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frankieunscripted · 1 month

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My reasons to hate Drake

First things first, I'm the reales- wait, wrong theme. First of all, I would like to say this is NOT an unbiased recap, this is literally just me listing things I've hated about Drake for years. You might as well join in on the hate train. Go watch some YouTube video essays on this if you wanna know more!!! You'll find plentyyyy

Certified Pedophile ("allegedly"): Texting teen girls until they're of age and then go and date them. ew.

Cosplay Gangsta: disrespecting the culture as a whole, but especially what hiphop is about. Flexing money, cars, girls, drugs, clothes bc he never understood hiphop was never about flexing, but about being heard bc you're oppressed, about revolution. Now we got his die-hard fans running around acting like this is true rap. no. "You don't know nun bout dat!"

Culture Vulture: jumping from trend to trend in order to make it "his own", faking accents that he has no business playing with and dropping them as soon as he's done with this specific type of genre bc it's not trendy anymore. Adapting whole "personas" around this, instead of just merely collabing with other artists. Jamaican and African accents are just 2 examples here.

Blackness: Drake never really got out of his acting career. Back on DeGrassi he was acting as a high school jock. Now he's acting like a tough black guy who's from the streets and knows what it's like to be down bad, when this was never his life. Lil Wayne warned him to never change and act tough just bc he would sign to Weezy's label where the rappers were predominantly "gangsta type dudes". And what did Drizzy do? He's acting all tough and "outta dem streets". He's clearly overcompensating for not feeling black enough (I've already reblogged 2 posts about this, pls see these for further context). Drake's mad for not being referred to as a rapper who speaks on being black, when in reality the black experience was never of topic in any of his songs. He also doesn't give back to the community.

Lil Wayne: Drake had relations with fellow rapper Lil Wayne's gf (she actually was of age, ayoooo!) while Wayne was away in prison. Wayne got word of the fact his gf was cheating on him with the young guy he signed under his label and was pissed. Drake, in an effort to smooth out the situation, got Wayne's face tattooed on his arm. Say what you will about portrait tattoos, but this story is just so fucking typical Drake. How the fuck do you think this is gonna help anyone?

Validation: Drake donates money in the music video for God's Plan, only to earn more money with that video/song than he donated in the first place. He felt good about donating and then never did that shit again.

Numbers: As a great man once said: "Crack fiends bought 10 million rocks, that don't mean it's good. It don't mean nothing." (As you can imagine, that man was 2Pac). And with that I say that proving your worth in the industry by numbers don't mean a lot. It means you and your team figured out the market and started producing stupid, vapid, but terribly long albums to maximize streaming numbers, automatically bumping up your place in the industry. This is about quantity, not quality - good rap/ hiphop was never about that. Drake actively validates his music and status with his fame, money and streams and neither him nor his fans seem to get that says nothing about the artistic value of his music. "Numbers lie too, fuck your pride, too!" (I mean really, Baby Shark has 14 Billion views on YouTube - you think that's REAL artistry, Mister Aubrey?)

Cocky Ass Bitch: I would be okay with a lot of his music if Drake just knew his fucking place. He went pop ages ago, but still people (including himself) refer to him as a rapper - no even, as THE rapper, placing him in the Top 3. Sometimes I feel like y'all do this, just to piss me off personally. Apart from everything else wrong with Drake, there's nothing wrong with liking music like his persé. Not everyone likes conscious/ deep stuff and sometimes, when you with the homies, you just wanna chill and listen to something "mindless" - MIND you, I'm not looking down on "non-conscious" rap, I'm just saying not every artist has to be woke/ deep all the time and some "empty" party anthem about girls, fashion, cars and alcoholism is fun at times. These party anthems deserve their place. And a child actor turned rapper turned POP STAR is valid in my books - just not if it's Drake. Apropos cockiness: The dude compares himself multiple times to Michael Jackson and while that got a few good lines out of him, I believe it's close to fucking blasphemy. Drake and MJ on the same pedastal. I mean sure, questionable stuff happening with kids, both of them wildly successful in their industry (mind you, streaming like today wasn't around back then and many of the numbers cannot be compared), but one of them a real talent and the other one some guy who more or less made it as an industry plant. "I can dance like Michael Jackson? / I'd argue your skills really lack, son!" (okay sorry, I know, that was corny as fuck xD) Dude is flexing with numbers instead of poetic abilities -

About the art itself:

Ghostwriters: "What poetic abilities?", I hear you ask - Yeah, don't think I forgot! Best believe I been cooking this one. There's evidence for Drake having ghostwriters - which on its own is fine, don't believe every star writes every single bar on their own. My problem with this is, that Drake keeps his cocky attitude, even though many of his hits aren't really Aubrey-written and also many ghostwriters never get their credit (this is why they're called "ghostwriters", I know that this is not something specific to Drake, but slapping one more name on the credits ain't that hard, when you're worth a billion bucks already). This is the rap equivalent of flexing your homework when you know DAMN WELL copied it off of your best friend and did nothing for that success. I guess his song Right Hand wasn't about a romantic interested after all, but the dudes who been writing it!

STOLEN SHIT: Why in hell is no one mentioning this on here? Drake is KNOWN for stealing other artists' verse metres (referred to as "flows", y'all tumblr, idk how much you guys do know, okay?), melodies, whole beats, samples or verses in general. In no other studio would you see mentions of a "reference track" concerning songwriting. They take a song as reference and build around it as they construct a beat. There's PLENTY of evidence for this happening, one story really had me baffled, where a young indie-rapper met Drake in the early 2010s, gave him his CD to listen to and a whopping 5 years later the indie-rapper realizes Drake just fucking stole his entire song (a really personal one at that) on his latest album back then. Being indie, of course the guy had little to no means of fighting back with lawyers or anything, man's was working a 9to5 job and had other stuff going on. Before you wanna argue with me though: YES. There is a difference between stealing and paying hommage. One famous example is Drake biting Eminem's Superman flow on Chicago Freestyle: "But I do know one thing though/ Bitches, they come, they go/ Saturday through Sunday, Monday / Monday through Sunday, yo/ Maybe I'll love you one day/ Maybe we'll someday grow". The only good thing Drake ever did was changing Em's "Bitches" to "Women" on his song. Other than that: exact same few bars. This is a hommage. Why? Because Eminem, that's why. You can pay hommage to great, well-known artists with good bars. It takes a common ground of knowledge from artist to audience to make a hommage like this work. That can go well. Kendrick copies the flow of a Kanye West song on HiiiPower and it works just fine because you listen to either of the song and think: "Ah yeah exactly, that one part, okay, I see you." You don't pay hommage to a small, unknown, indie-rapper by copying his whole verse about his Mom, when you would never say stuff like that on your records before. You don't, because it wouldn't work. None of your listeners would understand the innuendo at all, because no one ever heard of the "great guy you'd be paying hommage to". So shut up.

Music: It's just not that good. Like yeah, he had a few bangers, but let's not exaggerate. Artistically Drake does not offer anything. If he ever did, he probably left all of that on the first few albums he still rapped on. His delivery sucks, his singing voice sounds like he's tryna be The Weeknd at times but isn't. The lyrics aren't special. What the fuck?

