#ugh WHATEVER im normal about this show im so normal

[andthen-light]

okay girls im going to be a little hashtag critical here but i have been ruminating LONG ENOUGH and i really really do not like that scene in the graphic novel murder on the rockport limited where lucretia recognized the umbrastaff. i understand what they were trying to do and i understand you have to change things for the medium but its kind of a disservice to both lucretia and taakos characters imo. lucretia works so hard to keep the boys from questioning things like why would she have a reaction like that. like they couldve alluded to her recognizing it but a scene like that is so in your face and it takes power away from the scene in crystal kingdom where red robe barry recognizes it. and wrt taakos character like. hes never Particularly trustful of lucretia like on a personal level but overall he trusts the bureau and lucretia until reunion tour. adding in a scene like that at that point in the story makes no sense like u cannot convince me taako would not start questioning what the directors really up to and why she had such a personal reaction.

[saudrag]

MOSERC3ST EVERYONE !!! WHO CHEERED??? (me)

[pepprs]

cringe btw. fail a little bit as well

[kuiinncedes]

saw raccacoonie 😭

[keerysfreckles]

Hey! Dan I request a Luke castellan x reader where reader is the daughter of hades and Luke has a crush on her? Though, reader has major trust issues, and often feels like she doesn’t belong on camp because people are either scared of her, or don’t like her (and soemthing shows that to her) because of how her father is viewed (negatively), so she’s pretty much alone. Especially since she has no siblings at camp, so it’s just lonely and cold in her cabin.

burn — luke castellan

pairing: luke castellan x hades fem!reader

warnings: use of y/n and she/her pronouns, angst at the end

a/n: rereading tlt and im giggling so hard BABY PERCABETH UGH

masterlist !

꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱

y/n l/n always felt like she didn't belong at camp half-blood. ever since she stepped foot into the idiotic summer camp, all eyes were on her. the campers, and even herself, could feel a negative aura around her. no one knew why.

until she got claimed by her father, hades.

y/n felt like a bigger outcast than before when a large black glowing scepter appeared above her head after fighting off a hellhound that got into the camp. as soon as she looked up and saw the message from her father, campers around her instantly backed up. the older ones had looks of disgust on their faces, while the younger ones seemed more scared of the girl.

the only camper who didn't view y/n differently was luke castellan. he believed the half-bloods were nothing like their godly parent, so why would his mind change for y/n?

cabin thirteen was off to the side of the rest. it made y/n feel like even more of an outcast, again. the walls, columns and roof were all black wood. they were fading and each corner had cobwebs. maybe y/n would finally feel at home once she stepped inside.

she was wrong.

the inside looked even sadder than the outside. there were six bunk beds, three on each side. y/n didn't know why. she knew she wouldn't be getting any siblings any time soon. the lighting in the cabin was grey, the dusted windows were barely letting in sunlight.

that night at dinner, y/n felt even worse. she sat at table thirteen, getting even more stares than normal. the only person who looked at her like a real human, was luke. his eyes were soft, while the other camper's eyes were still filled with fear.

luke stands from his table. all eyes drift towards him as he walks towards y/n's empty table. even her eyes follow him with worry.

"you know if you sit here it's practically suicide," y/n watches as luke sits across from her.

luke shrugs, "i know you're not as bad as everyone thinks you are."

luke saw the faintest smile appear over y/n's features.

"you know everyone's going to start some dumb rumor about you now, right? all because you're sitting by me," y/n messes with her half eaten mac and cheese on her plate.

"so i'll let them talk. they don't know the truth about you. they can start whatever rumors they want, but i'll know the real you," luke smiles.

"you're brave castellan, for thinking there might be a friendship here," y/n chuckles, gesturing between the two.

a small horn echoes through the outdoor mess hall. all the campers walk by the fire with their plates with their offering to the gods. no one dared to stand next to y/n at the fire, besides luke. the two kept brushing shoulders and if you squinted you'd see a blush forming on both camper's cheeks.

for once, y/n felt normal. she only felt normal when she was around luke. he stayed by her during archery lessons, and talked to her while they waites for their turn on the climbing wall.

the feeling didn't last long. y/n was walking back from the girl's shower room. it was late and she figured no one would be out of their cabins. she had her pajamas on, and her clothes from today and towel were in her hands. she was so close to getting back to her cabin, when her things fell out of her hands, right into the mud.

just as y/n thought her night couldn't get any worse, she heard clarisse and her goons laughing behind her. she turned and her suspicions were correct. clarisse was holding a bow and arrow. that had to be what knocked y/n's belongings onto the floor.

"clarisse can you please just leave me alone? i've had a long week," y/n pleads.

before clarisse can get a word out, luke's voice makes the camper's head turn.

"she asked you to leave, so leave before this gets ugly."

"oh no," clarisse taunts, "the daughter of hades can't even fight her own battles. pathetic."

"leave," luke's voice is stern as he's now standing in front of y/n.

clarisse finally does as she's told, with the ares' sisters following behind her.

luke guides y/n back to her cabin in silence. his hand never leaves her lower back, and y/n could've sworn she felt jolts of electricity flood her veins at his touch.

"are you okay?" luke asks y/n. she sits on her bed, rubbing her face.

"i don't know," y/n's honest.

"is there anything i can do to help?"

"i don't know luke!" y/n exclaims, "i don't know how you could possibly help me!" y/n stands and walks closer to luke, her voice raising with every word. "i've felt like a loner ever since i got here, and having hades and my freaking father doesn't help. i'm stuck in this stupid cabin, all alone with no one to talk to. no other campers besides you talk to me. chiron and mr. d both look at me like i had something to do with being hades' daughter."

y/n takes in a deep breath, "i'm just so sick of this."

she hides her face in her hands as she begins to cry. with no words luke steps forward and brings the poor girl into his arms. he rubs his hands up and down her back while resting his chin on the top of her head. she can't remember the last time she was held.

"i know it sucks for now, but i promise y/n, things will get better," luke's voice is calm compared to the girl's outburst she had moments ago.

"i promise," he whispers once more.

[trcpicoz]

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

a/n: this was inspired by an idea @yungbludz gave me, i hope you like this girlie🤍

word count: 1.2k

masterlist

summary: your brother trent introduces you to dominik and what starts as a hookup behind your brother’s back turns into a secret relationship with a man you grew to love

warnings: smut 18+

you woke up with a text from your big brother.

“hey y/n, me and the boys are going to club later tonight if you wanna come with us. you can bring a plus one if you want to :)”

“sure i’ll be over at your place later and i’ll bring anya with me we’ve been dying to go out all week.”

“ok good, just don’t flirt or hookup with any of my teammates i don’t want you getting hurt.”

“trent im 20 years old you can’t tell me what to do.”

