#so i had to put it on the tv and gosh it was...a lot. i was vibing.

[galaxygermdraws]

So fun fact this is the drawing I accidentally copy pasted on top of itself. Originally this was supposed to be a wallpaper type I would offer for Comms, but this was so complicated I would rather not do that to myself. 

In other news I am thoroughly obsessed with RTDLDX, and have beat everything except the True Arena (I have yet to 100% extra mode though, as I had like 4 lives by the final world. It kicked my butt but I do thoroughly enjoy a challenge). I have. so many thoughts. Mostly about this egg (who I am now broke because of. I have spent much money for him)

Also this is my first time properly drawing either of his boss forms I do not understand how other people do it, it was fun but gosh round shapes are hard to draw in one smooth go. Ramble aside, this is a phone wallpaper, if you wanna use it as such! That’s what its meant to be. Prolly works better as a lock screen unless you can move where your apps are

(relogs with tags/comments are appreciated. Thankyu)

[gingersxng]

Stepbrother

pairing: f!reader x Mingi

Summary: from being an only child living with her dad and his new wife to the next day having your new stepbrother rearranging your insides

Genre: smut 18+

Notes: stepbrother mingi, dom!mingi, sub!reader, lots of kissing, cursing, fingering, oral m.receiving, big dick mingi, unprotected sex (always be safe), cum eating, cream pie, bulge kink, may have forgotten something I wrote this at 3am

Words: 1.7k

you were just a normal college girl living a kinda normal life at home with her father and his new wife. you had pretty good grades but didn’t have a lot of friends so you usually spent most of the time alone. it was always a relief to come home to your room and crash down on your bed.

you had fallen asleep as soon as you came home and woke up two hours later by a gentle knock on the door and your dad telling you to come down for dinner. you rubbed your eyes and stretched out your body before you sat up and did a fast check on your phone, your dad had tried to call you several times and sent a text message telling you to put on some nice clothes and then he had a surprise waiting for you. you furrowed your eyebrows wondering what it could possibly be. well maybe you should get your ass up and put on some clothes. as always you opened your wardrobe and just stared for a couple minutes because you never had anything to wear. after a while you remembered you got a new black skirt and your paired it together with a black top and some silver accessories. you took one last look in the mirror before you headed downstairs. you were met by your dad, his wife ofc and a guy.. you felt your heart drop down to your stomach. “there you are y/n! we’ve been waiting for you sweetheart” your dad greeted you. the tall blonde guy in your hallway gave you a little smile which made your cheeks blush. “this is Mingi, my son” your stepmother said patting him on the back. “you’ve never met each other yet so we thought it was time” your dad looked at you with a big smile on his face. you gave Mingi a shy smile and went into the dining room along with the others.

your parents talked the most of the time while you and Mingi were quiet, you could feel his gaze on you and it gave you butterflies. your dad never told you his new wife had a son so this felt so strange somehow. Mingi were one and a half year older than you and you would lie to yourself if you said he wasn’t cute cause omg. “Mingi’s gonna move in with us” you almost choked on your water when you heard what your dad just blurted out. “t-that’s great” was all you could say. you felt your cheeks getting hotter and the butterflies went crazy now. you’ve only known about your so called stepbrother for an hour and had now become a blushing mess.

after dinner your parents went into the living room to watch some late night tv and Mingi went to grab some of his stuff. you had went back to your room trying to take in the new information and you seriously didn’t know what to think. you were sure things would get easier when you got used to all this but right now it felt like your whole life had changed. you could hear someone walking up the stairs and you knew exactly who. it was Mingi and he went by your room and into the room across yours to unpack. he raised one eyebrow at you before he disappeared. gosh isn’t he dreamy you thought to yourself. you decided to remove your makeup and change into your sleepwear before heading to bed, you couldn’t stop thinking about him and it bothered you like crazy.

the next day you woke up around 1pm and you’d got a message from your dad. they had went to some friends and would be back in a few hours. you put the phone down on your nightstand and went to the bathroom to wash up. when you got downstairs you heard a deep voice from the kitchen. “morning” you almost jumped a bit cause you had completely forgotten that you weren’t alone anymore. Mingi sat at the kitchen island eating a bowl of cereal, he’d just woken up too. “good morning” you said a smile forming on your face. there was some awkward silence for a bit, you sat yourself at the opposite side of kitchen island facing Mingi while you ate your breakfast. yet again you could feel him watching you and your heart skipped a beat. “sooo.. y/n huh? that’s a pretty name” his deep morning voice vibrating right through you. “well, thank you” you blushed. “doing anything today?” he asked as he gave you a little smile. dang that smile could make you melt like a popsicle. “nothing special, I guess I’ll watch some tv” you replied while putting your dishes away. Mingi couldn’t help but sneak a peek down to your ass that was covered up by a pair of very short sleeping shorts, your ass cheeks falling out of them.

you put on your favourite show and made yourself comfortable on the couch. Mingi decided to join you cause he didn’t have anything better to do and that would be a good excuse to be with you more. you were watching an adult romance series on Netflix, you loved those kinds cause it always gave you butterflies. Mingi was sitting beside you and he was on his phone almost the whole time. you felt yourself heat up when a hot scene came up on the screen. you tried to keep yourself calm but you couldn’t help but press your thighs together a little. a loud moan came from the tv and caught Mingis attention. “what the..?” was the only thing he said. he turned to you and couldn’t help but notice your state. cheeks flushed, thighs pressed together and bottom lip between your teeth. a smirk formed on his lips looking down at your thighs. “you like this show huh?” he whispered into your ear. you pressed your thighs harder turning to face him. he placed a hand on your thigh giving it a light squeeze earning a little whine from you. his hand travelled to the place you needed him the most, he began to rub small circles on your clothed clit. your eyes shut tight at the sensational feeling. your wetness were leaking through your grey sleeping shorts, Mingi licked his lips at the sight. “damn so wet already” he chuckled. you bucked your hips onto his hand to get some friction. he pulled his hand away and you whined at the loss of contact. “I think we should continue upstairs since our parents could come home anytime” he said taking your hand and dragging you upstairs.

when you got into your room and locked the door you pushed him down on your bed climbing on top of him. you smashed your lips onto his, you opened your mouth welcoming his tongue inside. his hands grabbed your ass cheeks giving them a hard squeeze making you moan into his mouth. you started to place kisses down his neck then lifting up his shirt to place more kisses onto his torso. his low groans made you clench onto nothing. Mingi watched as you went further down to the waistband of his pyjama pants, you brushed your hand over his bulge earning a moan from him. you pulled down his pants revealing his big cock leaking precum at the tip. your eyes widened seeing how big he was. he smirked at your reaction. you didn’t waste any time and got down on him starting to lick up and down his length before putting him into your mouth. the tip hit the back of your throat making you gag, he brushed your hair away from your face. “fuck, just like that” he threw his head back into the pillow. you used your hand at the base of his cock while licking the tip. Mingi fought the urge to fuck up right into your mouth at the feeling. you could feel his dick twitching in your hand so you stroked him faster and put him into your mouth. he let out a cracked moan as you felt him release down your throat. you went up to his face to kiss him letting him taste himself.

he pulled down your shorts and dragged his fingers up and down your folds collecting your juices, never breaking the kiss. he pulled out his fingers and rolled you over onto your back placing himself between your legs. his tip teasing your aching hole. “pls Mingi..” you whined. “so needy darling” he finally pushed himself inside slowly to give you time to adjust. you could literally feel your eyes roll back into your head. you arched your back letting out a long moan, you’d never felt anything like this before. as he began to thrust faster and deeper into you your moans started to sound like something from a porn movie. you put your hand over your mouth to keep quiet cause you wouldn’t want to take the risk of your dad hearing his daughter being fucked by her stepbrother.

Mingi watched as his cock went in and out of your wet pussy. he pushed down his hand on your lower abdomen feeling how deep he was in you. he hit your g spot over and over again and you could feel yourself clench around his cock and a knot building up in your lower belly. Mingi sped up his pace feeling how close he was too. “damn…fuck” he threw his head back, his big adams apple bulging out as you felt him paint your walls white. not long after your knot loosened and you milked all over his dick. he leaned down to give you a kiss, cock still inside you.

“guys we’re home! and we got takeout with us!”

shit!

“we better get down there before they suspect anything” you said smiling. Mingi pulled out grabbing a towel to get you cleaned up. “since we can’t date I guess we’ll continue to fuck instead” he said with a playful smirk on his face. you just rolled your eyes at his comment. you both put on some clothes and went downstairs.

“what have you two been up to today?” your stepmom asked. you felt yourself blushing yet again. “we’ve been talking and got to know each other a little better” you said looking at Mingi. “well that’s great! I hope you’ll get close soon” she said proudly.

oh if she only knew.

[pinkynana]

oh my gosh pervert jaemin that just cant help having dirty fantasies abt his innocent clueless bsf :((( she doesnt even do anything to provoke him really but the way shes so clueless in the way that her boobs rub on him everytime she clings onto his arm or the way her skirts always manage to ride up her thighs basically exposing her ass when she bends over to get her favorite snack from the lower fridge he just cant stop thinking abt what it would be like to corrupt her and fuck her that one day he decides enough is enough and sort of manipulates her into fucking himmmmm :((( calling her is dirty little slut but also praising her at the same time :((

jaemin had enough of rubbing his cock on his own. he has a cute little best friend who trusted him for the world. he could just use that against her and fuck the shit out of her if he wanted to. besides, it's not all his fault that you're so naive. you don't know any better.

so the next time you'd come over, he'll make sure you let him get inside you.

jaemin already let you know his passcode for his door a few weeks ago. so you entered on your own, looking for jaemin who was busy watching porn, waiting for you to barge into his room.

"jaemin?" you found him. it wasn't hard since he left his bedroom door open. jaemin was laying down on his bed, pants off, boxers on his ankles, hand in his cock. the tv in his room played something that you've never seen before. "i.. is that porn?" you asked. at least you knew what it is.

"yeah.. wanna watch it with me?" without even waiting for your answer, he scootched over to give you some space. "well, i-i don't t-think.."

"come on, sweetie. it's not that bad." he smiled at you shamelessly as if his hard cock isn't just dangling down there. so you accepted his invitation, landing your ass on his bed once you took off your jacket and put it aside to get comfy.

you watched closely as the porn stars started the intercourse while the female was moaning (in your eyes, it was shouting) loudly. as if you weren't there, jaemin started pumping his cock, letting out some hisses here and there. you weren't sure what was happening and why your panties felt sticky. jaemin chuckled when he caught you rubbing your thighs together. you've fallen into his trap.

"i bet your panties are wet." he smirked.

"y-yeah.. but i didn't pee-"

"it's not pee. it means i need to touch you there."

"touch me?"

"yeah.. you trust me, right?"

jaemin's smile got wider when you started to spread your legs, exposing your damp panties underneath your skirt for him. "fuck.." he whispered. finally, his finger reached for your clothed pussy as he pressed it hard against you. the first sounds of pleasure coming out of you.

"naughty girl." you whimpered when he called you that. "acted so innocent when you've been waiting for a good dick to fuck you." you've never heard jaemin speak like this. sex was never a topic that the two of you discussed. you never knew how sexy he could sound.

"be my good girl, yeah?" he didn't wait for an answer. he kissed you while his finger pushed your panties aside as they started to go in and out of you. you weren't really experienced in kissing. you've only give pecks to your silly crushes so if you were to describe jaemin's kiss is that he used a lot of tongue. he was basically licking all over you. and you liked it. plus, his fingers inside of you, everything felt amazing. he increased the pace of his fingers and that's when you started to sound a lot like the porn star you were watching. loud. even with jaemin kissing you, you were loud.

until jaemin pulled away so quickly, making you whine. jaemin saw the way you looked confused, he couldn't help but laugh.

"i gotta make sure your first orgasm is on my dick." he tells you before you felt his tip kissing your cunt.

[elliespeach]

tear you apart | ellie williams

˗ˏˋ"if your friends won't watch over you, i will." ´ˎ˗

pairing ellie wiliams x fem reader synopsis ellie owns her own vinyl store and the day you wander in changes both of your lives forever. she quickly becomes infatuated with you, desperate for your love that she believes is meant to be. when things in your life begin to spiral, ellie is there to catch you, but you'd never suspect she was the reason you fell in the first place. heavily heavily based on the book/tv show "you" on netflix wordcount 4k warnings gosh where do i start, stalking both cyber and in person, ellie is obsessive, manipulative, a gaslighter, a pervert lowkey, possessive and easily jealous, she breaks into readers apartment and goes thru your stuff, shes also so delusional like top tier delulu, shes based off joe goldberg so i mean put the pieces together. this is all from her perspective, most if not all of the inner monologue is ellie's thoughts about you, the italics is verbatim what she is thinking in that very moment if that makes sense. like joe, all of her actions are justified in her mind, and she doesn't see anything wrong with them. reader has a dysfunctional family. pls lmk if i am missing something! authors note hi hello hi, i have been so excited to post this!! just wanted to clarify this rn, i am bringing in a LOT of elements from the book and show, especially in this part, if it seems very similar thats why. i don't plan on following the plot line for season one, but i needed a good base to jump off of, dont hate me. n yes, readers best friend is shauna from yellowjackets i couldn't help myself. i needed a girl group, sue me. cat is apart of this girl group, not ellie's ex along w dina, also not ellie's ex in this au lol

fuckin’ trash, ellie thought to herself, looking over the torn up vinyl in her hands. the guy who returned it obviously had no fucking clue how to take care of something. especially something so needing of love. she placed the vinyl down on the counter beside the register before stepping into the back of the store, grabbing her tools of restoration. as she rummaged through a drawer, the familiar bell rang from the front door indicating a new customer, but she ignored it and continued searching for the sandpaper she always left laying around somewhere. the last drawer she opened was the winner, taking her supplies, she emerged from the small room into the front of the store, the beads in the doorway swaying as she walked through them. 

thats when her eyes found you, examining the vinyl left on the counter. you hadn’t noticed her yet, too engrossed in the mishandled vinyl. she watched you for a moment as you looked it over, tracing the scratches that lined it. to ellie, you looked to be the definition of a nice girl. sporting a flowy sundress that laid just below your ass. nice girl who likes attention, she thought to herself, looking you up and down from afar. 

she played it cool, keeping her eyes on the sandpaper and cloth in her hands as she made her way back to the counter. you finally took notice of her when she stood in front of you. “oh, hi,” you smiled brightly, to which ellie looked up. “whoever handled this vinyl should be in jail.” a sense of humor, ellie smiled at you, letting a breathy laugh fall from her lips. and an appreciation for vinyls, rare.

“a life sentence, for sure.” she spoke, and you laughed. a laugh that was genuine, not forced by politeness. 

“can you point me to where i could find a david bowie album, ellie?” you asked sweetly, and she had to remember she wore a name tag. flirting with me and you like david bowie? ellie’s grateful its a tuesday afternoon, the store is dead. giving her more time to talk with you. you, who seemed to never stop smiling at her. 

