#im still waiting on the results of my screening

[ken-jaku]

pretty nose, pretty boy. zayne from love and deepspace

there's a huge chance my phone may have distorted the quality to make it look like he has a dorsal hump but idc! i like the idea of it sm that im gonna lie to myself!

content warnings. suggestive content (smut), pussydrunk!zayne, both fem!reader and zayne are virgins, fingering, oral via face riding, zayne has a dorsal hump, semi!public sex (at akso hospital for the plot😼). vague mentions of zayne's asphyxiation kink, brief mentions of pining, nervous/anxious reader. verbal consent (zayne strictly wants words, no hums or nods). zayne is naturally dominant in this... idk what came over me. overstimulation. cumming right after an orgasm cause "love knows no bounds" :D mention of jealousy towards rafayel. reader has doctor/patient kink? all this on the first day of dating is crazyyy shit writing, haven't published anything since 2016 and that was a 5 chapter, 300 words each, wattpad story on hanahaki💀 huge chance i might edit this again later

word count. 5.09k words

"zayne?" your words are almost like a whisper as you squirm on the couch, impatience and anxiety riddling you as you can't wait to get dinner and execute your plan of either a.) finally getting a longer kiss compared to the two-second one you had earlier or b.) getting said kiss and have him hang out for a few more minutes after he walks you to your apartment. your boyfriend of just a few hours, which still feels rather unreal, sat across the room from you, hard at work. his long, scarred fingers tap away at the keyboard before him. a soft, short hum leaves his lips in acknowledgement of you.

said hum goes, unintentionally, ignored as you couldn't stop staring at him. the way his long eyelashes gently graced his lids, his nose twitching ever so slightly to shift his glasses as he focused on the computer screen. his beauty- his very being was captivating.

you never noticed it before but his nose had a small, almost unnoticeable, dorsal hump. soon enough, your mind went where no one's should be, especially on the day you confess and start dating. you wanted to fuck his face, plain and simple. sure, it was a bit too soon to have those thoughts but, really. who cares? you cuffed a pretty man with a pretty nose- you just can't help yourself!

"are you alive over there?" your physician's monotone voice almost makes you jump, "you've been staring at me for quite a while," his voice now laced with faux concern, "i couldn't get your attention for almost a minute."

you clear your throat, smoothing out your dress as you stand up. your fingers picked at each other as you got closer to him. zayne's mind drifts briefly from the task at hand as he watches you through the corner of his eyes, taking in the long silk sundress you chose to wear. the dress hugged all the right places and was quite flattering on you. for it to be the first formal piece of attire he'd see on you- it was like a blessing.

"when are we gonna leave? our reservation's in thirty minutes." you sigh, leaning over his desk and taking a peek at his computer before ultimately resting your head on the wooden surface, staring at his hands as the unfamiliar terms and long words on the screen annoyed you to no end.

"soon, my love, and stop hurting yourself. we won't be late." he places his left hand in yours, eyes not leaving the screen before him as he holds his breath in your presence. that was the end of it. you knew him well enough to know that. your begging would only result in the same monotone voice, the only difference being the almost unnoticeable annoyance that laced his words. it made no sense to fight back. you struggle not to release another sigh, your eyes never leaving the handsome man in front of you.

well, at least he has his beauty going for him despite being strict.

your hand reaches up to his face, delicately tracing the lines of his nose, following the curve of his high nose bridge upwards with your finger. just as you barely tilt his glasses, he stops you— his large, cold hand gripping your wrist. the interaction sends shivers down your spine as his eyes stare into yours with an intensity that leaves you wanting.

zayne finally lets out a breath, "is there something on my face for you to be staring at it for so long? the more you distract me, the longer this will take." your nickname follows— the word leaving his mouth sweetly in comparison to the others.

a murmur leaves your pretty, glossy lips, having swiped your tongue over them one too many times in the past three minutes, "you just have a pretty nose..." you trail off.

your physician tilts his head, eyes never leaving your face as he reads your body language. you were nervous- that was obvious but you were also hiding something, "what do you like about it?"

your cheeks feel warm and you find yourself averting his gaze as your head leaves the desk, the area now occupied with your elbows, "you have a dorsal hump."

he hums, "that i do... is that all you like?" your breath hitches and you cross your legs.

planting your palms on the wooden surface, you quickly attempt to rise from the desk only to find yourself being pulled back into place. zayne had dragged you back to him with the same singular hand that gripped your wrist. he was enjoying this, you could tell. it was never in his nature to pry so deeply even when it pertained to him so to see him show his true colours the day you begin dating...

"zayne..."

"come here." he hoarsely whispers as he stands up, taking a step closer to you before pulling you towards him, closing the distance between you two. his hand finally lets go of your wrist, opting to place both of them at the sides of your body, resting them on the desk behind you. you feel yourself leaning further against the table as he gets closer, until eventually, you find yourself almost sitting on it. he had you trapped.

zayne sighs, his head now resting on your shoulder as you eye the way his hand moves. just barely brushing your hip, he slides his hand down from your lower arm into your palm. one thing about zayne: he frequently has dreams about you- perverted ones at that. he was never proud of them but, god, did he indulge in them whenever they came along. you'd walk around the hospital every week, clueless about how he wished to secretly take you, not in front of everyone, though- he wants it to be away from prying eyes, but never prying ears.

while roaming akso and attending to duties, he'd regularly spot you in the corner of his eye- he doesn't like to admit it but he does make an attempt to cross paths with you at least once before seeing you in his office when you come for appointments. in your little skirt, you'd bend down to receive the same drink from the same secluded vending machine- the plush of your thighs on display for him to see. the sight would always leave his throat dry as he either speaks to you, forcing himself to let go of all the lewd thoughts and have a proper conversation, or he turns around quickly, as if he'd committed a sin, only to come back to that very same area every two weeks to commit the same act.

sometimes, just as he's about to address you, he hears your friend calling out to you with a sulky demeanour. it was always that same friend named rafayel too, never anyone different. deep down, he wishes for that kid to stop clinging to you like a lost puppy, showing up at akso, begging for your attention as he claims he fell down the stairs or got a cramp in his finger. he also occupies a hospital bed from time to time by admitting himself when he really doesn't need to but that's the least of zayne's grievances with him. zayne's always dreamed of wanting everyone, especially rafayel, to know you're his. and now that you two are dating, he's one step closer to said desire.

you feel two pecks on your shoulder blade and one on your palm. he brings your hand up to cup his cheek, "tell me what else you like about my nose, (name)." his tone was more commanding than anything, seemingly laced with jealousy and annoyance- not towards you, of course- never towards you. he'd never spoken to you that way before but, god, do you like it.

you watch as his fingers graze yours softly, his eyes only ever leaving yours when he closes them, revelling in the warmth your hand brings his cold, freezing body.

"i... " you feel his knee grazing your thigh as you try to spit something out.

"you can say it. no matter how vile and vulgar your thoughts may be... i want you to say it," after reassuring you, he asks once more, "what else do you like about my nose, (name)?"

a soft gasp leaves your lips as you feel his knee push further up your dress, "say it," he whispers, his lips now grazing your ear as his hand reaches for the back of your neck.

"i love how easy it looks to ride, zayne, fuck-" your words get muffled as zayne kisses you intensely. the feeling has you dizzy as the farthest you've gotten were the pecks initiated by you earlier that day and the ones he initiated just a few minutes ago.

his other hand grips your waist tightly as he presses himself into you further, his hands now the only thing keeping you from falling back onto the table. with the way he handled you, it was like he couldn't get enough. your very scent allured him.

"is this okay?" his lips withdraw yours as he begins leaves pecks on your cheek and neck as he awaited your response.

a nod and hum left you as you stared at the windows, looking at the reflection and taking pleasure in the way he kissed your body. but he stops.

as you were about to turn to him and ask what was wrong, a strict stare was all it took. his brownish-green eyes pierced into yours in the reflection of the glass. his eyebrows raised as he waited for something from you. he wanted words. he needed to hear, through proper verbal communication, that you wanted this.

"yeah..." you sound almost breathless facing him, "yeah, i wanna do this."

a small smile reaches his lips before he kisses you again. more deeply, more lovingly. he was relishing in your very being. the girl who he'd pined for was finally his after fifteen long years.

the hand gripping your hip would soon spread around your waist as the other rested on the fabric covering your thigh—a fabric that he would push up in annoyance as he needed to feel you bare.

his thumb would involuntarily twitch, grazing and pushing at your cunt as he squeezed and rubbed the plush of your inner thigh, the cold pressure being felt through the sheer panties you wore had you shivering.

"zayne.." your impatience was getting the best of you and zayne could see it. he chuckles as he bunches your silky sundress up at your waist and hooks his long pointer and index fingers around the last piece of fabric that bars you from him- teasing him with the dampness that left it looking a deeper colour than usual.

before he can ask, you give him the confirmation he needs, raising your hips, "take it off... please?"

he obeys, a little too willingly as if his patience was also wearing thin, and a soft 'fuck' leaves his lips as he stares at your dripping cunt, the vulgar word shocks the both of you.

he can only chuckle as he eyes the dress straps that had fallen off your shoulder, "the things you do to me." ever so slowly, his cold hands push the straps further down, pulling your arms from out of it. your breasts were now on display for him as the dress slid down, grazing your sensitive nipples in the process and stopping at your diaphragm.

you look away, gnawing on your lip. it set a weird feeling in your stomach knowing he was fully dressed in his doctorly attire while you were bare, exposed for him to see- for him to examine. you feel his hand rest back on your cunt, the other hand grasping your chin to look at him. he wasn't overly rough but the hold was quite strong and decisive. every breath and movement from zayne exuded dominance.

"don't hide from me, pretty girl, you know better than that." the pet name has you shuddering, paired with the fact that he began to gently prod at your entrance with his index finger before allowing you to suck him in completely, his thumb softly touching your clit occasionally as he inspects you.

his lips find yours once more, his tongue prodding your mouth and you can't help but whine at the feeling as he slowly introduces another finger. with every touch from him, you feel your breath leaving and your hands gripping harshly at the edges of the tables, almost piercing your skin.

zayne eventually touches something. something that leaves you even wetter than before. his fingers prodded and rubbed at you- at that spongy spot in your cunt that's been begging to be touched by him for a while.

"oh, wait- fuck!" you break the kiss as an involuntary hiccup leaves you. zayne grunts in annoyance, pushing lips back onto yours in an instant- his fingers increasing in momentum as he targets that pleasurable spot.

you find yourself sliding off the edge of the table as your body trembles with every thrust. despite still gripping the table, you almost collapse onto your knees if not for the man in front of you catching you. all while holding you, zayne doesn't let up- the squelching sounds your wet entrance makes flood the room, fueling him to keep going. he was so hell-bent on making you cum one way or another.

"c'mon, be a good girl for me. do this one thing for me 'n i'll let you ride my face. c'mon pretty girl." you couldn't see his eyes anymore. his fringes covered them as he looked down at your cunt, taking in the lewd noises that followed with every thrust of his finger and the clear, wet mess that started to drip down your thighs.

you can't help but nod, "anyth-ing for you." the abuse on your cunt and the way his mouth kisses at your nipples and sternum were taking your breath away. he was touching at all the right spots at all the right times.

your head throws itself back as the increasing pressure builds up in your stomach and you can't help but hold his wrist in an attempt to try and push him off of you. zayne, still, is relentless in his actions but he does raise his head to read your expressions and listen to your mumbled, repetitive 'yes's affirming him of how badly you want it.

"gonna cum. gonna cum, please lemme cum." you repeat over and over again as your nails dig crescent moon shapes into your lover's lower arm.

zayne chuckles, his fingers continuing at the same pace, never ceasing, "you can come whenever you want to, lovely. your hand is what's pushing me away."

your eyes shut tightly as the orgasmic feeling washes over you, basking in the complete and utter loss of the control you have over your body. you feel your eyes roll into into the back of your head behind your lids and your mouth parts as broken, whiny moans leave your lips. your lover smiles as he feels your walls spasm, clamping around his fingers repeatedly, harmonious with the way your thighs shiver.

you come down from your high rather slowly and zayne lifts you up, helping you move closer to the couch while you try to get your eyes to focus and attempt to beat the fatigue washing over you.