“i’m just trying to protect you but whatever take it that way if you want.”

you showed up to trent’s apartment. “anya had something come up so she couldn’t come, but i’ll still go” trent rolled his eyes since he suggested bringing a friend so you’d be more concerned with her than his teammates especially dominik who he knew you had a thing for. you were wearing a short backless dress and heels, you normally showed skin when you went to the club but you’ve never gone with your brother “i hate that dress y/n it’s too revealing” you rolled your eyes at your brother, you were tired of him being so protective and often controlling “i don’t give a fuck what you think about the dress let’s go and just quit pissing me off” you both walked out mad at each other.

you arrived at the club and greeted trent’s teammates until you paused when you got to dominik, your crush. he was wearing a black button up shirt with his chest revealed in front of your eyes, his hair was slicked to the side with a strand falling in front of his forehead, his lips were plump and full, his beard was freshly trimmed and lined up, his cologne smelt sexy and expensive like a man that could spoil you with sex and material items. “hi i’m-” dominik interrupted you when you introduced yourself “fucking gorgeous” he said softly almost under his breath not even realizing he said this out loud scanning your body up and down biting his lip undressing you with his eyes. you were immediately flattered and giggled “thank you” dominik snapped out of his lustful state eyes wide open looking at you like a confused puppy “i’m sorry- uh what?” you glanced at him seductively “you said i’m gorgeous and you’re staring at me like you’re enjoying the view” dominik never had someone take control of the conversation like this, he was so used to being dominant and the one doing the seducing but this time it was you. “i would be lying if i said you weren’t the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen” you both stared into each other’s eyes and just before dominik spoke- “so what’s going on here?” ugh it was your brother coming to annoy you for the 50th time that night “trent what the fuck do you want i’m having a conversation” dominik turned away from you feeling uncomfortable from the sibling bickering and slight cock blocking from his friend. “i just wanted to see how you were doing” trent leans down to whisper in your ear “please don’t do anything stupid” you pushed trent away from you “just fuck off oh my god”.

some time had passed at the club and you and dominik were dancing all night. “we should go back to my place” dominik said in your ear over the loud music. “okay, but we have to figure out a way to get out of here without my brother knowing i’m going with you” so you texted your brother.

“hey trent, i’m not feeling well i’m gonna take an uber back to my apartment, get home safe, love you 🤍”

“okay, hope you feel better little sis, love you too🤍”

you and dominik left to his place. the second you entered the apartment dominik picked you up and carried you to his room kissing you will his lucious lips. “i’ve been waiting to take this dress off of you all night, i can’t wait to make you cum” dominik removed your dress and kissed down your torso until he reached your panties “have you ever been eaten out?” he looked at you with the filthiest eyes, mouth almost drooling thinking about how wet you are “nobody ever-” the feeling of his tongue made you choke on your words “ah what a shame, you taste heavenly” he worked his tongue against your folds and your clit tasting every drop of your wetness then he came up air for air rubbing your clit slowly “since you’ve never been eaten out, you’ve never been tongue fucked” he smiles at your confused face “what’s that?” he chuckles “let me show you” dominik shoved his tongue in your pussy moving his chin up and down fast making you moan. no man has ever treated you like this in bed, it was something you’ve never felt before. how could something feel so good and make you this happy, you instantly caught feelings. he continued to suck on your cunt while you rubbed your hands through his hair, you didn’t know if you were falling in love with him, his mouth or both. you patted his cheek “wait baby-” you realized what you just called a man you just met “baby?” “oh i didn’t mean to call you that i just-” “you sound worried as if i sound upset, i like it when you call me that” you felt relieved that he didn’t care “dom i want you inside me” he undressed himself in front you and got on the bed and put your legs on his shoulders kissing your legs rubbing his face against them “i think i’m falling in love with you”. he slowly entered his thick cock inside of your wet dripping pussy “you’re so wet baby” the strokes were slow but powerful, each time he pumped his cock in your pussy you both moaned, it’s like his cock was made just for you. dominik groaned “i’m getting so close” he started going fast and you started to scream feeling your orgasm creeping upon you. you and dominik came at the same time as you both felt an out of body experience, you never felt this connected to someone.

once you both caught your breath he took his time cleaning you off since he finished on your stomach. “do you want a glass of wine? you know i make good money i have the good stuff” you smiled and gave him a peck “of course baby go pour me glass”.

“i know this might be too fast or upfront and maybe this isn’t what you had in mind when you wanted to hookup with a guy after you went to a club but…do you wanna go out on a date? maybe dinner or if you really want to splurge we can go to paris for a day? i just wanna get to know you and spoil you a bit, i wanna treat you like a princess- no a queen.” you nearly cried at a man falling head over heels for you like you did for him “i would love that dom, let’s start out with dinner first though, i don’t wanna drain your pockets that much” you caressed his cheek and kissed him.

dominik left the room to get your glass of wine when your phone rang, it was trent. “why the fuck are you at dominik’s apartment y/n!?” you forgot you and trent turned on each other’s location just incase you split up at the club. how will you and dominik be together now that he knows?

[chococoveredsmores]

Like anything miles 1610. I feel like everyone is writing for miles 42 and forgetting about the og!

midnight cravings - miles morales

SUMMARY: texts at 3am + a mcdonalds notif = a recipe for chaos

WORD COUNT: 561

A/N: i love midnight snacking. mcdonalds always hits harder at 2 in the morning! also sorry i keep writing miles in like situations where he isnt usually 100% Himself (sleepy, sick) so um,.. i will get to a proper one soon

WARNINGS: nothing seriously bad just fluff, food i guess, reader doesn't know miles is spiderman, reader is highkey a simp

"Ugh..." You wake up with a groan, rubbing your eyes and assessing your surroundings. Noticing the still-dark environment surrounding you, you reach out for your phone which was on the bedside table.

2:42 AM. The phone lights blare onto your face, causing you to squint. As you scroll through your notifications, two catch your eye— a text bubble from Miles sent a few minutes ago, and a promo from McDonalds for their new meal.

Miles’ message was rather cryptic, and a normal person wouldn’t understand what “ruawkkekkrkx” meant. But a few months of these kind of typos (which meant Miles was either on patrol or barely awake), and one learns the language.

On the other hand, the McDonalds notif… if it was a propaganda technique, it was definitely working on you. You click on the advertisement, and damn did that chicken burger look good…

You decide to go back to Miles’ text. After opening the app and keyboard, your fingers feel too heavy to type… so you tap on the call button instead.

After exactly three rings, he picks up; in place of his normally spunky voice was a low, raspy one.

“Hey. You good? What’s with the random call?” Damn, his voice was unintentionally sultry as hell. Would it be weird if you started screen recording? He wouldn't know, right?

Ahem. Anyway.

"Oh, I'm fine, a little hungry though. I just didn't wanna type. Um, nice voice by the way." You hear a chuckle through the screen.

"So, you hungry? I mean, I could like, get you a snack or whatever."

"It is literally 3 in the morning right now." Though you expressed disapproval at what he said, your facial muscles tugged into a smile.

"Whatchu want?"

One link to a McDonalds meal later, you're patiently waiting in a now dimly lit room, phone in hand and still in bed. You decide to watch a show while waiting.

You're midway through your show, engrossed in a particular fight scene when you hear your window open with a click. Your fight or flight senses kick in, and you jump out of your bed and grab your phone and lamp (it's the nearest weapon, so...).

You watch as a dark figure comes out of the window in fear, you are ready to swing your lamp and dial your nearest police station when the figure raises both their hands in the air, to signify peace...?

The person pulls up their mask to show their face, one that you'd instantly recognize anywhere.

"Miles!"

You drop everything and sprint to his arms— literally nothing, not even a meteor, could stop you at that moment from wrapping yourself around his lean figure. Miles places his hands on your back, and the two of you relish in each other's presence.

