#idk why I only open up and start doing shit on that app only after I’ve had a few

[mlm-writer]

Daddy/Dearest (Wade Wilson x M!Reader)

Pairing: Wade Wilson/Deadpool x Alien!Cis!M!Reader  Rating: Mature (lowest I can go with a Deadpool fic) Words: 1048 POV: Third Summary: You matched with Deadpool on the intergalactic dating app Starcrossed. After exchanging many dick pics, you decided to visit Earth for your first date... and blow the planet up if the date sucked. Note: Inspired by the song Party Tonight by Joe Hedourix and this prompt. Tags: first date, fluff, idk who Nick Fury really is tbh, 4th wall breaks, romcom and reader’s appearance is a little vague but at some point I started imagining Megamind

“Deadpool! Open up!” Wade groaned at the insistent knocking on his door. He tried to rub his eyes, only to find out that he was still wearing his mask. A quick look down revealed he had fallen asleep on the couch in his PJs. The knocking at his door stopped, so he rested his body on the couch. He had barely closed his eyes, when the door was knocked down. 

He raised his head with a groan, only to be incredibly surprised by his guest. “Wow, Nick Fury, I am not sure if I am even supposed to know who you are, because the writer has seen exactly one movie in which you had a cat, but he supposes you’re an important dude or whatever.” 

“Shut it, motherfucker,” the man wearing a black trenchcoat barked back at Wade. He clearly took note of the dirty white shirt with a butt on it and the blue chequered underwear Wade was wearing, but he did not comment on it. “Do you know the app Starcrossed?” 

Wade laughed, not reading the room that had been filled with armoured men and women because we are inclusive here and women can and will kick your ass if provoked. 

“That app with all the metas on it? Why? Did we match? I’m sorry if I did not reply, but you’re not really my type and you must have been an accidental swipe.” 

“Stop yapping! Does this guy look familiar to you?” From his pocket he unfolded a picture printed on an A4 paper. Wade leaned in and squinted at the picture. He did recognise the person on it. 

“Oh yes that’s my daddy - not my father - but like a sexual daddy you know. You should see his dick.” Nick looked like he was gonna lose it. Wade could tell, but he frankly did not give a shit. 

“Well, your ‘daddy’ is the leader of an alien race, whose armada is in orbit right now to drop him off for a ‘date’ with you. So get dressed, because whether we get blown up or not today is apparently up to you.” That was a lot to take in, but Wade was used to weird days and this was simply just another one of them. 

Now it was common to be nervous for a first date, but the fully armed SWAT team dropping Wade off was not helping. He tried making conversation with them, but they seemed to blame him for possible annihilation before dinner time. 

When he stepped out of the chopper, there was a masculine figure waiting in front of the former military base. He held a large bouquet of iridescent flowers. They seemed either fake or from an alien planet. “Wadey!” The figure called out, waving frantically with all hands that were not holding the bouquet. The inhuman coloured skin seemed to change colour wherever the late morning sun was directly shining on it. 

“Hi daddy,” Wade called back in the same cooing tone. He skipped over to his date. “Are those for me?” He mused, knowing the answer as his date handed them to him. 

“I heard flowers are quite common to bring to a Terran date, so I brought some rare flowers from my planet for you. I am afraid they will not survive as long as they would on my planet though. The sun here is weak.” Wade smelled the flowers. They smelled like butt. Could be worse. At least Wade was familiar with the smell of butt. Wade held the flowers close as he thanked the other for them. “Well then, shall we? Your government was so kind to help me set up an Earth-date.” 

The atmosphere was… weird. There was a very extensive brunch on a beautifully decorated table, but they were surrounded by people keeping them at gunpoint. “You don’t seem bothered by being held at gunpoint,” Wade noted as he rolled up his mask just far enough to shove a croissant into his mouth. 

“Likewise,” his date smirked back at him. He reached out and touched the edges of the mask. “Come on, I already know your dick and ass are covered in scars. Your face cannot possibly scare me.” Wade thought about it. Well, his identity was not really a secret right now anyway. They already knew where he lived. Wade lifted his mask off his face, trying to not show how insecure he was about his fucked up face. However, when he looked at the alien before him, he swore he could see a hunger in his eyes. “If these people were not around, I would fuck your face right now,” the man sighed dreamily, before continuing to clumsily trying to spread butter on a piece of toast. 

Wade reached out and decided to help him. Their fingers briefly touched and Wade saw the other man smile at the contact. It set his body on fire with desire. “I frankly don’t care about the audience, but after writing all those kinktober fics the writer can really use a break from blowjob scenes, so let’s keep this from being E-rated.”

Wade sat back down after buttering his date’s toast. He watched as the alien’s facial features reacted to the taste of Earth food. “Fascinating,” he spoke softly. Wade chatted with his date and those mesmerising eyes and charming smile kept drawing him in. At some point he was sure even Nick Fury could smell his arousal from wherever he was keeping an eye on the situation. There was no more food left, when his date rose from his seat and offered one of his hands. “Let’s get out of here.” 

Wade grabbed his mask and put it back on. “We’ll have to fight our way out of here if we want to do that.” A corona of blue light started surrounding the alien, a devilish smile appearing on his face. The sudden display of power got people loading their guns and Wade’s gun filling up with blood really quickly. 

“Do not worry, dearest, that can be arranged,” the most powerful being that had ever held him spoke, before he blasted a hole in the line of armed people, lighting the way to their future in a flurry of blue. “Let’s have a good time, dearest.”

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1- When did you start playing Choices? What was the first book you played? 

I started playing in 2016, I can't remember if I read Endless Summer or Rules of Engagement first, but I ended up deleting the app after like 2 weeks cause I couldn't stop buying diamonds 😅🤦

I re-downloaded it about, ohh idk 2 years ago?

2- When and why did you join Choices fandom?

I joined the Fandom specifically on Tumblr and specifically for It Lives Within, which happened to come out right after I read the first two books 

3- How did you pick your blog name? 

I always try to seem cool and mysterious when I meet people irl, and then as soon as I open my mouth, I ruin it with some niche trivia or something, and they say,  “Oh, so you're a nerd.” 😂 Can't tell you how many times this exact phrase has been uttered to me. 

4- Pull up the first post in your archive, and tell us about it!  

This is the first Choices related post I made 😂 I was just thinking about the concept of what if characters make terrible decisions cause they're controlled by a player who is out of diamonds lol I was going to do a whole series of them (next was going to be lotr “fly on eagles to mordor?” *30 diamonds* or “simply walk”) but got lazy lol

5- Do you write fanfiction, create fan art, or are you one of those really gifted people who do both? 

Only art. God, I  WISH  I wrote too. I've thought about trying cause I have so many ideas floating around in my head, but at the end of the day, I'd rather spend my free time drawing. 

6- How long have you been creating for Choices and for any other fandoms?

For Choices, since early 2022

For other fandoms, since well, forever, but I only started posting around 2017/18

7- What is your favorite Choices book, and what is your favorite Choices book to create for?

Favorite Choices book is probably It Lives in the Woods. All of the characters were so interesting, I never got bored reading it, and it had an incredible twist that made sense but I still didn't see coming. 

Favorite to create for is probably Blades of Light and Shadow though because I am such a sucker for the fantasy aesthetic.

8- Share your first Choices fanfic or fan art that you posted with us. Do you still like it, or would you change it if you were creating it today?.

This isn't the first Choices art I made, but it IS the first I actually shared

And honestly, I DO still like it because I still remember the way I felt absolutely POSSESSED while drawing it (I hadn't drawn anything for *months*). I would definitely change the background, though. Those trees look like shit, and they're not even the correct type for the kind of forest they're in. 

9- What is your favorite piece of fiction or art that you created? 

My favorite Choices art I've done is probably this piece. 

10- Do you have a fic/art that you didn’t expect to be well received, but it was? What about one you expected to do well but found it could use a little more love?

I definitely didn't expect this one to do well at all as it was so hastily drawn

And I was sad this piece didn't get more love, it was such a dope scene and I was so excited about how the sword turned out

11- If you could only draw one style or type of art for the rest of your life, what would it be and why? 

I'm not sure if I'm interpreting the question right, but if I had to pick like a specific type of art, it would be digital, and I would want to do fan art. I have a hard time painting anything that I don't already have a deep connection with (so original art with no story behind it is usually a chore for me), and digital art is just so incredibly convenient and not messy and so so versatile. 

12 - Do you ever recognize yourself in any of your MCs or in your writing?

Because I use fiction as a way to safely process trauma/ grief/ other big emotions, each MC I make has a small part of me, whichever part I feel the need to explore at the time.

There's an amazing quote by Patrick Rothfuss that I feel explains it perfectly. 

It's from Wise Man's Fear

“These folk knew all about death. They killed their own livestock. They died from fevers, falls, or broken bones gone sour. Death was like an unpleasant neighbor. You didn’t talk about him for fear he might hear you and decide to pay a visit.

Except for stories, of course. Tales of poisoned kings and duels and old wars were fine. They dressed death in foreign clothes and sent him far from your door. A chimney fire or the croup cough were terrifying. But Gibea’s trial or the siege of Enfast, those were different. They were like prayers, like charms muttered late at night when you were walking alone in the dark. Stories were like ha’penny amulets you bought from a peddler, just in case.”

13 - What element of writing/art do you struggle with most?

I have a very difficult time making the poses seem natural and flowing. My all time favorite art is Baroque/Renaissance style and how fluid the poses are, how soft the skin looks, how delicately it's all done. Obviously, I will always have my own style, but those are things that I so want to incorporate but never seem to get quite right, and it drives me crazy 😂

14 - Do you have any neglected work you really want to finish?

Not really. I mean, I have a ton of unfinished work, but as soon as the window of inspiration passes, I just can't get myself to care enough about it to finish it (insert Jake the Dog, “now it's gone, and I don't care about it anymore!” )

15 - If someone you know in real life (who isn’t involved in fandoms) asked to see your work, would you let them? If yes, what would you show them first? 

I would, and have.  I typically show them whatever most rendered recent picture from my Instagram because I don't post any nsfw there and usually try to post only my prettier work for this specific reason haha. (As opposed to here, I post everything here, ain't NO ONE from real life invited to see my tumblr 😂)

16 - Are there any writers (published authors and/or fanfic writers) who influenced your writing or art? Are there any artists that influence you?

Writers: Brandon Sanderson, for sure. He's the reason I got back into art back in 2017 ish. His stories are just so emotional they push me to create. Same with @saibug1022, there is always at least one scene from every story he shares that I desperately want to draw to try to capture the emotions. 

Artists: God, sooo many, here are just like my top 3 favorites and their instagrams.

