#he is sooooo intensely handsome

[jimmyspades]

[heartshapedcigaretteburns]

Ex!Gaz who's still in love with you:/

(Look at my handsome boy💞)

Ex bf! Gaz who never wanted the relationship to end in the first place but you just couldn't handle how little time you got to spend together. He fought tooth and nail to try and make you stay but it wasn't enough. When that doesn't work he tries convincing you to stay friends but you know deep down that wouldn't work out so you reject the idea. 

Ex bf! Gaz who low-key stalks you. I mean is it really stalking if he means well? He just wants to ensure you're doing okay so he keeps tabs on you. Initially, he maintains his distance by checking your social media, but gradually, he starts appearing in the places you frequent, coincidentally running into you at the grocery store or gym more often than usual.

Ex bf! Gaz who worms his way back into your life subtly. Getting more involved with your mutual friends so that they invite him along to outings he knows you'll be at. In every group setting he manages to stay at your side despite how hard you try to get rid of him.

Ex bf! Gaz who is ecstatic when you warm up to the idea of remaining friends but he doesn't stop there. He's desperate to make you see that you're meant to be with him. He firmly believes that he was destined to marry you and grow old with you and he just doesn't understand why you can't accept that. In his eyes, you are his fate, his ultimate destiny.

Ex bf! Gaz who can't cope when you start going on dates with other people. Nobody else is deserving of you. You're meant to be going on dates with him, holding his hand, smiling at him. In his mind, no one else can treat you the way he can.  Sooooo naturally he resorts to sabotaging your love life. He'll find a way to make every new potential partner suddenly change their mind about dating you. And when you get stood up for the third time, he's there to hold you and comfort you, offering solace. 

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You were convinced that this new guy actually felt something for you. Things were going great - you had been on a few dates and really hit it off. It wasn't anything like what you and Kyle had but it was a step in the right direction. 

However, everything changed when he stood you up at the restaurant, leaving you waiting for 40 minutes without responding to your numerous texts. Finally, he replies, but the message crushes you.

"Sorry, I'm not coming tonight. I don't think this is going to work out."

Your entire body crumbles inward and you shrink into the booth as you process those words. You desperately tried to text back and ask what went wrong, but he had already blocked you. What a dick.

You apologize to the staff for the inconvenience, collect your belongings, and start walking home. As you left the fancy establishment, hot tears streamed down your face. It didn't take long for a familiar car to slow down beside you. 

“Why are you walking alone so late, love? C’mon, hop in.” Kyle spoke with a caring tone that both comforted and hurt you.

As much as you wish he wasn't so comforting, you find solace in his presence. You felt disappointed, frustrated, humiliated, and above all, unlovable. It's only natural you fall into his reassuring company.

You allow yourself to get into his car and let him drive you home while you sob pathetically and pour your little heart out. You're not even certain he can understand you with the intense blubbering you're doing but he can, he always can. He listens to you vent to him, gently rubbing your exposed thigh until you get it all out.

“God am I just not desirable enough? It seems like nobody wants me." You cried softly, your voice hoarse. 

He pulls into the driveway of what used to be your shared house.

“You're incredibly desirable, lovie. Anyone would be lucky to have you, he's just an idiot. He doesn't deserve you anyways." Kyle reassures you as he guides you inside to show you just how desirable you truly are. 

Okay this idea I've been toying with in my brain a lot lately and I think I executed it pretty well but let me know what you guys think. Hope you enjoyed! Ignore spelling and grammar errors though 😽😽😽

[villainscharm]

stalled | modern! aemond targaryen x reader

pov : you’re stuck in the elevator at the office with aemond aka your boss who you never talked to.

words count : 1.3k

contents : fluff (?) i don’t feel like there is any romance going on here, maybe the beginning of something ig??? but this is just a short sooooo

modern au. targaryen company theme plot. aemond is your boss but he never speak to you because he’s a dick.

MASTERLIST

He was terrifying — Aemond Targaryen was inevitably terrifying.

His presence, his demeanor, the atmosphere in the room shifted every time he entered.

And now you were stuck with him in this forsaken elevator.

It was a normal morning, you came to your work, scanned your finger and was sent to your task of the day. You’ve been working at the Targaryen company for six months now after graduating from the university, in the creative marketing team. Your work had been fine with many friendly and supportive colleagues in your department, including the CEO’s second daughter, Helaena Targaryen, as well.

Today one of your colleagues who took a sick leave called you and asked for a favor about paperwork. She already finished them but due to her stomach issues, she couldn’t come in to submit her work in time, so she emailed you the file to print and submit for her instead, which you kindly helped out. It was a report on the latest month's sale, so you were supposed to submit them at the office six floors above yours, the 22nd floor. Carrying the documents, you stood in the elevator, listening to the light music playing in the background and mindfully counting the pages in your hands for accuracy.

The gentle ding sound of the elevator alerted you to look up — nineteenth floor — before the door opened, you stepped aside making rooms for the person who was coming in. And then the air got cold.

The door opened, presenting the tall silver-haired man as he entered — Aemond Targaryen, the fourth child of the CEO Viserys Targaryen and his second wife, Alicent Hightower, who worked in human resources.

He was your director in creative marketing.

Also a dickhead.

“Mister Targaryen,” you greeted politely with a smile, which he ignored. You were tempted not to pull out your phone and complain about it to your secret social media account— not that you haven’t done it before. You took a quick glance at him, he was on his phone with his one-eye facing to your side, easier for you to study him closely for the first time. You met Aemond only a couple of times, first was at your job interview, he didn’t interview you though, only popping in to chat with his mother in the room. Miss Alicent tried to introduce you to him but he paid no mind and left, leaving you feeling awkward and self-conscious. The second time was in the meeting of the upcoming project, he was present but didn’t talk to anyone, well, if you count saying ‘hmm’ and ‘no’ as talking then it was.

Aemond was only a few years older than you, but you swore he acted like a forty year old man at work. The way he spoke, the way he sat — no wonder everyone feared him more than his older brother Aegon. Out of everyone in this family, Aemond seemed to be absent most times. His sister, Helaena once told you that he preferred working from home than being in the office. ‘He doesn’t like people very much. What’s it called again, antisocial?’

Sociopath, more like.

But when he was present, he often wore a casual outfit instead of suit and uniform, with an eyepatch covering his one-eye, of course. It was a known lore of how Aemond lost his eye, an accident during a family vacation, news spread all over the media.

Though missing one eye, Aemond remained devilishly handsome.

You inhaled, only three floors to go. Your eyes glued to the tiny monitor showing the number of each floor as it went on, as if staring at it intensely would help the elevator move faster.

19

20

21

and… THUD!

“Shit!” you cursed as the elevator suddenly stopped in its place, making your body lose its balance and stumble backward, almost hitting the wall. You look at the tiny monitor, it stopped at 21, but your guts told you that they were in between 22 as well.

You glanced at Aemond, who seemed to be startled as well, but remained calmly anyway. Hugging your documents tightly to your chest, your finger reached forward to press the button to open the door but nothing happened.

You pressed them again, and again still nothing.

“It’s not gonna open,” it was Aemond who spoke first, his voice was stern and calm, way too calm that it was making you panic, it was also the first time you heard him speak. You looked at him confused before he flipped his phone to your sight. You squinted your eyes looking at the screen, it was a message from the security service, informing them of the issue coming from the control panel, causing the elevator to stalled.

You sighed, leaning your back against the wall, thankfully the light didn’t go off, that would be a nightmare. “How long is it gonna be like this?” you asked, taking a quick glance at the watch on your wrist. Aemond hummed before replied, “Uncertain, should be some time. Hopefully not too long.”

You didn’t try to hide the eye roll as you groaned, at this point you shouldn’t care. Aemond then reached his hand forward, pressing the emergency button to alarm the people in the control room. The air was thick and filled with awkwardness, until Aemond broke the silence again.

“You look stressed,” he remarked. Of course you were stressed, your colleague asked you to help her out and now you were stuck in the elevator submitting her work late. “I have documents to submit in time. Obviously not gonna happen,” you replied, avoiding his eye contact.

“Applications?” he guessed, eyeing the documents in her hands. You turned your head to him instantly, blinking in disbelief, but when you realized how rude it must’ve looked, you played it out with a forced chuckle.

“I've been here for six months,” offense hid in your tone, your brows knitting together. Purposely leaving the part where you were supposed to address him as Mister Targaryen or sir.

Aemond hummed, “Receptionist?” wrong answer bastard.

