one shot if possible 🥹🥹🥹 it would really make my day !!! It could be sfw or nsfw

Thank you very much!

Mwah besos !!! 🩷🧸

Bonita

ellie x mexican r!

a/n: lysm!!! besos 🩷 I’ve been wanting to write something about this for soooo long so I really appreciated this request

Warnings: none

Since she met you there was no day were she didn’t try to learn a new word in Spanish or ask you to teach her.

Her favorite words are the ones to curse of course.Those are also the ones she pronounces better.

She also shows a lot of interest in your culture. The food, the traditions, the clothes. She loves asking you about it because she knows you’re gonna tell her every detail.

And god, she absolutely adores the way your face lightens whenever you talk about Mexico. She looks at you with the must pretty puppy eyes ever.

“How do you say pretty in spanish?” “bonito” “You’re fucking boni-“ “Wait! Then it’s bonita, Im bonita” she nodded “extremely fucking Bonita” her pronunciation sucked so much but god, how bonita she was too.

She likes to celebrate all special dates in your way and learn about how is life like in Mexico. She’d always ask you to tell her about your experiences there when Ellie she can’t sleep.

“There’s no prom in Mexico?” she stopped the movie you two were watching, in complete shock. You shook your head “There’s something like that but it’s not really like prom”

She’s absolutely convinced Mexican food is the best food ever and gets confused at how the flavor changes even though it’s basically the same ingredients just in a different presentation.

“Aren’t tacos the same as these?” she pointed to the plate you’d just served her, they were enchiladas and it was the first time trying them “good point, I’ve never thought about it” you two stated at the plate, in silence “tacos have more verity though, and these have lots of sauce so, I guess they’re kinda similar but not really the same”

She just shrugged, already with food in her mouth. Once you took a bite too you could hear a hum, she had definitely liked them.

She can’t really choose what her favorite food is. However she really likes pozole and enchiladas of course, tacos too but she says it’s a basic answer. And even though most of the times food isn’t necessarily spicy she struggles sometimes because it’s too much for her.

She also finds it funny how your family calls her “güera” and insist that you teach her how to pronounce it properly.

At first she thought it was an insult and felt very awkward whenever she’d had to visit them but once she understood the meaning she found it cute.

———

“Babe, I’ve got a surprise for you” you murmur softly on her ear

You’ve been planning a trip to Mexico with your family since some months ago but didn’t want to tell her until if was official.

She groaned, still too sleepy to even understand what you were saying.

“Come on el, it’s also too late for you to keep sleeping” you rubbed her back, gently. Giving it some pats too.

She rubbed her eyes and sat on the bed. Half leaded eyes, plump lips, rosy cheeks and messy hair tied in a small ponytail. How pretty.

“We’re going to Mexico” her eyes sudden opened wide. She stared at you in pure confusion “Are you for real? When?” you nodded “Next month so… in two weeks or so. You excited?”

She didn’t respond. Instead she grabbed your face with her warm hands, pulling you closer to her and kissing every inch of your face. You giggled.

“I’m gonna eat like crazy” kiss “and I’m gonna spend all my money” kiss “and we’re going everywhere” kiss “and I’m gonna insult everybody” kiss

You slapped her shoulder softly, she let out a loud ‘owww’ and the kisses stopped

“Actually no, you cannot do that. Don’t even think about it” she rolled her eyes “I’m serious”

[le-trash-prince]

This Love Doesn't Have Long Beans Ep 6 Thoughts

I'm caught between "I hate everything going down at the restaurant" and "I love everything going on between Methas and JJ"

I'm sorry y'all but I cannot stand Kluer, he's too fucking much for me. Man puts on a sweet and innocent face, meanwhile he's scheming for Plawan to get his heart broken, and he CAN'T EVEN OWN UP TO IT. I've got a personal bias against him tho coz he stares at Plawan way too much and it makes my autistic ass uncomfortable dfgkdfg he reminds me of someone irl who does this to me, and I hate it, so sorry Kluer but it's personal.

Oab did try to tell Khaosuay about him and Plawan, but she refused to hear it, and he tried to be straight with her about rejecting her, and she didn't want to hear it either. Out of all four ppl in this messy love square, he's the only one who's really trying to do right by the people around him (which is not saying much coz the bar is on the GROUND with everyone here looking out for their own interests), but you can't try to make everyone happy in this situation. Also unfortunately for you, Oab, one of these people walked out on you and the other has been lying to you for months

really feels like Khaosuay is just panicked about her dad and projecting all that onto Oab by trying to dig her claws into him and keep the life she had before. Which is really unpleasant, but like, I get where she's coming from. But stop that, girl, please.

I'm also really curious what Kluer told her on the phone, if it was just about her dad or if he was like "your dad is dying and this guy is trying to steal Oab even though he still loves you" like how far does Kluer's manipulation go

Also Kluer trying to kiss a completely wasted and possibly unconscious Plawan is a No Thanks from me LMFAO

Honestly I think their date was a good example of why Plawan gravitates towards harsh, no-nonsense people like JJ and Oab because a "I'm going to only tell you the things you want to hear" person like Kluer is just gonna let him get trashed in public

like JJ was absolutely in the right to tell Plawan to take this chance and move on from Oab because if he is hurting over Oab paying a little attention to Khaosuay right now, he is going to be DEVASTATED when the consequences of his own actions catch up to him.

Anyways okay METHASJJ GOD THE DESPERATION IN METHAS' VOICE WHEN JJ WAS QUITTING... WHEN HE KEPT CALLING HIS NAME... THE LOOK ON HIS FACE WHEN JJ ASKED IF HE HAD ANYTHING OTHER THAN MONEY TO MAKE PEOPLE LIKE HIM.... THIS IS THE KIND OF ANGST I EAT UP FUCK YES BE MISERABLE YOU POOR LITTLE MEOWMEOW

The whole scene at JJ's house had me dying oh my god. From JJ skipping outside to the trash to the way he suddenly had a date with Methas without even KNOWING what happened, like Methas was all, "Okay go get dressed, what are you waiting for?" and JJ was like "??????????"

Methas' lack of social skills is so funny to me... and his petty little jealousy over Plawan's relationship with JJ, like yeah I BET you wish you had friends too.

that preview too GOD I AM READY kfdgdfg i posted the stills for ep 5 on the benzgarfield sideblog last week, but i accidentally put ep 6 in the description at first, and then i corrected it to ep 5, and THEN half the stills didn't show up in the episode at all, so i was like ep 5 AND 6???? and now i find out it's ep 7 thank you TLDHLB staff for this clear and straightforward release of preview stills it has made it very easy for me to label things in an accurate and satisfying manner dgfdsfgsdfg

[vergeltvng]

SPOILERS for The Boys Season 4

I'm still processing the final episode but here are some of my random thoughts, in no particular order. It was a wild ride and I enjoyed it for the most part. The season had its lows for sure and I'll never forgive the writers for how they treated Hughie. I'm still fucking mad about everything they did to him after episode 5. I also felt like they wasted a lot of potential with Annie's arc. She's been through a lot after season 3 and I loved the idea of her having an identity crisis but it was just so poorly executed. It all felt messy and as if the writers had no conclusion in mind for both her and Hughie's plotlines. Unfortunately I couldn't find myself caring a lot about Frenchie's and Kimiko's subplots which is sad because I love these two. I was hoping they get to kill that bitch Little Nina and Kimiko getting her revenge on the SLLA. Both could have happened this season before they got separated in the end. Instead we've been put on hold to wait if these plots get resolved at all. Firecracker and Sage were great additions, I loved to hate Firecracker and Sage gives off endboss vibes for me. I still feel like she's gonna betray Homelander in the end. Can't wait for "phase two". A-Train's arc was great, he truly redeemed himself and him showing up at the flat iron to save the others was proof enough for me how serious he was about doing the right thing. I liked all of his scenes with MM, too. I loved Ashley this season, I hope she gains some badass powers and kicks everyone's ass. I've seen some complaints about Homelander being nerfed - are we watching the same show? He is fucking unhinged and more terrifying than ever. He is basically god by the end of the season and can (and will) do whatever the fuck he wants with no one in his way. Someone telling me that's not scary?! He is and always will be one of the best villains in tv history. Poor kid Ryan, he deserved better. How is he ever supposed to feel safe around Homelander and Butcher phrasing it that way was downright evil and manipulative towards the boy because he knew it would make Ryan feel insecure and cornered. Him pushing and killing Grace was in self-defense. His reaction afterwards however is concerning and I guess ambiguous for interpretation on purpose. I still don't get how some people in the fandom could hate on a 12 year old child so much, leave the kid alone.

