#wc; 386

[haeminlgc]

samsung vlog

The vlog style that Haemin had in mind contained minimal talking, just a voice over added later narrating certain moments., and mainly focused on going through the motions of a 'typical day in the life of' featuring his chosen product, the earbuds.

Setting up the cameras in his flat at choice locations the night before his intended day of filming (since he wanted it to be as organic as possible with the minimum amount of retakes) was fairly straightforward. He only hoped that he'd remember that he was being filmed and didn't do anything stupid like strip off in front of the camera as he got dressed.

The first scene is of his alarm going off and a sleepy Haemin turning it off, turning on a few lights before walking down the stairs to the bathroom which then cuts to another camera showing him washing his face (including a quick skin routine) and brushing his teeth. He wondered if it was worth showing his bareface but he wanted it to look natural so he'd take the whatever fallout there was. A shot of his toaster working on his breakfast before showing up all dressed, arguably nicer than he would be on a normal day but who needed to know that? Cuts of Haemin eating, scrolling the news, and washing up followed before showing him grabbing his coat, bag and the earbuds, connecting them to his phone to start listening to music.

The next few scenes were of the commute to the agency office featuring the subway and a quick walk all while showing his earbuds and the ease of use. Changing the volume, skipping tracks, and pausing the music all with just the tip of his finger. Intuitive. Revolutionary.

From commute to work, the earbuds do it all. A scene of a handsfree work call leaving him free to take notes to monitoring one of his latest projects (blurred out for privacy).

And then it's time to go home. Subway with a detour to a shop to pick up some ingredients for dinner. Coming in through the door, popping his earbuds in their charging case and putting them in their special place, in sharp focus, as he shrugs off his outdoor clothes and shoes in the background before walking further into the flat.

Fade to black.

[lgcjaesun]

an LGC RETREAT solo

jaesun never liked to be surprise woken up at 3 am, but he also knew that likely meant something interesting was about to happen ( and if they were just waking him up at 3 am for fun, then someone was going to pay for it. just kidding. )

it's admittedly difficult to keep his eyes open on the bus ride to wherever it was he was going, but he also wasn't entirely sure if a camera might suddenly come to his face or something else might happen that he might regret sleeping through. rubbing his eyes, he did his best to try and stay awake.

before he knows it, the day has really kicked off and they're asked to do introductions. it was actually quite a considerate activity considering how large the group was and likely not everyone knew everyone else's name. even he who was usually pretty good at these sorts of things had a few faces where he wasn't one hundred percent certain about.

as it got to his turn, he bowed ever so slightly and gave a bright smile almost a "typical" face that he gave when he did introductions. "hello everyone! i'm v&a's ahn jaesun, also known as aj." he pauses for a moment as he begins to count in his head how long he's been at legacy. "sorry, it's been a long time since i've thought about this," he chuckles nervously.

"well, i joined legacy in january of 2015 so i am coming up to my eighth year here." he has to stop himself from shuddering at the thought of just how long that was - the equivalent of high school and college combined. "three random facts about myself?" he wonders if these things have to be things that people don't know but there are plenty of people here who likely don't know everything about him and it is being aired (?) presumably so he supposes he shouldn't overthink it too much.

"i love all shades of the color blue. my favorite food is ganjang gejang though i can't really make it myself so i don't get to eat it often but i just generally love food and cooking. and i recently discovered photography so i've been getting into that." he nods his head animatedly as he lets the next person take their turn.

[sweetshuga]

When in doubt, eat it out ✧ CS

───~𓆩♡𓆪~───

bf!chris! Eating you out after you made fun of him for what he accidentally said on stream. "Yeah? Y’wanna see how ”in doubt” I am? Spread those fuckin’ thighs ma."

You decided to watch your boyfriend and his brother’s stream – lounging in his room – you rolled over on his bed. Laying on your side as you propped your phone on a pillow. "Time to eat," your gaze fell on your boyfriend’s face on your phone, "when in doubt, eat it out- AUHH PAUSE! WHY DID I SAY THAT?!" A laugh burst from between your lips, your mind already brewing with all the teasing you’re gonna do.