“Creative marketing, your department,” What a dick. Forcing a smile, your blunt answer with the emphasis on the word ‘your’ made him raise an eyebrow in response. “Sir,” you finished, a poor attempt.

“But that’s the sales report,” Aemond noticed, he could see the heading of the documents in your arms clearly as he stood tall next to you. Though not too close, you could still smell his expensive cologne. Yves Saint Laurent — you guessed, he didn’t seem like a Calvin Klein type of guy, maybe Dior Sauvage? but who wasn’t a Dior Sauvage type of guy anyway.

“Floris took a sick leave. I’m just helping her out,” you offered him a softer tone this time, trying to gain some appreciation from him. But to your disappointment, the bastard hummed.

“I also work with Helaena, your sister. She’s excellent,” you tried to break the awkwardness, nothing a little small talk couldn’t fix. “Yes, she is,” not even a small talk could fix him, you couldn’t wait to get out of here. But to your surprise, Aemond added, “She mentioned you before. You came up with the campaign for the last month project,” it wasn’t a question but a fact, because Aemond knew. His tone was softer and approved. You thought he had no idea you existed but apparently you were wrong.

“Yes, I’m glad it helped to increase the sales,” you suppressed your smile, feeling proud and appreciated from the way Aemond addressed you. He hummed again, this time instead of infuriated, you felt your cheeks burned.

You two spent the next ten minutes standing in the elevator in silence before it eventually moved again, finally stopping at the 22nd floor. You sighed with relief because you were certain you would get claustrophobic if stood in there any longer. You stepped out finally, but before the elevator door closed, you heard Aemond called out your name from behind.

“I’ll see you later at the office.”

[bowandcurtsey]

{1700 event}

tw: smut / nsfw / lemon / minors dni / unchecked works

okay I'm excited for this one because it's the ABO verse (alpha / beta / omega) And we have imprinting AND SMUT HOLYYYYYY. I'm kinda rusty at smut so please, just forgive me.

Settings: modern world / ABO universe

Licht x f! reader

You took a deep breath of the fresh air and enjoyed the gentle sea breeze. Finally, you were starting your long awaited solo vacation.

A long island iced tea in one hand and your phone in another, you lay on your beach chair and decided to take a video to upload it to your socials.

Someone walked into the frame of your video, covering the view of the beach.

“Oh, pardon me.” He quickly hastened his pace.

His gentle voice forced your attention to break away from your phone to the direction of the voice.

At the moment you both made eye contact, you felt sparks shivering down your entire body.

A handsome young man, pale skin with ash grey hair pulled back into a tiny man bun, stared right back at you with golden orbs. Despite his lean build, his stare gave you such authoritative vibes that it make your knees go weak.

He was an alpha, no doubt.

He wasn't sitting too far from where you were, so you stole glances every now and then, checking him out.

You sneakily tried to take a picture of him and wanted to send it to amy, your best friend.

bbg.. this man's sooooo fine, check him out

A figure loomed over you, shading you from the sun. You jumped up from your seat seeing that it was the man you were texting Amy about.

"hi." his eyes maintained contact with yours, making your heart race.

"h-hi..?" you squeaked under his intense presence, you could feel some changes in your body and it was starting to get hotter.

"you've been checking me out for some time, do I know you?"

A wave of embarrassment crept up on you as your tongue turned gibberish; unable to produce the right words to say. Damn this alpha being so sleek and confident about himself!

"My name's Licht, what's yours?"

"y/n. sorry I mistook you for someone else." you said lamely.

"oh. alright." he shrugged, and you thought that was it, he was gonna go away and everything was just gonna be over.

But he pulled in closer, his breathe warm on your cheeks, whispering into your ears,"but it seems I have imprinted on you, so I'm not gonna let you go so easily now, omega."

imprinted?? on you? is that even possible? You figured that he just wanted to get into your pants and have probably done so before in the past.

He smiled a smile that looked so soft and gentle on the outside but left shivers running up your spine.

"y-you're crazy!" you quickly pushed him away before you lost control of yourself and got up. You gathered up your things hastily but as you were about to grab your bag and go, Licht held onto your hand.

"I thought you said I was fine? in your text to your friend?" he smile again, this time you swore you saw a little glint in his eyes.

"This is invasion of privacy!" your face was feeling hot.

"I mean, you just took a picture of me without my permission, you know?" he gave you a little wink, sending butterflies running amok in your stomach.

"can i treat you to dinner, y/n? as an apology for everything today. I genuinely want to get to know you."

"No, i'm good." you said and left for the public showers.

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God had to be seriously playing a damn prank on you when you went on heat while in the showers. You made sure to wrap yourself up even though it was a hot day out to suppress your scent as much as possible.

But as an omega, you always gave off very strong pheromones while in heat and it always attracted unwanted alphas.

"hey pretty doll, where are you headin? need a ride?" a redhead came up to you the moment you were out. "you're giving off a really sweet scent~"

"go away!" you barked at him

"fiesty, but thankfully, we redheads love a little spice, baby girl."

"leave her alone," Licht appeared once again.

"hey, I got to her first." the redhead tried to size licht up.

With a light push, the redhead was thrown into the walls as you stood there, mouth agape. He turned around to look at you with the same mysterious smile again.

He grabbed your hand this time, with a firm hold, as if he's not gonna let you go unless you followed him.

"I'll send you home." he said after seating you into his tesla.

He leaned over to buckle your seat belt for you, his close presence make your body shiver from his alpha scent, your legs involuntarily crossed each other so you could clamp your thighs together tightly to get some sort of ease from the painfully growing heat in your groin.

You couldn't help but steal some glances at the man in the driver's seat. His long slender fingers wrapped around the steering wheel, his eyes that seemed to hold the sun peeking from underneath the sunglasses.

Even from the jacket he was wearing, you could see that he was well-built, despite his lean figure. And his crotch-

There was a tent.

Right, he was an alpha that just imprinted on you and you were an omega in heat right now. Your scent was overbearing in this small space.

You were touched at his level of self control; a normal alpha like your ex would have just pounced on you, whether you were willing to or not. This man still managed to make small talks with you, but all you could look at were his adam's apple throbbing up and down his throat, thinking about how sexy it was.

You peeked at his "tent" a few times, it was already massive from under the fabric, and you couldn't help but wonder about the size when it was unraveled..

You felt your inner thighs getting sticky from your lustful thoughts and uncomfortably switched legs to cross.

Licht's hands gripped onto the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. He stepped on the accelerator hard and reached your place quickly.

"t-thank you." you unbuckled your seat belt.

"Welcome. Be careful of Alphas when you're on your heat."

"why did you imprint on me?" you asked suddenly and quietly. You really wondered, how did this handsome, perfect man could ever fall for someone like you.

"falling in love and imprinting on someone is not really by choice, I just have an urge to protect you, mark you and mate you." he said it flatly.

The idea of being marked and mated with Licht sent your body into overdrive, the heat in your arousal becoming unbearable as your breathing started to get laboured. You curled your toes and clenched your thighs tightly together.

Licht leaned in towards you, one hand reaching out to press against the door on your side, caging you in the passenger seat, "why does it seem that you liked what I just said?"

"n-no..." you mewled.

"you sure..?" he leaned closer to your ears, voice turning into a whisper, "don't think I didn't notice you looking at my dick."

He stroked the tip of your earlobe with his tongue, causing you to whimper.

He gave a small chuckle hearing your whimper and placed his palm on your knees, drawing small and gentle circles on your skin, "your body is giving out so much pheromones that it's almost choking me, sweetheart."

His touch made your body yearn for a release so much that the pain in your below started to get more unbearable. Your mind was getting hazy and you felt like you were about to pass out.

Curse you and your omega type, your bad timing heat AND your indecent thoughts on this man. Your hand reached out to tug on his forearms, "h-help me.."

His teeth gritted together as he swallowed slowly, pulling all of his strength together to not tear off all your clothes and rut crazily into you at this instant.

His hands glided up your knees and up your thighs as your other hand fist onto his shirt. He reached to your inner thighs, feeling your arousal on them.

"You're that soaked? or you've already cummed from your dirty thoughts of me?" he pulled back a little to question you, but your face was already bright red with your mouth slightly agape.

Your reaction made Licht yank you into a passionate kiss, pressing you down against the leather seats. His fingers finally reached your crotch, trying to get access.

"Help me out here, baby girl. Spread out for me."

Your hand let go of his shirt and reached out to pull your fabric to one side as you parted your legs so he could reach into you easily.

"so wet, jesus." he commented as his fingers touched your soaking hole.

You moaned impatiently as you felt the tip of his fingers brush against your entrance. Your hand that was on his forearm pulled him closer to you, begging for intrusion.