Audra Auclair

Obsessed with her unique style, and specifically the way she draws eyelids and noses

f3lc4t

The way they draw those dripping, glowing wisps. I stare at their pieces for hours (no lie) trying to dissect them stroke by stroke to figure out how they do it.

Miho Hirano

Their art has a delicate whimsy-ness I would SELL MY SOUL to achieve 

17- Which one of your creations would you like to see a fiction written about? 

JC, this is the shit I DREAM of.

Definitely this one. 

So this is love.

This little comic means a lot to me. 

18- Do you write original fiction or create non-fandom art? 

Very rarely, but I do, every so often. This is my favorite original piece.

20-  What other hobbies do you have?

Gaming, singing, walking through the Cemetary with my wee daughter, reading, that's about it 🤷

21 - What’s your favorite emoji? 

🙇

22: BONUS - tell us anything you’d like (if you want to).

I really wanted to say that I don't believe in “good” art and “bad” art (just ethical vs non-ethical). That being said, I know what it's like to hate your art, like soooo intimately. If you ever are feeling shit about your art, you can ABSOLUTELY message me (I don't care if we're mutuals or not, I don't care if we've never interacted before) and just say, “I am feeling shit about my art” and I will go through your art and tell you every specific thing I love about it and why it's wonderful. I am not joking; I am so so serious rn. 💗💗💗💗 

[ribread03]

pool day. bsf!Nick(platonic) x reader x crush!Matt PT.2

warnings: Smut, fluff, teasing, Head m receiving, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap)

AN: Finally getting around to writing part 2 of this. Also Im doing this rather than writing an essay for my English class lol.

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He suddenly pulls away looking at your neck. His fingers brush over the spot he was just attacking with his mouth. "Hope you have some make up with you" He says as he turns around and leaves you there on the counter, alone, after he built up all that tension.

Getting off of the counter you change and walk up to Nick's room to say bye to him. "Bye Nick, I really need to go. Thanks for the bathing suit again." You say before you hug him and head out to your car.

When you reach your car you remember about the deep red, and purple marks on your neck. You are really hoping Nick didn't notice them, but it's Nick so he probably did. Slapping yourself in the face you back out of their drive way.

~~

Walking into your house you drop your bag and head straight to your bathroom. Turning the shower on, -the water being a thousand degrees-. Stepping into the shower you relaxed into the hot water. Grabbing your phone you open the music app and turn on your shower playlist.

About 5 minutes go by and you get a text from Nick. "Shit" you say out loud. You open it not really know what to expect. When you open it you see a photo of Matt but its from far away. Along with the photo is a text that says "This dude has not stopped talking for the past 2 hours. Wanna tell me anything?"

Stepping out of the shower and texting him back you don't really know what to say because you cant tell Nick that his brother gave you hickeys in the bathroom, and was praising you about the way you looked in the bathing suit that Nick got you. So you just reply with a simple "I don't know why he is like that. Idk why you are asking me?"

"I DONT KNOW Y/N. MAYBE BECAUSE YOU WALKED INTO MY ROOM WITH HICKEYS WHEN YOU CAME TO SAY BYE! GIRL AND YOU WHERE ALL FLUSHED TOO..." Nick quickly responds to your lame excuse for a lie. "and after you left I came down stairs to see Matt talking to Chris and you'll be happy to know it was about you."

Walking into your room now blushing from embarrassment and the fact that Matt was talking about me, I try to come up with a good reply to send Nick but I really can't think of any before another text pops up on my phone. It's Chris, the message is not what you expected "Matt only seems to be talking about you btw, and he's really blushing... what did you do with my brother y/n?"

Not know what to say to either of the brothers you decide to tell them some. How Matt said that you looked good in the bikini that Nick gave to you and that you should like it because it made your body look good. But you didn't tell them how he gave you the hickeys and how he left you sexually frustrated and having to deal with it on your own in the shower before they wanted to start blowing up your phone.

Nick is now blowing up your phone even more than before. Asking you to tell him everything because he knows who gave you the hickeys. "Tell me everything y/n! But not to much... that's still my brother you're talking about." So I go on to tell him everything, still in my towel.

~~

Now you are fully dressed, between texting them and trying to get dressed you've lost track of how this even all happened. Deciding to text Matt to ask him what the fuck just happened, your phone pings in your hand. Rolling your eyes you open the text and smile a little when you see it is from Matt. "Im coming over, be there in 5." You didn't expect him to be this up front and out of no where with this type of text.

"Ok.. front door is unlocked just come in." You text him back. Now you're rushing around your house to straighten it up, first your living room, then your room and bathroom. Running around your house going from room to room. Changing into your nice pajamas you go to the kitchen to get a snack. Then you hear the door open. Thinking to yourself that 5 minutes went by really quick.

"y/n?" you hear Matt say from the door.

"In the kitchen!" You say loud enough for him to hear but making sure to yell.

You hear Matt start to walk over to you. Feeling his presence behind you, you turn around to face him now. "Hey." He's standing over top of you, close enough to you to feel the heat coming through his clothes onto your body.

You can feel the tension building "Hi" You say just above a whisper. Not wanting to ruin this little moment

"What are you making?" He questions.

"I was just getting a snack before I headed back to my room to watch a movie, but you text me so I didn't go back to my room." You slightly ramble trying to make up and excuse to figure out why he is here.

"Sorry, I can leave if you had plans to do something." He pauses for a moment. "They were just really starting to get on my nerves." Referring to his brothers makes you think back to the text messages you were getting not even 45 minutes ago.

"Matt, you can stay." You say stopping him before he starts to ramble on.

"You sure?" He ask just trying to be nice but now you feel like this conversation is started in drag on.

Taking Matt's hand you lead him to your room. Going to your bed you flop down with the bag of chips in your hand. Matt is now looking at you standing 5 feet away from the bed. Patting the spot next to you inviting Matt to come and sit, he does.

"What movie you wanna watch?" Trying to ignore the throbbing that is going on in-between your legs now.

"Its up to you honestly, whatever movie you planned on watching before I came over." Matt say.

"Oh, ok then." you say a little surprise about what he said because he always wants to pick the movies or he's doesn't really get into them. So putting on your cheesy romance movie you scoot closer to him so he can have some chips as well. Feeling Matt flinch when your thighs meet sends tingles up your back for some reason.

~~

About 45 minutes into the movie you feel someone looking at you. You know who it is but you still decide you look over at Matt. When you eyes meet he doesn't look away, instead he crashes his lips onto yours. Your eyes go wide for a moment defiantly not expecting him to kiss you like that. Kissing him back your hand finds its way to the back of his neck, pulling lightly on the hair at the base of it.

This makes Matt moan into the kiss, sending shivers down your throat. Taking this as your chance to move so now your straddling him. Feeling is hard on under you, you pull away. "This okay?" You ask before slowly moving your hand down his chest down to his dick. Never breaking eye contact with him as he nods his head yes and pulls his bottom lip in-between his teeth.

Your now palming him through his pants. A moan escapes his lips making you clench around nothings. Watching as his eyebrows push together you slide your whole body down, so now your face is level with his dick. Unbuckling his pants you look up at him asking him for permission with your eyes. He nods yes again. You continue to unclothe his lower half until his dick springs up out of his boxers.

Your eyes get big when you see how big he really is. You have heard rumors about his size but you thought that people were over exaggerating, but you were wrong. Looking back and forth between his eyes and his dick.

His tip is red and leaking pre cum just from you touching him in his pants. Puckering your lips together you let a little drop of saliva fall on his tip. This action making him whimper and head fall back. Slowly bringing your thumb up to the slit you slide the saliva down the length starting to pump him a bit before taking his tip into your mouth.

Matts hands go right to your hair when you fully take him in your mouth gaging a bit when he pushes your head down by mistake. "K-keep go-going." He moans out when you hollow out your cheeks. Humming before you pull off of him. Matt letting out a despite cry when you do this makes you giggle a bit.

"Dont worry Matt, you'll get there." You say before grabbing his hand and bringing it down towards your heat, and where you needed him the most. Moaning when he slightly touches you through your panties.

"Can I touch you y/n?" He ask making sure its ok even tho you moved his hand there.

"Yes Matt, pl-please touch me" your practically begging to have his fingers in you at this point.

With this Matt moves you onto your back so that he is now over top of you. Pulling you panties and tiny shorts down throwing them somewhere on the floor. He brings his fingers to your clit moving them fast making you arch your back and start moaning his name.

You feel Matts finger suddenly insert into you causing you to moan his name. "Ma-matt k-keep going. Pl-please." Begging him to let you cum. His fingers move faster as he is trying to get you to your high.

"There you go. Come on, cum for me y/n" Feeling the coil snap as you cum around his fingers. Moaning nonsense as you come down from your high.

You wanted nothing more for Matt to be inside of you right now. "Matt?" you whisper

"Yeah?" He says in-between kissing your neck.

"Im ready, can we.." You trail off but Matt knows exactly what you mean as he pulls his shirt off and helps you with yours.

"You sure?" He ask again.

"Yes, just please, I need you Matt." begging for him to be inside of you once again.

With this Matt Slowing starts to play with your entrance with his tip. Slowly he starts to slide into you. At first its painful due to the sheer size of him but slowly it turns into pleasure. Once he bottoms out your both whispering messes, feeling his fill you so much. He fills you more than anyone ever has before.

Trying to rock your hips against his he takes this as a sign to start moving. Thrusting into you Matt groans as he starts to move faster. Your hands find his hair and tug lightly. Moaning his name and other nonsense of sounds coming out of your mouth.

Feeling close to a second high you squeeze around him. "Matt, Im close." You manage to get.

"Me to princess."

The word princess is enough to make you cum all over Matt dick. Moaning as he is still pounding into you chasing his own high. The stimulation is becoming to much as you try to pull away, but Matt's strong grip on your waist hold you down onto the bed. "Matt, cum inside of me."

With your word Matt is cumming within seconds. Falling on top of you catching his breath as you catch yours. Lifting his head Matt plants small kisses all over your face. Pulling out of you, you whimper with the loss of him being inside of you.

Once you two have both catch your breath, you finally decide to ask the question that's been killing you since he text you. "Matt? Why did you even come over here in the first place?"

He rolls over to face you. "To be honest y/n.. I really couldn't stop thinking about you, and Nick saw the hickeys and wouldn't stop bothering me about them because we went to the bathroom at the same time."

"I mean, you did give me the hickeys. Hes not wrong about that." you say with a giggle.

Planting a kiss on your lips Matt gets up from the bed and walks over to the bathroom. Coming back out with a damp washcloth in his hand to help clean you up. Smiling to yourself as you watch Matt pick up the clothes and throw them into your dirty clothes bin.

"Can I spend the night with you?"

"Of course Matt."