Where do I start when it comes to Butcher? I have many thoughts and this text is already long but I'll give it a shot anyway. Obviously I'm biased because I love this man and will defend him to the very end. I think his arc was one of the better aspects, he is still one of the best written characters on the show. What I always loved about him was him being truly morally grey and the ambiguity in his words and actions. He cannot be trusted. I don't know if it's me but Karl's performance makes him actually a lot more likeable than he deserves. He is a bad person and I don't think this is negotiable. I have thought about this so many times in made-up scenarios and I stick with my opinion that there's no fixing him and there never was. I have tried to stay away from fandom discourse as much as I could for my own well-being but I don't get how people act surprised and as a result hate over his behavior and decisions. I think most were true to his character and also him killing Neuman made perfect sense and was a well-deserved payoff narratively. Not that I'm not mad at him for doing so! I loved Vicky and she was such an interesting character. But his final words in season 3 were "that bitch has to go" and one of his main goals across the whole season was to get that virus to kill her. He was absolutely clear about it and worked towards this goal on his own terms, not even under the influence of Kessler. Certainly Kessler pushed him to commit some of his atrocities but it matched with what he wanted himself. He drew the line when it came to supe genocide and was conflicted about it initially but one of his core themes is doing whatever it takes and losing his humanity on his chosen path. Since he is highly intelligent he knows very well what's wrong with him what emphasises even more that he actively chooses to do bad things rather than being impulsive and regretful afterwards. I personally loved his turn at the end and I am eager to see his villain arc. What's not to love about evil daddy?! I could go on about some of the dynamics between him and Kessler but I'll do that in another post maybe.

[caliburn-the-sword]

fhh ch40-47

everyone gather round and grab popcorn. i'm back to suffering and apparently you guys are into that (ily)

PHOEBE'S ON COMM BUT THEY'RE NOT FINDING OUT THIS IS TORTURE. I TAKE BACK EVERYTHING I'VE EVER SAID EVER ABOUT DRAMATIC IRONY I HATE HATE HATE IT

YES THEY FINALLY KNOW ABOUT SILAS. I NEED THE FIGHT TO END SO THEY ALL HAVE A BIG LONG TALK

i'm literally phoebe's age. could NOT imagine killing and killing the way she does. poor girl. she needs a very therapy (they all do)

there is NO way that rosalind doesn't know phoebe's the priest by now. i would also like for them to have a long discussion about that

NOOO PHOEBE IS GETTING CAUGHT. god what a sacrifice

if miss chloe keeps using religious imagery to describe phoebe as the priest she better be ready to pay my hospital expenses

DAO FENG YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE REDEMPTION THROUGH DEATH THIS IS CRUEL AND MY HEART CAN'T TAKE IT

poor poor rosalind. another father figure, gone. what did my poor girl to do deserve this

SILAS CHAPTER. traitorous asshole. he better not sabotage our gang from getting oli out. it's the least he can do after all he's done

he has NO business referring to the others as his friends. i hate him i hate him i hate him

this is the chapter he meets priest i just know it

love phoebe for almost biting someone's finger off. i love to see a girl go absolutely feral

"acting as if Priest were a friend he needed to care for rather than an enemy to capture." HISSING BITING BARKING TEARING OUT HIS JUGULAR WITH MY TEETH. he is SO in for it when he sees it's phoebe

okay silas' resolve to free her. he's sweet. i love him. i hate him. i need him to go back on everything he's ever done and go back to the hongs and seagreen squad

phoebe called him by his codename instead of his name

they're out of the compound they're free. god they cannot go ONE minute without someone getting captured. first orion then oli now phoebe. i can't take it anymore

celia and oliver are the same blood type how romantic

aww orion only missed oliver

tender little rosorion scene to keep me sated before i without a doubt get my still beating heart ripped out of my chest

this hong brothers moment is a l m o s t sweet

and they're back to griping at each other

omg shit's getting real they're all fighting

alisa is stronger and braver than any soldier keeping the peace between not one but TWO sets of siblings. i would not wish that upon my worst enemy

now alisa and ah dao are having a nice little chat. new father figure alert??? anyway this is domestic and it's probably gonna be interrupted by some bigass reveal

AHA alisa knows that phoebe is priest. i love my funky nosy little girl. brings me right back to tvd when she was snooping where she shouldn't. i adore her

omfg is alisa gonna go jailbreak phoebe??

celia has no business being this much of a simp for oliver

damn oliver's love confession has me kinda,,,

PHOEBE CHAPTER FINALLY I'VE BEEN WAITING SO LONG I THOUGHT I WOULD DIE

my fucking god i can't believe silas just LEFT her in there. i can't

NO GREETINGS NO NOTHING JUST READING THE CHARGES???

omfg phoebe called him by his chinese name. it's over. this is the end

YES PHOEBE TEAR HIM TO SHREDS

phoebe's least favourite colour is orange. that's my favourite colour. but it's okay because i adore her

PLEEEEEASE LET ME OFF THIS TRAIN when i said i wanted a messy friend breakup this was exactly what i meant but also NOPE I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE I'M WEAK I'M BABY

HOW COULD SILAS LET THAT MAN FUCKING TASER PHOEBE. I AM GONNA REACH INTO THE INK AND THE PAGES OF THE BOOK AND THROTTLE HIM FULL STRENGTH

[roses-for-rosalyn]

ok i have an idea that’s both weirdly detailed and vague at the same time, but i thought i’d ask you anyway haha- i was thinking like a college/roommate ellie fic where she and the reader somehow get off on a bad start and don’t get along, but they secretly (even though they wouldn’t admit it) turn each other on, and eventually ellie gets very possessive over the reader and then that leads to however much other plot you’d want to add (with smut sprinkled in). hopefully i’m making sense and that’s not too much for one fic! (side note: i’m obsessed with all your fics so far, you’re an AMAZING writer)

Ok so this is going to be a two maybe three parter. I love this idea and I'm gonna run with it for as long as I can. This chapter starts out with some angst/fluff nothing spicy yet but I promise I will deliver in future parts. (P.S. I cannot believe how kind and supportive y'all are. You have no idea how much I appreciate it. Y'all keep me motivated and have amazing ideas, so please keep them coming.)

Content Warning: Mildly mean Ellie, but not really, mentions of SA!, mentions of alcohol, cuddling, protective Ellie, Ellie threatening to beat people up 💕, No use of y/n (not 'round here partner), mentions of sex (hehe)

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First semester freshman year of college. People tell you it’s gonna be the time of your life. “You’ll meet lifelong friends in college.”, “You could meet the love of your life in college.” “You’ll have so much fun and gain a sense of independence!” Yeah so that ended up being a load of bullshit, at least for you. 

At the beginning of the year you were meant to be housed with your best friend. You had known her through high school and you were looking forward to not having to room with a stranger for a year. Suddenly she dropped out a quarter of the way through the year. You couldn’t blame her, she had some serious shit going on and she needed to focus on herself. But her leaving meant you were now indeed housed with a stranger. Coincidentally her roommate also dropped out, so you had hoped that maybe it would give you both something to talk about. It did not.

Ellie showed up at your dorm and you both immediately didn’t get along. She was messy as hell which you couldn’t stand. She smoked constantly and came back to the dorm reeking of weed and cigarettes. Worst of all she was stubborn. So. Stubborn. When you would politely point out anything she did that you didn’t like she would get incredibly defensive. 

One time you decided to confront her about her messiness. She was just sitting on her bed doing something on her computer when you decided to bring it up.

“Ellie, could you please try and keep your mess on your side of the room, or I don’t know? clean up after yourself?” Ellie looked at you, looked down at the clothes, empty bottles and wrappers on the floor. Then she got up and took every piece of clothing and trash that was hers and put it on her half of the room, creating a perfect divide. After she finished you looked at her in absolute disbelief.

“Jesus Christ, wait to be as obnoxious as possible about it.” 

Ellie just smiled sarcastically and said “Just doin’ whatever you say princess.” 

You decided to let that issue go because to be fair she did what you asked. It would be ideal if she didn’t make a mess at all in the first place, but that was asking for a lot. 

Another time you had told Ellie you would be out all night. She had just nodded blindly in response while looking at her computer. You came back to the dorm a little earlier than the time you had told Ellie, but you assumed it wouldn’t be a problem. Well, you were about to open the door when you heard..moaning? Loud fucking moaning. You had to sit outside the room in the hallway for half an hour. Your phone died after 20 minutes so you just had to listen to this girl getting the soul fucked out of her apparently. When the door finally opened a brunette girl emerged from the dorm with Ellie opening the door for her. The girl didn’t even glance at you before she walked away.

Ellie was relaxed against the doorframe with her arms across her chest and a smirk on her face. And after all of that what did she say? “sorry ‘bout that princess.”

You were so angry you thought it would be best not to speak. You huffed and rushed inside.

Now you’re getting ready for a party. You’re sitting at your desk and putting makeup on when Ellie storms in. She’s mad about god knows what, but you weren’t going to let her bring you down tonight. Your plan was to get drunk off your face and just see where the night takes you. 

Ellie sees you putting makeup on and she immediately knows what that means. She doesn’t like you at all, but that doesn’t mean that she would ignore basic girl code. She didn’t want you dead in a ditch. 

“Where are you going tonight?” Ellie asks. 

