#p!atd still on my mind fuck

[blossoms-phan]

hi friends! since it’s been 3 months I thought I’d do a little updated about me :p

you can call me blossoms! 🌸 comes from the url obviously which I decided on in seconds when sitting in the middle of my bed making this blog at 3am bc I love dan and phil and cherry blossoms/japan/japhan etc etc

(as a side note I don’t share a lot of personally identifying info on here for a lot of reasons, don’t wanna be found out + professional reasons and tumblr is a great platform for having being a phannie as my main identity but I will occasionally overshare in the tags or random posts. for the most vague details I’m canadian and a poc ig? if you want to be friends or discuss anything in more detail im happy to share in dms just not in the general void lol)

some past fandoms I’ve been a part of tumblr or otherwise: avengers/marvel (this was in the peak in like 2016 and I followed it probably up until 2020 but dgaf anymore soz), marvel’s daredevil (their best show still love it), one direction/harry styles (harry was prob my biggest interest/fandom I was heavily involved in until like 2022 ish, i followed a bunch of accounts on my other blog and fan pages, went to his first solo tour in 2018, basically followed his every move- ik he’s not some underground artist but I lost interest when he kinda boomed and became SUPER popular I miss the early days of his solo era lol but still like his music), criminal minds, I think those are the main ones obv I lurk anytime I have a special interest lol

artists I like: twenty one pilots, arctic monkeys, the 1975, hozier, frank ocean, bad suns, muse, sufjan stevens, lana del rey, wallows, ed sheeran, lorde, zayn/hs/niall horan, paramore, the smiths, 5sos, kendrick lamar, fka twigs, fleetwood mac (this is off the top of my head just main ones ig there’s lots of other artists with specific songs I like and I also listen to my playlists from middle school often with p!atd and fob just the older stuff tho)

fave tv: derry girls, criminal minds, the office, gilmore girls, brooklyn 99, community, freaks and geeks, gossip girl, new girl, the end of the fucking world (short but a personal fave), fleabag, mindhunter- I like basic nbc sitcoms ok what can I say but currently watching Buffy and there’s lots of things on my watchlist like twin peaks I just never have time (aka always watching YouTube/dnp)

i like to think of myself as a cinephile when I really don’t watch as many movies as I’d like to bc of the same reasons listed above but I keep up with what’s happening in the film world and yeah some of my faves include: little women, sing street, before sunrise, aftersun, clueless, call me by your name, the perks of being a wallflower, big hero 6, la la land, zodiac, the social network, scream, the batman, bones and all, knives out, hp/twilight series

random interests: the scream franchise/saw/horror, until dawn (the game), youtube video essays, true crime content/criminology (in the most respectful way I promise I studied it and mean like actual data and researched podcasts not the weirdos that idolize certain people cough cough), perfumes/cosmetics, art, fashion, baking/food in gen, journaling, pinterest, reading (literary fiction/mystery/some ya)

idk what you were expecting this is literally all media but we’re all media consumers here lmao and I thought this might be a fun way to connect with other phannies if we share similar interests outside of dnp :3

[killva-creates]

mcr/bandom fics to avoid

for other people on here just getting into bandom, here's some fics to avoid just because of how triggering they are

(mama)

fandom: mcr

rating: explicit

ship(s): Frerard

why you should avoid this:

domestic abuse

physical abuse

suicide attempts and ideation

pedophilia

dubious consent

like if any of these things trigger you, don't read it. there are very explicit scenes depicting physical abuse from frank's mother, it's so fucking triggering, and then there's an extremely questionable age gap between frank and Gerard, and there is drunk sex.

I could not finish this because of how fucked up it was. it literally does not get better until the last chapter, which is basically an epilogue, and there's like 84 chapters in total. frank barely has a character arc, which makes it worse.

two vatos locos full of inomorantos

fandom: mcr, fob, p!atd, twenty one pilots

rating: explicit

ship(s): frerard, rikey, peterick, rydon, rosh (Ryan x josh dun)

why you should avoid this:

domestic abuse

graphic violence

pedophilia (I don't care what the author says, watching a minor masturbate and not doing anything to stop it is fucked up and still pedophilia.)

suicide attempts and ideation

dubious consent

I had several panic attacks while reading this because of how dark it was, it triggered my anxiety about past trauma. there are graphic depictions of suicide, and none of the characters get a break from the angst.

a splitting of the mind

fandom: mcr

rating: explicit

ship(s): frerard

why you should avoid this:

schizophrenia

the characters are in a mental hospital

character death

past rape/non-con

listen, I get it, it's one of the three most famous mcr fics out there. but it's so sad because there's barely even a ghost of a happy ending. compared to the other fics I've listed, it's not as bad, but it's still dark. Personally, I love it, but I put it on here just because.

I will update with more bandom fics to avoid as I delve deeper into the tags

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Re: fall out boy question

YES! I feel mostly the same way tbh! The main way I rank my favourite to least favourite is which songs end up most in the top 10 but then I also put a lot of weight on the sentimental value of it, part of the reason why I quite often rank new fall out over their older stuff is not because it’s better music but because I have so many memories associated with the newer albums as I listened to them (save rock and roll, American Beauty American psycho and Mania) religiously throughout highschool and they got me through a hell of a lot of teenage angst. But it’s amazing how well it actually stands up to scrutiny versus like Twenty One Pilots who I also listened to during my angst phase and although Vessel is a good album it doesn’t even hold a candle to something like Save Rock and Roll.

It’s only recently that I’ve actually started to listen and enjoy a lot of the older stuff because my music taste has shifted slightly (not majorly) but I definitely slept on Take This to Your Grave and even to some extent Infinity on High and Folie (heinous I know) and they’re just chefs kiss.

All the albums have their own merits and my rankings are so fucking messy cuz they’re more based on my feelings than the music itself. Basically my ranking if it was based on sentimental value would be totally different to ranking based on which has the “best” music (even though I stand by the fact they’ve never released a bad song let alone a bad album *cough* panic at the disco with Viva Las Vengeance *cough*)

related to this

Oh, nice! I can see that. And, yeah, I feel you--Fall Out Boy has a lot of sentimental meaning to me, too. I dealt with a shit ton of mental health problems growing up (ans I still deal with them), and their music definitely helped me through all that as well as through the regular, non-disordered teenage angst, lmao. Though, I will forever have a soft spot for SRAR because that was my introductory album to FOB. I was too young to have heard their pre-haitus stuff as it came out. I've since gone back and fallen in love with all the older stuff and a fuck ton of their solo projects, but, yeah, the stuff I was there for on the ground floor has some extra memories.

Also, my own high school memory of them is that I decided I didn't give a fuck about if other people found it cringy or not, I just had to do it... I had a FOB lyric as my senior quote, "you are what you love, not who loves you," from SRAR.

I also listened to a lot of TØP and P!ATD, but I never got fully into them the way I did with FOB (and, to some extent, MCR).

I'm glad you've gone back and listened! I love, love, love the old stuff. I personally have a music taste that's ALL OVER THE PLACE, and I feel like FOB gets most of the credit for it. They introduced from a whole new world away from radio pop, country hits, or classic rock. It's not just that their albums sound different, but because I got so into FOB and they all talk about their different musical backgrounds over the years, I began to consume all these different genres. Treating it like music recommendations. And I especially started listening to hardcore since that's where their roots lie. I fell in love. Hardcore, rock, metal, punk, etc. All the little sub genres of each, too. Nu metal, black metal, heavy metal, metalcore, etc., etc. I love it.

That's fair, though, rankings are often messy and all over the place anyway. Everyone has their own ears and opinions.

(I bought Viva Las Vengeance on CD before I listened and... I was pretty disappointed. I think it's good pop, and I don't mind pop music. Not at all! It's just not what I was expecting from Panic! Even as a follow-up to Pray For The Wicked, which was pretty pop-ish, too. Although, I must admit that the theory that the song "Local God" is a letter to Ryan Ross makes me actually love that song, lol.)

Thanks for giving me an excuse to rant about music, lmao.

[thesunsethour]

my official ranking of (basically) every song by The Killers

(excluding remix versions and non-officially released covers. i treat live versions as separate entities to their studio counterparts)

(only the first 20 or so aren’t good. almost every song here is an absolute banger)

158. Goatsucker (objectively odd song, don’t think it was ever officially released)

157. Enterlude (wasn’t needed on the sam’s town album)

156. Exitlude (read above)

155. Get Trashed (”why is the beat made of sandpaper?” - my brother)

154. Who Let You Go? (repetitive)

153. Where The White Boys Dance (dull)

152. Ruby, Don’t Take Your Love To Town (too country)

151. West Hills III (prefer the first version)

150. Mr Brightside - Original Demo (only so low because it’s in direct comparison to the actual Mr Brightside)

149. The Getting By IV (the killers released 5 versions of the getting by. this is the least best)

148. Replaceable (again, not sure if this was ever officially released)

147. I’ll Be Home For Christmas (feat. Ned Humphrey Hansen) (very emotional but very long)

146. Waiting For Love (sounds flat)

145. C’est La Vie (not tonally linked to the rest of the album)

144. Change Your Mind (probably the weakest song, lyrically, on Hot Fuss)

143. Under The Gun (now we’re reaching songs that are good. great bridge)

142. All The Pretty Faces (nice harmonies)

141. The Getting By V

140. Christmas in L.A. (feat Dawes) (this should be higher up but god the killers have so many good songs)

139. Leave The Bourbon On The Shelf (mention of the name Jennifer which I take to be the same Jenny as in JWAFOM)

138. Sweet Talk (people should listen to the sawdust album more)

137. The Ballad Of Michael Valentine (unfortunately this reminds me of P!ATD)

136. On Top (brandon’s voice sounds so young on Hot Fuss it’s mad)

135. I Feel It In My Bones (feat. Ryan Pardey) (more fun christmas charity song)

134. The Cowboy’s Christmas Ball (SO country it’s actually funny. bop)

133. Show You How (experimental)

132. ¡Happy Birthday Guadalupe! (feat. Wild Light and Mariachi El Bronx) (also featuring brandon speaking spanish! kinda)

131. Dirt Sledding (feat. Ryan Pardey and Richard Dreyfuss) (the killers have banger christmas tunes)

130. Move Away (”take your skin off when you listen to me” is an incredible line)

129. Ultraviolet (Light My Way) (U2 cover) (minus points because it made me think of bono)

128. A White Demon Love Song (this was on the twilight soundtrack)

127. Believe Me Natalie (mommy issues)

126. Four Winds (Bright Eyes Cover) (thumbs up from me)

125. Mona Lisas and Mad Matters (Elton John Cover) (bonus points for elton john)

124. Hotel California (Eagles cover) (banger)

123. Oh Yeah, By The Way (again, not sure if ever officially released)

122. Why Don’t You Find Out For Yourself? (fab guitar)

121. Questions With The Captain (bonkers)

120. A Great Big Sled (feat. Toni Halliday) (please listen to this for the HO HO HO’S. very funny)

119. My List (i love the pre-chorus of this song)

118. A Crippling Blow (cool vocals)

117. Joy Ride (the lyrics of the verses are fucking brilliant. chorus less so)

116. Peace Of Mind (slow and beautiful)

115. Why Do I Keep Counting? (daddy issues)

114. Goodnight, Travel Well (lyrics mention “flesh and bone” which is a song on the next album. insert coincidence, i think not! meme)

113. Joel The Lump Of Coal (feat. Jimmy Kimmel) (surprisingly emotional for a children’s christmas song)

112. Daddy’s Eyes (class vocals)

111. Zombie Hands (banger halloween song)

110. Spaceship Adventure (written for a kid’s show. still a bop)

109. The Getting By III

108. Joseph, Better You Than Me (feat. Elton John and Neil Tennant) (bonus points for elton john again)

107. Midnight Show (many Flowerisms in this song. Flowerisms = typical brandon flowers lyrics that i love)

106. The Getting By (why are there so many versions of this one song)

105. A Matter Of Time (worst song on Battle Born but still incredible)

104. When The Dreams Run Dry (i love the format of the verses)

103. Tidal Wave (great vocals again)

102. Running Towards A Place (i feel like i should apologise to Imploding The Mirage for the whole album being ranked quite low but theres just so many good songs)

101. Money On Straight (the word shit is uttered in this song, scandalous)

100. West Hills II (doesn’t hold a candle to the proper version of this song)

99. The Getting By II (feat. Lucius) ( i think this is the last version of TGB)

98. Blowback (i once thought this was a metaphor for a blowjob. its not)

97. Caution - Wasatch Style (not as good as Caution on its own)

96. Fire In Bone (I FELT UNKNOWN!!!!!!!!)

95. My God (feat. Weyes Blood) (brilliant chorus)

94. The World We Live In (this SHOULD be higher only for the live version is so so so so so so so much better)

93. Neon Tiger (i love the way brandon says reDEEM)

92. Blowback - Acoustic ( i love the piano at the end)

91. Imploding The Mirage (banger ending)

90. Boy (only released a few weeks ago and already a new favourite of mine. SO MANY flowerisms)

89. Shadowplay (Joy Division Cover) (again, this would be ranked higher but the live version is vastly superior)

88. Sam’s Town Live From Abbey Road 2006 (i hadn’t listened to this version before compiling this list and its lovely)

87. Boots (brilliant vibes, almost haunting)

86. Runaway Horses II (not as good as the first version)

85. Dustland (feat. Bruce Springsteen) ( @arcmonkeys may kill me for ranking a song with bruce springsteen so low but alas. there are better versions of ADF)

