#the next post will be part 2 of fantasy

[apomaro-mellow]

Dimension hopping 1

Steve ran from the window, trying to find something to fight with. Fight with...? Was he really about to take on a dragon? He heard another roar outside and yep, it seemed that way. He found a sword, which was heavier than they looked in movies. Steve gave it a few practices swings and then went for his door.

The moment he opened it though, there was his mother. Dressed in clothes more fitting the current setting and not Hawkins at all.

“Thank the stars, you’re safe.”

“What’s going on? What the hell is happening?”, Steve asked, urgency rising in his voice.

“Get dressed”, she said. “That horrid beast was driven back for now but it’ll be back. Your father is going to choose a champion to do the deed.”

Steve felt like he only understood every other word she said. He had been in Hawkins, sleeping in his living room. This had to be some weird dream then. But it all felt too lucid to be that. He understood ‘get dressed’ though. Having some guy in the room helping him into the clothing was a little...new. But part of Steve was glad for it, otherwise he’d have to figure out this stuff for himself.

Once he was decent, he was guided to the throne room where his full title was announced and he took a seat next to his father. His mother was already on the other side. Steve scanned the room, trying to find other familiar faces. Anyone who knew the kind of world-bending crap they normally went through. This was definitely out of the normal bounds of Upside Down stuff, but what else could it be?

Steve missed what was being said and only snapped his attention back when he saw Eddie standing there, in literal shining armor. His name came out of Steve’s mouth in a whisper, but his dad must have heard it because he shot a glare his way. Even in a dream, those eyes kept him glued to his seat instead of running to his boyfriend like he wanted.

“Sir knight, you have done this kingdom a great service by running the dragon from our walls today”, the king praised.

“I cannot horde the glory”, Eddie said. “I am but one man. And it took many to do the deed.”

“But the deed is not yet done. Sir Edward, I beseech you to find this creature where he lay and slay it dead. Will you accept?”

“I accept, Your Majesty.”

Steve wanted to shout at them both. They were crazy for thinking Eddie could take on a dragon. He’d seen the size of that thing! Then Eddie did this odd, barely noticeable quirk with his fingers. He tapped his index finger on top of his middle twice.

“Meet me by training grounds.”

Steve didn’t know how he knew the meaning, but he did. When the court was dismissed, Steve was able to find his way there like he’d been roaming these castle walls his whole life. He was about to walk onto the empty pitch when a hand grabbed his arm and pulled him into a darkish corner. Then a mouth was on top of his.

“Eddie”, he tried to say between the kisses. “Eddie, is that really you?”

Eddie pulled back and looked into his eyes. “It’s me. Why are you asking? I know it’s kinda dark but-”

“Eddie what the hell is going on? Where are we?”

Concerned, Eddie looked him over. “Wait? Steve? Like actual Steve?”

“Is there any other?”

“Well shit. I thought this was-”

“A dream?”

“I have this one quite often”, Eddie admitted. “But if it isn’t a dream...then we’re actually here... Is this uh, normal for you guys.”

“No”, Steve said. “Never anything like this.”

Eddie took a step back, then began to pace in the small space around them. “You know what it is like? It’s like one of the movies we just watched.”

“So instead of falling into the Upside Down, we fell into a movie?”

“Makes about as much sense as anything else. Otherwise we’re both having a shared dream and isn’t that equally weird?”

Steve nodded. It was. “So what do we do?”

“You’re asking me?”, Eddie asked with a hand to his armored chest.

“You’re the fantasy nerd. You know how this all goes.”

“Well I know how I’d make it go in my world.” If this was one of his campaigns that is. “Slaying the dragon has gotta be the climax. And typically these kinds of things do have a forbidden romance going”, he waggled his eyebrows towards Steve.

“What does that mean?”

“It means, my liege, that you shouldn’t be seen getting intimate with someone of my status, lest we invite the wrath of your father.”

“Okay. So we’re going on what do you call them? A quest?”, Steve asked.

Eddie kissed him. “I’ve been waiting for you to say those words for so long.”

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The day Eddie was sent on his quest was met with fanfare. He was the storied knight of prophecy after all. The king and queen saw him off but the prince had fallen ill that morning and couldn’t be present.

Little did anyone know, after convincing his mother of being under the weather, Prince Stephen snuck out and joined Sir Edward on his own horse, ready to set off for the dragon’s keep.

“The journey won’t be an easy one, Your Highness. But oh the songs they’ll sing of us!”, Eddie exclaimed.

“You’re having fun with this, aren’t you?”

“I have no idea what you mean”, Eddie said as he took out a lute and began to strum it.

Part 3

Tag Team

@goodolefashionedloverboi @xjessicafaithx @newtstabber

[taetebebe]

[whoblewboobear]

You expect me to see this guy and NOT babygirl-ify him???????

[jerreeeeeee]

tragic actual play siblings…

[daz4i]

what are we saying gang do you think that one day i will be able to go to a kink party

[mg549]

art fight attack for @/Ellie.Wishes on insta!

[cursedartistnelari]

Part 1 / Part 2

You have no idea how long it took me to make this, BUT I'm so happy to finally post it¡¡¡

You wanna know what happened next? Who is talking to Tweek?? What is the next part I am going to illustrate????? Then you should read the fanfic that inspired me¡

✨ Click me I'm the fanfic ✨

This comic is based on @larsforevermore 's story ❤ I just made the art ❤ You should follow her she is amazing at story telling ✨

I'm probably going to make a part 2, but not as a direct continuation. More like the parts that I like the most or maybe people's favorites parts, the most iconic ones(? We'll see, but I'm not making promises.

BONUS:

I really wanted to show how Craig sees Tweek vs the reality. So yeah page 3 is just a fantasy made by Craig's hormones and this last drawing is a more accurate representation of what is going on.

[atinyno1likeme]

My Top Ateez Fics

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I read it jot down the ones I've been obsessed with.

I will be tagging all the writers at the very end of the post to show recognition for these lovely individuals 💜

(If y'all have any reading suggestions please let me know!)

I didn't mention all warnings, but the fics have their own, I do warn everyone reading this list to keep in mind, majority of my reading involves smut.

Some fics or most invlove these below,

IF YOU ARE UNDER AGE DNI!

18+, Smut, Fluff, angst, supernatural, strangers to lovers, slow burn, love triangle, drama, dark academic, forbidden love, hurt, comfort, Friends with Benefits, Friends to lovers, romance, enemies to lovers, dark fantasies, dark romance, perv.

ENJOY!

