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#ALSO YOU'RE LOSING ME IS SO BELLY AND CONRAD CODED#AND JELLY ALMOST KISS OMG#AND THE ENDING OF THE EP PLS I LOVE BELLY😭😭😭#hazel watches tsitp 2
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"Slashers with an s/o who's distant when she's sad"
Characters: Brahms Heelshire, Jason Vorhees, RZ Michael Myers, Bo Sinclair and Vincent Sinclair
Warning:A little bit of smut in Bo's
Brahms Heelshire:
He doesnt actually know what to do
But he is trying :c
He threw tantrums but nothing would get you out of your room, not even when he almost ALMOST destroyed half of the house
But once he saw that it was that serious he stopped
He made you your favorite sandwich but you locked your door and you are ignoring him.
Don't lock the wall child out :c He just wants to make you feel better
"Y/n please come out..I miss you"
When you're ready to talk he would hug you so tight your sadness would squeeze out of you.
Since you were ignoring him and he missed you you're going to cuddle for hours not that you would complain
When you're early in the relationship he tries to do the things that could cheer you up
Jason Vorhees
Also doesnt know what to do honestly
He could kill the person who made you sad but you wouldn't talk to him
So he asks his late mom for guidance
Flowers, a suit he somehow stole from a camper and something he thinks a girl would like:
Like a condom he mistook for a chocolate and a little handbag
When he's all ready to cheer you up he slides a note under your door knocked
"Y/n please come out, I have a surprise for you that could make you feel better"
You were reluctantly but nonetheless you want to see your boyfriend
And he's so cute🤗💕
The suit barely fits him and theres a bouquet of flowers he found in the woods and
a condom and a handbag
It made you giggle but it made him smile under his mask
RZ Michael Myers
Michael is really bad at cheering people up
He actually thinks you hate him when you're distant like this.
But he tries to win you over again although you dont actually hate him
He would give you a little of his food during dinner, He tries to make cute masks for you and he often checks up on you 🥺
You have to explain to him that you're not mad or hating on him. You were just sad and it was a habit.
Omg dont scare him like that :c you gave him a mini heart attack
When he feels like you're sad about something he persuades you to talk to him
Yeah he's not really going to talk back but he's a good listener
He gives comforting pats and would honestly kill whoever made you sad.
No one makes his baby sad, NU UH 😤
Bo Sinclair
I'm sorry but this man only knows like make up sex
If you're mad at him he'd fuck the hell out of you until you feel like jelly
But this time it was different
You explained to him that you don't want to do anything sexual right now
Acts like he doesn't give a fuck but deep inside he's worried. He is concerned about you.
You would observe that he's more open and more affectionate with you
Not anything sexual no He gives you long hugs and sweet kisses that you have never seen him do on a daily basis
You even get to see a soft smile if that's what you wanted
He would do anything for you that he doesnt do ever
Like cooking
Yeah he's a bad cook but gosh darn it he's trying
He tries to make you laugh. He would do anything to see your bright smile🥺
"That's it darlin, I love your smile"
Vincent Sinclair
He's observant of you
He starts to get worried when you don't visit him in the basement more often than you did
But once he was done with work for the day he knocks on your door
You see a little envelope with some doodles on it
"Hello love, I'm worried about you. Please go down to the basement and tell me all your problems. I won't force you"
After some thinking you went to the basement and god it was the most romantic thing you've ever seen
He hung fairy lights with the help of his brothers and displayed all the artwork inspired by you that he was keeping as a surprise
He welcomed you and held your hand not letting go
He also hung a hammock for you two to cuddle in when you're sad like this again.
He would bake cookies and other sweet treats you like
#slashers x reader#slasher imagines#slasher x you#brahms heelsire x reader#slasher headcanons#bo sinclair#slasher fucker#vincent sinclair#jason vorhees imagine#jason voorhees#rz michael myers#michael myers#slashers#brahms x you#brahms the boy#slasher fluff
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Omg I love your recent Kerstin fic. Would you consider doing a part 2 where we actually see Kerstin get jealous due to Courtney? Maybe some smut?
yes, yes, yes yes yes.!
jealousy k.c
plot: you and courtney become friends after being ex's for so long and kerstin gets a little jelly about it.
warnings: smut, public, part 2 of teammates
You were healing.
With the help of Kerstin of course.