"you said you wanted to ride me, hmm?" zayne hums, itching in anticipation unbeknownst to you. you nod a bit nervously as you try to catch your breath, watching as he sits down and brings you to him by your waist, bunching your dress at your hips in the process. your cunt was almost lined up with his mouth.

"zayne, wait. i think i'm still s-ensitive," you say between gasps as you feel his breath fanning out onto your clit.

a hum leaves his lips and he looks at his watch briefly, "i don't think we have that much time, my love. it'll feel good, i promise. but if you want, we can wait until later tonight?" he kisses your thigh. there was no way in hell you were going to 'wait until later tonight.' the ache in your cunt from the anticipation would be too much for you to handle.

"hmm, it's okay..." you shake your head as you whisper tiredly, the post-orgasm drowsiness hitting you hard. he smiles as he lays down, taking you by the hand and leading your body closer to his face. his hands reach up towards his glasses. daintily holding them by the frame, he slips them off his face to place them on the glass table to the side of you.

the sight makes you pout and zayne, being zayne, catches it.

"what? do you also like my glasses too?" he smirks, bringing your hips to lay on him. you nod as you hesitantly let yourself be guided onto his chest.

"and when you get too rough and you break them, what then?" he questions, sass lacing his tone while his eyes focus on your cunt, watching it drip all your cum all over his shirt. the fact that he said 'when' and not 'if' had your body twitching. still, annoyance riddles your body and you roll your eyes. he's always ten steps ahead of you.

“ugh.. you’re so…” you’re at a loss for words and zayne can’t help but smile at your reaction.

he grips your hips roughly pulling you up to his face, "hmm...that's enough banter for now. don't be shy. 'm gonna ease you into it. and yes...i'll be fine, i promise."

with the constant reassurance, you build up enough courage to sit on him and almost immediately does his tongue find your clit, occasionally tracing around your labia and prodding your entrance.

"ha— zayne. wait!" a high-pitched strangled moan leaves your lips and the man grunts under you as your body lifts itself off of him in shock. zayne feels his eyes almost roll into the back of his head as he briefly catches a glimpse of how your pretty, puffy cunt pulsates around absolutely nothing. as he comes to his senses, his arms quickly lock around your legs, bringing you back down and keeping you in your rightful place— on top of him.

your moans get louder and louder and soon enough zayne finds himself humming satisfyingly into you, sending vibrations all throughout. to hear your cries of pleasure just from this, alone? while you tasted so good? zayne was in his own icy wonderland.

"waited years for this pussy and it's finally mine." he mumbles deliriously, and you nod, "all your— hmpf, fuck, all yours." he was fucking insatiable, arms tightening around your thighs as he forced you to press further down onto him. tears start to well in your eyes.

at this rate, zayne's cock was harder than ever before and you, yourself, notice that as you lean back, palm accidentally pressing down onto his erection, touching on the bounds of both pain and pleasure for him. a soft moan leaves him as he takes his mouth off of you for a moment, thick cock throbbing with want.

"wait," he says between shallow gasps for air, "not yet. i just want to focus on you right now... can you let me do that?" you nod and he slaps your thigh, which quickly has your spurting out multiple 'yes's in an apologetic tone.

you feel your body lifting to which you whine, tears falling in thick globs as you unconsciously hump the air for some needed friction, your pussy once again clamping around nothing, as you assume some sort of punishment was about to begin.

zayne watches you amusingly. it was quite a pathetic sight- one he loved, don't get him wrong but the thoughts that flowed into his mind weren't nice— slapping your ass, pinching your thigh or edging you every time you forgot to properly address him, tears falling down your face as you apologize and pout, begging to be fucked. god, he could feel his cock twitch in his pants.

it was the first official day of dating, though, so he wanted to cut you some slack and slowly ease you into things.

he finally puts you back down- noticeably, a bit further up his face. his arms lock you back in place, preparing himself in case you decide to run away from him again.

if anything, he'll ease you into things by forcing you to fuck yourself one orgasm into the other on his face.

"ride my face. fuck yourself using my nose." those words have your cunt spasming as you don't hesitate to listen to him.

your body jerks slowly as you ground down on him, his tall nose repeatedly tapping and prodding at your clit. zayne doesn't hesitate to continue his past ministrations, his tongue flat against you, sliding across your folds with every thrust from you.

"z-zayne. fuck." you moan as you grip the couch's arm for dear life, your body unconsciously speeding up as you look at the boy beneath you sitting so still and pretty for you with his eye half-lidded as his mouth softly parted. and, of course, the stimulation from his nose was just not helping.

zayne was drenched, soaked with your juices and he wouldn't let up. air lessened with each breath for him but he didn't care. in fact, he pushed his head further up into you. he loved it. he loved drowning in you.

"would love to have you sit on my face more often," he murmurs to himself as he feels your fingers entangle themselves in his hair, thighs locking and trembling around his head from the vibrations. zayne pushes his head up into your cunt even further, the hump on his hose throwing you for a loop.

"zayne. zay—fuck, fuck. oh, god!" you just couldn't get his name out of your mouth. it's as if he was currently conditioning you to focus on him— to know only him in this moment. he smiles, "it's alright, you can cum, baby. no one's stopping you. get off on my nose and mouth, baby. that's it." the sounds his face created with your pussy were oh, so lewd. it filled the entire room as your physician acted like you were a cup of fresh water waiting for him after he stayed in the sahara for a little too long.

soft whimpers leave your lips as you feel yourself sobbing. the pressure building up was too intense.

"come on, give it to me." the man under you grunts as he feels his dick twitch incessantly. no matter how badly he wanted to, zayne just couldn't resist palming himself. his tongue continues to fuck you sloppily, relishing in the act as he lapped up the savoury, dripping cum from you and spit from him like a dog. all while he played with your nipples, either groping, slightly grazing, or circling them. you name it.

you feel your legs thrash as a loud moan rips from your throat before you even realize what's coming. your body can't stop shaking and all you see is white yet zayne doesn't stop eating you out, his lips now encircling your clit and as he grips your legs even stronger, forcing you to relish in the harsh suction and vibrations as he moans along with you from the sight of you before him.

you squirt all over him, short bursts leaving your cunt to shower the man under you. the shock and embarrassment don't even last long as a gasp in pleasure leaves you- zayne was still on you, eyes closed as he lapped up every last drop you had offered him. he realized you came, his dick leaking pre-cum and twitching from the fact, but never truly processed it, fucking you through your orgasm and into the next one while not taking into account your sensitivity. you had no time to catch your breath.

"h—hey. wait... zayne!" you squirm. he hums unconsciously as he digs himself further into your cunt, overstimulating you with the flicks of his tongue. it's as if he can't stop. it's as if can't hear you. or maybe he just doesn't want to hear you.

"no more! hmphf— shit!" you repeatedly tap his shoulder as you continue to shake, your hips unconsciously still grinding into his face while your upper body rocks with sensitivity, nipples harder than ever and goosebumps riddling your skin. your thighs were practically squeezing his head now.

"one more for me baby, one more. please. just one more for me." zayne murmurs as he gasps for air. he looks as if he's lost his mind. his hair is dishevelled, with some parts of his fringes sticking up while the rest just barely covers his eyes. he really looks like a pervert that came straight out of a hentai in the moment. it was quite a sight.

the longer you stare, the more he looks blurry- your vision was becoming obscured, your senses simultaneously heightening as a result while the pressure in your tummy begins to build once more.

"hng— zayne, 'm gonna cum!" you sob, voice booming throughout the entire office as you feel yourself twitch, overstimulation ravaging your body. zayne's nails dig further into your hips, breaking skin, and the sharp pain allows you to finally let go. your back arches as your orgasm engulfs you, cum squirting out of you in bursts smaller yet more powerful than earlier.

"oh fuck—" a low, cracked whine leaves your boyfriend, his neck arching as he struggles to contain himself from quivering. his body shudders as he gently kisses your cunt and thighs. a fucked out look paints his face as he tries to catch his breath, his hand softly rubbing your waist in an attempt to calm you— and himself— down as he feels unusually lightheaded.

silence follows for a bit as you come down from your high and push yourself off of your lover's face who seemed very quiet—and not the usual quiet. there was something different about the air. hesitantly, you sit on his chest.

"zayne," you whisper nervously, "are you okay?"

zayne clears his throat, blinking harshly at the ceiling with his chest still heaving as his ears and cheeks are dusted red- his pretty mouth red, swollen and glistening with you. he swallows, avoiding eye contact with you as he tries to collect himself. you've never seen him like this... so shy, so embarrassed.

the silence that follows as your question goes unanswered causes anxiety to riddle through you, "did i do something wron-" "no," he interrupts not wanting to upset you in any way, "just... a minor miscalculation."

feeling relaxed, you push yourself down further onto his waist in an attempt to lay on top of him, "a minor miscalculation? what-"

oh.

you're shocked... and flattered as you feel a deeply soaked wet spot on his pants.

"i was too distracted and forgot about resisting my orgasm," he murmurs, not making eye contact. you smile, "hmm, i can tell. but don't be embarrassed, zayne. i find it a little hot... well, very hot." you chuckle. the reassurance was nice but, truth be told, he wanted his first load with you to be inside your glistening cunt, with you begging and pleading with him to give it to you, just like in his dreams.

one side of his lip curls up slightly, "i still can't believe i orgasmed untouched. though, this is my first time so i suppose it's not unusual."

just as you're about to lay on his chest, your body jerks upwards, "wait, what? you're a virgin, too? how'd you even know to do all th-"

"human anatomy," he interrupts, "being a surgeon, your physician and your boyfriend- it's quite necessary. and though i don't watch, a common assumption would be pornography."

embarrassment riddles your face and you mentally berate yourself for asking a stupid question as he kisses you, "... and i may have read some forums." his tone was soft and wispy, almost slipping past your ears. curiosity runs through you as you look up past his head at the computer. oh, that search history needed to be investigated.

"don't even think about it. i have a computer for work and another for personal use." he rolls his eyes.

gently, he lifts you from his waist and places you onto the couch just as he rises from it. he begins unbuttoning the cuffs of his dress shirt, wiping your cum residue from off his face onto the sleeves, "relax a bit. you need to come down from your high. we shouldn't miss the reservation if we leave in a minute... or three."

"wait, what about your work?"

zayne stops untying his tie to look at you. his head tilts and his eyebrow raises in the most comical way possible as if to say 'you can't be serious right now.'

"okay, fair. and.. your clothes? do you have an extra pair?" the moment you close your mouth you see zayne open a large closet filled with various button-ups and dress pants for varying occasions. as you take a closer look, you notice that they're organized by gradient and paired. not a single piece of clothing was out of place.

it was your turn to give him 'the look' as you scanned the closet before pointing at a paired outfit, a black turtleneck with matching dress pants. looking in that direction, zayne nods, taking the clothes from out the storage unit and undressing himself.

you feel your cheeks warm as you catch a glimpse of his bare back. you have yet to see him undressed and, to be honest, you don't want it to be now considering the two of you had plans after dinner. the sooner you fix your clothes the faster that time will arrive so that's what you do.

looking away, you notice something is missing- your panties. you quietly search for your underwear and it's nowhere to be seen. you scan the concrete floor and the velvet couches before directing your attention to the akso employee, only to catch him pushing sheer material into his pocket in silence just as you were about to query the fabric's whereabouts.

the two of you make eye contact once more. his face holds no emotion but he does turn around rather quickly, blush blooming at his ears once again as he looks at his computer before closing it and gathering the rest of his belongings.

note(s)💀. no one can come for me about the dorsal hump cause i found someone that happens to think the same thoughts as me! also i just finished day 2 of the valentine event??? zayne may have a sensitive neck ??? or am i just delusional??? + fav zayne edit if u care😼 also if i forgot something in the warnings plz dont hesitate to tell me! + i would love constructive crisitism just be nice abeg.