“I’m not sure honestly I was just gonna walk towards where the frats are until I find a group of people.” It sounds dumb, but you’ve done it before. Sometimes it’s the best strategy for finding someplace to go. You know Ellie is gonna call you stupid so before she can you add “Maybe I’ll ask around for an exact address I don’t know.” 

“Maybe do the second one because I don’t want to have to come get you if you get lost or end up incapacitated.” 

“Aww you’d come save me if I asked? Really?” You say sarcastically looking up from the mirror and at Ellie to bat your lashes. Ellie is visibly annoyed.

“I don’t want you to die, so yes.” Ellie replies bluntly.

“Wow I had no idea you had a soft side, Ellie Williams.” You shoot back keeping your sarcastic tone. Ellie is quiet after that. You finish up your makeup and down a Whiteclaw while you check people’s snapchat locations. You take a shot of vodka for good luck and you're headed out the door. You don’t really bother with formalities with Ellie “Hi” and “Bye” are a why bother with your kind of relationship. You head towards the address you found with the most people at it and find a line of people out the door. Perfect. 

As the evening progresses you have had a little more to drink than you probably should have, ok a lot more. You had an amazing time though, when you go to these things your activity of choice is bullying men and flirting with women. Surprisingly you get more men trying to hit on you with this strategy, not complaining but definitely surprising. One of the airheads that was hitting on you offered to walk you home. You weren’t gonna refuse because otherwise you would have to walk home alone, in the dark, drunk. Terrible idea. Having a man at your side made you practically invincible. On the walk home the boy, Brad, Chad something or other, tried to get closer to you and you would step away hoping he got the message. He did it a few more times then stopped. The conversation you were having was not interesting at all. You ended up asking all the questions. He literally never asked you a single thing. You finally get to your building thank god.

You turn to the boy who looks like every boy you’ve ever seen and say “Thanks for walking me back. I’ve got it from here.”

“You sure? I can walk you up to your room no problem.” He replies.What is his goal? You obviously have a roommate and your RA would probably not be too cool with him coming up to your floor. 

“No really, I'm good.” You say putting on your best fake smile. God this was exhausting.

“Just let me walk you up so I can sleep with a good conscience.” He says with a smile. It’s not charming though, it’s hollow, a little scary.

“Fine, sure, yeah walk me up.” You give in. Hopefully he’ll leave you alone if you just let him walk you up. You swipe your key card to get in and start up the stairs. Chad Brad Boy is following you close behind. Too close. You finally make it to your floor and you make your way to your room. That was literally the longest three minutes of your life. You turn to say goodbye to Chad Brad boy when he cages you against the wall next to the door, your body thudding against it in surprise. 

“Uhhhh what’re you doing buddy?” you ask hoping to dissuade him with the boy-ish pet name. 

“Can I get your number or something?” He asks. You can smell the beer on his breath and have to resist the urge to gag. 

“Um sorry I’m more into women, but I appreciate you walking me home.” You say in the nicest way possible.

“I think I could change your mind on that.” He says. Oh lord he’s one of those. He starts to get closer to you and you have to put a hand on his chest to stop him. 

“No, I don't think so. I should Really I should get inside it’s late and my roommate is probably worried.” Brad Chad doesn’t move. You’re starting to run out of options. Right when your about to start panicking you hear the door open. Ellie steps out of the room and assesses the situation. Her face immediately hardens. It’s a little scary.

“Hey babe, I was starting to get worried about you.” She looks at Chad Brad “What are you doing with my girlfriend?” She asks calmly. 

“Girlfriend?” Chad Brad says dumbly.

“Yea that’s right bud, girlfriend, and if you don’t get away from her and leave this dorm in thirty seconds I will break every bone in your pretty little face.” Ellie looks at him with a disturbingly calm expression. Brad Chad is visibly terrified and it only takes a moment for him to process Ellie’s threat before he pulls back from you and walks away briskly. 

You look at Ellie and manage a small “Thank you.” 

She nods and holds the door open for you to walk inside. You walk in slowly, suddenly very sober. 

“You okay?” She asks genuinely. Ellie was ready to chase him down and break every bone in his body, but she was more worried about you. She wasn’t sure where this sudden urge to protect you came from. She chalked it down to basic empathy and left it at that. There’s literally no other reason she could all of the sudden care about you like this. 

All you can manage is a nod. Ellie goes to lay back down in bed while you change into your pajamas and take off your makeup. Tears start streaming down you face and you’re not sure why. You feel like you should be used to this by now. You’ve had this happen a few times and you didn’t have Ellie to save the day for you before. Those times were worse. Memories come flooding back as you crawl into bed and the tears start flowing faster. 

“You sure you’re ok?” Ellie asks quietly. 

You have no idea what comes over you when you reply “No.” 

Upon hearing your small voice reply Ellie decides tonight she will forget about everything that has happened between you two. Everything you did that annoyed her doesn’t matter just for tonight. 

She makes her way over to your bed, you’re facing the wall but you can sense her presence. 

“Scooch over princess.” She says gently. You oblige by moving your body closer to the wall and Ellie crawls in bed behind you. She’s perfectly curled up behind you, the warmth of her body comforting you a surprising amount. Ellie could feel your small sobs racking your body and she feels helpless. She hushes you and whispers reassurances into your ear. She takes her hand and starts smoothing it up and down your arm, occasionally lightly scratching it. You both eventually fall asleep curled up against one another. For just one night you could forget about your differences and trade them for a peaceful sleep. 

[booiiee]

Brooklyn Baby

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter- 3

MINORS DNI!!!!

You’ve had your share of dates, some good ones too, like that time this boy in college took you to see the northern lights- in a museum obviously and that one weird guy who took you to this restaurant with a complicated name that has the best wine you’ve ever had, none of those relationships lasted (fortunately?), but seeing a live band? For a first date? Very little possibility of anything going wrong really.

D- He is adorable but he is so stupid I’m sorry

R- Don’t say that! He is so cute

D- …..and dumb. Who takes someone on a first date at a noisy place like seeing a band? What was his other option? The Movies??

R- Dee….

D- No I’m just saying how are you guys supposed to get to know each other if you cannot hear yourself think!

But anyway, please wear white, you’ll look like a sexy swan, even better if he plays it safe and shows up in a black tux, you guys would look like you’re at your wedding reception

R- OKAYYY slow down, it’s a date, a first date

D- First of manyyyy

Now show me your final look

*You stand in front of mirror and flip the camera to show your final look to your ever so eager friend*

D- HOT HOT OHHH he is gonna dieeee

SEE WHAT DID I SAY THIS DRESS WAS MADE FOR YOUU

**Please picture this in white

**Hyunjae calling**

H- Hey, I’m outside your building.

You look out your window and as Hj’s searching eyes find you, you step away from the window.

R- I’ll be down in a second.

HJ's outfit

He’s dressed like a dream and Dee would have a field trip the moment she finds out you guys were coincidentally twinning, GOD he looks dreamy in white!

He hands you a rather big bouquet of flowers with a note that says “Don’t breathe if you’re allergic to pollen!” you laugh and say “I am not”

H- Well someone’s dressed to kill

R- And yet here you are, alive and well

Hand to heart he goes “Barely, Rose, Barely”

R- You don’t look so bad yourself

Funny how we’re accidentally twinning

He leans closer to your face making you lean on the car as he says in a hoarse voice “What if I was watching you and planned my outfit accordingly?”

R- The chances of both of us being a serial killer are zero so, no.

H- OKAY I LOST, let’s not have this roleplay EVER

He opens up the car door and like a boy from a fiction book, puts his hand over your head as you sit inside.

H- I did not know what flowers you like so that’s why the bouquet is a little messy, next time I’ll get you the ones you like

R- I like most flowers, peonies are my favourite and I know you’d think ‘d say rose cause im named after then but they’re not really my favourite you know and-

WAIT how do you know there would be a next time?

H- You did say yes to this date and I am going to make sure this date doesnt suck so fingers crossed

OMG DID HE JUST ACTUALLY CROSS HIS FINGERS?

H- umm yeah?

R- did i say that out loud?

H- So you DO always make sentences in your head before speaking them to me!

R- How far is this place? And what band is it?????

H- We have actually arrived.

When someone asks you out to see a band you expect a cafe or a bar with loud music and a lot of people, like any normal person. Turns out, by band he meant a private band that’s going to play music whilst you dine ON A FUCKING YACHT!!! You guys sit down as the band plays a rendition of a song you fail to remember.

H- Did i leave you speechless or do you absolutely hate this place?

R- umm so when you said we were going to see a live band, this isn’t what i was expecting. Its a little….grand. It’s crazy Expensive!!

H- Oh of course, I had to make a good first date for you, I want many moree

CUTE

H- THANK YOU!

GOD I NEED TO STOP TALKING TO MYSELF

The date went really good. You were comfortable with each other all the while having the romantic feeling of the date, later in the evening he even asked for a little dance and OH did you fall for him again. One date became 3, his contact on your phone changed from Hyunjaei to J with a heart. It wasn’t until the third date- a movie night at his apartment- that you kissed and it was unlike any kiss you’ve ever had. The atmosphere was CALLING for you to kiss, hell you would've kissed him on the yacht 3 weeks ago but he didn’t initiate but now that he had, there was no way you would back down.