84. Dying Breed (incredible bridge)

83. Don’t Shoot Me Santa (feat. Ryan Pardey) (NO ONE ELSE is doing christmas songs like the killers. NO ONE)

82. Land Of The Free (beautiful & haunting protest song about gun violence and white supremacy in the US)

81. My Own Soul’s Warning (BUT MAN, I THOUGHT I COULD FLY)

80. Pressure Machine (feeling small from the vastness of the universe, brandon? same.)

79. Life To Come (just really beautiful)

78. Have All The Songs Been Written? (spoiler alert: no! flowers goes on to write two more albums and another is in the works)

77. Run For Cover (such a 2017 song)

76. The Man (brilliant to hear live but not my favourite on the WW album)

75, Out Of My Mind (bonus points for a paul mccartney mention)

74. Forget About What I Said (franz ferdinand vibes)

73. Bones (overflowing with flowerisms!!)

72. Just Another Girl (diana agron is in the music video. bonus points)

71. Smile Like You Mean It (you can tell how high the quality of the killers’ music is when a song this good is still quite far down)

70. Everything Will Be Alright (underrated as hell. this song got me through lockdown a couple years ago)

69. Andy, You’re A Star (brandon flowers wrote a song from the perspective of a gay teenager and yet somehow this song is still more gay)

68. Glamorous Indie Rock and Roll (not as good as the Sawdust version)

67. Caution (sad las vegas vibes baby! but upbeat this time!)

66. The Rising Tide (any mention of neon lights is a win for me)

65. Lightning Fields (feat. k.d. lang) (best song on ITM by a country mile)

64. I Can’t Stay (better live but still great)

63. Prize Fighter (i mean this with so much affection: the lyrics of this song are so stupid <3)

62. Carry Me Home (the morning dove sings with two broken wings...)

61. From Here On Out (jam)

60. Here With Me (we’re on a Battle Born roll at the moment)

59. In The Car Outside (INCREDIBLE lyricism)

58. Somebody Told Me (has a bisexual aperitif or whatever damon albarn said)

57. Rut (I’M NOT LIKE HER YOU’RE NOT LIKE THEM!!!)

56. Deadlines and Commitments (extremely underrated)

55. Quiet Town (so sad and haunting)

54. Bling (Confession Of A King) (perfect lyrics but far better live)

53. Runaway Horses (feat. Phoebe Bridgers) (bonus points for phoebe bridgers)

52. In Another Life (basically perfect from start to finish)

51. Uncle Jonny (banger)

50. Sam’s Town (once again, only ranked so low because the live version is so superior)

49. Some Kind Of Love (brandon sings with his kids at the end and its so precious)

48. Shot At The Night (oh god, our home has long been outgrown...)

47. Flesh And Bone (love the talking at the end)

46. Heart Of A Girl (daddy kink)

45. I Can’t Stay Live From The Royal Albert Hall (the encore at the end is so beautiful)

44. Somebody Told Me Live From The Royal Albert Hall (the whisper voice at the start of the second chorus oh yeah baby)

43. Be Still (slow and poetic and beautiful)

42. Battle Born (UP AGAINST THE WALL!!!!!!!)

41. Human (VERY iconic)

40. Human Live From The Royal Albert Hall (brandon flowers screams LONDONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN and it changed lives)

39. Mr Brightside (how can a modern day classic be down so low? because the killers are just THAT good, alright?)

38. Cody (brandon flowers is such a good storyteller)

37. Losing Touch (BUT YOU MADE YOUR WAY BACK HOME!!)

36. This Is Your Life (acab)

35. Romeo and Juliet (Dire Straits cover) (this cover is better than the original and i will never stand down from this opinion)

34. Glamorous Indie Rock and Roll - Sawdust Version (the superior version. also bonus points for the beatles refrence)

33. Runaways (”like a stumbling ghost i haunt these halls” is one of my favourite lyrics of all time)

32. Smile Lime You Mean It Live From The Royal Albert Hall (just a million times better than the studio version)

31. Sleepwalker (IT DOESN’T COME FROM WITHOUT, IT COMES FROM WITHIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

30. Miss Atomic Bomb (worthy sequel to Mr Brightside)

29. When You Were Young (full of flowerisms + he doesn’t look a thing like jesus)

28. Losing Touch Live From The Royal Albert Hall (far prefer the pitched down instrumentals and the outro is fantastic)

27. Desperate Things (this song being so highly ranked must put me on an FBI list. but songs about murder are brilliant!)

26. A Dustland Fairytale (just incredible storytelling)

25. This River Is Wild (flowerisms + the way he says “i SHAKE a little”

24. Tranquilize (feat. Lou Reed) (all around fucking brilliant song. cain & abel reference, creepy children’s chorus, wonderful harmonies)

23. For Reasons Unknown (such emotive lyrics its stunning)

22. This Is Your Life Live From The Royal Albert Hall (you gotta be stronger than the story!!!! oh god, the narrative)

21. Tyson v Douglas (WW is such an underrated album this song is a banger)

20. Terrible Thing (possibly their saddest song... “barbed wire town of barbed wire dreams”...)

19. The Way It Was (i will fight anyone who says BB isn’t a strong album)

18. Shadowplay (Joy Division cover) Live From The Royal Albert Hall (WAITING FOR YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU)

17. All These Things That I’ve Done (flowerisms + the iconic “i got soul but i’m not a soldier”)

16. Mr Brightside Live From The Royal Albert Hall (better live)

15. Wonderful Wonderful (when i saw the killers live for the first time they started with this and i ascended into heaven)

14. The Calling (bonus points for woody harrelson)

13. West Hills (every single line in this song is perfect)

12. Jenny Was A Friend Of Mine (first song on their first album and already SO good)

11. Read My Mind (probably the best song in the world, actually. flowerisms galore!)

10. Spaceman (just fucking incredible lyrics)

9. The World We Live In Live From The Royal Albert Hall (DAVID BRENT KEUNING ON GUITARS EVERYONE !!!!!!)

8. Bling (Confession Of A King) Live From The Royal Albert Hall (WHEN I OFFER YOU SURVIVAL, YOU SAY ITS HARD ENOUGH TO LIVE)

7. A Dustland Fairytale Live From The Royal Albert Hall (it feels so personal, so beautiful, and brandon’s voice sounds so much better live)

6. Spaceman Live From The Royal Albert Hall (call and answer bitches!!)

5. All These Things That I’ve Done Live From The Royal Albert Hall (I GOT SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUL BUT IM NOT A SOLDIER)

4. Jenny Was A Friend Of Mine Live From The Royal Albert Hall (LONDON. I SAID LOOOONDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNN WHAT YOU GOT? 1 2 3 HA!)

3. When You Were Young Live From The Royal Albert Hall (SING ME A LULLABY, COME ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN)

2. Sam’s Town (Acoustic) Live From The Royal Albert Hall (the best change from studio to live. slow, soft and quiet and beautiful before the tempo builds up to absolute jam. I SEE SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM’S TOOOOOOOOOOOOWN NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW)

1. Read My Mind Live From The Royal Albert Hall (the perfect version of the perfect song)

bless you, thank you. this better not crash my tumblr

[silentxxsoul]

The 'Season Sex...I mean Season Six' reaction dump

^ Live look @ me, rejoicing my fruity lil firefighters are back on my screen

Last year my attention was divided by October Baseball and this show.

This year is not last year, and we do not speak of the Red Sox atm bc it makes me sad.

However, fantasy football is in full swing and literally all three of my top players play tonight, so this (as if it isn't already) will be a complete shit show of 911 feels and me yelling about grown men chasing a football across the field.

Anyway, quick top of mind predictions to look back on to see how wildly wrong I am:

Buck has dinner with the Diaz boys and laments about Bobby not thinking he was put together enough to be interim captain when Chris hits him with "Buck, you don't even have a couch."

For legal reasons, that will make it into a fic of mine (that will only exist on my hard drive) if it isn't in the show.

Buckley-Han family feels, primarily we get talking Jee-Yun and some good quality therapy time for Madney. I'm still firmly in the camp that the 'non spoilers' was for Madney moving back in together permanently, but I literally can't get Bobby helping May move into the dorms out of my head and y'all...I'm emotional.

Bobby already talked to Hen about the captain thing and she declined, but then reconsiders after Lucy's niece took her out.

Buck himbo moments, and the o/u of facts spewing is set at 3.5. I'm taking the over btw

So much of Eddie 'Heart Eyes Diaz'. Seriously, I need so much of that man on my screen. Especially with his smitten 'can't stop looking at my husband' faces.

HenRen celebrating Hen's promo, because they deserve all the fluffy and lovey scenes

aaaaaaaand now on to the *actual* reactions

I'll be honest P!ATD opening S6 was not on my bingo card lmao

*narrator voice* Something in fact, did happen

Maddie is back and all is well ahhhhhhhhhhhh ♥♥♥

Driver Buck is back ??????? say less

The anxiety while she searches for the other backpack is killing me

Eddie back in action I just --

Like, on one hand I'm bummed the blimp thing was that fast but on the other hand it leaves so much room for activities (see: domestic 118)

BUCK COOKING AT THE LOFT WHILE HIS HUSBAND AND KID PLAY BOARD GAMES I MEAN THE FAN FIC WRITERS KEEP WINNING

CHRISTOPHER LMAO

Seriously, like father like son. 🥰

I mean, this whole fucking domestic scene made my heart explode like, you're going to look at me and tell me that I'm wrong? Those men are married, your honor.

Wood chippers are a hard no from me, no way sounds like a good time to check in on the Bills game

WHAT A FUCKING TERRIBLE TIME TO LOOK BACK I REPEAT TERRIBLE TIMING WTF

pretty on brand for 911 tho

Neither did I Eddie, neither did I.

Eddie is so over Buck's antics, I can't lmao

Like father, like clipboard toting-overprepared son

I could never have the willpower or patience to win a car that way, and that's coming from someone who was two seconds from torching my own car because it once again exploded coolant from a random orifice.

Eddie nailing the disappointed dad tone before wanting to yell at a bitch 😂

Buck looks way too happy to be toting a saw around 🤣

Y'all they weren't joking about packing in the emergencies

I love, love, love the friendship between Athena and Hen ♥♥♥

YES MADDIE OVER COME THE PROBLEMS AND GET YOUR HAPPY ENDING PLS PLS PLS IM BEGGING YOUUUUUUU

PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

(full disclosure I was pretty sure his hand wasn't aiming for her hand 🤭)

Oh so they hooked up hooked up and he ghosted oh no no no no no

Eddie sipping coffee like the little gossip he is 🥰🥰🥰

Also can we just salivate appreciate the arms on that man I mean wowwwwwww

MADNEY IS BACK BITCHES

So hear me out, Buck helps Eddie by patching his walls, Eddie helps Buck pick a couch by moving him into his house, sharing his bed, and wooing the fuck out of his husband

Buck baby, I'm begging you to stop while you are a head bc she's going to eat you alive

The look of realization on Bobby's face I'm crying

Anyway, I need them to have a serious talk bc Buck is clearly spiraling and oh christ the couch 🤣

Was that Eddie doing curls in the background ????

Yo you can't just have him walk around with a chair like that I need a little warning here

I'm going to need 8-10 business days to process everything in this episode, most centering around that dinner scene because aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

*insert buddie manifest circle*

Like I barely remember this all started with the poor girl and her temporary heart, and we went through a whole ass rollercoaster to get to the end.

What a cliffy to end on WHATTTTTTT

I'm going to need 8-10 business days to process everything in this episode, most centering around that dinner scene because aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

*insert buddie manifest circle*

Like I barely remember this all started with the poor girl and her temporary heart, and we went through a whole ass rollercoaster to get to the end

[moonchildsaurora]

When Monsters come out to Play

✤ Trickster!Hongjoong + reader (feat. Wooyoung) ✤ genre: Dead by Daylight AU // horror, angst (not really tho), survival mode ✤ t/w: sfw, rated M, contains: swearing/depictions of violence + blood/unhinged minds/death scene/mentions of weapons ✤ count: 1.9k+

a/n - have y’all seen Trickster from the dbd game? I would betray everyone in game for that man. So this piece is heavily inspired by that character & his lore, my mind is still reeling that the creators really did THAT. A few tweaks from the canonverse but hope you guys enjoy this wild ride! 💙

✛ play these vibes: Sub Urban - ‘Cirque’, P!ATD - ‘Emperor's New Clothes‘, Gi-DLE - ‘Oh my god’ ✛

Neon lights streaked across his face and dark ash hair, illuminating the silver that hung around his neck. Sharp kohl-lined eyes fixed on the two other figures dancing heartily around the karaoke booth, singing at the top of their lungs. Although one could argue that their borderline screams could be passable as so.

However, it was music to his ears and a hunger woke from its deep slumber. This feeling that was on the crisp of being foreign to him because he has not yearned for something this badly for quite some time now.

“I need it.”

The shrill cadence of the laughter from the figure who nearly tripped over his own feet, in a harmonious duet with the other’s. A soprano-like noise escaped your mouth when you fell from grace unto the lap of your newly-acquired friend who narrowly moved his wild berries cider out of harm’s way.

“I want it.”

You missed the rapacious glint in his eyes as you shouted at the other howling male, who was now in a heap on the couch and microphone dangling from his hand. You turned to apologise, with a peck on his cheek, to your angel of music. As you had so kindly dubbed him upon your first meeting. Peals of laughter fell from your lips when his onyx-dipped nails squeezed your sensitive sides. He was buzzing, not just from his drink but the sudden inspiration to create once more.