~~

After a little while you and Matt decide to watch a movie, falling asleep not to far into it. Tangled up in each other's arms, not a care in the world.

~~

Walking up to giggles in your room, you are met with a camera in your face with Nick and Chris behind it. Putting your hand up to block it you roll over and snuggle back into Matt's chest, giving Nick and Chris the finger at the same time.

Matt is awake not even two minutes after you are. Now whisper yelling at his brothers to get out so you can get dressed. This causes them so shout and whistle at Matt as they walk out of the room.

After you and Matt gets changed, Matt walks out of the room to go and talk to his brothers. You have no idea what he is saying to them so you have no choice to sit and wait for him to come back.

About five minutes go by when you hear Chris yelling your name. "YOU AND Y/N!" Now really curious about what is going on you quietly walk out of your room and peep your head around the corner.

You see Matt smiling blushing like crazy, Chris is still shocked at the fact his brother made a move on you, and Nick is sitting there fake gagging while giving his brother a high five for making a move.

You see Matt starting to walk back so you go to turn around and go back into your room like you've been there the whole time. "Where are you going to miss y/n?" You stop in your tracks and turn on your heel.

"No where.." You say with a slight smile which gives away your lie.

Matt grabs your hand pulls you closer to him. "y/n, y/l/n... Will you be my girlfriend?" You gasp at what Matt just said. Wiping your eyes you nod your head yes

"Yes, yes! A million times yes!" you say throwing your arms around his neck and giving him a kiss.

Gagging is coming from the next room. Nick... of course he is gagging at us. Running over and hugging Nick you thank him for the bathing suit that just got you a boyfriend and sex. Gagging in response he hugs you back.

"Hey! I pushed him to go into the bathroom with you..." Chris says feeling left out. You go over to him and whisper in his ear. "Did you also tell him to leave me high and dry in there?" backing away from him he's smiling. Hitting him on the arm "You're such an ass"

You feel hands grab your waist now. You turn around a meet Matt, giving him a quick kiss, and earning a gag from Nick. You say bye to the boys and walk out to the car with them. "Bye, Ill be over tomorrow."

"Okay" Matt says with a cheeky smile, winking at you.

"Bye y/n, see you tomorrow." Both Nick and Chris say at the same time.

Watching Matt pull out of the driveway you smile to yourself, thinking about how lucky you got to have Matt in your life.

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AN pt2: This literally took me so long to write and idky but I hope you like it. This is my first time writing smut so Im not sure how I feel about writing it yet so bare with me.. anyway I hope you liked this. OKAY BYE<3

[victoriacoffee]

Hey guys! Uh I felt like I should say something about the fandom

// mentions of self harm, suicidal ideation

This is gonna be long, sorry!

Heyyyy, sorry I've been so uhhh hardly active online...I've been trying to come back to posting online and stuff just idk it's been a pretty rough several months and every time I think my motivation is back enough it disappears. I'm currently tryna work things out in therapy as a result of how bad certain things have gotten in the last few months, I'm not gonna say what it was but based on my writing with a lot of focus on self harm and suicidal ideation, you can probably guess.

At this point I think I'm about to just not even bother logging into twitter anymore and pretty much use this and ao3 and pinterest and stuff (maybe occasionally instagram idk tho that place kinda sucks). It would probably help me be more active on here tbh since yall seem not really do a lot of the things that make my mh worst XD

Alright, anyway I'm currently editing a few different fics I've been working on for a while, several of them decided to be in the 50-100 page on google docs range whether I liked it or not, so that and my current disasterous working situation is why it's taking a ridiculous amount of time. If I had a functional posting schedule, ig I wouldn't be an ao3 user. I was gonna include a statement in one of them about this, but I decided this needed to be said here first

So I don't think I plan on leaving the dsmp fandom no matter what happens at this point. The average length of interest in a fandom is like what 10 years? Idk I heard that from some yt. If so, I'm approaching the halfway mark with the dsmp, which is insane to think about, and I don't plan on jumping off that train any time soon. The stories were intriguing and the cc's and their characters and music and stuff have gotten me through the lowest points of my life, so it's very hard to forget that.

Even if the cc's turn out to not be great, I still have their characters, and I'm not willing to give up this coping mechanism just yet because I feel like not having one when everything else in my life seems to be going to shit wouldn't be that great

I see it like if you liked a character in a movie and the actor that played them turned out to be bad, would you still like the character? I would.

cc!Wilbur turned out to be a shitty person. His song about being a wanker and a fucking waste of time was in fact spot on. Fuck that guy. I'm done with his stuff but I'm still gonna write his character

There are a lot of things erupting on twitter right now, I'm not sure what's going on and I do Not have the mental fortitude to find out at this point. I can't say I believe everything because after the Dream situation last fall...I'm just holding off my judgement for now. I'll probably go looking once the dust starts to settle but right now it's all a huge mess and everything is up in the air

I can't guarantee anything at this point, but I will most likely continue to write c! stagedduo and most likely draw and crochet them. I do not have another coping mechanism and the brainrot over the story of the dsmp will likely not go away

Uhhh really sorry I keep falling off the face of the earth, but I think I'm back now. I don't know what the future holds, but this is probably gonna become about the only social media i use now and I think i might just make an alt account or something for my other art so i can stop posting on instagram all together hopefully. Everytime i open that app it makes me more sad and then I never get around to opening this

Due to the severity of what I mentioned earlier, I'm just going to say that I'm not feeling like *that* right now, I feel like I'm actually very gradually starting to get out of the not great mental state I've been in for basically since high school, but I'm not gonna let twitter and the potential of social media harassment fuck that up, so from now on y'all are gonna be like 90% of my social media interactions most likely and I'm not gonna let whatever the hell twitter does in the next few weeks take my favorite characters from me.

I love c!Dream and c!Punz. Their dynamic is excellent be it drunz or stageduo. I'm gonna keep writing them.

They look like the cc's but they still very much exist separately of them (irl Dream isn't getting tortured by irl Quackity and Sam or anything lol).

So whatever ends up happening, imma be here most likely. So for those of you who'd like to join me, hey! For those of you who can't take it anymore, I understand.

Oh and for those of you who've been drawing/writing/whatever any cc's who are currently accused or exposed or anything, I encourage you not to delete or destroy your work, you worked hard on it! If you don't wanna look at it rn, put it away for now. If it's character based especially! Don't let the actions of others or the vitriol of twitter take away your favorite characters!

[lilyfreshwater]

hiii i noticed in one of your posts you mentioned that you were premed and i wanted to ask you for some advice!! im an incoming premed freshman (majoring in biochem but im debating on switching to neuro) and im kinda nervous lol. do you have any tips on how to stay on top of things and balance classes with clinical work and research? thank u <3

omg omg omg IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY ok so i have a ton of advice but i'll try to be brief

1) im putting this paragraph first because this is the most important advice i can give you. like seriously if you listen to nothing else listen to this:

you can't know everything

this isn't high school where you just have to memorize where the 50 states are on a map. this is college where you have to know the entire krebs cycle after it's only been explained once and that's like only 10% of the info on the exam. so the best thing you can do for yourself is accept when you've hit a plateau and move onto something else. for example, say you've got a bio exam and a psych exam coming up. it takes you 20 hours of genuine study time to master 93% of the the material in bio. it would take another 20 for you to get to 95%. but with that other 20 hours, you could master 96% of the material for psych. your brain wants to say "well i'll just spend 60 hours studying then" but believe me i know from experience that you can't do that without serious harm to you mental and physical health. it's so so SO much better to study the 40 hours and accept a 93 on bio and a 96 in psych. and then you can use the extra 20 to get more sleep, hang out with friends, volunteer, work in a research lab, or he'll study for another subject. you will love college and being a premed so much more if you do that

2) im a neuro major so ur an anon after my own heart. idk what the major is like at ur school but at mine it's really flexible and has a lot of cool opportunities attached to it so i would definitely reccomend it. the cool thing is tho you're just starting out so, provided you don't have to swap to a different school (engineering, arts and sciences, etc.), then you can definitely take time to figure out what you want. i came into college wanting to do neuro and bio double, switched to a single major in a completely different area, and then added on a neuro major recently so the most important thing at this point is to keep your options open

3) time management depends a lot on the school you attend. i attend a fairly good university, so i spend a shit ton of time studying and don't have as much time left over for volunteering/research. luckily med schools generally account for that stuff, so just keep that in mind if you're getting a little bit of imposter syndrome. anyway, the best advice i can give you right now is to just get involved. don't assume that because you're a freshman that people won't value your input or enthusiasm

4) organization is your best friend. i use an app/website called "my study life" to track my homework and classes and have found it to be super helpful, but there are tons of other homework apps out there. it's also worth having an up to date calendar for any non-curricular things you need to keep track of, like volunteering. i just use the reminders app and make sure it's synced across my devices. you can't manage your time if you don't know what assignments you have to do or what you have scheduled that day

5) keep your priorities straight. what matters most to you will change from month to month, so making sure you're confident in what you're prioritizing and why is huge. for example, say you have finals in 4 weeks. if you want to start studying 2 weeks prior to your exams, put in extra effort and time with your research/volunteering in the 2 weeks prior to that and make sure your supervisors/primary investigators know that you won't be able to dedicate as much time during finals. you should still keep up with your responsibilities, but you need to dedicate the majority of your energy to finals because unfortunately grades do matter here.

6) it's ok to take breaks, it's ok to take a lighter semester, it's ok to hang out with friends, and it's ok to fuck up. everyone has to figure this shit out and there will be lots of things that look like failures but are actually blessings in disguise. for example: i got a C+ in gen chen and a B in bio my freshman year. some people would have retaken the class but i kept going, and in the process i learned a lot about myself and my study habits. i also learned that the purpose of weed out classes isn't to sort out the students who don't do well in classes, it's to sort out the people who will stop after failure. so i took that C+, new study habits, and new perspectives with me through my other tough science classes during my next two years and turned my grades around. now what started as a "death sentence" for most pre meds is an awesome cinderella story of perseverance that i can reflect on during my application cycle (all of those skills will also help me in med school too!)

i hope this was helpful and if you want anymore advice my inbox/dms are always open!

[miniimapp]

4*TOWN'S Favourite Mobile Games

Gen ;; Crack - Headcanons

Warnings ;; no ??

Proofread + Edited ;; never

Auth. Note ;; WELCOME TO DAY 19 OF THE 4*TOWN CHRISTMAS COUNTDOWN !!

Enjoy !! <3

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Aaron T - Subway Surfers

Literally what else would T play ??

