#no shame to people who do that ily <3

[wander-wren]

for the record re: d/s dabihawks/free falling

that fic was conceived when me and my current cheer beta sat down and went “yknow what we need more of. sfw d/s fics.” and, well, write what you wanna read, yeah?

(also i’m a baby adult and i only recently started being able to write kissing scenes half-decently let alone anything Else.)

so. confirming now that this fic will toe the line of sfw/nsfw in that weird way for the foreseeable future. if i ever tip over that line i’ll tag it both “smut” and “free falling smut” so you can block either/both tags if you like. or block “free falling” or “d/s au” altogether if you do not want to See. or if you wanted a lot of smut out of this fic you can avoid getting your hopes up ig?? idc, im not your mom

[shurisasthmaticgf]

oh baby he down bad: charles leclerc x black fem! reader

summary: three times when you realized you truly did have your boyfriend wrapped around your finger

warnings: crying, period mention, swearing

blog moved to @delewlew

author's note: this is the first charles fic i've written so please be kind...i hope you all enjoy it. i'm sick with covid and i was loopy on meds when i wrote this so i hope it makes sense 💀 comments and other feedback are welcome and appreciated!

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you laid in your bed curled into fetal position with your phone mere inches from your forehead. the room was dark but light enough to see half of your face as your eyes welled with tears. you rambled, "a few weeks ago when i was visiting new york i bought a bunch of takis and nerds clusters because they don't sell them over here in monaco and i went to go get a bag of both and i didn't know i ran out! i'm so upset i don't even want to settle for anything else." you wailed loudly, mixing in a few laughs at how ridiculous you probably looked but you had no shame as you hit post.

the entire day had been going pretty shit from the moment when you woke up and bled through your favorite pajamas to nearly passing out when you wanted to have a relaxing hot shower to make you feel better. now you were just laying in bed clinging to your body pillow that had lingering notes of your boyfriend's cologne. it was early in the night but your entire body felt like it was hit by a bus and you were one tylenol away from needing a stomach flush yet it didn't actually feel like it was helping. to make things worse, all you wanted was your boyfriend but he was supposed to be going out right after he got off of work.

you laid stiff in your bed in an obscure position because you found that was the only one that didn't make you feel worse. the door to your bedroom opened and your boyfriend entered wearing pajama pants and no shirt. you squinted through the dim light and mumbled, "babe? thought you were going out tonight? you had that thing." charles placed two bags of your favorite snacks onto your nightstand and responded, "i was but i found out through twitter that my girlfriend was crying at home." you turned your face away from him out of embarrassment because you were literally crying over chips and candy. he turned your chin back to him, "why didn't you call me, mon cœur?" you shrugged and reached for the bag of candy, "it wasn't that serious." he pulled you closer to him and you shifted positions so your head was against his chest. charles pressed a kiss to your forehead, "anything that bothers you is serious to me, darling. but, i am here and you have your snacks so we can watch your movie like we always do, yes?" you nodded and turned on Princess and The Frog which was one of your comfort movies since childhood.

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you cut through one of the alleyways out of street view once you noticed someone had been recording you as you walked through the streets of monaco. most of the time you managed to sneak through the city without being spotted but today you had to make a trip to the mall where a handful of people recognized you immediately. as someone who was never in the public eye and lived as a "regular" person you were still getting used to people recognizing you and following you around. time and time again you'd gone viral for your fan responses when they asked for pictures or autographs, usually a laugh and "why, i'm not the famous one?" you were genuine with your interactions and were known for helping fans get autographs or deliver fan letters to charles at grand prix weekends. although you enjoyed this aspect of his fanbase, sometimes it was too much and you just wanted to live in peace like you used to. so you'd learned every back road and sidewalk to your shared apartment for quick escapes.

the alleyway was quiet and away from the few people that were walking and talking beside you. just as you were to round a corner you heard a soft meow. stopping dead in your tracks you looked around confused to where the sound was coming from. there was silence then another meow, and another, and another until you realized a small orange cat a few meters away was the culprit. the tiny kitten was shaking and wet in some fluid you only hoped was water, but by the smell it was definitely sewage, pipe, or garbage juice. you wrinkled your nose and held the helpless fur ball in your palm, "shit...what the fuck do i do?" the kitten nibbled on your thumb and you stretched your finger away, "don't do that i don't want rabes or whatever cats can carry." you looked over your shoulder and sighed, "well i guess i have a cat now... let's go."

once back in your apartment you put the small kitten in your bathroom tub on an old rag. the small animal meowed and mewed the entire time you rinsed it off with the only soap you had that was safe according to google. instead of drying it's fur with your blowdryer you just towel dried it which he continued meowing. you'd never had a cat and didn't know what it meant when kittens meowed so you just started rambling, "well that's so interesting you feel that way because i literally said the same thing too! like i don't even know why that would make sense because when you really think about it they always want you to think that but in reality the truth is the complete opposite of what they want you to believe." the orange kitten looked at you with its head turned to the side and you sighed, "i don't know what you want from me man i just met you." the cat meowed louder and you mumbled, "that was definitely a cuss word but i'll let it slide."

an hour later you had given the kitten a small amount of some canned tuna and it fell asleep curled into your neck against the towel you kept it wrapped in.

charles entered your apartment with his eyes on his phone as he called out, "i'm home- oh." he usually expected you to be in your room so when you were out in the main room on the sofa he was startled. you sipped from the smoothie you'd gotten from the fridge and looked up from the book you were reading, "hi baby." charles stared at the kitten on your chest then back at you, "hi beautiful." he waited for you to say anything about the new addition and when you didn't he prompted, "what do you have there?" you looked at your hand and held up the cup, "a smoothie." you took a long sip and the straw crackled loudly, "oh yeah i figured out how to make that one hailey bieber has at that overpriced place in LA. it's actually really good i see why people lost their shit over it."