He put two digits into you with ease, filling up your cunt with his long slender fingers. Your walls gushed against him, swallowing and clenching against his fingers.

His thumb swirled against your clit as his fingers pumped in and out of you, forcing out cries and lewd moans from your throat. Your hips tried to rub against his hand, desperate to find your release.

You finally found the knot growing in your stomach and your moans started to get louder, not giving a care in the world about anyone that was outside of this car.

Licht suddenly pulled his fingers out of you, earning a cry from your mouth.

"Sorry sweetheart, I can't take it anymore," he unbuckled his pants and freed his member.

You stared. It was indeed huge.

He wrapped his fingers around himself, giving his penis a good few pumps. You could see his arousal forming at the tip of his sword.

"come," he beckoned for you to sit on his lap, "take all you want sweet thing."

Your gaping hole wanted him, seeing his member made you want to rut crazily on his cock.

You crawled on top of him with all your strength, straddling him, hovering your entrance above his dick.

Licht pulled your thighs further apart, so your hold opened wider as he slowly guided you to lower yourself.

His tip pierced through your entrance, electrifying your senses, pushing against your gummy walls.

You slowly but impatiently sat on him, swallowing his huge cock to it's hilt, whilst your body froze and your mouth was slightly agape in silence at the intensive pleasure.

You finally sat down fully, mewling at his tip pressing against your deepest spot. You could already feel the knot in your abdomen arising again as you naturally rocked against his hip.

"That's it, good girl." he coaxed you, as he reached into your shirt and underneath your bra to fondle with your nipples.

"ahh~" you cried out again, "cumming.. m cumming!"

"mhmm, good girl, cum by yourself on my dick,"

you bounced up and down, letting his tip kiss your cervix again and again until you felt a wave of pleasure tipping over.

Licht felt it too; your walls clamping so tightly against him, your bouncing getting weaker, so he steadied you with both his arms and rutted mercilessly into you.

The stimulation and the sudden speed sent you into your climax suddenly, bursting all kinds of pleasure nerves in your body as your body froze for seconds.

Your walls pulsate against his dick violently as you felt fluid squirting out of you. Your mouth was in a silent o while you were stuck in your euphoria.

You screamed at the overstimulation when he continued pounding into you as you came down from your high.

"bear with me.." he said through gritted teeth as he continued his rampage.

With one last hard thrust, he emptied himself into you.

You collapsed against him, catching your breath as he stroked the back of your hair.

"Be my mate and let me mark you." he said in between breaths, "I want to knot you over and over so you can have litters of my kids."

[dyns33]

Flufftober 25 - Deadpool

Wade Wilson x reader 

           "This must be your favorite day."

           "Because you're a freak."

           "I think he understood. Unless he's stupid."

           "Haha. You guys are sooooo funny. Halloween, my favourite day, because I wear a mask all the time, and under the mask I look like a moldy avocado. Nobody never said that to me. I think someone did, to Batman, so I'll take that as a compliment."

           "You're not as handsome as Batman. With and without the mask."

           "Thank you, Yellow, you're adorable."

           "More than you, for sure."

Wade didn't know why he kept chatting with the boxes. They were never nice to him and they didn't deserve his attention.

Maybe it was because no one else wanted to talk to him. Despite his best efforts, people still ended up finding him weird, crazy, and dangerous. This was incomprehensible to Wade, who thought he was the best friend in the world.

Loyal, funny, ready to kill if asked, for money or a hug.

According to Spidey, Red, and Moon-Moon, the only heroes who agreed to spend some time with him, he didn't do it well. He was too intense and he had to stop threatening people, whether it was to protect the people he loved, or to ask the people he loved to love him back.

And all of that was when he had his mask on.

No normal person ever gave him a chance seeing his face, running off before they tried to get to know him.

It was a bit hurtful, but Wade could understand. He had already vomited and passed out after seeing himself in a mirror. At the same time.

So even if they said that to be mean, the boxes weren't wrong. His scorched pizza face could only come out on Halloween, because people thought it was a disguise then, and everyone praised him, saying he was really awful, which was so cool. Just for that day.

The other days it was just awful.

           "We could enter a contest. We would win a prize."

           "At the end, they will understand that it is not a costume and they will throw tomatoes at you while laughing, like Quasimodo."

           "Even Quasimodo is more handsome."

           "He's not with the girl at the end."

           "And Wade is single, I don't see where the problem is."

           "I want tacos !" declared Wade, who was tired of listening to them, even though he knew they were going to follow him wherever he went. They were silent only when he shot himself in the head, and never for very long.

It was nice to go out without the mask for once. He decided to put on a cap anyway, to avoid attracting too much attention. If someone asked him, he was a sexy zombie, and a famous one, but incognito, so he didn't accept photos, thank you.

On his way, he passed an ice cream shop, and eating ice cream before the tacos seemed like a good idea. It all ended up in the stomach at the end, the order didn't really matter.

It was a little cold, so there weren't many people in the shop. Some stared at him, both frightened and fascinated, smiling shyly at him when he greeted them.

It was that stupid gesture, to wave his hand to embarrass strangers, that changed his life. Well, maybe not his life, but at least his day.

No, yes, his whole life.

Wade's hand passed very close to the girl who was patiently waiting her turn behind him, touching her hair, and they both jumped at the same time.

The poor innocent backed off, while he immediately apologized, explaining that he hadn't done it on purpose, and that she had no reason to be afraid or disgusted, he wasn't sick or contagious, just ugly.

           "Well, I guess there's reason to be disgusted, I have a special face."

           "Oh. No, sorry, I was surprised, I was thinking about the ice cream I was going to choose, I thought something was falling on me, like an insect."

           "If I was an insect, I would be a dung beetle. Often screwed up, but very useful for the whole world."

The boxes told him he was ridiculous, but that made the young girl laugh. They then told him that she was making fun of him, while she added that he was funny, with a charming smile.

           "My name is Y/N." she said, holding out her hand, as if she wanted him to shake it. He couldn't do that, she was way too pretty for him to touch.

           "Wade Winston Wilson. Triple W. My dad was an alcoholic, he wanted to call me Georges, but eventually he gave the dog that name, and he loved him more than me."

           "I hope that's not true."

           "The name story isn't. Shall I buy you ice cream?  To make up for almost slapping you. Really sorry, I'll never do that. I'll cut my hand off rather than hit a woman. I've fought women before, but they were bad guys, I mean bad girls, and I think it's pretty feminist of me not to discriminate, but I won't hit a helpless woman who didn't do anything wrong. I'm actually hired to hunt down guys who do this, and sometimes I even do it for free."

This made Y/N laugh again, and Wade considered that she hadn't understood that he was serious.

Not to scare her away, he didn't insist. She had accepted that he pay for her ice cream, if in exchange he agreed to stay a little with her to discuss.

           "I thought you wanted tacos." White reminded him.

           "But now he wants Y/N."

           "She's too good for him. Just like Esmeralda with Quasimodo."

           "She's much prettier than Esmeralda."

           "What ?" Y/N asked looking at him in surprise.

           "Nothing, I... I'm talking to myself, I was thinking of something else. So, not dressed up for Halloween yet ?"

           "No, not yet. I'm not sure I'm going out tonight, the streets aren't safe, and I have a date."

Wade did his best to hide his disappointment, so very badly. This made the young woman laugh again.

           "I mean, I have a date with my sofa, my television, a blanket and some chocolate."

           "I think we have a date with the same person tonight. It's terrible, they're cheating on us, we should get revenge by going out together !"

           "Haha, yes, why not."

He had said that as a joke, really. It was one of the only non-serious things he had said since the moment he saw her sweet face and his heart almost stopped beating at so much beauty, and now Y/N had just accepted a go on a date with him.

           "No, she's joking too."

           "Yes she didn't understand that we were really ugly."

           "I'm really ugly." repeated Wade, pointing his fork at his face. "It's not a mask, I look like it all year round. And I'm really hired to punch bad guys, or worse."

           "I know. You're Deadpool. You sometimes work with Spiderman and other heroes, I've seen you on the news."

           "... And it's okay ?"

           "Yes." simply replied the angel who was eating her ice cream in front of him.

White yelled at him that they were probably dead again and dreaming while he was regenerating. Yellow whispered to him that it was a cruel joke, or that she was a Hydra spy who wanted to capture him to study his cells. Wade watched the rainbows and butterflies floating in the air, hearts in his eyes.

Obviously, Y/N didn't see the little hearts, taking his silence for a rejection.