I don't think there's a more perfect game for him tbh

I feel like its exactly the aesthetic T likes

T is definitely a skater boy and so he literally is the demographic they've been looking for

Bet he tells people the little dude you play as is actually modelled after him lmao

And it somehow just hits the right spot between confusingly chaotic and boringly repetitive

I feel like there's no other answer, it's subway surfers or mothing

Jesse - 2048

Simple but a very effective time waster lmao

I definitely feel Jesse plays this while he waits for his kids to finish extracurriculars

Or when he's waiting for the boy's to calm tf down and be adults

So safe to say he's playing for a while

He has somehow reached 2048 and it infuriates the other members

Literally how

Out of all the games listed this is the only one I have on my phone currently

This and sudoku are the only games i have which I feel fits the Jesse aesthetic tbh

Aaron Z - Temple Run

I don't think any explanation is necessary tbh but I'll give you some anyway because I'm nice like that

Scratch that actually,, I can't tell you why it's just is Z's favourite

Idk I think it might just be the first one he downloaded when he opened the app store and he's just stuck with it ig

That's some loyalty and dedication if I ever saw it lmao

This was also my first ever game I got on the first phone I could, no longer have it because its kinda rubbish

No offence Z

You win some you lose some and every time Z plays this game he feels like he's losing a little bit more of his sanity :DD

Robaire - Candy Crush

Yall had to know it was coming at some point..

Ro is the lucky one ig

Some random auntie told him about it and how she was addicted

He downloaded it for laughs

He's now suffering from an addiction as well

Don't do drugs kids

No but actually,, Ro may need rehab he's somehow reached the 1000s

It's getting beyond a joke now tbh

Tae Young - Colour Switch

Tae kicks ass at this game

Actually upsetting tbh

You know those like,, levels and shit in the diff modes ??

Tae be chewing those up for breakfast

Literally a beast

But plot twist is this is the only game he's good at

Literally put him near any of the others and he's automatically lost somehow

And it's bad yknow because Tae's one of those who would start crying over mario cart

[ncteez]

thoughts on fwb!mark ? i feel like that situationship would end up in a race to see who catches feelings first tbh idk dksjsj

(this is not a request nor did u "announce" hard hrs im just curious lmfao don't answer if u r busy😭)

p.s i hope u r well🥺 keep up the good work <333

-🤏

hi nonnie <3 my hard hours are always open so you don't have to wait for me to announce them or ask for them! that being said, I think fwb mark would look a lil bit like this:

I think it would be a situation where you meet through a dating app or friends or smthn and become friends with benefits almost instantly. You'd fuck on the first "date" with full intention and he would also 100% think to call you back.

The thing with that is that I also don't think either of you would discuss it until a week or so down the road. Mark is aware that he only calls you when he's hard but he's not really doing it with any other girl, and you on the other hand, have no issues talking about your other adventures with men before or even after the session with Mark.

The sex would be fun and sometimes even lazy. I think the two of you would experiment a lot after actually determining what you are to each other. It's comfortable and both of you feel free and not tied down.

UNTIL until one day you're over at his place lazing around naked on his bed for a possible second session and you laugh at this guy texting you. You laugh and mock him for wanting to get serious with you and show the texts to Mark.

He isn't sure what goes on in his head at that point, outside of a bit of jealousy that you must really be fucking around with some other dudes on the regular enough for them to want to take you out of the dating market. He feels threatened and now starts to overthink how good he is, why it is you keep coming to his house, and how long it'll be before you're laughing at him too.

A second session would happen, and Mark would internally be in a battle with himself and determined to be the best fuck you'll ever have so that way 1.) you don't let some guy make you his girlfriend, and 2.) he doesn't have to go out and try to find some other girl as cool with this arrangement as you are.

A few more weeks go by with some of the best sex you think you've ever had with Mark and you begin to lose interest in other dudes. Not because you have feelings, but because they aren't getting you off as well as Mark does. So while you are no longer responding to booty calls with the preference of Mark, you start to learn that he's now out and doing his own thing with other girls. (Probably in preparation for you to end up dating some dude, bc like, who wouldn't want someone like you for a girlfriend anyway?)

Now you'd be the one determined to fuck him well enough to save this little friends-with-benefits thing going on.

All is well. Good sex goes to great sex and then that turns into adventurous mind-numbing sex. It's gotten to the point that you find yourself at Mark's place several times out of the week and the two of you are learning far too much about one another involving things that aren't sexual.

You both have an "oh shit" moment on the same day. He's got his hand guiding the back of your head, and you're deep-throating him so beautifully that he can't help but groan out praise and comments of how lucky anyone would be to have your mouth on them. lame and sappy shit in the midst of getting his dick sucked, he'd probably drop a bomb and say "no one even comes close to you--" or some shit like that.

That's what, i think, would start the race into who would realize feelings first, and it would also start the clock on who was going to admit it first.

[prinxejeanne]

Okay, so I've started developing an idea of who I want Ivanka Korolenko (the original character I cosplayed as yesterday) to be

Details under the cut, copy and pasted from my notes app sjdjdjd

347 years old

She/they

Only drinks women's blood, since it tastes more "expensive"

Bimbo as fuck, very much a dumb blonde with big tits

LOVES money & expensive things, like Gucci bags and Prada, super materialistic

Obsessed with Y2K aesthetic, her vibe is kind of a mixture of Victorian Goth interior design and Barbiecore clothes/accessories

Bisexual icon, very into women (partially because she sees them as prettier and generally more pleasant to be around) but open to getting attention from people of other genders

HELLA JEALOUS when she's into someone

Kinda assumes everyone is okay with death, so they talk about it casually

Messy eater

Major daddy issues, ended up killing her father for abusing her mother and then was cast out of her home in the middle ages (which was when she became a vampire).

Was often viewed as "ugly" when she was a human, so she ended up becoming extremely conceited and self-centered after becoming immortal.

Maybe she meets someone who knew her before she became a vampire, and they're shocked by the massive change in her personality?

Non-judgmental about identity and race, although she has a habit of pointing out "issues" that could be fixed with cosmetics or surgery.

Sees people with college degrees as conceited, which is why she hasn't pursued any education.

Deep down, despite learning about feminism and being all for women expressing themselves how they want, a part of her is convinced that women shouldn't have to provide for their partners which would also explain their materialistic tendencies. Not only that, but she enjoys the validation she gets from the charm of being a vampire, so she kind of expects men to give her whatever she wants.

Very comfortable without the company of others, despite having some surface-level friends here and there. So self absorbed that she feels as if nobody could live up to her expectations.

Hosts HUGE parties and social events that almost always end up going to shit. Maybe she moves around a lot because of the events of these parties?

Can only get drunk/high when drinking the blood of a human that's intoxicated enough. Partially *why* she hosts these parties, like the food is coming to her directly instead of going out and hunting people for it.

Specifically targets the blood of sorority girls, but branches out and drinks other people's blood when she's feeling adventurous.

VERY selective of their partners. They flirt a lot, but they feel a sense of anxiety (and maybe a little Catholic guilt???) about letting people under their belt or getting romantically involved with people

Occassionally becomes very primal and violent due to her vampirism, and she enjoys the freedom of being in this state so she doesn't do much to stop it.

She's known for being reckless within the immortal community because she lost control and killed everyone attending one or two of her parties

She does feel kinda bad about killing people, but she doesn't dwell on it

Ivanka really does want to have better control over their violent tendencies, but their impulsivity and hedonism always overcome her desire to do the right thing.

Maybe she has developed a personality disorder due to the trauma and suffering of living for so long? Idk for sure though, might just go without a label or explanation

[goodeye-cyborg]

In case anyone was wondering about the job situation:

They have a system for you personally to document your coworkers errors for QA. They tell you it's anonymous, but your manager and QA can see who reported the error and also every account leaves a note with your name in it when you look at it, so your coworker that you just errored, knows you're the one that got them a talking to. Also, our trainers just upfront said they use it to be petty over extremely little shit that they admitted weren't actual problems. They encouraged us to do the same. "It's a learning tool" then why are you using it for revenge? Hm?

There is a specific way we are supposed to phrase everything in the Slack chat and if we don't we can get in trouble. There are no templates or written guidelines for this. You're just supposed to idk ask your supervisor about your phrasing before posting questions. Which are time sensitive. Cuz you're on the phone. They want us to put this app on our personal phones despite the fact that QA said outright they have access to all of your shit the app has access to. DMs, download files, all that good shit.

That's also the place we go to publicly beg to take lunch. It's a fast moving chat tho, so the single manager present (who's fuckin around on their phone) might not even see.

They also listen in and watch your screen while you take calls. This includes having access to things said while the customer is on hold. It is up to QA whether they mark you down for calling someone a dumbass while they're on hold and can't hear it. People have been fired over this. I've worked in a call center before, this is not common. It usually just mutes your mic when the customer is on hold, cuz normal QA teams don't wanna listen to you mutter and beatbox while you look for stuff.

This is a call center. This is a call center for extremely low stakes calls. Why is there all of this "I saw Goodie Proctor leaving bad notes" shit? Why are you encouraging me to narc on my coworkers for small stuff that only got messed up cuz they're humans with lives? Fucking..... Cop behavior.

And don't even get me started on the fucking phone call rules. There's no script but there's very specific shit you have to say on specific types of calls. There's an AI the QA team uses to measure your tone also.

Calabrio doesn't think you sound happy enough? That's an error. Dead air? That's an error. A prolonged hold while you hop between the six different, necessary but half functioning, programs you need to look at to learn anything about what the customer's after? Oh baby thats an error. Did the call drop and you didn't publicly announce it in the Slack chat? Take a wild guess.

I am making less than a Wendy's employee in my state, and they're allowed to take smoke breaks. If I'm away from my phone for too long they start going through my shit to make sure I'm not goofing around.

Anyway, I'll be opening commissions soon cuz this is not tenable. Like I said, I've worked in a call center before this one. I've worked from home for almost four years now. I've never encountered this shit in my life. There was less surveillance in fucking retail, and those freaks get mad if you're not constantly making up tasks to do.