Euphoria: Even before getting deeper into hiphop, I've always hated the way Drake presents himself. When Kendrick said: "I hate the way that you walk, talk, dress" I felt that. I hate the way he "raps", the way he drags his words, the way he laughs, the way he "sings". Just a whole lotta shit I dislike about the guy.

Sneak Dissing: If you want beef then get in line, don't just kinda allude to it, you weak ass bitch

SENSITIVE ASS BITCH: I love a man who's in tune with his feelings but Drake being the cosplaying gangsta clown he is, acts like he's all tough when in reality, you can't really say shit to him, cause he "can't let this shit slide, ay".

Kendrick's Control Verse drops - a verse calling out multiple rappers saying Kendrick will come for them in friendly competition for the crown of being the best. Drake was mentioned. Everyone thinks it's kinda cool and goes along. Drake is mad. In an interview he basically said he found it fake because the next time he saw Kendrick "it was all love" and that he wanted it "to be real. Let it be real then". Okay crodie, next time you get called out in a fair rap competition, best believe I'll sock you in your fucking throat, I gotchu.

The Weeknd doesn't sign to Drake's label OVO after working with Drake for a while. Drake is mad again and feels betrayed. Why you gotta be like this?

Kendrick says that he doesn't wanna collab with Drake because their music is too different, not because of anything personal. He just doesn't see it happen in the near future because it would not match artistically. Drake gets mad.

Drake stopped beefing with Pusha T back in the day. Probably because he exposed his son. But still, if you want beef, then clean up your plate, bc you eat what you order and dont't just start to "let this shit slide, ay"

("allegedly") being involved in XXXTentacion's passing back in 2018 over beef. This beef started because of the flow of X's popular song Look at Me!, which Drake stole shortly after letting X know his management would contact him about a possible collab. As you can imagine, X was never contacted by Drake's people. The kid was 20 years old, man. He said some outrageous shit at times, but no one deserves to go out like he did.

Also, the famous DMX ("Y'all gon make me lose my mind!") once said in an interview that he'd like to punch Drake in the face and I support that. Kendrick and his homies laughed at the clip - as did everybody else, cause it's hilarious if a beast and a legend of hiphop hates Drake. Drake was mad at Kendrick laughing about it and not taking it seriously. What did he expect? Should Kendrick have went after DMX and made him apologize for what he said about lil Aubrey? How old are you? 5?

Drake gets mad at a lot of shit - bottom line. I could go on and on, but I've been writing this for hours, it's half past 3 am and I wanna sleep after uni and work, y'all.

DURING THE DISS-ERTATION: this section is about shit Drake did during the beef with Kendrick.

Saying Kendrick's Like That verse was weak af. That's your core response? Someone flames you and people are already throwing ass to the mere sound of it and you think: "Huh, that sucked anyway." Pathetic.

Calling Kendrick short (over and over and over again) as if his height is under his control/ his fault? - as if that takes way from Kendrick's skill, Kendrick's allegations againt Drake! - as if that means ANYTHING AT ALL to people over the age of like... 12?

Going after anybody's family in the first place. I know nothing is really "off-limits" in a rap battle like this, but please have the fucking decency. Don't mention my Momma, my kids, my dog, my fam, my friends who ain't got nothing to do with the fact that I hate you. I will say I am not proud of Kendrick for getting down on that level himself - but I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy Meet The Grahams and the sheer panic it induced. And sometimes I gotta be a little childish and yell "But Aubrey started ittt!"

Hitting on Whitney in The Heart Part 6. Don't go for another man's treasure, you absolute dog. Accusing Whitney of being unfaithful. My friend, this beef is about us (the Culture) hating you and the things you do. Stop trying to shift this into something it is not.

Reacting to diss tracks via instagram stories and memes, like he's that one popular girl in 7th grade who's gotta clap back to something someone said in school on her IG. Shut up.

Calling The Weeknd and his manager gay. Are we not over homophobia yet? Being queer is not an insult. Also falsely "accusing" people of being gay is uncool as fuck - but oh "You don't know nun bout dat!" bc false accusations are basically everything you do - and also possibly outing someone like that is fucking hurtful as shit. I know the people involved are probably not queer at all, but if they were - period.

Using AI in a song at all. Drake, you already proved you suck. Don't force it down our throats. What part of you thought it would make you look good? What part said it would be good to do in a diss track, when the world knows diss tracks are even more a show of capability than other songs. Nah, you go and use AI. Idc about your "mind games": Using AI Snoop Dogg is just weird as fuck cause the Doggy is still well and alive - if you want him to feature on your song, call the legend and ask hi- oh wait, you knew he woulda said "Aww hell nah!" cause everyone hates you? Huh. Snoop probably woke up one day, hit a blunt and asked "When the FUCK did I collab with Drake?". Anyway, using AI 2Pac is straight up disrespectful, when you know damn well the guy would've hated you if he knew who you'd become. Just doing this because it's 2Pac, because you can and not even asking for permission of Pac's people is crazy. Glad the shit was taken down anyways.

The 8 Mile "Airing Out Your Dirty Laundry"-Trick before the big battle does NOT invalidate future claims on you diddling kids. No. Not even if 2Pac says it first. Nah.

His Damage Control Effort in post to make it seem like/make us believe that he's in control, when Kendrick has been bodying him is hilariously embarrassing. Anyone can claim the mole was fake "all along" after it happened.

Making fun of Kendrick for his verse on Taylor Swift's Bad Blood is just stupid. Look at all the features Drake does. Rihanna, BadBunny, DJ Khaled, Future, PartyNextDoor, Lil Wayne, Diddy, Nicki Minaj, Wizkid, ..... the list is so fucking long (I'm just picking at random songs at this point, cause I do not want my browser/spotify history to be associated with Drake's music. I don't wanna go out of my way to say he NEEDS these people to stay relevant but let's face it: His discography and his success would be different if it weren't for them

Acting like he's so great for "finally making Kendrick rap again" - Sir, you don't write your shit on your own, stfu. You don't invest time and effort into your vapid albums. YOU should be thankful for Kendrick destryoing you, giving us the best few lines out of you in a long time.

Not addressing important shit. We been over the allegations, I will not repeat them in this post cause this is already long enough. BUT y'all on the same page as me, aight? Instead of addressing EVERYTHING, he just responds with diss tracks that aren't terrible but really not THAT good, yk? Not going into the shit that we want to se addressed.

Acting like disstracks need replay value. Idk if this is a Drake or a fanbase problem, but people really act like Drake's tracks were better, bc you can listen to them more casually. "Kendrick basically made a whole song about Drake" - THIS IS WHAT A DISS TRACK SHOULD BE! Notice how we don't call every song containing a diss immediately a "diss track"? That's why. Diss tracks were meant to hit your opponent in the stomach with witty bars, double entendres, nice delivery and good production. Diss tracks weren't meant to be club bangers - bonus if they do end up being some though, looking at you, Like That and Not Like Us.

Not reading into stuff properly or just not listening. This is a small one, but ngl I hate the fact they got the Mother I Sober reference wrong (The song is NOT about Kendrick being abused, BUT about Kendrick not being abused and his Mom NOT believing him and passing her sa trauma onto him, even though he didn't experience that). Also Kendrick explicitly says "DOT, the money, power, respect / The last one is better" on Like That and Drakes response (again) is "Huh, I have way more money than you and in the industry, I'm way more powerful than you. Also, you so short tihhihi." BITCH he SAID respect was the most important of the three and you disrespect him, not by calling him out by his wrong doings but by picking on physical features the man cannot change like a 5th grade bully.