“against the wall,” she pointed. “third box from the left.” she lets you wander over yourself, taking the time to admire the way you carry yourself. you had a pair of red, heart shaped sunglasses resting on your head. ellie could tell you liked to pay attention to details, it was evident in the way you matched your sunglasses to your dress, and she wondered just how many pairs you owned. both short dresses and uniquely designed sunglasses together. her head tilted at the thought, switching her over chewed gum to the other side of her mouth. 

you rifled through the box as ellie’s gaze pierced your back, although you were seemingly unaware. david bowie, she thought again. not another stuck up gen z who only listens to who is in the top one hundred, no. no, you were special. ellie put her focus onto the vinyl in front of her, slowly dampening it with the cloth before grinding the sandpaper over the scratches. but she kept you in her peripheral vision and she couldn’t help but notice you were struggling to find a specific one, or at least it looked like it. 

“need help?” she asked you, keeping her voice neutral.

your body turned to face her, meeting her eyes and a faux pout on your lips.“i think the only one i want isn’t here, or i’m seriously blind.” 

ellie chuckled, coming out from behind the counter, “my money’s on blind, just organized this box a few days ago.”

you huffed lightly, standing to the side while she approached you and the box. “i can’t find the rise and fall of ziggy stardust, it’s one of my favorites.”

of course it is. ellie barely looked in the box before she saw the album, pulling it out and holding it out for you. “i’ll book your eye appointment,” she said with a light grin. 

“ugh, my hero,” you gushed, taking the album from her hands gently. i’ll always be your hero, but something tells ellie that you didn’t really need her help to begin with. 

“c’mon, i’ll ring you up,” ellie led you back to the register and you placed the vinyl down on the counter lightly.

“promise i won’t do what that guy did,” you joked, reaching into your bag for your wallet. 

ellie almost wishes you would. you’d come in a few days later, apologizing for being so clumsy but asking if she could fix it for you. of course, she would say yes. how could she say no to someone like you? “you couldn’t if you tried, pretty sure he did it on purpose.” 

“what makes you say that?”

“just a hunch,” ellie shrugs, scanning the barcode on the vinyl. 

“maybe his dogs got it, or worse, his kids.” you kept eye contact as you spoke, which shocked ellie. a lot of people would break away, divert conversation, maybe even stay silent all together. but not you. 

“if that guy had kids, i’d feel bad for them,” to a lot of people, this comment would rub them the wrong way, and ellie internally cursed herself for saying it. you’re a sweetheart in her eyes, someone who wouldn’t think things like that, but again, you laughed. the transaction was almost over and she was grasping at straws, so she kept going. “guys like him blame everything on everyone else, i wouldn’t be surprised if his kids actually hated him but,” 

your head tilted, waiting for more. to ellie, it looked like you were hanging onto every word she said. and she relished in it. “–thats only if someone wanted to have kids with him, which i highly doubt.” 

“from what i’m hearing it doesn’t sound like anyone would want to,” you’re trusting my judgment. ellie’s lips curled up with your words, and she bagged the vinyl in a plastic bag. you handed her a credit card, which was decorated with flowers along with your name. and you want me to know your name. you could’ve used cash, the vinyl was less than twenty dollars. but no, ellie knew better and she knew you better. your eyes found the scratched up vinyl yet again, “but you can fix it?” 

ellie swiped the card against her own wishes. she’d give you the whole store if you asked with that pretty smile. “it’ll be back in the box within the hour, why? you like pink floyd?”

“yeah, for the most part. i haven’t listened to that album yet,” 

“i can put it on hold for you.” ellie rushes out, and she feels like she came on too strong. you could easily listen to it on spotify but she reminds herself that you’re in her store for a reason. you probably own a vinyl player, an older model you got off of facebook marketplace because the newer ones don’t match your personality. maybe a pioneer or a yamaha, and now shes thinking about how you probably dance around your room listening to music. your response breaks her from her imagination. 

“that’d be great, thanks ellie,” but she can see it so perfectly in her mind, you’d wear a big t-shirt and a dainty pair of underwear. twirling and spinning about, the t-shirt riding up as you did and as you stood in front of her in that short dress her mind seemed to unravel and she had to clear her throat. 

“anytime–” she tacked your name at the end of her words with a smile, handing back your card which you very quickly put in your wallet. her eyes glanced down for a split second, admiring how the dress pushed your tits together before bringing them back up to your face. 

“aren’t you going to tell me to have a good day?” you teased much to ellie’s enjoyment, reaching out for the bag she was holding for you. 

“have a good day,” your fingers grazed hers, and ellie knew it had to be on purpose. a flirt, and a good one at that.

“you too, ellie. i’ll be back for that album.” 

you left the store as quickly as you came, taking your sweet vanilla scent with you. ellie thought about your interaction all day, it consumed her walk home and when she entered her small apartment she fell to her couch and opened her laptop. 

plugging your name into any and all social medias was easy, who could forget a name like yours? all your accounts were public, and very quickly ellie could tell just what kind of person you were. the sweet girl who loved vinyls who had an addiction to posting online. your twitter was filled with random, obscure thoughts and always with a hashtag at the end of them. from time to time you’d tweet about where you were, and ellie tsk’d out loud to herself. anyone could find you within seconds, you need to be more careful. you seemed to tweet about everything in your life and ellie refreshed the page, wishing to see a post about the cute girl in the vinyl shop who helped you find your favorite album. 

yet, there was nothing. and for a moment it hurt her, but the more she thought about it, it was better you didn’t post about her. that means it was real for you, hope remains. 

facebook provided the basics of your family, although the account was inactive. but your parents who divorced a few years back seemed to only post about your younger siblings, leaving her to wonder if they didn’t approve of your lifestyle in the city. she stalked their pages like it was her job and at this point it felt like it was. she discovered that your two younger siblings went off to college out west and your parents even sold their home to be closer to them while still living separate lives. ellie felt pity for you, how could they just leave you behind? 

your instagram feed was an aesthetic one, pictures posted solely to appease your followers. a pretty sunset here, a mirror selfie there, a quick post about the food from the restaurant just down the road from ellie’s shop. there were also posts about your own art, colorful and detailed, just like yourself. a painting you did was the last thing you posted, but this one wasn’t like your other ones, it was black and white and had a lonely floating balloon in the center and the borders were lined with overlapping words. ellie could make out only a few of them, ‘melancholy’, ‘nobody’, and ‘distress’. 

there were lots of group pictures of you with friends. ellie could see you looked more authentic than them, who all seemed to resemble something out of a factory for young adults. you were a pearl in a sea of clams. 

out of curiosity, ellie brought herself to your friend’s pages as well. she needed to see the types of people you spent time with, seeing if they were someone she would approve of for you. one friend made an appearance more than others and she assumed that was your so-called best friend, a spunky city girl named shauna. her own instagram was like an influencer’s guide to posting online, and she seemed like someone ellie would avoid at all costs. shauna’s posts of you always had you in the background, or if you were directly in the frame it was a candid where shauna looked better. she's making herself look better at your own expense, can't you see that?   

your other friend’s social media were bland and unhelpful. ellie brought herself back to the task at hand. she typed your name into google and watched the loading screen. your name brought up a string of links all connecting back to your art pieces you’ve submitted to local papers and art galleries. an artist in new york city, aren’t you ambitious. maybe your parents didn’t like the instability of being an artist. but yet, you still pursue your passion. its admirable. 

what also popped up was a white pages link, with a few clicks, and a small charge to her credit card she found exactly what she was looking for. there wasn’t much she could do with your phone number, texting you would be creepy. there was no way for her to explain how she got it, so the next best thing was your address. which, lucky for ellie, was only six blocks from her own. 

if she could find it this easily, she needed to make sure that no one else did. which is how she found herself standing across the street from your apartment, peering into the windows that had no blinds, no curtains, no protection from the outside world. you were on full display for all of new york. first thing were doing together is buying you blinds. you were lounging around on your coach, scrolling through your phone and periodically shifting in your spot to get more comfortable. 

it was dark now, and again, luckily for ellie, someone standing on the sidewalk of new york wasn’t a weird thing to do and no one paid her any mind. for days she would stand in the same spot, studying your movements throughout your apartment. sometimes you would go to bed on the early side, but most nights you were fully awake, sipping something out of a purple mug which she could only assume was coffee, and drawing lines on a canvas. 

everytime you would take a break and scroll through your phone, ellie would refresh every social media, waiting for a post. your fingers danced on the keyboard and after a few refreshes on ellie’s end, your twitter had a new post. 

@yndoesartstuff: if anyone has tips on how not to procrastinate finishing a wip, please enlighten me

if you just put down your phone, i’m sure you could get it done.

one night she watched as you dipped your wet brush into the purple mug instead of the designated paint water cup. they didn’t even look similar, but ellie laughed to herself while you groaned, tossing your head back before getting up to dump the liquid out of the mug. this would also be the first night ellie gawked at you while your hands dipped below your shorts, she quickly looked around. no one else seemed to notice that you were pleasing yourself with your own gentle hands and her eyes found you again, sprawled out on your couch. 

your back arched, obviously hitting your sweet spot and ellie swallowed hard. blinds. were getting you blinds. 

some days, ellie was too busy with the store to watch over you and she hated herself for it. too tired to walk the six blocks and instead just looking over your social media again, looking through your friends posts to see if you’ve been up to anything. you had never come back for the album, which ellie had finished nearly two weeks ago now. but tonight, as she locked up the store she knew she was going straight to the sidewalk adjacent from your apartment. 

when she arrived at her usual spot she saw you through the windows and you looked too well put together for a night to yourself. you were dolled up and ellie liked to imagine it was for her, you’d leave your apartment and head to the store for the album you said you’d come back for weeks ago. but her hope was squashed when a cab pulled up outside your apartment and a woman who looked way too old started to walk up the steps to the building and entered the main door. ellie had been here enough to know the general look of your building's inhabitants, and this woman wasn’t one of them. maybe someone's mom, maybe she's visiting a friend. she can’t be here for you. no way. 

but through the windows, with no blinds, she saw you open your door for this woman and welcome her into your home. your mom. it has to be. ellie’s eyebrows narrowed when you pulled this woman into a hug, then pulled back and let your lips kiss hers. okay, so not your mom. who the fuck is this?

ellie, whose eyes were going from her phone to the big windows of your apartment, began to search through your online presence and found no traces of her. this mysterious woman who, now, you seemed to be having a highschool make out session with on your couch, was all over you, touching you, kissing you, and worst of all, pleasing you. that sweet smile that had previously been for ellie, was now for this woman and it made ellie’s stomach turn. but she didn’t leave, instead watched while the two of you began to peel each other's clothes off. 

were getting you blinds and were getting rid of this woman. 

the next day while she opened up her store, she couldn’t help but think about you and this woman. she was frustrated, of course. but she couldn’t blame you, obviously this woman was prying on your weaknesses for her own pleasure. taking advantage of you. it sickened her, and she had to know more. she had been through every following list she could think of and still, this woman was a mystery. and as she refreshed your twitter (a new hobby of hers), a new post popped up. 

@yndoesartstuff: lunch date with @shaunamavisxx never felt so right – at hoppers tavern

seeing that, ellie locked up shop way too early. it was fairly easy to make her way into your apartment, all she had to do was play the part. “sorry, my girlfriend hasn’t given me a key to this door yet,” she said with a friendly smile to your neighbor, who out of the kindness of his heart let her into the building. she waited until he was in his own apartment before picking your lock. 

it smelled like you once she stepped inside, and she let the aroma fill her nose as she walked around. it was messy, canvases piled up everywhere along with dirty paint brushes. clothes lined your floor from the bedroom all the way to the kitchen and she had to force herself not to clean it up for you. she examined your paintings up close, admiring how the strokes on the canvas looked. she noticed you draw a small bird in every corner, the bird is plump, uncolored and holding a small twig. it was your signature, and it matched you so well. but, what she really was after was your laptop, she found it sitting on your unmade bed. 

no password? she was shocked, and made a mental note to tell you that you needed to secure your devices. it’s almost as if you wanted her to search through it to get to know you better, and ellie did just that. it was linked to your phone and as she went through your messages they all seemed to be relatively normal. for someone like you, at least. 

loads of messages from a group chat labeled city gals, and she knew it wasn’t you who had named it being as you were funnier than that, and less basic. scrolling up, all the conversation in the chat was merely nothing of note, no mention of this woman to your friends which ellie found odd. maybe just a hookup? but even then, wouldn’t you tell your friends? 

ellie could gauge your friends' personalities through the texts they would send, shauna was most definitely the unnamed leader of this group, probably also the one who named the chat. her texts were mostly about planning activities, meanwhile the others just tacked on with fake enthusiastic responses. even yourself. 

leaving the group chat, she continued to scroll down your messages and found an unsaved phone number which seemed to be the winner. you don’t have her number saved, this is good. a lot of your texts to her went unanswered, left on seen and only responded once you’d ask for her to come over. that usually generated a reply within minutes from this woman, who ellie still didn’t know the name of. it angered her even further, realizing she was just toying you along. only using you for your body when you were so much more than that. 

ellie jotted down the unsaved number into her notes app, saving it for later when she could find out just exactly who this woman was. it was clear from the texts that she wanted nothing to do with you, and you still kept texting her like a sad puppy. it was pathetic, really, but ellie didn’t judge. she knew that your attention seeking habits were brought on by your dysfunctional family, she just wished it was her on the receiving end.

she found herself in your emails and saw you had an abundant amount of unread ones. it was a lot of spam and a waste of time, so she moved on. she decided it was best to go into your search history, restaurants, art galleries that allowed online submissions, sometimes even silly questions that ellie would most definitely answer for you if you asked. 

“how do magicians do their cutting in half tricks?” you would ask her from the couch while ellie made you both dinner. 

she’d call out from the stove, “there’s a fake table, the girl puts her legs through that. the legs you see on the other end are fake, baby.” and you would giggle sweetly as you always did, thanking her for being a know-it-all. 

but as she continued to scroll further and further down your search history, she saw that the day you two had met, you googled “vinyl stores near me” and ellie’s was the first to pop up. she thanked every star in the universe for such a coincidence, but the more she thought about it, it couldn’t have been a coincidence because to her, it was always meant to be.  

suddenly your laptop dinged and a new message appeared at the top from city gals. it was shauna and she was proposing a night out and it didn’t take long at all for the rest of the chat to respond. 

shauna: drinks at our favorite spot tonight?

dina: totally what time 

shauna: like 8 ish? 

cat: sounds good to me

shauna: im with our heavy drinker, she says yes too!! see u guys then

dina: hangin w out us :( rude 

cat: yeah wtf 

shauna: oh hush its no biggie, we’ll see you guys tonight 

ellie sat back as the texts rolled in, heavy drinker? ellie didn’t like the sound of it, and your friends seemed to think it was funny. bet they don’t even watch over you when you’re plastered, leaving you alone where anyone could hurt you. a few clicks on your instagram and she found a group mirror picture in a dirty bar bathroom, and the location clear as day at the top of the post. she confirmed it with a few other pictures and a deep dive of your twitter. gotta stop putting your location everywhere. 

ellie knew your lunch date with shauna would be ending soon and you’d return home to start getting ready for the evening. she shut your laptop down, placing it exactly where it was on the bed before and started towards the door to leave. as she was on her way out, a bright red thong caught her eye. it was so carelessly thrown between the couch and the table next to it and she stuffed them into her pocket before locking the door behind her on the way out. she knew you’d never notice, your apartment already looked like a tornado had been through it seven times over. 

she played with the string of fabric in her pocket as she walked down the sidewalk back to her place, contemplating the night to come. if your friends won't watch over you, i will.

read part two here :)

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

01/19/2024 Crew Recap

TLDR; HoistTheAds; LubeAsACrew; CastAndCrew Reactions; Petition/Fundraiser Updates; TheCozyPirate Update; Taika Pictures; The back of Rhys' Naked Legs

Edit: Rhys put his reaction up after I had put this together and I missed it, see it here or on his IG while the Story is still up.