Your first kiss with Jae also became the second, third and fourth and it could’ve become so much more if his neighbour had not decided it was the perfect time to come knocking on his door.You were prepared for him to either ask you to leave or sit in an awkward silence the rest of the evening, in your experience that’s how guys reacted after an interrupted makeout session. Hyunjae, however, made sure to cuddle you on the couch and talked to you the rest of the evening and if he stole a kiss or two in between, you weren’t the one to complain.

Two months into your relationship Hyunjae had dropped the L word and you wasted no time to tell him you felt the same- he was still never finding out he was your bias, you are taking that to your grave, or so you thought. Dee was meeting Hyunjae for the first time in the 2 months you’ve been dating, blame it on her “I wanna see him treat you good first” attitude- she was lying, she loved him way before you actually dated. She knew everything except the part where he still did not know he was your bias and you used to stay up late reading fanfictions about him. So when she went back home and texted you “why did he seem so surprised when I mentioned your stan account? Does he not know you were a popular hyunjae author?”

GIRL WTF!!!

H- Soooo when you said you did not hate me, did you forget to add the part where you were head over heels in love with me Miss Hyunjaescurlsdaily???

R- OH MY GODD I HATE YOU BOTHHH!!!

You throw the cushion at him and try to run in annoyance without remembering he’s twice your size and faster. He pulls you onto him as you both fall on the couch and for the first time all evening you realise just how many buttons he’s got unopened.

H- You can ogle all day but I am still gonna talk you you about your fan account.

R- I AM NOT TELLING YOUU

H- Yes you will. Now be a good girl and tell mee

In all honesty he said it jokingly but the way you reacted to that name changed the tone of his voice immediately.

H- oh, is it something you like hearing me say? Hmm love, tell me, what else do you like hearing from me?

The context of the conversation is long forgotten as his hands slide down your waist onto your thighs GOD WHY IS YOUR DRESS SO SHORT? And before you can process anything he’s now flipped the position with you under him, one hand on your thigh the other holding your neck gently, slowly moving up to your lips.

H- tell me rose, what do i do in those stories you stayed up all night reading?

Hmm? Was it something like this? *a peck*

Or perhaps this? *a kiss to your jaw*

Tell me, love. He asks as he softly bites at the base of your neck, making you sigh- only fueling his actions cause now his other hand is travelling up and up and all the way to somewhere too hot for the couch in your hallway.

R- Jae please. You half whine half sigh

H- Please what love? You wanna tell me something? His kisses on your neck dont stop. His hands now circling around your breasts, everywhere but where you needed.

R- Touch me.

H- I am touching you. His hands are now caressing your neck all the way to your cleavage and stopping just before your breasts.

R- You know what I mean. THIS IS TOO MUCH and not enough at the same time

H- I really *a bite at your left collarbone* really *and the other side* don’t *one just above your breasts*

R- oh god- you moan loud

H- Don’t think about god right now, love. I want to hear my name. He says as his hand travels south and cups you over your not so fancy underwear.

R- hyunjae! You moan loud sending him crazy as he other hand *finally* takes a handful of your breast over your dress.

H- If you want me to stop just say the word my rose, I will stop right now.

R- No, no please. I want this.

He cuts you in between as he jumps to kiss you hungrily. You’ve had some intense kisses with hyunjae but none of them were like this. He was kissing you like he wanted to show you how much he needed you, which wasn’t something you needed to be told, his bulge was obvious and obviously big.

You don’t remember when he threw your clothes off of you but the moment he took off his shirt you really felt as if you were seeing it in slow motion. He visibly shivers when your hands meet his chest and you moan when his fingers make you aware of your own wetness.

H- I want you. Do you want this?

R- I do. I want you.

You realise you’ve been taken to your bedroom when your back touches the soft sheets. Jae kisses you once before getting down himself. His gaze makes me shy as you try and hide your most private parts of yourself from you.

“Don’t take away my privilege of seeing you, my love” he says as he pulls your legs apart and attaches his lips to your thigh.

His kisses grow hungrier as he goes down and down until he reaches your very core. This can’t be- He won’t go down on you, right? Guys hate-

R- OH GOD

You yell as he licks you down there, holy shit what was that feeling?!

H- I told you love, don’t think about god, let me hear you scream my name. He says as he really gets to work

R- oh hyunjae fuck !!

The smile on his face was devious as he watched you come. He got down from the bed and started to unbutton his jeans and WOW you underestimated his size and wow you said wow out loud. He smirks and laughs a little hearing you say wow which, even in this situation made you want to squish his face, HIS LAUGH IS EVERYTHING!!!

He made sure he prepped you well but eve he knew it wasn’t gonna be enough cause the moment he entered you he really felt like he could come then and there.

H- oh fuck you’re taking me so well, my love, mine

Fuck you’re just so perfect for me

He kept groaning and praising you as he put those dancer hips to use and soon you both forgot count of how many times you screamed his name in pleasure. He held on to your breasts like it was the only way to keep himself sane, like you were laced with some aphrodisiac, and you kept pulling him closer, wanting him to lose himself in you.

The morning after was far from peaceful as you both wanted a repeat of the night before so if Eric’s knocking at your door screaming his name at 12 PM, it really brings you both to reality and against your wish, away from each other physically.

E- I don’t even wanna know why you have got so many marks on your body when you have a schedule today but JESUS CHRIST she looks like she was hunted by an animal!

And oh my god doc, are you blushing at that?!

H- Eric, get out.

E- So you can have a round 2 and be late?

H- It would actually be round 4

E- OH MY GOD!! I am outta here! Meet me downstairs in 5 minutes. FIVE!

With a pout on his face, which you did kiss away 5 times, Hyunjae leaves for his schedule and you prepare yourself for all that Dee’s going to say when she sees those marks on you.

Days turned to weeks and soon hyunjae and you shifted to an apartment together. There were days where paps would follow him around but nothing he couldn’t fool himself out of. 10 months later you’d find yourself not getting a call or a text on your birthday but before you can throw yourself on your couch and sob your way into the next day, you come home to decorations and hyunjae, your hyunjae, on his knee- a blue box in his hand as he says, “Sorry I didn’t wish you at midnight, I was getting the correct blue box for you this time around.”

THE RING

You said yes- a sobbing mess- and as your friends and family emerged from the background you complained to Dee that she let you get proposed in such a basic outfit. Hyunjae said “you look ravishing” so that made you feel better, and the HUGE ring on your finger, obviously.

D- You know this ring looks so familiar to the one y/n gets in- you stop her mid sentence before Hyunjae could hear

R- I WILL COMMIT ARSON RN SHUT UP

D- You do know he’s read your fics right?

H- Now she does

You turn as you hear Hyunjae answer Dee

R- Oh my god i am so embarrassed right now

H- Aww babe don’t be. It wasn’t anything you haven't told me before. Although that thing y/n does we should try that toni-

D- Eww you guys are too comfortable around me!

You both laugh as Daisy leave with a disgusted face, joining Eric who by the looks of it must’ve guessed the reason.

R- I really love you, you know that right?

H- I do, and I love you.

ALTHOUGH, I would love if you do that thing that y/n does.

R- DON’T!

fin.

hope you like it @un-love 💞

[beautyinthemoonlight1124]

Hope you are doing OK with all of this. I don't follow you on other socials. It's absolutely horrendous and so fricken messy.

I have been with my wife for 13 years. Marriage is hard but Jesus this is ugly. Not asking for your opinion. Just letting you know I thought about you. We can discuss it of you like. This whole thing makes me more sad than it probably should.

Thank you for thinking of me. I think all of us who are fans of Ali and Ashlyn are carrying a lot of pain in our hearts right now. I hope you're doing ok too. Congrats on 13 years of marriage. And you're right, it's not easy at all. It takes work. Ugh. I am not ok with any of this. I'm still stunned, to be honest. I NEVER in a million years expected Ali and Ashlyn to split up. Never. Ali has talked in interviews and on podcasts about how she waited so long to get married because she wanted to be sure it was right because she was never gonna get divorced. And now boom. Divorce. And it happened so fast! I'm just shocked by all of it. One minute Ali was leaving the sweetest message for Ash on her Snacks podcast episode for Mother's Day, and then they had Ocean's birthday party weekend with family and friends in FL in mid-July and then it all died. Not even a birthday message for Ali at the end of July. In February, Ashlyn posted that really heartfelt, romantic video she recorded at their wedding - professing her undying love for Ali. How the hell do you post that in February, then file for divorce 7 months later??? It just feels so disconnected. Like, seriously, has someone checked Ashlyn for a brain tumor that changes your personality or something? I'm only half-joking. It feels so completely out of character for Ashlyn to do this. I feel awful for all of them. I truly do. But I'm furious at Ashlyn for this. It seems like she got a little bit of freedom in her first year of retirement and lost her goddamned mind. it really does. And my heart is absolutely shattered for Ali. I just... that poor woman. She cannot catch a break. And I'm not even talking about the cheating allegations - we'll never know the truth. But Ali's Lemonade post is pretty damning and hard to debate. It felt like her flashing her wedding ring at the end of her self-care day-off video on Governor's Island video was almost like she was grieving the end of her marriage. So fucking sad. And the first thing I thought of when the divorce news came out was Ali's fear of being alone - she told us twice in different videos with Ashlyn. One was a couple's interview and the other was Kyle's video about who knows Ali best, him or Ashlyn. Ali's biggest fear in life, in her own words, was Ashlyn leaving her, or her being alone. And that's exactly what Ashlyn did to her. And I won't be over it for a very long time.