Anyways. phew. If you made it this far... wow. I'm impressed. I'll keep updating this. Thanks for coming to my beef talk.

EDIT: Thank y'all for the positive reactions on this post. If you seek more info/ want me to further explain stuff/ have even more dirt on Drake, let me know and we can work something out. -Frankie out

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folkloresthings · 10 months

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BECAUSE I LIKED A BOY / CL16.

in which the world’s favourite pop princess becomes tangled in the life of a certain formula one driver, flipping her entire world upside down.

( charles leclerc x singer!au )

track one: lonesome. track two: fast times. track three: nonsense. track four: opposite. track five: how many things. track six: bad for business.

✩⡱ warnings: nope

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it was finally here. the weekend of the final grand prix in abu dhabi, the end of another season of racing. you’d had your flight booked for weeks, but you hadn’t decided what you were going to do with it. all of your contemplating had made you late to the airport, having to rush through the terminal just in time to make the flight. and even then, thousands of miles in the air, you kept wanting to turn back.

you wanted charles, that much you knew. but you didn’t want to get hurt again, you were sure your heart was running out of bandaids.

no one knew you were here, besides lewis. he had helped you sneak in and out of the hotel, and into the paddock, without being caught. you didn’t want to let anyone know you were here, considering you might still change your mind at the last second.

but then it was sunday, before you knew it, and you were donning a red ferrari cap as you waited the race prep out in lewis’ driver’s room. every so often, you got the sudden urge to get up and run away, far far away. your heart was racing — maybe charles had changed his mind since you last spoke. three months was a long time, long enough to find someone else.

the race began and you watched it intently on the screens, biting at your fingernails every time charles rounded another corner. come the final lap, your feet were carrying you out to the paddock, away from the mercedes hut and towards ferrari. the crowd erupted nearby, charles crossing the finish line in P2. your heart swelled with a thrill, happiness for him filling you. a podium on the last race, something he’d spoken of time and time again.

you squeezed yourself through the celebrating ferrari employees, right to the front of the fence, watching as charles’ car pulled into it’s space after the cool down lap. you pulled the hat off, hoping your hair on show would catch his attention better. his fist pumped as he clambered out of the car, pulling off of his helmet and beaming at the crowds.

by instinct he moved to run towards the group all in red, the usual celebrations waiting to follow. but the monegasque driver stopped, his eyes stuck in the middle of the group. on you. you had come — you had actually come. charles could have pinched himself, sure he could never have gotten so lucky.

you felt your mouth run dry, unable to read his expression from where he was standing. everyone around you carried on celebrating, but the two of you were frozen. you smiled a little, shoulder shrugging with a slight chuckle. and when he smiled back at you, you knew.

you knew this was where you were meant to be.

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writers note: i was THIS 🤏 close to her not getting on the plane

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pansyfemme · 7 months

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jude + he/him + nineteen

COMMISSION ME

FTM, fem/femme, faggot, fat boy, colorfreak and general rainbow lover. I’m a visual artist (cartoonist, sculptor, painter, etc,) currently in art school, have a special interest in twee pop, and i make transgender penis jokes on the internet. Stay weird with it always, yknow?

Art: @fagboyfriend

Twee/Indie Pop blog : @upforabit

selfies are under: #Jude pansyfem irl

putting a short faq under cut bc. i get the same questions a lot. check it before you ask about my icon or header or anything

faq:

How long have you been on T/How do you have a beard at 19? I came out at 12 years old, started blockers at 14 and HRT later that same year, and had top surgery at 17, making me 5 years on t and 2.5 years post op.

What show/game/comic is your icon from? its a cropped version of the album cover of the 1999 album “shake the pounce” by vancouver based twee pop band Gaze. It’s a favorite album of mine as well as just a cool little guy i like a lot

Where is your header from? a painting i did in gouache a year or two ago and thought would make a nifty header.

Oh come on, you’re not unboyfriendable! “unboyfriendable” has been my title for about three years now on account of it being a lyric from a song that means a lot to me, “all my little words” by the magnetic fields. EDIT: i am. in fact, boyfriendable, it seems. this has been brought to my attention recently. slight adjustments needed to be made but i carry on the legacy <3 (yes he’s cute)

How do I refer to you? Actually, i don't get this question a lot, and I shouldn't, since this info is both in my pinned above and in my bio. But a lot of people still seem awful confused. I am male. FTM. I use He/Him pronouns and masculine terms with the exception of compliments like 'pretty' and all that. I am not nonbinary, and do not like to be referred to gender neutrally. I simply am a trans man who enjoys gender non conformity and cross-dressing.

Are you Bi or Gay? this world is full of beauty. im queer. take that how you will. I like hot people but especially like pretty men. <- guy who will not shut up about his very pretty boyfriend

What style are you wearing/where do you get your clothes? I started by wearing my personal version of the japanese fashion subculture Decora Kei. My decora became a bit messy and grungy, and while i do still identify as a decora boy and wear full coords from time to time, i consider myself now someone who enjoys colorful fashion and takes influence from 90s harajuku fashion, punk subcultures, drag and other campy fashion. I shop a variety of places, but a lot of my stuff is from Kei Collective or Candy Trap.

What is Twee/Do you Make Music? Twee is a music genre I developed a special interest in a few years back. It's a style of indie pop that originated after the UK rise of the famous c86 compilation tape in the late eighties, and was developed with a focus on low-fidelity, diy sound combined with upbeat, bubblegum-y pop sentiments and a naive, childlike outlook. It's both cute and somewhat rough around the edges. I do not make music, and don’t hold any musical skill. I’m just a major fan.

Do you take commissions? Yeah, Info above!

Can you boost/reblog this post for me? This is a tough answer, i know, but if we are not mutuals, or I do not know you, I cannot do that for you. My reasoning being that I have been baited by very similar asks in the past that turned out to be scams, and I do not want to take the risk of spreading misinformation or scams now that I have a much larger following. I do my best to spread stuff that ends up on my dash and/or I can factcheck, but if I do not have that, I will be wary, considering my past interactions.

Can we be friends/Can I DM you? Anyone is welcome to send me a message of any type at any time, unless I have those settings changed, in which case i likely have it off short term, because i experience fairly regular transphobic harassment and i find it the best way to protect myself. However, just understand that I am a stranger on the internet. I don't always want to continue every conversation, and I'm not online all the time. I have all push notifications for tumblr turned off, including asks and dms, because it's much better for my mental health to be able to opt out of tumblr the moment I close the app. So, if i don't respond, i'm probably just doing something else or didn't see your message.

Do you have a DNI? I haven't in a long time, due to it being pretty frequently ignored and my following count growing to the point i can't really control that anymore. I can and will block people, but i feel my opinions are made fairly clear through what I post here.

#Bandcamp

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fabled-fiction · 1 year

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Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder (Hobie Brown x Spider!Reader)

Summary: When Hobie hasn’t seen you in a while, he starts to come to the realization that he might be missing you for the wrong reasons. So when you come back, all those feelings reasons come bubbling up to the surface.