           "If I was too quick, I'm sorry, I... You're nice, and funny, and I had a great time with you. But if you're not interested, or you already have someone, or...'

           "No ! I'm having a great time too. It's much better than tacos ! I wanted to eat tacos before stopping here."

           "Really ? We... We could go have some together?  Then I don't know. We'll see. Do you have a number ?"

Convinced that she wouldn't call him, he gave her his personal number. The one he had given to his pals of the Team Red of the Moon, and that was it, because all the other people he knew didn't deserve to know this number, with its brilliant voicemail where he imitated Ryan Reynolds, only knowing his professional phone, where he was making farts noises.

Except that Y/N immediately sent him a message, while they were still together.

           "Here. That way we can schedule another date."

           "Another date ?"

           "Yeah... I mean, unless we don't consider today to be a date. Sorry, we'll schedule a first date."

           "I don't know if White and Yellow are right, but I don't care."

           "What ?"

           "Nothing. Shall we go and eat tacos ?"

Leaving way too much money for the waitress, Wade hopped happily alongside Y/N who was still smiling like he didn't look like an idiot with a ravaged face, and Wade thought to himself that Halloween was maybe actually his favourite day. And that eating ice cream before the meal was a great idea !

[meatmensch]

the thing about supernatural never doing episodes in the city after season one is that we never got an episode at a dance club where dean accidentally takes ecstasy because the demon they’re chasing slipped it to him. he gets sooooo soo dancey and happy. he’s wearing a fed outfit so when he gets really into it he takes off his coat and button down, and is just in a black tank top (also cool because he’d look like patrick swayze lol). there’s a bunch of intense shit happening all over, so cas and him get separated. sam is doing his own crazy thing that actually furthers the plot of the episode. 

at some point in his euphoric dancing he thinks “wait. what am i doing. why do i feel different...where are sam and cas...” so he yells over the loud music “HAS ANYONE SEEN MY BEST FRIEND? HE’S REALLY HANDSOME! HE’S THE FATHER OF MY CHILD! IT’S KIND OF COMPLICATED. YOU GET IT...HE’S REALLY COOL!” when cas finally finds him he leans in really close, so dean can hear him, and yells “DEAN IT’S NOT SAFE HERE. WE HAVE TO LEAVE - “ “YOU’RE SO PRETTY! DANCE WITH ME!” “DEAN THE DEMON, SHE - “ “I KNOW, I KNOW. SHE’S HERE. SHE DEFINITELY SLIPPED ME SOMETHING. BUT I FEEL REALLY GOOD, IT’S OKAY” 

he grabs cas by the shoulders, leans in closer, and says “COME ON, MAN, PLEASE. I FEEL REALLY GOOD. WHEN ELSE AM I GOING TO BE ALL DANCEY AND HANDSY? WHEN ELSE AM I NOT GONNA BE BITCHY? I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU. AND I WANT TO TELL YOU EVERYTHING. AND I WANT US TO MAKE EACH OTHER HAPPY...BUDDY, WHEN ELSE AM I GONNA SAY THAT SORT OF CRAP TO YOU?” cas is absolutely mesmerized/hypnotized. “I - UM. DEAN, I...SURE. YES. YES I WANT THAT TOO.” 

dean reaches for him, and begins to pull off the lapels of cas’ trench coat and blazer. cas tears them off the rest of the way. they dance, and it’s super intense. the music is bumping, the lights are flashing, the camera moves in really close on their faces, the tension is crazy, they’re holding eye contact the whole time, and it’s even in slowmo for a bit. you get the feeling they’re really about to kiss. then they nearly get knocked over, because a plot-relevant fight broke out, and someone got punched and thrown into them. they actually have to get back to work now.

[brisquad-unit-4402]

Hello unit 4402!

So tomorrow's luxiem new outfit reveal and judging from the silhouette, we're hoping for some ponytail shu yamino. Can't help but come back to your mini hcs about him having his hair tied up and reveal his neck..

Ok im sorry i've fallen too deep into this rabbit hole called simping for shu yamino i should be going by now bye have a nice day ashwbshwuqwjkl

-🍰

no ur right. but while i’m at it. BRUH I WAS RIGHT. I WAS SO RIGHT. WHY IS HE SO FUCKING HOT EVEN WHEN ALL WE HAVE IS A SILHOUETTE. I’M SO MAD. CAN YOU NOT SAVE ANY DRIP FOR THE REST OF US KING. FUCK OFFFFFF

but also not really bc we as a society have not talked enough about shu with long hair being so pretty and now i’m glad that we can address what a massive fucking dub that is. i could be going so insane rn.

you guys are sooooo lucky i’m too tired to type out how handsome shu is. soooo lucky i can barely think in full sentences much less articulate how nice it is to see his face in all its amethyst glory and still be able to comb through his hair through your fingers.

dude i’m so gone rn i wanna kiss his forehead SO BAD. maaaan. he deserves a million and one kisses and all the love in the world, he’s actually so gorgeous and has such a comfortable personality. he’d be so modest and shy when you tell him that too. all blushy and stuttery even after you kiss every inch of his face and the top of his head and his exposed neck, which isn’t used to his hair being out of the way and shivers so much at just the feeling of your lips on his nape. he just goes from stuttery to speechless the more intense you get against his skin like he’s your territory, and your hands in his ponytail can go from relaxing to hot real fast. you’ve got the driving wheel in your hands and he’s willing to follow your lead even when he thinks all your love against his neck is what will make his heart explode

(also uhhh. idk how to integrate this one here but corsets cinch the waist and makes them look way smaller than they actually are. so like. either hoel-mama commits to the biceps + sideboob muscle and lets him have such a nice set of abs, or turns out his waist is just that snatched naturally, you know, like he was invented to be perfectly grabbable. or we keep the corset which has to be one of the top 5 pieces of clothing ever. we literally can’t lose)

(update: UGHHH GOD I DIDNT EVEN MENTION HOW HIS PONYTAIL LETS YOU AIM FOR HIS EAR WITH PERCISION AND THE LITTLE MOANS HE MAKES IN RESPONSE. FUUUUCK)

[vykker]

fuck it. Humphrey & Irwin headcanons

They met while working as royal doctors to Lady Margaret. Marge keeps several doctors on retainer in her palace for emergencies. H & I were part of a group of award-winning vykker doctors all of whom competed for her recognition. They acted cordial when the gluks were looking, but behind doors they could be quite cutthroat.

Irwin specializes in surgery & Humphrey is more of a jack-of-all-trades kinda guy- Humphrey has great bedside manner when he's being paid, so a lot of Glukkons prefer working with him.

At one point while working at Lady Margaret's palace, Irwin pulls off some insane surgery that had never been done before. Like separating cranially conjoined twins or something like that. The other vykkers think he's insane for trying but he succeeds after 3 straight days of surgery. The other vykkers are furiously jealous, all save for Humphrey, who demands that Irwin explain EVERYTHING he did from start to finish so he can take notes.

They end up talking for hours and eventually become friends and collaborate on projects together... they grow to trust each other, bouncing ideas back and forth..... their claws accidentally touch while vivisecting fuzzles or something.... that old trope of lovingly wiping animal blood off your crush' cheek.... and so on.

In modern times they're vykker-married but have also been vykker-divorced once or twice. They've been together so long they can't function apart. "I wish I knew how to quit you" etc. They switch between being lovey-dovey, & having screaming matches so intense you can hear them through the walls.

Humphrey is the Big Ideas guy. He has ADHD brain and jumps from projects all day long. He interacts with the public more than Irwin because he's more easy going and humorous; meanwhile Irwin has meltdowns over perceived slights & struggles with being friendly to their shareholders.

Irwin has a much more narrow focus and can meticulously work on the same project for hours and hours and hours. He's hard to work for because his voice is shrill enough to get through even the loudest' headphones. If one thing goes wrong he immediately starts to panic.

Irwin thinks Humphrey has a handsome smile. Humphrey thinks its sooooo cute how Irwin's always freaking out and screaming at his interns.

Irwin likes puzzles.

They have a ton of kids who are now grown adult lab employees with their own children, but they may have a baby picture or 2 of them still in their workspace- the ugliest infants you've ever seen in your life.

feel free to add more if you want ?

[mslevbiascorner]

KOKUTO NEJI (JACK JEANNE)

Who is Kokuto Neji?

Kokuto or Kuro is one of the love interests (LIs) in the otome game titled Jack Jeanne. He is the Boss/Leader/Director/Playwright/Lyricist of Quartz Class, he is also one of the third year students alongside Kai and Sarafumi.