[rachelfoleyisntdead]

"I absolutely cannot see Bi-Han in a rock band, I am SO sorry. But I can see him as a manager for Kuai Liang, Tomas, Hanzo and Harumi's band. He absolutely has straight-laced producer energy" - I mean, even the producers pulled girls back in the day. They still do,tbh.

(Sareena rolling into a rock concert, seeing Bi-Han and immediately plotting and planning how she's gonna get him alone and to herself....good shit. She's grown.

Oh,and the morning after. Sneaking back into Ashrah's house/flat like a teenager, except Ashrah's waiting on her ass in the living room like a disappointed parent. She takes one look at her - messy hair, make-up very clearly slept in and bite marks that were absolutely not there the prior night - and she knows.)

spiked collar missing bc she put it on Bi-Han, too. Sareena not even ashamed, only disappointed that she didn't get his number and now Kung Lao has to help her social media stalk him. Bi-Han is also covered in bite marks and has lipstick smudges on the collar of his shirt. back all scratched up. man's got absolutely wrecked and woke up alone like "what the fuck happened" and accidentally gives Kuai Liang and Tomas a day off from practice.

then he hears that Sareena's in a band, shows up at one of their dive bar gigs and is like "sign here". And that's when Ashrah's like "manager. i'm their manager."

I lowkey love the idea that Bi-Han is a muse for both Sareena's band and Kuai Liang's but Sareena's songs about Bi-Han are very Hozier-like lyrics and Kuai Liang's are very punk, anti-establishment lmao

[are-we-really-doing-this]

so... you said your captain dysmorphia fic is gonna be messy... what kind of messy is it and how much should i mentally prepare myself? are you aiming for some emotionally damaging cry your heart out angst or is this messy in a kinky way or...????

and the camgirl au!!! will we see other guys like nigel mcguinness or homicide? i personally find homicide to be the naturally funniest out of all of them tbh hehe!

also tell me what saMEOWa joe's like in this au and if she gets along with ace since yanno... they both love the same punk

Aight aight sooo, going in order

I have suddenly discovered that there is much opportunity for fic abut CM Punk and his many self image issues so Yes and yes. There will be an emotionally messy one and one that's the other kind. You know. Like you personally. Might be a series, WHO fucking knows.

Girl Nigel is absoLUTELY happening, I cannot wait to talk about her oh my god, and D is slated to be Low Ki's crazy bitch ex. Like Ki goes around calling her Homicide and everyone's like "why do you call her Homicide?" and she explains "because she tried to fucking KILL me, I moved in so fast because I needed to skip town". She will be making an appearance.

And Joeeeeee, god, Joe... Everyone's character will go through a lot of changes throughout the fics but hers is one of my favorites. She's coming in as an already established talent (started on the west coast, did some work in Japan with Ki and all). She's a steadying force around the house but also the life of the party. And you know how prevalent Joe's daddy kink is? Yeah I didn't genderbend that, it's not a mommy kink. The girls call her daddy, it's pretty epic. So yeah, just imagine his actual transition from kitten to daddy. It's like that.

But about Ace, ooh. Ace scouted her and Ki from the same place, a dvd they did that a friend of hers showed to her. I based it off of their APW King of the Indies match. You'll see I do that a lot, basing sex scenes on matches I like. BUT ANYWAY, Ace has an appreciation for all her girls and she likes when they get along because that means better chemistry in videos (except for Joe and Ki because when they get at each other's throats...there are casualties man...it's HOT), so she never minds that Punk and Joe start getting very close. Punk may be Ace's favorite but she always lets her do what she wants.

And it's funny that you bring up her kitty cat-ness, she and Punk do a special one year for Halloween where Joe is a tiger and Punk is the bloody victim getting mauled but like...it's sex. They do a couple of these actually, one with Joe in a boiler suit and slasher mask and Punk as, once again, her bloody victim. Punk also plays the victim in one of Mox's sexual torture red room style mock snuff vids. Can you sense a theme here?

[bookgeekgrrl]

My media this week (25 Feb - 2 Mar 2024)

nancy is the superstar of this show. she's in it for 5 seconds, drops the best line, steals the scene

📚 STUFF I READ 📚

🥰 What I Used To Be (thepinupchemist) - 117K, stucky, omegaverse trauma recovery fic - a relatively light tone, mostly escapist fic focusing on the recovery, not dwelling overly much on trauma details, kidfic but I really dug it

😍 The Adventures of Amina al-Sirafi (Amina al-Sirafi #1) (Shannon Chakraborty, author; Lameece Issaq & Amin El Gamal, narrator) - just gonna KJ Charle's review bc she's better with words than I'll ever be: "Good god, this was incredible fun. Absolutely cracking. A sort of take on Sinbad but with more historical accuracy (apart from the demons, marids, etc), with a middle-aged retired lady pirate getting the crew back together to take on a Frankish coloniser/sorceror/baddie. It's just fabulous exuberant fun." I cannot wait for more!

😊 The Werewolf Companion (MargaretKire) - traumatized derek hale, intriguing larger worldbuilding, hot, wet, messy sex that really leaned into the 'definitely not human' aspect of werewolf fucking without going full xeno. super enjoyable

🥰 My Man Jeeves (Jeeves #1) (PG Wodehouse) - our intro to Bertie & Jeeves 💖 [via Serial Reader app]

💖💖 +50K of shorter fic so shout out to these I really loved 💖💖

A Fine Cure from Fennel Seed (Lucius Parhelion (Parhelion)) - original work, 10K - absolutely delightful amuse-bouche of an original fic; short, hot, slapsticky hilarious, set in the '30s

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

Matt Berry and Peter Capaldi read a FIERY letter exchange

Hot Ones - Quinta Brunson

D20: Adventuring Party - s3, e1-5

D20: The Unsleeping City: Chapter II - "The Mystery of the Haunted Subway" (s7, e3)

D20: The Unsleeping City: Chapter II - "We Need to Talk About Cody" (s7, e4)

D20: The Unsleeping City: Chapter II - "Trouble at the Tunnel" (s7, e5)

D20: The Unsleeping City: Chapter II - "Collaborators" (s7, e6)

D20: The Unsleeping City: Chapter II - "Parade of Peril" (s7, e7)

Ghosts (US) - s3, e3

Um, Actually - s9, e1

D20: Fantasy High: Junior Year - "Fracas at the Frostyfaire Folk Festival" (s21, e8)

D20: Adventuring Party - "I See Your Butt Plug and I Raise You a Fist" (s16, e8)

🎧 PODCASTS 🎧

Up First - The Sunday Story: The Diaspora's Troubled African Dream

How To! - How To Let Go of a Friendship

⭐ Switched on Pop - Beyoncé's Country

The Sporkful - Gary Gulman’s Ice Cream Joke Was A Cry For Help

Overinvested - West Side Story (2021)

Consider This from NPR - How The Underground Railroad Got Its Name

⭐ It's Been a Minute - Da'Vine Joy Randolph on 'The Holdovers' and becoming a matriarch

⭐ 99% Invisible #438 - The Real Book

⭐ Vibe Check - Be Forreal!

Pop Culture Happy Hour - Wendy Williams

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Jerry’s Hat Museum

Short Wave - Is It Possible To Feed To World Sustainably?

Decoder Ring - The Gen X Soda That Was Just "OK"

Off Menu - Ep 228: Ray Winstone

⭐ Twenty Thousand Hertz+ - All About That Bass

I Said No Gifts! - Oscar Montoya Disobeys Bridger

Throughline - The Right to An Attorney

The Assignment - Polyamory Is Having a Moment

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Black History in Plain Sight with Places Editors Jonathan and Michelle

Short Wave - Could Dune Really Exist? What Scientists Think of Our Favorite Sci-Fi Worlds

What Next: TBD - The Supreme Court Takes on Content Moderation

Dear Prudence - Am I a Bad Father If I Don't Want to Acknowledge My Kid Publicly? Help!

Welcome to Night Vale #243 - Lost and Found

You're Dead to Me - The Inca Empire

Today, Explained - It’s Shotime!

It's Been a Minute - Three ways to think about journalism layoffs; plus, Aaron Bushnell's self-immolation

Consider This from NPR - Are We Alone In The Universe?