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Hongjoong:

°Popular Boy - bunny-hwa

°I Don't Need Your Help - Star-byeoli

°Sweetheart - kysstar

°Part of Me - makeitmingi

°Make it Bouncy - thirteenheavens

°The Day You Ruined Me - Milatiny-xx

°The View - sungchoi

°Longing for You - Luvhcarly

°Salt on Your Crown - kysstar

°Where it Hurts - kysstar

°Missed Birthdays - kysstar

°Until I die... - Bunny-hwa

Seonghwa:

°Angel Tears - bunny-hwa

°Fan Service Special - Milatiny-xx

°Queen's Help - Ateezscupid

°Melt - Velvetdolor

°Heat - Otrastar

Yunho:

°A Little Persuasion by Stxrrywoo

°Perv Next Door - yup-thats-me

°Gameboy - yungistiny

°Pitched Your Way Into My Heart - indigoamour

°I 🖤 Nerds - Yungistiny

°Project from Hell - yesnanasbaby

°Rightfully Mine - hwaretic

°Spoiled Rotten - Yungistiny

°Sound of You - hwaretic

°Tell me No - bananayuyu

°Into It - Ateezscupid

°Winterfall - thechaotictheoryy

°Tug and Pull - Yungistiny

°Flannel - Yungistiny

Yeosang:

°NDA - Ateezscupid

°Hate You, Want You - kysstar

°Drunk Love - kysstar

°High School Sweetheart - Luvshuu

°Enough - kysstar

San:

°Pretty like Peaches - Lov3lycosmos

°Gym Activities - Stxrrywoo

°Someday - Milatiny-xx

°Stay In - Sungchoi

°You Didn't Have to Handle it Alone - kathaelipwse

°Silence on the Balcony - bruh-2004

°Cherry Hill - tofutofu

°dolce and gabbana - kitten4sannie

°d&g Prince - fadedtoneverland

°Eager to Please - Jyunhology

Mingi:

°Lovers to the Sun - byuntrash101

Wooyoung:

°Baby Fever - last-words-ofashootingstar

°Make me - anxiouscherubs

Jongho:

°Rhythm and Ruin - reveriebae

°I Missed You - Star-byeoli

°Coffee-Stained Love - bvidzsoo

°Broken Wings - Kysstar

2 or more:

°♡08:00♡ (San x Yunho) - mimikittysblog

°Can't Help It, I Want You (San x Yunho) - bunny-hwa

°At the Same Time (San x Seonghwa) - mingisprincxss

°A Quick Workout (San x Yeosang) - tinybeetiny

°You Make Me so Thirsty (San x Wooyoung) - skzdust

°Arranged Destiny (OT8) - VelvetVisionsAurora

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The lovely writers 💜:

@kysstar @luvhcarly @bunny-hwa @bananayuyu @ateezscupid @thechaotictheoryy @mingisprincxss @star-byeoli @stxrrywoo @milatiny-xx

@lov3lycosmos @yup-thats-me @otrastar @tofutofudahyun @bvidzsoo @velvetdolor @fadedtoneverland @anxiouscherubs @jyunhology @kitten4sannie @byuntrash101 @luvshuu @velvetvisionsaurora @last-words-ofashootingstar @sungchoi @yungistiny @yesnanasbaby @makeitmingi @reveriebae @kathaelipwse @tinybeetiny @thirteenheavens @bruh-2004 @skzdust @mimikittysblog @indigoamour @hwaretic

[funnyexel]

he's obsessed.

Secondborn!Husband who coincidentally gets married to you just as your country’s death toll reached an all time high from war. So what his nation started it? That doesn’t matter now, you have to worry about your upcoming marriage.

Secondborn!Husband that found the engagement revolting until he saw your face and instantaneously changed his mind. Secondborn!Husband that purposely gives you a impression of disinterest, when in reality he’s infatuated by everything about you. From the way your eyes perk up when you see him for the first time to the way you softly sigh when you think you’re finally alone.

Secondborn!Husband that has a horrible reputation in his own country and jumps to keep his image intact, with you. Secondborn!Husband who doesn’t sugarcoat the way he feels about you in his head. Letting his wildest fantasies conjure up in his head once he’s alone and locked in his room.

Secondborn!Husband that physically shakes every time he realizes your wedding night is closing in. Realizing that, he’ll be able to touch your body and kiss you freely and he cannot wait. Secondborn!Husband that insisted you sleep in the same room with him, since your wedding date is creeping and you would need to get used to sleeping with someone else. And not because he wants to watch your peaceful expression as you sleep soundly next to him.

Secondborn!Husband whose real feelings are starting to get exposed, when you find your panties in his dresser. 

Pervert!Husband that steals your underwear when you carelessly leave them hidden underneath your pile of clothes as you go shower. Pervert!Husband who strangles his cock with your panties when you’re gone and moans pornographically when he comes in the fabric to the thought of you beneath him.

Secondborn!Husband who washes and hangs the underwear to avoid suspicion. 

Secondborn!Husband who feels a giddy feeling for the first time in years when you both say ‘I do’ at the altar. He bathes in the fact that you cannot and will not ever be with another man other than him for the rest of your days. 

Secondborn!Husband who finally has something that no one can take away from him, a oblivious little wife.

part 2

a/n: first post of 2024! thanks for following me into a new year and into a new era of posts.

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[starrbishops]

⟡Crush⟡

(John Walker x Reader)

Part 2 now with smut!

Summary: You have feelings for John, and it is extremely frustrating for you. Somehow, you end up helping him fix the kitchen sink- inspired by the song Crush by Ethel Cain. - ao3 version

Word Count: 2.1k

Notes: (Set after the events of Thunderbolts*, idiots to lovers, kissing, making out, mentions and allusions to sex but this one is PG-13, John is a bad flirt and a little dumb (but we love him), reader is a New Avenger/Thunderbolt)

a/n: If you had told me 5 years ago I would be writing a John Walker fic I would've slapped you in the face. But here we are in a post Thunderbolts* world and I love him. This is my first fic I'm posting here, so I'm sorry for any mistakes or all around poor writing. It ain't much, but it's honest work.

It should have been a crime for someone as big an asshole as John Walker was to also be as hot as he was.

That way he’d actually be in jail and you wouldn’t be standing here trying to talk sense into herself. He should be in jail, actually- for that Flag Smasher, all the people he’d surely taken out working for Val…

But now, here he was, a hero and one of the New Avengers, trying to fix your kitchen sink because Alexei had done something to break it at 2 AM the night before.

“Wrench.” John called from his spot beneath the counter. You passed him the tool, watching the way his large hand wrapped around it and strained as he twisted something in the mess of pipes.

You don’t know why yuou volunteered to do this. It was, first of all, extra work to help fix something that was not yoir fault, and second, an extended period of time spent alone with John, whom you’d been purposely trying to avoid after realizing your feelings for him.

It was so stupid. You’d been on a mission, trying to get information out of a former Hydra scientist who’d fortified his compound like a goddamn castle. You and Walker were on security duty while Bucky and Yelena interrogated the guy, stationed outside the door waiting to fight any more guards that showed up.

“I’m just saying, objectively, it’s a movie set on Christmas. That is what a Christmas movie is.”

“It’s about a guy fighting terrorists, John, how is that in the Christmas spirit?”

“It doesn’t matter, a Christmas movie is-” the argument was interrupted by a bullet whizzing past, causing you both to drop to the ground.