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There just isn't enough room on tumblr for the amount of crap that went down today, let me tell you.

Well, as many of you know, shit got real today with the #HoistTheAds campaign and #LubeAsACrew going live.

#HoistTheAds

Last night at 12 PM EST the 2 day , every 15 minute ad campaign that @renewasacrew set up with the money gathered from the ad fundraiser kicked off in timesquare. You can still view them here Expect our ad every hour at :00, :01, :02, :15, :38, :42, :50

Throughout the day you could see the plane messages:

The Trucks went by!

And probably the most exciting things were the reactions from the cast and crew over the billboard!

There were a LOT of reactions so bear with me, there will be a lot of pictures. Chaos Dad David Jenkins, Kristian Nairn, Samba Schutte, Madeleine Sami, Samba Schutte, Leslie Jones, Vico Ortiz, Linds Cantrell, Alex Sherman, Eroll Shand, David Fane and many more. Some sent messages, some just emojis.

One special one to point out was David Fane's adorable reactions:

Some good news too, apparently Chaos Dad was able to actually go to Time Square and see the billboard, but wasn't able to interact.

#LubeAsACrew

Then there was this crazy thing... LubeAsACrew, where the Social Media person for Astroglide did a simultaneous watch with everyone on twitter. Then live-tweeted the episodes. Some of the stuff that came from it.. was unhinged and so much fun. There was too much to get into so I'm just including some highlights, feel free to check out the thread here:

==== Articles ====

The billboards obviously got a lot of attention of the press because the amount of articles out today are nuts:

PinkNews: Our Flag Means Death fans buy huge Times Square advert to demand its return

Pride.com: Our Flag Means Death fans buy Times Square billboard to save the show

Them.Us: Our Flag Means Death Fans Bought a Billboard in Times Square to Demand Renewal

TV Insider: ‘Our Flag Means Death’ Fans Take Renewal Campaign to Times Square — David Jenkins Reacts

Gay Times: ‘Bracing for battle’: Our Flag Means Death fans rally together for season 3

Now This News: Its Flag Meant Death: The Uncertain Reality for Queer-Driven Shows in the Streaming Era

Popverse: Our Flag Means Death fans launch Times Square billboard (and more) in series renewal campaign

Marysue: ‘Our Flag Means Death’ Fans Have Really Made an Impression With This Effort To Save the Show

The Geekiary: Fans Fight To Save Our Flag Means Death From Doggie Heaven

==== Impacts / Stats ====

=Petition=

Up to 67K+! Holy crap yall! That's almost 7K today! Great job!

=Fundraisers=

Renew As a Crew for Rainbow Youth has almost met the $17K Goal everyone! Almost there!

OFFP Care for Gaza - up to almost $8300

===Twitter Trends/Stats===

Twitter trends got pretty high with all the hashtags. I tried to get pictures at peak times but Im sure there were move, so take these numbers with a grain of salt, they were probably more!

=== Hashtag Update ===

Looks like the hashtags today are the following, and as always emails, and instructions are here: #HoistTheAds #SaveOFMD #RenewAsACrew

= Stuff I Dont Have Categories For! =

Just some more industry info from our local @TheCozyPirate

And for whatever reason, Taika Archives came out with new Taika pictures today. So enjoy some black and white Taika.

Wow I actually reached my picture limit on this one, that's crazy.

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Final note for the night-- I saw SO MANY OF YOU CALLING TODAY! And expressing your call anxiety and how you overcame it, and oh my gosh I just have to say you're all so friggn amazing! Stepping out of your comfort zone is scary as fuck and you did it anyway! Great job everyone! And if you haven't done so yet-- no worries, if you want to, you can, if you're not ready, that's okay too!

Other than that-- I've seen a lot of folks really taking a step back from the trolls and blocking/ignoring, great job all! Enjoy your celebration and happy times! Don't let the haters get to you. You are awesome and beautiful and we all continue to be so incredibly proud of this community! The Cast and Crew SAW you today as they have for days since all this started and they know we love them!

Now, I'll end with a picture of the backs of Rhys' legs (on the right) and a censored butt. Enjoy the muscles, I know I do.

[lousypotatoes]

The Sun's In My Heart

Warning! This post contains murder, mentions of sex, and lots of cussing. If any of these make you uncomfy, please read with caution.

Song Recommendation:

you should see me in a crown - Billie Eilish

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

"Hey Vaggie?"

"What do you want?" Vaggie said.

"Do you and Charlie have a second?" she asked. "Me and Alastor made something that we think could help get more guests for the hotel."

"What exactly did you and Alastor make?" Vaggie asked, eyeing Y/N suspiciously.

"Find Charlie and find out," she giggled, walking away. "We'll be downstairs."

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"They'll be here in a minute," she said as she walked down the stairs.

"Ah wonderful!" Alastor said. "Thank you for telling them, dear."

"It's nothing to thank me over," she waved off, walking over to stand next to Alastor. "But you're welcome."

"Alright," Angel Dust said from the couch. "What's the deal with you two? You fuckin' or what?"

Alastor didn't say anything, but Y/N saw that his eye started to twitch, his smile becoming more forced.

"It's nothing like that Angel," she awkwardly laughed. "We were just really close when we were alive,"

"You're not doin' a good job of convincin' me, toots."

"Oh my Satan, how many times do I have to explain it to you?"

"This will be the last time, dear," Alastor said, putting his hand on her shoulder. "Unless our friend wants to hear his screams broadcasted to all of Hell."

Before Angel Dust could reply, Charlie came downstairs, dragging Vaggie by her hand.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so excited to see what you guys made!" she gushed, sitting on the couch. "Thank you guys so much for taking the time to make whatever it is,"

"You don't have to thank us, Charlie," Y/N said. "Besides, it was Alastor's idea to make the whole thing."

"Yes, but you also had part in making it," Alastor said.

"Can we just watch whatever it is now?" Vaggie asked, annoyed.

"Oh, right," Y/N said sheepishly, turning on the TV.

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"So, what'd ya think?" Alastor said, turning off the TV after the commercial ended.

For a moment, Charlie and Vaggie didn't say anything, they just had looks of confusion and shock on both their faces.

"I'm sorry, what the fuck was that?" Vaggie said angrily.

"Hey, we worked hard on puttin' that together!" Y/N said, putting her hands on her hips.

"It's good," Charlie said, a fake smile on her face. "Alastor, Y/N-I mean," Charlie couldn't find the words to say.

"Do you not like it?" Y/N asked.

"No! No!" Charlie exclaimed, waving her arms around. "It's amazing! Thank you both so much for making it, but um..maybe the tone is a bit off?"

Neither Alastor or Y/N said anything. Vaggie continued to glare at both of them angrily.

"We want people to want to come here," Charlie continued. "This makes it look...umm-"

"Bad," Vaggie interrupted. "The word you're looking for is bad."

"We made it like that 'cause we thought it was funny," Y/N said, glaring at Vaggie.

"Hilarious is a better term for it, my dear," Alastor said, tilting his head.

"It didn't explain anything about how we're trying to save demons from extermination, which is the whole fucking point!"

"The commercial explained all of that," Y/N said.

"It didn't explain any of it!" Vaggie said angrily, crossing her arms.

"Vaggie is right," Charlie said. "The commercial was to let Sinners know we are trying to help them."

"Well, my dear," Alastor said, running his fingers across his cane. "I haven't been active in Hell for some time, and everyone remembers me from my radio show. The proper medium to express oneself! But you insisted on this noisy picture box advertisement, so we had a little fun with it." he finished, smirking.

"Oh, fun. You had a little fun with it?" Vaggie said, standing up. "Well, this is not what we want representing us."

"You said you wanted help," Y/N said, a small frown on her face. "This is us tryin' to help."

"Well then try harder," Vaggie said. "When you two showed up, both of you said you would help run the hotel, instead you're mocking us! Nobody's going to want to come to a place where two powerful Overlords think is a big waste of time!" she finished, sitting back down, scowling.

"Just be grateful we're actually trying to help," Y/N said as calmly as she could, taking a seat next to Angel. "You know what people think of this place. They all think it's the most stupidest idea ever. At least you have people like me and Al wantin' to help."

Before Vaggie could respond, Angel raised his gloved hand from the couch.

Vaggie turned her attention to him, "What?"

"If'n ya filmin' a commercial, can I suggest you take better advantage of the talented celebrity you have right here?" he said, all four of his hands pointing to himself.

"Angel, you're a porn star."

"A famous porn star," he corrected her, putting his legs on Y/N's lap. "I'll have the horniest sinners knockin' down these walls to get in."

"We are not filming a porn as a commercial." Vaggie said. Charlie just looked concerned.

"Why not?" Angel asked. "Sex sells, don't it? I swear, you film a threesome with mister fancy talk creepy voice and miss dommy mommy vibes and me, you'd be rollin' in participates willin' to stay at this tacky hotel."

Blushing, Y/N immediately pushed his legs off her.

"Gross, Angel,"

"Haha! Never going to happen!"

"Angel," Charlie began, smiling awkwardly. "I appreciate you wanting to use your special skills to, um, attract folks to the hotel, but- I don't want to exploit you in that way!"

"Oh, please, baby," Angel waved off. "This body was made to be exploited. I got the arms, I got stamina, I got the legs, I got the lung capacity-"

Y/N walked over to Alastor as Angel continued to talk about his body.

"Told you she wouldn't like the commercial," she muttered as Charlie's phone began to ring.

"All that matters is that it's entertaining, dear." he said. "Everybody likes a good laugh, don't you think?"

"Hey, I have a question," Angel said, interrupting Y/N and Alastor. "Why can't you just make people stay here babycakes? Since you're so powerful and all."

"I can," Y/N said, her eyes glowing red for a split second. "I just don't feel like doin' it."

Vaggie scoffed.

"What about you freaky face?" Angel asked

"Oh, trust me, I can!" Alastor said ominously, his antlers beginning to grow.

"Why do you think I'm here?" Husk called from the bar.

Everyone turned to look at him.

"You actually think I'd be cleaning bottles and listening to you fuck's bitch and moan all the time if he wasn't forcin' me?" he said as he cleaned a bottle.

"I like being forced," Nifty said, popping up from behind the bar.

"Keep that to yourself, Niff,"

"What, you don't love being here with me, Whiskers?" Angel teased.

"Call me Whiskers again and I'll jam that bottle down your throat!" Husk threatened.

"Kinky. Come one keep talkin' dirty."

"Angel, let Husk do his job," Vaggie sighed. "And no, we can't force sinners to stay here. They need to choose to."

"I'm choosing to be here, and I think it's all stupid." he said. "We're in Hell, toots. That's kind of the end of the road, ain't it?"

"Well maybe it doesn't have to be."

"Nobody's made it out Vaggie," Y/N pointed out. "How do we know getting redeemed is even possible?"

"We just have to try," Vaggie said. "It doesn't mean it's not possible."

"Hey," Angel said, putting his hand on Vaggie's shoulder. "Whatever means I can keep crashin' here rent free. Crack is expensive."

"I've been meanin' to ask, Al," Y/N said quietly. "Are you here to get redeemed?"

"Heavens no!" Alastor chuckled. "I'm simply here for entertainment!"

"Explain more, please," Y/N said.

"I came here because I love seeing wasteful souls struggle to accomplish something meaningful and fail spectacularly!" he exclaimed. "Isn't that why you came here?"

"A little bit yes, but-"

Before Y/N could finish, she heard Vaggie and Charlie.

"But-But the extermination just happened. What could they want this soon after-"

Charlie cut off Vaggie "This is the perfect opportunity, Vaggie," she smiled. "I could get Heaven on board with my plan."

"Charlie hold on-"

Charlie ignored Vaggie. "There's no way I can mess this up!" she said, pacing all around the room. "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!"

"It's just a meeting," Vaggie groaned.

"When I speak to them, I'm going to change their minds and touch their hearts, or whatever angels have, actually."

"This could be bad," Vaggie said.

"Vaggie, it's gonna be alright!" Charlie said, taking Vaggie's hands and spinning around. "Something tells me that today will be a happy day in Hell!"

And with that, Charlie bolted out the door.

Everyone but Husk and Vaggie crowded around the door.

"She's halfway down the street," Y/N called out, giggling.

"Is she-?" Vaggie started

"Oh, she's dancin'," Angel finished, taking a drink of his booze.

"Ugh, no!" Vaggie groaned.

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Y/N was currently sitting in her room, going through paperwork of all the demons she killed. Something about seeing the number of lives she took away really boosted up her ego.

Going through the paperwork, she remembered the conversation she had with that woman on the phone before Alastor came in and brought up the idea for the commercial.

Remembering it, her eyes glowed a dangerous red. She was going to hunt down this woman, and she was going to do it now.

She opened her bedroom door and strode out, giving out a dangerous energy that even Angel and Vaggie knew not to mess with.

"I'll be back soon, Vaggie," she said, knowing that Vaggie wanted to ask. "I have some business to take care of, I shouldn't be gone long."

"What kind of business, hm?" Alastor suddenly asked, startling her. "You seem to be in a rush."

"It's something that I want done and I want it done right now." She said. Alastor saw the dangerous glint and his grin grew wider. "You're welcome to join me. Or not, I don't care."

Wanting to see Y/N in action, Alastor nodded eagerly. "Alright then,"

Y/N smirked. "I suggest you find another to keep up with me,then," she said in a way that caused Alastor to get goosebumps. "'Cause I'm not walkin' to my destination."

With that she walked out the door and unfurled her wings. Alastor was amazed on how big her wings actually were. He wanted to touch them.

"Y'know, it's quite rude to stare."

Alastor blushed, not knowing that Y/N saw him staring.

"My apologies, Y/N," he said, his eye twitching in embarrassment. "I'll meet you at our destination,"

"How do you know where I'm goin?"

"I have my ways."

Y/N grinned. She liked this side of Alastor, and she liked it a lot. She wanted to see this side of Alastor more often.

"Good luck keepin' up,"

As soon as she finished her sentence, she shot up into the air, flying gracefully. Alastor had never seen anything like this before, she was so beautiful and graceful, just like she was when she was alive. But something about seeing shoot up in the sky like that made something stir in his heart that he hadn't felt in a long time. He smiled genuinely, then melted into the shadows, following Y/N as best as he could.

As Y/N flew over Pentagram city, she tried to smell out and hear that bitch as best as she could. She had never done this before but decided that she wasn't going back to the hotel until that woman's head was off her body.