The chat went crazy, and so did you, "that was hot," you mumbled an agreement to the chat.

𓆩♡𓆪

After the long hours of stream, Chris finally walked back into his room—closing the door with a soft sigh of relief. He found you laying on the bed with a grin on your face, ready to tease the fuck out of him. "Don’t even-" you laughed heartily, "what– what was that about." Breathlessly laughing in between your words as you looked at your boyfriend.

Chris groaned in annoyance as he walked towards the bed. Plopping down beside your legs; his hand absentmindedly caressing your calves. "That was an accident, you know it, just shut up-" A loud laugh from you interrupted his words, "I can’t believe you just said that, on stream nonetheless." You wiped tears of mirth, a shit-eating grin on your face, "when in doubt, eat it out," you said mimicking his voice – laughing – not noticing Chris’ expression changing.

The sudden movement from Chris startled you, causing your laughter to die in your throat. He had climbed on the bed, straddling your hips. His expression was nothing short of desire, his pupils dilating as he leaned closer to your face. "Yeah? Y’wanna see how ”in doubt” I am? Spread those fuckin’ thighs ma." Your eyes widened at the sudden change in his mood, jaw going ajar, a flustered what? Is all you could mumble out.

"I said, spread those fuckin’ thighs," he repeated, "m’gonna eat you out until there's not a single doubt— thought in that pretty little head of yours." You found yourself complying, your breathing growing shallower as you spread your legs for him. A slow smirk spread across his face as he lowered his head down to level with your clothed cunt, ready to fulfill the promise of leaving no thoughts – or doubts in that matter – behind.

𓆩♡𓆪

wc. 386

note. English is not my first language!

Isa's notes. Quantity over quality seems to be my motto 'cause wtf 😒

Matt version!

xoxo 𓆩♡𓆪

© sweetshuga

[blue-jisungs]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ PRETTY BOY 🧸ྀི — putting makeup on keeho <3 ( wc 386 )

ੈ✩‧₊˚ note ! inspired by this. and piwon’s new bangers. and also his hair this era bc im so in love w brown haired keeho<3

˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ @kstrucknet

the sound of music playing softly blurred into brown noise, as you focused on your task. keeho’s hands were resting on your hips, drawing circles in a soothing notion.

you saw one of the sanrio clips slip a bit, so you put the brush you were using between your teeth and went to fix it. gently fixing his hair, you adjusted the clip again.

keeho’s eyes were focused on you. chin slightly propped up since you were holding it, lips parted.

“now a little bit of blush…” you hummed and reached for the blush, swapping your tools.

the pink dust decorated his cheeks. you dabbed some on his chin and nose as well, the soft brush tickling his skin.

you leaned back, appreciating your work. you thought keeho would decline when you asked to put makeup on him. but he agreed gladly and even offered (insisted, even) himself you to sit on his lap.

“i think you’re forgetting something” he spoke up. your boyfriend was suspiciously quiet throughout the whole time, so you got startled a bit.

“uh… am i?” you frowned. foundation, eye makeup, mascara, blush… highlight? no… maybe…

“lip tint, duh?” keeho smiled gently. with a giggle, you nodded.

you got to work, leaning closer again. your hair tickled his cheek but he didn’t mind. the fuzzy applicator poked his lips gently, enriching their color. slight red bloomed and you quickly went to blend it with your finger.

you missed the way he swallowed hardly.

“mhm, done” you announced and looked up. keeho’s eyes were solely focused on your lips.

you involuntarily smiled, your finger still resting on his bottom lip.

“my pretty boy” you murmured and he finally met your eyes.

maybe he overestimated himself. the moment you sat on his lap, he was gone for. you, pampering him… being so close… it made his heart flutter. his mind was filled with thoughts about you. he didn’t spoke much: he was just admiring you the whole time.