You wish the two of you could stay like that forever, but the enticing smell of a chicken burger and drink eventually draw your attention towards it and you pull away from him.

"Can we talk about how the hell you got to my window with me living in the 21st floor? I seriously thought that the moment you clicked open the window was going to be my last for a few seconds."

Miles smiles and slightly bites his lips, and God forbid the kinds of things you would do for this man.

"Maybe over a chicken burger?"

a/n: to be completely honest i cringed so hard typing this fanfic but i just need to finish it so i hope none of you umm.. feel what im feeling rn at my own writing...

[octuscle]

im a skinny 18 year old nerd from nyc. i was skinny & about 5 foot 1 inches tall with an iq 160 who have to spend the summer on a farm in Kansas with my uncle & cousins who are twins the same age as me. my uncle drove me back to his farm when we got there i saw my cousins who look like normal corn fed Kansas farm boys both are at least 6 feet 3 inches tall in height and is broad-shouldered and muscular in build they both play football however they both have an iq of 160 , when they took off their shirts i saw they both have 6 pack abs , substantial pecs and arms. they told me all the guys our age in town even the nerds in this small Kansas town has a 6 pack, substantial pecs and arms& are also broad-shouldered cause even the nerds work on farms & have to join the football team so they could get into college. they took me to the spare bedroom told me soon i will be a corn fed Kansas farm boy like them then they inject me with something as they soon did i fell onto the spare bedroom's large oak-framed bed with a mattress smelling strongly of sweat and faintly of dirt, my plop onto it showed a plume of dust through the filtered mid-afternoon sunlight coming in through the only break in the sky-blue walls : a rickety old window with heavily dusty, half-closed shutters. If i hadn't been injected with something, i might have had second thoughts about sleeping in this bedroom for how stereotypically country it was. With my head cradled by the handmade quilts and pillowcases, i very quickly drifted off to sleep, my cousins took off my nerdy clothes& briefs & put a jockstrap & boxers on. my mind filled with stranger dreams than ever, things including trucks and beer to mud and boots. All the while, my body was losing a battle against invading testosterone which turned from my inferior nerdy DNA into my cousins 's better nerd jock hybrid DNA which means im no longer cousins with my cousins im now brothers with them we are now identical triplets . , which would result in a rude awakening in the morning. i woke up the next morning a changed MAN. Still reeling from the odd dreams, i stepped over to the mirror. And i screamed! my body had changed overnight from the injection i now look like a corn fed Kansas farm boy like my now brother threw open my closet, only to find that my nerdy outfits were gone. They were replaced with boot cut wrangler jeans, stained tee shirts, baseball caps, and musty cowboy boots! Ugh! And instead of underwear there were boxers and jock straps! After breakfast, we all went and worked out. Then we headed to work. i drove a tractor and plowed the field. After lunch we saddled up the horses and rode through the ranch. . After that we went to the football game, and i was the new linebacker. my & my brothers were both nerd & jocks & also farmboy with genius iqs all 3 of us got into Harvard on a football scholarship

Buddy, this is not a question in the strict sense of the word… Great story… But no question… What should I answer?

Whatever: the corn was good to ya. Ya're a freakin' muscle stud! 'n aah don't reckon harvard is fo-wah ya. Aah see ya more own the west coast. UCSB or Stanford… but that's your choice. Best wishes to your hot brothers 'n have a great day!

[hijackalx]

WYLL SFW HEADCANONS:

 wyll puts on this tough guy front but he is A BIG ASS BABY YALL !!! like he wants to be babied sooo bad lowkey. he wants to lay his head in tav's lap while they stroke his head and listen to him complain about his day 😭😭 hes so sugary sweet too. like calls tav so many pet names and wants them to do the same. the type of dude to text tav some shit like "goodmorning starshine! ⭐️😁" #CORNBALL !!!!!!! but in a good way tho like its just so goofy and endearing

okay but sometimes if hes feeling really moody he'll get kind of toxic. like if tav doesnt watch what they say to him he'll shut their ass OUT and get pissedddd. he usually comes back around tho in like an hour so its ok lmaoo

also even tho he wants to be babied behind the scenes in public he wants tav to be like, his damsel in distress. he just wants to protect them and play the knight in shining armor so bad. it makes him happy just go along with it yall

i feel like hes similar to lae'zel in a way like he also just wants to feel like hes good enough. validate him or he'll be sad (it will crush him eternally)

love language:

giving= physical touch and acts of service

was anyone surprised. i feel like he wont be comfortable touching tav for a while tho like he just doesnt want to overstep boundaries. he is the type of person who takes that kind of stuff reallllyyyyy slowly at first like itll have tav wondering if hes disgusted by them or something. like why did u jerk ur hand away like that tf? the whole time hes just being considerate 😭

receiving= words of affirmation. and quality time cuz him and tav do a lot of leaving room for jesus at the start. but yeah he just likes to be around tav like kind of the clingy type ? not obsessively tho. if they need space he'll respect it. he also wants tav to tell him what a big strong man he is and also praise him for always protecting them and all that.

i think hes pretty tall im getting 6'2 vibes from him also pretty buff. like HIS ARMMMMSSSS OKAYYY i feel like theyre his prized characteristic. ugh imagine them flexing while hes showing off and dropping baddies for u 😍😍

WYLL NSFW HEADCANONS:

i feel like he switches between dominant and submissive OCCASIONALLY but hes mostly dominant. like he feels it is his manly duty or whatever LMAO although he just kind of naturally takes control like that. like i dont think he thinks about it very much.

the MOST vanilla mf here. but thats ok. his fav position is missionary but sometimes he likes to spice it up with doggy style lol. lovvvessss oral like both giving and receiving. i think when hes receiving oral is when he'd be most submissive tbh. how tav looks going down on him is just sooo hot and how they look up at him like he prolly nuts quick asf gettin his meat slobbered on LMAO

godddd i feel like hes totally into breeding tho. like wants to cum inside SO BAD !!!! if tav is afab hes totally into the idea of getting them pregnant and is open to having lots of kids. if tav wont let him cum inside he'll ask to finish on like their face or stomach.

he prolly has beautiful ass rugged manly hands and they prolly feel soo good on tavs skin.... especially if hes fingering/giving a handjob 🤭 EUGH I LOVE IT

omgomgomg hes into manhandling too like he def wants to pick up tav and throw them around *gently 😌 hes not into hurting tav even a little bit like if u suggest it he will literally go soft af and it will turn into a naked therapy session

i wouldnt say he normally finishes fast only when hes getting a blowjob. other than that he has good stamina. also hes prolly around 7 inches a little closer to 7 than astarion is lol. his definitely looks angry af tho like rlly veiny and THICK !!!

during aftercare he expects tav to be attentive to him like hes WORE OUT !! he wants them to get the towel for him 🥺 and clean him off 🥺 and get him fresh clothes 🥺 and tuck him in 🥺 and kiss him goodnight 🥺 HAHAH BUT IN A CUTE WAY OKAY

[hyukasluvr]

Bye, angel

✧ pairing - Taehyun x reader

✧ genre - angst, hurt/comfort, fluff

✧ warning - talking about the death of a dog and a mild argument, and i think that’s it if there’s anything else let me know please!