Flying past The Vee's Tower, she finally found her target. She didn't know how, but she just knew that it was her. The woman was walking out of the tower, a coffee in her hand and texting on her phone.

Swooping down, Y/N grabbed the woman and flung her into the wall of a nearby alleyway. As soon as Y/N landed on the ground, Alastor materialized out of the shadows, his grin wider than ever.

The woman's eyes were closed "WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU A-?" she screamed, but as soon as she saw Y/N and Alastor in front of her she stopped talking.

"Is this the business you had to take care of?" Alastor asked, leaning on his cane.

"Unfortunately, yes," she said, not taking her eyes off the woman.

"I'm assuming this is has to deal with the services you offer?"

"No, she just really fuckin' annoyed me," Y/N said. Her eyes glowing red, she walked over the woman. "No wonder you're so stupid. You work for the Vee's don't you?"

"If you kill me," the woman said meekly. "They'll come after you."

Y/N laughed. "They won't do anything," she grabbed the woman up by her throat. Alastor was watching intently. "You think I'm scared of the Vees? Sweetie, it's the other around."

One of the woman's arms ripped off. The woman screamed in pain.

"This is what happens when you piss me off, do you understand?"

The woman nodded, tears streaming down her face.

"I don't think you do," Y/N said

She summoned an angelic knife and pushed it straight through the womans throat. The woman gurgled but died quickly.

Alastor stared at Y/N with wide eyes. He had never seen anything more attractive.

"Did you enjoy watchin'" Y/N asked cockily.

"Immensely, my dear," Alastor breathed out. "I wish I would of saw you like that when we were alive.

Y/N giggled "So do I. Now we should head back to the Hotel," she said, dusting off her pants. "I'd hate to attract an audience."

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Back at the Hotel, everyone was sitting on the couch, Vaggie pacing in front of them.

"Okay, so Charlie is dealing with something very important, so while she's gone, we are making a new commercial." Vaggie said. "One that represents her vision and what we're doing here. Alastor, we need a camera."

Alastor snapped his fingers and a camera from back when Y/N was alive popped up in Vaggie's hand.

"A video camera," Vaggie said.

Alastor hummed in dissaproval, but snapped again. The old camera disappeared and a modern video camera popped up in Vaggie's hand.

"All right! Let's do this!" Vaggie said, pumping her fist into the air.

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"And....action!"

Y/N watched as Vaggie recorded a scene of Husk and Angel at the bar.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel," Husk said, the script in front of his face. "Can I help you with anything?"

"I've been a bad boy," Angel said suggestively, climbing onto the bar. "And I need a big strong daddy to put me in my place...on the path to redemption!"

Seeing Husk's face made Y/N feel bad for the cat but also giggle.

Husk rolled his eyes and groaned. "Well, you come-"

"Oh yes!" Angel interrupted.

"-to the right place."

"Cut!" Vaggie cried out. "Okay Angel, I need you to be less horny, if possible. And Husk, could you maybe not have the script in front of your face?"

"I ain't no actor! I can't memorize this shit!" Husk said, throwing the paper on the bar.

"We could improve this shit, babycakes," Angel purred. "Rawrr~"

Husk pushed Angel off the bar. "Whoops,"

Vaggie sighed. "Husk, come on!"

Y/N went back upstairs, killing that woman made her tired and she wanted to take a tiny nap.

"Not going to watch them down there?"

Y/N jumped and saw Alastor standing in front of her.

"Jesus Christ, Alastor, what is it with and scarin' me all the damn time?"

Alastor chuckled. "I can't help it, my dear. "You're too easy to scare."

Y/N scoffed and continued to walk to her room. Alastor followed her.

"I'm way too tired to argue with you right now,"

"Maybe you should get some rest then, dear,"

"I was on my way too when you scared me,"

"Am I annoying you?" Alastor asked, still following her.

"A little bit, yes," Y/N mumbled, as they reached her room. "I know Vaggie wants me to film a part, so could you maybe wake me up?"

"If you need me too, then of course,"

"Thank you Al," she smiled genuinely. "And thanks for comin' with me earlier. Usually, I like doin' stuff like that by myself, but you added somethin' nice to it."

"If anything, I should be thanking you," he said. "You put on quite the show for me today. I applaud you. I'll leave you to rest now."

Alastor melted into the shadows, leaving Y/N flustered and grinning cheesily. He was just like how he was on Earth, despite the psychopath tendencies, she liked that part of him too. She went into her bedroom and flopped onto her bed, sighing happily, her dead heart beating rapidly in her chest.

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Y/N woke up from her nap to a knock on her door.

"Come in," she said, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

The door opened and Alastor stepped in the room. He smiled genuinely when he saw Y/N in her sleepy form.

"Vaggie wants you downstairs," Alastor said quietly, an amused smile coming to his face.

"I'll be down there in a minute," Y/N said groggily. "Thanks for wakin me up, Al,"

"You don't have to thank me," Alastor waved off before heading out the door. "I'm glad you slept well, my dear."

After he left, Y/N got out of bed and straightened out her outfit and her hair before heading downstairs. When she got down there, she saw that the whole downstairs area looked like a set from a movie. There were lights and cameras everywhere, and everyone besides Alastor was dressed in outfits from the time you and Alastor were alive.

Y/N was impressed.

"Alright everyone!" Vaggie said as soon as she saw Y/N. "Let's make a fucking commercial.

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After all of them were done filming for the commercial, they sat around or on the couch, waiting for Charlie to come back, and for the commercial to air.

Y/N heard Charlie come in through the front door. Vaggie heard it to, getting up to greet her.

"Charlie!" Vaggie said, hugging her. "How did it go? Did they listen?"

"Oh, uh...They sure did..hear it! But um-" Charlie said.

"Oh! Come here!" Vaggie exclaimed, pulling Charlie towards the couch. "We have something exciting to show you!"

"Alastor and Y/N pulled some strings and it's about to air," Vaggie said as her and Charlie.

"We pulled a few limbs too," Y/N giggled.

"Wait? The commercial?" Charlie said, confused. "You all made a new one?"

"Yeah, one of my better performances, if I do say so myself," Angel said, grinning.

"That's...amazing," Charlie said, her eyes sparkling.

"Shh! It's starting!" Angel shushed.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hot-" Vaggie said on the TV before the signal got interrupted.

"Oh, what the fuck?" Y/N said in anger. Everyone reacted the same way she did.

A news broadcast came on.

"Breaking news in Hell today!" Katie Killjoy said on the TV. "We have just received word from the Heaven Embassy that the next extermination is happening sooner than ever before."

Hearing those words, Y/N's eyes widened in shock and fear.

"Do you know what that means Tom?"

"No, what does that mean, Katie?" Tom Trench asked.

"It means we're all royally fucked!" she answered, her neck snapping.

The camera cut to the Extermination Day timer, the numbers going down from 358 to 176.

"Wait...what? Why!?" Angel exclaimed.

Everyone in the room besides Nifty had looks of shock and confusion on their faces. Even Alastor didn't have his usual grin on his face.

"We are so fucked," Y/N muttered

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sorry it took me so long to upload, i've been really busy lol

angel dust and husker are my spirit animals

stay safe and drink lots of water <33

xoxo, Izzy

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Lots of emotional/smutty fluff with modern!aemond dealing with all his emotional scars with his with his girlfriend maybe as a fic? You have my favorite modern aemond

"I'm About To Make You Feel" • Modern!Aemond Targaryen x reader

Summary: Aemond takes a comment that you make about an actor's eyes to heart. CW: hurt & comfort, fingering & grinding. Words: 1.4k A/N: I was like, 'I'm working on the vday requests and cannot put out a full on fic rn, I'm just gonna write some headcanons..........and then here we are. Hope this is the right balance of emotion/smut for ya, friend, thank you for requesting!! x

His downward spiral that week begins on a cozy monday night. 

Aemond had come back home from work with a couple of VHS tapes he’d gotten at the one surviving video rental store in town that he frequented. They were having an Al Pacino week special, as he’d enthusiastically told you after dinner, while kneeling in front of the TV in your shared apartment to plug the VCR to the TV. He’d rented copies of Dog Day Afternoon and Serpico. 

When everything had been set, you’d brought a couple of hot drinks and blankets to properly nestle yourselves on the couch and unwind after a long day. 

“Gosh, Al Pacino was so hot in the 70’s, wasn’t he?” You murmur idly, to which Aemond only hums in affirmation. 

And then you wince, the second it leaves your mouth, realizing what you’d said a second too late. “It’s the eyes! He has such big, dreamy eyes!” 

“Hmm.” Aemond tenses a bit, but keeps on watching the film.

You turn to look at him with fear that what you’d said had bothered him somehow, but his profile looked calm, with his lips pursed in their usual pout and eye glued to the screen as Al Pacino screamed at the cops circling the bank he'd robbed.

You seriously did not mean to hurt Aemond, it was just something that slipped from your mind without being filtered first – you’d always loved Al Pacino for his eyes. 

But then later that night, when you settled for bed, he was quietter than usual. He wasn’t distant or anything, but, by now you know perfectly well how to read his different shades of quietude.

You didn’t question him, not wanting to intrude, knowing that when something bothered him, it took him a long while to process his feelings before talking them out with you. 

But then Friday night rolls down, both of you already settled in bed.

You have a habit of reading a little bit together before going to sleep. You’d finished your book before him, so he gladly takes you in his arms to pillow your head against his beating heart, while he continues to read. Your eyes had started to close – so soothed by the rise and fall of his chest. 

When suddenly, you hear a little sniffle.

It's so quiet, if you were more asleep you would’ve missed it entirely. Immediately you look up at him and find silent tears streaming down both sides of his face. Something you’d discover was that the tear duct on his left eye was still intact, regardless of his missing eye – a fact that made your heart contract each time you saw Aemond in pain. 

“Aemes, what’s the matter, darling?” you whisper, sitting up and tenderly caressing the side of his face, thumbs wiping away the tears. 

“Nothing, just the book I’m reading.” He dismisses, and while there might be some truth there – he's reading something with a depressing plot you’d teased him about earlier – you know how it is with him. Things sometimes snowball for him, things add up until he ends up admitting to you that he might not be as strong as he makes himself out to be. 

“Aemond…” 

He sniffles once more, takes a deep breath and finally turns to look at you. 

“Are the eyes important for you?” He mumbles. 

“What?” You know what he means, and you hate yourself for it. It had been an honest slip and you hadn’t meant any harm. “No, darling! is this about the Al Pacino thing? You know I don’t care about that! You know I love you, right? All of you. I wouldn’t change a thing.” 

You frame his face in your palms, leaning in close enough to kiss. “Look at me, Aemond.” 

His watery lilac eye pierces you, pleads for you to take over and be the stronger one for just this moment. 

“Aemond, I love you, all of you. There’s not an inch of you that doesn’t drive me wild. I think you’re the most attractive person in the whole world, and I can’t believe you’re all mine.”

You giggle, biting your lip when you see the lines of pain slowly vanishing from his handsome face. 

“You’re just saying that.” 

“No! I’m not! I mean it. You’re so perfect, Aemond, inside and out.” 

You take his book from his hands, place it on the nightstand and straddle his lap, hands on the elegant column of his neck as you lean down to kiss his sharp cheekbones – a kiss for each one, with all the love you possess, whispering in between kisses as you trail downwards, to his angular jawline and chin. “I love every inch of this perfect face.” 

You don’t mean to, but you start grinding your hips against him in autopilot, while your thumb caresses the scarred side of his face, the little dent where his eye used to be, as you kiss the corner of his right eye.

“And you’ve no dark circles under your eye, babe, what the hell do you even do?” 

He huffs out a laugh – the corners of his eye wrinkling a little bit, before he closes it, relishing in your touch and snaking his arms around your waist. He plants one foot on the bed to add more friction to your grinding.  

“I want you, Aemond. All of you. I want you so bad, all the time. Please, never ever doubt that.” 

“You want me?” He hotly whispers against your lips – your kisses getting even more heated. His desperation to be comforted transforms into ardent desire as the minutes tick by.

“How bad do you want me?” He smirks against the corner of your mouth. 

And there he is. 

“You really wanna know?” You tease, kissing down his neck, nibbling his protruding Adam’s apple, and then the spot where you feel his pulse quickening frantically. 

“Hmmm…” His big hands sneak underneath your pajama pants and panties, confidently groping your ass, his stroking of your skin both reverent and rough, loving and demanding.

Then he grabs the hem of both of your garments and brings them down the globes of your ass and thighs, not fully removing them just yet. 

“You really wanna know?” You giggle wickedly, taking his hand and bringing it to your pulsing core. Softly, his fingers trace the outline of your pussy lips – caressing your skin before the pads of his forefinger and middle finger dip inside your soaked cunt. 

He grins widely at the sensation, at your warmth, and your juices pooling around his fingers, hugging him so tightly.

Suddenly he can’t remember why he was feeling so down, when you were already so fucking wet after making out. He figures not anyone can have this effect on you. 

He remembers that the first time you had sex, you’d confided that you had a hard time getting aroused after being single for so long, and being so accustomed to the mechanical intensity of vibrators. But with him? You’ve always been so pliant and ready. A sopping puddle right here on his lap, in a matter of minutes.

And it’s all for him. 

“Do you feel how much I want you? How much I adore you, and need you?” You whine as you start to undulate your hips to the rhythm of the pumping of his fingers - as you look at him, so completely debauched, with your racing heart overflowing with love. 

“Oh darling…” he quietly moans, while hooking his fingers just right, so deeply inside of your throbbing cunt, making sparks fly in your vision.

With his other hand, he pulls down his own pants to reveal his erection – cockhead glistening with precum, a sight that makes you salivate. 

He starts stroking himself while gazing at you passionately, before whispering in your ear. “I’m about to make you feel just how perfect you are for me, my love. I’m about to make you feel how thankful I am for everything that you do for me.” 

The next morning, when the VHS tapes are due at the video store, you both step outside of his car looking absolutely ridiculous, limping your way to the returns section. 

One thing about Aemond is that he’s a man of his word.

And did he make good on his promise of making you feel every hard inch of gratitude he deposited right into you. 

You laugh to yourself, looking at the Serpico poster on the tape while still feeling the burn on your thighs as you walk, which makes you think...Al Pacino could never.

[mimastuff]

Headconnons of Rise Tmnt with a secret spider-sona s/o!

Summary - the rise boys s/o had been acting strange ever since the new hero has come to save nyc during the day. One time the gang needed backup and luckily Donnie had sent out a radio frequency that had you getting on your suit and running to help them. But what if your turtle seems to notice the similarities between the two of you? This made your turtle question you more and well it might have just revealed your secret identity…

TW: fluff , mentions of monsters, food, creepy alley ways, fear, mentions of physical touch and opening up.

Pairings: (separate) rise!boys x gn!reader

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“Guys he’s gaining on us ! We need to find shelter for a second to at least discuss what we do next.” Raphael’s voice boomed as the four boys ran away from what looked as though to be a mutated sewage monster. Donnie’s voice perked up at that ,” all ready on it raph !”