[enhaeven]

[1:10am] — lhs (m.)

pairing: heeseung x reader

genre: smut, angst, fuck buddies, college!au

wc & rating: 3.5k | 18+ (minors gtfo pls)

summary: the last thing you expect in welcoming the New Year is for Heeseung to remind you that he's still the best fuck you've ever had.

warnings: swearing, riding, making out, car sex, fingering, petnames, praise kink, creampie, semi-clothed sex?, unprotected sex (don't do this i beg), public sex? i mean, also he kinda has fuckboy antics so :’)

a/n: i had a feeling that he'd win the poll lol idk what to name this and it's supposed to be a timestamp but enjoy the ✨ toxicity ✨

— masterlist & wips — navigation

"Happy new yearrrrrr 🎉🎉"

god damn, he looks so good.

damn good indeed that you accidentally liked his story, only realizing that you did when you got a reply from him.

shit, stupid finger

you’re blaming the drinks that you’ve consumed and the weariness from New Year’s Eve preparations for being this careless. you're usually careful especially when it comes to Heeseung's whereabouts each time he leaves you unread.

the nonstop greeting and responding to people as much as you could throughout the day despite being busy must’ve added to it too. curse your habit of occasionally liking ig stories when you’re on that app so naturally, instances like this couldn’t really be helped.

and it wouldn’t have mattered if you had just blocked Heeseung but you didn’t because you couldn’t.

then now he strikes how he normally does when he could've done so weeks ago.

hee: hey

happy new year hee

hee: can i come over?

it’s new year’s?? 

hee: and? it’s been a while

it has and you’ve been planning to keep it that way without making it obvious. but Heeseung must’ve been catching on though cause why else would he hit you up right now, out of all times too.

aren’t you celebrating with your family?

hee: already did in advance

your brother?

hee: on a date with his girl

his parents must’ve been on a holiday like most people around you which sometimes you envy them for. your family’s never been the travel type so you never had the chance to go on holidays, just at home with any available relatives to celebrate.

then that means that Heeseung’s alone and you’re in danger because you don’t want him to be while entering the new year.

your usual convo with him continues but with you trying to divert topics as much as you could this time. however, Heeseung’s always been too good at this, circling it to his intention of wanting to see you.

it's when he asked if he could sneak into your room like many times before that you relent. you can't let him since there’d be many people in your place that could spot him. you don’t want anyone, let alone your family asking who Heeseung is and what he is to you, something that you’re also coming to terms with when you started distancing yourself from him.

but Heeseung does love making it difficult by doing this.

.

“wouldn’t have minded you know..” he says against your neck, busy nipping your skin. you find him leaning on the side of his car earlier when you decided to meet him, surprising you at how needy he's being by caging and kissing you right away.

his touches are a bit too desperate like he misses you though you seriously doubt it when he has a lot of girls he could call anytime.

then why is he here?

“m-minded what..” a gasp escapes you when his hand reaches up to cup one of your tits through your top, squeezing while his other hand does the same with your hip, holding like he doesn’t wanna let you go. 

“meeting them..” he says after releasing your neck from his mouth, revealing the devilish smile on his handsome face. and why would he wanna meet your family knowing the questions they'll throw at him?

Heeseung sees your face forming into a scowl so he grabs your chin to kiss you again until you pull back fully, shaking out of his grasp with a raised brow at him.

he responds with a small chuckle, causing you to roll your eyes and open the door of the passenger seat beside him. he finds your impatience cute and it leaves Heeseung a bit of relief that you're finally entertaining him.

“whatever, let’s talk somewhere”

.

silence rules over inside the car as Heeseung starts the engine. this whole scenario's not new for the both of you anyway since you're always in the car with him when you're not at each other's places.

with how he's tightly gripping the steering wheel, you had a feeling that he might drive you around again or take you back to his place to talk longer. you would've if you're being honest but you made an excuse earlier to grab something at a place nearby so you couldn’t possibly take too long.

you've always preferred it this way and it's easier for Heeseung anyway so when he gets a booty call, he can just drop you off anywhere you want and he can go on his merry way. 

something's different about him tonight though. sure he’s always been the quiet one while you're the exact opposite but he seems off tonight so you break the silence between you to find out.

“why did you really wanna meet me hee? during this occasion too” you huff, still annoyed at him for pulling this on you last minute.

not that you’d say no anyway, you’re unfortunately that weak for him even knowing that seeing him again is a bad idea.

especially with how fucking hot he looks right now.

“just wanted to see you” he quips nonchalantly without adding more and you scoff.

“let me guess the New Year’s Eve party didn’t hit” 

pretty sure it’s the party that one of his best friends is hosting. no one would miss anything Park Jongseong hosts since it’s usually held at high-end places depending on the theme.

and this particular one was what everyone was talking about before the break started.

“not that..but”

Heeseung's having a hard time answering you. the party was fine though it did take a lot of his energy away like it usually does after a while. he doesn't even go to them without a reason, only showing up for his friends each time they ask him. before leaving, he took a shot as a courtesy since he didn't have to stay longer than he had to when he was familiar with everyone's faces there already.

he'd rather meet you, whom he hasn’t seen in almost a month now. 

“stop the car” you blurt out all of a sudden which confuses Heeseung but he obliges regardless. he thought that you didn’t want anyone from home to see you together and now you’re stopping him when you’re barely out of the skirts of your neighbourhood.

you see him turn to you from your peripheral view after hitting the brakes but you refuse to look at him because it'll make you weak. you know that he'll look stupidly adorable with his bewildered face and that you'd give in to whatever he says.

as much as you want to be as far away as possible, you don’t really wanna go that far if you’d have to leave since it’s his car. you’re at a safe distance from your house anyways so that's the least of your worries. 

it’s how Heeseung’s been looking at you this time that does.

you finally look at him, seeing the dilemma in his doe eyes and he's not saying anything, increasing your worry-

“can i just..” he averts his eyes from you, looking a bit frustrated at himself but you’ve known how hard it is for him to express himself with words so you give him time.

he faces you after a few seconds before leaning closer. his eyes never leaving yours as he grabs your face, causing your heart to race at this proximity. confusion bubbles up inside you as you try to decipher his expression to bring back your focus.

but the lingering words on your tongue are abrupted when Heeseung crashes his soft lips against yours.

you respond out of habit, missing the feeling of it cause you haven't kissed nor fucked anyone since him. you feel him at ease when you do, holding your face with eagerness then carefully asking for an entrance by biting your lower lip so you do.

“heeseung..” you whimper when his lips move to your jaw, feeling a grin slowly forming on his lips against your skin. he continues kissing down your neck before coming up, his thumbs caressing your cheek which makes you more desperate of his touches.

“ride me?” he whispers against your lips before devouring you again, eliciting another whimper from you as you nod. 

your fingers tread through Heeseung's already messy hair while his hands are all over you in an instant, touching whatever part of your body he can reach. his touches become even more desperate but slightly different from earlier and you’re not sure why.

still, you should’ve denied him like how you’ve been doing a few weeks before the break but how could you pass this up when he's finally the one seeking you out this time.

he releases you suddenly which surprises you, opening his side of the door before transferring to the backseat. you followed him in a hurry, embarrassment slowly filling you at how quickly you were succumbing to him.

then as soon as you're inside, Heeseung kisses you again before positioning you on his lap. you pull back to take a breather but mostly because you wanna look at his face.

the face that you undeniably missed despite trying your best to avoid him like a plague.

up this close, you can see it in his eyes clearly, like you’re the only one he wants when that could be far from reality. at the same time, Heeseung sees the uncertainty in your eyes so he begins to squeeze your sides to distract you. 

it worked like it always does, nudging you to roll your hips against his, allowing you to feel the hardness right by your core. he must've felt how wet you are already cause the small smirk from earlier is now back on his face.

Heeseung leans in and starts kissing your chest, both hands traveling up to pull down the straps of your top along with your bra. he doesn’t waste any more time and squeezes your tits briefly before his hands bunch up your skirt, granting him access to your wet core.

one hand of his grabs your face to kiss you again while the other reaches you from behind, pulling your panties to the side. he's not letting you breathe, his slender fingers tracing your sopping folds before plunging them in, earning a loud moan from you.

“fuck..” you couldn’t help but close your eyes when he increase the speed of his fingers, grinding more against his hands and in turn his crotch.

“so wet and tight..” groaning against your neck, he pulls his fingers out of you so he can unbuckle his pants but your hands stop him when he's ridding his boxers, wanting to do it instead.

you take Heeseung's leaking cock in your hands, a quiet whine leaving his lips when you squeeze it a bit. he knows of your impatience though so now he's grinning as he watches you guide his dick towards your pussy before sinking on it.

his hands fly to your waist, a loud groan coming out from him after he eases you fully on his cock, the tightness of your pussy knocking his breath out. 

it's your turn to make him suffer so you start bouncing right away, putting Heeseung in delirium at how fucking amazing you feel around him.

"so good, so good for me" he’s gripping your hips tightly, which in turn would possibly leave marks on your skin but you don’t care.

you love the effect you have on him though he tries to hide it by biting his lips. a smile graces your lips watching him struggle, his moans growing louder when you increase your pace.

he's louder than you've ever heard him so continue despite your thighs burning, wanting to hear more of his needy whines.

you don't know how Heeseung manages to recover, now flicking your hardened nipples with his fingers. he feels the satisfaction when he sees your face contorting in pleasure, looking so beautiful on his lap with the light from the street lights illuminating your body.

he misses having you like this, falling apart because of how good he makes you feel. he has no idea how you both just stopped hooking up in the first place cause he knows he’s the only one you’re fucking unless..

your whimper brings him back so he dismisses that thought, opting to support your stance when he notices your pace slowing down from riding the hell out of him. he's close but he wants you to cum first so his thumb reaches your swollen bud, rubbing it furiously until you started shaking above him.

you hate how Heeseung can make you cum this fast but what can you do when he a natural at it like how he is with everything else. you end up collapsing on top of him when the band on your lower abdomen erupts, cursing and moaning his name nonstop.

"glad to welcome the new year with you baby," he says endearingly, a little breathless while caressing your bare back as he helps you ride through your high. 

“you couldn’t wait until the semester starts again?” you scoff, still panting but you had to try to ignore the little flutter in your chest at his words. his tone confuses your pleasure-muddled brain cause for all you know, he could just be with you right now cause the others are not available.

“had to make sure..” he leaves a soft kiss on your temple, further increasing your nerves around him. 

perhaps it was Jeongin mentioning you in their conversation earlier at the party that pushed Heeseung to see you right away. the prospect of you meeting his close friend who’s just like him feeding his worry somehow.

that you may have found another “friend” during the break, hence, your avoidance of him.

it might be his fault that a lot of things have kept him so busy, not realizing that it’s been so long since the last time you met. it escaped his mind that you could just find anyone to replace him since you both never talked about specific boundaries in your current setup anyway.

“w-what?” 

"i'm still the best right?” he asks before slowly rolling his hips, making you whine at the sensitivity.

you’re unsure what Heeseung's talking about but this may be what’s been bothering him. his question didn’t sink into your mind, still confused about why he’s asking that. 

plus all you can focus on at the moment is how delicious he feels inside you. he didn’t even give you enough time to recover from your orgasm, hoisting you back up to ride him again.