“can i kiss you?” it slipped out of his mouth before he could think about it. you just nodded.

your fingers shifted, still keeping his chin up. locking lips with him, carefully not to ruin the makeup, you felt him sigh with relief.

he was waiting for it since the moment you sat on his lap.

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[stuckinmymind22]

once a month

zoro learns about periods, afab! reader

have bad cramps keeping me up so wrote this i’m going to sleep now, i’ll edit it in the morning or something idk

wc: 386

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zoro paces back in forth in front of the infirmary, he doesn’t know what happened to you, one moment you seemed fine and the next you were doubled over struggling to speak through your gritted teeth.

never has he seen you act like this before, not even after you’ve been cut down or hit blow after blow. watching you drop to your knees in the crow’s nest freaked him out. he was quick to sweep you up and ran throughout the ship looking for chopper despite your weak protests. you tried to tell him that it was unnecessary but you were struggling to get the words out.

“zoro, put me down i can walk,” you tried to reason, finding your voice, although it was a little shaky. he scoffed at your request, shifting you in his arms.

He couldn’t understand why chopper didn’t seem to be so worried, not that he didn’t trust the ship’s doctor, but something was clearly seriously wrong with you. he found himself getting annoyed at the lack of urgency the doctor seemed to have.

you call for zoro when chopper leaves the room. he finds you laying on the infirmary’s bed, a place he is all too familiar with.

“i’m alright you know,” you attempt to reassure the agitated swordsman, “it’s gonna take a lot more than that to kill me” you say with a characteristic smile, but he looks skeptical.

“i’m serious, i’m going to be okay. i’m not a stranger to this kind of pain. it happens every month”

his eyes widen, you go through this every month? you were barely able to stand and that’s normal to you?

he knew that every few weeks you disappear into your room for a couple of days, nami and robin will hide in there with you and on more than one occasion he’s caught chopper bringing medicine to you, he’s even seen the damn chef/shit cook bring deserts to your door but he’s never thought to question it. what have you been dealing with?

“zoro, it’s just my period, it’ll go away in a couple of days,” you say to his confused face.

he didn’t know much about periods other than women get them and now apparently they are able to bring a strong woman like you to her knees.

[bradleysass]

Jigsaw - @black-brothers-microfic - wc: 386 - Starchaser + Wolfstar

CW: Theyre watching Saw, a thriller movie

James Potter was regretting his life choices.

He wasn’t sure how he ended up in this situation, curled up on the couch between his boyfriend, who was analyzing a serial killer’s methodology like it was a bloody textbook, and his best friend, who was laughing maniacally every time someone on-screen met a gruesome fate.

“This is ridiculous,” Remus scoffed from his armchair, arms crossed over his chest. “Half of these traps wouldn’t even function the way they’re meant to.”

“That’s what I’ve been saying,” Regulus said, gesturing sharply at the screen, his voice filled with disdain. “Take this reverse bear trap, for example—”

“No, thank you,” James interrupted, burrowing further into the couch.

Regulus ignored him. “The mechanics don’t add up. If the goal is to snap the jaw open with that much force, the tension required would be immense, which means the metal should be visibly straining. But it’s not.” He huffed. “Shoddy engineering.”

“Not the problem, Reggie,” James whimpered, eyes squeezed shut. “The problem is that it’s happening at all.”

“Mate, you’re missing the best part!” Sirius cackled, elbowing him. “Look, look! Here comes the iconic foot scene.”

“I don’t want to see the iconic foot scene!” James all but wailed, burying his face in Regulus’ shoulder.

Regulus sighed dramatically but patted his head, used to James’ dramatics. “Honestly, James, it’s nothing to be scared of.”

“Nothing to be scared of?” James pulled away to stare at him incredulously. “That man is sawing off his foot, Regulus.”

Regulus raised a single unimpressed eyebrow. “And?”

James turned to Remus for support. “Moony, back me up here!”

Remus shrugged. “It’s just bad science.”

“BAD SCIENCE?!”

Sirius was howling with laughter now, clutching his stomach as he pointed at James. “You’re so weak, Prongs! This is nothing. We should watch Hostel next.”