[dynsdiary]

━━ my pov of ellie iii

warnings : use of yn, lowkey self inserted uhh, using spotify cause the blend thingy but PLEASE BOYCOTT SPOTIFY GUYS !!!

cr : @idontgetanysleep & pinterest for the pics

ellie's taglist (lmk if u wanna be add / remove) : @ellstronaut , @dinaissoprettyoml , @julienology , @euphternal , @sapphhicslut

also chat, boop me !!

part i ⟶ part ii

DAILY CLICK

DONT BUY TLOU

WAYS TO HELP PALESTINE

⭐️ she’s the type of person who is not into pda that much (but you guys still do pda like holding hands/hand on waist or shoulder & some kisses here n there) BUT SHE LOVE YOU LOUD & PROUDLY!! 🍮 all of her social media bios would be something like “taken by @yourtag” or “e + your initial : ♡” or “i love my wife” KNOWING DAMN WELL YALL ARE NOT MARRY (yet… 😏) 🕯️ her page would be filled with your pictures / something that has you in it. and would caption like “she saw it first” or “yn chose it for me” like okay we get it ellie 🙄✋

⭐️ GUYS HEAR ME OUT!!!! she’s the type that would wait for you to get ready and be like “oh it's okay, i can wait. just make sure to be safe & look pretty f’me” LIKE HIHIRHEUDBSOANA 🍮 would let you do her hair (tiny braids !!!) 🕯️ she so corny guys i just know it

⭐️ omg few months or maybe even weeks of you two talking she would be asking you if you have spotify (boycott spotify guys!!) and ask you if you wanna do a blend, she just wanna know you better through your music taste 🍮 WOULD TOTALLY FREAK OUT WHEN THE RESULTS ARE ABOVE 80 “she’s my soulmate, i knew it” and do hand YES! gesture thingy (pls know what im saying (◞‸◟) ) 🕯️ why, just why, her gf had to live 34764482939 away from her!! (ellie is being dramatic but so real)

⭐️ WOULD LEARN YOUR FAV SONGS TO PLAY ON HER GUITAR AND SENT YOU VIDEOS OF HER PLAYING IT AND BE LIKE “for you, baby” or post it on her story and captioned (?) “for my girl @yourtag” 🍮 i know she makes a lot of playlists for you. started when you were her crush, then you were in the talking stage with her, then the two of you dating, then songs that reminded her of you

🕯️ SHE WOULD SING TO CLAIRO's SONGS WITH YOUU AND DANCING AROUND IN THE KITCHEN OR 3 AM TO THE SMITHS OMGOMG

⭐️ her home & lock screen is your picture, it doesn’t matter if the pictures of both of you tgt or just you. 🍮 matching stuff with you LIKE HELLO YES SHE LOVE IT !!!! immediately drop everything when you ask her if she wanna matches w you, per examples :

🕯️ she just a biggest simp ever!!! ⭐️ loveee calling you especially facetime, she just adore looking at your pretty face, your sweet smile & listen to your cute laughs every time ellie cracks a joke. 🍮 would cut & peel fruits for you, and you do it to her as well 🕯️ text you in 3 in the morning for her & you scolding her for not sleeping

⭐️ blurts out i love you one time and since then she just wont stop saying how much she loves you 🍮 since you guys are in ldr :(, ellie had to give you gifts & all that by giving you a package but the good thing is that you can keep the letters she wrote for you and the drawing she gave you as well !! 🕯️ HER FRICKING JOURNAL IS FULL WITH YOU..... not kidding...and some sweet details that she had noticed about you

⭐️ always tweeting how she wished she's with you and would diff tweet something like " 'if she wanted, she would', then WHY IS SHE NOT TELEPORTING HERE, NEXT TO ME, LAYIN ON MY ARM, WHYYY" (this is so me coded lol)

🍮 omg would do streaks with you to update abt each other's day and also locket

🕯️ timezone sucks so be ready to be wake to 99+ tiktoks ellie had sent you while you were sleeping. (you did the same thing too)

⭐️ movie night every friday !!

🍮 few years of ldr and both you & ellie had decided to moved in together

🕯️ would surprise you once in awhile and vice versa

⭐️ girly would treat the teddy bear that you gifted her like its her CHILD (it is)

🍮 ellie who loves you very dearly

🕯️ ellie is your girlfriend & also now, your roommate (hehe hinted)

REMINDER !!

that neil is a zionist and therefore dont buy his games, doesnt matter remastered or not !!!

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[gurofushi]

a–tt–en–t–i–on

꣑୧ tsukishima kei x fem! reader. (fluff)

summary; it had been a long day and you were craving for your boyfriend's attention. thing is, all his attention was being occupied by some stupid mobile game.

warnings; nsfw implications but dw nothing actually happens, mentions of murder (in video games but ill put this here just in case) <3

(apologies for any grammar mistakes, english is not my first language^^)

“you have slain an enemy!”

you silently grumbled to yourself as you watched tsukishima furiously tap and slide his fingers against his phone's screen.

you had just gotten home from a long shift at work and now, all you wanted to do was to lay down and cuddle with your boyfriend of 6 months.

much to your dismay, he didn't seem to have any interest in getting comfy with you any time soon.

tsukishima had his eyes fixed on the game, occasionally furrowing his eyebrows and clenching his jaw as his long, slender fingers skilfully moved along his screen in quick motions.

you had to admit it though, he looked so attractive like this.

but you were too tired and pissed at the moment, so you kept your cool.

time had passed, you ended up just sitting there at the edge of your bed and patiently waited for him to finish the match.

‘he's been playing for 30 minutes now, how much longer is this match going to take?!’

you thought as you sighed and decided that you would just lay down next to him, not caring about cuddles anymore.

you turned your body away from him and pulled out your own phone to entertain yourself before you went to sleep.

tsukishima knew you were upset.

he felt so bad and wanted to put away his phone as soon as you entered the room, but he couldn't do so cause yamaguchi, hinata and kenma were playing with him.

the four teamed up and started a group call, despite all of then being to focused to say anything (hinata was screaming at the top of his lungs because he kept dying).

he figured that since he was playing as a party with his friends, he could end the match faster and smother you with cuddles right after.

he was dead wrong, though.

hinata was having problems with his connection, resulting in him being targeted by the enemy team as easy prey.

tsukishima ended up having to carry the rest of his team and did most of the killing, while his teammates pushed through the enemy base.

after a long and painful 43 minutes, the match finally ended with his team's victory.

he was, unsurprisingly, crowned the mvp and got sent a few praises by both his teammates and the enemy's team.

he payed no mind to them though, immediately exiting the game and hanging up on his friends before he placed his phone on the bedside table.

he finally turned to you and shot you an apologetic look, even though you couldn't see it since you were facing the other way.

you nearly jumped when you felt tsukishima wrap his arms around your waist.

the blonde had pressed himself up against you and you could feel his hot breath on your neck.

you almost melted in his touch, but you quickly swallowed your feelings back in when you remembered that you were still mad at him for ignoring you.

“y/n,” he called you in a soft tone, yet his voice was hoarse.

you pretended that you didn't hear him, but he knew damn well that you heard him.

“look at me, please.” he said, gently grabbing your chin to turn at him.

when he saw that you still refused to look at him, he spoke up again.

“'m sorry, baby,” he apologized. “i should've stopped playing earlier–.. but im here now. im all yours, doll.”

your eyes shifted to look at him with a longing gaze.

he was stunned when you immediately wrapped your hands around him and shoved your head into the crook of his neck.

“stupid game..” he chuckled at your grumpy remark and placed his hands on your back to rub comforting circles against your thin pyjamas.

he placed a small kiss on the top of your head and continued to listen to you grumbling about how much you despised that game of his.

“i know, baby, i know.”

+ bonus! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)☆

“hey, how'd you do that by the way?” you asked after you finished ranting to him about how jealous you always felt whenever his friends got to play with him everyday on that stupid game.

“do what?” he raised an eyebrow.

“you knowww.. that.”

“i can't understand you when you're being all cryptic with your words like that, y/n. speak up.”

you sighed in embarrassment, you felt like you probably shouldn't have said that, knowing well that tsukishima would never let you live peacefully once he knew that you found his fingers attractive.

“..howdidyoumoveyourfingerssoquicklylikethat? iswearialmostgotdizzywatchingthemmovebackandforthlikethat.”

(translation: how did you move your fingers so quickly like that? i swear i almost got dizzy watching them move back and forth like that.)

“what?”

“what.”

he simply laughed, finding it amusing that you got so flustered by just watching his fingers earlier.

“practice. lots of it. you wanna test and see just how fast they can go, doll?”

“what.”

“what.”

[starsomens]

𝕂𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕟

Finding out

I write about Eden a lot however Keaton was your first baby. This happened about a year and a half after you and Noah had gotten married, find out that you are pregnant with your first baby! And that was Keaton :)

Of course, you both were aware of the risk since you guys didn’t use a lot of protection during the first year of marriage and you’re OK with that. During this pregnancy, you both actually had noticed you’re missing period

It was about nine at night after I got home from the studio, when you had told him you were feeling a little weird and you had your suspicions so you both take a trip to the convenience store and buy two boxes of tests just because there were such things as false positives and you wanted to be sure of the results

This was a somewhat planned pregnancy. You knew the risks that would happen and you both came to an agreement that if you did fall pregnant you’d take it as it was and be happy about it

“Do you want me to come with you?”

“ so you can watch me pee on a stick?”

Well, he seen more than that already but you were sure he was just nervous.

He was. He paced, he sat on the couch for like 3 minutes, got up and listened to the bathroom door. Deadass looked up long long a pregnancy test took and went to knock on your door

“Baby? Are you okay? Do you need any help or-“ you opened the door and you swore you saw how panicked he was

“Noah, honey I’m fine…..I haven’t looked yet” you said as you hand him the rest that was wrapped back in the wrapper

“Oh okay….hey it’s okay, we’ll open it together” we both stood there in a space to move while he takes test out of the wrapper and flips it.

“ITS POSITIVE OH MY GOD-“

You were running around the house not finding a better way to get your energy out

“Baby? Baby, we’re gonna…we’re gonna HAVE a baby. Oh god….a baby!” Then Noah started running after you and finally caught you in a Hug

“Wow…..Noah…I’m….im pregnant!”

“You are princess” he just starts kissing the top of your head and nuzzling you. He then pulls back and comes down to your belly button and you can feel your cheeks blush

“Hey there, I’m your….dad! Or I’m gonna be your dad…..yeah…..I’m gonna be your dad”

He now has a habit of rest his head on your stomach. He feels closer to you and the baby, that wasn’t even the size of a strawberry at the moment.

I don’t really see him as someone made the appointment because he was so excited

“ when is your next earliest appointment?….mhm… at 2? That’s perfect. I can come in with her right? Okay thank you.”

While you waited for your appointment, a lot of symptoms at first, but the closer the day the more nauseous you were feeling. And of course on the date of appointment was when you first experienced morning sickness, and it was awful.

You were very close to canceling the appointment and going on a different day. However, if it wasn’t for Noah helping you out and soothing your nausea you would’ve just crawled back into bed.

1st trimester

Noah has big hands and he put those big hands to use. He holds your hair back with one hand and he rubs circles on your back with the other.

While you brush your teeth from the nasty bitter flavor, he wants to get you some water. the kids make sure you drink all the water

He was very excited for the first appointment, and since this was your first child, he took every pamphlet on any kind of information that you guys would need it. He’ll just read out all the facts to you while you’re waiting in the room for your doctor

He may have went a bit over his head with how much you’d be able to see at this point but still amazing that the tiny little blob on the screen would soon become your baby

“

“I’d say you’re just about tipping 2 weeks. Still a early on, so you should still enjoy this wonderful early symptoms unfortunately”

You had never seen him so focused as he looked at the screen and subconsciously played with your fingers.