"huh? uh yeah-oh fuck hee" you mewl when Heeseung starts bucking his hips up to you, happy to hear that he's still your best fuck. it's a funny contrast really, how soft his voice is when asking you compared to how hard he's fucking you right now.

your eyes close once again when he’s able to find your sweet spot immediately, his cock hitting it with precision. then your breath hitches when he grabs the side of your neck as he chases his high, eyes never leaving your face while you keep whining, fisting his black shirt.

all your thoughts went out the window when you finally opened your eyes and looked down at Heeseung.

he looks really good, with half-lidded eyes and even messier hair staring at you while you try to match your pace with him.

the timing must be playing you then when you notice the fireworks starting behind Heeseung, reminding you of how similar it is to what you feel inside right now and him finally exploding inside of you.

“gorgeous..shit” he chuckles before leaving a few wet kisses along your neck and then kissing you like he can’t get enough of you after stuffing you full of his cum. 

he's back to being calm but he’s staring at you intently again and it momentarily brings back his question earlier about him being your best fuck.

of course he is, he's the only one who knows your body like this that's why you're wondering why that would bother him if ever. besides, he had many girls he can fuck who could be better than you by his standards.

and what could probably have sparked this? you're too busy with the holiday preparations to meet anyone new let alone fuck someone.

“what’s with earlier hee?” 

your question's making him anxious so he shifts his eyes towards the front before looking back at you. he was hoping that you’d forget about it after he fucks you that good but the determined look in your eyes is saying otherwise.

“nothing i just missed you” he planted a quick kiss on your lips before pulling you off him. 

you obviously didn't buy his excuse even though he meant it. his refusal to tell you the truth made you wonder if it was because he thinks you’re sleeping with someone.

as pathetic as it sounds, you feel a bit flattered cause that would mean that he might not be fucking anyone during the break but then he still could be, and that he’s just saying that knowing it’s something you wanna hear from him.

he's just keeping in check and now he has his answer.

you both clean each other up in silence while Heeseung continues to avoid your eyes as he helps you. then after, he pulls down the windows to let the cool breeze in before getting out of the car to go around and open your door.

your legs wobble as soon as you stand up but you move quickly, wanting to stay away from him as much as possible because you didn't mean to have him like this.

you wanted to leave anything of him behind that’s why you essentially ghosted him during this whole break as part of your resolution for the year.

but you already broke it literally on the first day. if you weren’t being a dumbass earlier then none of this would’ve happened.

“i’ll drop you off” he says softly as he closes the door but you don't wanna answer him.

"no, i can walk home"

"can you?" he says smugly, holding your waist at once when you almost tripped. you push him back, still pissed at how he's been acting and it’s when you’re about to answer him when you hear a familiar shriek behind you.

"finally found you! oh and who is he?”

your eyes widen at the sweet voice asking who belongs to your younger cousin. you looked at Heeseung who looks just as surprised as you, the both of you getting anxious at her presence, wondering what she could possibly have seen.

his hand's still on you, ready to catch you in case you trip again. you feel Heeseung give you a small squeeze when you look away, shrugging him completely off of you.

turning to your cousin, you try to maintain your composure despite your nerves. she's of age but still young and she's quite similar to you, persistent in getting her answers so you're not sure how to escape her question.

"no one, just someone from school"

your answer shouldn't have affected Heeseung but it did which leaves him in disbelief. you both know he wasn't just no one to you but you couldn't possibly tell your cousin what's the real deal between you.

"i happen to see her on the way so i stopped by to greet her happy new year" he replied curtly and you winced at his tone which your cousin didn't miss. you fight the urge to scoff at how dismissive Heeseung sounded. he has no right to be upset when he's the one who's been vague this whole time.

"okay then let's go! the games are starting already that's why i've been looking for you!" your cousin grabs your arm hurriedly, probably sensing the tension between you and Heeseung.

"goodbye hee" you tell him as you start walking away, not bothering to look at him one last time, hopefully.

"see you around.." he responds but you don't catch what he said after, relief and gratefulness towards your cousin taking over you at the moment.

meanwhile, as Heeseung watches you leave, he thinks about how he fucked up with you again this time but you still called him by that nickname so his chances are still there.

and when you get a series of "i'm sorry" texts from him before you can even reach your house, you wonder if it was a mistake to address him that way earlier.

cause this whole thing continues to give you hope and you're not sure how long until you'd cave in to his alluring charms again.

e/n: it's still january so happy new year 🤧, may y'all have an amazing 2024 ahead. also, that gdamn video of his showed up again on my tl when i was editing this so i had to add it here bye 😩

[frzngrapes]

30/07

My dear Keycie,

I spent the night unfollowing eating disorder and self harm related blogs on here, I logged out of my edtwt account and I deleted my thinspo Pinterest boards. I deleted MyFitnessPal, my weight tracker app and my fast tracker app. I came across a lot of triggering content at once and it was very long but it was necessary.

I have 500 followers on that twitter account, which isn't a lot but is more than my main Instagram's follower count. So it technically used to be my biggest social media platform. I started it two years ago and I don't think I logged out for more than two or three weeks ever since then, but now I'm gone for good. I'm not deactivating it even though I know I should, I feel there are too many important things there. It was like a diary to me, and I would share literally everything. Sometimes looking up words like "friends" "mom" or "crush" on it is fun, because I can find all kinds of different and contradictory stuff I posted during the past two years. I just feel like I should keep this archive.

Also it's a kind of "box situation" like I wrote about some time ago. I know a few months after writing about this I opened the box again. And it's still somewhere in my room even if I don't feel like using it at all. Maybe I'm just not strong enough to completely let go... But I think not having the account and the tumblr tags and the calorie counting apps on my phone is a good first step. I hadn't done anything as significant for my recovery as this in the past two years. Which, come to think of it, is a bit ridiculous. I've attempted to "recover" in the past, but never deleted the weight loss related apps from my phone before, maybe without admitting it to myself I was kinda lying about being dedicated to getting better. But maybe this time is the one right time where everything works out and I heal for real. The day I wrote about in my first ever blog post under the cherrysletters✿ tag.

I was listening to music when unfollowing the edblr accounts and Teen Idle by Marina came on and I fucking cried. Because it hit me, the fact I was suicidal, making myself puke and phased out all the time at age 16. I should have been, idk, having fun. Why did this all happen to me ? This was all so unnecessary. I remembered the fact I didn't think I would turn 17. I went back to what I wrote on here on my 17th birthday and I cried. It's not often I feel sorry for how I treated myself, but rn I really do. I guess I finally really snapped out of it. Not saying I will never be destructive to myself ever again, or that I am completely cured of whatever problem I used to have... It's just that I somehow only now realise I'm not sixteen anymore. And that me proudly fueling my ed was a long time ago, me actually planning on taking my life was a long time ago and now I'm eighteen and this is pretty much over, so I can sit back and think "Shit, that was a lot".

My mother being abusive towards me is over as well. Two months ago she apologized, admitted it was all very unfair and that I didn't deserve it. This is such a huge change in my life, feeling comfortable at home. Because since I started high school, I think what made me cry the most was my mother's word to me, or remembering them or remembering that she used to hit me. And I cried in front of her for it, a lot, from when I was 15 when I started realising it was messed up, to not long ago. But she never apologized before that day. In conversation I brought up the fact that the first time I opened up about being suicidal, she told me to go ahead and kill myself, and she said she didn't remember saying that. It really sent me spiraling I snapped yelled and cried and told her everything I had on my chest, and later she told me she was sorry for everything.

It brings me a huge sense of relief, for her to admit that she did something wrong, just like when during the 2021 gay pride some guy from my high school I seemingly didn't know came up to me and apologized for bullying me. It's like- a proof it actually happened and actually was wrong and not just me making shit up in my head.

I'm saying all this because now that I don't feel pain at home, don't self harm and try to eat normally, I can almost say I'm finally free ! "Almost" because I don't want to jinx it, and because I know my wellbeing works in waves of ups and downs. But like for now I feel like I can enjoy life without having to worry about a big dramatic thing. And I guess that gives me the space to reflect on what life was like not long ago, and that's why I cry. I don't have to cry about whatever's happening right now so get to cry a bit about how hard high school was, then I can move on and be happy for a bit.

xoxo, cherry 🌸

[madzenhaisof]

On a completely opposite note to what I’ve come on here to talk about…. Can’t remember what the fuck my name says or why I named it that. I know that I didn’t want anyone to find me of course but I wouldn’t just put down random letters it has to mean something lol

Anyyyyywaaaaays

Okay so I’m kinda here for the same reason as last time and an opposite problem as well. Let me start this off with never do Tarot cards(I think that’s how it’s spelled) they making me over think more than I usually do and y’all know how I get lol

Anyways I am still unattractive to women lol re made my tinder it’s literally worst than anytime I’ve done it. I use to at least get some ugly bitches I ain’t getting shit right now. Ppl use that app for validation well I’ve validated that Im ugly af. Also Im pretty sure I have adhd I literally thought of a whole different scenario to my problem as im typing this prob not helping with the typos which im just going to leave alone cause im tired of fixing them lol okay back to the problem. Im ugly lol I will always call my self a 10 I will never say otherwise because if you don’t think of yourself that way then no body will. Its getting clear to me that other ppl don’t tho. Honestly I need to know what’s wrong with me. It’s going pass me not being confident enough to try for ppl. Other ppl I know do nothing and ppl like them. I’m literally don’t understand it’s almost getting close to making me cry. What’s wrong with me am I really just that ducking ugly I swear I think I’ve seen uglier. Do I nasterbate so much I have no pheromones like I just don’t get it. I’ve done everything other than just going up to girls and asking them out. The only thing stopping me with that is me not being s good talker all the time not having an opening line and crippling anxiety which I’m also finding out that I have. Literally remembering times in my life where anxiety effected me and being like oh shit I’ve had anxiety for a while. Okay now let’s get into how the cards are involved. I had my cards read three times at this point everytime they basically say I’m going to settle for anything in my future and I won’t be happy. Which brings me to this girl who may be too young for me I kinda feel like, but also might be the only girl in the world I can get. But the problem is am I settling for her because of that tho is that what the cards meant like I’m so confused is she the one. But there’s also this other girl( this the conclusion I thought of earlier) there’s this other girl who is toxic af but I don’t even know if I could get her but maybe if I do then I change my future right. I really like this girl but also I smoked a fucking cigarette because of her I’m literally so into her I did something I hate the most jn the world and I also bruh the adhd so bad I forgot what I was gonna write cause I got distracted lol. But I think maybe I should try to go after her instead cause otherwise it feels like I’m settling for anything just because no body else wants me. Maybe if I can get her to want me I’ll be more confident or something Idk I’d be happy or something I don’t know bro I’m always wanting more it seems maybe that’s my real problem. I think imma see her in a week and I guess I’ll try to do something then we’ll see. But let’s talk abt how insecure my friends make me. If a girl that I find even slightly attractive likes my friend I want to just get hit by a bus. Even if I already know we can’t do anything or won’t, it’s happened to me too many times now that I literally can’t do it anymore it feels like I’m invisible and ppl just see right through me. Cause they do nothing but somehow they want them like what am I doing wrong I do not understand help help help help somebody just tell me what I’m doing wrong please I’m so confused bro Jesus. Well at least I’m a great friend, cause god knows I get friendzoned hella. Everyone wants me in their life but no one wants me in their life yuh know. Also at first I thought it was like I was goi by after the wrong women or I just wasn’t their type but then I see them wanting my friends and I’m like well fu k then I’m just again ✨ ugly ✨ okay I think I’m done now. Hopefully the next time I’m on here I finally have this figured out. Sigh

[le-precipice]

We're back

We couldn't see each other for three weeks, but the distance did us a lot of good. We'd have hours-long phone calls. Text all day. He was more open with what he was feeling and how he felt about me. When I went through rough shit at work and with family, he was so caring, so reassuring. He'd send the kindest messages, completely out of the blue. I'd lie in bed and just think to myself, this is it. This is what I've been looking for.