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: MINOR SPIDERVERSE SPOILERS

A/N: This kinda took a mind of its own, but I LOVED writing every second of it. Hope you enjoy it!! ☺️

Request by @its-me-ig-101: I was wondering if I could request for you to write a fluff Hobie Brown x GN reader, where the reader visits Hobie in his universe, or reverse? (Kind of like what Gwen does)

It had been 127 days since he last saw you,

14 since you last spoke.

It wasn’t like he was counting or anything. Nah…no he was completely able to be his own person. I mean, he had a whole Earth to protect as Spiderman.

But if he was being honest with himself, he didn’t think four months apart would take such a toll on him.

You both were just always together. It didn’t cross his mind that there could be more than two to three days of you being away…from him especially. Gwen always joked about how quickly you both became so close so quickly. How Hobie was usually a steel trap and you were the key.

And he couldn’t even visit you! You were away on Spider business! Miguel had you consistently going after anomalies. It didn’t help that you had an insanely good success rate. Hell! Hobie couldn’t remember the last time you didn’t catch one of the anomalies!

“I’m sure they’ll be back soon! This is the ultimate test before the big question! Will their relationship prevail over this unexpected test?!”

Pavitr placed his hand on his chest, spinning around before collapsing onto Hobie's bed, where he was currently lounging. His fingers fiddled with his watch, flicking through all the channels. Maybe if he clicked on the right one, he would end up on the Earth where you were. Miguel had stopped telling him what Earth you were visiting, knowing he would just tag along. But Hobie could come up with something on the fly, he didn’t give a damn at this point if Miguel was pissed at him for interrupting your mission.

He would like to see him try and keep you from him any longer at this point.

“Hello, Earth to Hobie. Hey!”

Catching the plush that Gwen had thrown at him, he huffed and sat up. Pav smiled when he caught a glimpse at Hobie’s watch, and the roulette wheel of universes were still going.

“ Dude, they’re fine! (Y/N) is like…an invincible spider.”

“You know why he’s being more quiet than usual! He’s realizing he’s in looove. Our Hobie is head over he-” A well shot pillow from Hobie landed Pavitr on the floor.

“Am I not allowed to miss a friend? I remember ‘ow upset you were whenever you’d talk ‘bout Miles.” He scoffed, crossing his arms. He smirked when he saw how red Gwen’s face got.

“Ooooh we’re starting to enter the grumpy Hobie stage!” Pav shot up into a sitting position, this time dodging the second pillow that he had thrown.

Scoffing, he waved his hand at them as he pulled his phone out of his pant pocket. Unlocking it, he scrolled through his photo album and sighed.

They always teased him like this when he was down in the dumps. It had just been more recent as of late, seeing as you were rising in the ranks. Meaning you were gone more and more.

That also meant your friendship was tested more and more. He had noticed the change, he wasn’t completely blind to his emotions. He had noticed that as of late whenever you were gone he got a bit more snippy, and a bit more cynical-well more cynical than usual. Some had even told him that his color seemed more drained the longer and longer you were away.

This time had just been the longest. But it was also the most eye opening.

It's odd how you don’t notice how consistent someone is in your life until they’re gone.

He was mindlessly scrolling with a thousand yard stare off into the distance, when his phone suddenly anchored him back to reality.

Specifically your text tone.

Flicking to his messages, he felt his heart rate pick up.

(Y/N): heey! im finally back!! i missed you (cry emoji) (heart emoji)

Before his head could reminisce on the heart emoji and brew up any meaning behind it, he heard Pav gasp. Quickly looking up from his phone, he saw Pav squeal in excitement and Gwen chuckle as she shook her head.

“Look at him G! Do you see how much brighter he is? Ugh! Our boy has it bad.”

Sliding off his bed, he grabbed his bag and mask. Both Gwen and Pavitr could see that there was some pep in his step as he slung the bag over his shoulder. Fastening his web shooters on, he slid his mask into his pocket before entering your Earth into his watch.

“Oh oh! Where you heading Hobie? Thought we were having some serious bro time!”

Flicking them off, Hobie felt the portal open below him. Glancing through, he could see the flickering lights of your Earth.

“Piss off.”

Jumping through the portal, Hobie braced himself as he felt a quick rush before landing on your bed. The flickering and crackling of the portal remained only for a second before it snapped shut, dropping everything in the room along with its departure.

You stood in the opposite corner of the room, barely even unpacked. Your bag sat at the foot of your desk, unzipped with some of your clothes spilling out. You must’ve just texted him, because you were still in your spider suit…with one of his jumpers on.

Turning around, a smile spread across your face in an instant. Whatever you were doing was soon abandoned as you ran towards him. He was quick to stand, enveloping you in his frame. Feeling your aura mix with his, as he buried his nose into your hair felt nice. It awoke whatever nerves that had gone into hibernation after your departure, activating his senses once more.

Because he became highly aware of how right when you entered his arm, the hairs on yours stood under your suit. Your heart rate calmed but also picked up. Hell, he could even feel the blood rush to your cheeks as you buried your head into his chest.

“You really did miss me aye?” He teased, pulling you back by your shoulders to get a good look at his face.

“Mmm, only like…thiiiiiiis much.” Holding up two fingers, he watched as you held them close together and very very slowly pulled them apart.

“Oh wow, and here I was in absolute agony.” He hummed, sitting on the edge of your windowsill.

“Oh really?” You laugh, leaning over him. He looked up at you, nodding as he placed his hands in his pocket.

“Absolutely, almost died.”

Watching you laugh was something he knew he needed. It wasn’t too hard, at least for him. Your back and forth quips and teases were something that usually ended in you laughing or him chuckling. Inside jokes and knowing stares were usually exchanged to test the waters whenever others were around. It happened so often people usually felt excluded whenever you were both in each other's presence.

It was something he didn’t know he could miss.

“Wanna go for a swing?”

Watching the way your eyes lit up, he knew he had his answer.

Slipping his mask on, he was quick to open your window. He knew you were right behind him as he swung into action.

This was a dance you both did whenever you visited his world, swinging between buildings and each other. Finding ways to play off the others webbing and moves.

He loved watching you swing and flip. Hearing you laugh as you gave him a heart attack with how close you’d like to fall before yanking yourself back up into the air.

He felt a rush of similar emotions in the two weeks of you going dark. Whenever it was just him alone in his room, his mind would wander. He knew that if anything had happened he would have been the first told, both a blessing and a curse. But it still didn’t stop him from…worrying.

When did his worry for you become such a crutch?

Reaching to your normal hang out, what was atop your Statue of Liberty (which was still bronze here on your earth), both of you sat atop her torch. With shoulders touching, he watched as you leaned back and looked at your city.

“So, how many anomalies did you catch on this little spree of yours?”

With a big sigh you ripped your mask off and stuffed it into your-no, his jacket pocket. Bringing a knee to your chest you placed your cheek on it as you looked at him.

“Twelve. Probably the most in a row.”

Tisking, he leaned back on his hands now as he also took his mask off.

“Wow, remember which ones?”

“Most of them were Vultures. They were the only ones that could reach the portals that opened in their respective worlds. I might as Miguel if I can take a break though.”

That piqued his interest. But he didn’t show a reaction, in fact he just hummed and watched as you put your forehead to rest on your knees.