99% Invisible - Roman Mars Describes Santa Fe As It Is

Under the Influence - Seeing is Believing: The Power of Demonstration Commercials - Part 2

🎶 MUSIC 🎶

CREDITS: Carole King

Chromeo Radio • Party

Pop Radio • 1990s

"Easy" [Commodores] radio

Steely Dan Mix • Focus

'90s Dance

Billy Joel Radio • 1980s

[bf-skz]

24 to 25 days of SKZMAS | December 12th - Hyunjin

pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Reader

genre: fake dating

synopsis: Hyunjin is one of the best writers at JY Publishing. As the end of the year comes, he is one article short for a raise. The chief editor gives him the task of writing date ideas till Christmas which is also coincidentally his most hated holiday. Luckily, he does have a roommate with a great Christmas spirit.

warnings: -

words: 877

12th day of SKZMAS

December 12th

“Good morning.” Hyunjin wakes up with a groan, voice all groggy. You woke him up at 8, blasting Christmas music. He is surprised to see you in full Christmas attire, skidding around the house with a lengthy list in your hands. “What are you doing?”

“Good morning to you too, my sweet little apple pie!” you greet him and watch Hyunjin cringe at the petname. “Why, we should get ready for our date of course!”

“Oh my god.” Hyunjin groans, throwing his head back. Sure, it was his idea but he isn’t gonna pretend to be happy about the assignment. “Couldn’t we wait until the sun comes up?” 

“Nope! We have about 10 days for 24 dates, so we need to do as much as we can today!” you tell him enthusiastically.

At first, you were quite shocked by the fact that Hyunjin wanted to fake date you for about two weeks. You thought he somehow figured out your giant crush on him, but Hyune seems to be clueless as ever – and immensely uninterested in you. Which is fine, you have gotten used to the feeling… but you still feel the urge to overdo it.

“Ugh, what kind of torture do you have planned for us today?” he groans, slumping down on the dining chair where a cup of coffee along with freshly cooked eggs wait for him. 

“Thought you might be hungry.” you say with a shrug and try not to stare at Hyunjin's little smile. “But we have a whole list for today! Let's see.” you start, skimming through the list. “We are going to the gingerbread themed Christmas market, then to the shopping mall before we go skating! Are you readyyyyyy?” you ask in a singsongy voice.

“Absolutely not.” Hyunjin says, looking down at his pj pants and catching a glimpse of his reflection in the vase on the table. Gosh his hair is so messy. “I need to get dressed and all.” 

“Do you need me to help you wash up?” you ask him, wiggling an eyebrow, and dodge the snarky comment he is about to throw at you. “Kidding! I’ll go and pack a bag for you so we can go ASAP!”

“You little-” Hyunjin mutters under his breath before standing up to get ready for the day as well.

A few hours later the two of you had done a handful of programmes. You built and decorated gingerbread houses, drank hot cocoa, took a walk in the Christmas market, drank some mulled wine, went ice skating and went gift shopping. The latter Hyunjin did not enjoy one bit as he kept complaining about the crowd. Now you are at the tree market to choose the perfect Christmas tree. It's already pretty dark and extremely cold.

“Just hurry up and pick one. It will wither in a month anyway.” Hyunjin whines, his hands planted deep in his pockets.

“You cannot keep looking at things like that.” you sigh, weaving your arm around his as you walk along the trees. “You will never learn to enjoy things if you are worried about the future.” you say, before shrugging. “But now that I think about it, it explains a lot.”

“What do you mean?” Hyunjin frowns.

“Well, you haven’t been in a relationship for how long?”

“Um, that's personal and also fuck you that has nothing to do with anything.” Hyunjin scoffs.

“Personal my ass. Not when I hear you with whoever you take home every single night it happens. The walls are paper thin. Like, the toilet paper we buy at the end of the month kinda thin.”

“Oh my god.” Hyunjin blushes, hiding his face. “Why are we talking about my love life? What about yours?” 

“I am not the one who has to write an article about dating, mind you.” you respond with a shrug, then add. “And you are really cute when you get shy like that.”

“Oh shut up.” he scoffs. “What about that one? It's bigger than you.” he nods at a tree close. That's when a tiny snowflake lands on his nose and he wipes it off. Huh. He doesn't remember the last time he watched the snow.

You gasp, looking up in the dark sky and in the light of the lamps illuminating the market, you see it. “It's snowing!” you all but squeal, forgetting about your banter altogether. You extend your arms in front of you to catch the snowflakes on the sleeves of your black coat. “Hyune, look, look!”

“Yeah, I can see.” Hyunjin chuckles at your cuteness, watching the snowflakes gather on your sleeve. He then looks up at your face and his mouth falls open. The way your face is illuminated by the fairy lights and your cheeks are stained red from the cold, it makes you look like a muse he aches to paint.

“Look at the little details.” you say before looking up at his handsome face, then at the falling snow. “So beautiful, isn't it?”

“Yeah…” he mutters as his heart skips a beat. He can't look away from your face… “Beautiful.” he whispers but he is not talking about the snow. Luckily, you stay oblivious, too mesmerized to see the way you took his breath away.

to be continued...

[adenthemage]

6, 20, and 29 for the ao3 wrapped!

6. Favorite title you used

Fire and Stones (and how many birds they can take out on the way) for SURE. I do think "Taking Pawns" is super hype, too, but FaS was built to weave into the narrative itself. I remember in lit classes learning about title lines in the classics and thinking that was the coolest shit, so I had a lot of fun playing with that. I lowkey buy my own hype with that fic cuz there's just a lot of theme weaving that went into it, and the title very much encapsulates the Big Ones.

20. Which work of yours have you reread the most?

Taking Pawns, absolutely. Part of this is because it's the biggest fic I've ever worked on to date, and it's still ongoing, so I reread it a lot for editing purposes. But also I just really like it! There are so many moments throughout the entire series that make me go insane, and it certainly helps that I'm co-writing with one of my favorite fic writers and good pal SecreterceS! It sparks so much joy and I cannot wait to get it all out to show off!

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

Aaaa this is hard! I had to ban myself from anything unreleased from AHCAU to narrow it down (and also avoid spoilers lol) and I'm still gonna cheat and choose multiple cuz fuck it, I like showing off!

First, here's a segment from FaS that in hindsight might have been a little too subtle, since the sentences that follow immediately redirect the reader's attention to what Bishop thinks he's saying, here, rather than his accidental implication/self-fulfilling prophecy at hand.

Devour's a bit messy since I didn't edit it very much, but I do like quite a few of the rats' narrations.

And to round us out, a couple bits of the poetry(?) I srcibbled out in my notes app.

[shawtuzi]

more of plug eren plssss it was too good 😩😩

OFCCCC

this might be a little messy and rushed but i hope y’all like it </3

this is 18+///cw include: smut, some fluff, drug usage, black coded reader

- plug!eren loves buying you different kinds of jewelry his favorite being the silver anklet with a small e dangling from it. he loves the way it jingles ever so softly by his ear whenever he’s got you on your back legs up in the air. ah yes he loves that anklet very much but the tennis necklace that sits so pretty on your neck is a close second

- whenever you sleepover at his apartment (which is almost every night) he’s always the first to wake up and does his daily wake and bake. he ofc has another blunt set aside for when you wake up knowing you wouldn’t let him hear the end of it for smoking without you

- i don’t see him being much of a drinker for obvious reasons but when he does drink girl he is a SLUT!!! give this man a couple shots of hennessy and he’ll have you folded in a mating press whining and bitching about how much he wants to cum in you and how much he loves you. get him cross faded and he’ll become the definition of a service dom, giving you multiple orgasms until you have to tap out only for him to breathlessly plead in your ear, “c’mon baby just one more time you feel so fucking good”

- plug!eren’s first post with the two of you on his ig is captioned “me & my bitch” and this man genuinely thought he was being romantic and still does to this day so he refuses to change it

- plug!eren will never admit it to anyone except you ofc but he loves baking. you don’t know when he got into it or why but he loves it and he infuses everything obviously. you tried making a simple red velvet with him one night and everything was going fine until you suggested the two of you have some wine while you wait which lead to eren suggesting a quickie which lead to the poor cake slowly burning while eren had your face pushed in his mattress

- KING OF BACKSHOTS!!!! omfg the way he can reach so deep and bump against that special spot with every stroke is straight up insanity. he def does the thing where he holds his shirt up with his teeth so he can see himself fucking into you

- don’t even think about buying from another plug or even a dispensary plug!eren considers it cheating but 10x worse

- “where did you get that?” eren asked referring to the disposable pen you were holding. “umm….connie….” you mumbled looking everywhere but eren’s face. “wow y/n just wow” he huffed crossing his arms an adorable pout on his face. you learned that day that plug!eren is very possessive over his clientele especially you

- baby boy secretly loves to be praised whether it’s about his looks, his performance in bed, or how good his weed is he just loves hearing good things about himself

- is the type to grab you by your throat/jaw and say “stop playin’ with me” whenever ur acting bratty and then gives u a lil kiss on the lips to let you know you’re gonna get ur way. he just cannot help but spoil you his woman deserves the finest of everything in this world

- your contact name in his phone is “wife” and the contact picture is a pic of you sleeping clutching onto the hello kitty plushie he bought for you