James looked genuinely betrayed. “I thought we were best friends.”

Sirius wiped a tear from his eye. “We are, which is why this is so much fun.”

Regulus leaned over, pressing a kiss to James’ temple. “It’s okay, darling. If it makes you feel better, I’m sure you’d never be caught in one of these traps. You don’t have the attention span for Jigsaw’s moral lessons.”

James groaned and sank back into the couch. “I hate all of you.”

Sirius beamed. “Love you too, Prongsie.”

[rninies]

✮ orange theory

౨ৎ neuvillette x reader. fluff pure fluff, gn!reader, i am a victim of the orange theory that has been circulating around — wc: 386

notes. neuvillette is so </3

“neuvi,” you call out to him as he looks over the documents needed for tomorrow’s court sessions (as far as you know, it was something to do with stealing something important; you didn’t really pay attention to the details neuvillette explained to you yesterday). “would you peel some oranges for me?”

“yeah, sure-” neuvillette pauses, looking up from the documents with a confused look on his face. “wait a minute. love, i thought you dislike oranges? what made you change your mind?”

you shrugged, feigning ignorance. changing your position, your head rests on the couch pillow, getting comfortable inside neuvillette's office. “i don’t like oranges because i have to peel them. you know how i hate getting my hands dirty.”

neuvillette smiles at you softly. “why didn’t you say so? i would have peeled every single orange you want. would you like some now?”

finally getting the answer you are looking for, you laughed, face burying in the pillow. neuvillette looks at you, confused. having no idea why you are laughing now. “what is it? did i say something funny?”

you shake your head, wiping a tear away that escapes your eye. “no, no! your answer is perfect! it's just- have you not heard of the trend going around these past few days?” neuvillette shakes his head. “i forgot you never check these.” you sighed. “well, the trend is basically asking your significant other whether they would or would not peel oranges for them.”

neuvillette nods slowly, not quite grasping the reason behind this. “okay… what’s the reason for this? it’s just peeling oranges, no?”

“neuvi,” you sighed, shaking your head. “just because you can easily peel oranges doesn’t mean everyone can, okay? oranges are known to have a hard… skin, therefore people have a hard time peeling them. this is basically a ‘would you do anything for your partner?’ trend.”

“oh.” neuvillette says, and he smiles. “so do you still need some oranges peeled for you?”

you shake your head, quickly declining. “no! i don’t like oranges that much.” you frowned, thinking of the taste. “however…” neuvillette looks at you. “i do like some croissant now.” you give neuvillette a big smile, to which he reciprocates.

“okay. let’s go get some after i finish reviewing these documents, yeah?” neuvillette says, and you nod in agreement.

[sideysvault]

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖ HC’s of Deadpool having a vamp!partner ˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔

Pairing: Wade Wilson x gn!Reader

Established relationship wc 386

Warnings: Minors dni. Mentions of some disturbing themes (in a joking manner)

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 Wade Wilson loves having a partner that is not at all phased by blood or violence. He also loves that you don’t see those things as an integral part of who he is. (Or at least, his only characteristic) 

 You two would absolutely engage in some kinky sex. (Wade would even insist you should eat tiny bits of his flesh so you guys could be together forever. At the end of the day, he could regenerate in no time). But for their partner, that would be taking it a bit too far. Even for a vampire. 

 “I wish I had a super sexy tight cunt so you could drink from me every month. Wouldn’t that be so cool?”

 “Wade…” 

“Does this technically count as necrophilia?” 

 “Wade!?” 

You two would bond over the fact that you are a tad bit removed from the usual aspects of human experience. Pool has never felt the comfort of being truly known. Being able to relate to their partner and be understood with no judgment is priceless to him. Even if he doesn’t always admit it.  

At first, he would be shy about showing you his face without the mask. However, you assure him that you have truly seen it all. You are not easily impressed. When he finally feels comfortable enough to do it, your eyes tear up a bit. If it’s possible, you think you might love him even more than before. 