The spotlight has returned and centre stage beckons him home.

Yes, he wanted it.

“All of it.”

“C’mon! This way,” Wooyoung heaved sharply, tugging you with haste round the corner.

His grip on your hand, though sweaty, was desperately firm. Survival instincts had kicked in for the both of you, forcing adrenaline to fuel your exhausted bodies to run.

Agonised screams plagued the foggy darkness around your surroundings. Another fallen prey in this twisted game of cat-and-mouse you were forced to participate in. You didn’t know exactly how many others were stuck in the abandoned industrial site either. One minute Wooyoung and you were having a late night study at the local library, before the lights cut and so did your consciousness.

A manic laugh that echoed through the grounds and jerk of your arm wrenched you from your hazy thoughts.

Wooyoung held you close to him, signalling for you to stay hushed. He peered around the metal storage container to see if the coast was clear, not that the fog allowed anything to be visible more than beyond a few feet ahead. So he had to rely on sound and visual tracking of any sudden movements.

The dead silence was unnerving.

You had barely stepped out around your hiding spot once you’ve both deemed it safe when Wooyoung hissed in panic, “Watch out!”

You were dragged to the hard ground, scraping your palms on the gravel before what felt like a bee zipping past the crown of your head. The metallic thud caught your attention enough to swerve to look behind you. Where your head had been just a few seconds ago, now had a neon blade embedded right through the steel panel.

“Fuck! He’s coming, we need to go. NOW!”

The manic laughter seemed to be echoing all over your surroundings now, and not being able to pinpoint the direction whilst having to run blindly in the dark probably wasn’t the ideal plan for your survival.

Your breath hitched when Wooyoung’s hand suddenly slipped out from yours.

“Wooyoung!” you cried out for him.

“RUN!”

A forceful shove pushed you away from the initial direction you were heading towards, causing you to be thrown off balance and stumble onto the damp ground. The sounds of more cussing and a scuffle could be heard. You scrambled backwards, away from the source.

Scarce beams of moonlight filtered through the holes in the roof provided limited light to help you navigate your way around, using your sense of touch to avoid running into objects. Your mind screamed for you to turn back for Wooyoung yet the logical side of you knew he’d be mad at you for not using the window of opportunity he so freely gave to escape.

“He knows how to fight, he can handle himself.”

False comfort was the only thing you could offer yourself then. Skidding round a corner, you almost bowled someone over had they not latched onto your shoulders first.

“Please! You have to help me!”

The young woman was hysterical and dug her nails into your skin as she had her iron grip on you. Seeing her up close you were quick to notice both her arms and clothes were stained dark crimson, whether or not that was her own – you couldn’t tell.

“He’s going to kill me! He’s going to KILL ME!”

You winced as her voice became progressively louder. That fool was going to give your location away at this rate. You tried to wriggle your way out of her hold, which proved to be a wrong move, for she threw herself against you and shook you silly.

“Get me out! I didn’t do anything wrong. Why is he doing this?!” The tears that cascaded down her grimy face mixed in with the blood and left trails of red.

She sure was getting on your nerves.

“Shut it! You’re goin-“

“There you are my little mouse.”

The both of you froze. Like deer in headlights upon hearing that sickly silky voice purr out from the shadows. The young woman immediately drew back and hid behind you, as if you were a pillar of defence against this predator. Her hands that still clutched onto the back of your top trembled so intensely, you wouldn’t be surprised if the seams were to split open.

Hongjoong took his sweet time stepping towards you. Twirling those neon blades deftly around his fingers, metal glinting dangerously whenever it caught the moonlight. The scattered beams acted as spotlights and this was his stage to run. You’d thought a paint job had gone wrong for the mess of reds, both fresh and dried, marking him from his obnoxiously bright coat to his bare toned torso to the heels of his boots.

“Aren’t you having fun?” giggled Hongjoong, making a gesture to his foggy domain by spreading his arms wide out.

“What do you want from us?! You monster!”

Her cries added fuel to the already burning flames, ironically extinguishing out the last of your patience.  

“Call me something I don’t already know darling.”

The tip of his tongue darted out to lick the blood smear at the corner of his mouth.

That playful grin that had grown to be your favourite on him now looked so sinister. Hongjoong pointed one of the blades directly at you, “It’s time for you to join your little friend, I’m sure he’s already dying to reunite with you.”

“Don’t leave! Please don’t leave me!” the woman buried her face in your back. You didn’t reply to the woman but reached behind to firmly grasp her wrists. She mistook this for reassurance and to your relief, dropped her hands from your back.

Oh, how easy was it to lay the bait.

“What did you do to Wooyoung?”

Hongjoong might’ve expected you to be angry or even hurt, considering you three grew to be somewhat friends over time. Wooyoung and you had taken him under your wings when he was new to the town, and this was how he repaid you? Instead, you held his gaze and your voice didn’t waver when the question came out. If he was surprised he did not show it.

“I wanted a sample, of his music. It didn’t hurt…much…to get it!”

And the crazed twinkle reappeared in his foreign golden orbs, replacing the gentler brown eyes you were used to.

“And I want one from you too! In fact, both you and Wooyoung will be the main features of my next musical composition. I always save the best for the last, but…”

Hongjoong unfolded a fan of blades and drew his arm back into a pre-throw stance, “I’m just a tad impatient tonight and you’ve made me wait long enough angel.”

You found yourself facing down several blades making a beeline for you. To hell with the theatrics if Hongjoong thought he had waited long enough. You had done yours far longer, for the pure satisfaction of being able to rip the limelight away from one who thrives in it – in the perfect moment.

Within the few milliseconds you had left, you harshly yanked what you still had within your grasp to the front.

The applause died down and silence consumed the area.

Hongjoong tilted his head with curiosity and eyes widened by a miniscule at the scene before him. A choked gurgle. The blades had all found their marks on a new target and the corners of your lips curled up as you felt the life drained from the woman’s body before it went limp. Finally, the pest ceased to exist.

“Oh Hongjoong…”

There was a vicious edge to the tone of your voice now, and you let the ragdoll of a body fall into a heap by your feet. You bent down to pluck one of the blades from her body and nonchalantly inspected it. Not really having a care that the pool of red was starting to creep towards your feet.

“…Or would you rather I address you as, Trickster?”

A flicker of surprise, or supposedly irritation, passed over his features. Hongjoong clicked his tongue and slowly dropped his arms back down. What were you exactly playing at? This was his game, not yours.

“Word’s been around. And hearing about the Trickster perked our curiosity…so of course we just had to meet you.”

The puzzle pieces were starting to click together – Hongjoong merely became an actor in this script you gave him. Having Wooyoung and you cross paths with Hongjoong was a crafted intention.

Yet, what made the seeds of anger burst under his skin more so was the climax you denied him.

Hongjoong let out low grunt when one of his knees gave way under him, effectively bringing him down. A hand roughly grabbed the back of his freshly dyed silver hair and forced his head forward.

“When in the presence of the queen, you should be bowing. It’s only courteous, no?”

The dolphin-like laugh followed wasn’t hard to recognise who it belonged to. Another flick of his wrist, Wooyoung manoeuvred Hongjoong like a marionette. Thin, almost-invisible strings gleamed under the tiniest fleck of moonlight. Hongjoong would’ve attempted to sever his ties free but at what cost? Wooyoung prided himself in giving the cleanest cut each time he got bored of his new toy.

You scoffed at the nickname Wooyoung used, with slight affection.

“Hate to burst your bubble hon, but you’re not that special,” Wooyoung continued his mocking. Stepping aside to let you crouch in front of Hongjoong, he watched on with eagerness as you tilted Hongjoong’s chin with his own neon blade you were holding from before.  

“Little musician, you’re the new kid who strolled into our playground. And…”

Hongjoong’s eyes darted to look over your shoulder, at a few other figures who started to appear out of the dark. You tapped his chin to garner his attention once more. His golden eyes met your now, brilliant ruby red ones. A venomous smile stretched across your lips with your pupils forming into slits.  

“…unfortunately, there isn’t enough room for another monster to play around this part of town. “

“However, should you put on another show somewhere else…” suggested the one wearing a white crow’s mask, voice deceptively child-like.

You hummed at the idea. Fingers slowly tracing the playful grin that was already growing back on Hongjoong. It’d be a waste to get rid of such a pretty face wouldn’t it?

“We’d gladly come as your audience when you take the centre stage once more.”

[peroxideprinces]

rank every p!atd song.

okokok >:]

s tier (10/10, 9/10) - all of afycso + pretty . odd; all the boys; far too young to die; collar full; kaleidoscope eyes; casual affair

fever n po r some of ryan ross's best work , along w what he did w the young veins . i cant say im in love w all of his solo work but the lyrics arent as bad as pftw . the songs off too weird r wonderful ! all the boys is so fun to listen to , same w collar full . while i will say that i enjoy the brobecks vers of far too young to die Much more than the p!atd vers , the lyrics still fuck . all of the vices demos r pretty good , but kaleidoscope eyes is somethin else ... casual affair slaps godbless

a tier (8/10) - can't fight against the youth; house of memories; la devotee; always; the ballad of mona lisa; nearly witches; new perspective; it's almost halloween; mercenary; the calendar; trade mistakes; the rest of the vices bonus tracks; golden days

can't fight against the youth id say is jus a bit worse then all the boys , or at least i like it less . house of memories , golden days , n la devotee r probably the best songs off of dob in terms of lyrics id say . impossible year isnt bad, but it isnt as good as these three . the calendar n trade mistakes dont get enough love , vices doesnt get enough love in general , but they r so so good ! the bonus tracks especially r the best part of the album (turn of the lights my beloved <333 also love that pete wentz ghostwrite) ! the demo lyrics of nearly witches r a lot more fun then what we got , but i dont necessarily hate it ! i do wish we got the cabin album though </3 mercenary is such a fun song ! it does get a tad repetitive , but who cares bc it fucks ! new perspective is jus generally a good song id say . its almost halloween probably doesnt deserve this spot , but god do i love it dearly .

b tier (7/10) - girl that you love; crazy = genius; impossible year; death of a bachelor; this is gospel; hurricane; get me out of my mind; don't threaten me with a good time;

girl that you love isnt really special , but it has some banger lines in it that punched me in the fuckin gut ! crazy = genius n dont threaten me with a good time r both songs that r fun to listen to , but they kinda do nothin ? like , theyre there , but they arent really important . impossible year has some good lines as well but i dont like the sound of the song , nor do i like how br*ndon sounds . this is gospel , get me out of my mind , n death of a bachelor r all songs that exist ! ready to go gets annoyin at some point but its an overall fine song , this is gospel has a few things goin for it , n death of a bachelor is an alright song . borin tier tbh

c tier (6/10, 5/10) - sarah smiles; let's kill tonight; nicotine; girls/girls/boys; the end of all things; the good, the bad, and the dirty

sarah smiles is a song . the end of all things is a song . bc i dont like that One Guy nor his wife i dont like to listen to them , but they arent the worst songs ever . would skip them every time though . let's kill tonight gets repetitive really quickly n it gets hard to listen to multiple times . nicotine is fine , it jus never really meant much to me . girls/girls/boys does absolutely nothin for me n i could not care less ab it , but i dont hate it ! im glad it exists ig ? i jus dont really like how that One Guy handled it though. the good, the bad, and the dirty is also nothin special but it doesnt suck so i guess it goes here .

d tier (4/10, 3/10) - memories; the overpass; roaring 20s; miss jackson; victorious

memories is such a bad song i dont care . i cannot stand it n i legitimately cant describe why . it makes me feel an indescribable emotion that i fuckin hate . the overpass n roaring 20s have nothin to offer but r the best songs off of pftw , so i guess they can be a tier higher . miss jackson is kinda borin n vaguely sexist , though id be lyin if i said it wasnt fun . i jus dont think i can put it any higher than d . victorious as a song jus rubbed me the wrong way n i cant shake that feelin , so d tier .

f tier (2/10, 1/10) - hallelujah; every other pftw song

hallelujah is jus borin . like ig it isnt bad i jus cant stand it at all . f tier . pftw is such a shitty album , at least for panic standards ! bc how did we go from lines like "i know the world's a broken bone // but melt your headaches call it home" to fuckin "don't call me saint california if you're at another altar" . how did we go from "i've never so adored you // i'm twisting allegories now // i want to complicate you // don't let me do this to myself" to "it's just cherries, cherries // everything is cherries on top" . pftw doesnt make me feel despair it makes me so fuckin mad . pftw is a solo album n doesnt deserve to be compared to twtltrtd . its obvious that this album was jus for money n i hate it sincerely .

what the fuck tier (0/10) - high hopes; hey look ma, i made it

they suck <3 theres a line in high hopes that . holy shit . you cant say that n expect people to be COMPLETELY OKAY WITH IT ? hey look ma, i made it is genuinely so annoying to listen to . in fact , both of them are . i'd rather listen to fucking anything else . these songs were a mistake <3

[abovethesmokestacks]

Distant Connection (5/7)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word count: 995

Rating: All audiences

Warnings: none. or maybe bad memeing?

| Distant Connection Masterlist |

Ya’ll are really coming for my heart with all these lovely comments. I appreciate them all so, so, SO much. I wish you all had a Bucky to have zoom meetings with and that he’d look just like he does in the banner, nose scrunch and all.

Chapter 5: Toilet Paper Confessionals

“You mind if we wrap up like ten minutes early today?”

The question comes right at the end of another break aerobics session. Or, well, yoga. Bucky, you find out, is almost weirdly limber. Not that you had watched. A lot. 