You didn’t realize until the recent international camp where Australia would vs Uzbekistan when Courtney walked in and instead of a feeling of heartbreak washing over you, you finally saw her as a normal teammate, a friend almost.
“Media duties!” Macca called out with a grin as she held her phone and the tiny microphone which had some of the girls groaning.
“Partner up!” Allanna yelled from behind her she yelled and you were at the food table putting spaghetti in your bowl, meaning that when you went back to your table everyone was partnered up except for Courtney whom you both made awkward eye contact with another and Kyra coughed to save you both from it.
“I could switch” she offered to you but you shrugged your shoulders “It should be fine” you smiled and made your way over to her “Hey,” she said softly “Hi” you smiled, excited that you were finally feeling like her teammate again and not her ex.
“Excited for the games coming up, going to your homeland soon” she pointed out and you smiled “I haven’t seen my family since the break so I’m pretty excited, I’m giving my mum about 10 seconds before she starts to cry” you laughed and she joined you.
After a few seconds Courtney turned towards you “This is nice” was all she said and you nodded “Yeah” you breathed out and the two tall girls from your team walked over to you both with whiteboards “You have been chosen” Macca said in a weird voice you could only hear in star wars and you tilted your head “sorry I don’t speak Chewbacca”.
“C'mon” Allanna sighed and grabbed your hand, walking a bit faster so you were out of earshot of the other two “Are you okay?” she asked and you nodded “I’m okay” You smiled “Yeah?” Allana asked with a smile “Yeah” you confirmed and hugged into her side where she left a chaff kiss on your head.
“You know I didn’t like the idea of Kerstin taking you after what happened at the World Cup but you and her are really good together, even on the field,” she said to you and you blushed “C'mon let's just do this interview”.
You and Courtney both sat down together in the media room as a camera guy cleaned the camera Mackenzie held a script behind it and Allana held the mic. “Why did we need to clean the camera?” Courtney asked “Raso and Ellie did a try not to laugh challenge” the guy piped up and you laughed at the idea “oh that is chaos”.
“So you’re just gonna do like a ‘who’s most likely to’ kind of thing yeah?” Kenzie asked and you nodded and the camera started rolling.
“All right, who’s most likely to forget a teammate's birthday?” she asked and you wrote down Kyra’s name and turned it around at the same time as Courtney as the room erupted in laughter “Y/n” Courtney nudged your shoulder “what” you turned to her as your faces were close.
“It’s only out of us two”
Mackenzie and Allanna’s laughter filled the room again as your eyes bulged “Sorry Kyra!”.
“Who did you write anyway?” you asked as you rubbed Kyra’s name out “Me, you were always good with dates” She shrugged, and you nodded with a smile.
“Most likely to end up on Broadway?”
You both turned around your whiteboards to reveal your name “Me” you smiled “Fun fact: before I went into footy full time, I was always in my school musicals and local ones”
“And was even good at them” Courtney chimed as she remembered going to them.
“Most likely to go on Love Island?”
You thought about it for a second and then wrote down Courtney’s name, not sure if she would take it offensively but when you turned it around she laughed and you saw your name on hers “What?” you asked “Pretty people do well on Love island” Courtney pointed out with laughter and the comment went straight over your head “no you would do well in all like the challenges they do, you and your partner would dominate” you pointed out as everyone in the room was now laughing.
You both waved to the camera still laughing at each other as the cameraman turned it off.
“Well, at least I didn’t get water all over me this time”.
That night after dinner you laid on your bed with the phone in hand where Kerstin was “So how was tonight?" she asked after having a conversation all about her first couple of days "Good we did some media shots and I was with Courtney" you explained
You were too busy explaining your story that you didn’t see Kerstin's eyes when you mentioned your ex-girlfriend. “I miss you,” she told you with a smirk “Babe it’s been a week” you laughed but her stare didn’t change “I miss you too” you admitted with a smile.
“You getting a tan up in Spain?” you teased, and the girl smiled “Actually I was thinking we could come up here next break” she admitted and your smile widened “I’d love that”.
When you both hung up the phone for the night you saw that the admin had posted the video of you and Courtney, but you paid no mind to it, knowing what had happened in real life.
Kerstin sat in her bed and watched it, her eyes traveling to Courtney when her arm grabbed you and swivelled you around and told you that you were playing the game wrong. Then it went to her staring at you for a reaction whenever she turned her whiteboard around.