You had never seen his eyes sparkle as much as they did when you had gotten a small sonogram of your first appointment. He was all smiles and was already clearing days so he’d be able to come to the appointments with you.

Time was your first baby.

Nothing I’d put out

Everything is kept LOWKEY, UNDER WRAPS, IN PRIVATE

The only people who knew were the boys and direct management so they knew about any kind of up coming appointments, or change of plans and dates. He was already protective of you but now you’re carrying a baby! Your baby!

He just feels the need to keep you safe and comfortable and secure

Definitely takes pictures each week that passes to document progress and of course create memories to look back on. Works on a top secret project in his studio for the baby as well. He makes a video documentary for the baby, starting from when he found out and every time you have a milestone

2nd trimester

3 months down, 6 to go!

Your morning sickness is finally easing up and you can actually get up in the morning and get your things done.

Or can you?

Aside from the morning sickness finally subsiding you’re not just very sleepy and you love to take morning naps preferably right after you wake up if you’re a stomach sleeper, Noah is definitely making sure that you’re starting to sleep on your sides or on your back. He’s already offered to buy you a pregnancy pillow so that you can avoid sleeping on your stomach, even though your bump is still not showing.

You’ll get bloated from something you eat and your baby girl over it and you kinda have to ruin the moment. It’s just food, but that’s what it would look like.

His wish does come true. Once you get into your five month mark you start showing and he is over the moon about it. If you scroll through his gallery, it’s a bunch of pictures of your bump from different angles his favorite one, that is now his wallpaper is a picture of you on the sofa with a bullet chips. Stuffing your face while his head is in your lap and he took a picture from that angle and he is in love with it.

The first trimester, it is a time where you both agree to tell anyone else that you are close with meaning any kind of family or very close friends from either one of your sides. You also start to rearrange things in the house. Luckily, you did have an extra room that was mostly being used for storage than Noah was starting to clean out to turn into a nursery.

And has pitched the ideas to his team to make clothes from the band

So that he can start with his baby and he could look hard-core

He definitely does his research and wonders if his type of music would be great for development for the baby to hear. Either way he does sing to your baby bump. Whether it’s songs in general that everyone knows or songs that he and the band wrote.

For sure, seeing because in a sense, he wants them to know that since the day they were conceived, he would be there for them and even beyond

You’ve also noticed faster when his face is right up against your bump, which sometimes is a little uncomfortable for you, but you don’t have the heart to move in because he looks so content and happy

No, you also went to your OB/GYN and heard the heartbeat and this man started crying in the examination room. of course it was all real from the start, but once he heard the heartbeat, it really just made things so real for him. And yes, he does document this in the video that he’s creating. He also asked the doctor if he could record the heartbeat and he has three different versions of them, he sends them to the guys so that they can hear the sound and also so that he can brag about his baby having a great heartbeat.

This heartbeat will appear in any songs that he makes in his fact in his mind he wanted to be beat for every song in the next album that he makes, but you didn’t argue with him on it saying that it might make the song sound repetitive. Which he argues.

“ there is nothing better than heartbeat. If people don’t like it they obviously have some questionable taste”

Is just completely infatuated with your baby from day one which is something that honestly warms your heart and you couldn’t wait to see him as a dad in action if he was being a great dad now

Really do love to watch how he builds and paints the nursery. He doesn’t let you do anything because he doesn’t want you breathing in the harsh chemicals of whatever he’s using and because he he just wants you to rest and let the baby grow. He said your job was to grow the baby and let him take care of you. Which honestly you cannot argue on. It sound of like a great deal.

You guys paint the nursery, a neutral color only because you wanted the sex of your baby to stay a surprise until the day that they’re born so every time you go to your appointment, he makes sure to say no gender please when he enters the room by now all of thenurses, assistance, doctors they all say the most proud father they have ever met, whose baby isn’t even born yet it’s very charming.

He has definitely put in paternity leave already for when after you give birth so he doesn’t even have to worry about going back in to work so soon because he wants to help you out at home once the baby arrives.

When you guys do laundry, definitely separate some clothes into your pile because he knows those are most comfortable for you now. He also loves seeing how big his clothes were on you and how your bump would poke out of his clothes.

Whenever you guys do go to bed, he has a ritual where he says good night to both of you, you eat get kisses good night and I don’t mean a single kiss I mean being smothered by his kisses. Also, he likes to shower with you before bed to help relax you. He massages and washes your back and he goes few too many times over your bump because he likes to feel it

Night and if you ask him what he’s doing, he’ll tell you that he’s having a private conversation with your baby 

But you do pretend to be asleep so that you can hear these infamous conversations, and you were nearly caught because you had a hold in your sniffs because you just want to cry after hearing what he said

“ we are so excited for you to come. I think I’m more excited than Mommy is….. you’re going to love her. She’s amazing, she’s smart and she’s pretty. I hope you have her eyes, and her cute nose, and I hope you laugh like her too…”

3rd trimester

With this pregnancy you showed very little in the first half but now that you’re in the third trimester you really started showing it was like one day you had a little bloating and now it’s like a full-blown baby bump and it was like a huge change for you

he adjusts his cooking for your cravings and what your scene of smell can handle, but he makes sure everything is nutritious and makes sure you take your prenatal vitamins with your meals.

yes, he will get up at 5 am and make you a grill cheese with some chips on the side if that's what he princess wants

But this also means that the baby has started kicking! Every chance he gets Noah is touching your bump (when isn’t he??)

Definitely tried to provoke the kicks and innocent forgets that it kinda hurts you "wow babe did you see that one? That was a huge stretch"

"Yeah, felt it too"

He is also the only one who can get the baby to relax when you couldn't sleep or even sit still because of the kicking and moving and there are 2 version! When he's loving and more strict about it

"hey, hey, hey what's with the party? Having a dance party in there huh? How about let mama sleep for first, then you can party okay?"

Or

"hey, it's 3 am, your mom is overstimulated and needs sleep, which means you should sleep too,"

He lathers you in coco butter and lotion after your showers and massages your hips, back and feet

10/10 pregnancy because he made it barrable

Birth

I've said this somewhere and can't remember where, your pregnancy went according to the due date.

Labor started the day before your due date and delivery was on the day of the due date you were given. Baby, right on time!

Noah had your hospital bag packed and near the hall closet near the door, packed with EVERYTHING you'd need. Towels, clothes, shoes, socks, snacks, chargers, camera, extra underwear, his clothes also if you wanted them instead, hair and skin products, EVERYTHING

Now Noah has done his research and is knowing what to expect for labor. Yes, he watched birthing videos, however while you were pushing he peaked and you SWEAR this man became paler

"A-are you okay-"

"fine. Just focus on breathing okay?" despite his shock or nerves, the main focus was on YOU and the baby,

holds your hand, ties up your hair, gives you water, and anything you asked for

P A I N, because you thought it would be a good idea to experience "raw natural birth" but unfortunately once you broke it was a bit too late for any medication. You were honestly ready to punch Noah for saying

"Should have taken it when we got here," he was joking but he was honestly very anxious about the pain you were feeling burr he knew you needed him to be your support

"Come on baby you got this" "good job, take your time, you're doing great" "You're so strong Y/N...you're almost there"

Once the baby is born and crying NOAH IS CRYING

IT'S A BOY. You're crying and Noah is kissing your head and just spilling his guts out "Baby you did amazing!" "I'm so proud of you Y/N" "He's so perfect Y/N,"

Now you had discussed that if it was boy you would honor his best friend Keaton by giving him his name. You thought it was just so sweet and meaningful and you knew it would be so important to Noah you saw nothing better than that

Keaton was born in late October, so he is born as the next Sassy Sebastion Scorpio as discussed with @darling-millicent-aubrey

Noah constantly says he isn't crying but he is, while you're resting he's just admiring Keaton and speaking to him softly

"hey buddy...oh look at you, kinda feel bad you looks like me more than your mom, but you're so perfect....I love you Keaton.....so much"

And you? Ugh....when he'd look at you, all he'd see was an absolute champion, a goddess...his wife and best friend who had just went through something so big like pregnancy and labor to bring your son into the world

"Y/N....thank you," he caresses your hand with his thumb while he held Keaton in his other arm "Thank you so much baby.....I love you."

「🍼taglist」: @badomensls @darling-millicent-aubrey @lma1986 @sanchez099 @steh-lar-uh-nuhs @flowery-mess @veronicaphoenix @malerieee

[joviepog]

HIII!!!

since u needed requests, im at your service o7

wilbur soot x fem!reader with a love or host and y/n wins and ends up picking love 🫶

love you !! <3 /p

Thanks for the request @lanaxoxoxoxoxox! Thank you for your service! XD

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Love or host

Who: Wilbur x reader

Warnings: Cursing

Pronouns: They / them

Requests: @lanaxoxoxoxoxox

Word count: 1,279 words!

Anything else: God this was harder to make than i thought but oh well! Its out and ready to read! Hope yo enjoy the end result! :D

This story is NOT proofread

“Ten of the most b-beautiful women! Out of millions,” he pauses, “millions of submissions that we had to comb through to be able to find ten perfect ladies that could be for you!” Rajj says excitedly. You giggle a bit but he continues. “Are you excited about it or are you nervous?” He says and you could practically see the cheeky grin on his face. Then you hear the voice you were waiting for. You could hear them and they couldn’t hear you. And you took advantage of this. You gasped silently as you heard his lovely British accent. You felt like such a simp. “I’m both Rajj. I sometimes get the two confused. I feel like I might pass out on this stream. Is that alright with you?” You swoon over his voice and when Rajj speaks you blink out of your thoughts. “Look if you do.. Wilbur if you do pass out...” You look at Wilbur’s screen and he has a goofy smile on his face. “It has never happened before but if you do t-that’s perfectly fine.”

You laugh and you see some others girls do as well. You scan them and realize they are all much more dressed up than you are. You just have plain mascara and a small bit of eyeliner. Everyone else has their hair curled or straighten and your’s s just how it ended up looking after your shower. You look down at your casual often and blush out of embarrassment. You were so underdressed. You hadn’t thought that everyone else would dress up like so nicely… It’s alright though, if he doesn’t pick you for your looks then he shouldn’t pick you at all. Still, you fixed your hair.

“Hi! I’m Wilbur.” You all collectively said hi and he continued, “I’m from London. I play a lot of Minecraft. I do a lot of music. I do a lot of YouTube. I do a lot of streaming.. and uh- that’s pretty much it. Oh. And I’m here with you and Rajj.” He gives a goofy grin and everyone laughs at his awkwardness. “I’m 6 foot five! I don’t know what I weigh.” Wait how tall? Almost instantly someone asked the same thing you were thinking, “Are we still on the same page with the fucking height? What five feet?”

“Yeah..” you said quickly. “Is there something is the room that I can compare myself to?”

“YEAH THE DOOR!” You said quickly as you pointed towards your screen. Wilbur’s eyes widened at your enthusiasm and everyone backed you up. “That’s not a door that’s a big wardrobe.” You laughed and he took off his headphones. He walked up towards the wardrobe and you all gasped as you looked at his height. When he sat back down and Kadyland started to speak. You smiled and you listened to her speak. But what you didn’t know is that Wilbur was staring at your screen the whole time. Listening, but still staring at you. He knew from the moment he saw you that he would pick you. But of course, he would still have to play along.

Kandyland soon finished at wilbur asked, “What’s fourth base?” And you laughed at that comment. Then Niki went, then Bafy went, then Bridgett, then Novur, then Minx, then Sereda, then Ali, then you. You freaked out a bit but you spoke with full confidence. “Hi wilbur my name is U/n.” “Hi U/n” he said quickly before you continued t explain yourself.

“Chat throughout the course of this stream I am actually going to be training wilbur to talk to women since it is his first time. “Aweee.” Came from everyone’s mic and you scoffed, but still smiled. “Yeah I’m actually shaking a bit Rajj.” Then there was a bunch of feedback from the girls and you laughed.“Please don’t give me sympathy it just makes it worse.” This made you burst into laughter and wilbur laughed too.