“Um, sure? I can finish up whatever we’re working on then alone. What’s up?”

Bucky pulls a face, “Grocery run. We’re trying to do big hauls now and shop smart so we won’t have to run to the bodega five times a week because we just realized we’re out of fucking hot sauce.”

You halt your movements, pen frozen just above your notepad, “Hot sauce? People are out there hoarding toilet paper, hand sanitizer and canned food, but you guys… can’t survive without hot sauce?”

“It’s a thing. Mostly it’s Gabe and Junior’s thing, but it’s grown on me. Everything gets better with hot sauce,” Bucky explains with a wry little smile. “And come on, don’t tell me you’re not hoarding something no one else is.”

“Okay, I swear I’m not deflecting, but Junior? You have a roomie named Junior?”

He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. “It’s a nickname. But would you believe he’d rather be called Junior than Jonathan?”

Almost immediately, there’s a muffled voice hollering loud enough to carry through the closed door to Bucky’s room, “Are you talking shit about me, Jimmy?” 

“Literally no one calls me Jimmy, Jonathan!” Bucky calls back, a teasing emphasis on his roomie’s name, and is that a blush creeping up on his cheek?

“Yeah, like literally no one calls me Jonathan!”

Bucky’s face lights up with laughter, nose scrunching up and you’re sure you have to be melting, have to be swooning because it’s so sweet and so nice to see this side of him. Sure, the two of you have gotten more comfortable with each other during these past couple of weeks, more so than if you would have been working on this project at the office. But this… this is a part of his life that you’ve only ever heard of but never seen or experienced. He is Bucky in this moment, but a more private version. He’s a guy who gets lost in an inside joke and teases his friends and laughs like he’s not in the middle of a thing with a co-worker. You kinda wanna know that guy, too.

“Sorry about that. He’s a good guy. Bit of an asshole sometimes, but a good guy.” Bucky’s voice brings you out of your little daydream, and if you flinch, then he doesn’t seem to notice. “So what was that about you hoarding stuff?”

“I never said I was hoarding!” you protest, holding up a finger.

“Yeah, but you are buying something in semi-bulk, am I right? Am I right?”

You let out a mock-exasperated breath, leaning back in your chair. God, you miss your office chair. You miss your tiny office. You even miss the shitty view and the way you’d hear Tony talking at breakneck speed from down the corridor.

“I’m not saying I’m hoarding. But I want to be prepared. So maybe… I have…  a coupla pints of ice cream in my freezer.”

Bucky breaks down into laughter again, his whole face crinkling up. “And you’re judging me for hot sauce? Oh, man, we are the worst preppers in the world. God damn it, hot sauce and ice cream, that’s the hill we’ll die on?”

“I mean, at least we’ll die happy and full of something we like?”

“True that.”

You think the discussion is done with that. And sure, for a while it is. You go back to your project, to running numbers and making spreadsheets and discussing client costs, and when Bucky waves goodbye, it’s with a smile and a teasing jab about buying ice cream. You wrap up what you were working on, shutting down your laptop and getting up with a little grumble and a lot of joint popping. There are leftovers and half-empty takeout boxes in your fridge, but not really anything substantial. Maybe you should do a proper grocery run, too?

You walk around, finding a bodega that is reasonably empty but still well-stocked. You try to shop with purpose. Non-perishables, produce, thinking of dishes you can prepare that won’t take too long, be too complicated and that will last you a couple of days each.

In the pasta aisle, your phone pings, alerting you to a whatsapp message. It’s Bucky. A selfie where his face is only half in the picture while the main focus seems to be on a guy dramatically kneeling in front of an empty shelf.

>>We were too late. Someone else is hoarding hot sauce. Gabe, as you can see, is taking it well.

You had exchanged numbers early on, just in case all other tech would give up. There’s never been any need to use the phone, not for professional reasons at least. Bucky texting you… makes the world seem a little more normal. Texting each other dumb, sweet stuff. Smiling, you find the condiment section, snapping a picture of yourself with all the available hot sauces clearly visible.

>>Oh, what a shame, what a shame poor Gabe isn’t here.

>>Was that a P!ATD reference?

>>Maybe?

There’s no immediate reply, so you carry on, wandering the little bodega trying to figure out if there’s anything else you need. Your phone only pings again when you’re waiting in line. Bucky, doing a cheesy pose and pointing at the length of freezers filled with ice cream

>>Lying on the ice cream freezers is the most fun a guy can have for unprovoked hot sauce taunting though not during a pandemic because that is unhygienic

>>by Panic at the Trader Joe’s

You can’t contain the laugh, making the cashier stare.

>>Oh my god you are such a dork

>>It’s why you like me, right?

Oh. Like him.

You… like him. Bucky.

That’s.

Oh.

[somerandomstrayemo]

This is my story off of wattpad that I had just decided to put here, do not repost, if I see this story anywhere else I will ask you to take it down, thank you :)

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Prompt: Virgil lends their sweater to Remus. When Remus is home, he realizes he still has Virgil's sweater and finds Virgil's iPod. Out of curiosity, Remus looks through Virgil's music and finds a playlist titled with Remus's name..

Virgil sat comfortably on the couch, casually scrolling through Instagram (yes, FINALLY, something other than Tumblr-). He hadn't had much to do that day since Patton was out getting things for a movie night, Roman was writing the script for a new video, and Logan was out with Patton, probably just out and about to resupply on crofters since he was running low on them.

It was mid February, and due to the climate in Florida it was still quite cold to say the least. Though Virgil didn't mind the freezing temperature due to the fact he almost always wore his black and purple sweater, he seemed almost unfazed by the somewhat cold atmosphere.

Around the evening is when the anxious trait heard light shuffling behind him and he quickly spun around from his position on the couch, only to spot a  seemingly freezing Remus that previously planned on pouncing on him. "Remus? What are you doing here?" Virgil asked, as it wasn't very common for the dark sides to just come along particularly unannounced like that. "Oh the heater part thing in the air conditioner broke over on the dark side and Janus won't let me use his heat coil thingy, so I thought it'd be warmer here, and surprise surprise, it's FUCKING not~" Remus seemed to be speaking in an utterly annoyed an sarcastic tone. Virgil rolled his eyes and tucked away his ear buds, propping his arms up on the back of the couch. "Huh, that sucks now doesn't it" The emo said, still completely unfazed by the situation.

Remus looked Virgil up and down in complete shock. He wasn't shivering, and was acting as though everything was fine. The intrusive side then scoffed and crossed his arms, developing a somewhat snarky attitude towards the smaller side. "How the hell are you so okay with this, it's fucking freezing here! Are you immune or something?!" Remus wasn't very pleased. Virgil made it look so simple and easy to just ignore the cold, it was almost like the emo was taunting him. "Relax Remus, I just have a really thick sweater on. Here, if it makes you feel any better, would you like to borrow it?" Virgil tried to be kind to Remus, as he hated conflict between sides and wasn't one to want to get involved. In fact, Virgil did this willingly, he'd do anything just to see Remus smile just once. It was just a little temperature, how bad could it possibly be?

Remus stared at the emo like he was being taunted once more, but then eased up a bit, seeing there was no signs of mockery in his soft expression. Remus simply gave in, un-crossing his arms and giving a small nod, watching as Virgil then took off his sweater and handed it over.

Remus seemed so happy as he quickly grabbed the sweater and put it on. Though Remus was enjoying himself, this was a decision that Virgil very quickly regret as a cold draft of air hit him like a bus. God it was freezing, yet he plastered a smile on his face as not to let Remus worry. "Thanks emo, this thing really is warm!" Remus said in an almost happy tone. It was rare that Virgil ever saw Remus happy like this since he was mostly intrusive, so like any other side would, he took it all in while he still could. "You're welcome dude, I didn't want you dying from hypothermia, you looked like an angry ice cube." The emo smirked, using his little remark to distract himself from the cold atmosphere. Remus laughed, something Virgil just loved to see, thank god his pale foundation was covering his slightly red face. Though Remus could clearly see how satisfied Virgil was by the decision, and leaned forward, placing and gentle kiss on the freezing emo's face, causing the anxious trait to tense up. "I have to go now Virge, and seriously, thanks for the sweater, I promise I'll give it back" Remus stated happily as he then quickly sunk out. Who's to say he probably snuck out while Janus was distracted, he didn't even give Virgil a chance to speak before he left.

After about a week had past, Virgil had ended up borrowing one of Patton's sweaters, as morality had plenty, so yeah it wasn't his usual style, but at least he was fairly warm. After all, only a few hours after Remus left the week before was when the light sides soon discovered that their air conditioning had broke as well. Back with the dark sides however, Janus had been trying to get Remus to confess on where he had gotten that sweater all week, but as time went on, he had eventually given up. Around this time, Remus was in his room playing around with his mace, he honestly had no intention on giving Virgil his sweater back, as he loved it like his own, but he knew the sad truth was that he had to give it up sooner or later.

As the intrusive side swung hos mace one last time, A small object fell out of the pocket of Virgil's sweater. Remus stopped all he was doing and set his mace aside, picking up the object only to discover it was a dark purple iPod with Virgil's name on it. Being curious, Remus conjured some headphones and plugged them into it, starting to look through his playlists he had saved:

"P!ATD? Of course he would"

"Huh, I..guess.. Billie Eilish makes sense..?"

"ugh, and I think Lofi music would be for his panic attacks, I still wouldn't listen to that"

"AVIVA, again, of course he would."

"MCR, yep, That's Virgil alright, it's sad he only has like 2 songs in this playlist"

Remus went on and on over the playlists, until he came across one that caught his eye, 'reminds me of Remus'. No way the anxious trait really had a playlist dedicated to him, right? Remus clicked the playlist and immediately saw a song that captured his main personality, the one that he used around Virgil:

'Green' by cavetown

Remus had closed the iPod immediately and sighed, he realized the only reason Virgil gave up his sweater was because he cared for Remus, and you know what, that wasn't what Remus had thought at all, he simply thought the emo pitied him, nothing more. Turns out the emo really did like him back after all.

Remus acted quickly, playing a recording of him messing around in his room and locked the door so he could sneak out unnoticed. Once he'd done that he quickly sunk out, hoping Virgil was in his room, and to his relief, he was. Virgil was laying peacefully in his bed, curled up under his blankets, and the room completely silent apart from his very light snoring which Remus had found adorable. Virgil slept in often as he barely got any sleep once the sun set. The intrusive aspect guessed that he fell asleep around 4am today, and he only needed an hour of sleep, but it seemed as though he decided to sleep in the one day Remus decided to confront him.

Instead of waking the emo, Remus had decided to be very quiet and get in bed next to him. If Virgil truly loved Remus, then surely he wouldn't mind.

It had only been a few hours before Virgil woke up, a strong and warm embrace wrapped around his small figure. It had only took him a moment to realize he wasn't alone, quickly turning to look up at who had broken into his room; "Remus.." The younger gently whispered, causing Remus to flutter his eyes open and smile to the small anxious trait in his arms.

Virgil had to admit, he was loving every second of this, he simply looked up at Remus, frozen in silence. He had so many questions; why was he here? How long had he been there? And most importantly, did he even want to be this close to someone like himself. As Virgil's mind trailed off, he felt a pair of lips capture his as he felt his waist was being strattled. The emo didn't resist nor comply, he simply screwed his eyes shut, a few small tears falling from them. Oh how he dreamed of this, how he wanted nothing but to be loved like this.. He'd been longing for someone to love him back...

The kiss lingered for a moment before being broken, Remus placing a hand against the emo's cheek. It was firm, yet so gentle and loving. The intrusive side then used his thumb to wipe away any tears Virgil had, and gave a comforting smile "why didn't you tell me sooner Virgil" he asked kindly, a tone that Virgil rarely ever got to hear. "I was scared.. You'd reject me.." He spoke with pure honesty, and slight guilt for not telling sooner, after all he was the embodiment of fear and anxiety. Though nevertheless, who could stay upset at a face like Virgil's?

Remus chuckled as he sat up, scooping up the smaller trait and placing him in his lap and peppering his face with kisses. "it's okay now love, you don't need to hide it from me anymore, I've got you" Remus sighed out, reassuring Virgil that he had absolutely nothing to be afraid of. A beautiful moment of silence quickly followed those words, and Virgil almost immediately fell asleep in Remus's arms after that. He hadn't felt this loved and relaxed in god knows how long since he was always careful and on edge. It was a wonderful feeling, so great that it put him to sleep. Remus simply chuckled once more, laying his new lover back down as he took his place beside the younger trait, wrapping his arms around Virgil as he then too, drifted off to sleep.