“Here behind this alley. We can stay here until we are ready to fight again” raph pulled them all into a deep alley way that would have any normal person running with the creeps. “What do you mean ‘till we are ready to fight again’? Are the people of New York gonna be okay!” Leo’s eye roll at mikeys worries could be felt for miles. They peered around to see people running and screaming. “Eh they will be fine for a while , at least it will keep him busy”

You could hear raph speak down the alley that your spidey senses had sent you towards. Oh me gosh. You were bound to get caught! Your boyfriend could sense you from a mile away ,in costume or not. This is not going to be good.

“Hey guys what was that noise?” Mikey questioned. They all faced the sudden roll of a garbage can lid and the silhouette of the hero that could be seen throughout Fox News. You in the flesh, stood before themselves. “What are you doing her-“ Donnie barged into Leo’s rant and cut him off.

“Ahh I see you got my radio frequency ! We need a slight favour after all we have done for this city before you came. There is a mutant sewage monster out there terrorising people.” You look at them all with confusion as through what you hear them talk about this seems a quite normal mission “And what is the catch?” You tilted your head and looked around at the boys again. You landed on your boyfriend whom was staring at you with questioning eyes. Maybe this was a bad idea after all…

Raph

- after that incident it was all he could think about

- The way you sounded so familiar and you felt so safe with them.

- Especially with him.

- He needed answers and fast so he did what any normal person would do.

- He went to you.

- As he climbed up the stair case leading to your apartment on the side of the wall a sent rang through his nose.

- Pizza.

- He looked up in your window to see you dancing to your favourite song while placing some slices of his favourite food on a paper plate.

- He was going to walk in he swears !

- But something in him made him stay put

- As you pulled a confused face , you turned around and opened your pantry with your webs.

- You grabbed some ketchup and closed it with your hip.

- He was shocked.

- The clogs turned in his brain. His partner was his only competition.

- He was filled with pride as he had seen what you have fought before on TV.

- His heart couldn’t help but sting with rage and a hint of worry as what you had already gone through was larger than any other.

- He felt betrayed as him of all people would understand what you had gone through.

- He opened your window and walked in.

- You noticed he was in the room and turned around with a smile.

- Eventually after many slices of pizza he brought it up.

- You finally confessed to him that you were in fact spider-man!

- You guys talked for hours about the new boundaries that needed to be set in place

- He would stop the worrying if you opened up more to him

- If that happened, you both swore you would reward each other with lots of love !

- That was a deal no one could refuse :)

Mikey

- When he eventually saw you in the alley way his first thought was ‘there the same height as my partner! Cool :p’

- Bless his heart , really.

- He became more and more restless by the day of whom was behind the mask.

- Sure he had thought you were extremely cool and helped out a lot since you guys kinda shared the villans.

- But even he got jealous at the attention you would get , whether that be positive or not.

- You could feel that something was bothering mikey.

- As we all know mikey is happy to open up and especially to you

- And he is a known bad liar.

- So the truth would have been revealed either way.

- You sat him down at the lair and had a talk about why he has been so strange to say the least.

- Mikey opened up about how he couldn’t shake the feeling of maybe knowing who spider-man actually is.

- You felt in your heart it was the right time to tell him the truth.

- You revealed your secret to him by webbing his notebook and passing it to him.

- His brain caught on and he couldn’t be happier for you !

- He now has more drawing inspiration and can help you more with costume design

- Thats what i call a win , win scenario ;)

- He does feel like he wants you to come to him more about your adventures

- After all he would totally understand!

- I feel like he would also patch you up from a mission

- He would love to do the spider-man kiss with you as well

- He’s very romantic, let him be :)

Leo

- I feel as though he would get very suspicious about who your true identity is

- He would 100% ask loads of questions about you and your skills during the mission

- I feel like he would be such a huge fan of you

- Like some of his moves where inspired by yours

- He would try to impress you and would fail miserably…

- Anyways , after he would ask to hang out again !

- You thought it was cute that he didn’t realise his own partner was behind the mask

- But who were you to complain 🤷‍♀️

- After the whole mission he wouldn’t shut up about it to you

- He was apparently now best friends with spider-man

- You felt a little betrayed as it felt like he loved your hero side more than someone he has known longer

- The real you.

- When it all started to stop , he caught you grabbing something with your webs

- The smirk on your turtle boyfriend was permanently tattooed into your brain

- To your surprise he was in awe of you even more

- spider-man was his s/o

- Sick !

- The only problem is that you have to keep reminding him it’s a secret

- Multiple times he almost slipped up the secret to his brothers

- Obviously trying to brag about his super hero s/o

- You shushed him out of the room which was left with 3 very confused turtles

- Which left one love-sick turtle to yourself :)

- I can see him being your biggest supporter 100%

- He just loves you very much ❤️

Donnie

- he would be so proud of himself that his radio frequency actually worked

- He is secretly in awe of you and loves your work

- He thought it was weird that Sheldon was so calm with you there

- He didn’t really over think it that much as you probably have a more safe aura as you are a Hero after all

- Later , when he came back to the lair he Told you of his latest inventions and you both fell asleep together.

- When don awoke , he couldn’t help shake off the feeling that he knew who spider-man actually was

- So he was up earlier that usuall installing a detection program into his goggles

- This was his most genius yet!

- The plan was simple.

- Meet up with spider-man again , scan them and find out who they really are!

- But he wasn’t sure it would work and he needed a test subject.

- You woke up to your name being called and a scan done by Donnie’s goggles.

- You were afraid of him finding out your secret identity.

- So , you just left him to it.

- When walking back to your apartment, you felt a vibration in your pocket.

- It’s safe to say the phone call had you walking back to the lair as he had in fact revealed your little secret.

- The long talk of why you didn’t tell him and to eventually open up more was very successful.

- After , he even designed some tech for your suit and helped you defeat villans of your own !

- He was over the moon and felt so much love for his own friendly neighbourhood spider-man.

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And that’s it ! I really hope you guys enjoyed this special treat :) my requests are open if you want me to make any of them ! <333

[xetswan]

The Switch of Daylight- Fate

(Alice? X Reader X Jasper?)

[three] [four] [five]

The next day I wait. I wait until time passes to get to 8:30.

I actually go to school because of how long I had to wait. Bella decided to skip today.

Same with Charlie, he didn’t go into work to take care of Bella.

Angela comes up to me with a worry full expression. I smiled up at her as I was sitting at one of the lunch tables.

Obviously not eating but I’m chilling.

“I heard about what happened yesterday, are you and Bella okay?” She questions me. I shrug, taking a “breath” in.

“I’m okay, I just wasn’t feeling good yesterday. Bella on the other hand is going through something personal.” I answer her, not wanting to give out my sister’s personal information.

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear.” She sits down, taking out her lunch that she packed from home.

Then Mike and Jessica sit down with us as well. “Hey, where’s Swan sister number one?” Mike asks and Jessica slaps him.

“Dude, that might be a sensitive topic.” She widens her eyes.

“It’s okay.” I laugh.

“She’s at home resting.” I tell them.

“What about the Cullen’s?” He moves on quick from topic to topic.

“They moved, a family emergency.” I purse out my lips.

“Does that mean you broke up with them?” Jessica asks me, I glance over at her and she goes to apologize. “Um I guess so.” I shrug.

“I’m so sorry.” Angela rubs my back, I arch my back away from her touch out of reflex and she takes her hand back.

“What about Bella and Edward?” Mike hesitantly comments,

“That’s none of our business.” I hum, crossing my arms on the table. “True, true.” He plays it off.

The rest of the day I got asked if everyone in my house was okay, getting questioned left to right.

It made me remember why Bella hated small towns so much. How words spread so much.

No secrecy.

Well there’s a bit of secrecy.

Once that final bell rang I rushed to my bike, I forgot my helmet and I just wanted to get home before a cop questioned me and I get in trouble for not having one.

But of course nothing goes my way anymore and I get stopped by Angela and Jessica.

“Hold up, [Name]!” Jessica waves me down and I put my kickstand back down, turning my bike off.

“Yes, ma’am?” I try my best not to roll my eyes.

“Can you let Bella know we’re sorry for whatever happened and if she want’s to talk to us let her know.” Jessica grins, I stare her down for a moment before going to respond but Angela beats me.

“You too, please if you ever need us, don’t be scared to reach out.” She tells me and I nod.

“I’ll carry on the message.” I kick up the stand and before they can say anything else I turn the bike on and rush out of the parking lot.

Speeding home.

Getting home, I rush to kick up the stand and get inside.

And if you’re wondering why I’m rushing I don’t even have an answer.

I think I’m just antsy to speak with Sam after so long. I throw my keys on the kitchen table and go to my room but my dad stops me.

“Hey, hey, what’s the rush?” He stops me, I turn around with a smile and shrug my shoulders.

“I don’t know. Just want to write an email to mom.” I tell him, which isn’t a lie. I’ve been meaning to talk to her for a while.

“Well, how was school?” He pauses the tv and I straighten up.

“Oh you know, everyone asking why cops were on the look out for us yesterday.” I snicker, he sighs.

“Yeah I figured that was going to happen but I’m sure you calmed it down for when Bella goes whenever she feels up to it.” He was indirectly thanking me, I knew it but this feels enough for now.

“How has she been by the way?” I lean on one leg, hugging myself.

“She hasn’t come down. I tried giving her food but she won’t take that either.” He huffs aggressively.

“She’ll be okay, Dad. Her first serious boyfriend dumped her in the woods. I’ll keep a watch on her too.” I try to reassure him, going over and kissing the top of his head. He pats my arm as I do so.

“Gosh you’re freezing, go try to warm up.” He laughs, shivering himself. I smile, silently agreeing with him as I go into my room, shutting the door behind me.

As I put my stuff away I notice the letter that still laid on the ground, never moving from the place it originally fell.

I rolled my eyes, still not touching it.

I go to my laptop and I bring it onto my bed. I open it up to email Renee.

“Hey, mom, I’m sure you hear about what happened with Bella and I. I just wanted to let you know that I’m okay. I’m not exactly hurt by the Cullin’s leaving. Or well I’m trying to convince myself that. Right now I just want to be there for dad and Bella. ALSO!!! I’m meeting up with Sam ULEY tonight! Not for any weird reason. Just to catch up. I’m super excited and I hope we’re able to be friends. That’s all I really got to say. I hope all is well with you. I’m sorry for probably freaking you out with yesterday. I’m going to keep a watch on Bella and make sure she’s okay:). Love, your amazing youngest daughter<3”

I reread my email over and over again before pressing the send message.

Even after I sent it I reread it.

Smiling to myself about how at 8:30 I’m going to see my childhood crush. I shake my head from the thought knowing that I shouldn’t be thinking like that. I’m 17 and he’s 19.

My birthday is in ten months, right after Bella’s. It probably doesn’t matter to him though. Not even that, I’m locked into this vampire relationship even if it’s on a short little break up right now.

I’m sure they’re not going to like it if I go for a werewolf.

Glancing at the mirror in front of me I get up. I mean we haven’t talked in awhile, except for last night I might as well dress nicer.

He came to my volleyball games last year. Something I’m extremely grateful for, not many people came to those. He wasn’t there all the time but at least he showed up a little bit.

I changed into a black long sleeve and jeans that Alice had gotten for me.

I remember when she got them. Saying I needed some that didn’t have a bunch of holes in them.

I bite my lip at the memory before moving on and going to do my hair in a nicer way.

My laptop pinged, and I automatically knew it was my mom responding.

I quickly finished with what I was doing with my hair and swiped on the little mousepad to turn it back on. Reading my mom’s message.

It read:

“Hey, peach, I did hear:( Bella has been writing me as well. I’m glad you’re okay but if you ever need to vent or just get away you know I’m always a call away to make things happen!! And ohhhhh, I remember when you were obsessed with that young man. I know you just broke up with Jasper and Alice but get your mind off things and remember to have fun, my peachy girl. Keep me posted and also updated on everything! <3, Love you crazy amazing mother!!”

I grin and read it a few more times but instead of writing back I shut the laptop.

I’ll get to it later, after the little talk I have with Sam.

Thinking about it I should go check on Bella before I leave.

I make sure I look nice after added a few jewelry’s in. Then leaving my room to go up to Bella’s.

My dad was already asleep on the couch so I was sure to be quiet and careful to not wake him up.

I get to my sister’s room and knock before entering the room. She was on her laptop and I smiled softly.

“Hey,” I come up to her bed, she doesn’t glance up at me.

“Hi.” She mumbles quietly.

“I’m going out for the night, I’ll come back with some food?” I offer.

“I’ll probably be sleeping.” She tells me.

“If you don’t eat with dad I’ll have Jessica and Mike come over here tomorrow.” I warn her, leaving the room, closing the door gently.

Going down stairs I let out a heavy huff. I still had a few hours but I want to go for a drive, maybe meet up with Angela or something.

I ended up going to Alice, Jasper and I’s meet up spot that we did in the woods when we went hunting.

I sat against a fallen tree and thought about everything that has happened.

Even thought I’m using a lot of anger to cover up the fact that I’m really hurt it doesn’t change that fact that I now feel alone.

Especially with Bella being depressed as she is. I know she can’t control it but I don’t know how I’m going to watch out for her when I could go spiraling if this feeling gets heavier.

My emotions enhanced as a vampire as well. Everything I feel ten times enhanced as it was when I was a human.

God just saying that I’m a vampire is fucking weird.

Like I should be going to a mental hospital or something.

I guess that I should get going, seeing as the sun is going down.

I leave the trail and I get to my bike. I take one last look at the trail.

Wishing that I could’ve seen my two ex lovers there saying goodbye to me.

Knowing that I’m not going to get it I started my bike and sped off.

Entering the reservation I felt a different kind of environment.

I feel like I shouldn’t be here.

No matter how many times I was told I was welcomed to come.

Billy even saying I could even thought I guess my species is against theirs and their myths.

That really aren’t myths like I thought.

Going to the regular area that I’ve gone to growing up I wait for Sam to show up.

Leaning on the side of my bike. I checked the time on my watch, it says 8:34.

“[Name]! Sorry, I had to do something for Billy.” Sam calls, jogging up to me. I turn to see him, he actually has a shirt on this time.

“Hey, you’re good, don’t worry.” I wave it off, getting up from my bike and placing my helmet down.

“I wouldn’t have thought that you needed that anymore.” He points down to it.

“Well my dad doesn’t know so I kinda still have to pretend I’m human.” I pretend to take a deep breath in. He makes a face but lets out a laugh still.

“Right.” He glances around.

“Want to go someplace else?” He asks, I then notice some people staring as they walk past and I tense up.

“That sounds good.” I follow him once he starts walking. We go into the woods and as I want to question him the trees open up to the beach.

The sound of the waves hitting the sand becoming louder.

“I wanted to be able to talk without anyone hearing. Not everyone on the rez knows about this stuff.” He informs me and I let out a small “oh” in response.

I then look over his shoulder to see a fire already burning along with logs on the sand for little benches.

“This is what you had to do for Billy?” I tease him, he scoffs out a chuckle.

“You caught me.” We both sit down and I look around us, observing everything.

“I hate to start this so soon, but what turned you?” I already open my mouth, maybe I shouldn’t have has his face shows a little grimace to the question.