“I appreciate how much Miguel…trusts me to keep the multiverse intact, I really do. I went through hell with his stupid tests in order to get into the Spider Society and its…its lead me to meet some of my favorite people but recently I've been more Spider than Person…”

Hobie sat up now, putting his elbows on his knees and smirking. He knew what you needed to hear in this moment. He knew you like the back of his hand, in the year that you two have gotten to know each other it is safe to say he almost knows you better than he knows himself. The same could probably be said about you knowing him.

“Favorite people aye? Where do I fall on that list?”

Watching you lift your head to give him a quick glance, a small smile graced your lips before you lifted your head fully to clear your throat.

“Atleast top…let's say ten? There's a lot of competition BB.” You chuckle

“Oh yea? That jumper you’re wearing says otherwise.”

Your eyes grew almost as wide as the lenses on your mask as you looked down. Your hands gripped the edge of the jacket for a moment before shoving into the pockets.

“Oh I uh…yea I dunno what to say…”

The gears were turning in your head, he could tell. Something was brewing.

“..y’know I didn’t even realize I had packed this until I was subconsciously putting it on the first night. I'm being dead serious when I tell you I only ever took it off whenever I was about to go into battle…I didn’t wanna ruin it.”

He smiled to himself listening to your words. Something similar to what was brewing in your head was brewing in his chest.

These past few months, more specifically the past two weeks where you couldn’t contact him, there was a confession building. Words that were just waiting in the dark until he was at his most vulnerable to come into the light were bubbling up in his throat. The only thing keeping them from spilling right at this very moment was the seal of his lips.

It was nice, having you back. But all these realizations that he was having just in these last few days, especially now in these moments he was sharing with you, told him all he needed to know.

Especially with those words that you had just said to him, he knew his realization was not far from out of the blue.

“ Y’know those two weeks were you went dark were ‘ell. Pav and Gwendy were up my arse the entire time. It irked me how well they read me those two weeks..”

Watching you grow still and turn towards him, and sighed before turning towards you as well.

“I'm sorry about that Hobbie…my communicator died and Miguel told me I wasn’t allowed a new one until I finished my assignment. Which made everything so much harder to do since I had to wait for texts from Lyla and code instead of her just being able to talk me through it.”

“I knew it ‘ad to be somethin outta your control…and I also had a keepsake that ‘elped me keep my cool.”

Pulling back his cuffs, an array of bracelets both woven and made were on both of his wrists. They were all yours, but ones you hadn’t seen in a while and ones you were sure you had left on your desk before you had left.

What he couldn’t show you was the shirt he had of yours that was also on his pillow. He had it for the same reason he was sure you had his jacket for the entire trip…

Though it was starting to lose your scent.

There was a comfortable silence, at least he hoped there was. He could barely tell based off the thumping of his heart…

When he finally made eye contact with you, he saw a dopey smile on your face. It made him smile too. No matter how long you two were apart, no matter how raw the two of you got it never changed anything.

Well, he hoped nothing would change after what he was about to do.

Hobie wasn’t scared of a lot, practically nothing. But you scared the ever loving shit out of him. Both with all the stunts that you pulled and just the way you made him feel. He used to be this hardass corruptor but now? He wasn’t sure what he was without you.

“Hey Hobie..”

“Yea?”

“You should totally kiss me right now.”

“Yup.”

His hand fit perfectly on the crook of your neck, and so did his lips with yours.

Whatever you were feeling spilled into him, and he with you. A full year's worth of pent up emotion exploded into the kiss as he seemingly took your breath away. In recent months he could only imagine how your lips would feel against his, but it was nothing compared to what he was experiencing right now. Yours and his molded together in a flurry of silken passion, fitting together perfectly just like he knew they would.

Your hands found their place resting on his cheeks, just as his found theirs. With one resting on your neck and the other finding its way onto your side to pull you close. So close that he could feel the drum of your heart match his when your chests collided.

He wanted to curse whatever being made it so that the human body needed oxygen. When you pulled away his lips followed yours in chase, and it wasn’t until you held his face in place so that your bruised lips could take in a breath. Your finger ran over his bottom lip, playing with his lip ring as he panted in time with you.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that…how..how being away from you for so long made me realize that's all I’ve ever wanted to do.”

“I ‘ave an idea.”

His hand that rested on the edge of your neck came around to hold your throat, with his fingers resting on your pulse.

It was going a mile a minute just like his.

#hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #x reader #across the spiderverse #marvel x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse x reader #into the spider verse #spiderman x reader #spiderpunk x reader #spider punk #spider!reader

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ldrfanatic · 4 months

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Theodore Nott "13"

Theo Nott; Taylor Swift; A cohesive mini-fic series following my favorite songs from every Taylor Swift album as follows;

synopsis - amidst the turmoil of your final years at hogwarts, you found your heart intertwined with theodore nott's. despite the darkness looming, your love for each other bloomed like a rare flower. but destiny, ever fickle, seemed determined to tear you apart.

chapters are based off of my favorite taylor swift songs from each album :)

Series Title: "13"

chapter list

1 i just wanna know you better | "everything has changed" from the Red album

2 you might still have me | "should've said no" from the Fearless album

3 love made me crazy | "don't blame me" from the Reputation album

4 sitting in the corner i haunt | "right where you left me" bonus track from the Evermore

5 the night i nearly lost you | "the great war" from the Midnights album

6 i think your house is haunted | "seven" from the Folklore album

7 when the sun came up | "out of the woods" from the 1989 album

8 that's my whole world | "miss americana & the heartbreak prince" from the Lover album

9 kiss in cars and downtown bars | "cardigan" from the Folklore album

10 wherever you stray, i'll follow | "willow" from the Evermore album

11 if you'd say you'd rather love than fight | "story of us" from the Speak Now album

12 so casually cruel | "all too well" from the Red Taylor's Version album

13 i had the time of my life | "long live" from the Speak Now album

14 screw me up forever | "suburban legends" from the 1989 Taylor's Version album

15 golden | "daylight" from the Lover album

A/N - if you're gonna read this prepare to cry

#slytherin #slytherin boys #theodore nott #theo nott #theo nott x reader #theodore nott x reader #taylor swift fanfiction

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moonsidesong · 9 months

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@14-crush made its first post five years ago today. making this silly little thing changed my life in a way i dont think i ever couldve expected... even though i cant go back to the way things were when i was 15, im so glad it's still loved. thank you. <3

also a redraw of this art from 2019 :) i've gotten a lot better since making this but this old thang is still special to me.

i don't listen to much snail's house anymore (mostly because lo-fi isnt really my jam so much these days haha) but i went back and listened to Scenery (the album the lyric in this drawing is from) and it was a little nostalgic in a way...

#14 crush #splatoon #moonsideart #2023

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vettelsvee · 2 months

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WELCOME TO MY TORTURED DRIVERS DEPARTMENT (LITTLE MIX'S VERSION)

a formula 1 short stories compilation about my favourite drivers based on each little mix song

my tortured drivers department masterlist

IMPORTANT INFO YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW!

this compilation will include short stories about sebastian vettel, lewis hamilton, fernando alonso, oscar piastri, mick schumacher, lando norris, george russell, carlos sainz, max verstappen and charles leclerc.

these works will be driver x reader or driver x fem!oc, and will contain smau, first and third pov, smut and au, mostly. however, i'm open to any topic!

we will be doing an album every week or every two weeks. to choose each album, i'll post a first poll about a certain artist, and then i'll post another poll asking you exactly which album do you want me to post about. ¡! each poll will have de duration of 24 hours, which means we'll need two days to choose an album

i'll try to post as much as i can. however, i'm a uni student and my schedule can change a lot. for this reason, i apologize in advance. also, english is not my first language, so there can be mistakes (feel free to let me know about them!)

taglist is open for all of you who want to join me in my very own tortured drivers department! just let me know in the comments of this post or each artists post!