- plug!eren absolutely adores having slow sensual sex while he’s high!!! he loves having you ride him omfg the way he’s able to slowly run his hands over your body and admire the pretty fucked out look on your face <333 the dirty talk is elite as well and don’t even get me started on his facial expressions

- “fuuuck you feel so good baby” eren rasped using what little strength he had to bounce you on his dick. you couldn’t even reply your mind too foggy to come up with a response all you could muster were tiny moans and whines. he looked so pretty. his brows were furrowed and his nose was scrunched homeboy was completely basked in the feeling of your pussy. “this fucking pussy i swear y/n i’m gonna fuck a kid in you if you keep squeezin’ me like that” *screams internally*

- loves to roll blunts on you. he’ll roll up on your tits, back, ass, stomach it doesn’t matter he just loves to do it

- plug!eren doesn’t like to share as we all know but there was this one time you convinced him to watch you and mikasa fool around and he liked it way more then he admitted. smoking a blunt and watching the two women he trusted more than anything make out and touch each other??? yeah he loved it but don’t worry eren knew good and well his dick belonged to you and would never think about be intimate with another woman even if you were okay with it no one compares to his pretty lil gf </3

[bubbleteaimagines]

He cheats and gets someone else pregnant

Haikyuu Boys Drabbles

The one where you finally realize your worth and don’t forgive a cheater

SUNA RINTARO

It was inevitable, he supposed. You weren’t a dumb person- you’d figure it out soon enough. You’d pick up on the signs- notice how much he’s been going out lately and staring at his phone. Laughing at things you hadn’t sent him, becoming distant, slowly but surely.

Suna knew you’d find out.

He just wasn’t expecting it to be soon.

He had come home one evening and took a shower like normal. While he washed up, he made the terrible mistake of leaving his phone in the kitchen, thinking that there was no way she’d text him. Their relationship was dwindling, after all. Suna was beginning to let the guilt get to him.

After 3 long months, he finally realized what he had wanted. He wanted you, forever and always. He wanted to marry you and spend the rest of his days traveling and experiencing new things with you.

Unfortunately though, he figured it out too late. A boys mistake, thinking that the grass was greener on the other side. And he’d soon pay the price for that wishful thinking.

While you were cooking dinner, you couldn’t help but notice how often his phone was going off. It kept dinging every few seconds, quickly causing you to become irritated.

Suna’s phone never went off that much, and so you thought surely it must be the boys. They probably added him into a group chat, you figured.

Oh how wrong you were.

The minute you walked over to the device and picked it up, you could truly feel your heart break. Searing pain burst through you like a rocket, a gasp leaving your lips as you scrolled through the messages.

8:53 PM

Unknown: Suna? Do you think we could talk?

Unknown: I know you said that you were going back to Y/N, but I...I’m pregnant. And it’s yours

Undeniably, you were shocked and confused. Pregnant? Who was this that was texting his phone? And why the hell did she think she was pregnant by your boyfriend?

A sickening feeling began to bubble in your stomach. Putting the phone down, you clenched your fists and took deep breaths.

In and out, Y/N. In and out.

Surely there was an explanation for this, right? You’d ask Suna as soon as he got done showering, and he’d laugh and tell you how this was all a misunderstanding. Some prank by Atsumu, wanting to get him back in his own cruel way.

But...

One look at his face, though, and you knew everything.

“Tell me you didn’t,” Your bottom lip trembled as you stared at Suna, his eyes widened as he looked at the phone in your trembling hands. Once again, it pinged, but you didn’t even have the energy to look. The only thing you were focused on was your heavy breathing, and the fact that you were becoming light-headed as Suna stepped forward.

“Y/N, baby, I can explain.”

As soon as those words left this lips, your entire world shattered. Letting out a sob, you dropped the phone and used your hands to cover your mouth in horror.

“So you did.”

Suna became panicked as soon as you started crying, holding onto the kitchen table to keep yourself from falling over. The pain that you felt was indescribable, not to mention the absolute betrayal. You had given everything up for Suna- and he repayed you like this?

“Y/N/N, please,” Suna was begging as he moved closer, trying to embrace your crying figure in his arms but you pushed him away, sudden anger taking over you.

“Don’t touch me!” Suna flinched as your damn near threw him off, backing up so far from him. The look in your eyes nearly killed him as you made eye contract, “I don’t want your filthy hands on me now that I know where they’ve been!”

“Y/N...-”

“Shut the fuck up Suna!”

You could no longer control yourself as rage began taking over your body, slowly but surely replacing the tears. The more you processed it - the more you looked at that bastards face and realized that he had went and knocked someone up while you were at home, cooking his dinner - the more infuriated you became.

“I cannot fucking believe you. Like are you serious right now?! I spend all day, all fucking day waiting for you Suna. I cook your food, I run you baths, I do everything I can to make your life less stressful and then you go and do this shit?”

“Baby just listen me, it’s not like that, okay?Whatever you saw- it’s in the past! Me and her- it meant nothing. I realize that now. It’s me and you baby- just us. That’s all I want,” Suna felt tears trailing down his cheeks as he desperately pleaded his case. Desperately grabbing at you, trying to hold you as if that would make everything okay. As if a simple “I’m sorry,” could fix what he broke.

Instead, you found yourself laughing bitterly and fought the urge to smack him in the face. No, you decided you’d have more dignity than that. You’d pack your stuff, peacefully, and leave this asshole here to rot.

“Whatever.”

That was quickly decided in your mind and within seconds, you were shaking your head, scoffing as you pushed passed him and practically ran to your shared bedroom.

“Wait-! Y/N, what are you doing? No, no, no, no!” Suna panicked even more when he followed you and saw that you were hurriedly packing your stuff in a suitcase. It was messy, and you barely had half of your shit but you decided that it’d do. At least until right now. At least until...well, you didn’t really know anymore.

You and Suna, you guys were supposed to be each other’s forever. You were supposed to be endgame, but as it turned out, Suna ruined that before you could even get a ring.

You scoffed again at the prospect of ever marrying him. Now, you began to think about why you even wanted him in the first place. How did you not notice the signs? The lack of effort for weeks until Suna suddenly warmed up again and began treating you like you were his world.

How did you not catch on? How did it completely slip your mind that you were dating a cheater, until the facts suddenly smacked you right in the face?

“What does it look like I’m doing, Rintaro,” You rolled your eyes, zipping the suitcase and then booking it to the bathroom. You quickly grabbed your body wash, all your hair products and then your toothbrush. You lazily threw them in a another bag and then stood up, glaring at Suna who tried to block you from exiting the door.

“Move,” You stared him down, venom lacing your words. “I don’t fucking have time for this.”

“Baby, please,” You flinched as he reached out to touch you, to stroke your cheek with the same hands that had touched her. They were slightly wet, presumably from wiping his tears away, but all you could think about was that you weren’t the only one he had been coming home to. You weren’t the only one he had been fucking and touching.

The thought made you absolutely sick. You were sure that if you didn’t get out now, then you’d puke all over your- his expensive furniture.

“You have to listen to me,” Suna silently cried, his body shaking as he stood there, begging for the one person he needed in his life to stay. “I told you- she means nothing. I don’t want anything to do with her, I only want you, Y/N.”

“And the baby?” Dammit. You couldn’t help yourself. Once again, your anger began to fade as tears gathered in your eyes.

Suna had a child. He had a fucking child with some stranger he’d known less than six months. She was carrying his blood, something that was supposed to be your moment. You were supposed to give him his first child. You were supposed to be the one he shared that part of life with, not her.

“I- what?”

From the looks of it, you’d almost think that Suna didn’t know. His eyes were wide, his whole body stopping as he stared at you incredulously.

And then it hit you.

He didn’t know.

He didn’t even know that she was carrying his baby. He was completely clueless. Both of you were blindsided.

At this, you couldn’t help it. You did laugh, a bitter sound that sounded almost like you were mocking him.

“Wow Rintaro. How fucking stupid could you get?” You let out a watery chuckle, shaking your head as a tear ran down your face. “If you’re gonna cheat and fuck someone else, then at least be smart enough to wear a condom.”

“But I...that’s impossible,” Suna whispered, mostly to himself. “I don’t...I mean she can’t possibly...how did you...?”

“She was blowing up your phone while you were in the shower. How did you think I found out?” You gave him a fake smile. “For someone that doesn’t like putting in a lot of effort, you sure did put a lot into making sure you fucked this relationship up. And then your own life too.”

You hated to say it, but you silently enjoyed the way Suna was going to suffer. At the very least, it was absolutely what he deserved for cheating in the first place. Now, his life was probably going to be ruined. His career, his dreams, everything he had planned...

It was gonna go down the drain.

And you for one were grateful he wasn’t dragging you down with him.

“I...” Suna was at an absolute loss for his words. His whole body slumped, seemingly going numb as he just stayed in the doorway, looking shocked. It gave you the perfect opportunity to push past him, a small smirk on your face despite the searing pain in your heart.

You knew it was serious when he didn’t even try to stop you when you opened the front door.