✧ summary - in the middle of the day you get a call which you think could be one of the worst calls you’ve got in your whole life… you receive the worst news and it gets you really upset but you don’t want to let taehyun know about this… he’ll just think you’re stupid, right?

✧ a/n - this is very self indulgent since i recently had a situation like that.. only i didn’t have a taehyun to help me through but anyways, i’m sorry if i misspelled anything, whatever thoughts u guys want to share with me please do, and now enjoy!

that was one of the worst calls you could ever receive. if not the worst one.

your mom has just called you to give you one of the worst news ever… it was your dog, your dog that had spent his whole life with you was now gone.

you were in utter shock. it was just a week ago that she had called you to tell you that your dog was at the vet and now he’s gone?

this just all seemed like a cruel joke, it didn’t feel right to think that your small ball of fur which you had spent your entire childhood with was now completely gone

you wondered if calling taehyun to come home and be with you would be a good idea… but it wasn’t, was it? wouldn’t taehyun just think you’re being dramatic? it’s just a dog isn’t? wouldn’t he be embarrassed of you bothering him at work just cause you were sad over a dog?

your head kept running around these thoughts. and now you were left there all alone holding back tears, cause even tho you were home alone. if you cried, your eyes would get puffy and taehyun would notice right away.

taehyun was out for practice and wasn’t coming back home until very late, and you were glad he wasn’t here he didn’t have to know this happened and everything would be normal, right?…

you decided to keep your mind busy by watching tv, although you knew your mind was never gonna focus on the show you put.

hours later taehyun arrived home, tired but giddy cause he’s finally seeing you after a long day of practice

"hey love! i brought some takeout” he said when he spotted your figure in the couch

"mhm” was all you answered. still lost in your own thoughts, just looking up at him once you saw him approach the sofa

"are you okay y/n? you look kind of lost” he asked while sitting down next you on the couch

"i’m great. why would i not be?” you said, regretting it a second later cause come on. what was that type of answer. ugh.

he chuckled and just pulled you up from the couch "okay then, let’s go eat before it gets cold”

you followed along sitting down in front of him.

"so um… how was your day?" you asked him.

"well it was quite stressful im not gonna lie, today we had to run over the same choreography for so long i feel like the song is still on playing in my mind right now” he chuckled and looked up at you smiling.

you smiled back at him but your eyes didn’t match your smile. your eyes looked empty and sad.

taehyun knew something was up but you didn’t want to tell him so he had to find out someway

"and how was your day, honey?” he asked before taking a bite out of his food.

"it was okay. i just did some laundry and went out to the convenience store to buy a drink" you said while poking at your food plate.

"oh! and how’s your doggie doing?” he asked looking at you expectantly

suddenly you stopped poking your food and just stared at the plate without saying a single thing. you kept your head low cause you did not want to risk looking at taehyun and immediately breaking down.

him on the other hand. he watched you intently waiting for an answer but growing more worried by the minute because you seemed to be frozen.

"love? is everything okay?” concern was evident in his voice but you refused to look at him, but you just couldn’t react and give him reassurance that everything was fine, cuz for you it really wasn’t.

"y/n! hello?” he got up from his chair and walked around the table to sit down at the chair beside yours.

he moved the plate away from you and he took the fork out of your hand so he could grab your shoulders to face him.

you felt how he moved you but you still decided not to look at him, you were not going to break down so easily. let him think you’re stupid and childish for crying over a dog? you refused to let that happen.

"love, i need you to tell me what’s wrong so i can help you” damn it! he made it so hard for you not to comply, his sweet talk got you weak to the point you almost fell… but you didn’t.

instead what you said really shocked him.

"it’s none of your business.. why do you care?”…

as those words left your mouth you felt instant regret for hurting him. he only wanted to help you but this was the only way to avoid the situation. you pulled your hands away from him and stood up to leave the table, but taehyun stopped you by grabbing your hand and standing up in front of you.

"what has gotten into you y/n? when have i not cared for you??” he was getting a bit irritated and you noticed it in his tone.

"nothing has gotten in me, why can’t i be serious for once? do you think life is all rainbows and unicorns? WELL ITS NOT!” you yell out.

you once again pulled your hand away from his and started to make your way to your shared bedroom. leaving taehyun utterly shocked at your behavior but he was definitely not gonna go after you until he heard a loud thud from your direction.

you were so mentally and physically tired from hiding your pain and your tears that as soon as your foot touched the first step of the stairs, your whole body gave up on you and you fell to the floor finally letting out that painful sob you had been holding in for what felt like an eternity.

taehyun didn’t hesitate to run to you and help you up, but your body was too weak so instead he positioned himself at the floor of the staircase and put you on his lap hugging you so tight that you felt like you could finally let it out.

minutes and minutes passed by and u couldn’t calm down, taehyun didn’t hurry you to say a single thing… he was just there telling you "it’s okay, love, let it out don’t hold back with me, i’ll be right here” which just made you more sad and mad at yourself for trying to shut him out when he’s so sweet to you.

after what felt like hours, you finally felt calm enough to tell him the truth. you looked up at him and he swore he could feel his heart break at your tired and sad eyes looking all red and puffy from crying so hard, he hated seeing you sad but this time it was different… he had never seen you in such a state that he felt totally broken but he was always gonna be strong for you if that’s what you needed.

"taehyun… my dog, my angel, my baby… she’s… she’s gone. forever.” you said trying to hold your sobs in, of course failing miserably.

he heard that and immediately hugged you tight as ever and said "oh my god… i am so sorry baby, i know how much you loved her… i truly can’t imagine the pain you must feel right now, angel. i really wish i could take it away from you”.

you separated from him for a minute to look at him to keep talking, he never let you go tho, still holding you in his arms but always ready to listen to you.

"i’m so sorry for the way i acted towards you right now-“ you saw him open his mouth to protest but you quickly told him "stop, im not finished” he closed his mouth almost immediately which made you chuckle.

"i acted that way cause… i don’t know why i felt like you would find me to be a bit childish for crying over a dogs death like if it was a person, i know you said you’d never judge me… but i felt a lot of things today after getting the news, so i really am sorry, tyun. you didn’t deserve that” you finished looking up at his eyes after trying to avoid eye contact for a while but his eyes never left yours… he was looking at you so fondly that you could honestly melt.

"sweetheart, don’t apologize! i can totally understand that when you’re upset you sometimes don’t even know what to do with all of these feelings you get and sometimes they get the best of you. but believe me. id never ever think you’re stupid for crying over a dog… especially a dog that meant so much to you and that was your partner in crime for almost your whole life” he chuckled lightly and so did you but still feeling a couple of stray tears run down your face. taehyun brought his hands up to your face and wiped underneath your eyes to take away every tear he could before continuing.

"i think you’re such a strong person for putting up with such rough paths life gives you, i am really really proud of you, love” he hugged you once again and whispered a quiet 'i love you' against your ear and you said it back before giving him a sweet little peck on the lips. "alright how about we finish eating our dinner while watching a movie, do you like the idea?” he said, now standing up and helping you stand up.

"i actually love that idea, mr. kang” you tell him teasingly. "well miss l/n, why don’t you pick a movie while i go reheat our food since i’m pretty sure it’s cold by now”.

"that sound great" you tell him before going to the couch to pick a movie to watch together.

both of you ate dinner together while laughing at a stupid comedy movie you found there, feeling so much better after everything that happened, and feeling like you’ve learned a lesson that after that you’d never hide such things from him, cause he’ll always be there for you.