your boyfriend nodded slowly and pointed to the kitten on you, "my love, please tell me why is there a cat on you." for a minute you looked at him as if he was making it up but then you realized you never got around to actually texting him what happened. he waited for you to explain because the story had to be good if you, notorious anti-pet owner, came home with a cat and let it sleep on you.

you told him while looking at the kitten, "yeah, you're a daddy now." charles replied with too much ease, "i know that you call me that but that cat does not." you looked up with an exasperated glare, "can you be serious for one minute please." charles chuckled and apologized, "okay okay you go, tell me why i am now both of your daddys." you raised your hand to throw one of the clean rags you hadn't used at him which he shielded his face from, "okay i'm sorry go ahead." as you retold the entire thing charles just stood there with a fond smile, finding the whole ordeal quite amusing. at the end of your story he reached for the kitten and pulled back his hand, "why is it slippery?" you answered, "i put coconut oil on it so it didn't get ashy." charles started laughing once more and you smacked his shoulder lightly, "hey i never had a pet besides a fish okay! i'm trying my best here." charles pulled you into a hug and pressed a kiss to your lips, "and you're going to be a great cat mom too, you've already done a good thing."

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username1 WE THOUGHT IT WAS JUST CHISME LMAO WHY WOULD YOU NAME HIM ALL THAT-

whoisyn chisme bc if you pretend to gossip he'll immediately listen and start spilling tea too. octavius because charles said it sounded regal, and notorious C.A.T. for the culture.

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the video had circulated on twitter only a few hours after it dropped and you'd noticed your name trending on the internet. after making the mistake of checking why you were trending once, you'd never really paid much attention to it again. the first time many people were shaming you for dating your boyfriend and making jabs at your physical appearance. rather quickly you realized it would be better to just keep up with silly memes your friends sent to you opposed to stalking every corner of the internet to see what people were saying about you.

this specific instance was charles in an interview and he'd mentioned you briefly while playing a game of this or that:

"do you prefer a weekend getaway to the coast for a snorkeling trip or the mountains for a skiing adventure?" the interviewer quizzed charles on his current vacation preferences. the driver asked, "is this by myself or with people?" the interviewer answered with a small smirk, "you and one other person- can be anyone, best friend, sibling, girlfriend, mom, etc." charles let out a laugh and knew what the interviewer was getting at and chose to went along with it for fan service. he thought for a moment then answered, "i think the snorkeling trip, my girlfriend likes this kind of thing with the fish, sea animals, and the diving in the water. that and she is better of a skier and snowboarder than me so..." out of the frame the interviewer laughed and joked, "a little mermaid moment, i love it."

you looked at the video and laughed when you noticed the small hello kitty band aid on his hand. earlier that week he'd gone with you out to the sea and you'd found a small cove to swim around in. somewhere along the way back charles had cut his hand on a rock and you'd put a little band aid on it from the only stash you had, and he had no complaints over the pink cartoon design. he found it cute and whenever he looked at it he was reminded of you.

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[tsumuus]

hiiiiiii i hope youre doing great. ur fics and smaus are all so good i just love them! for your follower event, i was wondering if you could do the song "sailor song" for izuku😓 again, ily and ty so much!!

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The rain poured in sheets outside the large windows of UA's teacher's lounge, each drop tapping against the glass like a soft reminder of the world outside. You sat at the far end of the room, a book in your hands, though your attention had long since drifted. Your eyes flickered to the clock on the wall, tracing the slow-moving minute hand, when a familiar figure caught your eye.

Izuku Midoriya entered, soaked from the rain despite his umbrella. His dark curls clung to his forehead, the water dripping from his hero notebook, which he still carried even though his days as a pro hero were over. He caught your gaze and smiled- a soft, knowing smile that held a warmth you were too familiar with.

Midoriya had always been focused, a man on a mission ever since high school, but now there was a different air about him. He was quieter these days, more contemplative. Losing his quirk hadn’t dulled his spirit, but it had changed his course. The boy who once dreamt of being the greatest hero now stood in front of students, teaching them the principles he had learned through his own struggles. You admired that about him- his resilience.

"Hey," he greeted, his voice soft yet carrying the same nervous energy you remembered from years ago. He walked over to the window seat across from you, shaking the rain from his hair before sitting down.

"Long day?" you asked, closing your book and giving him your full attention.

"Yeah," he sighed, leaning back against the cushioned seat, staring out the window. His green eyes, once always so full of determination and fire, now held a softer glow. They flicked to you, and for a moment, it seemed like he wanted to say something, but the words lingered unsaid in the space between you.

The silence stretched for a few beats, only broken by the rhythmic patter of rain.

"I've been thinking..." Midoriya's voice trailed off, his gaze now fixed firmly on his lap. You tilted your head slightly, waiting for him to continue.

He shifted uncomfortably, his hands fidgeting with the edge of his notebook. "You know, my entire life, all I've ever focused on was becoming a hero. Ever since I was a kid, that was my dream. I didn’t think about anything else." His eyes lifted to meet yours, and something in their depths pulled at your heart.

You nodded, understanding all too well. He’d always been driven, and his passion for heroism had consumed most of his life, leaving little room for anything else. And for a while, you had accepted that. You had been content with the friendship you shared, never daring to hope for more.

But somewhere along the way, your feelings had deepened. You had fallen for him, the same way someone falls asleep- slowly, then all at once.

"I knew I had feelings for you back in high school," he confessed quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I always told myself I didn't have time. That I needed to focus on becoming a hero first, on saving people. And now..." He paused, glancing out the window as if searching for the right words. "Now, I can’t be the hero I wanted to be. But that doesn’t mean I can’t go after what I want."