“I left your phone on kitchen floor. Maybe you should call her. I’m sure you’d like to know more, seeing as it is yours. For your sake, I hope it’s a bouncing baby boy. That’s what you always wanted, right?”

You spoke one last time, making sure to rub salt in the wound before taking a final glance at the man you loved.

He looked broken, a sheer sobbing mess as he still stood in your bedroom door. A part of you couldn’t help but feel bad. You couldn’t help but want to go over and embrace him, dropping everything and tell him that things were gonna work out.

That was the part of you that still loved him.

But the other part...

The other part of you told you that it’s what he deserved. He cheated, and now he has to live with the consequences. Loosing you, and becoming a father at the age of 20.

That was the part of you that gave you the extra push. That was the part of you that gave you the strength to close the door, forever walking away from the man that broke you and the empty house that held all of your dead dreams.

——————————— ☁️ ——————————

BOKUTO KOUTARO

You didn’t believe it. Or more like, you didn’t want to believe it. You didn’t wanna shatter your fantasy world, one that you had been living in for four years.

You didn’t want it to break, because if it did...

You didn’t know what you were going to do.

For the last four years Bokuto had been your world. Your absolute rock, your sunshine on a cloudy day. He made you laugh, he made you feel welcome and special like nobody else had before.

Surely...your Bokuto wasn’t capable of this. Surely didn’t...he couldn’t have...

You didn’t even wanna think about it. Bile rose up in your throat every time you thought about it...his lips on hers. Caressing her and holding her the way he was supposed to only hold you.

You didn’t wanna think about it, but yet-

You had no choice as you stared at the pregnant woman before you.

“I’m sorry,” She had tears in her eyes as she sat on your couch, sobbing while simultaneously holding her belly. While holding his baby.

She had come to you only a few hours before, taking you by complete surprise. Never in your life did you ever think you’d come face to face with your boyfriend’s baby momma.

But that’s exactly what had happened.

Apparently, she and Bokuto had both had a one stand a few months ago. It was when he had traveled to Tokyo for a game and you stayed behind because you had school.

It was the one weekend you weren’t there to support him. One weekend...and you had lost him forever.

“It’s not...it’s not your fault,” You told her somewhat awkwardly, although you didn’t really mean it. She had slept with your boyfriend, after all. And now she was pregnant, claiming the baby was 100% his.

That wasn’t even the worst part though.

The worst part was that you couldn’t even be mad at her, because she didn’t know. It was a one night thing. She had told you Bokuto had left in tears the next morning, rambling on about how she meant nothing and that he had you to come home to.

She claimed that he regretted it the minute he realized what happened. Crying out about how he was going to propose and then rushing out without so much as a goodbye.

Oh how stupid he was to name drop you.

You almost wished he hadn’t, because that was how she had found you. After finding out that she was pregnant, she tried to reach out to Bokuto only to realize that he was telling the truth. He’d been with you for four years.

But did that really even mean anything anymore?

“It’s just- I just-” The girl shook her head. “I just want you to know that I never meant to hurt you. If I had known...if I had any other choice...”

“Actually, I’m sort of glad you reached out to me. Thank you for that. That was good on your part, seeing as I doubt he would have told me,” You smiled numbly, not capable of feeling anything at the moment.

It was like...your entire body was on shut down mode. It had become numb, desperately trying to block out the pain you were sure that was coming. And you, for one, were absolutely grateful. You didn’t wanna think... you didn’t even wanna fathom how broken you were gonna be.

So you didn’t. Instead you kept your thoughts quiet and relished in the numbness.

“You know...” You laughed bitterly, sadly shaking your head as you sighed, “Bokuto’s always wanted a kid. He kept begging me a few weeks ago to have one, but I said no. We’re both so young, you know? We had our whole lives together.”

You hadn’t meant to make her cry even more, but that’s exactly what your words did. They cut a knife through this random girl’s heart, causing her pain that she had stolen that from you. Bokuto, he had taken that from you as well.

“I’m sorry,” Once again, she apologized, but you weren’t much focused on that. Instead, your attention snapped towards the front door as you heard keys jingling outside. With a sharp push, your stomach dropped.

Bokuto was home.

“Hey hey hey! Babe whose car is that-”

Bokuto’s smile suddenly dropped as he walked into the scene, your dull eyes and the girl’s tearful ones ones trained on him. Immediately, his whole demeanor began to crumble down and he nervously looked between the two of you, his shoulders dropping.

“...outside. What’s this?”

“Bokuto, I believe you know her,” You were eerily calm as you pointed towards her, showing no emotion as Bokuto’s eyes flickered to her stomach. “This is Kayla. From Tokyo, right? I think you guys have much to discuss.”

Bokuto was at a loss for words as you rose from the couch, gesturing for him to take your seat. But instead of listening, he decided to make things difficult and run after you like a lost puppy as you made your way to the bedroom.

“Babe, babe wait! Y/N, please baby I can explain. I can explain, I can explain, I swear! Just let me, just please let me-”

“Bokuto,” You stopped him, holding up your hand and shaking your head. “I’m not in the mood, really. Just go talk with her alright? She came all this way to find me, so it’s rude not to.”

“But baby-”

“Go,” You suddenly became firm, gritting your teeth as you stared him. For a second, you took a small pause, and then Bokuto heard the words he never wished to hear his in life. “And don’t you ever call me that ever again, Koutaro.”

“K-Koutaro...?” Bokuto stuttered slightly, reeling back at the use of his first name. “But baby...y-you never call me that. Ever.”

“Oh yeah?” You couldn’t help but laugh on how clueless he was. I mean honestly, you never thought that Bokuto was stupid but now...“Well what the hell else am I supposed to call you? Read the fucking room Bokuto. Your pregnant fucking mistress is sitting on my couch, crying her eyes out and you’re worried about me calling you by your first fucking name? Get a god damn grip.”

For the first time that day, emotion began peaking out from your eyes. Pure anger bubbled up inside of your body, finally manifesting after holding it in for so long.

It felt good, in your opinion, to finally feel something. A delayed reaction, sure, but late was better than never.

“B-But-”

“Shut up,” You rolled your eyes at his trembling form. “I don’t wanna hear anything else from you. So go talk to her. Figure your shit out while I pack mine.”

“No!” Panic was evident in his voice as he suddenly grabbed your arms, preventing you from entering your bedroom. Shocked, you siteuggled in his embrace but Bokuto was extremely strong.

“What the hell? Let me go!”

“Y-Y/N! Baby y-you can’t leave me! You can’t! What about our plans? What about forever and always, you and me?”

“Did you think about that before you got drunk and fucked her?” You snapped harshly, causing him to whimper. “Exactly. So don’t come pulling that bullshit out on me, Bokuto. You’re the one that ruined that.”

“But-” At this point, he was searching for something, anything to make you stay as you shoved him off and then stormed in your shared room. “But baby I- we had this whole plan...I was gonna propose! Please, I...I even got the ring! Here I’ll prove it to you!”

While you were busy running around the room throwing all your stuff together, Bokuto suddenly dashed to the kitchen and retrieved a box he had been storing for a special occasion. He completely ignored the girl that was sitting on his couch, not even sparing her a second glance as he rushed back to you and dropped to his knees.

“See?” He hurriedly opened the box and desperately grabbed your hand, slipping the shiny diamond on before you could even protest. “I had it made for you, Y/N! Pure diamond, princess cut. It’s even engraved with your name baby! Please...”

You had to admit, you wanted to break down as Bokuto began to cry, looking awfully small as he kneeled by your feet. To make matters worse, he kept kissing your hand and mumbling tearful apologizes that yanked at your heartstrings.

By now, your initial exterior had began to crumble. Pain began to surround your heart, squeezing it so bad it almost felt like you were burning. A swell of tears gathered in your eyes, and you almost, almost gave in.

You almost sank to your knees and cried with him, almost pulled him into your arms because you didn’t wanna let go. You loved Bokuto, you truly did, and you wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of your life with him.

He was a good man, that probably made an honest mistake. He was everything you had ever wanted. And you were so tempted...so tempted to give in. Until you realized that you deserved better.

“I’m sorry,” Sniffling slightly, you yanked your hand out of his grasp and shook your head. “But I need to go. I can’t stay here anymore Bokuto...you ruined this. You ruined us, and now you have a woman in there carrying your child. You have the family you’ve always wanted. Don’t ruin that too.”

Hastily, you leaned down to press a bitter kiss on his forehead and then stood back up. Bokuto sobbed as he watched your figure retreat, standing high despite the heartbreak.

It was then that he realized that even though you were letting him go, you’d be just fine. You’d pull yourself together eventually, you were strong like that. You didn’t need him, but god, what about him?

He wasn’t sure if he could survive without you. He could barely even breathe and you hadn’t even walked out yet.

Was this what it was going to feel like from now on? Empty, hollow...meaningless?

“Please.”

One last time, he cried out of you. He begged you to stay.

But you knew you deserved better than that.

“I’m sorry.”

And with that, you left him behind. Forever.