Then, it was time for the first elimination. Serena was the one who ended up going, and she chose host. Then there was another elimanition, then another then another. Till it was just you and niki. It was time for the one on one date and you couldn’t help but blush a bit. “Who wants to go first?” Asked rajj. You all sat in silence for a moment before niki went.

You talked to rajj for a good moment and then they came back. It was your turn.

“Hi wilbur!” He let out a small chuckle, “Hi. How’s it going?” You gave him a soft smile and that made him melt. As kind as Niki might be her kindness could never compare to your smile. “It going good! How are you Wilbur?” You asked, very genuine. “I- I’m good. I’m just on a dating show right now.” You let out a small giggle “How’s that going?” You said with a smile. “I’m going to tell you something U/n its fucking hard!” You both laughed, “Did it turn out the way you wanted it?”

He stared at his monitor for a moment, trying to make eye contact with you, “I guess we’ll have to see huh?” You stared at his screen and blushed widely but you quickly changed the subject., he laughed at your reaction. “Oh shut it Wil.” He continued to laugh, “So what’s your favorite drink.” He thought for a moment before coming to a conclusion, “Water.” “Water?” You said softly. “Not a lot of people say that.” He smiled, “Oh I know.” There was an awkward silence and you spoke again. “Wilbur?” “Mm?” “Why are you so perfect?”

The timer went off and you blushed at your fowardness. Wilbur’s eyes were wide and you swear you could see a hint of red. “So how do you guys think you did.” “I think it went lovely.” You said with an innocent smile, “I think it went w-well… we found something in common so that was nice.” Niki spoke up and you smiled at her response. She was such a lovely person, you wouldn’t be surprised if she won, she was amazing after all.

Niki started to compliment you and you started to get flustered, she was proving your point. “Same to you Niki!” You said cheerfully. “You’re a lovely person. I know you’ll definitely win!” Then, wilbur came back and you all perked your heads. Rajj was the first to speak, “Whoo! That was the nicest waiting period ever!” Wilbur laughed at this. “Yeah?” He laughed awkwardly, “I feel awful! Very uncomfortable uh..” he laughed.

“The winner of the Rajj(something something)… Is…” here it was. The moment that Niki was getting chosen. You felt your heart break slightly but you kept your smile on. There was a long pause before Rajj spoke again, “U/N!!!” You eyes widened and there was a fake clapping audio heard in the call. Niki cheered for you and you yelled, “Yeah lets go!!!” You giggled and wilbur looked at your screen with a small smile. After a few seconds the cheering was stopped by Rajj. “Don’t start cheering yet. We need to find out if she picked Love or Host.” There was silence in the call and Wilbur prayed you picked love. You already knew what you picked. A smile formed on your face. “They picked….” Silence.

“Love! They picked love Wilbur!” You smiled and opened your arms wide in victory. The chat was going wild and wilbur smiled brightly. The thing soon ended and you and wilbur exchanged numbers. Soon, you two became friends practically fell in love. You were in love.

I’m not sure how much i liked how this turned out but oh well! Enjoy! :D

The video i used. <- Click here!

[jungkookschin]

after y/n finds out that her boyfriend has been cheating on her with her adopted sister, she finds herself entangled with two of the most popular boys at their uni: jake and heeseung.

pairing: soccerplayer!jake x reader, tsundere!heeseung x reader

operation true love!

twenty five: jake has sent you a love point! +1

prev/next

"Shit!"

You practically throw the phone on the ground when the screen reveals that you still have zero love points. Heeseung inches closer to you and places a comforting hand on the small of your back, gently rubbing your back up and down.

"It's fine. We'll go confront Marang tomorrow. I'll call off work," Heeseung says, composed as ever. His nonchalance is comforting- it makes you feel like your potential death isn't even a big deal.

Ra-im and Wonyoung eye each other before looking back at you and Heeseung.

"Go to settings and press history," Ra-im instructs. "It'll tell you who is sending you love points and how many points they send you," she explains.

You nod, following her instructions. Wonyoung peaks over your shoulder, eagerly awaiting the result.

Once the screen finally loads, an awkward silence washes over the room.

“Both of them are sending you love points?” Wonyoung blurts out, almost obnoxiously.

You immediately whip your head towards Jake, who turns his head and avoids your eyes, a pink sheen on his face.

“Jake just sent you another love point!” Ra-im gasps, pointing at the phone.

“Oh my gosh! He sent another one-“ Wonyoung is cut off by Jake, who marches over there and snatches the phone from your hand.

He momentarily looks down at the phone before whipping his head back up. After looking at the phone, he furrows his eyebrows and frowns. “Y/N, why is Kang Minwoo still sending you love points?”

You immediately jolt up and walk over to him, and there it was.

Minwoo has sent you a love point! +1

Jake has sent you a love point! +1

Jake has sent you a love point! +1

Heeseung has sent you a love point! +1

You look up at him, admiring the scowl on his face before his words pull you from a trance. “You still talking to your ex?” Jake questions, irritability laced in his voice.

“What?! No, I’m done with him. Ra-im, tell Jake I’m done with Kang Minwoo.”

Once all eyes in the room shift to Ra-im, she gulps and immediately parrots your words. “Y/N is done with Kang Minwoo.”

“See?!”

“This is so stupid,” Wonyoung marches over and snatches the phone from Jake’s hand. “You guys are fighting like a married couple. I’m ending this love triangle bullshit right now.” She points the phone at Jake, and then browses through his love point history.

She then points the phone at Heeseung and browses through his love point history. Her stoic expression literally gives nothing away.

Her eyes flick towards tours, as if she’s requesting your permission to announce the answer. You gulp but reluctantly nod, also wanting to just get your confession over with. Obviously, you already knew your answer.

“Jake, Y/N has sent you 3000 love points within the past two months. Heeseung, she’s sent you 5 within the past month.”

Your eyes immediately search Jake’s face for a reaction, and when you see nothing but horror on his face, you run out of your room and back to the party.

“Y/N, wait!” Jake calls out, running after you.

Heeseung blows out a stream of air as he leans back in your rolly chair. “It’s not anything I didn’t already know.”

-

Because you have the best luck in the world, you immediately run into Kang Minwoo when you get downstairs. When you stumble back from running into his structure, he grabs your shoulders to stabilize you.

“Y/N?”

You jolt back and frown at him, biting your lip before you speak. “Do you still have feelings for me?” you blurt out.

Minwoo pauses and stares blankly at you, before side eyeing the people around you eavesdropping on your conversation. “Um, do we have to talk about this right now?”

“I just wanna know. What gives you the right to have feelings about me when you cheated on me with my sister? Asshole.”

Minwoo remains tight-lipped, unable to muster up a response.

“Y/N, where are you?!” Jake’s voice echoes through the crowd of people, and you immediately book it, leaving Kang Minwoo speechless.

Why are you running away? You genuinely have no clue. Perhaps it’s the embarrassment that washed through your system when you saw the look on Jake’s face. Perhaps it was the betrayal from your ex that caused you to think you were unlovable. Perhaps it’s your fear that if you date Jake, it’ll burn into ashes and you’ll lose him forever.

You run into the bathroom and lock the door before sinking to the ground.

A few seconds later, you hear Jake knocking on the door. “Y/N! I just want to talk! I feel the same way as you. Please come out!”

“Liar! All men are liars!” You exclaim back, tears now running down your face.

You know that Jake is the furthest thing from a liar, and that he’s one of the most genuine people you know. You have no idea why you’re saying these hurtful things, and when the knocking on the door stops, you think you’ve fucked things up for real.

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[teddie-bear420]

tier list

OPINONS UNDER THE CUT

warning this is super long and ranty but does have some silly doodles ill post else where :)

-teddie bear 420

I have had several dreams about vaggie and lute and alastor, they plage my every waking moment. one was me going to smooch city with alastor (very scary that man does not wash his teeth). the others vaggie just shows up sometimes

really liked vaggie in her angel flash back, her hair cut was so cute, not a fan she still has pink eye but what eves. I LOVE HER PONY TAIL THO, give my girl better hair styles!!!

do you think theyve explored each others bodies?

I hated lute at first cuz, just look at her. you could get snow blindness with how white that woman is oh my lord. but once the 8th episode rolled around with hot women fighting my brain kinda clicked on for our old second in command. i keep going back to her in my brain and slowly morphing her into a heart broken lesbian who has a superiority complex and bullies her crush and then moves on to having a sugar mama situation ship with Lilith.

alastor is just so fun and silly, and there's this one x reader fic that ive made fan art of, you've all seen it. i just love this guy but i like to imagine he's a woman just for me :)

i understand why he is a fan favorite

i love charlies look but i hate how childish she is, like girl you are like 24 kill your friends pimp. nifty molly emily are all so cute and i enjoy looking at them. cant wait for the nifty episode (delusional)

i do love nifty more than the rest of these ones tho. i see lots of folks talking about how nifty is alastors daughter or angel dusts little baby daughter SHUT UP

SHES 25 YEARS OLD AND MURDERED HER HUSBAND IN HER SLEEP. NIFTY CALLED ALASTOR OVER TO HAVE THEIR LUNCH DATE AND HIDE THE BODY!!!

OK maybe nifty lives in my dreams too

do you think theyve explored each others bodies?

mimzy makes me mad cuz the show hated having her there clearly, like why is she the only fat person in hell. dont worry girl, I'll appreciate you once again i have to make alastor a dyke for my own sanity

do you think they-

lilith and rosie are good to look at, i like how rosie talks and her showtunes, god i love her show tunes. pentious is the only yellow dude in hell. velvete looks like ass most of the time but I LOVE A BAD BITCH

like i said, no strong feelings

ok most of these dudes are too ugly or too annoying and i hate when they are on screen, lucifers pants are his skin, angel dust has the worst fashoin sense ever UGHS I HATE HIM WHERE ARE HIS TITS WAAAAAA

also i love that her name is sarah, thats such a basic name, like i can type alastor x reader and theres a bunch of results but if i typed sarah x reader, shes no where :(

also shes got that mlp horse face going on i love it

i despise carmilla carmine, i hate her dumb horns, i hate her unnamed daughters, i hate her skirt, i hate her song, i hate her blazed ass eyes, i hate her long hair

vox just looks bad i cant lie

OK ADUM MAKES ME SO MAD HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN JACK BLACK WE SHOULD HAVE SEEN HIM BEING A FAT BASTARD CUZ I WAS CONVINCED HE WAS ANOTHER SKINNY TWINK also i am an anti shipper when it comes to adum x lute cuz that shit is weaaaak. he is so mean to her and not in a hot way, adum is some incel and lute is a goddess

yeah, #adumisoverparty 2024 the most divorced man in heaven

i can not wait for season two dude, im so pumped

[idlerin]

RAINY DAYS

w/ neighbor!suna rintarou x f!reader

suna rintarou was a good friend, he tucked your hair aside as he wrapped it around a towel, attempting to dry it after it suddenly rained on your way home from school and neither of you thought to bring umbrellas that day, resulting into him hastily grabbing your hand and running all the way to his house, yours was a bit farther. he sat you down on a chair and gave you your favorite snack to occupy you with as he left to change into some dry clothes, tossing you some of his spare clothes for you to wear. now you sat beside him as he figures out how to properly dry your hair, it’s clear he’s never had to maintain long hair before. you could just say that you can do it on your own but you were too amused that he was trying to do so.

suna rintarou was a cute friend, he lent you his jacket while you waited for him on the bleachers in the gym. volleyball practice was ending later than usual and you didn’t mind waiting for him to go home together because 1. it was raining 2. it was cold (hence, him lending you his jacket) and 3. you weren’t used to going home without him anymore. the team was divided into two for practice, you jokingly cheered on atsumu who was on the opposing team. you laugh as rintarou glares at you, you screech “thats my baby!” when suna’s team won making him the target for teasing. right after, he walks to you and flicks your forehead, muttering, “that was embarrassing” with his ears tinted red.

suna rintarou was an annoying friend, the both of you fought the other day and still haven’t made up. there you were, speakers blasting your favorite song, blocking out the sound of heavy rain and hopefully blocking your thoughts from going to a certain fox eyed guy, and failing. frowning as you scroll through twitter, why won’t he just leave your mind for 5 freaking minutes! thud thud you glance at your window and catch as another pebble leaves another thud on it. you walk towards it to see what was going on, you see a familiar tall figure in a raincoat holding a big soaking sign with ‘i’m sorry’ written on it. you open your window, rain still pouring down really hard as you shout at him, “you have really shitty handwriting!” he looks up and smiles at you, and you bite your lip to resist from smiling back. you should really let him in though, but that doesn’t mean you forgive him. yet. (he got a fever because of this, you were guilty because it was partly your fault and personally went to his house everyday to check up on him. you eventually forgive him because you couldn’t stay mad at him for long.)

suna rintarou wasn’t just a friend, you realize with your head on his chest and his arms around your waist as the both of you watch the most recent dumb horror film on another rainy evening. you overreact when a character does a thing you shout at the screen for them not to do. rintarou laughs every time. you find out that his laugh was something you want to hear all the time.

suna rintarou really wasn’t just a friend, you think as you watch him frantically explain to you that the girl you just saw kiss him didn’t mean anything to him and that he was surprised when she did that because he just rejected her and that he immediately pushed her away. you stop him with a “why are you explaining?” that sounded awfully bitter. he answers still, staring directly into your eyes, “because i wouldn’t have been fine if i saw some other guy kiss you.”

suna rintarou didn’t want you to be just a friend.

a/n — im in need of loving

[goldenempyrean]

Too Late For A Booty-Call?