“The fuck?” You looked both ways for where it could have come from. You didn’t see anyone on either end of the hallway they stood in. 

“Fucking snipers.” John muttered as he pulled out his own gun. “Hold this.” he shoved his taco shield in your direction. You didn’t know why he kept the damn thing this way, but he’d grown attached to it.

Luckily, the shield still managed to block the next bullet fired at you, prompting more cursing from the two of you.

“There’s the fucker” Walker raised his gun and fired, the bang followed by a scream as another guard who’d hidden behind the corner dropped to the ground clutching his knee. 

“Nice shot.” you admitted as they walked over to the man, Walker gesturing to his head.

“Want to do the honors?’

“I’d love to.”

With that, you whacked him with the taco shield- not enough to break his skull, but enough to knock him out.

“It’s like they keep on multiplying.” John took a breath and his shield back, his other hand running through his hair. He looked oddly nice when he was disheveled like this. His brow was furrowed and his blonde hair all messy. He had really big hands too. You’d noticed that when he was holding the gun. You wondered what they’d feel like on her instead of his shield-

“Hello?!”

“Huh?”

John looked at you expectantly, snapping you out of your fantasies. “I said we gotta put him in the closet.”

Yes. The closet, where you’d stored all the other guys they’d knocked out. Because you were on a mission. It was time to work, not ogle John Walker.

Holy shit, you were ogling John fucking Walker.

You nodded noncommittally as he took the guy's legs and began moving him, but your mind raced. Walker? Really? Were you that desperate? He was a nice looking guy, that was objectively true. But he was also an asshole. Then again, he’d improved significantly since you’d first met him back in that vault. And you weren’t exactly an angel- you bullied him right back when he made a dumb comment. Oh god, now you were rationalizing it. 

You took a breath as they shut the closet, now with the additional guard in it. This isn’t the end of the world. It’s a dumb crush. It’s purely physical. You can take it and bury it deep down.

“Are you okay?” John waved a hand in front of your face. Fuck. You’d been doing it again.

“Yeah. yeah, totally.”

“You know you can talk to me, right. I’m no therapist, but you can.”

“Since when do you care about peoples’ feelings?”

“Not people. I care about your feelings.” he shrugged as he walked back to your shared  spot by the door. Shit, his ass wasn’t bad either.

God you was doomed.

And now here you were a month later, a total goner, fucking staring at his hands while he worked on the sink. It wasn’t like you’d ever tell him; you’d sooner die than acknowledge her feelings, knowing there was that chance of rejection, knowing that all of your friends would know, how it would hang over the team forever. No, you had to keep her feelings for John to yourself. Still, you dreamed sometimes of him confessing his own feelings, being able to finally voice all the lovelorn thoughts she’d been plagued with for a month.

It was genuinely ridiculous how good he looked doing an everyday task. He had that damn white t-shirt on that showed off his forearms, how strong and muscular they were. You had never really thought a man’s forearms were hot before she saw John in that shirt.

You passed him a screwdriver as your mind continued to wander. You had always known he was a Super Soldier, that he was incredibly strong. He could probably toss you around like she weighed nothing. Just throw you over his shoulder and carry her off to his bedroom…

Jesus Christ, you were horny.

“How’s it going down there?” you peeked under to where you could see John’s face, his brow furrowed in focus. 

“I don’t know how Alexei managed to do this.” He continued to twist the pipe above him. 

“He’s a special one.”

“That’s for sure.” he gave her a smile before returning to the pipe. “Y’know, if the military didn’t work out I was going to be a plumber?”

“Really?”

“Yep. My dad had a plumbing business back in Georgia.”

“Would’ve saved you a lot of trouble if you’d just done that.”

He shrugged. “Eh, I wouldn’t be here. We wouldn’t be friends.” “How grateful I am to have you in my life.” you quipped.

“You love me. Who else would fix your sink?”

“I could hire one of those sexy plumbers from pornos.” Christ, why did you say that. Walker had broken your mind to the point that sex was literally the first thing on it. You prayed he didn’t notice how you turned red from the embarrassment.

At least the comment got a laugh out of him. “What, am I not a sexy enough plumber for you?” you shrugged, a nervous laugh exiting you.

“Never said you weren’t a sexy plumber.”

He smiled again, a small one as he slid out from under the sink, reaching up to test it. It flowed easily, as if it had never been broken.

“Damn. You would’ve been a sexy plumber who was also good at his job.”

Walker laughed as he turned off the sink, returning to the floor where she sat. “Wouldn’t even have to seduce all the sad housewives for tips.” he paused as he leaned back against the other side of cabinets. “What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Like, what would you be if you weren’t an Avenger?”

Oh. You’d never thought about that before. “Probably dead.”

He gave her a look. “C’mon, really?”

“What, that’s why I think? John, fighting bad guys is all I know how to do, I don’t exactly have many other marketable skills.”

“You have plenty of skills, you’re great.”

There it was again. Every time he turned off asshole mode and actually said something nice it was like alarm bells were going off in your head, saying kiss him, kiss him. You prayed for him to follow it up with something dumb and bullheaded.

“I would’ve hired you to be my sexy plumber.”

Not exactly what you were thinking, but close enough.

“That is the strangest compliment I’ve ever gotten.”

John sighed, hanging his head. “Yeah, I’m bad at this.”

“Talking?”

He mumbled something under his breath and turned to start putting tools away.

“What?”

“Huh?”

“You said something.”

“I didn’t.”

“You did.”

“Let’s just clean up, alright.”

You shook your head. “Touchy, touchy.”

You grabbed the wrench from earlier and dropped it back into the toolbox, watching out of the corner of her eye as John gathered up the other tools he’d left beneath the sink. Your hands brushed as he put them away, lingering a moment too long before he jerked it back.

“What, do I have a disease now?”

“No! No, you just, uh…” John shut his eyes and furrowed his brow in the way he always did when he was thinking. “I’m sorry I called you a sexy plumber.”

“I know it was a compliment, dude, you don’t have to apologize.”

“No, it was supposed to be, and it came out dickish.”

“Everything you say comes out dickish, John. No offense.”

“I know.” he put a hand to his forehead in frustration. “I know, but I’m trying really hard for it not to be. Jesus, I haven’t had to do this in so long-”

“Do what?”

“Flirt!”

Wait a minute.

“That was you flirting?”

“Yeah, it’s not good, I’m rusty, alright?”

“You’ve been flirting with me.”

“Yeah.”

“This whole time.”

His other hand went to his face. ��Two months.”

“TWO MONTHS?!”

He nodded from beneath his hands. It was new, seeing John Walker embarrassed. Kind of adorable in a way.

“John.”

He gave a noncommittal grunt.

“You know I’ve been flirting with you too, right.”

“WHAT?!” his hands flew away as he looked up, shocked.

“Why else would I call you a sexy plumber?”

“I thought you were joking!” “Why do you think I’m always staring at you and getting distracted?”

“I thought you just had focus problems! Oh my god-” he ran a hand through his hair. “We’re stupid.”