“Sorry, I just don’t understand anything anymore.” I run a hand through my hair, before crossing my arms in front of me, desperate for warmth that I don’t receive anymore.

Even with the fire my skin stays cold.

“It’s okay, it’s actually in my blood. We’re guessing with the Cullin’s here it turned us. Since there’s been years without vampires around there hasn’t been any wolves transforming either.” He explains.

I don’t say anything, staying quiet to listen to him.

“We were hoping they’d leave soon, but since you’re still here more are transforming.” He tells me truthfully, he doesn’t look me in the eyes when he speaks.

“Billy is hoping Jacob isn’t next, not wanting him to be apart of a mess he doesn’t need to deal with.” He adds.

I think back to little Jake, he should never have to deal with anything we do.

“I’m sorry.” I whisper, even over the sound of the waves and the fire crackling he heard me.

“You didn’t choose this.” He states.

“I didn’t but I should’ve left.” I stare at the fire. It was big, not even faltering.

“Charlie wouldn’t have been okay if you left.” Sam disagrees with me, “doesn’t matter, I’m still a danger.” I hum softly.

“You’re still [Name].” He stands up and I raise a brow.

“I don’t feel like her anymore.” I stay sitting, watching him come over to me and join me on the same log.

“I’m sure it takes time getting used to everything you have to.” He touches me arm, this time he doesn’t jolt to the cold feeling.

He’s warm, extremely warm. I enjoy it.

“How long did it take you, being a wolf and all?”

“I never did. I don’t know when I will I just know that it’s something apart of me that I can’t get rid of until I want to grow old.”

“Until you want to grow old?” I tilt my head, confused.

“Basically I can choose to not transform. I can just not do it and then it gets my body back on track to being a normal human. But if I choose to do that, I can’t transform ever again and I grow old and die.” He tells me, and I feel a pang of jealousy rise inside me. I wish I could just choose to be human again.

“Ah, if I want to die I have to have another vampire do it. Or just have someone or something decapitate me.” I joke, more to myself since it’s so morbid. “Oh, wow.” He comments.

“I know, so awesome.” I sarcastically say.

“Can I ask how’d you turn? Did the Cullin’s do it to you?” He changes the subject.

“Not exactly. It was this vampire James. I guess I’ve lived six other lives. I don’t know why. But if I turned into a vampire and I die, I’ll never live another life. James did it to me so I don’t come back. He wanted to turn me and then kill me and then I’m gone forever.” I let out a shaky breath. Thinking about how complicated it is it refreshes memories that I don’t want.

“Wait, multiple lives? Like reincarnation?” His hand finally leaves my arm and the coldness is back.

“Um, yeah.” I nod my head, confused on why it shocks him.

“Remember when Billy used to tell stories around the fire as kids?” He scoots away from me and turns me to look at him.

“Yeah, of course.” I furrow my eyebrows not understanding what he’s getting at.

“Billy used to talk about reincarnations. About how there’s only a few people that exist in the world that incarnate to be the same person with the same name and same looks. It’s a supernatural thing just like wolves and vampires.” He tries to remind me of the tale but for some reason it’s not clicking.

“It’s a type of goddess or god thing. I’m not saying you’re a goddess but it stems from it. Your soul won’t leave this earth until you become immortal.” He’s even thinking back to all the stories and still it’s not clicking in my head.

Even though I wish I could remember, Billy always had stories to tell from when we were kids and this one I don’t think was told very much.

“So basically I’ve done what my soul wanted? Do I not have a soul anymore?” I’m still confused.

“You do, but this version of you is what your soul has fought for. This was your fate.”

I shake my head.

“I don’t want this to be my fate.” I tell him.

“Fate is already written in the stars, I don’t think you ever had a choice.” He frowns.

This might be a long series only because of this movie right hereeee. New moon is gonna show a lotttttt.

[akaashislover1]

Is it just me or does anyone else think Yuji Itadori would spoil the hell out of you on Valentine’s Day?? This takes place when reader and Yuji are of age and you guys both work full time jobs. Whoop.

He would start off by preparing you breakfast in bed. A plate full of waffles topped with scrambled eggs and bacon with a pool of syrup on the side for you to dip what you wanted. There was a cup of coffee and a cup of apple juice for you too choose from. (He would take what you didn’t choose)

You would talk all morning about everything and anything. From updates about your favourite shows to how the both of you are feeling in general(you loved being vulnerable with him and him with you).

Yuji would be cracking jokes about everything. He made it his mission to remind you about the time Kugisaki spilt coffee on Gojo’s shirt and how He, Kugisaki, and Megumi tried to get the stain out but failed.

You loved the way he smiled at you. You would tease him every time you caught him staring for too long. Saying the classic: “take a picture, it’ll last longer!”

He would turn red and give you a light smack.

“What? It’s not my fault you’re the most gorgeous person on earth!” He would say chuckling.

Once you finish breakfast and got dressed for the day(obviously you’d wear the matching red and white outfit Yuji had bought for you for this special day), Yuji led you into the living room for you to find heart shaped balloons which varied in color. Pink, red and white.

There were also multiple boxes of your favourite chocolates sitting on the coffee table, waiting to be eaten by the both of you.

He also had the tv turned on, the screen displayed the menu of your favourite movie waiting to be played.

“We can rewatch this full series and then once that’s done I have more surprises!” He said happily.

“Yuji, you didn’t have to do all of this. I would’ve been fine just spending the day with you.” You felt bad. The only thing you were able to get him was a card from the dollar store and a gift card for his favourite fast food place tucked inside. You didn’t have a lot of time this year and you’ve been stressed out.

“No it’s fine. We spend everyday with each other anyway. Today is special! Plus I wanna do this.”

After your guys movie binge, Yuji had told you to get ready. He wouldn’t tell you where you were going but that you had to dress nice. So you did.

Yuji fought so hard with himself to not rip the spaghetti strapped black dress that ended just above your knees and had a completely opened back(which he didn’t like the thought of you wearing it out, he didn’t argue).

You checked yourself out in the mirror, flattening down every rumpled bumps out of your dress. Your fingers raked themselves through your neatly straightened hair.

“You look perfect,” Yuji’s voice startled you. You found his eyes in the mirror. He was wearing a subtle pink dress shirt with a black tie and black dress pants.

“Although, I do have something that will go perfect with your dress.” He finished as he walked towards you. It was then when you realized he was carrying a little paper shopping bag.

Your heart skipped a beat when he pulled out a long black velvet box. Yuji opened it.

You eyed, through the mirror, the beautiful diamond necklace that sat perfectly in the box accompanied by a set of diamond stud earrings.

You felt your eyes water as you turned around. Yuji had the biggest smile on his face. His light brown orbs began to water a little and you noticed that he was having trouble speaking.

“Yuji, you didn’t have to get this I-“

“No, don’t even start. I had to. I know this isn’t a ring, but these are placeholders for the real deal.”

“Real deal? What are you talking about?”

“Gosh, I thought I was the dense one. I wanna marry you y/n. I’d marry you right here on the spot. But I just think with everything going on, I think it’s best we wait a bit, you know?”

You chuckled lightly as Yuji started to put the necklace on.

“You ran out of money didn’t you?”

“Oh yeah, big time. I honestly thought you were gonna get full on chocolates so we wouldn’t have to go to dinner but seeing you in this dress is worth it.” Yuji snorted as you felt his fingers clasp the necklace around your neck. Once you had the earrings on, you gave Yuji the tightest hug. His arms flew around your waist and he rested his head on top of yours, smelling your shampoo.

“Happy Valentine’s Day. I love you.” He whispered into your hair.

“I love you too, thank you for today.”

You smiled into his chest, your heartbeats syncing together.

“Now let’s go, I’ll pay for dinner.”

“Can’t argue with that! I was waiting for you to say that!” Yuji chanted as he kissed the top of you head. You rolled your eyes playfully as he made his way to the door, you following shortly after.

“You’re lucky I love you too much!”

Sorry this is late, i had to work all day today and the day before i just got back from a trip to even start. Hope you enjoyed!💕

[elisysd]

1. What's wrong with being confident?

Masterlist - Prologue - Next

Confident - Demi Lovato

“Oh my gosh, are you okay?” you heard the masculine voice say.

You were slowly trying to process the situation. In a desperate attempt to avoid the collision, you had jumped on the side. You’ve been fast enough to avoid a complete encounter with full force with the scooter but not quick enough to avoid it entirely. You were holding your left side, a bit breathless. You were sure it was not broken, however you would be bruised in the morning. You felt a pair of hands on your shoulders and a scent of sandalwood hitting your nostrils. Looking up, you met two worried green eyes.

“I’ll survive.” you mumbled, getting away from him.

That’s when you noticed who the stranger was. Charles Leclerc, Scuderia Ferrari monegasque driver, in all his glory. You were not unaware of who he was, part of your job including a thorough research of each sportsman you would come across. You would be able to recite by heart his biography to a point some might say would be concerning. Not that you particularly would call yourself a fan. You liked to know exactly who you had in front of you. You preferred to be over prepared than the opposite.

“Do you need me to come with you to the medical center? I’m so sorry, I was in a rush and…”

“No shit, Sherlock.” you replied, your cold tone throwing him off his feet. “Sorry. I’m a bit stressed out.” you added, a little bit more softly.

“It’s fine. By the way, I’m Charles.” he finally introduced himself, extending his hand for you to shake but you were already leaving.

“I know who you are, Il Predestinato.” you replied, turning your head in his direction.

If you knew who he was, Charles didn’t know a single thing about you and he stayed still, staring at your silhouette until Silvia furiously walked in his direction, telling him he was about to be late for the interviews. He promptly apologized, images of your encounter running up in his mind and headed to the media pen, his PR officer right next to him, as if making sure he would not run away.

“And remember, you can’t wait to be in the car, you’re happy with it and you’ll do everything you can to bring as many wins and podiums as possible.” she whispered to him as they were approaching the first journalist.

“I hate lying.”

“You’re not lying. You’re not saying the entire truth. The team first, Charles.”

He put on his best PR trained face and politely replied to the questions, moving from one journalist to the other, feeling like he was dissociating by the minute.

“French TV is last. She is new, I don’t know what to expect from her questions, just be concise.” Silvia instructed him as he nodded. And that’s when he recognised you. You clearly were the last person he expected to meet but, here you were, your hair carefully attached in a ponytail, your microphone ready to welcome his answers.

“Hi Charles, you could have won the title last year if it hadn’t been for both your own driving mistakes and team’s mishaps. How do you approach this new season?”

The mention of his previous season made him clench his jaw.

“Well, everyone put a lot of work into the car this year. We hope we will be able to fight with Red Bull even if they seem exceptionally strong this year.”

“Frederic Vasseur has been appointed as your new team principal, you both share a lot of history in F1. Do you think it will change something in the team dynamic, especially between you and Carlos?”

“What I appreciate about Fred is how honest he is, some things have already been improved. It is still too early to know what changes will be made, but both Carlos and I fully trust his vision.”

“What are your personal goals this season, do you expect to fight for the title?”

“I hope to fight for wins. Like usual.” he said, staring at her as she did the same. It was clearly not the answer she wanted if he could interpret the way she was biting her bottom lip. He thanked her, making his way towards the exit, still Silvia right behind him.

“I don’t like her questions, she is trying to get a reaction out of you. I’m going to do some research on her, to know who she is exactly so we can prepare you better.”

“Are we done for the day?”

“We are. For now. We have dinner with some members of Estrella’s board tonight at seven, so don’t be late.” she reminded him before leaving.

Charles sighed and wandered around the paddock, trying to find a little peace and quiet. The season would be long with a car he wasn’t feeling comfortable in. But it was like that, he couldn’t change it, he could only suck it up and hope for the best. He was not a quitter, he would give his all. And he didn’t lie, he was trusting Fred with all he had.

“Charles Leclerc, my good friend. How are you doing?” George Russell called him out as he was leaving the Mercedes hospitality.

“I’m coming out from the most painful interview of the day.” he replied as the Brit started to laugh.

“Oh, who gave you a hard time?”

“The girl for French TV.”

“Y/N.” George stated as Charles looked at him weirdly.

“How do you know her name?”

“I asked. She was very nice to me. I had a lovely time chatting with her, really.”

“Well, in that case she must have her favorites and clearly, I’m not one of them.” Charles mumbled as the Mercedes driver started to pat his back.

“Poor Charles, for once there is a girl that is not fanning over you….”

“I’m just asking for her to be impartial. That’s all.”

But in front of George’s laughing face, he ended up trying to defend his case. It was hopeless. He said his goodbye, wishing him good luck for the Free Practice on the next day.

You were coming out of your first journalist meeting of the season, deciding on what the weekend would look like for everyone. Fortunately, you had been paired up with Marion for Friday as you would be walking around the pitlane and the paddock, interviewing top engineers and trying to get a glimpse of what a F1 paddock was looking like on a Friday. On Saturday, you would be shooting a report in Alpine’s garage and hospitality which would be aired on TV during the week. And on Sunday, you would be in the media pen, interviewing the drivers after the race. A lot of things to prepare, but you were excited about it. You were also grateful that your team was so welcoming and helpful. It already felt like a family and you couldn’t wait to spend more time with them.

On your way out to the paddock and as you were about to badge your way out, you noticed someone running to do the same and you sighed in annoyance when Charles appeared next to you. Life was testing your patience out today.

“Excuse me, I’m in a rush. I’m late for a sponsor meeting.” he said, passing in front of her.

“Being in a rush doesn’t prevent you from not acting like a dick. I was about to badge my way out.”

“You should have been faster.” he shrugged and heard you mumble an ‘asshole’. “What is your problem with me?” he asked, fed up by her behavior.

“I don’t have any problems.”

“What about asking me dirty questions?”

“Oh, that is what it’s all about. Well, sorry to bruise your ego but not everyone thinks you’re a generational talent. And my questions were legitimate. I'm not one to sugarcoat things.”

“Apparently you’re not like that with every driver.”

“What are you implying?” you arched an eyebrow.

“George Russell only had nice things to say about your questions, Pierre Gasly as well. I bet I was the only one who got your petty questions.”

“That’s not true. And I don’t have to justify myself to you. If you only want nice questions, try to win on Sunday.” you hissed, walking to the taxi waiting for you faster.

Who was he to imply that you were not doing your job well? He didn’t know you and was judging you. If you weren’t holding Charles Leclerc close to your heart before, it was even worse now. And if he wanted you to play dirty, well, he wasn’t ready for what was coming for him.

Charles hated sponsors’ events. He knew that it was part of his job but if he could avoid it, he wasn’t thinking twice. He hated faking smiles and niceties. He hated the all too tight suit that he was wearing and Silvia’s look on him, making sure he wasn’t about to run away. He glanced at his drink, sparkling water with a slice of lemon in it, and sighed. Just a few more hours and he could go back to his bed. He thought his nightmare was over until he saw Silvia coming to him with a girl by her side. Pretty, he had to admit. Her long wavy brown hair and her green eyes, were giving her an almost royal posture. And Charles knew exactly what was going to be discussed.