❥ Valentines Drabbles: Day 10

❥ Pairing: Natasha x Sick Reader

❥ Wordcount: 770

[ Previous || Next ] AN: this is totally unedited, excuse mistakes :)

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Nat hadn’t heard from you all day. Every so often she’d look over to her phone, to her unanswered texts just waiting for a response. But as the hours ticked by, her phone was silent. So when the screen lit up and her ring tone played she was sure to answered it hastily.

Only what came wasn’t the cheery, happy sound of your voice. Just… silence? Silence broken up by the occasional muffle of the sound of fabric rubbing together.

“Y/N?” Nat repeated your name to no response, she was about to again when the call declined from your side of your phone. Natasha stared down at her phone in confusion. She sat there for several moments before sighing to herself as she shoved her phone in her back pocket.

Nat knew she wouldn’t be able to put her mind at rest until she saw you. So that’s what she did, jumped in her car and headed straight towards your apartment.

She had her own set of keys so at least she didn’t need to worry about how to let herself in. She knocked first of course but there was no answer. And Nat soon found out why.

She let herself in and made her way to the living room. And her little heart sank as she saw you. You were laying on the sofa, wearing a onesie, with a thin blanket draped over you.

Your hair hung loose in messy threads while your skin held a crimson red tinge to its colour. You definitely didn’t look well.

Kneeling down infront of the sofa, Nat carefully ran her finger down your cheek, slowly lulling you from your slumber, “Y/N? Honey, wake up baby.”

“Natty?” Your voice was hoarse yet thick with congestion, “What are you doing here?”

“You called me? I’ve been texting all day and you’re not one to not respond immediately so I got a little worried. Is it too late to hope this was for a booty call?” Nat chuckled as she came to sit beside you, cupping her hand on the back of your neck as she checked for a fever.

You sniffled thickly as you sank into her touch before reaching back into your pocket to grab your phone, “I think I might’ve butt dialled you by accident, sorry darling.”

“Thats alright my love, Im still glad you called me either way.” Nat smiled sweetly, leaning forward as she gently tucked the fallen strands of hair back behind your ears, “I guess this is why I haven’t heard from you all day?” She said, looking down to the small mound of tissues that had covered the coffee table.

“I think I’ve got that bug going round.” You sighed, coughing into your elbow lightly afterward, “I didn’t mean to ignore your texts, I’m sorry.”

Nat shook her head, dismissing your apology, “Dont worry about it sweetheart, you’re sick. I’m just glad you’ve been resting,” She smiled as she leant over to kiss your feverish cheek, “Now you’re going to let me take care of you, okay?”

You nodded and shuffled across the sofa to come to press your body against her, desperate for her warmth. The thin blanket you had draped over you was doing very little to keep you warm as you shivered helplessly. Nat saw this and tapped her shoulder, signalling for you to rest your tired head. You did as she wanted, letting your tired head fall against her.

You breathed deeply, longing to smell her Nat’s familiar cherry perfume but even if you wanted too, you couldn’t smell anything through your stuffy nose. Infact all the action served to do was irritate your tingling sinuses resulting in you having to quickly burry your face into your blanket as you sneezed loudly.

“H’eptshhiew! Heh-Hh’KSshhiew!”

Nat’s face shifted into a sympathetic pout as she sniffled, rubbing the back of your wrist against your nose, “Bless you sweetheart, do you have any tissues left or do I need to go and get you some more?”

“I have some left.” You answered and leant down to pick up the box from the floor, setting it in your lap as you took a handful

You sniffled and swiped at your running nose with the tissues. As you did so, Natasha let her hand run down your back, rubbing soft circles down your spine and your lips curled into a small smile as Nat gently guided you so that your head came to rest in her lap as you lead down on the sofa, “You just sleep tight princess, okay? I’ll be right here the whole time.”

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[hualianff]

Thinking about modern au artist HC who excels at various traditional art forms including ceramics, painting, and sculpting. Soon enough, the time comes for HC to learn the witchcraft that is digital art.

And man is it a phat STRUGGLE.

In general, HC talks out loud to himself during his artistic process - a quirk that XL (the husband) can’t help but find endearing.

(HC waiting for his shit to render: “anytime now…preferably within the next century…” 🙄

HC shading: “what if we make you a little darker? just like that…hmm, I don’t hate it-??”

HC, confused: *aggressively scribbles on the screen* “HELLO?? WHY ARENT YOU BLENDING!?”

HC trying to find the layer where the stoopid random black dot is: “I WILL find you. I MUST…”

HC undoing one stroke a thousand times: “nope” *undos* “nope” *undos* “fuck you” *undos*)

***

Cue HC internally crying every month because “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH MY STYLE??” 😭😭

***

HC bent over his desk like shrimp. 🦐

XL insists HC takes breaks, for food and general rest. He massages HC’s neck, shoulders, back, and hands - HC naturally melts back into his beloved’s hands.

HC has a folder on his desktop titled “gege’s masterpieces” which are all of XL’s drawings for HC.

***

SQX: “ohmygod can you draw me!?”

HC: “nu”

HC goes back to drawing portraits of XL.

***

HC watching the piece he spent days drawing get surpassed in likes by a dumb doodle of his pets he did when battling artblock: “make it make sense” 😡

XL: “it’s because you made e’ming and ruoye so cute!” 🥰

***

Imagine HC mindlessly twirling his apple pen between his long fingers, even while he’s pacing around their apartment.

He also tends to play with the cap of the charging plug, resulting in him constantly losing it!! It’s such a tiny, white thing - it could be anywhere…

Somehow, XL magically finds the cap in the most unassuming places and puts it somewhere safe so he can hand it back when HC’s already pulling his hair out.

***

XL hangs his favorite pieces of HC’s artwork around their apartment !!

When guests come over for the first time, they’ll stare at the beautifully framed art pieces in awe.

And XL will proudly say,” oh, this is actually all of San Lang’s work! Isn’t he amazing?” 😊

***

Many people think HC’s signature is a distinct symbol, shape, or even an obscure drawing with a hidden message. In turn, this has caused HUGE debates on Twitter about what the signature actually means.

One popular stan account had successfully gathered clues over the years. After comparing a lot of pics, lives, doodles, etc., they come to the conclusion that the signature is actually a word.

But what exactly does it say?

Still unknown.

And when some indie magazine goes and interviews HC, THEY HAVE TO ASK.

Interviewer: “Crimson Rain, you must tell us, we’re begging, what does your signature mean? It’s been a topic of WAR for years amongst your fans!”

HC: “oh, it’s just my name”

Everyone: ☠️🤡☠️🤡☠️

Interviewer: “would you mind demonstrating for us?”

HC, shrugging: “sure”

HC, messing up the second stroke of his name: “wait no, let me restart”

***

Twitter trending tags:

#WHAT

#THAT’S HIS HAND WRITING???

#IM JARED 19

#CRIMSON RAIN

#HAND WRITING

#THIS WHOLE TIME !?

(2)

***

W/ @no-one-says-hi

[penny-anna]

trying to get screened for diabetes today

arrive at pharmacy for the test. i've been screened at the same pharmacy before so as they're setting up increasingly i'm like hmm this seems like a more intensive blood test than what i had last time

'hey is this the test where you get the results same day' nooo this is the 48 hour test

im a dumbass who booked the wrong test. good news is i can do the correct test today!!

bad news is for reasons i don't understand the glucose measuring machine for the other test is stored in the fridge and has to be brought up to room temperature. normally they'd do that first thing but as they weren't expecting to use it today its still in the fridge.

told to come back in half an hour. live close by so just go home and kill time.

come back. they take blood from my left hand. put it in the machine. OOPS it's still too cold.

i can come back in half an hour OR reschedule for Monday. suggest coming back in an hour but the pharmacy closes at lunch time on saturdays & they get very busy in the last hour so no can do.

go to the supermarket. kill another 30 minutes. go back for attempt 2.

the machine is now too warm.

are u shitting me lmao

she put it in her pocket to try and bring it up to room temperature faster but overdid it and now it won't work

put the glucose meter back in the fridge

it now seems to be working. take blood from my right hand. wait 5 anxious minutes

machine says there's not enough hemoglobin in my blood. we will have to try again.

ask if i can have another plaster bcos i'm bleeding through the first one. 'oh you're still bleeding?' yeah is that good 'oh yes it means i don't have to stick you again'

take another blood sample w visible difficulty. put that in the machine

should i be worried about the hemoglobin thing?? (im in there bcos not feeling well so u know could be a blood thing)

oh no that's probably just bcos she didn't get enough blood (oops)

continue waiting for the remainder of the 5 minutes. it works this time.

anyway i don't have diabetes.

[l3visthighs]

OC in 10: Ilyana Hoover

Rules: share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

Thank you for the tag @topaz-carbuncle I don't have much for Ilyana at the moment so I'm going to keep it at ten. But here's a few pieces of dialogue from an enemies to lovers actor au that's been on the back burner for a bit.

1) “What the hell, you’re actually a genius.” Ilyana opens her laptop and starts typing “Levi Ackerman” in the google search bar. The first thing the girls notice when the search results come back is a movie poster starring Erwin Smith as the main role. “Hold up. I’ve never seen this before. Is it possible this is where they met?” She proceeds to click on the cast list and only has to scroll down a tad before she sees his name. “Levi Ackerman as the assassin. Well, I guess we’ve solved the mystery.”

2) It takes her a few moments to register his response; taken aback once again by his attitude towards her. “Wow, so I work up the courage to come all the way up here, to apologize to your rude ass so things don’t necessarily have to be awkward between us for the next ten months and you still insist on being a complete douchebag?”

3)"Okay, no, Ilyana. The next time you see him you’re going to be civil. Swallow your pride and try to smooth things out so it won’t be awkward between us.” Her inner monologue interrupted by the sound of her cell phone ringing on her nightstand. She reaches over to grab it and sees a picture of her best friend light up the screen. “This bitch.”

4) “Oh fuck off, Levi.” She snapped, attempting to stand back up from her recent failure. “I’m going to keep falling on my “shitty” ass just to force you to have to spend extra time with me today. So, buckle up”

5) “Why does it feel like I’ve just joined the circus?”

6) “Wow, you’re charming. I bet you’re really popular with the ladies with that attitude aren’t you?” Ilyana snaps “After you, grumpy.” She moves to the side to let him pass.