We finally got to see each other on Sunday. Truthfully, I was on my period so it wasn't as...magical as I would have wanted. But it felt so good. Just the two of us again. Eating food. Watching TV. He showed me what he'd been working on and I asked questions and gave him pointers and he seemed so animated. I went over again on Monday night, and it felt like something had shifted. The sadness was back in his eyes, so I'd ask over an over if he was okay, if there is anything he wanted to discuss. And all he could say was the usual, "I'm okay."

I don't know why I am so sad. I know how much he cares for me. I see it in his words and in his actions. He's thoughtful, always reassuring. And yet, none of that will stop the tears that are streaming down my face as I write all of this down.

There's a lot to unpack. It's good for the most part. If we ignore this one big thing that neither of us really knows how to deal with. And then there's the future. I am so enamored. So attached. So infatuated. And as I've said so many times before, I worry about what will happen if things don't work out. You don't end up with the first guy you meet on a dating app after 3+ years of just nothing. You shouldn't have all of these questions. You should be sure. Well, part of it is that he's not there yet. And that really scares me. Because how can I imagine a life with you when you don't seem to be interested in very much of anything? He tells me that I'm the brightest spot in his life. That being with me gives him hope; hope that he'll be able to overcome his. But part of me needs more than that. I want him to want to marry me. I want him to want me to have his children. I just want more assurance. And I understand that he's not currently in a position to give me more than that. Thus, the fear. I got really close to giving up on us a few months ago. It was the most dreadful experience ever. So I ask myself what the fuck would happen if that does come true. I don't know how I could move on from him.

However, before I start spiraling...I do recognize one of my patterns re-emerging. Relying on him as my only source of joy is always a recipe for trouble - I know that much is true. My job has been fucking with me with for the last couple of months, and it's only intensified in the last two weeks. Unsurprisingly, my health took a tumble as well (read: work stress can really fuck with your life). In the midst of this, I turned to him for to...idk...fix me? Make me feel whole again? And that's what brings us to what I'm feeling now. Because I know that if I wasn't running away from every other part of my life, if I wasn't putting all of my effort and energy into this relationship....maybe I would be able to calm down. Have some perspective. And just be able to deal.

[ndeyebaby]

Hi are you into SP manifestations? I ask because many people are into the law but are fully against manifesting SPs. I have a question regarding my SP and I love your blog so I would loooove to know your opinion. It's okay if you don't like SP manifestations and you don't answer tho.

So to give a bit of a background. Last year I manifested my SP back, it was great, I could see the law working but I was not as interested in him as I thought I was, I was only sticking to him because I kinda wanted to prove something to myself.

Eventually I decided to move on from him and solely focus on myself and my career, I was genuinely uninterested in a relationship but I did have this idea in my mind of the relationship that I would want to experience if I were to have one.

One day I was on this app, basically showing a friend how it worked and you can meet people in there and this very nice guy talks to me in that moment. I didn't really like him at the beginning, but my friend encouraged me to answer. I did think he was attractive but I was not interested. I did answer out of courtesy. We started talking more often and god this guy was melting my heart and I was falling for him so I got scared af. I started thinking so many bad things about him. Every nice thing he said I thought "he wants to manipulate me" "he's trying to play with my mind" "this is love bombing" I even thought he could be a s3r1al k1ller and now that I see it in hindsight I can see how paranoid I was because I had no reasons to think those things but I was going crazy. My old self was resurfacing and I was so freaked out. He is different than I am and I was feeling inferior, I can even recall texting my friend and telling her that "I would rather be ghosted right now, I feel very insecure and inferior to him. He has a much better lifestyle and he'd be stupid to like me. If he likes me for real there must be something wrong with him" I was genuinely scared and concerned as to why would someone like him like someone like me. I could only think that he'd want to use me. Eventually he made me a favor and ghosted me, and I had the audacity to ask myself why he did that lmao (I've been into the law for 2 years now, so I know very well why he did that).

Long story short, I decided to manifest him consciously. A week later he talked to me but it was weird because he only asked me how I was and then stopped answering again 🙂

I can recall myself imagining he'd stop answering after asking me how I was HAHA!!

Gosh, I can't say I love him because I don't know if I do but he is so hoooott and cute and interesting and I really enjoyed talking to him (when I was not busy feeling inferior). I look back at our conversations and he was so sweet and charming. Also he has a very cute face and I think I may actually be in love. Sometimes I find myself randomly thinking of his smile :). Anyways, sometimes I feel scared about manifesting him. I keep getting videos about narcissist men and shit like that and I keep thinking: what if he's this? What if he's a sociopath? What if he has STDs? What if... look I have thought every possible bad thing about him. Trust me.

Or even worst, what if I get my hopes up and nothing happens? I know I don't need him, and I know I can get over him, but honestly I don't want to leave it like that and keep an image of him as if he was an asshole to me. I want to think sweetly of him? Idk if it makes sense, but I keep being scared of thinking sweet thoughts of him and then maybe realizing he's in fact an asshole. Idek if this makes sense. I think I just don't want to feel like I was abandoned again and add him to my list of guys who have abandoned me. Idk. But I also don't want to feel dumb and naïve for not seeing the 3D as a fact and not opening up to other people who could love me. But I can kinda see myself liking someone again and repeating the whole thing, and adding them to the list if I don't deal with this right now. The law scares me sometimes. Haha. Sorry if this came out long. I guess I had a lot bottled up.

Hey!! First of all I would like to say I am 100% supportive of SP manifesting, and I appreciate you for trusting me to vent :-)

Honestly I think you really seem to be into him! And you can always decide to leave, just as you did for your other SP. I feel like those thoughts really come from your own fears, but remember you can always manifest being safe from those kinds of things ☝🏾

Also there’s no “getting your hopes up” for manifesting. So go for it!! You are always free to change your mind.

[everythinghughes]

can u do an imagine about matching with bords or another one of the umich boys on tinder?

THOMAS BORDELEAU | STARTED WITH A SWIPE

pairing: thomas bordeleau x fem!reader,

word count: 1.7k

summary: after finally giving in to the desperation being single, you find yourself on tinder and possibly meet your perfect match.

warnings: swearing

note: thank you for requesting anon!! but also like idk how tinder works so bear with me lmao

you sigh as open the app you’ve been avoiding for so long. you hated to say it but you were desperate for anything romantic in your life and re-reading the deal just wasn’t cutting it anymore.

sorry garrett

as you mindlessly scroll through the app you swipe right on a couple of guys but mostly swipe left because you’re picky. eventually you give up and scold yourself for even opening the app again, before shutting your phone off and going to bed.

it’s a couple of days later when you get a notification on your phone informing you that you matched with someone.

oh?

you re-open the app once again and see that the guy you matched with was thomas bordeleau, a well known hockey player at your school.

you remember swiping right on him few days ago. his tattoos, good fashion sense and the fact that he played hockey were all very big selling points when you made your decision.

your phone buzzes with another notification and this time it’s a message from thomas.

thomas bordeleau: hey, what’s up?

you: nothing really, just watching a movie

thomas bordeleau: what movie?

you: 10 things i hate about you

thomas bordeleau: never seen it

you: you should watch it, it’s on netflix and one of my all time favourites

thomas bordeleau: maybe i could come over and watch it sometime

you: that was smooth

thomas bordeleau: wasn’t it?

you and thomas end up texting into the late hours of the night. you had never had such an easy conversation with guy before, so when he asked for your phone number you happily sent it to him.

-

it became apart of your routine to text thomas, whether it was something that happened during your day, a stupid tiktok you had seen on your for you page or when you were stressed with school and needed someone to vent to, thomas was there at the click of your fingertips.

but the two of you had never called each other or seen each other face to face. you had no idea what thomas even sounded like because the only form of communication you’ve had with him is text.

which is why when you heard your phone ringing and saw thomas contact lighting up your screen you grew extremely confused.

you hesitantly answer and hold the phone up to your ear “hello?”

“hey! what’s up hot stuff?” you hear who you assume is thomas yell through the phone.

“uh thomas?”

“yeah that’s my name baby.”

it’s then you hear the music blaring and loud voices in the background “are you drunk?”

“what?! me?! never! i only drank a little bit, like this much.” you have no idea what this much is and thorugh his drunk state thomas must realize it too “oh shit! you can’t see me! that’s so funny!”

“thomas-” you start but he’s quick to cut you off.

“you should come!”

“what?”

“to the party! the boys and i kicked some fucking ass tonight and you should come celebrate with us!”

you knew they had won tonight, but you were in no shape to go to a party. your hair was a mess and you’d been lying in bed all day because you had gotten your period. there was no way you’d be able to handle a party with your already pounding headache and you did not want your first time meeting thomas to be when he was drunk off his ass.

“i-i can text you the address hold on-”

“thomas i can’t come tonight.” you sigh.

you hear him gasp “why the heck not?!”

“i’m not feeling very well tonight.”

“oh.” you hear his disappointment through the phone. “a-are you okay? do you- do you need anything?”

your heart skips a beat in your chest “no i-i’m okay. you have fun though. text me tomorrow okay?”

“okay i will- shut up briss! i’m trying to talk to my girlfriend! putain sacré! (holy fuck)”

“text me when you’re sober, okay?” you ask, ignoring the way your stomach flips at the false title thomas gave you.

“au revoir mon amour!” he yells before the call ends.

you sat in laid in bed that night praying that someone got thomas in bed alive.