“Charles, just the man that I wanted to see.” Silvia smiled at him. A smile that Charles knew well as it was the usual one she was wearing when she expected something from him. “I wanted to introduce you to Emery, she is the daughter of one of our biggest sponsors.”

The driver smiled at the woman and nodded, not patient enough to give her small talk. 

“I thought you two could have a talk, maybe being seen out together this weekend in the garage. See if you guys can hit it off. Who knows where it could lead.”

He had enough.

“I’m telling you exactly where it will lead, Silvia. Nowhere. Absolutely fucking nowhere. My personal life is exactly that, private.”

“Charles, you know that it’s better for you to be seen with someone. Think about the sponsors.”

“Screw them. I don’t care about the sponsors, I care about a fast car that Ferrari was not able to give me so please, with all due respect, let me be.” he turned to Emery. “ You seem nice, this has nothing to do with you, have a nice evening.”

He was about to leave when he heard Silvia calling out for him.

“Charles! Stay here! You still have people to see!”

“Ask Carlos!”

And without a second glance, he passed through the doors of the hotel.

Saturday was about to be a busy day for you. You would spend your day in Alpine’s garage and hospitality to shoot the first part of a documentary that would follow Alpine throughout the year. You had been able to discuss with Esteban and Pierre after qualifying as you were shooting a few more close ups on the equipment. When it was finally over, you packed up your things and were about to make your way out when you met Pierre and Esteban coming out from the debriefing.

“Rough meeting?” you asked, noticing the gloomy mood coming out of both of them.

“Kind of, yes. We can’t say much.” Pierre shrugged, an apologetic look on his face.

“That’s fine, I understand. Now that the cameras are off, I can say I’m rooting for you.”

It made them laugh and they kept on chatting a little, a coffee in their hands.

“You know you are nicer when you don’t have your mic with you.” Esteban smiled.

“I mean, I’m not the same person when I do my job than when the cameras are off. I guess you can relate. To a certain extent.”

“Believe us, we do. But it’s nice to have someone around that we can talk to and who understands that. Maybe we could be friends.”

“I don’t know if that’s something we could actually be. Even if we are shooting a documentary, we probably see each other quite a lot.” you admitted.

“That’s fine, we understand. But if you ever down for a coffee or come to a party, let us know.” Esteban said.

Charles was on his way out, content with his qualifying when he saw Pierre running to him. They talked a bit about the session before moving to more personal topics. Charles told him all about Silvia trying to set him up with someone, making Pierre laugh.

“Speaking of girls, you know that the French TV is shooting a documentary about Alpine this season.”

“Good luck with her, I hope you’re ready to handle her petty questions.” Charles said bitterly, throwing off his best friend.

“Come on, she is nice. Dedicated to her job, yes. Perfectionist, for sure. But when the microphone is off, she is very nice. It reminds me about someone.”

“Be careful, though. She is a journalist, she is sneaky by definition. Mind your words around her.”

“Who pissed in your cereal this morning? I’ve never seen you reacting this way around anyone.”

“I don't like her. That’s all.”

And Charles was about to like you even less when he was forced to go to the media pen, on Sunday, after his DNF and he saw you, waiting for him, a smirk on your face. Unconsciously, he rolled his eyes as he was reluctantly coming forward. You looked happy when all he wanted was to forget about his day. And he thought he was about to burst when he heard your first question.

“So Charles, a reliability issue cost you the race. You would have ended up third if it hadn’t been for this issue. Does it scare you sometimes, Charles Leclerc, to be remembered as an unreliable driver?”

It pissed him off, the question pushing all his buttons and revealing everything about his insecurities. He saw Silvia glaring at him, silently asking him to not overreact.

“I think it’s just up to me to prove you wrong and to give my all, races after races. Of course it’s not the first race of the season that I was hoping for but I’ll bounce back.”

She politely thanked him as Silvia was pressing him out of the media pen. He gulped and looked at you one last time to see you staring at him, your face unreadable, and he swore to himself that if you wanted to torture him with you questions, then he would find his own way to give you a taste of your own medicine.

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When you are drunk

-Eren, Armin, Levi, Porco, Reiner, Zeke, Erwin

(Slightly mature contents warning)

Eren

He would definitely carry you out from the bar and drives you back home.

When you guys arrives home you invite him in and he would not reject it. He will sit down as you shower and clean yourself from the smell of alcohol. He will try to act normal when you came out in your bath robe asking him if he wants some tea.

You could notice he is blushing so you apologize and went to put your clothes on but he grabbed your hands and laid you down in the sofa his strong hands on your waist. “You looks so hot princess” he said.

Armin

He would tell you to stop drinking cuz you are at your limit. But when you can’t stop, he would suddenly held your hands and stood up. “We are going back home, goodnight guys!” He said to other friends. “Armin! I am not done drinking!” You yelled him but he covered your mouths so you couldn’t speak and smiled at his friends to excuse.

He dragged you to his car and helped you with the seat belt. “You are so mean Armin” you told him but eyes closed, relaxing yourself on his Mercedes. He let out a soft smirk. “You wanna know how mean I can be, huh?” He whispered to your ears coming closer to you.

Levi

You came back home drunk and tried to cover up. “You are drunk right?” He asked. You awkwardly laughed. “Haha no way I would be drunk I just drank a little” you lied. He nodded looking you up and down. “Lies r not good u know” he said.

“Come on Levi I drank a little..much okay?” You tried to walk into the bedroom. He blocked you with arms and said “you need to clean yourself first before going to bed” You just ignored him cuz you r too sleepy. “Y/n you really like to test me” he pushed you on the kitchen table. “Levi what are you doing I don’t want this—” He kissed you aggressively. “Like I said lies are not good y/n”

Porco

He would be like “Go home yourself. I told you not to get drunk it’s your fault anyway”. But then he is so worried about you so he pretends like he has no choice. “Gosh..how would you go home being like this. Well then remember that you owe me one ok?” he told you annoyingly and drove you home.

“We got your home now get off the car I have tons of works to do” he said impatiently. You know he doesn’t mean all those and know exactly what he wants so you decided to tease him and grabbed his collar, pulling closer to you. “We are alone in this silent parking lot. Aren’t you afraid I will do smth to you?” You smirked. He looked at you in serious face.

You rolled your eyes in disappoint “You are no fun Porco” you said and opened the car door to get off but he locked the car. “What??” You looked back at him. He smiled not innocently. “I think I’m not the one who has to be afraid of in this situation ” he smirked and held your thigh.

Reiner

You had to go home with him cuz you can’t drive yourself home. He said “Make yourself home. Food are in the fridge and water is over there. Tell me if you need anything” he said and you nodded. Then he suddenly took off his clothes. You watched as you blushed.

He came closer to you and you didn’t know what to do. “Reiner this is my first time..” you were saying. He looked confused and said “Huh?” with his hand grabbing a tv remote behind you.

You were so embarrassed covering your face. “I didn’t say anything” you said shyly. He smiled and gently moved away your hand from your face and lifted your chin up. “Oh I didn’t know you want me to be your first. Don’t worry I will be gentle” he whispered.

Zeke

You were walking to your room back after drinking with your friends when you met him. “R u drunk y/n?” He asked. “No no I’m totally not drunk” you laughed. “Well you better not or you will be punished by superior if you can’t show up to tomorrow training” he said.

“I understand sir” you told him and excused yourself into the room but he held the door. “Are you sure you are fine?” He asked. “Look at you..your chin is so red. Do you want me to believe that you didn’t drink by looking like this?” He frowned. You looked away avoiding eyes contact. He pushed you against the wall and locked the door behind you then kissed you aggressively. “Tell me if you don’t want this” he muttered. You were silent for a while. “I do want this” you said.

Erwin

He would be listening when you were being talkative as you were drunk. He thinks your so cute when you drunk-talk. You suddenly became sleepy after all the talk and yawned.

He would carry you into your bed and said goodnight and kissed your forehead. You put your hands on his neck and pulled him back. “I want to sleep with you together” you told him. He smiled. “Anything you wish for, my queen”

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[footiehoemcfc]

We'll be Alright pt. 2

Okay so I was able to finish this part yesterday, I definitely think it will have four parts MAYBE 5 (only if I have time to make it longer) but i'm excited for you to read it! I was going to wait until I came back to post it but when I get back I have lots of stuff to do so bare with me for part 3 I promise it won't take much longer than a week. Thankyou for all the love on the first part :) Angst fic, tw none, 2.1k words PART 3 is on my masterlist!

The whole car drive back home was horrible. You started letting your thoughts get to you. Were you too dramatic? Was it too much to let all that out while he is struggling as well? Should you just suck it up and let the season end before talking about this? Maybe. However, the conversation escalated very quickly and before you know it you just let your heart out. When you got home, you thought of calling your best friend, but you didn’t. The last thing you wanted to do was recall everything that happened. You took everything out of your overnight bag, got showered, did your normal skin care routine and feel asleep with your headphones on listening to sad music. 

The night before you didn’t even bother to check your messages to see if Mason had asked if you got in okay. You were hoping he would text you today at least. You opened your messages and nothing, nothing from him at least. Sophia had texted you asking what your plans were for the weekend suggesting having a drink today at the new rooftop bar. You had nothing else to do at night and staying at home dwelling on what happened did not seem like a good plan. You agreed and put your phone down, ready to continue with more work stuff. You had to admit, it hurt that he hadn’t texted you. It sting you, normally if you guys would bicker or argue he would always text you something reassuring, but then again you said you were done. Did you mean it as a breakup? Not really, but how would he know.

Mason on the other hand did not get any sleep at all. He replayed your argument over and over again. He knew he fucked up, but he knew you were also right. All these big decisions, he hadn’t thought through them carefully yet. It kind of bugged him you knew him like the back of your hand. He knows you know how he feels just by simply looking at him. Since he was injured and it was game day, he decided to just stay home and watch the game there. He had meetings with other agents in the morning and his mom was coming over later in the day. Watching the game he thought about texting you, but he didn’t know if you needed space or if you were even together still. He didn’t text, opting for giving you space for the weekend. 

Mason heard the front door open and saw his mom come in. Still on the couch watching the game, he got up and greeted her “Hi mom” with a smile, a sad one. “Hi darling” Debbie said smiling and hugged him. He noticed she stared at him for a little bit and knew she could tell something was wrong. You and his mom had that in common, you could read him so easily. “Why didn’t you go to the bridge today?” “I had a meeting 30 minutes before kick off and would not make it in time, also thought it would be nice to stay in”. They both sat down on the couch and continued watching the game for a little bit until Debbie spoke again “I thought y/n would be here today, where is she, how is she?” she asked smiling. You and Debbie had a great relationship and Mason loved it. You would always have coffee dates and in big family gatherings you would always stick with her because it felt more safe. Mason stopped looking towards the tv to respond, “Yea she’s alright, she’s home busy doing work stuff” “My gosh that poor girl works all the time, last time I saw her she said it was taking a toll on her” “Yea I know”. Mason didn’t know what to say. After last night, the only thing he could think of when he thought of you was the fight. “Mhm” “What is it” “Mason Mount, I gave birth to you, do you think I don’t know you?” Shit. He knew she could sense something was off. I mean if he was going to get advice on his relationship, he never thought his mom would be the first option but here they were. “It’s nothing, we just had a bit of an argument last night” he placed the remote down on the table, got up to make some tea. He knew his mom would not just be satisfied with that, he knew she would be here all afternoon interrogating him so the tea was necessary. Mason and his mom talked about it, for a while. “Listen darling, I’m your mom and I won’t tell you what to do in your relationship. You two work together, and lately you haven’t and that is not a crime. You two are allowed to fight, to make mistakes, to get annoyed, however, in a relationship you owe it to each other to try and fix it and make it work. Give her space, trust me she is probably thinking about you too. And as with the contract, honey whatever you decide to do will be the best option, but make sure it’s what you want.” Mason felt a lot better talking to his mom. She really understood him and having spent time with you too, she knew you would appreciate exactly what she had said. 

It was 9 pm and you were just finishing getting ready to go out with Sophia. You had worked all day so had little to no time to think about Mason. You knew it would come up tonight. Sophia was one of your best friends and whenever both of you had issues with Mason or Kai you were there for each other. You ordered your uber and just as you were about to leave, Mason texted you. You opened your messages to read, “Hi my love, I wanted to give you space today and I knew you had a lot of work so that’s why I didn’t text sooner. I know it’s weird between us right now but whenever you’re ready to talk I’m here”. A wave of relief hit you, you wanted him to text you, so you knew it was not over completely. You didn’t want to answer yet though. The uber arrived and got in it to go to the bar. When you arrived, Sophia was already there. She greeted you with a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. You loved nights like this, were you and her could talk about online drama, funny TikTok’s you saw and just catch up on everything especially since you had not seen her for a while. It was nearly 11 pm, you had no idea where time went by. “When should we do it then?” Sophia asked. Both of you thought it would be a good idea to spend the weekend at the Soho farmhouse, mainly her but you weren’t sure since you didn’t know when you and Mason were going to be good again. “I don’t know, maybe next weekend” “Yea we’ll have to check with them to see how their scheduling is. And we should also tell Chilly and his new girl, I met today at the bridge she is very sweet you will like her.” “Great yea, the more the merrier” you said smiling. “Okay it’s been two hours, I’ve been holding in asking you because I thought you would already tell me but what’s wrong?” You sighed knowing you had to remember everything form yesterday and tell her. You told her everything from the fight, to work to family issues and to how you were feeling. “Babe, why didn’t you tell me you were feeling like this?” “I don’t know I feel like I don’t even have time to think about myself”. The mix of alcohol and remembering last night made you tear up a bit. Sophia hugged you, “I know its tough now and yea he fucked up but I am 100% sure he already knows. I feel bad for him too because he is going through a lot too. But you guys are a couple, partners, boyfriend and girlfriend. You two just need to talk. You already told him how you felt, he needs to tell you how he feels because I’m sure he has been holding it in too. You two will get through it I promise.” You looked at her with a sad smiled and hugged her tight. 

You arrived home at 12 pm. Before falling asleep you decided to text Mason back, you knew he would be freaking out since you hadn’t responded. “Hey, I kind of figured. I feel like we both need time to think, but I love you and we’ll talk when were ready” he responded very quickly with a heart and an “I love you too” which put a smile on your face. You knew he was eager to see you and talk to you, so were you but you were right you both need time. You need to think about how to manage work better, your family and how to fix things with him and make him open up to you. He needs to think about how to open up to you, think about his future and think about the upcoming games and prepare.

4 days had passed since that night. You were busy with work still, but you were finding different ways to handle it and asked your boss for more help on the projects you were assigned. Mason had been doing some light training. The conversation he had with his mom put him at ease and made him think about the whole situation better. Your conversation with Sophia also helped a lot and it gave a new perspective on this whole thing. During these 4 days without seeing each other both of you had time to think, and you were still texting each other simple “Hellos” or just casual conversations. But it was not the same as before and it hurt both of you. Both of you just wanted to go back together to how it was. It hadn’t even been a week but it felt like torture. 