Your breath hitched slightly. His words hung heavy in the air, thick with the weight of unspoken emotions. You had known Midoriya for years, and this was the first time he had ever been so direct, so vulnerable.

"I've spent my whole life wanting to be someone for others, someone strong enough to protect everyone," he continued, his voice steadying. "But I've also wanted to be loved. I want to be able to say it, to show it- without shame, without fear of losing focus. And I think... I think I’m ready now. For this." His eyes locked onto yours, the intensity of his confession sinking into your chest like an anchor.

Your heart raced as you processed his words, the rain outside a soft backdrop to the storm of emotions swirling inside you.

"Midoriya..." You breathed his name, your voice trembling slightly. His eyes widened, anticipation and nervousness written all over his face.

"I’ve felt the same way," you finally admitted, your voice soft but steady. "Since high school, actually. I just didn’t think you ever noticed me like that. And when you became so focused on your hero journey, I didn’t want to get in the way. So I stayed quiet." You smiled, a small, bittersweet smile that mirrored years of quiet pining. "But I’m glad you’re telling me now. I’m glad you feel the same."

A mix of relief and disbelief washed over Midoriya’s face. His hand hesitantly reached for yours, fingers trembling slightly as they brushed against your skin. The touch sent a spark through you, one that you had long suppressed, now igniting the air between you.

"You deserve to be loved, Izuku," you said softly, squeezing his hand gently. "Loudly and proudly, just like you’ve always dreamed."

His face softened, and for the first time in what felt like forever, Midoriya allowed himself to smile fully- no nervous laugh, no awkward stutter. Just pure, unfiltered happiness.

"I don’t want to waste any more time," he whispered, his thumb brushing over the back of your hand. "I want to be with you, if you’ll have me."

You felt a warmth spread through you, a sense of completion that you hadn’t realized you’d been waiting for.

"I’ve been waiting for you," you replied, your voice steady and sure.

And just like that, the weight of years of unspoken feelings melted away, leaving nothing but the two of you, finally free to embrace the love you had always wanted but never dared to reach for.

a/n timeskip izuku bc i lowk lobe teacher izuku. also made the reader a teacher bc i wanted to so i did :) very vaguely based on the song and im sorry for that. but i rwally do love this song so ily for requesting it. i tried to incorporate like the way i percieve and interpret the song into this so hope you liked it!!

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[lumiheartszz]

sirenbur smut. thats it, just sirenbur smut. I NEED SIRENBUR. GIVE ME SIRENBUR😭

Siren is so fucking hot i need him ily anon

Keep your eyes on me.

Context: you're a villain and sirenbur (who has taken an interest in you) has rough sex with you :3 also yall know each other's identities because im the writer and i like it that way

WARNING: SMUT !! MINORS DNI!!

The cold wind blew past your hair as you leaned against the balcony, eyeing the city down below. It was a cold evening, that's for sure. You weren't exactly sure why so much trouble was constantly happening in your surroundings, even when you're walking around the city as a civillian. It was rather odd to you, even to the point where it was too much to shrug off, even for a nonchalant person like you. It was all so... overwhelming, to say the least. You were snapped from your thoughts when a deep, raspy voice from behind started speaking.

"Y/N, sweets! What's such a pretty girl like you doing out here, hm?" He cooed, obviously mocking you. "I'm... thinking, goddamit. Also, I've noticed something... who's been causing trouble in the city all week? It's pretty damn annoying, even to me. No way it isn't someone from the Syndicate, if it wasn't, with how inexperienced other villains are, they'd probably already been found out. So from the three of you, you're the only one with the unserious personality." He snickered, shrugging later on. "So?" You were a bit pissed, more than a bit, actually. "So? So?! It's fucking annoying, Wilbur, stop." You pinched your nose bridge in annoyance.

"It's funny." He huffed, elbowing you lightly. "You're a real moodkiller, Y/N, y'know that?" He spurred you on further, and you could barely take it. "Shut the fuck up for once, goddamit!" You shouted with your back turned from him. This earned an eyebrow raise from the blindfolded brunette. "You really want me to? Tell that straight to my face, angel, and maybe I will." You could almost hear the smirk as he spoke those words. You grit your teeth, and not even you know if it's from your anger or the fact you got flustered by HIM, of all people.

"I said... sh-shut up..." You said weakly, turning to face him as you looked up at him. This triggered a fire in the villain. He started backing you up against the wall. "Say that again. With full force, while looking at me." He commanded once he had you fully backed up. You couldn't even find the courage to say anything. You refused to look up at him, not while your face is all red.

"Aww, you went all quiet on me..." he smirked, burying his face into your neck, which triggered a surprised shriek from you. "No fucking way you get turned on from me commanding you." He teased, sharp canines grazing against your sensitive neck. You shuddered from the contact, hands holding onto the wall separating you from the edge of the rooftop. His hands found it's way to the hem of your pants,playing with it to spur you further.

"You want this, don't you? You want me to fuck you senseless until you lose your senses?" You could only let out a whine as a response, looking down in shame as you nodded. "What's that? I couldn't hear you, princess." His finger twirled a couple of strands of your hair, and when you didn't respond, he yanked your hair to make you look at him. "I said SPEAK, SLUT!" His voice echoed in your ears, it's power forcing you to speak. "Y-yes... p-please-- please fuck me... I need you so bad..." This made him grin evilly, his teeth sinking into your skin. "Good, good girl, Y/N..."