“Yep.” You nodded, breathing out a chuckle as you scooched yourself over to sit directly next to John. You could feel his body heat radiating out. He did say Super Soldiers ran warm once. It was true.

“So now what?” you looked up at him.

He turned. “I could kiss you?”

“Sounds good.”

He didn’t need any more prompting from there. John smashed his lips to yours, desperate and frustrated, but restrained, like he was making a conscious effort to not scare her off. His hands went to cradle your face as you kissed back, threading a hand through his hair and putting another on his shoulder.

You didn’t know who initiated it, but all of a sudden your tongues were in each other's mouths, eliciting a small groan of pleasure from you. He was as good as she imagined him to be. And you’d imagined it a lot.

One hand traveled down to your waist, wrapping around your back and tugging you over to his lap. God, he was strong. Your hands gripped his arms, feeling the muscles in his biceps, the ones you’d stared at so often. Thank God for Alexei and breaking the damn sink, you thought.

You both gasped for air as they pulled apart, having remained attached to each other as long as humanly possible. You opened her eyes to see his blue ones peering up at her, grinning like an idiot. Not in the cocky, annoying way he usually did. This was a pure happy smile, one that carried the weight of all the pining and longing of the past two months.

“You’re a good kisser.” you rubbed his cheek gently with your thumb, his head leaning into the touch. He reached for it with his free hand and pulled it to his mouth, placing a small kiss on it.

“I’m alright.”

“Give yourself some credit, Walker.” you leaned in to peck his cheek, but his head turned to meet his lips to yours again. You smiled into his lips as he pulled you closer, putting you flush against one another.

That was when you noticed the bulge you felt beneath you. 

“John.” you whispered as she pulled away.

“Mmhm?”

“Is that- are you-”

“Hard? Oh yeah.”

You couldn’t help it.You burst into laughter at his bluntness, which he joined her in. 

“You’re such an idiot.”

“You’re the one on top of me.”

“Fair point.” you grinned at him. “If you’re just alright at kissing, I’m interested to see how good you are at sex.”

“Oh, don’t worry.” And suddenly there was the cocky smile she was used to. “I’m fucking exceptional at sex.”

a/n: again, forgive me for my sins of both liking John and for writing this, if you did enjoy this feel free to like or follow! I hope to post more fic in the future with other Thunderbolt/Marvel characters. TY for reading!

[ce1estiall]

flowers

summary paige x teammate!reader paige became bold and flirty with you at practice. that was just the start. masterlist.

warnings slight making out, some sexual tension, mostly fluff

celestial notes hey! first fic ever postedd i hope you guys like it! sorry its so short, im not used to writing a lot. ill make a part 2 probably of them being freakyyy. also feel free to leave me any requests you have!

“one two three, a secret awakening, the night in full bloom, a blooming joy.

just like a fantasy in my garden, show me your flowers.” aespa - flowers

the practice facility was brezzy and cool, a relieving place to be due to the heat outside. you went to the locker room to get ready for practice. you were grabbing your shoes and practice jersey when you noticed paige in the corner of your eye.

“someone looks a little too beautiful just for practice. you got a date or something?” paige asked, being a tease. two can play that game, you thought to yourself. “no, why? jealous if i did have one because it wasn’t you?” you smirked

“i dont know. would i? time can only tell.” she left the locker room as she winked at you. paige was a lot of things. annoying, childish, and bold. but she was never this flirty.

only the team knew paige was gay, and they promised to hide it from the media. however, as paige teased you in that short moment, a fire ignited in your body.

you walked out and onto the court doing the norm. laps, stretching, then layups. when you were doing drills, you would catch paige staribg at you. or when she handed you the ball, she would brush her hand across yours. it caught you off guard, which caused you to mess up and coach geno got angry, but you brushed it off.

after practice, you headed to the locker room to get your stuff, then headed to your apartment.

you entered your apartment and immediately dropped your items down. you felt exhausted. dealing with paige, running on 5 hours of sleep, and practice. it was all catching up to you. you were sweaty and decided to take a shower.

post-everything shower, as you were combing your hair, a knock came from your front door.

you whispered under your breath. “what the fuck.”

you opened the door when you say paige infront of you. “look who came to hunt me down. dont you have a psych test tomorrow you should be studying for?”

“it can wait.” she replied, standing there in a black hoodie, grey sweats and slides. “can i come in?”

you reached out an arm, signaling her to come in. she entered and went to your room and plopped on your bed. you weren’t bothered, just confused.

you followed, standing at the door frame. she patted next to her, telling you to sit down.

you obeyed, sitting down next to her as her arm rested around your shoulders. you broke the silence as she was looking for something to watch with you.

“someone was really bold today in the locker room, i wonder why.” you spoke. paige rolled her eyes in defense. “you know you love it when im bold with you.” she replied. “just wanted to see your reaction.”

“who said i didn’t?” you scoot closer to her, looking at her. “it caught me off guard.”

“you did look really beautiful.” she turned to look at you. you became flushed at her sudden comment.

“during the whole practice, i couldn’t stop looking at you. i couldn’t pay attention to anything to save my life. you were distracting me.” things were becoming crystal clear. paige was falling for you. you didn’t know what to say or how to reply.

“am i just that magnetic towards you?” you teased her. you wanted to see how much it took until she couldn’t take it anymore.

“mmm maybe.” she said with a smirk.

“your eyes looked like you wanted to kiss me right there. why didn’t you?” you were having too much fun. adrenaline was flowing through your body.

she chuckled. “i was waiting for the right time.”

“is that why you came to my dorm?” you got up too close to her face. you then whispered in her ear. “you just can’t resist me.”

it was the turning point for her. she couldn’t stop herself.

she leaned in, cupping your face. her soft lips touching yours, tasting each other, then leaving. soft moans in between. she then leaned in your neck, smelling your fragrance. “are you wearing the one i got for you? the floral one for your birthday?”

“mhm.” you replied.

“no wonder you have me on this effect today.” she placed sweet kisses on your neck while also inhaling the floral fragrance. you had her under a spell, in her garden. and you were a special flower with a special scent she came back to, needing, craving more.

“you’re making this so fucking hard for me.”

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upcoming… | (m)

Summary: Jungkook once planted a garden in your chest that he watered when he smiled and you killed when he left. But flowers withering isn't enough; that doesn't mend the ache. No – you want this entire story to die.

➵ pairing: Jungkook x female reader ➵ rating: 18+ ➵ genre: exes to ?, college!au; angst, fluff, smut; oneshot ➵ warnings: heartache, past breakup, flashbacks, memories, memory erasure (eternal sunshine of the spotless mind vibe), tears, angst angst angstttt, fights but also such tender moments, college sweethearts 🥺, smut (details to be added when the fic drops)… the ending 👁 ➵ est. word count: around 25k ➵ a/n: another angsty taegularities special :D coming next, so stay tuned!! 👁

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"I do fear… what if one day, it's just me and my thoughts, and you're nowhere to be found?"