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Before we proceed I just want to warn you that this is going to be a long ass post because this dude got me on CHOKEHOLD and second, WHY THE FUCK DID THEY MADE HIM SO FREAKIN' HOT?!

Okay, I have standards in otome games y'know? I like smart, kuuderes, serious/villain characters, with that being said, Kokuto is the COMPLETE EXACT opposite, he's so freakin' loud, whimsical and eccentric for my taste.

When I started playing the game I was aiming for Mutsumi Kai, I was attracted to him because he is a classically handsome otome LI, and definitely exudes kuudere vibes lol. Despite the urge of playing Kai's route first, I decided to stick with the reviews, I've played Suzu, Fumi and Kai's route.

Wait whut? So where is Soshi and Mitsuki?

Okay, okay, believe me I really wanted to finish all the routes first before Kokuto but GODDAMN I just can't take it anymore I had to skipped Soshi and Mitsuki for him (I'm so sorry). I was so drawn by him, I felt like he's watching me from behind and telling me to PLEASE DO MY ROUTE ALREADY, you have no idea how daunting it is and how hard it is to resist the urge of playing his route because WHAT THE FUCK?

Why he got me on CHOKEHOLD [May Contain Minor/Major/Out of Context Spoiler]

Character Design: 10/10

Yeah I know, some of you will probably attack me for this rating because some players hated his hair, but let's not talk about that, I love his hair it suits him perfectly, period. I like his uniform a lot! He looks so neat and likes wearing long polo sleeves which I sooooo fuckin' love! I like his aesthetics because I can definitely do his style. I actually realized that he really does look like a film director. Also, those jaded eyes dude, those freakin' eyes, he looks like a CAT and I love cats! I think he deviates to the "usual" otome handsome LI due to his design that is very Tokyo Ghoul(ish), but nevertheless he is very very handsome and attractive, 100/10 would smash, lol.

Talent: 10/10

LISTEN y'all, Kokuto Neji is INSANELY TALENTED I'm telling you that! This is not even an exaggeration. His forte is writing and directing, but I was at complete shock that he can also ACT, SING, DANCE, and even WRITE A SONG! And oh, the fact that he can play both Jack and Jeanne roles is a major WOW to me. At first, I was not taking his acting seriously because he picks a role that is so so so random lol, often times he has been outshined by other characters but not until he played as Domina in Oh! Rama Havenna! like urgh! His acting is superb, there's already a foreshadowing about his personal story there. His singing voice is so gooooood as well, I love Ghost Party and Intense Confessions at the Confessional, he ate those songs up!

Kisa's inner monologue (same girl, same)

Yep he did that!

Personality: 9/10

Fuck my life and why I haven't met a person like him in real life? Haha! Kokuto is too complex since you'll never know what's going on inside his head, in fact, Kai mentioned that Kokuto doesn't know how to communicate very well despite his eccentricity, but Neji can be very very serious especially if it's related to the projects he's doing and I think he can be cold asf, iykyk. It's a no brainer, Kokuto is a gifted one, a genius as called by many but because of that he tends to be selfish, inconsiderate, unreasonable and brutally honest at times, I think this is a conundrum with intelligent people in general. I also believed that the writers (Sui Ishida and Shin Towada) perfectly convey the word "genius" through Neji. While I admit that he is quite self-centered I think Neji just wants the best for the members and for the Quartz, he is the class leader and has the responsibility over them. He wanted to push everyone because he believed that they are more than capable of what they can offer.

Neji realizing that he went overboard, lol, he is so precious huhu

This hit me like a train

Of all LIs Kokuto's dialogues are my favorite, they are deep but at the same time very sensible, this is because I like introspective people in real life. Aside from that, Kokuto is so freakin' FUNNY! Oh good lord, you have no idea, there were no dull moments with him! I had to admit, his role as Crowley in their final performance almost got me so emotional but his comedic lines ruined it for me I ended up laughing instead, LOL! Despite being a troublemaker to Quartz and to his previous class I love how his teachers acknowledges his talent and even waited for him to finish the final script when they can just use the Univeil archive but they opted not to (Neji best boy >.<).

LMAO! This is probably one of his unforgettable dialogues!

STORY: 10/10

Despite all the spoilers I've read, his story still surprised me to a great extent. Okay, perhaps the main reason why I liked Kokuto is because his story and my personal story is similar even his contemplations/sentiments are the same as mine. Of course, unlike him I am no genius, just an average person but I also like doing things that piques my interest, we have the same blood type and love over food especially rice lol. I've read reviews about his route being lackluster or Kokuto being irrational, some even said that his route has a great potential but went down hill for some reason. I'd say Neji's route is not for everyone, of course he has flaws. With his experience with his father Kokuto formed a certain defense mechanism channeling his emotional burden to somebody else. Despite the trauma, Kokuto still respects his father, admired him as an excellent director, and even inspired him to become an excellent playwright. My mind and heart were so conflicted when Neji got his writer's block because huh? Why he can't accept the fact that he's inlove, of course he cannot think of anything duh? I emphatize with Kisa like it's not her fault to begin with, however I can't also invalidate Neji's feeling because after all he's protecting himself from potential heartache and because of his past experience *sob*. Moreover, it so refreshing too see Neji in stage acting as a lead actor, and bringing his own script to life. He's always been working so hard behind Quartz and let other members shine. Also, I am convinced that Neji purposely wrote the Sissia of the Central Nation for Kisa even without his route, I say this because I've played 3 routes before him and to think that the final play was actually based on Kisa's story is quite a mystery, perhaps he knew her secret after all?

Yes Chui, I agree.

ROMANCE: 100/10

Hoo boy we’ve come this far, aren’t we? Yeah, I mentioned that he deviates to the classically handsome otome, at first I was like “this character is so random, What's with the hair? Can he romance me tho? What is it going to be like?” Those questions became the driving force for me to finally give in! Also BRUH?! Kokuto’s affection events left me in awe, my heart really went “doki doki” did I also mentioned that I liked Kai?! Yes, Kai’s affection events were good but Neji went TRIPLE! He got me kicking my feet, giggling and twirling my hair, I had to put down my switch in order to process my emotions because goddamn what was even that for?! He was such a tease like I didn’t even expect those.

KYAHHHHH!!! This one left me in SHOOKT! Yep this is not an acting anymore lol

Despite JJ's limited romantic offerings, Kokuto's affection events can compete with Piofiore or other similar games I've played even without kissing CG or 18+ CGs, that's how impactful his route is. I'd say his route had a right amount of romance. His antics and exaggeration makes him even more adorable his lines were the best! I guess it all boils down to him being a writer and an actor, gosh he knows exactly how to play with words! My favorite line of his is probably during the Univeil Performance, the scene where Sissia (Kisa) and Crowley (Kokuto) where about to perform the final song: Sissia: I can’t understand 80% of what you say. Crowley: Though it may be trouble for you, I absolutely love the time I spend with you, speaking feverishly on the 80 percent you don’t understand DUDDDEEEEEEE this line particular is so touching! :( please help me to hold all these feels. After playing his route I can say that Kokuto and Kisa really fit and compliment each other and could make a power couple! (Me to myself: you wish that was you huh?) which actually make sense since Kokuto has always been looking for a "gear" as he claimed himself as the "mechanic"

That's it for my Kokuto Neji appreciation post, I am officialy brainrotting but I have to keep going I have like 9 otome titles to play with lol. I will be thinking about him until I'm 40. Ciao!

[eriexplosion]

Clone Wars - Rookies

Now that I've got a laptop I can actually type on... time to get back into the rewatch with AN EPISODE THAT WILL PAIN ME.

'The best confidence builder is experience' yeah assuming that you get to have that and don't just get brutally killed on your first assignment. If you get past all of that, then you can get confidence building experience.

Unfortunately, because of the relentless demands of battle, many young clones must join the struggle before their intensive training has been completed.

LIKE COME ON. I'M FERAL. THEY DIDN'T EVEN GET TRAINED FULLY AND WERE SENT OUT ANYWAY. Tragic how that Just Has to Happen, there's no other way we definitely can't recruit people that aren't clones and have volunteered for this. That's impossible, sorry.

*checks time* we're at about 40 seconds now, I'm going to be so normal about this. Sooooo normal.

God though do I love Echo. I LIKE THAT IT'S SO QUIET OUT HERE :D GIVES ME TIME TO CATCH UP ON THE REG MANUALS :D what a nerd. A precious, precious nerd. Who knew that in a few short years they would be running around with a squad full of unadulterated chaos like the batch?