His hands find their way inside your pants as his middle and ring finger start caressing the wet patch on your panties. "Shit, you're fucking soaked. Gonna finger fuck you and make you cum so many times, all you'll remember is my name." He growled, his large fingers slipping past the thin fabric and into your wet folds. He let out a breathy moan as he felt just how perfectly soaked you were just from his voice.

His large finger easily slips past your folds, making you gasp. "Fuck, I'm..." you let out a breathy whine, bucking your hips up into his fingers involuntarily. He was going slow on purpose just to tease you. "Please... p-please go faster, Wil..." you pleaded, pleaded just for the sweet sensation of his talented fingers. "Good girl, already begging for me, hm?" He added in a second, speeding his fingers up. When your legs started shaking, signalling your nearing orgasm, he stopped abruptly, pulling his fingers out. "Wh- wha? Wilbur!!" You whined. "Why did you-- why...??" You panted, like you had just ran miles on end.

He didn't answer, licking your slick from his fingers. "I'd rather have you cum on my cock than my fingers. You'd prefer that, right?" You could only stare at him as you thought about it. The thought of his cock stretching you out deliciously; it just fueled your desires further.

He spread your lips apart with the pad of his thumb, spitting on your tongue. "Swallow." He sternly commanded, with you following shortly after. He whispered curses before unbuckling his pants, lips crashing into yours as he palmed himself through his boxers. "Yeah, be fucking good for me. Such a good slut, letting me use your pretty body..." He fumbled to unbutton your own, letting out a breath as he finally managed to take it off. His quick fingers pressed against your nub of muscles, quickly rubbing it, causing you to moan. "Wilb-- NGHH~! Ple-please~!" He took that chance to put his tongue in your mouth, sloppily making out with you.

"Shit, I need to be inside r-right now, fuck..." He rubbed his cock on your entrance, looking at you for approval. Once you've nodded your head, he slammed himself in all the way to the hilt, tearing a loud moan from your throat. "Shit... s-so warm... so tight..." he growled right next to your ear as he thrusted in and out. All you could form was unintelligible noises, none of them even making sense. "I fucked you up already, huh?" He panted, pounding into you faster. "Shit,you like that? Look at me while I fuck you, whore." When you didn't obey, he got angered. "Look at me..." he warned. You did try to look at him, but the pleasure caused them to roll back your head once more. "I said LOOK AT ME." He used his powers on you, forcing your eyes to look up at him.

He slapped your ass repeatedly, hand coming up to harshly grip your hair afterwards. "Shit, you're so fucking tight..." he groaned as his cock twitched inside. You moaned out as his hips started slamming against yours alarmingly quicker. "C-cumming..." you mumbled weakly. "C-cum on my cock, whore." He commanded, panting as his thrusts became sloppy and erratic, losing it's rhythm. "FUCK, WILBURR~!" You moaned out as your orgasm hit you like a bullet train. Your sweet voice moaning out his name was his last straw as he buried himself deep inside, warm cum painting your insides. You both panted from the aftermath of your rather intimate bonding.

"That's a good girl..."

[mimastuff]

May I request Headcannons for the rottmnt boys hearing their s/o sing for the first time. (But with a twist.)

Here's the scenario: the boys are planning a thingy to get into big Mama's hotel for a mission and y/n and April are planning a distraction, and the distraction is y/n has to pretend to be a singer and go sing on stage (big mama doesn't know that y/n is with the turtles so she just thinks there's a nice singer on stage) and April is in charge of something else in the back idk.

(to me it's funny if y/n sings a spicy song, not too spicy but enough)

I've been thinking about this for weeks

Yes this sounds amazing ! Ily thank you for the request !!! <33

Voice of gold

TW: mild swearing, anxiety

Pairings: Donnie x singer!reader

Established relationship

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- The plan was simple.

- You and the gang had planned out a mission to sneak into big mamas hotel.

- To do this they would need a distractor.

- That is where you and April come in.

- It was easy, to sing on a stage well enough to get big mamas attention so the rest can sneak out.

- They all re lived the events of them catching April singing alone in her apartment

- Donnie still gets sick just thinking about it to this day.

- The way her voice so easily cracked could put a dying cat to shame.

- So they all looked towards you

- Even your boyfriend joined in on the major puppy dog eyes

- You folded and now you’re here.

- In the hotel setting up to have your big moment

- You have always beat yourself up on your singing voice

- It had always been hard to get you to sing to even your closest people

- Now you had to do it, with a huge crowd.

- A room full of strangers

- Ready to creep their judgmental eyes on you

- The music started to play all around you

- Back to black by Amy Winehouse

- You took a deep breath in and started to sing

- “He left no time to regret~”

- You could feel your anxiety through your feet and finger tips

- As you sung you gained your confidence

- A big crowd had by now gathered around you cheering you on

- Big mama turned on her seat and walked to towards you

- Her eyes full of sparkles when she heard your angelic voice

- “I go back to back~”

- The cheers grew louder as you began to sing with a bright smile on your face

- You turned to the behind the stage to see a mesmerised April and …..

- Donnie.

- Shit.

- He has heard you know ? What would he think ? Does he like it?

- As the song faded out and finished and the whole room cheered for you

- You turned to your turtle boyfriend who was cheering and clapping for you louder than anyone else.

- You bowed on stage and said your goodbyes.

- You headed straight to back stage.

- The smile on your face to light up millions

- Donnie ran up and hugged you and spun you around

- “Why didn’t you tell me that you could sing dear ? You have a voice of gold”

- The other 3 turtles had successfully carried out the mission and now all was left was to sneak out of here

- That was until as you were leaving the hotel someone tapped you on your shoulders

- You turned to see big mama. The big mama.

- “Hello dearest, I heard you voice and had to congratulate you!”

- You smiled but with confusion.

- “Thank you~”

- “You might be wondering what for and that is for your new job as our singer!”