Jungkook laughed; not at your worries, but about how improbable the words sounded. It flooded a sense of relief through you when he promised, "To leave… I'd have to un-meet and forget about you entirely, you know?"

Summary: Somewhere out there, a sinister castle roams the hills behind the dense fog. And somewhere hidden inside, there is a man you need to find; to charm; to wreck. Provided… he doesn't destroy you first.

➵ pairing: Taehyung x female reader ➵ rating: 18+ ➵ genre: howl's moving castle au, fantasy au, s2l / e2l; angst, fluff, smut; oneshot ➵ warnings: magic and stuff, spy stuff, frenemies?, bickering and initial dislike, fights, sexual tension, based on the movie version of HMC, multiple (2) smut scenes (details to be added but expect… quite smth :p) ➵ est. word count: 20k ➵ a/n: this has been a wip for literal years now, and i think it's time i sent it out into the world :') since i'm rereading the book (but the fic is based on the ghibli movie!), i've been feeling some sort of way, soooo… howl oneshot soon?

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“Do you feel anything?”

You can't. There is no heartbeat, no steady rhythm, nothing. Yet he breathes, walks, smiles as if he's missing nothing.

You shake your head, and he chuckles, a crooked smirk that confuses you in the best way possible. He loosens his firm grip around your hand, but you still leave your touch right there, rubbing over his chest until he adds,

“A heart's a heavy burden.” The warmth of your fingers sprawls across his torso, his eyes closing. “Especially if you’re me.”

Summary: Jungkook and you try something very, very new.

➵ pairing: Jungkook x female reader ➵ rating: 18+ ➵ genre: fwb/fake dating/established relationship; fluff, smut; series ➵ warnings: smut smut smut (everything else is redacted bc that'd just spoil the whole thing ha ha :D) ➵ est. word count: 10-12k ➵ a/n: this is part of my colour me in series – for those who don't know! the series is still paused, but i might continue it sometime this year if things work out. this drabble would come next <3

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"I've been promising it for so long now," he whispers, fingertips wandering along your bare sides, beneath your crop top. "Haven't I?"

Summary: Jeon Jungkook barges into your unproblematic life unexpectedly. He's supposed to stay for the summer; but it doesn't take long for the bright days to turn grey, stirring, bittersweet; a trigger for bleak memories and a reminder that sometimes, closeness shatters more than it heals.

➵ pairing: Jungkook x female reader ➵ rating: 18+ ➵ genre: s2l, summer/college au, dancer!jk; angst, fluff, smut; oneshot ➵ warnings: love triangle!!, yearning, thin walls lol, tears, fighting, old memories/childhood stuff, (mention of) drugs, abandonment, camping, multiple smut scenes (details will be added when the fic drops), plot twists, heartbreak, THE ENDING PLS ➵ est. word count: 40k lol; might split it in 2-3 parts if it gets too long ➵ a/n: i am most excited for this oneshot (?), and i have been for so long. it's a scary amount to write and i don't know when it'll be done. if i could, i'd write and post it rn… it's hella intimidating, but i love this story and i'm also hella excited, so… stay tuned and bring tissues <3

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“Maybe… I don't know,” he pauses, blinking, and then starts anew, “maybe I'm this much with her, so I don't end up knocking at your door.”

A sting of guilt pierces your heart; you ask, “You… you guys hook up all the time. Doesn’t she feel… that way for you?”

“She doesn't.”

“And you? Do you feel anything for her?”

“I don't.” He hesitates again, shrugging a shoulder. “Well, friendship.”

“...Don't end up breaking hearts, Jungkook.”

Summary: In a world fractured by hatred, Yoongi seems your quiet salvation. But when a boy from your past returns, cloaked in secrets and unfinished memories, battle lines blur and you find yourself faced with a choice between the peace you built and the fire you never truly forgot.

➵ pairing: Yoongi x female reader, Jungkook x female reader ➵ rating: 18+ ➵ genre: royal au, s2l, childhood bf2l, love triangle; angst, fluff, smut; series ➵ warnings: there's a battle/war thing going on, love triangleeeee of the best sort, tender yoongi and fierce jungkook, some scenes are extremely tense – again in the best way possible, sexual tension, heartbreak, hate, betrayal (and nope, no cheating), multiple sex scenes (with both yoongi and jk (but not with both of them together lol)), falling in love hard, jealousy; the… the ending…… ➵ est. word count: 150-200k (around 10 chapters) ➵ a/n: THIS WILL LITERALLY RUIN US LMAO no seriously, i'm going to pour my everything into this. it's a story with quite some angst and heavy tension that even gave me trouble breathing when i was just outlining it :') yoongi in this is achingly sweet and jk is absolutely delicious. i think it'll be a piece i'm most proud of… and someday, i want to turn it into a novel. i hope you all love this 🤍

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"I am in love with you," Yoongi whispers; your eyes water. "Even if you aren’t only in love with me. I know how this might go. And I am not saying we should make this official because – I am scared you might realise you need him more."

"It’s not about needing anybody…"

"But it’s about who sits in your heart so deeply that it feels like you need him to survive. I don’t know if I am that for you. But you’re that for me."

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"Why are you still here, Jungkook? Why are you always around me? It’s not me you came back for."

"Sweetheart–"

"Would you have? If not for this?"

"If not for this… I would have come sooner."

Summary: A casual hook up morphs into a fierce fever dream when roommates slash best friends Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook bring heaven and hell to you – all at once, in one single night.

➵ pairing: Yoongi x female reader x Jungkook ➵ rating: 18+ ➵ genre: kind of fwb, threesome, college au; fluff, hella smut ➵ warnings: yoongi and oc are fwb, teasing, flirting, kissing booth stuff, jk wears glasses and has long hair (manbun beloved), sexual tension, mid-sex convos, threesome, smut (e.g., double penetration, degradation, spit stuff, manhandling,.. (will expand on this once the full thing drops), aftercare, valentino yoongi and ck jk!! ➵ est. word count: 12-15k ➵ a/n: back to the ruin you days, i guess. am super excited for this to finally drop. gonna give y'all the best version of it possible, love you <3

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“I’m just saying. Tonight might be a little too much for you with the two of us, you know? I’m not as easy to handle as you think.”

“I don’t think you are,” you confess. “But I don’t want to handle you. I want the opposite.”

There’s a glimmer in his eyes. A hint of desire, hunger growing in the predator’s big gaze. If he wants to reject you now, you’ll walk away.

But you don’t think he will.

And once more, courageous, you say, “Handle me, Jeon Jungkook.”

full teaser that i once posted!

Summary: You carve your name into Jungkook's mind with constant affection and care, and he keeps hoping that both your hearts beat in unison, synchronised and wild. But in reality, it’s only ever him who falls – you're as still as time... until, you're not.