7) Ilyanas face wrinkles in disgust “Ugh, please don’t ever call that man a snack ever again"

8) “Stop being ridiculous” Ilyana resumes the video “Im not going to deny he has a nice body, but a nice body doesn’t make up for a sour attitude.”

9) Ilyanas mind goes completely blank. She can feel her heart pounding in her chest. “What’s my next line? Wait, what’s going on? This isn’t in the script” she thinks to herself

10) She finds herself immensely annoyed by him but chooses to apologize anyways. “I’m sorry. I was distracted by something and apparently didn’t hear you coming. Are you apart of the cast, too? I’m Ilyana”

tagging: @leviscxmkitten @levi-ackermvn @jayteacups (& anyone else who has an OC & wants to participate?)

[ecoamerica]

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[barneswinterraven]

Numb

Pairing — Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Summary — rejection always leads to dejection until it isn't and just numbness

A/N — my audition failed and i just want some comfort and yes this fic is kind of a reflection of what im feeling. if you jave any requests for bucky fics please do send me some, my asks are always open!!! hope this can provide some comfort to anyone who needs it 😊

Y/N huffs and then puffs.

Flopping down the sofa, she stares at the ceiling with her tablet dropping to her lower abdomen.

Her eyes shifts back to her tablet and sees the light of her opened email.

Now, rejection is something Y/N is used to. With her line of passion, being an artist, she needed to be resilient to the hundreds of rejections to get that one acceptance. She knows that this is part of the journey to success but is sure damn bumpy.

As Y/N once again sighs, going back to blankly staring at the ceiling, Bucky enters the room unnoticed.

After being together for years, Bucky could read Y/N like a book from a mile ahead. So immediately, he knew something was bothering her.

With careful steps, he walked closer to Y/N, not wanting to startle her. He gently lifts up the tablet from her abdomen to place it on the table when he glanced at the open screen.

Dear Y/N,

We appreciate your submission but we regret-

Now it makes sense for Bucky, but something was still not clear for him. His presence still not getting acknowledged, he lightly puts his hand on of hers and gently calls out her name.

"Oh, hey Buck. I didn't hear you come in here hun." With a surprised expression, Y/N shifted her position to sit up a little.

Bucky puts his hand on her cheek and leans in to give her a peck. "I accidentally saw your email when I moved your tablet. How are you feeling?"

Y/N also being able to read Bucky like an open book, instantly recognizes the concern and confusion laced on his question.

The thing is, this behavior of Y/N towards the rejection is new and curious. She always reacts by heavy crying to get all of the feelings of dejection, disappointment, and frustration out of her system. Then she bounces right back up. But this time it's different.

"I don't know. Of course I feel like crap for getting another rejection, I mean this has been my 3rd audition to them. And still, I get the same damn results."

Bucky lifts Y/N to his lap so he can cuddle her, knowing that his girl needs to held to be grounded.

"Doll, if you want to cry, just cry all you want and I'll be here."

That's the problem. She can't cry.

"The thing is ever since I've been taking my anti-depression pills, I just cannot cry as much. Like I can feel the urge, but nothing comes out. It's like... partially feeling numb."

Bucky kisses her forehead and continues to hold her while making her feel that she can just let all her thoughts out while he listens and responds only when needed.

Y/N dejectingly sighs and looks up to Bucky. "Buck, what it the problem is me. Maybe I've just been too overconfident of my abilities that I fail to see that I have no talent at all."

"Doll, you can't take these results personally. It'll kill you and rid this world the talent that you have to offer. And don't you ever doubt yourself about what you can do. You might not be good enough for them, but you sure damn are to me and more. Just wait and see, someone out there is also gonna realize that. Your talent is what caught my attention towards you and what brought us together. So that is also the talent that will make your dreams come true. I just know it.

Y/N, feeling the sincerity of her man's words, nuzzle her face up to his neck mumbling a soft thank you.

He's right. She cannot be the best in everyone's eyes but right now what matters is that she know she is in his eyes.

And one day, others will be in awe of her talent and Bucky will always be there rught by her side.

[dotster001]

Hi grats on 1k!!!<3 id like to participate in the event too if you don’t mind i choose twisted wonderland

My OG: Riddle has always been the favorite child lol i first learned of what twisted wonderland was through my first matchup result here on tumblr before i knew what twisted wonderland was. The headcanon was so cute and i fell in love with him and his design when i started researching and it led me to falling in love with the game itself too. Obviously I chose his hand first when the game finally came to global and he was on my first home-screen and is still there to this day although there have been times i considered switching with malleus or azul i couldn’t bring myself too lol. He reminds me of a little red angry cat who just needs love 🥺.

About me: huh what do i say lol. well I’m a cis female, pronouns she/her, my mbti is infj, my enneagram type is 2w1, my zodiac is a Capricorn, im african American 5’2 with black wavy/curly hair blackish brown eyes chubby cheeks and hour glass figure.

I would describe me as kind smart funny motherly responsible empathetic anxious emotional moody perfectionist helpful people pleaser caring compassionate nerdy curious protective polite respectful indecisive fearful nervous introvert shy awkward and clumsy. My weaknesses would be low self esteem and lack of confidence.

I like animals books reading writing fantasy magic sci fi anime cartoons music video games friends alone time learning personality quizzes sweets bread and helping people.

I dislike spiders loud sounds people who harm others people i care about not caring for themselves people who don’t consider others not being listened to weird holes and patterns math and tests.

Random facts about me would be that i pace a lot i talk to myself i sing when im alone and im a picky eater i have a pet cat and two sisters.

What kind of tale do i want: i dont know get creative i suppose maybe something fluffy and romantic i dont mind a little angst tho if you want as long as there is a happy ending. Just go nuts and surprise me if you can.

Thank you

(Hi I hope you like this! I was inspired by the fact that you got a match up before even knowing the game 😂 the story practically wrote itself.)

A Tale Where Riddle is Set up on a Blind Date, and it works out Better than Expected

"Trust me, Riddle, she's lit! You're gonna love her!"

"Sure Cater, but I don't have time for your nonsense."

Three weeks now. Three weeks of Cater trying to set him up on a blind date with some girl. He tried to be polite. But Cater wasn't taking the hint. And now Riddle was pretty sure he was about to lose it.

"Look, one date with her. One date and I promise, you'll be head over heels for her!"

Riddle was about to snap, when Trey heaved a heavy sigh. 

"Look, Riddle, you know normally I would never enable Cater. But in this case, I think he's right. I think you will genuinely enjoy a date with this girl."

If Trey was saying it, then there must be some truth to the matter.

"Okay, then you tell me, Trey. Who is she?"

Trey winced, "I can't say, you just have to trust me."

"Why can't you say?" Riddle asked with a pout.

"Because blind dates are more fun!"

"Because she didn't even agree until yesterday."

Two very different answers overlapped. Riddle folded his arms across his chest and frowned.

"Riddle, just trust me. If it goes badly you can collar  Cater forever, and I won't say a word," Trey said with a smirk.

"Hey!" Cater cried, but Riddle was slowly nodding in agreement.

"Alright then. You said you got her to agree. When is this date?" 

Cater winced, and muttered below his breath, "Tonight."

"Tonight!" Riddle shouted. "What if I had said no? How am I supposed to be ready in such a short time?"

"It's okay! I have an outfit picked out for you that I've been waiting to have you try!" Cater said, pushing Riddle in the direction of his room.

Needless to say, Riddle was less than excited to try out the new outfit.

                                            ….

Riddle was dressed casually for the first time in his entire life. Black jeans,  white Tshirt, red unbuttoned flannel on top of the Tshirt. He had to admit, it was comfortable, but he still felt a little out of place…

He'd been informed that his date would know what he was wearing, and would have a red rose in her hair. So he waited patiently at his table, until he felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Riddle?" 

The rose in your hair was lovely. You looked good in red. 

Those were his first two thoughts before he realized you were his blind date.

"Prefect? You're…."

"Yeah," you laughed, "I guess so."

You took a seat across from him, and Riddle took a sip of water to hopefully hide his flushed cheeks.

"Can I tell you the truth?" You said sheepishly. "I only agreed to this because Cater accidentally hinted that the blind date was you."

Riddle's face went even redder and he tried to sputter out a good response, but it came out as….

"Beautiful! So pretty!"

You furrowed your brow. "I mean, yeah, you do look pretty in the casual clothes I guess."

"Sevens," he muttered, taking another sip of water and trying not to choke. "You look beautiful."

You stared for a moment. Then you giggled. "Heh, thanks."

There was a heavy silence for a moment, and Riddle decided that if you were honest, he should be too.

"I kept turning Cater down because I didn't think he'd be setting me up with you."

The back of your neck prickled and your gaze dropped to the floor.

"We seem to be in agreement then."

"Yes," he took your hand, and softly rubbed his thumb along your knuckles. 

He grinned maliciously. 

" Even if we weren't, rule 137 states that if you get set up on a blind date with the queen, you are required to date until the next blind date occurs."

"You made that up!"

"I would never!" He pressed a hand to his chest in mock indignation. "I take my position very seriously."

"Well, rule 76 in my rulebook says that if the queen makes up a rule,  then she has to date me until I say otherwise."

You loved his genuine smiles. So when his face radiated like the sun, your heart skipped a beat.

"I guess we're stuck together."

"I guess so."

"Well, I'll make the most of it then," he confidently kissed the back of your hand, like a prince greeting his princess.

                                   ….

From the back of the restaurant Cater looks on in mild disappointment.

"I guess they don't need us to serenade them then."

Trey set the microphone down with a relieved laugh.

"Told you so."

[el-ly-sha-give-no-f]

Crash on a rookie year

Author note: okay this is it after my second time writing this, still pissed off actually, IYKYK, right, this is my first fic that is not requested by anyone, so I don't give you permission to repost on Wattpad, AO3 e.t.c, sorry for the delay, I hope you guys enjoy reading this if anything in this fic that sounds stupid and doesn't make sense, just ignore it because I can't imagine what happens if it's in real life, I replace Lando with the reader and I made Zak little bit of bad guy, no offence though! thank you!!! <3 love ya and stay safe.

heavy angst and fluff at the end

TW: car crash! smoke! hospitals! ambulance!

PAIR: F1 x McLaren!Reader

WORDS: as usual, I don't know but quite long.

Monaco. One of the most hardcore and challenging circuit for me. Indeed. being the first female that joins the modern F1 world is hectic, Sexism and Body shaming are everywhere and anywhere. But you need to be just smart and ignore it.

currently, all the drivers are on the grid.

"hello y/n, radio check, did you hear me?" I heard my team race engineer voice, asking and checking the radio system.

"yup loud and clear Tom" I reply

"Great, are you okay? Is there any wrong with the car or anything ? we still have time to fix it"

"Nothing, all good as usual it's lovely, but my helmet clip kinda loose but I can live with it," I told him

"Okay do your best for team y/n, Daniel made a bet, if you get high position than him, he treats us a drink" we both laugh at Daniel's bet.

"deal, we'll get the drink everybody, and podium too" I fling back.

RACE START!

AUDIENCE POV

"Monaco everybody! The race just starts as you can see on your screen. Hamilton on the front, OH! there she is! our McLaren driver, she shines like a star everybody! from P4 to P2! she just did the double overtakes cars just like that, the last time we saw someone did like this is Sebastian Vattel, this woman is crazy, let's see who's is the driver that she passed. Her success to cut Charles Leclerc and Pierre Gasly while her teammate is behind her which makes both of them on top three! its a good start for McLaren"

"currently position is, Hamilton P1, Y/LN P2 and Ricciardo P3"

"y/n, P2 Y/N, you both did a fantastic job, hope you guys can hold this position till we give you a green light to cut Mr Hamilton that in front of you" ask Tom.

"HeHe, Not a problem sir, I hold your words!" I return happily

"Good! By the way, Daniel said you are crazy, good job y/n"

"I am and he too! thanks to you guys" I fling my words back to him before focussing on the track again.