Words: 1694

Sanity: 100%, this was beautiful

My sleep schedule: it's 1am and I have school, so idk, you tell me- :/

[disaster-bay-leaf]

Ok so these were the cutest~ (ㆁωㆁ)

4, 6, 7, 9, 12, 19, 22, 23, 28, 33, 34, 46, 47, 52, 59, 60, 63, 66, 83, 87, 88, 93, 99

I kno I listed like....all of them lmao but feel free to answer whichever you want and ofc you can ask me in return Baybe ( ◜‿◝ )♡

uHUHUHUHU much content for me to answer, im happy bebe 💜💜💜✨

4 - how do you take your coffee/tea?

hm coffee either Very Black No Sugar (for the sleep deprived me) or iced latte three sugars and theres no in between

and as for tea its All Black Teas That Exist, cinnamon-flavoured especially (but basically all teas that come to mind when u think “autumn”), and rooibos!!! okay basically the only oke i dont like is any type of green tea (which is sad because they look cool but my tastebuds said ✨no✨)

6 - do you keep plants?

honestly id l o v e too because i love plants but,,, im kinda horrible at taking care of them though still way better than the majority of my family (research helps) so the only plant i own is kinda a small-palm-tree-looking thing in a bigass glass jar that i saved from my mother’s plant-destructing hands and its mostly doing well (the ends of its leaves are starting to be yellow tho and im worried:((( )

7 - do you name your plants?

yes!!! though the current one was named by my sister and its called “pickett” after fantastic beasts shsjjsj

9 - do you like singing/humming to yourself?

oh god oh dude you have n o idea

i have absolutely n o singing voice but its something i do constantly to give my brain the right amount of stimuli so basically i listen to music 24/7 and hum to myself 99% of that time

12 - whats your favourite planet?

oh i actually didnt think about this for so long but either pluto (hes a planet screw nasa) or saturn (RINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) or venus (girls,,,and libra,,,)

19 - do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw in it?

okay im gonna be completely honest with yall and say that my every single try at keeping a journal failed spectacularly and i lost motivation after like a few months so my only journals rn are my fancy fake-leather-bound calendar to note tests and assessments into, a kinda roughed up notebook that i uses for noting down poems or scribbling or passing notes in class, and a kinda fancy bullet journal notebook that i used as a book of shadows for a while but since my fountain pen died i didnt touch it

22 - are you a morning person?

n o

i am so not a morning person but i wish i could be because honestly dawns are beautiful

but as it is rn im either sleep deprived all the time and loathe every second of being in an awake state or (if i have a few days of schoolbreak) my biological clock moves forward a few hours and i sleep 2am-10am

23 - whats your favourite thing to do on lazy days with zero obligations?

except for the fact that i dont remember the last time it happened, i would probably spend it drawing outside, watching anime with my sister and riding a bike around the forest

28 - sunrise or sunset?

i love sunrises because its so peaceful and everyone is asleep but also i subconsciously immediately correlate them with waiting for a train to take me to school (because thats basically the only time i see them) so its a bittersweet love especially with my fucked up biological clock

but sunsets are really really pretty too and i see them more often so i cant choose

33 - whats your fave pastry?

and isnt that a millior-dollar question dhsjjsjsj

either cinnamon rolls (i absolutely adore them) or that one specific type of cupcake-shaped-thing made out of shortcrust/bread/whatever its called and filled with vanilla pudding

34 - tell us about a stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?

awwww this is cute

okay so basically my two favourite stuffed animals (i still have them, they sit in my wardrobe) were two teddy bears (like maybe 20cm high each of them) and one was pure brown and the other was silver-brown and they had stereotypical polish male names “Waldek” (read. Valdek) and Stefan (i think tho im not sure if i remember correctly, my memory is a feeble thing sometimes

46 - tell us the worst pun you can think of

what dog would never bite you? a hot dog *badumtss*

47 - what food do you think should be banned from the universe?

huh a year ago id say pineapple pizza but i guess i dont hate pineapples that much anymore (tho putting them on pizza is still an abomination) but i think that if id ever want to get rid of anything it would be parsley, i hate that freakin herb (does it count as food tho)

52 - what are your favourite memes of the year so far?

the ever given for sure shsjshjsjsjsjjsj

but bullying tramp stamps is gold and pure tumblr energy too

as for fandom memes: im in love with all keeping-up-with-the-todorokis variations and the fact that the entire bsd fandom looked at fukuchi and said “biTCH” and thats one of the only things we’re unanimous about

59 - whats your favourite myth?

i always liked the kora/persephone myth (though demeter is an overbearing parent to the nth power), loki and thor crossdressing at a party to get mjolnir back, atalanta because shes a queen and id politely ask her to kick my ass, and cassandra because she deserved better, and theres a l o t more because alas i was a mythology nerd but this post is long enough for me not to make this section 20 times longer sjjsjsjsjsjks

but there are a lot of slavic myths that are very cool too, though we dont know that much about them as about the greeks for example

60 - do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?

o o o o h yeah i do like poetry because to create such a beautifully sounding thing with only words someone has to be a genius

some of my favs are: some works of nakahara chuuya (thank u bsd for introducing me to this man’s beautiful imagery in his works i swear to god the descriptions do it for me) (also his poem about having hangovers is a mood like i feel you buddy), the raven by ea poe (i know everyone likes it but hOLY DAMN THE INTER/INTRAVERSE RHYMES ARE LIKE,,, BREATHTAKING) (and aso im a slut for gothic horror), and many more but also That One Poem From Welcome To Nightvale about reaching the island in the west,,, only perfect vibes from it

63 - are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organised or kinda leave them be?

okay heres the thing. for anyone else both my playlist library and my bookshelf would be considered pure chaos of a mad man b u t they actually have a highly focused system which means that i sort them based on their vibes, lovability and (in case of books) their age and whether or not theyre a part of a series so i would say my bookshelf is rather organised (when a quarter of it isnt occupying my desk that is) and my music is more organised than not but sometimes it gets out of control and i have to sort it entirely again

66 - what would your ideal flower crown look like?

either entirely constructed of simple white daisies, entirely constructed of only white roses, or something that probably would win a “how many different coloured flowers can one fit in a flower crown” competition

or something purple (maybe not belladonna)

83 - whats some of your favourite album art?

god i dont know if it counts but hozier’s wasteland baby is probably one of my absolute favourites and no one shall beat that

“thrifted youth” (dalynn) and “standard deviation” (danny schmidt) have very aesthetic covers too

also the iconic p!atd too weird to live, too rare to die! album cover,,, its just iconic what can i say

and last but not least matt meason’s pink-and-black album covers (though bank on the funeral is really pretty too but like,,, “who killed matt meason” d o e s it for me and so does the 2017 tribulation single)

87 - what are some movies that you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

this is such a hard question because im not a really cinematography-oriented gal but i suppose that (at the risk of not going deep enough into the cinema world):

- the princess bride

- inception

- night at the museum

- SPIRITED AWAY

- forrest gump

- truman show

- E.T. (i cried okay)

- the lord of the rings (because damn me if this isnt one impressive adaptation)

- parasite

and one more personal recommendation: “ready or not” with samara weaving because goddamn i dont usually watch this genre but holy s h i t is it good

93 - whats the hairstyle you wear the most?

honestly just plain hair down (because having curly hair is a menace), split in the middle when i have longer hair and split on one side when its short

also low ponytails or half-up-half-down when im exercising, or double french braids when my hair doesnt cooperate enough to look presentable in any other form

99 - list some songs that resonate with your soul whenever you hear them

this is difficult because my music taste is a goddamn rollercoaster on a good day, but heres some:

- me and the sky from “come from away” musical (this is sort of a test song for my mental stability, if i cry i aint stable)

- dancing after death by matt meason (okay most songs by matt meason except for like,,, hallucinogenics maybe)

- tears and rain by james blunt

- i will follow you into the dark by death cab for cutie

- almost home by mxmtoon

- anything by hozier really but shrike especially

- payphone, the cover by alex g (i cried to this song so many times)

- burning pile by mother mother (can i roast all my problems please)

- long way from home and cleopatra by the lumineers

- autoclave by the mountain goats

oooh that was c o o o o o o o l as fuck thank you sm so much bebe (and sorry for the long post @everyone else)

[issa-me-addy]

to put it simply: if you like anything on this list, we should like... totally be friends/moots

YES THIS IS LONG AND I APOLOGIZE BUT ITS BEEN IN THE BACK OF MY MIND I FELT AS IF I MUST EXPLAIN MYSELF AND MY BLOG FOR BEING A SHITSHOW OF JUST ALL THE THINGS I LIKE

this list is also for my current followers/moots to get to know me and know what to anticipate on my blog from here on out 

i like a lot of things and obvi i post more of some things than others 

but i’m mostly making this to find new friends/blogs to follow

ALSO MUST NOTE: THIS BLOG IS A SAFE SPACE 

I AM HERE FOR ANYONE I WILL ALWAYS RESPOND AND ALWAYS LISTEN AND DO WHAT I CAN TO HELP 

ALSO THIS BLOG DOES NOT TOLERATE ANY TYPE OF ASSHOLES 

I SUPPORT THE LGBTQ COMMUNITY, THE BLM MOVEMENTS, I BELIEVE THAT NOBODY IS ILLEGAL, I AM RESPECTFUL TO ALL BELIEF SYSTEMS, WOMEN ARE AMAZING, TRANSRIGHTS ARE HUMAN RIGHTS, I BOOST POC REPRESENTATION IN MEDIA, 

AND I BELIEVE IN LOVE AND KINDNESS AS THE FOREFRONT OF THIS BLOG AND EVERYTHING I AM. BUT I WILL FUCK UP A TRICKASSBITCH FOR BEING FUCKING RUDE. 

also again, this post is really long i apologize

first and foremost i love the gays

i myself am a little bit gay

ok into the good stuff

DISNEY

like all things Disney, Pixar & select DCOMS

esp hsmtmts one of my many new found obsessions

also i love disneyland (los angeles born and raised baybee) 

i also like rollercoasters in general & universal studios is fun~

im a little into star wars been a slow and steady incline 

Marvel

but mostly

Bucky

Steve

Peter, both Parker & Quill

and the rest of the Guardians

ATLA

Zutara

if u shit on zutara u can go byebye idc if you ship kataang just don’t be a dick about zutara ok? ok.

also u MUST STAN APPA,TOPH,&SUKI

also huru but only pre-mustache 

all the Harry Potter things

but fuck JK Rowling frfr cos shes a nasty ass trifilin ass bitch 

the og hp books 1-7 are honestly the only relevant things shes ever produced

MUSICALS

including but not limited to

anything written by Lin Manuel including 21 Chump Street aka his best work

Heathers

Hadestown

Dear Evan Hansen

Wicked

Waitress 

Newsies

The Last Five Years

Mamma Mia

Beetlejuice

AND MANY MORE

One Direction (yes i know judge me)

but mostly Harry Styles and Fine Line

5sos minus the fandom because theyre problematic as fuck rn! 

pop punk trash

mostly State Champs

Neck Deep

All Time Low

Alex & Jack’s podcast/streamcast

We The Kings

Simple Plan

the list goes on but i’m getting annoying

also artists like

Tori Kelly

Kehlani

P!atd & Brendon

use those artists as genre/vibe reference lol

AND FINALLY SHOWS

i’m currently watching the Marvel TV shows but i can’t binge daredevil for some reason

but i am 100% in love with Mattew Murdock don’t get it twisted

i am SPN trash although i have to rewatch the last few seasons i don’t know wtf is going on anymore

NEW GIRL

NICK MILLER IS THE LOML

himym is up there

yes i’m friends trash idgaf judgey/bad vibes are not acceptable on this blog idc idc

b99

jake & amy are top tier otp

and Rosa’s very important to me

i aspire to be like the Gilmore Girls

except for rory’s probematicness at the end/in the reboot

ONE TREE HILL i will still title it the best show ever its… so good and also just sentimental to me because its the first show my sister and i really watched tg 

also watched like all of Grey’s because my mom was obsessed 

AND honorable mentions to these shows that i finished oh so long ago

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER 

SMALLVILLE

i <3 the following netflix ogs

One Day At A Time (i havent watched anything since netflix released them tho oop) 

On My Block

The Get Down (i will never forgive you or netflix for letting this show die) 

Lucifer

The Umbrella Academy (even though i don’t remember jack shit about whats going on) 

Disjointed

Stranger Things

The Haunting of Hill House

i got mixed feelings ab ‘You’

started but did not finish

(edit: adding cos how could i forget) TEENWOLF

the 100

vampire diaries

the originals

Jane the Virgin

AND here r some miscellaneous bullshit things i’m into 

i do be sewing my own clothes thats kinda a new hobby though but we fucks it 

i like baking stuff… just cookies and brownies are my favorite thing on the planet 

i play a few instruments (piano, bass, uke & guitar) but i am very not good at any of them and yes i will obnoxiously sing whenever given the chance 

i am semi obsessed with makeup because my older sister is a licensed makeup artist 

which also means i love beauty gurus my current favs are 

kathleen lights

jackie aina 

& the queen herself 

mykie aka glam and gore 

so yes i also like fx makeup and creepy tingz 

another random youtube fav of mine is drawfee 

theyre very funny and wholesome i love them dearly 

AND ALSO i am… definitely a stoner 

100% a stoner 

i love the weeds

but its not a forefront in my personality cos i am much more annoying about several other things 

AND YEAH THATS ME! i think that who i am is compiled of all the things i like, the characters i relate to and the media i let flood my senses on a day to day basis– you feel? 

anyways i hope this actually gets me somewhere instead of just mad annoying all of my followers 

I LOVE YOU ALL PLEASE BE MY FRIEND 

[thirsty-x1]

Boys/Boys/Girls | Han Seungwoo, Cho Seungyoun

Request:

hi, can i req a ryeonseung x reader threesome? 😋 but the reader is the dom!

↬ Pairing: sub!Seungwoo x soft dom!Reader x sub!Seungyoun = Ryeonseung x fem!reader

↬ Genre: Smut

↬ Warnings: explicit language, slight gay interactions *coughs*, choking, mommy kink (I just had to, it’s only twice too), orgasm denial, overstimulation, unprotected sex. Also a few toys here and there.

↬ Word Count: 4k

↬ A/N: Of course the title is inspired on P!ATD’s song about threesomes. I also literally adore this request.

“You have to stay quiet, baby boy.”