 “I just think it’s super sad that you aren’t able to see yourself in a mirror. You are smoking hot, babe”.+

“That’s not really how it works. But thank you. I guess”.

His partner would occasionally join on his missions

When you stayed home and Pool came back from a particularly tough day, you’d always make sure to patch him up. Even if it was make-believe. Even if it wasn’t really that necessary with his powers. But you knew how much physical contact and normalcy could help someone like you two. So you took care of Wade. Every. Time. It makes him feel human. And you completely adored him. 

“Honey, I need to ask a question. It’s serious”. 

“Are you going to say something stupid?”

“How dare you?! I’m so hurt right now…”

 “Ok, Pool. Spill it”.

 “Do you know Count Dracula?” 

“…” 

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Notes: Hello beautiful anon! Thank you so much for being my first request. I’ll love you forever. As always feedback is welcome. I hope I did some justice to your request! Idk much about vampire characters (I’m sorry). xox - Sidey

Based on this request.

[rkiveinmarvel]

fighting side by side with zoro! (fluff) - wc:386

fighting side by side with zoro is part of being a loyal member of the straw hat and a mutual respect brewed between with him and you.

he cleans his sword and you would try working on some fighthing stance. he would spar with you and you would throw jokes along his way. you would watch him practice his new skill as he guides your stance.

he would also let his hand linger on your waist when he fix your stance, he would spar with you with intent of getting close to you, he would practice his new skill with the intent of showing off.

that's zoro when he's with you.

your hand dances in his scar as you hum soft music in his chest. he lives in moments like this. he chest vibrates as you told him it took him too long to confess. both of you laughed.

god, he loved your laugh: he wishes to bottle it, treasure it, and protect it and he would.

as his hand ran in your hair, he watched the scene unfold earlier, how his blooded hand reached into yours and your eyes showing relief when you heard him breath.

"were you always that worried about me?" he asked as he drew circles in your shoulders, getting drunk with your scent.

memories came back; two years ago: alabasta, skypiea, thriller bark--and sabaody archipelago-- "i was always worried about you."

in that he felt his heart a bit more warmer than usual, a bit more warmer when he works out. he nods as you listen to his heartbeart

"you were always worried, huh? all those damn years ago, and now...but there's a much more worse part in your worry..."

you wondered as you rest your chin in his chest.

"there were times, i thought i wouldn't be back to you. and i hate that." your heard his heartbeat pounding a little louder, as he smiled as he placed a hand on your cheek.

he loves you so damn much. with a soft smile, he grabs your hand and kissed your knuckles.

"well, let's not leave each other's side then.."

fighting with zoro side by side is something, but loving zoro is another--because that man would let you unravel pieces of him like he was only made to be understood by you.

i love that boy sm (softzoroiscanonzoro)

[akutasoda]

Hello! Im sorry if my request is off time or its sensetive, please ignore it if so!

Would you be able to do Semmelweis with (romantic) a reader that has some kind of blood issue (like PV producing more blood ect.) I feel like Semmelweis wouldnt be one to jump into conclusions, or well act on impulse. Maybe she didnt know of this and so when reader mentions this it kind of puts question marks in her head (adding reader might be happy to answer!). Im sorry if this is too much, thanks either way!

your condition is my duty

synopsis - how is she when hed loved has a condition regarding their blood

includes - semmelweis

warnings - gn!reader, reader has an unspecified blood condition, wc - 386

a/n: hi hi ^^ no worries anon!!

↪it was always better to be rather transparent about various regards with one's partner, naturally entailing anything the other was comfortable in sharing.

↪so eventually you would be the one to inform semmelweis of your condition regarding your blood. it felt especially important for her to be aware for general purposes and more so regarding her own situation.

↪it would've been likely that semmelweis noticed something was amiss prior but she never dared to pry as she figured that if it was something that you wanted her to know, you would've told her. semmelweis would wait until you said something.

↪although, if some occurrence were to happen where your condition was the cause, it would be natural for her to learn then but that certainly wouldn't be the preferred way for either of you.

↪so regardless, you would eventually be tasked with explaining your condition in its entirety to semmelweis.