Shout out to Sergeant O'Niner for extreme handsomeness, I just love the greying look, so sue me.

Also Obi-Wan getting after Anakin for not sleeping, this is likely such a long running argument. I seem to remember the ROTS novelization said something about how Anakin didn't sleep for pretty much the entirety of it. BAD HABITS WILL GET YOU IN THE END. One day you're skimping on sleep to find General Grievous and the next you haven't slept in five days and you've murdered the younglings.

I love "Good man, that Cody" how often does Obi-Wan just randomly compliment Cody the instant he hangs up?

Hevy is so unimpressed by the meteor shower, in one last bit of humor before clone boys start dying. O'Niner's death is particularly brutal with the POV shot of three blasters gunning him down, but I hate all of it 😭Wasting absolutely no time cutting the clone numbers in half, including poor, unfortunately named Droidbait. (I can't get over that name, I simply can't. Nothing says awkward like memorializing your comrade Droidbait, who was murdered by droids.)

Also the specific way the droid changes its voice, the grabbing at its neck and apparently physically forcing its voice module into a clone voice. Upsetting to look at! But worth it for 'we do not need an inspection! Everything's fine! :)' Maximum suspicious behavior. And Cody's main reaction is just 'you know what? I need this to not be my problem. Rex is in charge.' I feel like we underestimate the amount of Little Shit Cody can be when he feels like it.

Mid typing of course, Cutup got eaten by an eel. RIP. I do feel like this part is played a little too lightly, they call out Cutup's name and say poor Cutup and all but no one seems all that like, distressed, that he's gone. At the very least that's 25% of their remaining manpower! Show some concern guys!

Moving on though, this lighting is doing Cody's paint job no favors.

I do love how unnerving the droid pretending to be a clone is though. Droid like 'how do clones act? Gestures? They gesture right?' and proceeds to do it in the worst way possible.

Rex is showing off a great dichotomy here, with Anakin and Ahsoka he always comes off as the cool headed one that tries to do things by the book, but when he hauls off and shoots the suspicious 'clone' in the face, Cody is HORRIFIED AND CONFUSED. WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? One squad's voice of reason is another squad's absolute lunatic.

Speaking of characterization notes, I still find it a little odd that Fives has gotten the full party boy characterization of the Echo & Fives set in fanon when he's almost as rigid as Echo here, at least when set against Hevy. He introduces himself to Rex and Cody by his CT number and it's Hevy that fills in their actual names. I feel like he loosens up over the show, but he's definitely more by the book than people give him credit for. The real difference between the two as set up seems to be that Fives is a little more assertive (but kind of quieter) to Echo's soft spoken but chatty personality.

HANDPRINT THOUGH, HANDPRINT HANDPRINT. Literally if I could change one (1) small thing about TBB it's that I would give Echo back their handprint. I hate that they don't have it, it's integral damn it.

Rex breaking back in is still one of my favorite parts. Holding up the severed head up to the camera while Cody just goes THIS IS NEVER GOING TO WORK. Give him some credit, Cody, he knows what he's doing.

"Permission to take point, sir?" "I'm always first, kid."

Every day, Rex is just out here being unspeakably attractive. (And Echo is being unspeakably cute. "I GOT ONE :D")

Rex yet again showing his insane levels by going straight to 'guess we blow the whole place up' as his battle plan. No chill in this man, none at ALL.

Also, the detonator not hooking up with the handset. I can't believe that Hevy gets killed by fucking. Bluetooth issues. Imagine that your life rests on getting two pieces of technology to fucking communicate with each other. And Rex and Cody's immediate reaction is they need to GO BACK AND GET HIM RIGHT NOW, no one wants him to sacrifice himself, that wasn't what he was supposed to do when Rex left him to fix the detonator. I'm sure he gets hella survivors guilt from that. He left the rookie behind, it probably feels like his fault that Hevy is gone. Just pile the problems on him, just do it.

Echo having a tendency to make questionably timed jokes is. Certainly something. Like, Cutup gets eaten by an eel - that's why the regulations say don't go outside! Hevy gets blown up - Hevy always did hate that place! Like. Baby. Do you have to say that NOW? They perhaps have some filter issues.

Triumphant ending! Everyone except these two has died horribly! But they have medals you see!

It's still one of my favorite episodes though. All clones all the time, lots of chances to fawn over my boys, I can never turn that down. Echo my beloved ❤️

[freakurodani]

if you would like to elaborate on oikawa getting rejected in silly ones, i'd love to hear it <3 that appeals to my interests as well hehe. i like making him a little pathetic

GOSH DO I!!!!

in addition to this post

talking about hinata rejecting oikawa bc he was so caught up in the thrill of this cool senpai both being in brazil and also becoming his friend he did not see that oikawa was flirting w him but bc he is Like That oikawa didn't realize he wasnt being flirted back with, hinata is just friendly and personable hsusjsjsksn

ALSO in my haikyuu book club this week was volume 2 and well, im also rewatching the anime w my bff and we watched the first few episodes of season 4 and after she went to bed i HAD to keep my hq brain going so i finished all the reading for this week ( sjebjsjs bad planning now i have to wait WAY longer to continue) BUT IT HAD OIKAWAS INTRO PAGE AND THIS!!!! IS HIS CURRENT CONCERN

and this is just ajshakhs hes trying so hard not to be hurt ajsbshjsje i love him so much hes fine guys hes totally fine doesnt effect him at all he doesn't care do u believe him?? pls,,, please believe him,,,,

ALSO AISHAJS one of my favorite ways to enjoy oisuga is.... oikawa pining..... endlessly.... AND HES MAD ABOUT IT!!!! oahsjahs he tries so HARD to flirt with him but!!! he sucks at it!! so suga never catches on and he just thinks oikawa is kinda weird sisbjshe but like in a good way!! like "oh, hes just another volleyball idiot, and bc hes so handsome i wonder if he feels like he can't really be understood by many ppl! I wonder if he finds it difficult to make friends, he is really intense... woah, he really IS kageyamas senpai..." aishkajshshs

and oikawa is waiting for sugas answer to see if he wants to go to the movies w him or not and THEY DO GO but once again the vibe was not clarified and oikawa thought it was a date and suga thought they were friends hanging out ajabajjshs ACTUALLY maybe he DID say "great! its a date!" but suga thought he WAS JOKING JSHSJA

(this literally happened to me once ahsvsn we held hands even and at the end i was like... " so... wanna go on another date sometime?" and she was like "THIS WAS A DATE???" and im fine about it, its funny, but in the moment i did want to immolate, shrivel up, and die. being 17 and gay is hard, its hard and nobody understands.... except oikawa bc this is canon to me now!!)

i just, man i love this stupid pretty boy, iwa ALSO delights, just a lil bit, in getting all the stories that oikawa complains about, bc it sucks, and he cares about his best friends feelings but also its sooooo funny

[luminousrider]

♡ hello

Hoo boy there is absolutely no way this poor child doesn't end up the most overachieving overachiever! Heir to both Brodia and the Gae Bolg with two very serious intense parents. Yeah he's going to be doing his best to be the absolute best at everything he does.

He is naturally talented though. Smart, handsome, skilled with pretty much any weapon. His one downfall is fishing. He sucks so bad at fishing and this pisses him off sooooo much. He's a wyvern guy like mom and Altena's wyvern was sooooo protective of him when he was a lil kid.

As far as how he looks, he's got the fluffiness of Diamant's hair but it's the color of Altena's. He likes to wear his longer to try and combat the fluff. Maybe like shoulder length. And he went through a headband phase when he was younger but now he prefers it pulled halfway back to be out of his eyes when he flies. Eyes are red. And his armor you know it's gotta be so cool looking. Like the aesthetic of Diamant's but the big ass pauldrons like Altena's he's so stylish.

Stories about Emblem Leif kinda freak him out like that's his uncle? That's his Uncle Leif? I think all three of his uncles are an important part of his life and I think he should have a little brother also. There is a lot of brotherly love in this family!

Family sparring time is a big bonding occasion. The three of them are always fighting together and trying to help each other grow and better themselves. The family that trains together stays together or something right?

[slightlymore]

I know you have told some people already, but I need you to tell me in detail just how good Haechan looks in person. I'm so jealous of how you got to live my dreams. 😭

Also, won't mind some points about Renjun and Jaemin. 👀👀👀

Forget Mark, he's on time out rn.