After coming home from work, you saw Sophia’s close friend story. It was a picture of her two dogs in Mason’s backyard. Weird, she would’ve told you she was seeing Mason. You didn’t think too much about it and hopped on the shower. Once you were done you checked your phone and had multiple messages. Sophia had created a group chat called “SOHO”. Fuck. Well that explained why she was at Mason’s house, they were probably planning the weekend with Kai and Chilly. If they really wanted to do it soon, it meant you and Mason would probably still be in a weird place. Sophia sent a message saying, “Okay I just added Ben and Alix, I made the reservation for this weekend Friday through Saturday so we should leave all together early in the morning to spend the whole day there and leave like 5 pm Saturday?” Everyone responded with thank yous and yes. This Friday? So, you had what, two days to try and talk to Mason? It was not going to be possible. You were trying to finish everything during the week from work so you had the weekend free and had to visit your family so seeing him would be impossible. Would it be awkward to see him until Friday and act as if nothing happened? Maybe. But you had no choice really. As you were finishing reading all the messages form the road trip, Mason sent you one “Will you be able to go?” you started typing “Yes I can go, although I won’t be able to see you until Friday”. You plopped your phone on your bed and finished getting ready for bed. When you came back to lay down on your bed, Mason had already responded “That’s okay love, I’ll see you Friday. I love you, we’ll be alright.” That melted your heart so much. It made you more confident in how you two were dealing with this little break if you can call it that. You replied with an I love you too and went to bed. 

The rest of the week you continued grinding out at work, trying to finish everything so you had nothing to worry about while you were away. On thursday you were able to visit your family, which was something you were dreading. It turned out to be surprisingly nice, and you felt better about the whole situation. You were very optimistic about the trip, you thought it would be a good idea to have some time just with Mason during one of the two days. You started looking at it in a better light now that you had kind of solved two big problems in your life, now you had to solve the most important.

[cwritesforfun]

Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader: Fake Wedding Date

A little fake dating with Rafe... slay or whatever

Sadie - Rafe's cousin

Y/N = Your First Name & L/N = Last Name

~ some characters are from the TV show, Outer Banks

Y/N's POV

I hear someone knock and I turn to see Rafe walk into my bedroom. I ask, "Wait? I thought we were hanging out tomorrow. Did I forget something? What happened? Are you okay? And how did you get in?" Rafe smiles and answers, "Your parents let me in. Nothing big happened and I am okay, but I need your help." I ask, "Of course, with what?" He sits next to me on my bed, leans back, and says, "My cousin, Sadie, is getting married this weekend. I told her 6 months ago that I had a girlfriend and she gave me a plus one for her wedding. I don't have a girlfriend and when I saw Sadie last weekend, I told her that you and I were hanging out, and she assumed you were my girlfriend that I have been dating for over 6 months. So, are you free this weekend?" I answer, "You're insane, you do know that, right?" He asks, "What else am I supposed to do?" I answer, "Be honest with Sadie?" He smirks and says, "That wasn't a yes or no answer. So, are you free this weekend?" I lean back and ask, "Yeah, I am free and I can be your girlfriend for the weekend." He smiles and then starts diving into what I should know about this weekend and what his cousin knows about me/his girlfriend.

Rafe's POV - Saturday Morning

I look around at the dock for where Y/N is. She's supposed to meet me here before we go onto the ferry. She's always early to everything and it's 5 minutes early right now. Where is she? Is she okay? Should I call her? Do I wait 5 minutes?

I hear, "Wow Rafe, what has got you so worked up?" It's her voice. I turn, see her, and hug her tightly. Y/N exclaims, "Um ... hi to you too. I did see you yesterday. Are you okay, Rafe?" I pull away from her and answer, "I was just worried because I didn't see you yet. You're always early to everything and I thought something was wrong or you backed out." She smiles and says, "Oh well, that was thoughtful of you. I'm okay and I'm here. It's all okay now."

We find my family on the ferry and the shock on their faces is priceless. They knew Y/N because she'd been my friend for years, but they didn't know who my plus one would be. Sarah knows about my crush on Y/N, but I told her not to say anything. It's funny how they're staring, but I'm sure it's weirding Y/N out. I say, "This is my plus one for this weekend and you already know her, so quit staring. You're all weirding me out." Y/N chuckles and it makes me smile. I love the sound of her laugh. Rose says, "Gosh how did we not see it? You two are perfect together. No wonder, you two are dating." Y/N says, "Thanks, Rose."

We take our seats at the table and Sarah leans next to Y/N to talk. Wheezie pokes me in the arm and asks, "When did you tell her?" I ask, "Tell who and tell what?" She answers, "Tell Y/N you like her, you big dope." I smile and say, "I'm telling Sadie it was 6 months." She asks, "And it was actually when?" I answer, "I still haven't said anything. I just asked her to be my fake girlfriend this weekend. I'll tell her this weekend. Don't tell Sadie or Y/N please." She replies, "I won't. I wish you had told Y/N that you liked her. I can tell she likes you back. You two would be so cute together." I reply, "I just don't want to risk rejection yet." She replies, "Boo Rafe. Life is about rejection." Y/N puts her arm around mine and says, "Babe, do you want to go on a walk?" Did she just call me babe?!?!? Sarah says, "Oh my god, I've never seen Rafe blush." I say, "I need to walk away from my sisters, for sure."

As Y/N and I are walking while holding hands, Y/N exclaims, "Rafe, I think it's cute how close you are with your sisters. I can tell they love and care about you a lot. Although Sarah was being very nosy about your life, so I needed to get out of there." I smile, wrap my arms around her, and reply, "Yeah, I think it's thanks to you. They hated me before you existed in my life because I was rude and arrogant. You came along and made my life brighter. Wheezie was being nosy as well. I'm glad we decided to walk away from them. Did you call me babe earlier?" She blushes, wraps her arms around my neck, and replies, "Maybe. I was trying it out. I do have to be your girlfriend for the weekend. Did you like it?" I answer, "Yeah, especially coming from your mouth."

SKIP TO Rehearsal Dinner...

Sarah and Wheezie are with Sadie rehearsing the wedding. My dad, Rose, Y/N, and I just arrived for the rehearsal dinner at the restaurant. I introduce Y/N to tons of my family and I start to feel tired of talking about everything honestly. They want to talk about college, Y/N, her life plans, my family, if I want to follow in Ward's footsteps for jobs, and annoying conversations I don't want to discuss. I'm very done with the evening and it hasn't even started. I take Y/N's hand and lead her away from everyone to the side of the room.

I sit on the couch and Y/N sits next to me with her hand in mine. Y/N asks, "Hey, is everything alright?" I answer, "I love my family, but they annoy me. They all want so much from me; whenever I'm near them, I feel pressured to listen and follow their dreams for me. I just want a break from them sometimes and to choose what I want to do with my life." She replies, "I understand that. What if we make a little code if you feel like that? Like you tap me three times on my hand and I find a way for us to walk away. We can sit over here or dance or just walk away. We can think of another code if you think of a better one? You could also just say you want to walk away, but that's kind of rude." I smile and say, "You're really thoughtful to think of that. The tapping three times on the hand seems easiest without being rude... We would have to be holding hands the whole time though not that I mind. The same goes for you too. If you don't like how someone is talking or treating you or me, just tap me 3 times and we can walk away." We hear people cheering and I say, “That’s probably the wedding party. We should go see Sarah and Wheezie.” Y/N adds “And Sadie.” I laugh and say, “Yeah... the bride.”

We watch the bridesmaids enter first and then the grooms enter next. Sadie and her soon-to-be husband then walk in!!!

After dinner, I see Sadie beelining for us.

She smiles, sees us, and exclaims, “Hi Camerons!! I’m so glad you’re all here. Rafe, introduce me to your girlfriend here.” I exclaim, “This is Y/N and she’s my girlfriend. Y/N, this is Sadie, my cousin who is getting married.” She says, “Rafe, that was the worst introduction ever. You are such a boy. You couldn’t say anything else about us, could you?” Y/N says, “Hi Sadie, I’m Y/N L/N and I’m Rafe’s girlfriend. Before dating, we were best friends for many years, so you can ask me anything about him and I will know it." Sadie smiles and says, “I love that. You're so cute. I’m Sadie, I’m Rafe’s cousin and a huge pain in his ass. I love Rafe so much and am so glad he finally asked you out this year. He used to tell me about you all the time and about how much he liked you. I kept telling him to just suck it up and ask you out. I'm proud of him.” Y/N replies, "Well, thank you for giving him that push." She then hugs me.

... It's now cocktail & dessert time. This will probably be the best part of the night because I get to get drunk. Y/N keeps going back to get drinks or mini cupcakes too. We may just be the life of the party.

I get annoyed listening to my family, so I tap Y/N's hand three times. She then excuses us and we walk to the couch we sat on earlier. I exclaim, "My family was annoying me, sorry." She replies, "It's okay, Rafe. That's why the code exists." I ask, "Can we talk?" She answers, "Sure we can. What do you wanna talk about?" I ask, "The fact that Sadie said I've liked you for years... What if I want you to be my girlfriend for longer than just the weekend? Would you say yes" She asks "Are you asking me out, Rafe?" I answer "Yeah sort of... No, that was stupid of me ... unless you like me ... nah I don't know." She says "That was confusing, but I do like you. If you properly asked, I would go on a real date with you." I smile widely asking "Will you Y/N go on a date with me after this weekend?" She answers "Yes Rafe. I will." I reply, "Cool cool."

[blue-jisungs]

Hi! Love your works! I had an idea if you have time to write it. How would the xdh members act/treat you when you're sick? Thank you!

you’re sick ♡

author's note. thank u sm cutie <33 thank u for requesting, i love me some xdh reqs hehe sorry for such a long wait and i hope you enjoy it!! ^_^

warnings. obv mention of being sick, meds

┆彡 GUNIL [ 건일 ]

i feel like he’d panic internally but he would make a top tier nurse

obv hates seeing you in pain so would do everything to help you recover soon

all the time by your side :(

and if he can’t bc leader duties, he’d be sure to facetime you and leave needed meds on your nightstand

but because he cares abt your health sm he can get a bit… serious about it

taking u to the doctor, making sure you eat and take ur meds on time (even if it doesn’t matter), making sure the temperature of the room is right and probably will make sure u don’t tire yourself by watching tv 🧍‍♀️

may or may not sleep on the couch while you’re sick bc he doesn’t want to get sick too :((

┆彡 GAON [ 가온 ]

confused chick.exe

poor bby doesn’t really know what to do :(

you’ll probably end up taking care of urself lmao but he’s there to help

like,, will go to the doctor with you or hand you the meds

or buy them but only when you specifically tell him the name and all the info, even the color of the pills

he’s just scared he’ll buy some kind of wrong meds and you’ll end up getting worse :(

makes the best warm tea tho like <3

but! he’s not scared to sleep n cuddle with you, even when you’re all sniffly 🥹

┆彡 JUNGSU [ 정수 ]

sigh i love him

so so tender and soft and just :((

brushes your hair out of your face when it sticks to your forehead bc of the sweat :((

puts up w all ur moody moments, from cuddles bc you’re cold to listening patiently when you’re whining bc your nose is stuffed

calls him mom to ask for help what to doooo <\\3

brings u her soup (believes it will heal you)

sits w u all day, even if it means getting sick too eventually

┆彡 SEUNGMIN [ 승민 ]

will approach you in a mask and gloves type of guy LMAOO

no but he’s very cautious

however, you’ll get well in no time

knows exactly what’s up and exactly which meds he needs to buy for u

knows all those granny tricks for speedy recovery

and they work too??

will urge u to sleep a lot

now and then will sneak a kiss on your forehead “to check if your body temperature is right���

┆彡 JUNHAN [ 준한 ]

he panics sm gosh but eventually calms down and googles everything

btw he found out that apparently you’ll die in two days bc it’s a heart attack symptoms (a regular cold)

makes sure u take all the meds needed and prepares warm soups n teas

but also if there’s an option to buy a flavoured cough syrup or medicine in general, he’ll pick those in ur fav flavours or those who he thinks won’t taste as bitter :(

will be your personal heater if u get cold

hated seeing u in pain so sneakily will make everything to make u fall asleep,, scratching your back gently, playing with your hair, cuddling…

will not hesitate to throw out used tissues after u blew ur nose and missed the bin

well probably end up sick immediately after u get well so….. how the turn tables,, pls take care of him ^_^

┆彡 JOOYEON [ 주연 ]

madness. chaos. disorder.

probably gets sick like day after you

totally not bc he drink from ur water bottle on accident n such

you just call gunil.

he brings u all the necessities while u cuddle with joo and watch tv or nap

sometimes he’ll make a soup or a warm dish but bc of his stuffed nose majority of the dish is burnt

(he swears he didn’t smell it burning…)

checks ur temperature often tho, wants to make sure it’s not dangerous

good luck sleeping w him tho like,, if u get hot at night he doesn’t care….. he will stick to u as if he was attached by glue

you complain it’s sweaty and gross but he doesn’t really care >:T

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[charliesgoodboy]

2008 B. KAULITZ☆

if like, you should sink down beneath. i'll swim down, would you? you...

TW: blood sucking, detail in skin piercing, begging, reader sews, photo example. , licking(a lot of it), reader is weirdly into this, male aimed but female reader is mentioned in the tags as no genitals or pronouns are said(i think.)

BILL KAULITZ who would sit in the lamp filled room watching TV, as you were finishing the design on a bag you were making him and so far it was going well. but, bill would always get nervous watching you around anything sharp, always behind you helping you as you'd only be cutting fruit and almost no matter what he'd be in the same room as you sewed, you just thought he wanted to be around you– which of course he does, he just gets nervous is what he told you.

BILL KAULITZ who would flinch hearing you wince and the warm sweet smell of even the tiniest drop of blood filled his nose. "shit—" the wound was small but god it was pretty deep, and the thick crimson liquid would run down your finger very quickly. his eyes would only watch as it would catch between the lines of your palm as you tried to make sure it wouldn't drip off and make a stain on bills gift. "bill could you please get me a..bill?"

BILL KAULITZ stood in the front of you, his breaths heavy as he'd grab your arm in which the blood had already made way down your arm which stained his fingers. he'd put his mouth right onto where the original source was, sucking and licking it not letting you go as his hand would squeeze tight on you making sure you didn't leave. he'd groan closing his eyes, enjoying the taste and warmth of the metallic feeling coating his tounge, finally finishing off licking his lips.

BILL KAULITZ that was still starving but kept apologizing over and over, scared that you were scared of him, scared that you would leave him for sure. but you just sat there legs crossed and the bag long gone off your lap, listening to his sorries and pleas to forgive him. "you want more huh?" "i..what?" "answer." you could just see it, gosh it was so obvious. he'd only nod muttering a very small yes.

BILL KAULITZ who would be feeling your heat on his cold body, as you'd call out for him feeling the sting and numbness of his sharper teeth pricking into your skin deeply, all from your neck, from your stomach, to in between your legs. "fuck..you taste so sweet.." he'd whine once you told him he couldn't have any more until later, he was just so addicted to the way you tasted he'd almost forget he'd never ever want to hurt you and then he'd end up feeling a little bad in the end.

BILL KAULITZ that is still always happy with you and glad that you still love him regardless of this curse he held.

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