↪while semmelweis originally may not be very well versed on the subject, she would certainly be eager enough to learn and ask questions - obviously minding the topic and happy to abstain from doing so if she knew you were uncomfortable talking about it in such depth.

↪but if you were happy to help inform her to the fullest of your abilities, she'd become very attentive. semmelweis wouldn't want to be misinformed so she would even go away to research further for anything she could do to help.

↪perhaps, with your agreement, she may get back in touch with an old acquaintance of hers, lorelei. the one who reached out to semmelweis herself when she was inflicted with her own issues and if lorelei could do that much for her, semmelweis was sure she could at least be of some aid for you.

↪regardless, after learning about your condition, semmelweis wouldn't treat you much differently. she would still be there for you

[zeroseuniverse]

Tender Beginnings

WC: 386 Pairing: Jongho X fem Reader Warnings: I mean Jongho is shirtless that's all

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Soft mornings spent sleeping in were rare, Jongho almost always woke up early to head to the studio barely giving his girlfriend time to press a sleepy kiss to send him off. However, after taking some much needed time off to spend relaxing he was almost buzzing with contentment as he felt the bed shift slightly under his lover's movements. His favorite thing was when she woke up before him, she would make sure to make him feel cherished as his eyes opened and welcomed the early morning chill. 

And today was no different, the sun peaked slightly through the curtains, just barely illuminating the figure of her boyfriend, his puffy face and messy bed hair made her internally coo. She shifted her weight moving to rest her body between his slightly spread knees with a soft smile. She laid her head on his hip and just took a moment to stare adoringly up at her lover, absentmindedly tracing a pattern or two across his bare tummy as she watched his chest rise and fall. She hummed the tune of his favorite song as she began to press feathery kisses across his hips and stomach, moving up his body with careful movements. 

Upon reaching his face she wasn’t surprised to see her boyfriend fighting a smile to try and feign sleep but she allowed herself to indulge in the man’s silly behavior. She peppered kisses up his neck to his jaw and finally to his lips, where he could no longer pretend and almost immediately reciprocated.

“Good Morning My Love, sleep well?” Her voice didn’t raise louder than a whisper allowing the tender moment to stay for as long as it could. 

“Hmm I did, but I think I enjoyed the wake up call better.” He hummed, moving his arms to tug her back to his side, turning to lay on his side to face her as she did the same. Allowing her hand to rest on his him gently, yet again taking motion of tracing pictures, and the two fell into yet another soft moment, just contently sitting together every once in a while guessing the pattern the other would trace on their skin. As the sunlight began to fill the room, the blissful morning became warmer by the moment as the morning chill dissipated.

[mingsolo]

UNTITLED 05.

mingi x reader (f) / smut, pwp / wc: 386 / warnings: there's a choke kink / r: 18+

You couldn't hear Mingi clearly over the heavy breathing.

You parted from his lips when you found yourself holding his neck rather tightly, unwrapping your hands from him thinking he would not enjoy that, not even realizing you did until this very moment.

“Please, keep them"

Mingi held your hands in position. His voice was just barely louder now, but at least you could hear him clearly.

Your eyes shone, locking them into his. His parted lips, pink cheeks, lazy gaze on your lips. His hair is a mess. Adorable and so inviting. You adjusted yourself on his lap, wrecking his hair before slowly going down to his neck again.

You kissed him ravenously. Both so hot it could pass for a fever.

“Tighter.” He groaned, and you could feel yourself dampening.

You did as told, rubbing yourself against the thick fabric of his jeans, feeling the even thicker shape of his cock. So ready for you. Mingi begins unzipping his pants and moving your underwear aside.

“Now” you moan and he knows exactly what to do.

You press even more as his cocks enters you and Mingi cries out, sounds coming out in little exhales from under your hands wrapped around his neck. The timbre of his voice vibrating against your palms. You moan too, rocking your hips back and forth as if this was your last time with him.

“You are doing so well…”

And so you came under his praise.