-

the next morning thomas woke up with a pounding headache, the previous nights events coming back to him…

drinking lots of drinking

cup pong with brendan (which they won)

calling you

more drinking

puking in a plant

thomas’ eyes fly open as he recalls his phone call to you the night before. he thinks he’s hallucinating but his nightmare only becomes a reality when he checks his phone and finds the call in his recents.

he groans because his first time speaking to you he was drunk off his ass, probably made a shitty impression and he barely remembers what your voice sounded like.

thomas makes his way downstairs to find mcdonald’s on the table. he eats a bit of it, making sure it’s gonna stay down before scarfing down the rest of it. brendan also places some aspirin in front of him, which he takes immediately.

“hey bords?” brendan calls.

“what briss?”

“when’d you get a girlfriend and when can i meet her?”

“what girlfriend?”

“well you were on the phone with some girl last night and when i tried to talk to you, you yelled at me saying that you were just trying to talk to your girlfriend.”

“i said what?! did she hear me?”

“i mean yeah probably, you were practically yelling through the phone.” he said making thomas groan.

“do you know what else is said?”

“well before interrupted, i heard you ask if she was okay and if she needed anything and then when you were saying goodbye you said something in french.”

“what did i say in french? briss what did i say?”

“how am i supposed to know?! i dont speak french and i was drunk!”

“what did it sound like?!”

“aur- evi - uoire mona mure?” brendan said in very broken and incorrect french. but thomas managed to decipher the phrase.

“au revior mon amor?” thomas asked hesitantly making brendan nod. “oh fuck me.”

brendan laughs and claps thomas on the back “i suggest you call her explain your were drunk that is if she didn’t put that together already.”

thomas nodded before going back to his bedroom, taking a quick shower before taking his phone off the charger and clicking on your contact so he could send you a text.

you were wide awake and groaning in your bed as you felt little knives stab you in the uterus when your phone binged.

thomas bordeleau: you up?

you: yeah, i’m up

then you’re receiving a call from thomas and you almost jump out of your skin because this time he’s got to be sober.

it’s just thomas y/n, relax.

you press the accept button and bring the phone to your ear

“hey.”

“how you feeling thomas? hung over?” you tease, making him groan.

“i’m so sorry about last night but i’m good now, i took some aspirin so i should be fine.”

“don’t worry about it. it was very entertaining, drunk you seems like a blast.”

“i’m always a blast. drunk, sober you name it.” he hears you laugh on the other end of the line and his entire body comes to life at the sound. “hey y/n?”

“yeah thomas?”

“what’re you doing today? are you free? maybe we could do something…”

You frown and silently curse mother nature for doing this to you on today of all days “i’d love to but i feel like absolute shit and i don’t think you want deal with my cranky ass right now.”

“is it the same thing from last night?”

“uh yeah same thing.”

“well do you need anything? i could pick you something up and bring it over.”

you hesitated because you were in need of some more tampons and snacks but were you really about to ask thomas to buy them for you?

you laugh to yourself because yeah right

it’s not twenty minutes later you hear a knock on your door and see thomas walk in with a CVS bag in his hand.

in your defence, you were desperate for snacks

“well this is a great first impression meeting me.” you sigh.

“would it shock you if i told you i’ve had worse encounters?”

“there’s no way.”

“the first day i met brendan he was stark naked and gave me a hug. naked.”

that sentence alone has you bursting into a fit of laughter and although it’s painful you’re thankful for something funny and not depressing.

thomas sets the bag on your bed. you open it to find exactly what you asked for and more. the tampons and pads, chocolate, candy, a pint of cookie dough ice cream, some more pain meds and a teddy bear. your eyes well up with tears at his extra thoughtfulness “thomas. how did you even know-”

“when i got my license i always had to go out and get my little sister this kind of stuff. it usually made her feel better so i figured… well you know-”

you sit up and hug him tightly “thank you.”

he hugs you back, pressing a kiss on top of your head “anything for you.”

“did you wanna maybe stay for a bit? we could watch a movie or something…” you ask, moving over and opening your covers slightly.

thomas nods, climbing in next to you as you grab your laptop, you lean against thomas’ chest as you open up netflix. “what should we watch?”

thomas grins wrapping his arms around you “how about 10 things i hate about you? i still haven’t seen it.”

you grin, quickly put your favourite movie on and snuggling into thomas “you really did end up coming over and watching it.”

thomas chuckles “i’m pretty smooth aren’t I?”

“oh the smoothest.” you tease.

it’s only when the movie ends and both you and thomas are both on the verge of sleep that the same thought flows thorough both your heads.

you both had found your perfect match

and it all started with a swipe.

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Corsets | mha boys x g/n!reader

with: Bakugou, Todoroki, Kirishima, Dabi

summary: you do the corset trend in tiktok with the boys behind your phone, recording you

genre: fluff but also with some mature scenarios (16+???)

word count: 1.8k

warnings: dabi's part is 18+ and is at the very end

author's note: first time writing gn, idk if i'm good at it but i hope it's fine!! >_< , also i'm writing this while i'm at work honestly idk how i'm not fired yet ┐('～`;)┌

Bakugou

ohohohooooo this man

at first he's all grumpy about it, mumbling about why he should help you make a stupid tiktok

he's on the bed, laying on it lazily with your phone in his hand and the camera faced towards you

you put on the corset you found in your closet back at home and decided to use it to ride with the trend

your boyfriend presses play and the music starts playing;

"you bring the corsets," you point down at the corset around your waist, "we'll bring the cinches," you start wrapping the long strings around both your hands, "no one wants a waist over," you pull on the string, "nine inches."

you can see your boyfriend is visibly surprised behind the camera, which makes you laugh

the music stops and you laugh lightly at Bakugou's wide eyes and hanging jaw

"what the fuck happened to your insides" he yells, throwing your phone on the space of the bed beside him as he places both his hands on the sides of your waist

he runs his hands up and down the dips of your waist, slowly pulling you towards him

he looks up at you, his eyes a shade darker

tie it properly so it won't come off when I fuck the shit out of you

Todoroki

will take a video of you IMMEDIATELY after you ask

he always likes watching you record tiktok videos of yourself, he thinks it's cute

"what kind of video are you recording today?" he asks, phone on the ready

"there's this corset trend that's going around and I wanted to try it." you say, holding up the black corset for him

it was your mom's from back then

"tell me when you're ready." he says, watching you put on the corset

you give him the signal and he presses record, staying as still as he can

"you bring the corsets," you point down at the corset around your waist, "we'll bring the cinches," you lip sync the lyrics, as you wrap the strings around your hands, "no one wants a waist over," you pull it and for the first time since recording, you see the camera shake a little, "9 inches" you tilt your head to the side a little

when the music stops, you step forward to take your phone but your boyfriend simply turns it off and spins you around, pushing you on the bed

he's fast when pressing his lips on yours, hands dipping down your waist

"don't post that," he whispers against the shell of your ear, "only i get to see it. okay?"

Kirishima

this lil cutie is the one who asks you to do it

"awww come on, pleeaassee, y/n!" he gives you his adorable puppy eyes and you consider it cheating cause you both know you can't resist those damn eyes

you sigh, "fine. where are we gonna find a corset?"

kirishima takes you by surprise when he holds up a red corset, moving it side to side when he shows it off to you

"where did you even get that?" you ask, taking the squeezing thing in your hands

"I found it in my mom's old stuff. the second i saw it i immediately thought of you wearing it." he shows off his adorable shark teeth and you can only smile at him

he takes out his phone, pointing the camera towards you as he waits for you to finish putting it on

you nod and he takes that as a signal to start the video

"you'll bring the corsets," you point down at it, "we'll bring the cinches," you copy what you've seen from other videos and take the two strings, wrapping each around either one of your hands, "no one wants a waist over" you pull on the strings, taken by surprise at how it took your breath away, "9 inches"

"jesus christ, baby" you breath out taking your hands behind your back, undoing the strings

kirishima sets his phone down, helping you out of the bone crushing corset

"you looked beautiful with it on." he compliments, helping you undo the buttons. when the corset is finally off, he pulls you even closer, burying his face on your belly, "but you look even better without it on."

for the rest of the day, as you scroll through tiktok, he kisses your belly, burying his face in it every now and then

Dabi

he's a powerful villain, for god's sake. he shouldn't be stuck in your room helping you record stupid tiktok videos

"please, baby!" you pout at him, kneeling on the floor beside the bed he's currently laying on

dabi sighs, placing both his hands on his eyes. "what kind of video is it this time?"

"it's a very short one, have you seen the corset trend?" you ask, scrolling through your gallery to look for the saved video

"do i look like i'd give a fuck about dumb shit like-" he gets cut off when you shownhim the video

he watches it silently the whole time until the end and for a moment he's silent, as if he's pondering about it

"...can i choose the video?" he asks, looking up at you as you scrunch your eyebrows in confusion. "uhh i guess so?"

"can i pull the strings?"

"dabi what-"

"can i?"

you look at him in surprise, it's the first time you've ever seen him eager to do something. you narrow your eyes at him, thinking hard about what kind of shit he's planning. when nothing comes to mind, you shrug your shoulders and agree

dabi takes your phone and chooses the song himself, taking you by surprise when you see he knows his way through the app.

he sets the phone on his desk as he sits up on his bed. the front camera is used and you can see that it only shows dabi's lower face up to his hips, and with you standing up, it only shows the part right below your chest

he pushes your shirt up, pulling your arms up as he takes off your shirt. "dabi, what are you d-"

he presses his lips on yours, pushing his tongue in between your lips, forcing you to open. you let your eyes roll back as you taste him, coffee and smoke is strong on his tongue.

he pulls away, finally giving you some space to breathe. "babe-" but he's quick to press his lips back on yours again, his hands busying themselves with putting on the corset around your waist. his hands skillfully buttoning up the corset until you're finding it a little bit difficult to breathe:

you press your hands on his chest, pushing him away. "when are we doing the video?" you ask, watching as the side of his lip tugs up into a smile. "we're doing it right now."

he looks over to the side and presses the red button. you feel your hair rise at the sound he chose. the sound has you clenching your thighs together as dabi pulls the two strings apart, letting the corset tighten around your waist.

your hands find their way to the back of his neck, your right hand running up from your boyfriend's nape, up to the back of his head and finally combing your fingers through his dyed hair.

you feel his wet mouth on your nipple, grazing it invetween his teeth as he sucks on it like a new born. "fuck, baby..." you whisper out, throwing your head back, letting your boyfriend kiss and suck all over your chest area.

you look down at him, bitingnon your lower lip when you see him looking up at you with dark eyes, watching every move of your facial muscles, scrutinizing your face for your reactions.

he opens his mouth, taking out his cherry red tongue, showing you as he laps it on your hardened bud. he does this a few times before facing the camera, smirking at it.

the sound stops and he lets you go, taking your phone off the desk and handing it over to you as he lays back down on the bed, acting like nothing happened

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