MARK ON TIME OUT AAAHAHAHAH

haechan is gorgeous, he's so so gorgeous, his face is perfect, and I've always said this but he has perfect face structure like his jaw??? and cheekbones???? hhhhhhhhhhhh and his gaze brooo he has such intense gaze it was so so attractive, like this one

you just crumble I tell you it's so so good

and when he's not in his cunty mood he has bright boba eyes and cute energy like

incredibly long legs!!! small itty bitty waist, GOOD ASS, they all have such round peachy asses cry ahahahahahah and his voice irl is soooo smooth so so so good and I COULD SEE EVERYONES VEINS ON THEIR HANDS AND FOREARMS IT WAS CRAZY

renjun is sooooo sweet so so gorgeous he had such good energy and warmth AND I TELL YOU HIS VOICEEEE he had the best vocal stability throughout the concert, you could hear him so so so so well, haechan also was incredible and chenle too, but haechan had more hard lines and in the middle of the concert he was a bit more tired and he toned it down, then he brought it back towards the end for the rest of the crazy lines

jaemin is SO HANDSOME HE IS THE MOST HANDSOME ONE LIKE HE IS OBJECTIVELY THAT GOOD LOOKING I SWEAR that's the closest thing to seeing an angel or a god I'm being so serious right now normal people don't look like that AND HIS SMILEEEEEEEE he has amazing smile and he's so so so funny he's so good at being on stage and entertaining AND I COULD CLEARLY SEE HIS TITTIES LIKE HES SO BUFF AHAHAHAHAH so so so gorgeous

[theuphemism]

Lonely Night

Billy Hargrove x M!Reader

Inspired by A Lonely Night - The Weeknd

Additional Informations: Cisgender M!Reader, Billy!sub/Reader!dom, sad end, smut, 2319 words

This was originally written in portuguese and translated into english via google translator, so if there are any mistakes, I'm apologize.

And for women, girly-minded and minors: THIS IS NOT FOR YOU!

The light wind blew against the wooden windows, making the curtains flutter slightly as the cold draft entered the dark room. The local temperature didn't help at that moment, it was 10°F and each breath of air that passed through his muscular body made Billy shiver and let out small squeaks.

You took the mirror and put it in front of Billy, that mirror he always admired himself. That same mirror he always showed his own body with or without clothes, that same mirror he fucked himself in every time he had the opportunity to make him look at himself while being taken over by his own cum.

His need was palpable just by looking at the lack of attention you provided, but it still seemed that he could come just by looking at your superior figure who watched him with feline eyes, but that would not be possible, since he had a cock ring hugging his phallus.

— Look at yourself, it almost makes me feel sorry for you. — you chuckled softly as you appeared behind him, initiating a calm massage into his tense shoulders. — Away from home, you do all that tough-guy theatrics; but when in four walls, you becomes a bitch. — as you sat on the bed, behind him, he grunts, not wanting to admit that fact. — When you invite me for this, honestly I was so fucking surprised.

— Oh, come on, don't be such a hypocrite. — he said in mockery, crawling on all fours to you feet. — You love that bitch. — he smirked, that stupid smirk you both hated and loved. — It seems that you're the one who gives the theatrics, who talks and talks but doesn't do anything.

— Well, I don't know...

You said it softly, but after an expected silence settled in the place you soon went up him, surprising him. You knew what he was up to, wanting to test your patience by saying degrading things just to get what he wanted, and that's exactly what you would do.

— Don't tease me, you spoiled little piece of shit, unless you don't want my dick up your ass. - you held his jaw tightly, squeezing his dick with your own hip, making him squirm and roll his eyes.

— And if I don't, what are you going to do? Are you going to punish me by not letting me come until you tell me to? — he says sarcastically. — Sooooo cliché, handsome, get better. — he laughs weakly, biting his lips at the lustful look you had, the plan was working, but you knew he would more than love it if the punish was really that.

— No, blond. I'll do worse, that's for sure.

Suddenly Billy's body was pulled hard and slammed against yours. All he could think about was you in front of him and his lips glued to yours, in a desperate kiss of so much waiting. You held his hands, placing them against the floor and holding them tightly, at that point he was already returning the kiss with strong intensity and need. Lips descending, he let out a groan as he felt you kiss the side of his neck, nibbling and lightly sucking the exposed skin.

— I've been waiting for this for so long. - he murmured, the heat of his body rising so quickly, sending you into bliss. He bit back a groan as he felt him press against you, his cock slowly growing bigger and bigger.

— I want to hear you, Hargrove. - you gasped when you felt him rubbing against you. Your lips found their way back to the side of his neck, sucking and biting the skin hard; painting it with hickeys. Your hands roamed Billy's body as moans continued to escape his lips. One of your hands roamed his body, pressing against his cock, and he gasped loudly, eyes opening to meet yours. — And I want to see you dripping for me. - your fingers slowly left him and crept to his thick thighs and placed him ankles on top of his broad shoulders. You licked two of your fingers and drew circles on his throbbing anus, making him give the best possible reaction with a screeching cry.

— Damn, so good, so needy. - you murmured, the other hand caressing your cheek. His words made your mind go blank. Was this really happening now? Billy would finally be yours.

His lips crushed against yours, desperate to taste you, you kissed him back, your hands sneaking into his hair, tugging lightly. He groaned into him mouth at the action, feeling like he was about to explode any second. He nibbled on your bottom lip, his tongue immediately darting in to explore your mouth as he opened for you. You broke away from the kiss when his hand made your ass completely wet, just as you warned. He whimpered, rocking his hips, wanting more and missing your touches already. You laughed, looking at his face full of desperation to be touched. You brought your hand to him face, spreading your fingers.

— Open your mouth, blonde. - you said, with a small smile on face. He hesitated, looking into your eyes. — Be a good boy to me and open up. - you ordered and slowly he opened his mouth, allowing you to stick your fingers inside. His mouth closed around your fingers, his tongue dancing around them, Billy moaned against your fingers as he tasted your saliva. Billy felt like he was on fire, seeing you like that above him completely dominant made him feel like he was in his own dream, was this real? Billy waited so long, staying with other people to get over you, but in the end he never had the courage to give up, it would be you and only you. And then it happened. Now you're there, on top of him, while he's desperate to feel your touches, him, all of him.

— Sir... — he managed to whisper your name, whimpering weakly. Waiting for you to do something instead of just looking at him.

Something in you snapped, hearing him whimper your name made your head spin. You lips found their way back to him, fingers going back to him asshole. He gasped at the sudden action, his back arching with the sensation.

— Let's see how long you can last, blondie. — said, lips moving on him neck. His chapped lips trembled, not just from the cold but pleasure. Anxiety seemed to kill Billy inside, and with each sudden movement he made him more nervous. A ragged breath hitched in him throat as saliva trickled down him chin, joining the sweat that slithered across him body that made him skin gleam in the low light. His glans oozed pre-cum and his hot phallus was extremely swollen from the ring, it looked like it was going to explode at any moment.

Your mouth found its way to his chest, taking one into him mouth, sucking and biting his nipple as your hand tended to the other; pinching and squeezing him. Your other hand found its way back to him anus, pushing two of the fingers inside without warning. He was completely lost in yearning and moaning beneath you, his mind once more confused. He couldn't think straight, his back arched and his body kept squirming. The sensation was overwhelming, he felt your fingers stretching his asshole; curling up inside it. The way you were touching Billy, like you knew exactly what to do to get him submerged, like you knew his body like the back of your hand.

You pushed a third finger inside, tears of pleasure welling up in your blue eyes. The blonde let out a sob as the pleasure became almost unbearable. Tears fell from him blue eyes; and he felt his legs begin to shake as his fingers continued to slide in and out of him. You lifted your head from his chest, looking at him intently, but your fingers never dared to stop.

— Are you feeling all right, blonde? — you asked, your other hand moving to caress him cheek. He nodded yes, unable to form a proper sentence. You clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth, loving the way he whimpered over you. — Use words, Hargrove. — you stopped completely, your fingers slipping of him ass.

— Yes, sir... — he managed to exhale, wanting you to touch him again. — Keep going, please. — your fingers slowly pushing inside him again.

— You're so good to me, it's right before my eyes, completely overshadowing me. — you continue, chuckling weakly at his sincerity, your free hand running through his curly hair, your lips move to the side of him neck again, planting soft kisses over the hickeys you left earlier.

— Let me hear you. — you ordered between kisses, making sure you was stretching him enough. — Say, stupid blonde.

— Holy fuck, sir! Please keep going. — he whimpered and that was enough to make you completely lose your mind. The groan he let out was enough to nearly push him over the edge. Your fingers slipped out of him, moving to pull your pants down enough to let your hardening cock pop out, making Billy bite his lips involuntarily when he saw your volume.