This was probably your favorite sight: Seungwoo underneath you, his cock twitching inside you, the cock ring doing its job whilst you had your hand wrapped around his neck; it was almost glorious. You would have loved to hear his beautiful sounds if it weren’t because right now both of you were at the dorms, and if any of the other guys were to find his leader being completely dominated by his girlfriend… Let’s just say it wasn’t going to be the best for his authoritative figure.

He swallowed harshly, nodding eagerly. “I promise, but please, let me cum.”

The smile on your face was all he needed for him to relax and try to stick to his promise as you started to move, his eyebrows furrowing and his eyes closing shut, quickly opening when you tightened your grip on his throat. You could notice the way his hands were dying to touch your body but still followed your orders, maintaining them on top of his head, although his lips were slightly open as he let out a few silent sighs.

“Such a good boy for me.” Your other hand grazed against the exposed skin of his chest, softly rubbing on one of his nipples, his hips thrusting up at the sensation, burying deeper inside of you. “Ah… You are very close, aren’t you?” His low whimper was answer enough. “Cum.”

A choked out moan made his way through as he chased his orgasm, filling you up while his eyes rolled to the back of his head, you fingers feeling his breathing hitch. Right then, the door swung open, a worried looking Seungyoun appearing on the frame, freezing in place at the scene happening right in front of him: Seungwoo crying “thank you” a thousand times, your hands on his throat and his tied up gripping the bed headrest.

“I-I thought that you g-got hurt or something… Sorry, I didn’t know y/n was here.” His blabbering didn’t stop and he didn’t even try to hide the surprise on his face or at least look other way, staring directly at the few toys beside you and listening closely to the sound of a vibrator that was nowhere to be seen, cheeks blushing quickly when he noticed how the older started to contort.

“Seungyoun, could you leave the room just for a bit?” Your voice interrupted his curiosity, turning around in the slowest way possible before closing the door.

Not wasting a second, you got up, not caring about Seungwoo’s cum making a mess as it flowed down your legs and quickly pulling the small device out of him and finally freeing his sensitive member from the cock ring. You had been teasing him for quite a long time before and the unexpected visitor had made you surpass his limit, his body curling up and breathing heavily while he tried to control the slight spasms that ran through his system. After a few minutes, your boyfriend finally talked again.

“Fine, I’m fine…”

“I’m so sorry, baby, do you need anything?” Your fingers caressed his hair, placing kisses all over his face, feeling guilty.

He giggled at your reaction. “I’m really fine, it wasn’t that bad. But… Seungyoun saw.”

“Yes, and I felt how you didn’t care at all, not even a little bit.”

Just now his hands went to cover his face, embarrassment making his way to present a completely flushed Seungwoo remembering what had just happened. He sat up and you had to hold him before he almost dropped against the mattress again, grabbing his clothes and carefully dressing him up.

“I will go and talk with him, yes? We can meet tomorrow but maybe it’s for the best if you go home now.” You accepted his suggestion and he gave you a soft peck. “Thank you, again.”

“He wants what?”

Talking about this on the phone wasn’t what you would call appropriate, especially when it came down to a sexual plan that involved your boyfriend and his group mate.

“Seungyoun said he understood everything and that actually he had always been interested in exploring that. I didn’t tell him nothing yet but it was quite obvious that he was implying trying it with us, don’t you think?”

You had to massage your temple in order to not go crazy over this. “Let me see if I’m getting this right: you want Seungyoun to join us.” The line went silent and you could imagine his blushed face.

“… Maybe.” I fucking knew it. “Think about it! If we drag him into this, then he won’t be able to tell anyone because he will be involved too. You know he blabbers around the whole day, it will surely slip off his mouth unless he is pretty conscious about it.”

Fuck. He had a point, and a good one. Even if Seungyoun was usually quiet whenever he was at the dorms, the second that a group of people surrounded him he wouldn’t stop talking and more than once a bit of information that he wasn’t supposed to reveal would come out of his lips. But could you really manage to have not one, but two whiny grown men on your power?

“Fine.”

“What.”

“Fine, but bring him to my place, we can’t risk getting caught again.” Just picturing you having to control Wooseok, Yohan and Hangyul was giving you a headache. The doorbell made you flinch, and you had to clench your jaw. “You are already here, aren’t you?”

“… Yes.”

As you hanged up, a sigh came out, trying to calm. Considering that Seungwoo used to be quite obedient, this wasn’t something you were used to. Seungyoun was already being a bad influence and he had no idea about it. You pressed the button to open the gate for them, few minutes later both already sitting on the couch while you were standing in front of them.

“Seungyoun.”

“Y-Yes.”

“Do you want to try being on the more submissive role?” He nodded shyly. “Do you want me to do it?” Now he panicked, eyes flying to the older as if to ask for help but Seungwoo was staring to the floor.

“I would… I would like that.”

“Follow me. Both of you.”

Hearing an extra pair of steps behind you was new, but not unpleasing. Actually, if you were being honest, the reason why this made you upset was because of how much of a turn on it was. Seungwoo and you had to learn how to make the dynamic work with time and dedication, but this time Seungyoun was a complete newbie and you already had the experience. The thought made you tremble.

“What should I do?” Your boyfriend’s voice wavered a little, scared puppy eyes looking up to you.

“You will be punished.” Seungyoun bit his bottom lip at the mention of punishment, your stomach fluttering at the idea of having him in that spot. “Go look for the box while I talk with Seungyoun.”

As Seungwoo walked towards the closet, the younger turned to you. “What do we need to talk about?”

“Boundaries.” His mouth shaped in a pretty ‘O’ and nodded. “I need you to communicate with me, yes? All the time. Tell me when something feels good, or when it makes you uncomfortable. I know it’s too quick to ask you to trust in me, but I promise I will try my best to not hurt you as long as you follow my orders.”

The “as long as you follow my orders” roamed in Seungyoun’s mind, wondering if you would actually inflict pain on him if he didn’t. Probably not, since it was the first time, but he would be into trying it out in the future… Again, panic flashed on his face as he felt blood running towards his crotch at the idea of you making him submit in the rough way. His thoughts ran wild and he stopped listening to you at some point, getting back on his senses as you pressed him against the wall.

“I-I’m sorry…”

“I just need you to answer me, Seungyoun. Can you be a good boy and do that?” You saw the lump in his throat move.

“Yes.”

Seeing your pleased smile, everything clicked for him. He just wanted to have you smile like that again, and would do anything to make it happen. In a fraction of a second, your hands were caressing the sides of his body, a tingling sensation traveling through him when he felt your fingers tugging on the hem of his shirt.

“Can I take it off?”

There was no hesitation when he accepted, soon his exposed skin coming into view, tracing the ink that decorated it with your fingertips, sending shivers down his spine. You had noticed his growing bulge quite a long time ago and were avoiding it on purpose, seeing how long it would take him to reveal his true bratty nature, but it seemed that he was genuinely trying to hold it back. Just when your palm was hovering over his hard on, a small whimper caught your attention and you turned around, Seungyoun tongue twisting to not curse at Seungwoo.

“I couldn’t hold back…”

His tiny voice was almost a whisper as you saw his hand stroking his cock furiously, the sound filling the room. You tsked and walked up to him, slapping his hand away before taking out handcuffs of the box he had left on the bed.

“Hands behind your back.” He whimpered, a soft cry to not do that to him. “Now, Seungwoo.”

As always, he complied, twitching when he heard the click sound and being restrained. However, he wasn’t expecting you to start touching him, your pace slow compared to the one he had before, hips bucking to make it better and you yanked his hair.

“How can you be so disobedient? Is it because Seungyoun is here?” He let out a whine at it, or maybe at your fingers teasing his slit. “Ah, not using your words. Then, you don’t deserve this.”

“Wait! Sorry, I’m sorry, I will use my words–”

“No, you won’t. You already know the rules and yet broke them. Not cumming until I finish with Seungyoun.” Next, you gagged him and placed the usual cock ring at the base of his member before going back at the other who was in the exact same position but way more fucked out now. “Come here.”

You didn’t have to tell him twice, already crossing the room and sitting on the bed, awaiting for your next command in the most pure and obedient way you had ever seen him. Of course you adored his usual cheerful and loud self, but there was no denying in this new side of Seungyoun becoming your favorite. Seungwoo’s precum was on his fingers as you held them in front of him, and before you could give any indications, his mouth opened, your core getting wet at the action. Carefully, you let him lick your fingers, his nose scrunching at the taste but nonetheless he didn’t stop, the way that his tongue cleaned each small patch of skin shaking you, and the smirk on his face proved he knew what he was doing.

“It doesn’t taste very good.” You chuckled at his remark before sucking on the same spot he had, his dick throbbing.

“I might let you taste something better.”

Seungyoun did everything on automatic, as if there was no need for you to give him any orders, and it had you feeling confused because on one part you liked that he was obedient but on the other one it was almost as if he was the one that was truly in control. That wasn’t done innocently; he knew what he was doing and you could sense that.

“Is there anything wrong?” The question slipped past through his lips after a few seconds of you simply staring into his eyes along with a moan when you finally started palming the raging tent in his pants.

“Bad boy.” The fake surprise in his face was evident. “Give in to me, Seungyounie.” As you ran your fingers through his hair softly, you held a fist of it, pulling strongly on it, a high-pitched whimper making his way up his throat. “That’s much better.”

His body relaxed and slowly melted into your touch, the final push being given when you leaned in and kissed him, smiling on his lips when you saw Seungwoo with parted lips trying to make something about it. You pressed Seungyoun against the mattress, getting up to undress yourself, both staring hungrily at your naked figure. Straddling his face, you checked on him before lowering yourself, holding back your own sounds at the feeling of his tongue lapping your juices. It was obvious he had experience, but you weren’t expecting it to be this good: he knew how to make someone surrender with just his mouth, but wasn’t really into what meant to be simply used. As you slightly raised your hips up, he put his hands on your hips to try and make you lower on him again.

“Mommy, please…”

You were about to punish him for touching you when the pet name came out of his mouth, freezing you on the spot. Seungwoo hadn’t used it on you, at least not yet, and to hear it come from the younger one beneath you caused an intern switch to flick. Going back to the first position, you let him keep eating you out, seeing your boyfriend’s confused expression at the whole situation. Yes, you were supposed to punish Seungyoun or at least swat his hands away, but it was also true that you hadn’t quite told him about the “no touching” rule, so it wouldn’t be fair. When you felt your thighs start to quiver, it was time to stop, the sight of him licking his lips as if it was the best dessert he ever had making you smile sweetly.

“You were such a good boy… You deserve a reward, don’t you think?” Kissing his body and traveling down, the rules had to be explained this time. “You can’t touch me, and you can’t move for your own pleasure. Don’t cum unless I say so.”

“I understand.”

It was a little bit surprising to see how eager he was to comply… But it was even better to see how wrecked he looked the moment you came in contact with his cock, stroking it at a low pace as your lips closed around the head. You sucked him off, twisting your palm on the tip as your tongue left saliva on the base. He really was trying to keep his hips still, failing a few times but it was expectable since it was his first time. At some point, you realized that his eyes weren’t on you but on Seungwoo, who was fixed in observing how you pleased the younger, cock twitching but nowhere near cumming. You came up, whispering softly on Seungyoun’s ear.

“You like to be watched by Seungwoo?” The throb on your hand was enough answer. “So naughty… So dirty to enjoy having his girlfriend suck you off and letting you eat her out, don’t you think?” He closed his eyes to each of your words, as if he was trying to hold back his orgasm.

“Y-Yeah, I’m dirty…”

“Cum, Seungyoun.” The twist of your wrist right at his most sensitive spot had him releasing white stripes all over your face and his stomach, a choked whine escaping him as his eyes opened wide. “You know, this isn’t fair for Seungwoo. He got so hard seeing you like this, he deserves something. Do you have any idea?”

It was barely possible for him to reply. “Let him touch you while I f-fuck you?” You chuckled, walking towards your boyfriend, taking off the gag and offering your hand to clean it whilst your other one freed his handcuffed wrists, checking for any marks.

“She is the one fucking you, not you.” You let out a soft hum at your boyfriend’s words, rewarding him with a few bites on his neck before kissing him, shivers running down your spine when he tasted Seungyoun on your tongue.

“That’s right, baby. You have learned so much…” The younger was anxious again, his hard on being notorious again. “I am proud of you.”

Both seemed to come undone at the simple praise. You searched in the box again, pulling out a silk rope and a very, very tiny toy. Seungwoo stared at you with furrowed brows, and you shook your head. It wasn’t for him.

“I’m fine with that.” Seungyoun’s voice interrupted your silent conversation, making you raise your eyebrow. “I-I mean…”

“I’ll let it pass but don’t talk out of place again.” You pulled on his hands and he moved up, immediately giving you his wrists so that you would tie them up against the bars of your headboard. “Seungwoo, prepare him.”

Your boyfriend nodded and now you saw Seungyoun swallow. It seemed he wasn’t really expecting that to happen, but the precum dripping into his stomach quite denoted he didn’t complain about it. The older already knew what to do, squirting some lube into his fingers and the younger’s hole, a sigh coming out of him as he felt the digits making way slowly. Meanwhile, you observed your two subs with a pleased smirk, especially Seungwoo who was treating him in the exact same way as you did on his first time. After a few minutes of scissoring him, Seungyoun started to finally get used to the sensation (which didn’t seem to be completely foreign to him) and even started to enjoy it. Things that happened when your boyfriend had incredibly long fingers.