➵ pairing: Jungkook x female reader ➵ rating: 18+ ➵ genre: singer!jungkook, bf2l but also brother's best friend; angst, fluff, smut; trilogy ➵ warnings: jealousy, another love triangle lmao, namjoon is her brother and his best friend, oc playing wingwoman, confessions, pain, tears, moving away, yearning, idiots to lovers too tbh, smut <3 ➵ est. word count: around 60-70k in total ➵ a/n: this is part of my evermore series which was supposed to have a oneshot/twoshot/trilogy per member with unrelated stories; but since life has gotten so crazy, i might not be able to write all of them. but i still have tae's fic 'cotton candy' written and want to work on timbre; so these will drop at least and i am so thrilled to share them. especially this lil mini series 🤍

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Jeon Jungkook has been in love with you since the very first time he met you.

At least that's what he'd tell you if you ever asked.

He won’t tell you that whatever respect he housed for you since you were teenagers evolved into something far more advanced along the way.

That it was over time that your friendship started blooming like the tiger lillies he liked so much. You must have been sixteen then.

Now, around eight years have passed, and the thriving musician and your best friend Jeon Jungkook is still in love with you. Boundlessly, irreversibly.

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a/n: hey hey!! this is a small overview of all the things i shall start preparing very, very soon. i will work on these wips whenever i can, and i am excited about every single one of them. i will ofc also drop longer teasers to each story when we reach that point!

i do also think you guys will love each story! so i can't wait to drop them one by one :') this post is also sort of to motivate and inspire me, so if you want to talk about any of these or hype them up… let's talk :p

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also, here's the taglist! <3

[deception-united]

Online Writing Resources #2

Vocabulary:

Tip of My Tongue: I find this very helpful when I can't think of a specific word I'm looking for. Which is often.

WordHippo: As well as a thesaurus, this website also provides antonyms, definitions, rhymes, sentences that use a particular word, translations, pronunciations, and word forms.

OneLook: Find definitions, synonyms, antonyms, and related words. Allows you to search in specific categories.

YourDictionary: This website is a dictionary and thesaurus, and helps with grammar, vocabulary, and usage.

Information/Research:

Crime Reads: Covers crime and thriller movies, books, and TV shows. Great inspiration before writing a crime scene or story in this genre.

Havocscope: Black market information, including pricing, market value, and sources.

Climate Comparison: Compares the climates of two countries, or parts of the country, with each other.

Food Timeline: Centuries worth of information about food, and what people ate in different time periods.

Refseek: Information about literally anything. Provides links to other sources relevant to your search.

Perplexity AI: Uses information from the internet to answer any questions you have, summarises the key points, suggests relevant or similar searches, and links the sources used.

Planning/Worldbuilding:

One Stop for Writers: Literally everything a writer could need, all in one place: description thesaurus, character builder, story maps, scene maps, timelines, worldbuilding surveys, idea generators, templates, tutorials... all of it.

World Anvil: Provides worldbuilding templates and lets you create interactive maps, chronicles, timelines, whiteboards, family trees, charts, and interactive tables. May be a bit complicated to navigate at first, but the features are incredibly useful.

Inkarnate: This is a fantasy map maker where you can make maps for your world, regions, cities, interiors, or battles.

Miscellaneous:

750words: Helps build the habit of writing daily (about three pages). Fully private. It also tracks your progress and mindset while writing.

BetaBooks: Allows you to share your manuscript with your beta readers. You can see who is reading, how far they've read, and feedback.

Readable: Helps you to measure and improve the readability of your writing and make readers more engaged.

ZenPen: A minimalist writing page that blocks any distractions and helps improve your focus. You can make it full screen, invert the colours, and set a word count goal.

QueryTracker: Helps you find a literary agent for your book.

Lulu: Self-publish your book!

See my previous post with more:

Drop any other resources you like to use in the comments! Happy writing ❤

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My favorites stories (of 2024)

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Hi all, another year is almost over.

I wanted to take a moment to revisit some of my new favorites stories posted this year as well as some old-but-gold posts posted over the last couple years!

First, I want to put into spotlight some stories but out by authors that started out this year:

Catch! (βΓΦ) by @johnbrand

The Witch's Transformation part 1 and part 2 by @keozrb

Spare Parts by @yellowjestertfs

Personal Muscle, Uniform Included by @mrrharper

Miserable Nerd by @alphajocklover

Revenge: Jock Bro Style by @czascornertfs

The Jockrooms by @jockbroski34 (technically started in December of 2023, but...)

Some other reasonable mentions from seasoned authors this year would be:

The Silent Sentinel by @axeeglitter

Reversal Agents II: Going Back, the 2024 sequel to The Reversal Agents by @misctf

Immersive Mode™ by @artificial-transmutations

Be Kind Rewind (Fan title) by @salmonskinrolltf

americanalphajockbro.mp3 by @transform4u

3TH93USA by dumb-and-jocked (thank you for all your stories!)

AL:IV Everycop by @occamstfs

Next up are my old-but-gold favorites. Some of these authors have written dozens of stories and it was hard for me to pick just one favorite to recommend, but alas I can't make the post too long!

New Surf Instructor by @amalianetwork

Pledging the Frat by @agmsye

Mermaid Sire by @fafnir19

Construction Crew Recruitment by @bluecollarmcandtf

Well on your way (Fan title) by @bodriversblog

The Long Game by @captainmalewriter

Himbo Haunted House by @cinaedefuri2

Pills and Cubes by @deviantknight25

Rogue Muscle Drone by @dougtfs

Kristian by @fullfriendnerdpurse

Veni, vidi, vici by @guytransformedforever

Chess Rivals (Fan Title) by @hyphyphurray

Midnight Snack by @inanimatetffantasies

Pool Table by @jakelandry

Sentenced to Grow by @jd07201990

End of Shift by @joshslater (Phenomenal story, cruel and dystopian but super hot)

Making Todd by @joyfullovepirate

Get Digitized by @just-a-jock (Such a cool theme to write about. Would love to see more digitization-related stories!)

Replacing His Shirt by @mrcavanaughtf

Listen Up: Swimmer by newyoutf

The Box by @omnitf (and their many other excellent stories!)

Genieus Barber by @rakurairagnarok (Fellow Dutchie 🇳🇱)

Boxered into a promotion by @rozza22365 (I must admit it was hard to pick a favorite, haha)

Doctor's Orders by @king-craftsman

Magic Hoop by @the-tfstation

Career Day by @thetfchangingroom (One of my all-time favorites)

Oliver, the handyman by @the-volunteer-host

Terminal Boredom by @transformhim

Model Job by @octuscle

I also want to highlight that there are other good sites that also host great stories, here's some I'd recommend:

Thank me later, bro (Fan Title) by @adonker811

My Roommate Gives Me Nicknames by Derek Williams (From the good old NCMC days...)

Brothers in Arms by @idesofrevolution

Fantasy Models by Lusty Stallion

Permanent Vacation by Nameless

Won't let them change me by realhankmccoy

The Pred Policeman by RotherhamMan

Tailgating by TheBurdenBorne (originally posted on DeviantArt)

Swimming Confidence by ZacharyEverlust

If at this point you are still reading this post, thank you. Not too get too sappy but I really wanted to shine on a light on just how many amazing authors there are, some of which even still actively write stories today! Surely, there are some authors I may have forgotten but I think this is a good start!