- Oh.

- The 4 turtles and April were all hiding so when they heard the job offer looks of surprised played out on their faces

- You didn’t know how to feel.

- It would be a lot of money but she’s a villain!

- So the question is , do you accept the offer?

To be continued…..

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Hope you guys liked this one! It was fun , I’m sorry it took so long . I have had an incredibly busy week love you all and have a good day or night <33

[alwritey-aphrodite]

hello again!! i’m going to be greedy and also make a roy request because ily and ur writing. please feel free to do just one of them or neither! but maybe some ‘holding the other’s hand to pull them baxk from something” with roy, i just love me some protective gruff teddy bear. thank you and i’m going to say congratulations AGAIN because you’re so cool <3

Hehehe thank you darling!! I love and appreciate you endlessly - I went in a different direction with this but I hope you love it just the same!

Part of the reason you and Roy worked so well, at least for you, was because of your opposing personalities. His gruff and grumpy attitude was the perfect match for your generally sunny disposition; he was always there to protect you and you were always there to help him see the brighter side of tough situations.

Sometimes, though, you couldn’t help but get protective of your man.

You knew he could handle himself, he was a world class athlete, but sometimes it just got to a point where you couldn’t restrain yourself. Tonight, you’d had a few drinks out with the team to celebrate their recent win, but someone at the bar was bringing down the mood.

“You were never that great as a player, and I don’t think you’re that great as a coach, either,” the man was saying, swaying in his seat as Roy stared straight ahead, not even bothering with a response. You, however, could never remain cool-headed about something you cared about as much as you care about Roy.

“Listen to me,” you say forcefully as you stand, even though you wobble a little on your shoes, “Roy’s a great fucking player and he’s a great fucking coach, maybe you’d know that if you got your head out of your ass long enough to watch a game.”

The man is looking at you with wide eyes, but you don’t even care anymore as you feel Roy’s hand wrap around yours, pulling you back and out of the bar. Shame and embarrassment course through you, making you hang your head as Roy leads you past the celebrating boys and into the night. You’re all ready to apologize, but Roy speaks first.

“Thank you, for telling him off like that.” He says, keeping your hand gripped tightly in his.

“I’m sorry for escalating,” you reply, knowing that your passion can bleed into hot-headedness.

“Don’t be fucking sorry, that was fucking amazing. Hot as shit,” he adds and you giggle, feeling the tension release in your chest.

“I still feel like I went a little overboard,” you tell him, squeezing his hand and delighting when he squeezes yours back.

“You didn’t. That fucker deserved it, I’m really fucking grateful you stuck up for me.” He goes quiet for a moment and you’re preparing to head back inside when he continues, “I know it seems like I don’t care but it still fucking hurts.”

“I know.”

“I know you know, and that’s why I’m so fucking thankful to have you around, yelling at everyone who looks at me wrong.”

You can’t help but to laugh at the idea that Roy Kent needs you around to tell people off for him, and soon Roy cracks a smile too and your heart sings. It’s such a rare sight, even though you can clearly read his emotions through his beautifully expressive eyes, that every time he smiles at you all you want to do is stare at him for hours, maybe take a picture.

“Now let’s get home, and I can show you how fucking much I appreciate you.” He leads you by the hand again, but this time all you feel is giddy excitement coursing through your body.

[lionhanie]

han taesan ; back 2 u (prologue)

you can’t help but find yourself coming back to taesan everytime

this is the prologue of my series, back 2 u (series masterlist here)!

fuckboy!taesan x fem!reader, college au

...featuring! BFFS jaehyun + woonhak, fuckboy leehan (AND he's taesan's roommate), and lovely roomies sungho + riwoo <3

word count: ~460

warnings: cursing, she/her pronouns used for the reader, taesan is a well-known player >.>

a/n: no one freak out but i use proper capitalization... anywho! i'm actually very excited for what i have planned for this series so i hope i can do my ideas justice :,) enjoy!!

likes ♡ and reblogs ↺ always appreciated!

It was hard to hide the disappointment on your face every time you’d pick up your phone only to see “No New Notifications” taunting you for the tenth time tonight. ”Y/N, I’m going to make Woonhak take that damn phone if you check it one more time. If he hasn’t texted you back in three days, what makes you think he’s going to text you now?” Your friend, Jaehyun, who you were currently supposed to be studying with, looks at you in annoyance from across your shared table in the library. 

“Oh, can you please leave me alone?” You complain, embarrassed to think that your desperation is as clear as day. “I’m not the one who’s on the verge of failing this class anyways.” 

“Okay, but that’s the exact fucking reason I called you earlier! Why agree to tutor me if you weren’t going to help me in the first place?” The frustration in his voice is evident as he angrily flips through the textbook in front of him. Jaehyun was right. Three days… He’s obviously ignoring you. Nobody leaves their phone untouched for three whole days anymore. You put your phone face down on the table, internally promising yourself that you wouldn’t pick it up again for the rest of your study session.

Woonhak, another friend of yours in the year below, is using his hoodie as a makeshift pillow as he lays his head on the table beside you. The exchange seems to pique his interest, as he lifts his head up slightly to chime in. “Are we talking about who I think we’re talking about right now? Han Taesan?” 

“...No, it’s not.” You quickly change the topic while rotating the textbook for you to read better from where you were seated. “Jaehyun, what did you need help with again?”

“Yes, Y/N’s talking about Taesan, Woonhak! Can you believe the person she’s hung up on is Han Taesan of all people?!” Jaehyun is quick to expose you, seemingly more interested in airing out his current irritation with your shared friend rather than his inherent need to study. "He's taking away my precious tutor!"