“If I keep fingering him, he is going to cum. Should I place the vibrator inside?” You nodded, passing him the small bullet item and straddling Seungyoun again, giving him a few lazy strokes before sinking down, causing him to groan and grip tightly the restriction on his wrists at the same time that the older pushed the device inside of him.

“If it becomes too much, just ask us to stop. Understand?”

“Yes, yes I understand.” Heavy breathing, sweat dripping down his skin, lip almost bleeding from him biting on it.

“You look beautiful, Seungyoun.” He threw his head back, the compliment making him swoon. Your body leaned back, resting on Seungwoo’s chest. “Please, touch me baby, I really do need you now.”

His big hands were on you, gripping your breasts delicately with one hand as the other one slid down to tease your clit. As you started riding the dick inside you, Seungwoo bit down on your shoulder, marking you up little by little, his own hard on pressing against your ass, taking advantage of the friction your movements gave him. It was funny to you how just now he was getting jealous at the situation happening, noticing it in his hard touch: suddenly he was pinching your nipples, sucking on your neck, roughly rubbing your sensitive nub, his dominant side appearing only when you had someone else inside you. Interesting.

“This wasn’t quite what I had in mind.” He whispered on your ear, his hands now on your hips guiding your pace.

“Maybe if you had held back your need to brag about our relationship, or your moans, we could have been doing something different.”

He knew you were right, and he also knew it was his punishment. It annoyed him, but the only way for it to not happen again was simply learning the lesson. There was something adorable in seeing his usually playful band mate like this, though: tied up with nails digging on his palms, his chest raising heavily, eyes fixed on how his hands were traveling up and down your body wishing he could do the same. Maybe it was childish, but Seungwoo couldn’t help to tease him, showing how only he could make you feel good, make you feel proud of him.

You make the intensity of the vibrator inside of Seungyoun go up, his neck getting red at his deep grunts, brows furrowing at the sensation of having his sweet spot stimulated. Escaping the leader’s grip, you snickered a hand up the stomach and chest beneath you, wrapping your fingers around his throat and pressing lightly, a small plea falling off his lips.

“Are you close, kitten?” Another moan. “Will you cum for mommy?” The embarrassment was obvious on his blushed cheeks, but nonetheless he nodded and you increased the vibrations. “Do it.”

The oversensitivity was becoming too much for him, two orgasms in a row leaving him slightly exhausted with the whole added new experience, but just as you were about to feel his come, Seungwoo lifted you up, the ribbons falling on your stomach. You chuckled at his immature action, but still gave him what he wanted, getting on all fours while still keeping a lose hand on Seungyoun.

“Please, let me fill you.” His begging was like music to your ears as he softly caressed your ass.

“You have permission. Take off the ring.”

He muttered a slight “thank you” and a moment later he slammed into you, the difference in sizes making you hiss slightly. Seungyoun’s eyes were hazy, but still lingered on you, seeing the expression that you rarely let Seungwoo see: your hooded eyes, parted lips letting low moans out, licking your lips and swallowing often because of how dry your mouth became, how your eyebrows furrowed when he hit a particular spot inside of you. It was all too good, and his hands itched to touch you. Your body was suddenly pulled, separating you from Seungyoun as you were now against Seungwoo’s chest again.

“When will you stop punishing me?” The mutter was only audible for you, as the younger was way too focused on the sensations that the toy was giving him.

“You know you are my only one.” His forehead rested on your shoulder, a whimper coming out of his lips. “Make me cum, Seungwoo, and you can make me yours right in front of him.”

Nothing else was needed. He snapped his hips, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room, his thrusts reaching deep inside of you in a way that only he knew how. It wasn’t long until you reached your high, clenching down on him tightly, his warm sperm overflowing at the same time. His arms hugged you close, waiting until his throbbing calmed down to pull out of you, some of his cum dripping down Seungyoun’s thigh, which made you notice how he was on the verge of fainting, his cock letting out a new translucent spurt as he started shaking. You pulled out the toy of him in one motion, a mix between a cry and gratitude leaving him.

All three of you were exhausted, but since you and Seungwoo were used to these kind of sessions, it was easier to recover. You untied Seungyoun, cleaned him up and let him rest on your bed, signaling your boyfriend to share a shower with you. The second the hot water impacted on your skin, the tiredness slowly washed away, your hands lacing behind his neck as you kissed him passionately, both enjoying the bit of intimacy after having someone else for the first time in your room.

“It wasn’t bad, I liked it, but I guess I like to have all of your attention on me.” His explanation made you laugh as you washed his hair.

“You didn’t look very unpleased at the beginning, though.” He raised an eyebrow. “My eyes were on you the whole time, dummy. Sadly, you didn’t quite notice.”

Blush spread on his cheeks, his hands holding your face before kissing you again. “Sorry.”

“I had a good time, but I would like to give you another birthday present.” You slowly dropped to your knees. “After all, you behaved exceptionally.”

YAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SNOOPY BOY. Of course this is hilarious because the whole scenario was based on paying attention to Seungyoun but that triggered Seungwoo’s dom side, y’know? So it good.

~Nani

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[anotherstartrekimagineblog]

Skin and Bone - NSFW

Read on AO3!

Pairing; Bones x Female Reader

Notes; EXPLICIT SMUT. Someone requested a little prompt of “we can’t keep this up forever” and then I kind of got taken along for a ride... This is almost 3k words. Reader kind of has deep feelings for Bones whilst in a relationship - so skip if that’s not your thing. Inspired somewhat by “always” by p!atd. 

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Another night you'd been brushed off by your boyfriend in favour of his buddies. Another night you are sat alone, surrounded only about your bitter thoughts of your tragic excuse for a relationship… or so you thought until you heard the chime from the door to your quarters.

"Come in." You called dejectedly, assuming it was your drunk boyfriend trying to get you to come hang out with his insufferable friends.

Instead, a tall, dark and handsome Leonard McCoy towered in the doorway.

"Saw your boyfriend with those mouthbreathers he calls friends, thought I'd check in on you." He says, stepping through the threshold.

"Yeah? Lucky you." Your laugh is derisive. "Come in, please."

Leonard makes strides into the room with his long legs, stopping in front of where you are lounging on the couch.

You lift your legs and allow him to take his seat beside you before resting your feet into his lap - a position you'd both gotten used to in your many nights together.

"Would you like a drink?" You turn slightly to the side table with conveniently placed alcohol on top.

"Please, darlin'." He offers you a smile as you pour the whiskey generously and hand it to him - he takes a sip quickly.

"How was your day?"

"Fine. Long. Nice to end the day with you." He smirks, taking a long sip of his drink.

"Yeah, come to think of it I'd much rather be spending my night with you. What am I even doing dating him?"  You laugh.

The plainness of the words startles Leonard.

"We can't keep this up forever, you know." He says sincerely, picking your feet up off his lap and placing them on the couch. He sits up, looking concerned.

"Keep what up?" You ask.

"This, whatever this is we're doin', Darlin'."

He takes another sip of his drink. "It's not right. You're a taken woman."

You sigh, you want to say something about how you're just friends and nothing more but you know that couldn't be farther from the truth. It had always been him.

"I suppose you're right," You settle on.

"I think you'd be better off as mine, but I can't make that decision, sweetheart. Think about it, let me know." He downs the rest of his drink in at once, places the glass and exits your room, looking back and giving you a reassuring smile.

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Leonard usually ate lunch in his office in sickbay - too dedicated to his work to take his mind off it for too long. Today, the last thing he was thinking about was work, so he headed to the mess hall in the hope of seeing Jim or Uhura. He needed to talk to someone about the close call of the previous evening. He knew they would never cross that line whilst she was in a relationship, but now they had reached a crossroads.

Leonard got his meal and took a seat alone, knowing crew from the bridge would be showing up shortly as their shift came to an end. His quiet moment didn't last long.

"She been cheating on me with you, huh?" A man shouts, getting up in Leonard's face and pulling him up by the front of his shirt.

"Woah now boy, back up." Leonard pushes the man back, but nothing more. His hands ball into fists - he is trying hard to restrain himself. (Y/N) must've broken it off shortly after he left last night.  "Nothin's happened, she's better than that, but did she leave you for me? C'mon, it was just a matter of time." He laughs in a slightly cocky way. He is not one to be arrogant, but after watching the woman he loves waste her time on this guy, he couldn't help but be slightly pleased about how things had turned out.

The words aggravate the man further and he lunges for Leonard, only to be pulled back now by surrounding crew members.

"You're a real fucking piece of work, McCoy." He snarls.

"Lieutenant!" Jim's voice calls through the crowd at the aggressor, silencing everyone. "To your quarters, now. That's an order."

The lieutenant hangs his head, nods at his Captain and takes his leave from the mess hall.

Jim disperses the crowd before approaching the doctor.

"You know, I'm used the name-calling and violence being directed toward me. What happened, Bones?"  

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You had spent your entire shift distracted. Whilst you felt a great sense of relief at ending your failing relationship, the break-up had gotten pretty intense and words had been exchanged.

You thought you'd done the right thing by breaking it off the moment you truly realised you had feelings for someone else, but you couldn't help but feel guilty. Your ex probably cared more about his wounded ego than actually losing you, but you still never wanted to be seen as wayward.

You were pleased to be back at your quarters and looking forward to hopefully finding a way to unwind.  You decided to tidy up your quarters - cleaning always helped your mind feel a little bit clearer.

A chime at your door startles you from your thinking.

"Who is it?" You call out, a sense of nervousness in your voice. You hoped your ex hadn't come back to cause more trouble.

"It's me." Leonard's voice calls, and you reply, telling him to come in.

As he stood in your doorway again like he had the previous night, you finally felt able to admire his form freely in your mind.

He had a slight smile on his face and a sympathetic look in his eye.

He wasn't an overly muscular man but was broad and strong nevertheless. You admired his arms and wished more than anything you were wrapped up in them.

"Well, I ran into your ex." He smirks, crossing the threshold into your room.

"What?" You call out, instinctively stepping closer to him, caressing his face and looking for a sign of injury.

He gently removes your hand, pressing a slight kiss to it before holding it firmly.

"'M fine. Promise."

"What did he do?" You ask, full of concern.

"I'd rather talk about us." His expression softens and becomes very sincere.

"Us?" You say suggestively, smirking.

"Well, I suppose you took my words to heart darlin'?"

"I did, Mr McCoy. I've cared about you, and you made me realise just exactly how I cared about you."

"I'm glad to hear that."

He steps closer toward you, his strong and masculine scent surrounding you. Every time you've got a hint of his smell, you had always yearned for more, and now it was all-consuming.

"You're all mine now?" He asks, voice deep and low, making every hair on the back of your neck stand up.  

You stare up into his eyes, speaking a truth that had been unspoken for far too long.

"All yours, Leonard. I think I always was."

With that, he leans in for your first kiss. Firm, and trying to convey the need, patience, wanting…

His hands cup your face as he goes in for another, your hand coming up to thread through his short brunette strands.

Leonard's lips are full, soft and insistent - claiming you exactly as he had intended to all along. You could lose yourself in this feeling, warmth and joy spreading throughout your body at just the simple connection of lips.

Your hands move to caress his shoulders, your fingertips hoping to survey every piece of skin underneath.

Even with the fabric barrier, Leonard clearly enjoys your touch but wants more, breaking the kiss momentarily to remove himself of his shirt.

"Fuck." You gasp, finally getting to take in the broad expanse of his skin, peppered with brown hair.  

"My god woman, keep lookin' at me like that."

He growls.

"I'd rather touch." You say, returning your hands to exploring his pecs and arms, grasping at his muscles with want. Leonard let's out a low groan at your attention before getting impatient.

He grabs the hem of your uniform dress and pulls it up and over your head. He stops momentarily, holding it whilst your hands are trapped in the fabric above your head, your body stretched out in a delicious way.

"You're gorgeous, sweetheart." His eyes trail up and down every inch of your body and the look sets your nerves on fire. He tosses the garment behind him and moves closer, pressing your bodies together and walking you back until you're pressed against a hard surface.

His body cages you against the wall, his frame taller and stronger than yours. The thought sends a rush through you.

You move in to kiss Leonard again, capturing his lips in a more needy kiss, gently running his lower lip through your teeth and eliciting more noise from the man.

This seemingly ignites something in Leonard, as he pushes his body harder into yours, and presses more kisses down your jaw and to your neck - nipping and kissing, drawing gasps and moans from you.

One of his hands pulls your bra strap ever so slightly down your shoulder, and then dips into the cup, caressing and grabbing your breasts with fervour. All your nerves react to the touch.

His kisses dip down to your collar bone and your knees go completely weak, thank god the man has you pinned to the wall with hips and had his growing erection pressed against your core.

"Let's get this off you." He wraps his hands around your back, taking hold of the clasp of your bra. "Heard these things are pretty uncomfortable." He quirks an eyebrow.

"Get it off and get your hands back on me." You plead.

"Yes, Ma'am." He fiddles for a moment before freeing the fastener and slipping the bra down your arms.

His bare chest is then pressed against yours, and he snakes a hand down your body, brushing your stomach before dipping below your waistband - straight into your wet folds.

"All this for me darlin'? He asks, his voice dripping with lust. "Did he make you feel like this?" He circles your clit with his fingers, torturously slow.

You cry out at his words. Nothing and no one compares to the man in front of you.

He stops his ministrations entirely. "I asked you a question."

"Did he" He begins rubbing you again. "Make you", his teeth capture the skin on your neck "feel", he presses a kiss to the spot,  "like this?"

He roughly moves his hand so his fingers slip inside you and his thumb puts pressure on your clit.