I also want to quickly say thanks to blogs like @imsrtman, @bratboy197 for liking, reblogging, and archiving posts for everyone to keep reading. In this corner small corner of the internet where stories get taken down, authors move to different platforms, and some disappear into thin air it's nice to know not all stories are lost!

Furthermore, I want to give a special thanks @mrrharper for the good company and his tremendous help with proofreading some of my stories. As well as others in the community I have chatted with or helped archive more old stories!

Lastly, I hope this post motivates you to read and heart some of these great stories or perhaps inspire you to start writing your own!

-user2112001

[queen-of-diamonds-xo]

Broken Nails and Broken Promises

Eddie Munson x Reader

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Summary:

Where Eddie Munson comes banging down Jim Hoppers door, desperate to fix you relationship. One he truly and entirely destroyed in a single moment.

Warnings:

angst! (I tried), Slight mention of cheating! Very minor mentions of violence! Eddie pining over reader! Slight father son bond between Hop and Eddie! I think that’s it!

Word count: 1.7k

A/N: Y’all, it’s been a while! Now I know I’m late to the party however, Eddie Munson is one of my many fantasy husbands and I’ll be damned if you think I’m not going to change cannon just to bring him back. Hope y’all enjoy!

PART 2 HAS BEEN POSTED! “Shackled to you”

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Eddie Munson is a royal pain in Jim Hoppers ass. An annoying, persistent, smart ass prick. Shoplifting, DUI, petty theft, assault. You name it, Hopper has caught Eddie doing it. But to be fair, Hopper had always been soft on the boy. Usually slapping him in cuffs before circling around the block and releasing Eddie with a few choice words and threats of actual, serious consequences next time. Hopper was always met with Eddies wicked grin and a mock salute as the boy stalked into the night.

But, that little prick did help save the world, and yeah he did try to be a hero and sacrifice himself, winding him up in the hospital for three months. Which is why, when Eddie comes crashing through Hops door, at 6am, on a goddamn Sunday, Hopper was ready to strangle the curly haired devil and drop his body in the lake. But he was stopped with an exaggerated raise of Eddie's pointer finger in his face. Eddies other hand lay perched dramatically on his hip as the boy heaved, years of smoking and minimal cardio was enough to wind the poor stoner. Who moments earlier had barreled out of his van, not even bothering to turn the damn engine off. The machine wining angrily in the distance at the decision.

“Okay I fucked up. Big.” Eddie manages to wease out, his hands emphasising his words with an exaggerated flap.

“And I need your help. And! Before you say anything, please just.” He stopped, eyes wild, scanning the room, looking anywhere but at Jim. Breath coming out heavy through his notisriles, lip pulled tight between his teeth. Still pacing the worn floor his fingers fly through his thick hair, curling into a fist at the back of his scalp. The familiar burn as his rings tug the unruly strands proves enough to ground him. His eyes flick up to meet Hoppers, desperate and wild.

He pushed out an exasperated breath as he started again;

“Please just, let me explain.”

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16 hours earlier:

You has been so excited, giddy even. Staring down at your freshly manicured nails. The ends rounded into a perfect point, coated in a deep, shiny crimson. Eddies favourite colour. A striking black “E” applied so delicately to your ring nail.

You had saved for months; pocket money, coins foraged from the depths of sofas, completing odd tasks for neighbours and friends.

Griminising at the memory of deep cleaning Steve Harrintons car, a tasks that most definitely wasn’t worth the twenty bucks.

All in an effort to surprise Eddie. Your Eddie.

You two tended to have wild conversations in his trailer, legs tangled together in the sheets. Bodies entwined so perfectly it’s as though you were made just to fit with him. ‘Sculpted from the gods like clay, moulded in their image’, thats what Eddie always said. It was one night, minds fizzy with a smoke filled haze, thoughts coming and going, bouncing between each other with smiles and quiet laughter. When he grabbed your hands in his, fingers tracing so delicately over yours.

“You know what would make you, like, even more breathtaking that you already are?” The boy pondered, that wicked grin encompassing his features,

“Oh. And what would that be, pretty boy?” You queried back, the nickname causing heat to rush to Eddies cheeks. His deep eyes meeting yours as he slowly lifted your hand closer to his face. You knuckles grazing lightly over his lips as he spoke.

“I’ve always been, distracted.” He hesitated, his lip becoming trapped by his teeth; “By a girls nails, you know?”

He answered his own question before you could speak.

“The way the look.” His free hand snaking around your waist, pulling you closer, ever impossibly closer.

“The way they feel.” His breath hot in your ear sending a shock down your spine as you arched your back.

“wrapped around me, dragging down my back leaving your mark on me. Pushing into my neck.” He had to stop, eyes closing as he inhaled in your scent. Fingers curling into the soft flesh of your hip. Bodies so close, his everything encompassing yours. Twisting together into one.

“Just something that crosses my mind is all sweetheart.” He nuzzles into your neck, stumble tickling your soft skin. Mouth inching closer to your neck, the area tensing as your heartbeat crashes against your eardrums.

Yeah, that night. That was the night you made your decision and began hatching your plan.

You were going to get your nails done if it was the last thing you do. For Eddie.

Which is why when you found him, lent so casually against a pole, with Crissy fucking Cunninghma’s tounge down his throat. He left hand pressed firmly on his chest, a perfectly manicured French tip of her right grazing his cheek. One single finger nail dragging down his neck. The fucker leaning into her touch, chin lifting to grant her more access.

Well, you lost your shit. Stalking up to the pair, reaching our to practically rip the petite blondes body away from his. Shoving her away, your brain went into overdrive, letting emotion take hold. Fist flying in the air before you could even comprehend your actions, colliding hard with the left side of Crissy’s dumb, perfect face. Her body hit the ground with a hard thud, a small steam of blood flowing slowly from the girls bottom lip. You sieved in anger, letting the emotion corse through your veins.

He had tried to explain, even dropping to his knees as he pleaded, begged. Hands clasped firmly together as he tried to be heard. But you weren’t listening, angry words spitting from your mouth in a hot rage. Crissy had come to Eddie to purchase from his illicit business. The girl practically coiled herself around him, limbs encompassing his like a cobra. She had tried to convince Eddie to allower her to pay him in a other way. Before he would refuse her lips were on his, stained with strawberry lipgloss.

He didn’t want this. But he didn’t stop her. He couldn’t, feet glued in place as his brain stopped communicating with his body. And that’s how you found him. Your anger was justified, of course he knew that. But what he didn’t expect was for you to just leave, to turn on your heels and walk away, as he sits on his knees in the dust.

“Princess. Please.” He pleaded, to wrecked to even pick himself up. One arm stretching slowly in your direction. Rind glad fingers grasping at the empty pace between you.

You turn, and for a moment, the boy has hope. He looks up at you, tears falling from his darkened eyes, staining his red face with hot tears. His arm lands pathetically in his lap, waiting, hanging on your every word.