And while doing so, you tighten your grip and Mingi’s breath shortens. You go down to kiss his cheek, his jaw and paying attention to the little cries and whimpers over his rough breathing. “Fuck!” He barely makes out the words, keeping you in place as he comes. So tight as if this were the last time with you.

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[matty-bear]

Chapter I. The Party [N.S]

Type: sneak peek! 

pairing: nick sturniolo x male!oc

warnings: sfw, mentions of drinking

summary: ????

notes: lil sneak peek of my newest nick series! i don’t have a title idea yet so hopefully i figure one out before tomorrow. speaking of tomorrow, first chapter will be posted then so be on the look out! hope you enjoy this spoiler 🙈💙

WC: 386

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“You need help over here?” The sudden voice causes Nick to jump and quickly turn around on his heels. He opens his mouth to respond but the sight of the tall male in front of him causes him to panic and freeze in his spot. Nick finds himself eyeing the boy up and down quite a few times, gay panic fully setting in as he fully takes in his appearance.

Dark blue hair, defined cheekbones, two chains around his neck, long, dangly earrings, a few rings littering his long and slim fingers which hold an empty shot glass, a blue and black striped ripped sweater (which was hanging very loosely on his shoulders), black baggy jeans, and docs. Nick could’ve sworn he saw a glimpse of a tattoo on his wrist but he wasn’t quite sure because of the dark lights in the room.

“Hello?” The male calls, tapping Nick’s shoulder with his pointer finger, seeming to snap the boy out of his trance as he looks back up at him. 

“Umm.. Hi, sorry.” Nick apologizes, a subtle blush coating his cheeks in an instant. “I have no idea what I’m doing, I apologize. I’m not a drinker so all of this is very confusing to me.” 

“Hey, don’t sweat it. We all start out as beginner drinkers. You need help picking something out?” The blue haired male asks, his long earring touching his shoulder as he tilts his head to the side. 

“God please. Nothing strong.” 

“I got you, don’t worry.” Nick watches the male in front of him set his glass down next to him to grab another small glass. 

“Do you mind pouring me like two?” 

“Yeah, of course! Two drinks coming right up.” As the male begins to make the drinks, Nick finds himself staring at him again, the small blush on his cheeks darkening a shade or two as he eyes his side profile. “Here you go, two Gin and Tonic cocktails. This is the simplest of drinks in my opinion so you should be perfectly fine if you down the whole thing.” 

“Perfect, thank you so much.” Nick smiles at the male, the smile he returns making him melt before he takes the two drinks. 

“Oh, I’m Finn by the way.” Finn greets, picking up his shot glass to pour himself another drink.

“Nick.” 

[ar-lath-ma-cully]

Hi happy Friday!!!! Can I please see Cullen/OC + “The smell of ozone during a storm” from the sensory prompts? ✨

It's been forever! Thank you so much for this prompt Rowan <3 It hurts so good. @dadrunkwriting Pairing: Cullen/Amaryllis (OC) Rating: T WC: 386 ---

She’s soaked when he finds her: on her knees in the pouring rain. Her eyes are closed, her pale face turned to the weeping skies. There’s blood in the water that streams down her neck, staining the collars of her robes. Her staff lies broken beside her. The piece of her father’s blanket is gone.

Cullen doesn’t stop until he’s taken to his knee at her side. From here, he can smell it. Ozone. He can taste it in the air around her, feel it spilling from the scorched earth beneath them.

“Amaryllis.” He isn’t sure what to say. There is nothing that could comfort her, now. 

He can see the way her skin has split along her chin and up, across her cheek. Her left eye is swollen and black. 

He reaches for the elfroot potion at his side and her hand grips his wrist: tight, but not enough to hurt. 

“Please.” Her voice is hoarse–a croaking whisper, barely heard over the downpour. She does not open her eyes. “I can’t.”

There is a fury rising within him. He can’t stop. “What happened?” Her other hand scrambles for purchase, and she tries to grip his chestplate, but her palm slides across its surface. Instead, she falls forward, her hand fisted in the soiled grass. Her other still grips his wrist.