[mobbu-min]

Wip (for a leona x reader fic)

a/n I've been really busy with clubs, scholarships/college applications and family matters, that I haven't gotten enough time to sit down and write. im trying to make progess on requests and other stuff i had lined up, its just a really slow process. (if you've sent in a requests, don't worry, i see it!) but anways, i've been working on this leona fic, but i'm no where near done with it, but i wanted to show a little sneak peak. i wanted to get it down by the end of this month, but i highly doubt thats going to happen :/ i hope you guys enjoy and of course feel free to leave comments and such, ill try to get to them as fast as i can!

!tw! nothing but cursing

“You need me to do what now?” You asked the lion beastman. Setting down your bag, you sat down beside him. Wondering what was going on through his head.

“Do I really have to repeat myself?” He groaned, shoving his face in his hands. It was the first time you’ve ever seen Leona flustered, and you can’t deny that it was amusing. Shoving you to the side, he groaned, “Get that look off your face, herbivore.”

Chuckling, you set out the food you made and said calmly with a shrug of your shoulders and an amused smile, “Well, in my defense, it's not every day you get to see the Leona Kingscholar, so shy.”

“I’m not shy.” Leona grumbled. Taking one of the boxes of food, he began to pick at it like a child.

Poking him with your fork, you scolded lightly, “Leona don’t pick at your food just because you're embarrassed.”

“Jeez, what are you my mom?” Leona huffed.

“If I have to, sure.” You said bluntly. Hearing him huff and sigh, you put down your food and stared at him seriously. With a frown, you asked, “Leona, seriously, I don’t mind going with you. If anything it could be very informational.”

He was silent for a second, before groaning loudly. Flopping down to the ground, he covered his eye with his forearm. A deep scowl embedded on his face.

Picking up your food again, you took and bite. Letting him solve his internal battle. An idea popped into your mind that you knew would get a reaction from him. With a teasing smile, you cooed, “Or is it that you’re too embarrassed to be seen with a herbivore such as myself, hmm? You scared another predator might take interest in me~?”

While you were expecting Leona to grow flustered, you got the total opposite reaction. Sitting back up swiftly, he looked you dead in the eye and deadpanned, “As if someone would take interest in you.”

“And that's the Leona I know.” You said softly. Though if you were to be honest, you did feel a little offended but chalked it up to his remark. You weren’t expecting a grand display about you being his, or whatever. No way. “Then why are you so grumbly about it?”

“It's just Farena expecting me to…to…”

“To?”

“Ugh! It’s stupid royal shit that is complete bullshit!” Leona exclaimed. It shocked you to see him so worked up over this. He’s normally so unbothered by everything. This must really be messing with him.

Blinking away your surprise, you scooted over and placed your hand on his. Staring into his emerald eyes, you coaxed, “Hey, you don’t have to explain. Take your time, Leona, I won’t rush you, okay.” Looking deep into his eyes, you smiled, “I’m here for you, Leona. Don’t forget that.”

He stared at you in shock. His sleepy eyes glowing with emotions you couldn’t pinpoint. Calming down, he averted his gaze and stared off to the side, he murmured “Your breath stinks.”

“Leona!”

[ihavemanyhusbands]

"he enjoyed getting under your skin just as much as you liked getting under his." Oof, first of all!! Was this closing sentence unbelievably suggestive or was it just me?? 😭

May i also add that i LIIIVE for the hotheaded young woman with the grumpy old yet vicious man who normally takes no shits but somehow has a soft spot for this young lady trope?? The romcom of it all! The underlying sexual tension!!

Like imagine the next morning they're having a small breakfast at the motel and this busty blonde working at the cafeteria gives Duncan some extra pancakes and flirts with him, even going so far as giving him her room number. The reader feels livid but tries to brush it off but of course Mr Retired Girthmaster notices and teases her about it lmaooo 🤭 all while wanting to do something about the reader's angry pouty lips and flushed cheeks

RETIRED GIRTHMASTER 😭😭😭😭 im sobbing lmaoooo im glad ur liking it!! The way i see it rn its like, a non canon prequel to the black kaiser’s nightmare hahahaha they secretly want each other sososososo bad UGH

———

Duncan muttered a quick thank you to the waitress as she refilled his coffee. He was focused on his food, studiously ignoring the prominent cleavage near his head.

You raised both eyebrows in half amusement, half irritation, smiling tightly as she refilled yours. You showed perhaps a little too much teeth as you asked her for the check, and she scurried off with one last glance at your companion.

“If she’d stood any closer, she would’ve poked your eye right out,” you said, pouring creamer in your coffee. “Those are a hazard.”

Duncan let out a small huff. “I hadn’t even noticed.”

“Oh please, she’s been pushing her tits out at you any time she’s come around. And don’t tell me she hasn’t been a little too present,” you continued with a scoff. “No shitty diner worth its salt has such attentive service.”

He observed you for a moment, breaking out into a smug grin. He said nothing, though, which only made you angrier as he casually shoveled a syrupy piece of pancake into his mouth.

“What?” You snapped.

“Nothing,” he said, not looking at you but still grinning a little.

“Tell me!” You urged, vindictively swiping the piece of hashbrown he was going to grab with your fork.

You ate it angrily and he shook his head with a chuckle.

“It’s kind of adorable when you get jealous,” he said, crossing his arms. “You get all wound up, like a little chihuahua.”

You gasped, appalled. “I’m not fucking jealous.”

The waitress reappeared then, leaving the check on the table. Duncan grabbed it and immediately showed you the paper. She had written her number and name at the bottom, a little heart drawn next to them.

He chuckled as your mouth thinned into a grim line, but you shrugged, trying to seem fully unaffected.

“I don’t care, do whatever you want, but you can’t fuck her in our room,” you said all too casually.

He snorted. “What makes you think I want to fuck her?”

You glared at him, crossing your arms over your chest stubbornly. He held your gaze for a moment, as if trying to convey something meaningful, but then he looked away.

Whatever the message was, you pointedly decided to ignore it…. For the time being.

———

[nutzworth]

DAY 4: JANUARY 17, 2024 (i um. was a little busy. oops.)