Woonhak chuckles as he sits up properly now, running his hands through his hair. In fact, he actually doesn’t stop laughing at the situation, until he notices the shameful look on your face as your gaze wanders around the library in a feeble attempt to avoid eye contact. His laughter soon dies down, looking to Jaehyun in disbelief. “Wait, you’re serious? I was just joking when I suggested him in the first place,” Your eyes are closed as you place your head in your hands, the humiliation properly washing over you now. “I’ve never seen him keep the same girl for longer than, what, five days?” 

"Yeah, neither have I." You scoff at the realization of the predicament you're currently occupied with: messing around with Han Taesan.

tags: @minwrlds (my babybear beta reader ily) @luna2nite @taesancore @taesanmoon @helpsplease (feel free to send an ask / comment to be added!)

a/n: LOLLLLL future parts will be longer i swear ;D

© lionhanie 2024 ; all rights reserved!

[simpjaes]

you’re genuinely such a nice person😭😭😭🫶🏻 not only is your writing so beautiful, but also your HEART.

i love how you actually take time to write thoughtful answers to anons who express their shame or insecurities often concerning sexual stuff etc. one can tell it’s written with care and i find it especially admirable knowing how busy u are with uni and all, yet you choose to spend your free time typing comforting and meaningful words to strangers :((<3 simpjaes is a very loving and caring person, and i wish you receive all the goodness you spread back, and more!! it’s always so heartwarming to see you interacting with others like that ♡

you’re so precious, ily.

i do my best with all things considered sdkjflsdk thank you ; u ;

i rly do try n take my time when someone asks me questions that seem like a soft or sensitive spot for them, mostly bc i see no reason why I shouldn't! a lot of people who aren't super sexual people may find themselves here feeling guilty or like they don't belong and i never want that to be the case.

after all, it's all fiction and no one is judging you ; u ; im the one getting judged over here, no one else!!!

anyway, yes, i will always do my best to make sure ppl feel comfy and safe here! I also hope receive the goodness back too, though that's not always what happens, unfortunately :///

<3 ilyt tho ; u ; thank u

[chicspo]

I feel like I’m at a point in my life where I’m just confused. I changed schools recently about 3 weeks ago and I haven’t made any real friends. I talk to a few people but they all have their own friends and I’m just kind of there. And this girl in my class have a problem with me for no reason? Her friend tries to talk to me but she keeps pushing her away from me. Hontesly I don’t even care at all but I just feel so “annoyed” and lonely at school I don’t have anyone at all. The only friends that stayed in my life were my 2 best friends and I still talk to them everyday alot and I’m very grateful for that because if I didn’t I would probably be more depressed than I am right now. I feel so isolated from the world and I just feel like I’m procrastinating everyday ( I do my homework and study tho ). I know what I’m feeling is normal and change is apart of life but I just feel tired everyday for no reason. That did make me realize how important friends are in life tho. I try to make myself cheer up I read books sometimes I write in my journal and I listen to music that’s all keeping me alive lowkey 😭. I plan to change schools next year with my best friends again because one of my best friends also feel the same way and we haven’t made any friends and it’s been like a month and the other her new school hasn’t started yet. Other than those stuff helping me with the change most of the time I don’t know how to tell myself it’s okay . What would be ur advice?

ur gonna be fine i promise!! its sooo good that ur still talking to ur old friends everyday. theyre good and real friends make sure to keep them. it can be hard not having anyone to lean on at school. the girl that keeps pushing her friend away from u is definitely just insecure about losing her own friend to u. some people are intimidated by new people and dont want to make new friends. its a shame. as long as no one is doing anything to hurt u and ur not getting bullied in any way then its okay. even if its lonely its peaceful. and who knows maybe next year u will actually be able to switch schools again AND be with ur old friend! i think u feel like ur procrastinating even tho u do complete ur work and study just because u feel aimless. fill ur free time with other things too. reading like u said is so good. just mind ur business at school and dont worry anymore about trying to make people into friends. just openly welcome anyone who comes up to u with no expectations. and be grateful that u still have ur other friends!! ily

[nereidprinc3ss]

Hi!! First things first. Dybmn part 6 was a masterpiece. Fanfiction is a form of escapism for a lot of people, yes, myself included. It's part of what makes it so fun! But it can also promote a lot of unhealthy practices or unrealistic expectations. So, seeing that section about Spencer saying that he didn't want to promote associations with negative emotions and sex made me feel so warm and fuzzy. Healthy sexual conversations like that are so important, and I feel like we never really have them unless we have a, God forbid, negative experience and then have to figure out why we feel that way. And even though it is in no way your responsibility!!! It made my heart so so so so happy to see <3. Can't wait for pt. 7 <3

Secondly! If you're still accepting requests for undercover! Reader and Spence~ I love that video of MGG with kiss marks all over his face. So maybe they're sharing a hotel room on the last day of a case, a little restless, and decide to play a silly game of truth or dare, leading reader to cover his face with kisses in her new lipstick?

Whether or not you have time to or want to do my request, I hope you see the first part of my message and acknowledge how amazingly talented you are. And what a wonderful person you are in general. I also want to thank you for your reblogs of Palestinian families/children who need help. It literally brought tears to my eyes seeing you do so. Love you so so so so so so much. Be well <3 Be happy <3 Pace yourself <3

Xoxox- Gossip Girl

ahhh ily you are sooo kind!! i know i kind of backtracked all that with spencer breaking in to her apartment again lol but the point of it all still stands and I agree w spencer but for narrative reasons….. he is contradicting himself juusttt a little bit

as for the reblogs it is literally the least i could do, ik im just a fanfic writer lol but if i have any platform at all it would be a shame for me to not use it. i don’t expect that i’m going to save the world with my reblogs but it’s important to me and i don’t want anyone to be confused about where i stand.

thank you for your kindness!! XO

[trashlie]

I swear finding your blog has been a heaven sent. My friends stopped reading ILY bc, 1) long hiatus made them loose momentum; 2) they read a lot so slowburns are not exactly up their valley; 3) they like romance more than drama so they lost interest in continuing since the goal isn’t as clear as a romance’s usually are.