DNA

SALUTE

GET WEIRD

GLORY DAYS

LM5

CONFETTI

BETWEEN US

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dancingtotuyo · 16 days

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drabble. love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears

Woman | Joel Miller x Female Reader

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Chapter Summary: some days, the fear still lingers.

Tags: Joel Miller X Female Reader. Age Gap (13/14 years). HBO Characters. Mostly cannon compliant for show & game. Timeline is changed.

Chapter Warnings: anxiety, panic attack, hurt & comfort

Notes: yeah I saw that picture too and it sparked a bunch of inspiration.

Words: 787

Series Masterlist | Author Masterlist | Playlist

Peace is hard to come by in this world. Even within the protected walls of Jackson, it alludes you with ease, but you manage to find small pockets of it. As your life has changed, as you’ve grown these past couple of years, it’s easier to come by. Joel’s hand in yours on your evening walks. Mornings spent in his arms. Pancake breakfasts with your kids. Ellie’s continued fascination with everything new. The rise and fall of Carter’s chest as he sleeps, limbs spread like a starfish. Willa’s head on your chest. Joel’s soft snores. It’s so easy now, lulling you into a false sense of security.

It hits you without warning from time to time, the fear of losing everything again. You can be standing in the kitchen laughing at a joke and that little voice echoes that it’s only a matter of time before the hundredth shoe of your life drops. Sometimes you can push it away, diving back into the moment, but not always.

Joel seems to sense it if he’s around, the tense of your shoulders, the glaze of your eyes, and the way you still. That’s what happens tonight with Carter chatting on at the kitchen table as he colors and Willa cooing contently as she plays with her newly discovered hands in a laundry basket as you chop vegetables.

Joel’s hand covers yours, guiding you to safely set the knife down. His callused finger traces your hairline from forehead to your ear. “What do you need, Sweetheart?”

You feel his warmth so close, yet giving you the space you need. Your mouth’s gone dry. You repeat the words in your head. You need to get outside. You need to move. You need to be alone. “Walk,” is all you manage to get out.

“Alone?”

“Yeah…”

“Go. I’ve got things covered here.”

You nod, moving instantly toward the front door. You hear Carter ask where you’re going but you feel far removed from it all.

Only once you’re at the farthest point from the houses, at the edge of the cattle fields do you slump to the ground, surrendering to the panic in your body. Tears race down your cheeks, chest tightening with each breath as you ride it out.

The sun is set when you enter your home. Carter is practicing his reading on the couch. He offers you a smile and a hug when you come in. Your body is exhausted, but it helps soothe you.

“Daddy took Willa upstairs.”

You smile, running your hand over his head and kissing his cheek. “Thank you, buddy.”

He beams at you before returning to his spot on the couch. You’re halfway up the stairs when Joel’s singing greets you, pulling you in like the ocean tide. The room is dim, the only light coming from the open door.

Joel sits in the rocking chair, his head tipped back against the headrest and eyes close. Willa sleeps soundly against his shoulder as he continues to sing a slowed, softer version of Fleetwood Mac’s Monday Morning. You lean against the door frame, watching them in this quiet moment. You’re not sure when he decided that would be the best lullaby for your infant, but oddly enough, it works.

You’ve never been able to track down a copy of the band’s self-titled album, and it tugs at your heart to hear it after two decades. Then, Joel makes it to those last few lines of the chorus.

I don’t mind. I’ll be there if you want me to. No one else that could ever do.

His voice is so soft, a deep baritone that coats you in warmth everytime you hear it. Accompanied by the slow creaks of the rocker, it tugs you further into the room, closer to him.

Got to get some peace on my mind.

You rest your palm on his shoulder. Joel’s eyes flutter open slowly as if he was singing himself to sleep. He offers you an easy smile, free hand wrapping around you, settling against the side of your lower hip. He shifts Willa up on his shoulder more, making room as you slide into his lap, nuzzling into his opposite shoulder. Your legs rest over the arm of the rocker. You are positive you’re cutting off circulation in Joel’s legs, but he never complains.

You lay a hand over Willa’s back. Joel kisses your forehead as he starts to rock again. The slow creak of the floorboards start again as he sings the chorus over, but this time it feels like he’s singing to you.

I’ll be there if you want me to.

No one else that could ever do.

Got to get some peace on my mind.

Taglist: @pedrotonin @amyispxnk @joeldjarin @ilovepedro @justagalwhowrites

@missladym1981 @jessthebaker @annieispunk @ashleyfilm @moel-jiller

@eloquentdreamer @lizzie-cakes @hiroikegawa

#woman (joel miller)#joel miller #joel miller x reader #the last of us #tlou #joel miller x you #pedro pascal #ppcu fanfiction #pedrostories #pedro stories #tlou fanfiction #the last of us fanfiction

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tillthelandslide · 10 months

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Same For You - The 1975 Series Masterlist

The boys discover a new artist called Y/N, through Charli who runs in the same friendship group, they are instantly in awe of her presence on stage and her sheer talent. They know they immediately want to sign her to the Dirty Hit Label, Y/n and her band strike up a deal and she begins working with the boys on a brand new album. What will happen working so closely to the guys? Will tensions rise and new relationships and friendships be explored?

Series Warnings: slow burn romance, eventual smut, age gap, complicated relationship (low-key unhealthy dynamics), eventual love..

📸: Instagram au || Smut 💦

(1) And This Is How It Starts... || Visual

(2) Your Very Own Mirror || Visual

(3) The Deal || Visual

The Love of Thieves 📸

(4) No Need To Explain || Visual

(5) Changing Roads || Visual

(6) The Dinner || Visual

(7) Hate Missing You || Visual

(8) Studio Sessions

(9) Our Secret

The Love of Thieves (2) 📸

(10) Dylan 💦

(11) Ego

(12) June

(13) Take Me Higher 💦

(14) Cant Get Enough

(15) Fight For Me (coming soon)

#ross macdonald #the 1975 #the 1975 fanfic #matty healy #matty healy x reader #ross macdonald x reader #matty healy smut #the 1975 smut #george daniel #same for you the 1975 series #the 1975 series

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daceydeath · 1 year

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A Work Proposal (Part 14)

Pairing: Han x reader Word Count: 3.5k Genre: Smut 🔞 Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, swearing, unprotected sex (don't be idiots), somnophilia, free use, oral sex (m receiving), fingering

You had been working with Stray Kids for a while now and after a long day at work turns into a very unexpected but intriguing proposal. Will this change your world or end your career?

It was the first week you had to yourself for months and you had spent almost all of it either sleeping, eating or catching up with the few friends you had that could deal with your crazy job. The promotions for the new album were due to start in six days time and then after that the world tour was starting which would be an on and off schedule that would last at the very least a year. In preparation you had arranged for the guys to have some time off to at least try to get them as relaxed and refreshed as they could be before the truly grueling part could begin. Each of the guys had either headed off for some vacation time with family or alone and you were thrilled that they were finally getting some proper rest.