You throw something at him. The impact as patietic as he feels as the small object bounces off his chest. His eyes darting to the small, burgundy oval, tip filed to a perfect point. A crack runs through a prominent ‘E’ in dark black block font. The letter stars up at him accusingly.

“You.” You point another sharp nail in his direction, his eyes widening in surprise at the new extension. “You, Edward Muson. Are an asshole. And I never want to see your face again.”

As you walked away Eddie slammed his palm over his lips. Wiping angrily at the lingering remnants of pink sparkled lipgloss. The sweet sticky substance clinging to his skin, mocking him as the sparkles engrave themselves into the deep filberts of his jeans. His stomach twisting and throat burns as electric stomach bile rises. He spits violently, doubling over onto his hands and knees and he gags and cries. The content of his stomach landing in front of him in a wet, steaming heap. And Eddie swear he will never taste strawberries again.

Eddie tried to talk to you. If only he could explain. If only he could just see your face again, even if it’s for the last time. To touch your face, to kiss your soft lips. Ones that taste of Vanilla Coke and dark chocolate, a deep lingering of smoke cutting through all your sweetness. He called what feels like a hundred times. Even drove to your house, which he found dark and empty.

No, he needs to see you again. He needs to hear your voice. He needs to explain. To say he’s sorry.

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So that’s how Eddie ended up in Chief detective Jim Hoppers living room at 6am on a goddam Sunday morning. Pacing the floor in a chaotic and unhinged fashion, long arms flailing around him, har bouncing wild with his movements. He hadn’t slept, too caught up in his plan. His plan to get you back.

Eddie knew that if you didn’t want to interact with someone, they would never know you even existed. Which is why he also knew that words wouldn’t work in you. No, actions speak louder than words.

Jim sits in his armchair, head placed heavily in his hands. Eyes screaming at him for sleep, head pounding as Eddies words bounce around his skull. Reverberating off every bone.

As Eddies words stop, his story coming to an end. He looks at Hopper, arms pressed harsh against his sides as he waits on the older man’s reaction.

“And what exactly do you want me to do about this?” The man grunts, annoyance and fatigue evident in his tone.

For the first time in a long time, Eddies thoughts screeched to a halt. He doesn’t know. He doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t know where you are. And most importantly he doesn’t know why he even came here. Jim hoppers house of all places, to beg the older man to help him.

The feeling claws at him, the scars etched deep in his skin burn. A reminder of the battles he fought in the past. Of the people he saved, the ones he brought back, and the ones he lost along the way.

Eddies wasn’t about to lose you to.

No way.

No. Fucking. Way.

[uonlyforme24]

fantasi keluarga idaman part 2

settle sarapan aku tolong mama bersihkan meja makan....cuci pinggan cawan yang makan tadi....."adik pancut muka kakak tadi ehh sebelum sarapan..." bisik mama dari belakang ku....aku terkejut...."ehh adik tak buat punn mama..." jawab aku tersekat....mama peluk aku dari belakang terus kote aku tegang....aku jadi tak fokus nak cuci pinggan cawan...."adik jangan nak tipu....mama tak marah punn....baik ngaku....." kata mama....."betul nii mama tak marah...." kata aku...."ye sayang mama..." kata mama...."ye adik ade pancut muka kakak tadi...sorry mama adik tak sengaja....akak yang nak...." kata aku....."dah besar sayang mama niii.....jomm ikut mama masuk bilik..." kata mama...."nak buat ape mama..." kata aku hairan...."mama nak denda adikk sebab buat bende tak senonoh kpd kakak...." kata mama marah.....so settle je cuci pinggan cawan terus aku masuk bilik mama.....

masuk bilik mama....terkejut aku tengok mama tengah baring atas katil gaya seksi....kote terus tegang denyut...."adik sinii mama nak denda...." kata mama marah manja....aku pergi duduk sebelah mama diam jee...."kenape adik buat bende tak senonoh kat akak sofie..." kata mama.....aku diamm jee....mama sempat raba bonjolan kote aku...."emphhh...." aku mendesahhh......"kenape niii degil anak mama sorang niiii...." kata mama....."kalau tak tahan sangat lepaskan kat mama....jgn kat akak sofie...." kata mama...."okk mama...." kata aku....mama buka seluar aku yg tak pakai spender terus terpacak kote aku....."besar kote adikkk...." kata mama.....mama gosok kote aku atas bawah....."emphhh mama sedapppp lembut tangan mama...." aku desahhh......mama jilat hisap kote aku lagi tak keruan aku desahhh "mamaaaaa emphhh mulut mama sedapppp....

aku pegang kepala mama time kote kena hisappp.....rasa nk terpancut tapi aku tahannn......"mama stoppp adikk tk tahannnnn...." kata aku....terus mama stoppp......"adik nk pancut dah ke.....mama tak puas lagi denda adik...." kata mama sambil gosok kepala kote ku......mama baring selak kain batik suruh aku jolok pussy....aku selak baju terus hisap gigit tetek mama....."auchhh umphhh adikkk sedapppp....." mama desahhhh....."besar bulat tetek mama adik sukaaaa...." kata aku.....dah puass tetekk aku turun jilat pussy mama sampai basahhh.....mama tak henti desahhh "emphhhh adikkk sedappp adik jilattt....." mama desahhh.....dah basah aku terus jolok pussy mama mula2 slowww bile dah serasi terus jolok laju2 sampai tetek mama goyangggg......"aaaaahhhh mama ketat lagi pussy mama tak tahan adikkk...." aku desahhh......"aaaaaahhhh adikkkk kote adik sedapppp pussy mama tk tahan dahh....." mama desahh.....bunyi satu bilik desah kitaorang......syokk duk jolokk tiba2 mama terpancuttt......"aaaaaahhhh fuckkkkk adikkkk....." mama desah pancuttt.....terus kote aku tercabut dari pussy mama......geliat mama lepas pancuttt....aku jilat sedut air pussy mama rasa payau masin tapi sedapppp....aku tk puas lagi terus sambung jolokkkk......"adikkkkk aaaaahhhhhh......" desah mama kemut kuat pussy.....tak lama tuu aku rasa nak pancut.....terus aku cabut kote pancut atas muka cute mama....."aaaahhh fuckkk mamaaa" desah aku pancut muka cute mama......terkejut mama terima pancutan air mani penuh muka.....aku suruh mama hisap kote aku kasi bersihhhh....."sedappp lahh kalau kena denda macam ni selaluuuuu...." kata aku...."amboi adikk mengada ehh pulakkk...." kata mama.....aku senyummmm...."ingat lepasni buat kat mama je tauu....." kata mama....aku anggukk....settle denda terus aku masuk bilikk bersihkan diri.....

dalam bilik aku baring tiba2 notis whatsapp masuk...."ehhh u free tk harini teman i tengok wayang blh takk i tkde geng lahh....u sorang je harapan i...."

Next siapa tuuuu hehe

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