At first, there’s nothing. She is still. Then, her shoulders begin to shake, and out of her mouth spills a harrowing cry. She lets go of him to pound her fists into the ground, once, and he realizes with horror that she has frozen the mud beneath her–her hands spill fresh blood upon the ice. 

“Fuck,” Amaryllis sobs. “Fuck. Fuck! FUCK!”

“Amaryllis.” He pulls her into him quickly, holding her tightly against him though the armor is uncomfortable for them both. With a shaking hand, he pushes the hair out of her eyes, and feels his own heart sink at what he finds. There is an unfathomable sorrow in her gaze. “What happened?” She doesn’t fight him. Amaryllis lets go. Falls against him. She seems to forget how to breathe for a moment, and then takes in a sharp, hitching gasp of air. 

“She’s gone. Ellana’s gone.”

Cullen’s own breath leaves him in a sudden punch.  He curls himself around her, and doesn’t let go.

[arabellatheauthor]

heaven and hell were words to me - part 2

Title: heaven and hell were words to me Rating: M for safety, might change later Word count: 650, WIP Summary: After the not-apocalypse, Heaven decides to discorporate Aziraphale and take him back to make him a better angel. But Crowley can't stand to live on Earth without him. This demon must find a way to sneak back into Heaven to save the angel he loves.

part one - wc 264

part two - wc 386

Crowley spent the first week Aziraphale was gone assuming the worst. His best friend had decided he wanted nothing more to do with him and left. Perhaps gone off to Alpha Centauri without him. Maybe the angel had gotten peckish and just wanted to pop across the galaxy for something celestial. 

And then one day the phone rang, and it was Aziraphale. 

“Angel!” 

“Oh, Crowley! I’m so glad I reached you.” 

“Where are you?” 

“I…I’ve been discorporated.” 

The angel proceeded to tell him how Gabriel and Michael had appealed to Metatron to get Aziraphale back on heavenly grounds and into angel training. 

“What can I do, angel?” Crowley pleaded. “Tell me what to do.” 

“I…I don’t think there is anything to be done, Crowley. I think I will be here for quite some time. Frankly, I’m not sure they’ll let me return at all.” 

Crowley’s hands started shaking, his heart beating faster. “I won’t let that happen.” 

“I just wanted to be able to say goodbye. I had to promise to shine the celestial harp in order to get permission to make this call. I didn’t want you thinking I’d just left. Not after…everything. I wouldn’t do that.” 

“Please,” the demon begged. “I need you. I want you here. I want us to finally—” 

“I know. But I don’t know how that would happen.” 

“Just say you won’t give up, angel. I’m going to fight for you.” 

“No.” His voice was harsh. “Do not do anything that could get you in trouble with your side. I can’t lose you, Crowley.” 

Crowley thought his demonic heart would beat out of his chest. “There’s just our side now.” 

There was a sigh and Aziraphale called “Yes, yes, all right,” off in the distance. “Sorry,” he said to Crowley. “That was Gabriel. Apparently the charges from heaven to earth are exorbitant and I need to go. I will miss you, so very much my dear.” 

“I’ll find a way to get you back, Aziraphale,” Crowley said. “I promise.” 

There was another sigh, and Aziraphale said, “I hope you know how very much you mean—” 

“Now, Aziraphale!” Michael called in the background. 

“I’ve got to go.” 

“Angel—” 

And the line went dead. 

Crowley sank to the floor of Aziraphale’s bookshop, where he hadn’t left since finding him gone, and sobbed. 

TBC

part three

[sanjoongie]

Hi, I really love your writing I especially love the way you write San (even tho I'm a Mingi bias) have you written any sub or switch Mingi fics, I'd love to read your interpretation of that, if not do you have any recs?

omg thank you!!! the best thing anyone can tell me is that they love the way I write my ult. Luckily for you, I have quite a few subbie Mingi, because i love writing the boys that way. Please hold 😂

a mix of my own stuff and people that i've read. i hope that helps!