STATS: read for ~2 hrs pages read: 860-1052. 192 pgs. reached pg 1000! wooo!!! slur count: 6 + 2 = 8 (rose narration, john. both r slur) silly count: 10 + 1 = 11 (john about roses building) piss count: 1/3

THOUGHTS: today started with jade's freshjamz!!!!!!!!! I LOVE!!! i mean dave kind of sucks at making music but jade doesnt! i love how homestuck shows the works of the characters. jades music daves blogs caliborns deviantart whatever. it makes them feel so REAL.

figured out the time differences! if we're staying at johns timezone, dave is 2 hrs ahead and rose is 3 hrs ahead. and jade is 4 hrs ahead!!!! when we were dave pov a convo with jade was at 6:30pm but at jade pov it was 12:30pm so you know.

the exiles are FINALLY MEETING UP!!!! PM!!!!!!!!! i looove pm shes what makes me want to be a mailman. what the hell are the snake worm things in pm's like structure? whats it called? with the terminal. theyre awful silly but theyre kind of freaky and i dont know what they are.

john faq i always read the faqs theyre so fun. john try not to mention your friends by irl name on public forum challenge (even if he assumes everyone else is dead lol). i do NOT understand alchemizing mostly cus i dont get binary. but whatever. maybe i will someday

KARKAT VANTAS! i think the first mentions of the trolls are here! yaaay!

dave strife theyre still strifing i didnt get to the end yet. s beatdown or whatever. always interesting to me that dave never gets sliced or anythign even though theyre fighting with ultra sharp swords. how much restraint is bro (strider) showing? the fights ARE intended to be strengthening dave. but they dont. cus hes a kid and hes passive. im a sucker for bro strider i know he sucks but ugh i love dirk too much

mom lalondes lab drives me coocoo crazy. pov youre rose you go under your dead cats big ass mausoleum and find a laboratory your mother uses. theres 1 battery unlocked just for you. theres a giant ass monitor showing sburb sessions and meteors. did your mother know? did your mother know what was going to happen? youre thirteen years old. do you know? theres bright pink kiddy furniture. did your mother use it? when did she get it? it looks pristine. did she sleep in this when she was little? did she sleep in it as an adult? why would she buy herself such a thing at an adult age? youre rose lalonde. youre thirteen and full of hatred. you dont understand anything. you wear your mothers scarf and you pick up a stray mutant cat and name it after a drink your alcoholic mother loves. youre thirteen and full of hatred and you dont understand anything and you want to, so badly. so so badly.

jade is awesome her scampering through the house rocks. i wonder if she actually believes pa harley is talking to her, or if he actually is, or if shes just pretending. it has to be because of trauma, right? is she genuine? she has to be genuine. right? fosmf if you know anything about this let me know

jack noir... midnight crew.... oh how i cant wait for the intermission.

johns various mental breakdowns (over the discovery of his dads room; over betty crocker gushers; over the drawings over his posters) are insane. he lashes out so weirdly. dave said like john never gets mad or frustrated over real big stuff and he instead funnels it into tiny meaningless problems. i wonder what that means. im not into john enough to read into it or know

jade (and dirk by extension) waking up on prospit (or derse) early makes me thiiiink. i wonder if theyd get freaked by regular normal dreams. they god tier and sleep and wake up in a cold sweat Hello? Where am i. Hello? I just slept and nothing was there. Where am i

thinking about rose + jade a lot these first few acts. i looove rose and i looove jade. i focused on jade a lot the first time i read so im trying to focus on rose more because shes AWESOME! and i want to get to know her better. she deserves it. but anyway thats enough for today sorry for taking like a 12 day break lol

[effervescentdragon]

Why Sebastian Vettel and Nico Rosberg are the same person in a different font, an essay by a delusional F1 girlie

I keep saying that I am going to write an essay about how Nico Rosberg and Sebastian Vettel are basically the same person in different fonts and on the opposite ends of the scale one day. Guess what friends, that day has come. Thank you Misa @blorbocedes you absolute fucking bastard for putting so much Seb and Nico content on my dash that I actually opened a fucking google doc so that I can do this properly and write it. Imma count this as preparation for actually having to write proper analyses for my uni classes, so im *technically* not wasting my time on two German twinks id love to fuck at certain points in the life. 

Disclaimer: Half of this is bullshit and projections. I’ll let you decide which part, because if you’re reading this, you are definitely at least as delusional as me, who’s actually writing this shit. Dont come to me for references, do your own research. :) 

Unto the fucking breach. 

The first thing I have to say is they’re both German, but not the same. Nico is half-Finnish, and I would blame that flavour for differing him from say, the way Michael Schumacher and Sebastian Vettel are similar, but on the other fucking hand, the Finnish part in him comes from KEKE FUCKING ROSBERG, so I don’t know how that would actually be true. ANYWAYS.

Nico was born to a WDC insane (affectionate) father and girlboss of a mother in Monaco (in Germany, but was raised in Monaco dont come at me) as their only child. Sebastian Vettel has like, a billion siblings (four, i think, two older sisters and a younger brother) and was also born and raised in Bumfuck NOwhere, Germany (Heppenheim, but who’s counting). So the first thing we have here is them being annoying bastards, but in a different way. Nico had like one friend in his life (Lewis Hamilton, and I aint touching that with a ten foot pole lest I descend into absolute madness), and Sebastian had two older siblings and according to everyone and their mother, he was always the outgoing friendly little shit that we love. So like, we have competing for attention with older siblings vs competing for attention with whatever rich people do in monaco. Do you see where I’m going with this? The only way Nico was forced to learn to share was through his friendship with Lewis, while Seb was probably raised to share everything, so he probably wanted to have things for himself (projecting here as one of the youngest in the group of cousins). Also, Keke chose which languages Nico would learn, considering which ones are good for his racing career. Im pretty sure Seb went to public school. There are differences in their status which i think show themselves pretty nicely as they grow up and become the bitches we love <3 it even shows itself in the way they approach environmental issues today. Nico goes on the stupides, most capitalist dumabss show and only invests into some rich people dumbass “umweltschutz” start-ups which are literally so fucking useless my god, and what Seb does is try to bring renewable fuels and whatnot into F1 and talk about climate change and call people out, while still sometimes saying extremely stupid shit. Nico does think it’s laudable tho xD 

ALSO. Very important. They are both Cancers, which is the sign ruled by the moon which means its all about emotions and feelings, but Nico is a June Cancer, and Seb is a July Cancer. If you dont know what that means, lemme give you a quick breakdown, since i am definitely a completely normal person about this. Short answer is - June cancers are otright manipulative sons of bitches; July cancers are crybabies. Which I do believe fits perfectly in how they manipulate girlboss gaslight malewife their way through their careers. Nico never shied away from outright manipulation, speaking openly about the mind games and how it was with Michael (imma come to Michael. Gods do I have THOUGHTS about Michael ugh but we gotta go through some other stuff first), while Seb always, fucking always played the “wide-eyed, he-ran into me, bottom emoji, i didnt see him” card, and batted his eyelashes, and fucking got whatever he wanted. MULTI 21 MY BELOVED. Anyways, imma spare you the talk about decants and shit, but Seb was born early July EXACTLY ON THE BORDER, and Imma let you decide if he is 1st or 2nd option. I know which one im aiming for. SO. JUNE CANCERS/early july, 1st option. They have a strong moon influence in their sun sign, and are the purest form of cancer sun sign and embody the strengths and weaknesses of the sign the most (google that shit for more info), in that they are both highly empathetic and emotional, nurturing, giving off mommy energy, but can also be extremely manipulative, they hide things very well since moon IS the master of deception. 2nd option, 10th-20th degree of cancer, is early July cancers. And their cancer sun is influenced by pluto, and they have scorpio energy to them, which means they are intense, they can be dark, they can be very mysterious and hiding things, obsessive and manipulative, and they bring heavy emotional energy to the table while being extremely empathetic themselves. Basically, they are emotional bitches in the same way but in sorta different fonts. :)

So anyways, you decide for yourselves which one Seb is :) 

shout out to bff’s bf for debating cancers with me and explaining astrology to the degree i never thought i’d wanna hear about, but this IS an essay and i DO need sources. So there. 

pic credits: @niamh90 and this post

Lets go to racing. Nico’s dad made a bloody team in karting so he and Lewis could continue to race. Seb. Didn’t really have that. Yadda yadda, something about connections vs doing it all yourself on your own merit. Now dont get me wrong, im all for nepotism, and Nico is an insanely good driver in my opinion, and Seb did use BMW ties to get to test for Williams. They both also won some series that im not sure i understand, the fuck is GP2 and German cups, im not looking into that if i dont have to, bottom line is, they are both super good drivers. However, there are all these differences between them and the way they’ve even come into F1 that I think push them to the opposite sides of the spectrum despite them being the same person in their basics. If you want to know more, google their racing careers up until F1 and you’ll see what I mean (i dont feel like re-doing a deep dive about junior series and shit and who won what bcs i will then never be able to forget it and i dont need that info cluttering my brain). Onto the F1.