BUT BOI DO I ABSOLUTELY BASK IN THIS WEBCOMIC

Imma see if you’re coughs up to FP 238 bc i need someone to vent all my feels this WEBTOON makes me go through. please keep the rants. really can’t get enough of ILY but felt like I’m alone in the hype. Glad to see I’m not the only one.

Haha aaawww!!!!! I know the feeling!!!! I'm trying to get my friend back into it - I know she'll get there but!!!!! Sometimes you just need to SCREAM with someone - which is how I wound up screaming here into the void on tumblr lmao watching the famdom grow over here and become more connected has been really fun, because ILY is clearly not the kind of webtoon you can just read and move on from. We need to dwell on it we need to mull in it and then howl about it! Watching a lot of my theories and hunches come true?! Watching the romance that people tried to downplay come forth? Watching all of this character development?! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

I have every intention of trying to catch up and dump my 238 thoughts later today! It's PRETTY safe to always assume I will be up to date, but I still appreciate you checking! ILY is the one thing I FP without fail whether or not I'm on a trip lmaoooooooo but feel free to come back with your thoughts!!!! I love seeing what everyone is thinking! To me, ILY is such a collaborative fandom once you find the people who obsess over it as much as you do lmao. It's gotten such a bad rep as a webtoon for the past and for not being the simple romcom people wanted it to be, which is a shame, because the layers and layers and nuance of ILY is what makes me love it as much as I do. I can't think of any other webtoon that comes close to it in complexity and theorizing, yknow?!

[crowsblogs]

I feel like my story with accepting I'm a lesbian is a tricky one, and it only took until mid/late last year to truely accept. I came out at the age of 10 or 11, telling my mom I liked both girls and boys, but she told me I was too young to *choose* that. I came out about two more times over the next year or so, and when I was 12 or 13 I came out to her as transgender (male), and she automatically didn't fully accept it. She told me I was too young and I didn't really KNOW. Well, I wrote her a letter about it and she talked to my uncle's (married, who are gay) for advice, but they really couldn't give any. She accepted it, but it was hard for her. She didn't really use he/him pronouns and also didn't really try using my preferred name, but did make attempts.

When I was 15 I told my therapist that I was being abused by my father, and my mom had been told as it had to be reported. She then thought the only reason I wanted to be a boy was because of the abuse, but it took another year and seeing a doctor to get onto testosterone to tell her otherwise. Around that time I had been friends with/dating a guy that we were not compatible at all with, we were horrible for each other and nothing would've worked out, so my mental health was at a bad low. I identified as gay to bisexual, I think I was too scared of coming to say I only liked girls because that person had also been transmale, and I didn't want him to assume I saw him as female, which I never did. A part of me was also too scared to admit it because, my mom didnt really see me as male, and I didn't want to let her further down by saying I only liked girls. It was hard, I felt as if, even if I didn't identify as male, I still had to like guys.

At 16 I started testosterone hrt. At 18, my mom died. A lot of shit happened and I couldn't handle life basically. I continued to say I was bisexual to gay and then identify then as transmasculine non-binary around 18 as well. Again, I was too ashamed to admit I like only females, also because I absolutely loved male fictional characters (so that had to make me gay mlm, right?)

Then in 2022 I realized I'm not transmale, and that's okay, it's how I thought I identified and that's valid, but I did identify as masc nonbinary. Then I tried to accept that I loved only girls, but I was ashamed because I didn't want to let anyone down by liking them, so I went and said I was bisexual so it'd seem "better." (I also do not care what's in their pants, as long as they identify as female. So yes ily nb and transfems <3 I prefer personality and actions more than anything.)

Something happened late 2023, I'm not sure what, but I set in the fact I'm a lesbian (and also genderfluid). I felt shame, but I have amazing friends who keep me solid, and also joked about being a lesbian. I never had such a strong friend support system before, and they all mean the world to me. I still feel like I'm letting people down by not liking men, but I'm happy now. My little genderfluid and lesbian self can't be happier.

It took a LONG time, but I'm glad.

Thank you for coming to my book reading lol.

[realmythsmoved]

Whyyyyyyy do people keep unfollowing me? Obviously, I appreciate anyone who sticks around. I genuinely do. But I hate losing mutuals and never knowing why. Like what did I do wrong? (Hopefully nothing, of course. Maybe it's just a writing styles not meshing thing, which is okay.) I just don't get what makes people decide to unfollow, especially when we had active threads. Like it's just a shame, tbh. Because I can genuinely be excited about interacting with someone and then find out they've unfollowed and be like O.O.

I'll be fine, don't worry. I just...do feel blah when things like this happen. And so this post is just to acknowledge that, I guess. That it's okay to be sad when you lose RP partners. It's natural, it's normal. It makes sense.

And that it's also important to appreciate those who do stick around, and to love and support those people. So to all of my mutuals, I love you. And if anything, this post is proof of that. Because if any of you ever decided to unfollow, I would be missing you too. But obviously I hope that won't be the case lol.

But yeah, I just think it makes sense to miss those who you were RPing with and wanted to RP more with in the future. And that it's okay to express that, and to wish things could've turned out differently, while still appreciating your current followers/mutuals. You can do both, you know?