"y/n, you're 6 second behind Hamilton, do you think you can move from P2 to P1?"

"I think I can manage with that Tom" I response

"Okay go ahead, it's a green light from us and Zak too, he said you can do it, but Y/n do it carefully" Tom declare

"awh you care about me Tom" I joke

"Heh, Silly you y/n of course! now go shines again"

"yup looks like P1 gonna be ours this time" The feeling of exited makes me more confident to move in front of Lewis, while people at the paddock waiting for me passionately hoping I can do it. My heart starts to pound.

"Let's see, Lewis" I mumble before starting to drive to the right side of his car. My foot started to press the pedal harder to increase the speed, Im was halfway through his car. This is it, my first podium.

Mine exited only happen for a second when suddenly our Sir Lewis Hamilton start defending his current position by moving to the right side by means where im currently on, which makes our car tyres touch with each other. I try to not exaggerate this accident by turning my car to the left side but fail.

"for fuck sake Lewis"

"my tyre"

im mumble before trying to stabilize my car but again fail, my head begins to spin same goes for my car that currently spinning 360°. Well, didn't expect my car to turn upside down over and over again until it stop which is the result that made me crash into the barrier and upside down.

AUDIENCE POV

"oh, no looks like something bad just happened, our McLaren driver y/n y/l/n crash! seems like its a very heavy crash"

I can't hear anything except Tom's "robotic" voice echo through my earpiece.

"oh god" I groan

"y/n....y/n, swi-tc-h...o-ff...th-e ca-r"

"I can't, im upside down, and my helmet is gone, need help here" I just inform them even though I know they can't hear me

I start to smell smoke when I start to look around, I see smoke starting to wash over my car instead of Monaco's fresh air.

I look down and see some red liquid dropping on the crushed rock below my head, I suspect it is the blood that comes out of my body but I look again if I mistake it with my car oil, but what kind of oil is red.

"I think Im bleeding" hoping Tom hearing me

-----just a little tiny time skip-----

For almost 2 minutes I've been upside down, still never heard a safety car or medical team sirens yet, my head starts to fill dizzy due to the upside-down situation, I've discovered where the blood coming from.

it's from the wound on my head. I think it's because my helmet has gone while I turn upside down over and over again.

slowly body slowly become numb and my eyes slowly close.

AUDIENCE POV

"is y/n out of her car? is it a red flag? if its a red flag, we going to start this race over again, got to rid all of the debries from the track, let's see y/n and Lewis crash recap"

RECAP

"due to y/n crash place that is quite far from where safety car and medical team at, it's going to take some time to get her out of the car, we just got an info that the race is going to start over again, its a red flag"

"oh, there we go, as we can see right now y/n teammate, Daniel Ricciardo itself, running to y/n car and switching off her car, is it off? yes? Daniel Ricciardo's success to turn it off everybody"

camera showing from afar that Daniel sign a thumb down to the medical team that had just arrived but was far away from the scene and Daniel screamed telling them to come over and help.

DANIEL POV

As I saw y/n and Lewis collide with each other, the only thing that I thought is how is she and if it was just me right now on the track? y/n has been my best friend since forever, it makes me scared when I saw her crash in front of my eyes.

I had time to dodge them and saw Lewis back on track.

"fuck is she okay? awake?" I ask Tom's concern

"We don't know, we can't get a response from her and we disconnect from her radio system" Tom answers

"God y/n, did you guys send the medical team? is it a red flag"

"Yeah, but its kinda late for them to arrive to y/n place quite far away and nope, not yet"

I take a quick breath

"oh fuck it" I swear before safely making a U-turn not to crash another driver, and drive to where y/n car crashed.

"Daniel, what are you doing?"

this time is not Tom asking, it's Zak Brown itself asking. AS I CARE!

when I arrive the first thing see is her crashed wreaked badly and I can see the smoke surrounding her car, when I got out of my car I quickly sprint to her and crouch down to switch her car off. I feel something dripping on my hand until I look up and see y/n head bleeding.

"Daniel I ask you again what are you doing?! let her be! the medical team will arrive, and it's not even a red flag!" I heard Zak screaming through my earpiece.

"YET!, im saving somebody's daughter and my best friend, she's bleeding!" I reply, Im in a squat position, trying to unbelt her seatbelt and hold her by her stomach, so as to not make her fall, after how minutes of trying cause her seatbelt is stuck, I realize it's impossible to get her out from small space, I try and suddenly Y/n start to wake up.

"Hey hey! Y/n, listen to me, Im trying to get you out from here, and I want you not to panic okay?" I ask her and all she can give me is a nod in confusion.

"Great, so here is what we're gonna do, I need you to get out of this car, and get out through this small space, can you do that for me I hold you okay? get your head out first"

As Y/n slowly do what I ask her to do, her back already touches the crushed rock on the ground Im trying to shield her head from the small rocks.

Gratefully, she succeeded to get out of her car, as we were both a bit far away from the car, I started to carry her over my shoulder and run to the Medical team that bring a stretcher toward us as we get closer I lay her back on the stretcher, and the Medical team carry her inside the ambulance.

"you still told me to continue the race and just hoping the medical team to arrive and get her out of the car? she could have been dead, you don't know shit about her condition! eh, Zak?"

all I can hear is Zak groan.

AUDIENCE POV

" Daniel Ricciardo her teammate carrying y/n body out from her car, when I said it's a red flag everybody, it is a bad crash, we can see y/n is bleeding right now, let's see some of drivers reaction to this incident right now"

(imagine their reaction cause I can't find shit)

I don't know what happened after I got into the ambulance, I guess I passed out. I can feel im lying on a bed right now, definitely not my hotel bed, cause this one feels uncomfortable.

I try to open my eyes but fail, I blinded by the light for a moment. I try again and again till my eyes fully open, I feel someone holding my left hand, and as I turn my head to the left, I see Daniel my life best friend is sleeping while his head on the bed.

I smile, now im remember he saved my life and gets me out of my car, and carry me to the medical team. God Daniel.

I let him sleep a little more, I let him rest.

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Daniel has been helping me a lot when im in hospital, Lewis and Toto came and pay me a visit, they apologise for what happened, and I just said this all is not their fault, its nobody's fault, obviously, they glad that im okay, but Zak kinda not happy with Dan and im definitely gonna defend him(Daniel), that old man I swear to god.

Right now Dan talking to me while I look at me and I thought, I surely gonna tell my kids one day about this........

our kids.

YEYHEHEHHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHI plot twist mathafacka, oh my gad im glad this time my laptop is not turning off, so what did you guys think? is it good? is it too nonsense? Comment please and I try to do my best in the future! thanks for reading my first fic! I love you guys, thank you and stay safe <3

[whitetrashjj]

hi! so i've recently finished the 100 very late i know and ahh! i've gotten to love bob and eliza as well after watching interviews of them im so happy theyre married they look so in love (i say this like i didnt spend the last 3 weeks of my life obsessing over them LMAO) and i was rly surprised to see that they kept denying hating the romantic bellarke agenda? especially in the earlier seasons, but it was SO obvious, to me at least, that they were the main ship of the show... i scoured the internet for reasons why but all i could get was that the fandom hates jroth and the fandom would like to bury jroth alive SDJHFDSHJ but yeah! still rly curious and ik you were actively in the fandom during the time so if you could just briefly explain i would be vvvvv grateful

Okay... I'm gonna try and give a bit of a run down of the history of beliza and bellarke and jroth and clexa and how that all influenced things. Keep in mind I wasn't in the fandom from the start so the beginning is second hand recounts.

Okay so from the start bellarke was obviously intended, they were canon in the books but clearly with the Finn thing and everything else they were going for a more slow burn kinda vibe which was good obviously. Now this is where the bellarke denial started, but it was more casual there. Like a playfull not trying to give away the slow burn or surprise (this is very typical for slow burn ships and that's why I love the Pates for how they are handling jiara). So all was well in the house.

At this point Bob and Eliza were really good friends so that wasn't a problem. At one point apparently Devon kinda let it slip that they were actually in a fwb kinda situation at some point during the early season. I never saw first hand proof of this but it was a known fact amongst the fandom and I find likely given where they ended up.

Now, I'm not 100% on the order of event here but the following happened over s2/s3. Two major things that changed the fate and reception of bellarke forever.

The first being clexa. Now, from a story telling pov clexa was never going to last and Lexa's fate was always sealed. But I'm not going to go too much into that whole thing. But obviously there was alot of hype around Lexa and that ship. Which Jason loved, that man is driven by ego and having thousands of people up his ass fuel him. So he shifted his focus to them, knowing full well he was going to kill Lexa. And then when the backlash hit he kept pandering to them - putting little Lexa mentions in to keep the viewer ship, to keep people talking about his show. And by result of this the bellarke denial came in strong and their romantic development or story like was put on hold.

Now meanwhile it seems beliza had a falling out, Bob started dating his long term gf Aryn and they would not attend cons together. Also time to double down on the bellarke denial. Only this time it was legit (not that bellarke wasn't happening or intended, but they didn't like it and didn't want it to happen) we got the infamous 'bellake shit' quote from Eliza, which she insisted she actually said 'ship', even tweeted it (has since then once happily married admitted that she said shit lol) And yeah while we were still getting the on screen hints it seemed no one was rooting for it personally.

Then. The tide turns. Bob and Aryn has broken up. And we hear an announcement. Bob and Eliza are going to a con together?? Wait. what? And this con. Let me tell you. Changed the world. They were best friends again. Now, I am not an irl people shipper, there have been very few that I have seen and speculated before they were together and these two were one. I can't remember exactly why but there was something in the air before that and I was sus. And then there were a few things, like Eliza was saying how her favourite song was Ophelia and then she turns to Bob and says 'you must be so sick of hearing it i play it so much' and I was hmm because are they spending that much time together? Bob was wearing a bunch of mardigras necklaces and when Eliza said she wanted one and a fan overheard bob saying to her something 'you'll have to give me something later for one' and then after break Eliza had some ??? Which people freaked out about but not enough in my opinion. And then the fact that (actually this might have been a later con my timeline is messy its been a while) Eliza was wearing an engagement ring and straight up told people she was engaged when they asked. People assumed it was to the guy who play mccrery because there was rumours of them dating but they hadn't been seen together in ages.

And then most importantly they were now pro-bellarke. Talking excitedly about the scenes. Saying themselves are sometimes confused because the script will saying something like 'bellamy looks at her lovingly.' but then Jroth continues to deny things. they weren't to the level of it now but they were for sure making it clear that jroth was gaslighting a fandom lol.

Anyway moving on to one quite morning, I hadn't touch social media all morning as it did laundry and when I finally take a break the fandom is imploding - thankfully I had only missed it by like 15minutes. But Bob and Eliza has both tweeted that they had gotten married with a pic of their hands on their wedding day. Now I instantly believed it - oh yeah it's all coming together. But there was all this shock because it seemingly came out of no where. People thought they had been hacked, and then other cast would congratulate them and then they were hacked. Certain people were saying its a cover because Eliza and Alycia actually got married, and other were saying Bob and Eliza were homophobic for getting married during pride month. But at the end of the day it was all true, there were married and it was happily ever after.

But for some reason this seemed to piss off JRoth and he seemed to get so much worse. At one point during the filming of season 7 i think (i get confused about later seasons it could have been 6 or 8) Bob and Jason unfollowed each other and we though it was hilarious until we realised what it could have meant. Recently beliza revealed that the bellarke get together was actually written, in a place that so many people has speculated and it would have made sense but at the last minute it was taken out.

It seemed like Jason didn't like the beliza was together, he was having more and more issues with Bob and Jason just didn't do bellarke out of spite. Did that stupid murder out of spite and gave a pandering ending for clexas out of spite.

Once the show was over beliza have been very open about how bellarke was always planned from the beginning and they don't understand why it never happened.

Any way I've been out of it for a while so I'm a bit foggy on the detail these days but that's the guts of it. Anyone is free to add