— Where are the condoms? — with the breath panting and the mind almost without sense, he pointed to one of the drawers, allowing you to do everything. From grabbing the package to stripping off your clothes without a second thought, putting the condom over your completely hard cock, you thrust into him, shocking him enough that a scream escaped his throat, still stunned. You stopped moving as soon as you were fully inside him, your head falling into the crook of his neck, breathing in his strong essence of expensive perfume. Tears streamed down his face from the apologetic shock and the amount of pleasure he was feeling. You whispered sweet nothings in his ear, doing your best to stop yourself from fucking him madly now, forgetting that it's probably been a while since you did it. His arms around your neck, getting used to you inside him.

It didn't take long to you slowly accelerating the thrusts, the lips moving up the side of him neck, once again sucking and biting the already sensitive skin. One of your hands moved to hold him throat loosely. Pleasure made you feel like you were about to slip away, he was a pitiful mess beneath you, eyes rolling again and again. The groans that escaped his mouth made Billy's head explode with desire. The feel of him squeezing you almost drove you crazy, the beautiful whimpers only making you more precarious. Your lips left him neck to find his, knowing he wouldn't last much longer. You could feel yourself getting closer, legs shaking as broken moans were with you. Billy wrapped his legs around your waist, making you press even deeper and faster against him. The cock ring torturing the blonde's cock prevented him from releasing his sperm

— Sir... - was all he managed to say between passionate kisses

— Sshh, it's okay, I'm here. — he gasped in surprise at that sentence. That was it! That's what Billy wanted to hear all the time. You reassured him, knowing that you were reaching your high point too. You let out a loud moan as your orgasm surged through you, the thrusts getting sloppier, losing rhythm. You kept pushing on him, and to help him finish off, you took the ring off with some difficulty and threw it away, making him mentally thank you and sigh aloud with the prominent release, splattering all of your cum onto his own abdomen and feeling your cum hot inside him on the condom.

And coming completely right there, still penetrating him so deep and desperate, you planted one last sweet kiss on his lips before you rolled off him, breathing hard, falling to him side. After some time, trying to catch your breath, you got up, taking off the condom and rolling it up and throwing it in the small garbage nearby. Billy closed his eyes, completely fulfilled, but when he noticed you picking up his clothes, he immediately became nervous.

— Hey, what are you doing? — he asks, getting up quickly.

— Your sister will be home in a little while and I need to work later. — you scoffed, hunting for your clothes.

— But can't you stay just a little longer? — he was almost desperate. — There's pizza in the fridge, don't you want a piece before you go?

— Billy, no.

— But why are you leaving? — he tried to insist, and that only made you angrier. You snorted impatiently as you adjusted your belt buckle.

— Why would you wanna bring somethin' between us? — you turned to him, and that single question made him shut up completely and lower his head, almost tearing up, but he didn't want to appear vulnerable in front of you, even if a few minutes ago you two were fucking. Upon seeing his heavy expression, you sighed and approached him. — Look, It was the only time and if I led you on then I apologize. But there's nothing between us, we barely know each other, Billy. - he tolerated the look and you understood, but however you felt sorry for him, it was necessary. — I loved our night, but... — he cut you off, before he could cry any more.

— Okay, whatever, I don't care. Get the fuck out of my room now. — he sniffed and tried not to look like he was teary-eyed. Somehow, even though this is in your plans, you feel bad for him. You sighed heavily and lightly, walking out the door, feeling Billy's eyes piercing your broad back. And you left without saying anything else, not even a goodbye. And after Billy was one hundred percent sure you were gone, the tears of sadness fell from his reddened cheeks, looking at themselves in their own bedroom mirror, feeling like crap and all lonely.

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I recently just watched the movie Awake with Hayden Christensen and Jessica Alba in it. It is a very intense movie, and difficult to watch, but Hayden is sooooo handsome in it and he was such a kind person and I felt so bad for him. I cried 😭😭

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Just an Addiction or True Love? Self discovery era.

Healing Journal 09/14/24 at 8:03 pm

The more I research, read, spend time alone reflecting on my past life AND dig deep inside my soul, I can see the patterns where I chased superficial and emotionally unavailable men blindly and was obsessed with them:

It is possible becuase I did not feel smart growing up; due to external influences from the authorities in my life at the time plus the limiting beliefs created for me in childhood, I then fear being vulnerable and rejected by men I have big crushes on. I was a hopeless romantic and often idealized my relationships. I made up the fairytale endings within my mind and ignored reality. (IT ALL MAKES SENSE)

When Cody love bombed me, it was for sure a fantasy for me. I ate it all up becuase it was everything I had dreamt of in a relationship accept it’s not realistic! Of course I’m going to believe it’s love, like in the movies and hide there. Cody seemingly accepted me but I was putting on my best self too! Then when Cody ghosted me, my biggest fears were confirmed and it’s like a part of me knew I wasn’t good enough; yet I made no changes within myself or within my dating life. I was literally ghosted and saw no problem within my life, other than, Cody is a jerk and I’m this “loving hopeless romantic who is just so innocent.” 😇 🤡

I moved on from Cody but felt sick over him. I was numb and hated myself. Rather than to figure out why I hate myself or why I was so “obsessed with Cody” I HONESTLY just replaced him with Andrew. Suddenly when I’m with Andrew now, he’s doing the same thing to me Cody did. Praising me without end, so I’ll be hooked in the jaw. Andrew is reeling me in and once he had me trapped in his web, it’s like, “Cody who??” Suddenly my WHOLE life is about Andrew!!! I’m 100% totally obsessed with Andrew… but did I ever ask myself why? No. I didn’t stop to think that normal people don’t obsess over their partner. My parents certainly didn’t act obsessed with each other.

I told myself it was “love” and believed becuase it was so hard to walk away from Cody and Andrew, that I must really care about them. I believed I was 100% selfless in the relationships because of how much effort I put in to making them happy but they didn’t seem to care abut me at all. Now it’s some years later, I’m married to a guy who I am NOT obsessed with at all. Yet I feel comfortable to be myself with him for the most part and noting is intense with him. I do NOT feel the same crazy intense emotions I felt with Cody or Andrew. As I learn about emotional abuse, I began to mull over the past and automatically label my exes as emotionally unavailable and blame them for all my emotional barriers and trauma. As if I have a healthy attachment to people and I’m also emotionally stable or available.

I came across some videos that got me really thinking more and looking deeper inside of me. Was it possible, I had a wound from childhood that caused me to fear rejection and feelings of unworthiness. I then chase these emotionally unavailable men becuase I can hide there AND Andrew kept crying, “I’m not good enough for you”. Which actually validates me into thinking I could be a better person than how I feel. I must be sooooo great becuase he doesn’t even feel “worthy of me”. But I’m not so great…. I was made to believe in school I wasn’t capable of doing things for myself without an adult. I battled that lie even now I fight that lie.

Cody and Andrew were superficial, treating me like an object and making me believe I’m only good for sex and I think a part of me was actually subconsciously comfortable there because then I don’t have to face my fears. I can just be their sex toy and get all their attention and praise. I believed they were extremely handsome men so that boosted my ego into thinking I can get handsome men to “want me”. Accept when I’m discarded, now my ego is bruised and I have to face myself. Also I was the family caregiver, I was use to focusing on others and did not like focusing on myself. Another good reason why I would date toxic men who are self centered. Was my reasons for dating them also selfish though?

I feel Andrew gave me many many lessons that have been both painful and insightful. I feel he was a blessing and a curse. I believed I was falling in love with him but the more I walk this healing journey and do more shadow work, its very possible I was just idealizing Andrew. Making up in my head the version I wanted him to be. Making up the version I also wanted to be with him. There’s no “perfect couple”. All this time I’ve been crying inside, “Oh but I loved him so much… why couldn’t he let me love him?” BUT it’s possible I loved the person I wanted him to be. I think I did right by blocking his number and setting him free. I do want what’s best for him and myself. I don’t regret him truly. Especially if he’s the one to make me self aware and open my eyes to truths about myself. He can be the bridge from the old me to the person I’m becoming. I’ve NEVER loved myself and the way Andrew hurt me, it forced me to lose me to the point I needed to hit the reset button. This is progress ❤️‍🩹 A year ago I was angry at him and going through major withdrawals. Right now, I’m actually excited to be growing as a person and I want the same for him. I do pray he’s also becoming self aware and in his “self discovery” era. How fire would that be? But I have to stay focused on my own path no matter what and leave him behind ❤️‍🩹 it’s been painful cuz I’m not just “losing him” but “losing the old me and beliefs.”