If you've read this whole post, thank you. ILY <3

[webslingingslasher]

https://www.tumblr.com/webslingingslasher/739224380667772928/hi-j-can-i-talk-ab-smth-thats-making-me-sad?source=share

thank you🫶🏻. i read this reply earlier and it made me cry bc you’re the only one who actually cares. thanks for letting me talk. also this is long and i’m v sorry but i just wanted to share w someone. part of it gets deep but i swear u don’t have to reply to that part, i fr just wanna make one point ab guys fighting

i hate violence so much. the jokes ab men punching walls don’t make me laugh and men beating the shit out of other guys to protect their girl isn’t attractive to me. i just hate all of it

it used to be funny and attractive until it wasn’t. my dad was so mad at me yesterday bc he was drunk and i wouldn’t give him more alc, that he punched a wall. i took a pic of the hole in my bedroom door and sent it my friends in our gc and we were laughing so hard at it bc white men and punching walls yk? It was so funny and we kept making jokes/memes ab it til i realised he punched the wall bc he couldn’t punch me (i closed my door and he couldn’t get in) and that’s a weird fucking realisation.

i just don’t like any of it and i’m having a v bad day. i told my mum and brother and nobody gets it. they both blame me. it’s ridiculous. and now i’m convincing myself that i DID do something wrong, when i know i didnt. it’s fucking crazy. he could beat the shit out of me (he wouldn’t) and they’d still find a way to make it my fault.

im gna send u my mums response (english is her 3rd language so ignore the mistakes) and she’s literally blaming me.

for context, my dad has a history of abuse (against my mum, yet she still defends him) and my mum is just as bad.

this is what she texted me:

“Ppl have limitations. If you push them they do things or say things and you turn and call names to those can’t bare any more. You should be a bit more patient and a bit more respectful to your parents

You shouldn’t keep shouting at him. We’re both doing our best even we are not the best I know, but as a return I thing we deserve to be respected , if you are better than us then you should understand what I am saying”

i just feel so alone. i stg it’s like no one understands.

anyways long story short i don’t like violence and i don’t find it attractive. i don’t shame anyone / any girls bc i’m a girls girl at heart, but i hate how people have romanticised violence bc it really does send the wrong message to guys and younger boys growing up and hearing “fights are so hot” and “it’s so sexy when guys beat the shit out of other guys” even if they deserved it. like even tho they wouldn’t do that to you, the reminder that they can makes me sick. i just don’t like it and i feel like i’m the only one :/ violence just makes me icky and anxious and scared even if it’s not directed to me/supposed to “protect me” (when it’s at another guy at a bar or whatever).

thanks for listening to my rant. ur legit my bestie. i have an anon emoji & we’re mutuals/we talk on here like all the time but i don’t wanna use it on this

ily

i don’t think you’re wrong for having this opinion or have it belong in an unpopular opinion category. i think the issue is that violence (esp w. men) has been so desensitized that it’s “normal.”

i also don’t like violence and grew up with an angry man in my home. i will never be an angry man and i will never be with one for that reason. but when i read something fictional i feel like im taking control back (? if that makes sense.) because i can “control” the violence.

your dad was wrong, and it was wrong of your mom to try and protect him. you deserve to feel safe and i’m sorry you don’t. i’m here always <3

[kiskisur]

i- i mean... this took life out of me to say it but i want to be brave and admit it.

//all of the 3some reqs r from me i just acted like different people and send them in different times because i think you will be mad and thinks im too down bad (also too greedy)// ToT i saw your post today and i wanted to admit it in shame, im sowwy i just love your writing so much and i crave for dicks-

a-anyway, have a happy day/night, i wish you the best dearest writer. (pls dont feel pressure wring them, ily and ur works. the one who wrote that lowest ask was also me. basically u actually saved me from college hell and i appreciate u a lot, ily, thank you. hugs and loves.)

AWWWW NO I LOVE YOUR REQUESTS <33 😭 you don't have to apologize really I don't mind it all I actually love it all sm- I will do this asap <33 HONESTLY YOU'RE SO NICE HUHU ILYSM YOU MADE MY DAY BETTER <3 :(

I hope you enjoy college life and take care of yourself as well, anon!! <3

[my-secret-shame]

Congrats! I love your stories! I love your text meme's of the boys most of all! They make me laugh so much! I always share each and everyone! <3 As for the celebration request I request:

🔮-> Let The Fates Decide! : Using a random generator I’ll find out who your fictional soulmate is & where you meet

The only specifics I ask for is Oscar Characters. Thank you and congrats once again! <3

Ahhh thank you so much, you're too kind! 💖 (ILY)

🔮THE FATES HAVE DECIDED🔮

Your soulmate is: Jake Lockley

And you met: at the Grocery Store

So I've just been chating with the Fates with a pendulum and they're telling me this:

Jake usually does the weekly food shop. He actually finds it soothing.

It spends far longer that most people do choosing the items he's going to buy, he never deviates from his shopping list but will spend ages finding the 'perfect' bunch of grapes, or the 'correct' can of baked beans. (Steven likes baked beans, he will fight anyone on this.)

Jake had been standing and choosing the 'right' bag of pasta for a g e s.

You had been waiting, politely, for him to move so that you could grab the pasta you wanted.

You even gave him a well mannered, "sorry, excuse me, can I just get that?"

But Jake was so wrapped up in what he was doing that he didn't notice.

Finally, you'd had enough. You'd had a stressful day and just wanted to get your shopping over with. "Oh my god, your getting this one here!" You choose a bag of pasta for him and put it in his hands. "Excuse me!" And then grab your own.

Jake gives you an absolutely bemused look, his frown quickly turning to a smile. "This is actually a perfect choice cariño, thank you."

Your annoyance quickly dissolves as he turns on the charm.

Thank you so much!

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