Nico came into F1 after winning whatever GP2 is, in 2006, driving for Williams (he also refused McLaren in 2007, good on him, fuck McLaren on principle). Seb (properly, not just to replace Kubica) came into F1 in 2007 mid-season, when RBR did a well-known and beloathingly repeated signature move of replacing drivers mid-season and he drove for Toro Rosso aka Baby Bull Team. He also fucking crashed into Mark Webber in 2007, thats not relevant to anything except that I personally think it’s hilarious, so honorable mention for Seb doing terrorism on Webber even before they were teammates. :) Anyways, Seb wins Monza 2008, Williams is shit. Whatever. All of that is secondary, because we now come to the biggest point of contention, the ultimate important thing, the gem of the collection, the one and only and the most important person in this essay (dont @ me idgaf you know it’s true) - MICHAEL FUCKING SCHUMACHER. 

:)

Michael Fucking Schumacher. Sebastian Vettel’s absolute ultimate idol since he was a kid (three M’s, anyone) and Nico Rosberg’s teammate in the newly minted Mercedes Team in 2010, after his switch from Williams. Look at that face. I’d let him terrorize me ngl. He is adorable.

He is also absolutely unhinged, and Sebastian fucking adores him.

Basically, what we have in 2010 F1 season is Sebastian Vettel terrorizing his older teammate  Mark Webber with his presence and results in Red Bull, and Michael Schumacher terrorizing his younger teammate Nico Rosberg in Mercedes after his sabbatical. Schumi was there to fuck around, and boy did Nico find out. On the other hand, Michael took one look at German twinks available on the grid, Seb smiled at him and batted his eyelashes in hero-worship whilst being a little shit, and Michael went “yeah okey I like this one, fuck the rest”, and he took on a friend-mentor-whatever you want to call it i dont judge role with Vettel while absolutely mindfucking Nico. If you look at any press conference ever where Seb, Michael and Nico are there, Nico is always their bullying target. If you add Webber, you get double the terrorism. Michael looks on as Seb says/does stupid shit and then turns around with the biggest “did i do weel senpai? Did you see? Did you?” fucking heart eyes ever. Meanwhile poor Nico has to deal with a 7 time wdc in the garage and with mind games constantly, which Michael is probably teaching Seb on the downlow, or just by, yakno. Diffusion principles or sth. I’d almost feel sorry for Webber, but I hate that guy. Here’s pics of these lovely teammate pairings, bcs why not. 

Do you see what I mean? :) (merc pic credit goes to @smoothoperator-55​ and this post) 

I mean, Nico tries. He really does, and he actually succeeded in his mindfuckery with Lewis later, on account of knowing him better than anyone in the world, really. But during the RBR golden era of Vettel championships, he has no chance. Literally none. As annoying as he can be, he is literally just being bullied by these two insane Germans. And I love it.

(again, pic credit to this post)

Wait, I lost the plot being distracted about Seb and Schumi being the mean girls of the grid. I mean look at them. Fuck. Where was I?

Oh yeah okay. So. What happens is, Seb is on top of the world, having the friendship and love and support of his idol. Nico isn’t. Niki sees this, he steps in. Michael retires. Nico’s best friend, a kid more talented than anyone in the world and a WDC with McLaren already comes into the team. FUN TIMES ABOUT TO COMMENCE. Kinda. Not really. I won’t go into the details of all that, bcs chances are, if you’re reading this, you fucking know already. Lewis and Sebs friendship developing especially after Nico left, Seb at Ferrari fuckery while Nico was gathering the pieces of his broken heart and doing commentating, Seb using any and every opportunity to fuck with Nico by being all touch with Lewis and then still defending Nico after all; all of that, you probably know better than I do. I will, however, draw some more parallels bcs this is almost 2k already and I need to eat.

- Seb said Kimi was his only friend on the grid when he started; we know Nico’s only friend in racing was Lewis;

- Both Nico and Seb married their high-school sweethearts and both are paragons of integrity in this (me being convinced that brocedes and princess cake and Seb/everyone he made eyes at are canon should not be counted as facts here);

- They are both so fucking annoying in interviews. Like any interview you watch, they are so fucking annoying, and when they’re with each other, they are even worse;

- they both played mind-games extraordinaire with their teammates and managed to beat them on account of those (tho id argue Webber sucks tbh but i do hate that guy);

- they are both passionate about the same cause - environmentalism, but in diametrically opposed ways. While Nico does DHDL and drives around and invests in electric cars, Seb, with no media presence, wears those oversized t-shirts of his and rides fucking vans to european circuits;

- they have both definitely banged at least one of their teammates;

- they are both rich white men with some concerningly western-biased opinions but whatever, we stan anyways (whilst being critical of that in rl if not on our delusional tumblrs).

I may add some more stuff if I remember it, and I may even research it properly next time, but for now I think this is enough. I don’t even know what this is, except me word-vomiting about my favorite German twinks to distract myself from obligations and giving myself an excuse to search for pretty pictures.

Here’s Seb and Nico, so we end this with a high. I know I get a high from them. Akira out. 

some sources, bcs im not an absolute heathen, also all the pic credits i didnt tag specifically go to pinterest:

x x x x x 

[finelinevogue]

yeah thats what i think too, they will definatly wait for outside the villa, but he will have A LOT to say when they are making out and get a bit carried away because they are so gone for each other

⛱ anon: If they aren’t handsy, I’m gonna sue!!! I need more Harry and ass content! And I feel like YN would be all over his arms!! Just clinging onto them and rubbing on them 24/7!

anon: But on the first episode andrew had to show his favourite positions… what are our couple’s favourites 👀 (I particularly love the break eagle or whatever one paige mentioned🫣)

anon: Im living for these li concepts ugh it would be so hard not being extremely inappropriate with all those people and cameras if i was coupled up woth harry

oh we have a lot of anons wanting the same thing.... so here we go!

The lights were blinding when they were turned on in a morning.

The producers normally turned on the lights at 9AM in order to start filming early and get good footage for the rest of the day.

You woke up still tightly snuggled against Harry's chest, only this time you had been allowed to face him. Your head was tucked against his chest, whilst his arms still encased you and his head slept just above yours. During the night your legs must've got tangled and now your knee was pressing dangerously close to his dick.

"Morning." He said with a grumble, barely opening his eyes because of how bright the room was.

"Mmm." Was all you could reply. You were so exhausted already, no doubt from the heat, that even sleeping really took it out of you. Sleeping next to Harry though was giving you better night sleeps than what you'd get at home though.

"Morning kiss?" He asked politely.