In the early hours of the morning of the second to last day of your break your phone rang waking you with a fright as you groped at your night stand to find it.

"I'm sorry to wake you pretty" Han's whiny voice filled your ear as you answered the call.

"It's ok Hannie what's wrong?" you mumbled rubbing your eyes to see what the time was on your phone display which read 3:47am.

"I'm going to send a car around to pick you up, I'm lonely" he whined again making your heart hurt.

"You were seeing your family why are you lonely?" you asked still slightly groggy from sleep.

"I got back today and I hate being alone in the dorms" you could almost hear him pouting as he spoke which made you smiled fondly "bring some clothes with you and stay with me until the guys get back?".

"How could I ever say no to you?" you asked back as you got out of bed and began rummaging through your things for a couple of sets of clothes to take with you.

"I'll see you soon then" he sighed happily hanging up and leaving you to pack your bag, you packed a couple of different lingerie sets and two sundresses since it was still quite warm and you just hoped that if it got too cold you could borrow something from Han. You waited for the driver to let you know he was downstairs before leaving your apartment and taking the lift down to the garage where one of the companies cars sat with the door open waiting for you. You thanked the driver profusely for picking you up at such a stupid hour but he was gracious enough to not ask why you were getting ferried to a artist dorm in the early hours of the morning. Han was waiting for you beside the elevator as you stepped out of the car and into the garage and cap and a hood hiding his identity from the driver before he took your bag and ushered you into the lift to their floor.

"Why did you come back so early if you knew you were going to be on your own?" you smiled sweetly as he wrapped his arms around you holding you to his chest.

"Do you want me to answer that honestly?" he smirked his hands sliding down your body so he could squeeze your arse.

"Always the truth Han" you cocked an eyebrow at the mischievous look in his eyes.

"I wanted some time alone with you, I wanted a lot of time actually where you were all mine and I can do whatever I want with you" the gleam in his eye made your stomach flip in anticipation.

"You know you can spend time with me whenever you like Hannie" you teased softly watching him run his hand through his tousled hair.

"I know but I don't have to share you with anyone for a whole day at least and that it something that is not going to happen often now is it pretty girl" he chuckled darkly before leaning in to kiss you softly until the elevator doors opened.

"Can I try something with you tomorrow?" he asked shyly biting on his plush lower lip.

"Of course Hannie" you smiled encouragingly hoping you could put him at ease.

"Seungmin said that you don't mind trying new things but that we should talk about it first" he continued as he led you to the dorm door and let you inside not letting you go until he sat you on the couch facing him.

"Do you want to try something that I haven't done before of something like what I do with Seungmin?" you asked hoping he wouldn't lose his nerve to ask for what he wanted.

"I want to try something that Minho mentioned a while ago but I don't know if you are going to like it, I don't want to do anything you don't like" he started rambling nervously making you instinctively move so you could straddle his lap running your hands soothingly down his chest.

"Just tell me Hannie" you whispered leaning in to press your lips against his softly in a short sweet kiss.

"Can we try free use tomorrow?" he mumbled his cheeks flushing a beautiful rosy pink.

"Is that where we just have sex whenever you want me all day?" you asked nibbling your lip to make sure you understood him.

"Yes and no, I was hoping you would also let me touch you while you were asleep and you can touch me too whenever you want it's not just when I want to, it's mutual" he almost stuttered as you kissed him chastely again to let him know you weren't offended.

"We can try that" you whispered against his lips before pulling back from him "but can we please get a little more sleep before we try?".

"Of course pretty" He smiled his eyes lighting up as he helped you from his lap and led you towards his room "Would you mind if we slept without anything on so I can feel you against me?" you just smiled and nodded at him your eyes heavy as you slipped out of your clothes and underwear sliding into his sheets and waiting for him to climb in beside you before you got comfortable.

"I would love you have you laying in my arms all the time" He whispered as your drifted off your head on his chest listening to the rhythmic beating of his heart.

You had experienced fairly vivid dreams before but nothing like the one you were having now Han behind you grinding his hard length deep inside you panting as he tried to keep the noise down, you were in a dressing room on one of the sleep mats they always used skirt flipped up, arse in the air and Han worshipping your wet cunt like it was keeping him sane. Your whimpers and pleas ignored by him as his slowly rocked himself inside you hitting that spongy spot deep within you with ease, you could feel the pleasure building inside you when the sound of an alarm started ringing making your mind jolt you from your dream back into Han's room when he was still buried inside you rocking his hips against yours.

"Fuck pretty you feel so good when your asleep" he groaned deeply.

"Jisung" you murmured sleep and your dream still fogging your brain.

"Shhh pretty just let me" he whispered sliding the one of his hands that had been holding your hips around to the front of you body his fingers easily finding their way to your clit "There you go pretty just relax".

"Shit Ji" you sighed breathily as his fingers slowly circled the bundle of nerves making another gush of wetness coat his already soaked cock you laid still letting him use you exactly as he wanted gently and slowly coaxing your pleasure from you as he took his time grinding against your plush walls.

"Going to make you feel so good pretty girl" He moaned as his pace picked up his talented fingers getting you closer to your high by the second.

"Ji, please, please" you whimpered as the coil in your belly twisted tighter and tighter until it snapped and you cried out softly your walls clenching tightly around him.

"Fuck yes" he moaned pumping himself into you a few more times before spilling his warm cum inside you, slipping his cock from you he pulled you into his arms peppering your face with soft kisses "You are so perfect pretty".

"Good morning to you too" you sighed softly the aftershocks of your pleasure still radiating through you as his lips returned to yours kissing you languidly his hands roaming your body.

"I think that might have been the best wake up I have ever had" he giggled making you smile at him "Should I order us some breakfast?"

"I would love some breakfast" you smiled watching him grab his phone to order loving the fact that he was still nude beside you and you could just stare all you wanted. He tapped away on his phone for a a few minutes before you felt the need to start cleaning yourself up you got out of his bed and made your way into the bathroom to start the shower and brush your teeth. Turning on the water and waiting for it to heat up not noticing that Han had gotten up to join you until you stepped under the hot spray and arms wrapped around your waist.

"What you didn't think I would let you shower alone did you?" he cheekily grinned pecking your lips as you turned to reply to him making you smile softly while he shuffled you both under the water and began massaging body wash into your skin until you were covered in bubbles from head to toe.

"Jisung" you laughed as slowly turned you under the water to rinse them all off of you his hands firmly around your hips. With the warm water running over your body you lent forward pressing you lips against his throat and gently teasing the skin there as he shivered under your touch his cock hardening again quickly.

"If you aren't careful pretty I'm going to fuck you all over again" he groaned your kisses moving along his collar bone until you carefully sucked a small mark into his skin and he slid his hands down to your arse lifting you suddenly and making you squeak as your back came into contact with the tiles his dick pressing against your entrance teasingly as you wrapped your legs around him.

"I told you to be careful and here you are leaving your cute little marks on me, now I'm going to have to mark you" he growled thrusting easily inside of you thanks to the left overs from your previous activities still lingering between your thighs.

"Ji, baby" you breathed as he started slowly sliding against your walls his pace gentle as he pressed you against the tiles with his bodyweight. Lips kissing anywhere he could reach until he bit down on your shoulder marking you before letting his tongue sooth the skin he has just bruised.