"No, Leonard, god." You sob.

His long digits begin to pump in and out of you - curling slightly to brush your insides in the perfect way. "Good." He calls, stretching out the word in his gorgeous accent.

"God, I want you."

"Then take me." You whine.

The man withdraws his hand, grabs your hips and spins you in his grasp, pushing your body against the wall and pulling your ass backward into him.

He quickly whips off the last remaining layer on your body and steps back to work on freeing himself from the confines of his trousers and underwear.

"Touch yourself for me, darlin'." He demands.

Your fingers find your clit as you begin to massage yourself, waiting for him.

"You ready for me?" He takes ahold of his girth and strokes himself slowly, kicking off the last of his clothes too.

You wiggle impatiently, but the man is rubbing himself between your folds and coating himself with your wetness. He teases for a few moments more pushing himself in all in one go.

"Aaah, fuck!" You cry out at the sensation of him filling you completely. He is long and thick, and already brushing against you perfectly.

He thrusts into you slowly and deeply - savouring every push and tightening his grip on you - whilst leaning in to press kisses to the back of your neck and shoulders.

You can't help but release all the noises the pleasure causes, and in worry of being too loud, you clasp one hand over your mouth to moan into instead. Leonard gently coaxes the hand away, and gently pins your arms above your head, completely towering you and filling you.

"Let me hear you, sweetheart." He whispers and increased his pace unexpectedly, making you moan even louder.

He keeps up the quick pace for several moments, fucking you thoroughly and roughly and keeping you writhing beneath him before he asks to change the pace.

He releases your arms from the wall, gently withdraws from you, and then leads you over to the bed where he climbs over you and cages you again with his large frame.

You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down for a deep kiss, swiping your tongue against his, spurring him on.

He takes your legs and places them on his shoulders as he lines up again with your entrance and plunges in deeply and slowly. He uses his leverage to push into you closer, your legs folding and allowing him to come face to face with you - noses brushing together and eyes locked on each other. Your hands desperately hold on to the strong muscles of his arms.

"You were made for me, darlin'." He coos, and begins his first real thrust, making sure he gives you as much of him as he can possibly give. You cry out at the completely consuming sensation. His pace then becomes insistent, cock brushing against you and making you cry out all over again.

You can't look anywhere other than at him as you scream and moan repeatedly - he looks as if he could completely devour you, and doesn't lose eye contact for a single second, making your pleasure more intense and focused.

There's nothing else that matters right now other than staying focused on each other and the shared noise of your groans.

Leonard separates from you, but still can't tear his eyes away.

As he continues to drive his cock into you, he reaches to start massaging your clit. His hands are so legendary in every way.

He keeps driving into you at a slow and steady pace - gentle and yet claiming. With the combination of his cock sliding in and out of you and his massaging of your clit, you feel yourself growing dizzy as you get closer to the edge.

His free hand is gripping your hip hard, his fingers are digging in and are sure to leave bruises that will mark you as his.

You moan out at the thought of it, and Leonard decides to pick up the pace of his rubbing.

You really were ridiculously wet, and this allowed his fingers to glide quickly and efficiently, driving you absolutely wild already.

Your eyes close, your breathing gets shorter, your moans higher-pitched, you can practically see stars behind your eyelids.

"You gonna cum for me?" He asks, the pressure of his fingers and the feeling of him inside you has you there. "Look at me, darlin."

Your eyes open and lock onto his, the intensity is unreal as you focus on him and his darkened, lustful gaze. You finally let go and pleasure floods your every sense.

"Fuck, Leonard." You scream, not able to be concerned with the volume of your pleasure anymore.

You spasm around his cock and fingers, and he continues to drive into you, wringing every last sensation from you. He smiles, pleased with the fruits of his efforts and your name falling off his lips.

He removes his fingers when you finish riding your wave, but you continue to writhe on him, clearly wanting him to fuck you more despite your orgasm. "Please…" you whine, coaxing him into beginning his fucking again.

He leans in close again, making sure every single inch of him is filling you up and stretching you out. He claims your lips in a sweet but possessive kiss, then starts thrusting hard and deep, pushing you firmly into the bed with every moment.

"As your attending physician I know it would be safe, but can I cum inside you darlin'?" He asks. Even at this moment, the man finds the time to be his humorous self.

"Please, fill me." You cry out, and he doesn't need to be told twice.

He's staring you down again, and you can see the crazy and loving look in his eyes as he is brought closer to his orgasm.

"I'm all yours, claim me."

His fucking becomes quicker and erratic, as his brow furrows and his look becomes dark until he finally spills himself inside you with one hard, claiming thrust. He groans deeply, in a primal way as he fills you up, gently rocking his hips.

You both pant and take a moment to regain yourselves. Your foreheads are pressed together and the smiles stretch wide on your faces.

After a few moments, Leonard pulls out and you whine at the loss of him. He collapses next to you on his back before pulling you to lay over his chest and body, drawing gentle and soothing circles on your arm with his finger.

"I've loved you for so long, sweetheart." He whispers, pressing a kiss against your forehead.

You hug yourself tighter to him.

"I've loved you just as long."

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tagged by the lovely @lookingforsomethingcuzimbored

so i already did this a month ago, but im procrastinating writing so why not fuck around. this feels pointless but whatever

Name/Nickname - KC bb

Gender - I am an agender void

Star sign - Virgo sun, Capricorn moon, Libra rising and I fit them all

Height - 5’8”/172 cm

Time - It is currently dark out, that’s all you’re getting

Birthday - 12 September

Favourite bands - Walk the Moon, I am obsessed

Favourite solo artists - uhhhhh Danny Gonzalez :)

Song stuck in my head - Rogues Medley from Starkid is playing and its just so good

Last movie - Still WW84, but I’m gonna lie and say Ocean’s 8 cuz it’s dope

Last show - Superstore

When did I create this blog? - Septemberrrrrr

What do I post? - The dumbest shit you’ll ever see

Last thing I googled - https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMJKSWbB2/ this link cuz @ineedskyecrandall sends me cute tiktoks and i love her so very much

Do I get asks? - Yee. Lately they’ve been from @lookingforsomethingcuzimbored but I get some from mates and anons if I’m posting content or reblogging something yknow

Why I chose my url - I’ve had this screen name since before I cracked and needed a fake name cuz my parents scared me into fearing everyone on the internet as a child :) but jokes on them, i trust the internet more than them now

Following - 94

Average hours of sleep - 3 or 4 during the week, i can usually stretch to 5-7 on the weekends but like. during the day. I might have insomnia :)

Lucky number - I like 3, 33’s my favourite cuz memoriessss

Instruments - Guitar, piano, sax but I main bari, ukulele, bass, and a bit of drums but they’re too loud

What am I wearing? - P!ATD T-shirt and leggings

Dream job - Writing & producing, maybe editing cuz I’m neurotic

Dream trip - Just give me a cabin hidden from society with internet

Last book I read - Same as last time, Thunderhead

Favourite book - Long Way Down is fucking i n c r e d i b l e, highly recommend. thats all i can think of rn

Nationality - no.

Favourite song - Black Friday from Starkid, but Lost Boy by Ruth B & Jenny by Walk the Moon are also up there

Top three fictional universes - ATLA/LoK, TE, and for some reason the Little Mermaid came to mind, sooooo we’ll say that too lmao

Tagging - no one since i already got everyone lol

[ink-vax]

BEN headcanons plssssss

Ya home boi has freakles

And a blue tint to his skin.

Ben has glasses (you can pry this off of my cold dead hands) and tends to wear them in his room or at night. Because let's face it. Being locked in your room at night hunched over either a game or a computer messing with people it can ruin your vision. (Not alot of the pastas know he even has glasses. Only a select few).

Ben is hella short. Like Link is 5'5 Ben is 5 foot.

He does play video games and such, but just ask Jeff, he also loves his fair bit of DnD and card games. But it tends to be video games mostly.

Childish and cold. Not really sarcastic but acts childish due to not really having a childhood.

Even though hes a ghost of sorts, he does eat to have more energy in his body.

He has a bad habit of eating a shit ton of junk food for like 2 days straight. Then goes maybe one or two weeks without touching a single thing to eat. It's a bad habit of his, hes tried to stop. But it anit working out. You can see when hes not eating due to how low he floats, or how tired his eyes look.

Childish as hell okay. Especially when messing with his victim, hell play into what hes found out about them. Making them think it's some hacker that got into their stuff. But uses that to drive them insane from paranoia. Sometimes if hes having so much fun, hell kill them with his own hands.

Yeah, he plays Video games but that's not all he does. Hes quite good at hacking and getting info on every single thing his victims have done to use it against them.

He gets really scary if you do make him mad. It's kinda hard to make him mad, but when you do. .....RIP buddy.

He has a replica of Majoras mask on his wall, he likes to wear it around Halloween, and a real replica of the master sword hung above his door.

He does have a fear of water. But hes okay being in water that goes below his knees and is okay with showers. But a full bath of water. Lakes, pools that goes deeper then his knees, he cannot function with it. (Fun fact, how some of the pastas found out how far him being okay with bodies of water whent. ..let's just say, the poor soul who tried to pull him to slightly deeper water had thick, deep scratch Mark's on their arms and chest from the poor boy kicking and panicking.

Other than his death..he has no recollection of anything of his past.

The dude is a meme lord.

He does have a slight hard time with his emotions, but you can 'kinda' tell when hes not in the mood.

He prefers cats, but doesnt mind Smile.

He can get along with Tim (not masky), if hes not acting all that childish, witch he can do if he needs to be taken seriously, after all he is the one who can hack into everything and leak personal info at will of any of the other pastas.

He mostly is lay back.

He does still wear his link outfit, but he switches it up with Zelda themed outfits or just the eboy style (cause let's face it. It fits)

His ears are pointed, and kinda flicker depending on his mood,

He can fight with a sword. (But prefers not to)

He has one of the messiest rooms. Not by having clothing or dishes everywhere. He just has video game cases out. Wires and cords (witch can and will stress Jeff out if hes in there for to long.)

Ben loves to listen to music, alternative style (like Emo bands. And TOP is considered an alternative music band, some of his favorites are MCR. P!ATD. and falling in reverse) and soundtracks for games are some of his favorites.

I ain't even getting into his mental health (I am). He suffers PTSD, anxiety and depression (with a bit of insomnia to sprinkle in) with a feeling of being lost to a void of such.

Because of this, he can go days without sleeping if his mental state is fucked up. But he knows how to get it stable easily. He actually has very good coping abilities.

The bitch can also take the cable of one of the remotes and use it to choke you out if hes fighting you physically.

(Even though he doesnt like getting his hands dirty. Unless you've pissed him off. Witch is hard to do)

Ben is envious of Jeff and Lius relationship, cause hes never had a sibling before. That he remembers. So he is kinda envious of them.

He has a thing where if your trying to be friends with him (and hes deemed you worthy) ..you have to kinda respond back to texts if he sends you them. Because he cant just trust any old person, and if they cant try and communicate with you then theres no point on trying to be your friend.

He does have a hard time talking about his emotions

Him and Jeff have a weird friendship, but it's a good one

(A small list of some recurring ideas I have for Ben. There weird I know.)

(..and a few were self progected onto him. But what can ya do.)

[clasicalbluesrockmusicnerdfandom]

Unpopular opinion but I’m going to say it. Emo isn’t that fucking bad! For the record I am not going through an emo phase and I don’t think I ever really had one, and don’t hit me with the “everyone goes through an emo phase” bullshit because it’s not true. I honestly got into the genre because of my ex-girlfriend and at the time I wasn’t super fond of it but it eventually grew on me. I won’t lie, I am not big into the genre so my knowledge on the bands in the genre are limited to a few, but if I’m being honest it’s actually how I started easing my way into exploring the metal and punk genres further. Even though I don’t listen to emo as much as I use to, I am not ashamed to admit that I like it and neither should you!

1. The Black Parade- Let’s face, whether you want to admit it or not, if you listened to the album and bashed on it when you grew out of it, you’re lying to yourself. The story the album tells is just sad when it starts, but as the album goes on, it becomes more uplifting. This album is an epitome of story-telling through music, and is a masterpiece in it’s own right.

2. Like most genres, it has songs that are relatable- The genre itself is pretty much short for emotional rock. Couldn’t be more on the nose. Not only that but to say that you grew out of listening to songs you can relate to is pure shit, because songs of heartbreak, death, depression, love, etc. is in EVERY FUCKING GENRE!

3. Early emo bands could be considered just as much rock as the Offspring- Sure some bands don’t exactly follow the into the rock part of emo, I’m specifically looking at P!ATD, the genre pulls roots from every rock genre. The main influences are indie rock, punk, and metal, so really your hating on an indie version of grunge.

4. You probably still listen to it- In the late 2010′s, a sub-genre of emo called emo rap started to become mainstream with some of it’s most famous artist being Juice Wrld, XXXTentacion, and Lil Uzi Vert. So if you listen to these artist, just know you are listening to emo.

5. It is the embodiment of music- Much like music in general, emo constantly evolves. While it started off as rock, it slowly began to turn into pop, and now rap. So don’t be surprised if in a few years if an emo version of synth or anti-pop becomes a thing.

Most people look back to the genre with disgust once they grow out of that stage of their life, if they go through it, but that shouldn’t be the case. We need to embrace our past because it defines who we are today. If you hate a genre or band so much that you can’t defend why you liked them, then maybe it was never really worth listening to them in the first place. When it comes to music though, it should be kept in mind that there is no such thing as bad music, just music you don’t like.