"Morning breathe." You replied, pointing to your mouth.

Harry pulled the covers up a bit more, so that you faces were covered from praying eyes and cameras. It was hot under the duvet, but getting this close to him and semi-secretly felt really good. Even though you had microphones on it still felt like your moment because no one could visibly see.

"Don't care. Now c'mere and kiss me." He ordered, moving closer to you.

"Someone's a bit demanding this morning." You teased and it earned you a deathly grope of his hand against your ass, making you gasp in shock.

"Someone was pressing against m'dick all night so I think I have the right to be demanding." He grunted, not taking any shit from you when it came to a potential release.

"I was?" You pretended to be innocent, whilst you pressed your knee further up against his dick so he let out a few breathy sighs. You ran your tongue against your teeth just thinking about how cheeky you were being.

Harry suddenly took a hold of your knee and pushed it back down so it was straight and, importantly, away from his cock. He was already getting blue balls from not wanting to rush things with you and yet here you were being an absolute tease, with no regards how difficult it was for him to control himself.

"Y're asking for it, y'know?" Harry said, with a darker stare to his eyes. He leant in even closer so your lips were panning each other.

"What if I am?"

Harry groaned before pushing his lips onto yours. He grabbed the back of your neck to pull your closer to him and deepened the movements of his lips against yours. His lips were so soft and plump. You noted how his lips felt different in a morning to at the end of the day.

It was little details that you picked up about him that made your attraction for him grow stronger and stronger.

His tongue slide against your bottom lips and when you opened your mouth just slightly, he used his teeth to bite on your bottom lip. He moaned when you did, finding pleasure in yours. Both of you caught on very quickly to how the other one liked to be treated and it felt powerful being the one to give pleasure to your partner.

"Oi! Lovebirds, let's up!" Liam shouted from the end of the bed, ruffling the duvet at the bottom of your feet.

Harry groaned and you pulled back with a soft laugh. Liam might've guessed what you had been doing, which is why Harry was going to whack him later for it.

"Be happy you even got that kiss." You said, stretching your arms over your head as you woke up your muscles and bones.

"I'm happy with anything y'give me." Harry said, tossing the duvet back over the both of you. The light was still bright, but not as bad as before.

"Even blue balls?" You teased, but jumper out of bed before you could face the wrath of his reply.

.......

It was later around the campfire that a group of you were playing twenty questions.

Luca had just had his go in asking a question and he asked, "What is everyone's favourite sex position?"

That got heads turning and cheeks blushing. You and Harry were sat opposite each other and gave each other the eyes. This wasn't something that you'd talked about yet, seeing as you'd decided that sex wasn't something you really wanted to do within the villa. Sex was a personal thing and if you were still with Harry by the end of the show then you would love to share a moment like that with him outside the villa.

"Um probably the broken eagle." Paige said and you nodded in support.

"Y/N?" Paige nudged you, asking you next.

"Um, probably lotus." You said.

"What the fuck is that?" Luca laughed.

"You gotta demonstrate now." Paige urged.

You stood up and held out your hand for Harry to take. He smirked, whilst softly chuckling under his breathe. He walked over to you and caught your hand, squeezing softly. You caught sight of Paige and Luca giving each other knowing looks.

You instructed Harry to sit on the floor and put his legs out in front of him. Next, you straddled his waist and placed your clothed core over his clothed dick. You wrapped your arms around his neck, whilst his went around your waist. When you moved your legs to clasp together behind Harry's back you accidentally rocked against his dick, which earned you a groan from Harry, before you stood back up again to avoid any more teasing.

"Damn, okay." Luca nodded, mentally adding that position to his sex-bucket list.

[gentil-minou]

Dang, I didn't realize you stopped writing ML analysis because some dweebs were raining on your parade and making fun of it. You wrote some of the best stuff looking at ML and I'm sorry jerks ruined that for you. Both you and this fandom have been robbed of something great because some people just can't let other enjoy things.

i mean there are a lot of reasons, both personal and fandom related. My work is very demanding, I had some traumatic shit that happened a few months ago I'm still processing, and my interests in fandoms go up and down over time, like right now it's pretty clear to see i'm more active in other fandoms besides ML.

But honestly the awful way the fans have been acting towards this season, not just in the way they rain on everyone's parade but also the way the bible and leaks have spread so far and wide. While that isn't the fandom's fault persay it's still awful. the fun of theorizing is gone when a bunch of people know what's going to happen, so naturally i just kinda stopped (then all the broadcasting bs that always bothers me ugh)

But I think the one thing this fandom hasn't seemed to realize is that it takes a lot of effort to write about this show, especially if you're an adult or a student who has other things going on. It's easy to leave a comment that hates on the analyses they write, and it's also easy for it to feel like a personal attack.

Think of it this way, so many people relate to Adrien and Mari, in so many ways. They can see themselves in them, even their faults and mistakes mean something. It feels incredibly validating for someone to be able to see that.

Take my Adrien has depression posts for example. Because I've had depression since I was younger than him and did a lot of the same masking behaviors he does, it meant so much to me. Here was a character who seemed to be going through what I was at the time and still struggle with today. It was so wonderful to see on screen because it felt like I was finally being seen. Or another example would be Mari's anxiety and ADHD which I also relate to so much, especially when it causes her to make some mistakes or handle things in the wrong way. It's classing anxiety-avoidance cycles, and seeing it on screen made me feel like I wasn't so alone. And I am sure so many other people felt the same way

And then there are people who go and say awful things about these characters on a post where you express those feelings. How Adrien is being a whiney baby or whatever bs they say, how his actions are a sign of him being selfish instead of all of the trauma and neglect he's experienced. Or how Mari's complex thinking patterns and behavior are relegated down to her being a stalker or a mary sue or what have you, once again completely ignoring the core complexity of her character as just a normal girl who was forced essentially to be a superhero. The pressures of which would be tremendous on anyone let alone someone with clear ND traits and traumatic experiences.

And people insult those fictional characters, so quickly and easily, without realizing the very real damage they are doing to the very real people who see themselves in them. I've talked so much about why I love sentiadrien because i can see some of my struggles in that storyline, and then to have people say that no it doesn't matter because my experiences aren't as important? that it's invalid because there's only one right way to experience trauma? that im wrong for finding solace in it? it's awful, and it puts me down.

i shouldnt be feeling invalidated when im watching my comfort show, i shouldn't spend days writing very careful posts only to get them shat on by insensitive comments. as much as i want to ignore them and focus on the good i do and the fun i get from it, it still feels like a stab through the chest every time.

and then there are the people who say i'm an awful therapist because they don't agree with my analyses. that's the worst, and while i won't go into details about why this particular statement brings me so much pain, i just need folks to understand that it's genuinely one of the worst insults i've ever had. and if everytime i write something i have second guess myself, and then second guess if i even have the skill and talent for the field i'm in, it just becomes a horrible spiral. people make these comments like they're the easiest thing in the world to say and it just boggles my mind, because although they may have forgotten their stupid little tag i certainly haven't. i hold them deep in that dark part of my brain where the whispers are loudest and hardest to control.

ultimately, the last few months i wanted to remind myself why i like this show and this website in the first place, and that i'm doing it for me. life is hard enough, if i can't have fun in the one place i can control then what's the point? so i will control my own experiences within this fandom, even if other's want to rain on it