"Mmm baby I like that too" he hummed taking his time and grinding his pubic bone against your clit with each movement.

"Oh god Ji" you mewled your head falling back as he continued his leisurely pace his length feeling heavenly against your plush walls "you feel so fucking good".

"That's it my pretty girl" he purred sucking another mark into your shoulder "want you to fall apart on my cock, want you begging for me".

"Please, Ji, please don't stop" you whimpered as you started feeling pleasure flutter through your body each and every time him moved.

"I won't ever stop fucking this perfect little pretty pussy" he growled as your moans started to get louder the closer you got your thighs clenching around his waist in time with your walls.

"Ji" you cried out scratching your fingernails down his back as you can so hard your vision went black as you arched hard into him making him moan loudly and fill you again. He lowered you softly letting you get your feet on the floor before he noticed you wobble and grinned smugly.

"Let me clean you up and we can go back to bed, breakfast can wait" he smirked rinsing you off and wrapping you in a fluffy towel before helping you back into the bedroom. Sliding back between the sheets, Han pulled you almost on top of him as he ran his fingers through your damp hair until you were dozing off.

When you woke up the second time you could tell it probably wasn't morning anymore and you could hear Han probably returning from getting breakfast for you both so you got yourself up and dressed yourself pleased with the look on his face when you emerged from his room wearing only a soft blue sundress.

"You look so hot pretty girl, how did we ever get lucky enough to have you" he cooed looking at you his eyes shining with adoration.

"I would say it was me who lucked out in this situation" you admitted softly, Han got out plates for you both to eat on while you scrolled through any work emails that may be considered urgent on your phone.

"Hey, no working!" he wined smacking your arse playfully as he went to the coffee maker to make an Americano for himself.

"You have spent too long with Minho" you grumbled playfully as he pressed the buttons for his drink "I need to make sure we are totally ready and by we I mean that you guys are totally looked after while you're away".

"While we're away" he interrupted raising an eyebrow.

"Alright, while we're away" you smiled at the face he was pulling noticing as he started making another coffee "you do know you are all going to have to restrain yourselves a little bit so no one gets caught right?".

"When we go out for sure but we are already sorting out a roster of who gets you each night" he grinned dangerously making you feel heat start to spread in your core as he looked at you with hungry eyes.

"Hannie that might get us noticed" you sighed trying to not let him affect you so much.

"Although I love it when you call me that I prefer when you are moaning my first name more" he smirked watching you try not to squeeze your legs together.

"How many pancakes did you want" you asked trying to change the subject and turning away from him to serve up what he had ordered, while trying to block him out a little. You could hear him moving so you just waited for him to make a decision as he placed your iced coffee next to the take away containers his body pressing up against yours as he caged you in against the counter his hips pressed firmly against your arse.

"We can eat in a minute pretty girl" he whispered seductively wasting no time hitching your dress up and pushing you underwear aside so he could tease your folds with his fingers.

"Shit how are you so wet already" he breathed against your ear his fingers leaving you to pull his cock free of his sweatpants "I've already fucked you twice and your still desperate for more".

"Jisung" you whimpered at the loss of contact only to gasp sharply as he free hand pushed your shoulders down until you were completely bent over the counter and he sheathed himself inside you entirely.

"Fuck yes pretty girl I want to hear you say my name" he almost growled his hips smacking against you as he started to fuck himself deeply into you "I will never get tired of your tight little pussy".

"Jisung" you moaned as he sped up again chasing his pleasure already his cock dragging against your velvet walls his hips snapping against you loudly.

"Aw fuck" he groaned filling you with his seed for the third time that morning "such a good girl taking me like this now you're going to keep everything I give you today inside you, aren't you?"

"Yes Jisung" you purred and he pulled your underwear back into place and helped you to stand.

"Oh and three pancakes please" he smirked as you went back to serving up your breakfast.

After you had eaten and cleaned up Han decided that he had enough inspiration to write another song so you settled on the couch to watch a movie and go back to checking your emails. The movie was more for background noise as you worked hoping that while he was busy he wouldn't notice that you were sending off confirmations about hotels, interviews and filming schedules that you were hoping would be able to get done on time. You had already been over the riders for the first fifteen venues, but you would need to make sure that each of them had been followed up on to ensure that the kids needs were going to be met. A beat started floating through the air from Chan's bedroom where he was writing making you smile, you knew how quickly he could put things together when he was in the right mood, how he could easily put out a total hit of a track in an hour and today seemed to be the day for it. When the beat stopped again and you heard him padding towards the lounge room you assumed he was done but instead he was sporting a slight frown.

"You alright Han?" you cooed putting your phone down to give him your attention.

"Can you come listen to this please I am stuck" he sighed heavily intertwining his fingers with yours and leading you to Chan's bedroom where he sat himself on the office chair in front of all Chan's home recording equipment set up. You sat on the bed and waited for him to start the track and when he did it sounded amazing his voice was always beautiful to listen to when he sang but when he stopped the track midway through you were a little confused..

"It sounds great Hannie, I don't understand what you are stuck on" you smiled watching him slump slightly.

"Should I have more rap and less singing? Should I make the chorus bigger?" he sighed letting his head fall back against the chair.

"I have no answers for musical questions sorry but I can help in other ways" you bit your lip walking over to his chair and spinning him to face you and sinking to your knees.

"This is exactly why all of us will do anything to keep you with us" he groaned as you ran your hands up and down his thighs as you watched him get harder by the second. He lent forward sliding your dress straps off your shoulders and you shimmied out the top of your dress so he could see your lace covered breasts. Undoing the drawstring on his sweats you pulled his cock out and lent forward to run your tongue from the base to the tip as he groaned louder.

"You are incredible pretty girl" he sighed blissfully as you took him into your mouth swirling your tongue around the head and teasing his slit. You hummed as you took him further into your mouth letting your tongue tease the vein that ran along the bottom of his shaft making him wind his hand into your hair pulling it slightly. Relaxing your throat you took him all the way into your mouth until he hit the back of your throat slowly bobbing your head as he mewled softly his pretty little sounds spurring you on as you swallowed around him hollowing your cheeks to take him further into your throat.

"Can I come down your throat pretty? please" he moaned loudly as you started massaging his balls to give him more pleasure. You hummed again as he held your hair tighter taking over from your bobbing to start thrusting up into your mouth.

"So close, fuck so close" he muttered his voice getting higher as you let him use your mouth to get himself off coming with a growl and filling your mouth with his salty load "This was the best idea I have ever had" he panted looking down at you as you swallowed then opened your mouth to show him.

"What was Hannie? The song?" you asked redressing yourself and standing up.

"Asking you to come stay, asking you to let me fucking use you" He smiled languidly his eyes looking slightly dazed as you just licked your lips and leaned over to kiss his lightly.

"I am too, hopefully that inspires you Hannie" you smirk leaving him to recover and get back to his writing as you went back to the movie you were half watching.

By the time Han had finished his song and had come out to cuddle with you and talk about dinner you heard the front door open and knew that meant at least one of the guys were back from their down time meaning your mini vacation with Han was over.

a/n: Thank you for reading you lovely people, I'm sorry this one took so long but I have had a bit of writers block and well couldn't write. All your likes, reblogs and comments keep me going so thank you always for them xx

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