“Pretty people do well on Love Island”
Kerstin's eyebrows shot up at the blonde girl's (her words to her girl) words, she tried not to but her finer swiped up to see all the comments that had already flooded the video.
‘did they get back together?”
↪ we don’t even know if they ever broke up.
↪ isn’t she dating Kerstin
↪ just a rumour, just friends I think
↪ y/n and Courtney is an Australian power couple
↪ Kerstin and y/n are slow launching
↪ how many girfriends does this woman have?
Kerstin shut off her phone and put it on her bedside table with a groan.
She trusts you with every bone in her body and she knows you would never ever cheat, especially with Courtney but right now all she wanted was to push the blonde Australian away so people would know you were hers.
And hers only.
Tony took you off after 60 minutes, scoring two goals and assisting Mary for hers, you had the win in for sure and you helped your team make your way into the Olympics, jumping in joy from the sidelines when Caitlin scored her hattrick.
The game finished 7-1 and the Matilda’s team were singing random songs in the change rooms to celebrate. “Congrats” Courtney said as you walked in “thanks for the assistance” you smiled as you thought back to the first goal of the match.
You were on the wing, free as your defender got slightly confused and ran onto Raso. Courtney caught your eye as she dribbled and kicked with her right foot from their square to you where you hit it from your chest back down to your foot, giving you a clear way for a boot, which you did and thankfully the ball went in.
You jumped around in excitement as the team jumped on you, Courtney as well who lent her hand out to pick you up.
You walked away back to your cubby as Courtney watched you.
Allanna picked you up as you walked over “Can’t believe Tony took you off right before you got a hattrick” she groaned “It’s fine, he told me he wanted me fit and healthy for the Melbourne game cause he’s keeping me on for the full 90” you smirked and she gasped and smiled “Chicken!” Caitlin cheered over and sat down next to you “Got good news for you”
“What may that be?”
“Viv and I figured out that we and the Netherlands are gonna be at the same airport at the same time!” she told you quickly and you jumped up “fuck yes!” you cheered, ecstatic that you get to see your girlfriend.
“Alrighty girls!” Tony walked in “pack your bags cause we’re leaving bright and early in the morning!”
You weren’t usually a morning person but the idea of you seeing Kerstin again had you waking everyone else up to be quick, you even bought mini a coffee as Harper may have kept her up.
“Thanks, darl” she complimented you with a thankful smile as you walked together, Harper deciding to jump into your arms as you all walked onto the bus.
“Want y/n” she turned to her mum who shrugged “Take her,” she told you with a smile as you and the little one both cheered.
“You are happy,” Harper told you as you both sat down and you smiled “I get to see Kerstin” You smiled and the girl put her mouth in an ‘o’ shape letting out a little sound “I like Kerstin She gave me lollies” she smiled as she remembered when you took Kerstin to a ‘Tillies’ night out.
“That did not make your mummies happy,” you told her as you remember Kerstin apologizing as she didn’t know that the lollies she gave her had so much sugar in them.
The two of you fell asleep on the bus till you were shaken awake by her mother “I can still hold her” you promised her as you all walked in, quickly going through security with the little one stuck on your shoulder.
She didn’t wake until we all put our bags down “Kerstin” she mumbled and pointed before you turned around and indeed saw your girlfriend in all orange walking towards you, a slight sense of dominance as she locked eyes with you.
“You ruined my surprise little one,” she told Harper before wrapping her arms around you, squeezing you tight before pulling back and looking at you holding a child. “I look like a mum don’t I” you laughed
“milf”
“Kerstin” you scolded and grabbed her arm “C’mon let’s take her to her real mum” you smiled.
Although you loved the little girl, you just wanted to be with your girlfriend for the little time you had.
Dropping off Harper to Mini was easy but it was as you walked by your team members that Kerstin looked around for the blonde who was already watching you pass Mini the child, Kerstin didn’t like that.
“I have to go to the toilet come,” she told you, dragging you off.
You lightly scoffed “You need to learn how to control your bladder”.
You watched as Kerstin held you tight, turning from the regular girl's toilet last second to the disabled, throwing you in and quickly closing the doors behind her.
“Kerstin this is the-“ You were cut off by her lips on hers, moaning into her right away from the impact “Kirsten” you breathed out in between kisses, she simply shooshed you and travelled her lips down your neck, pushing you onto the sink “jump” she told you her hands grabbing your ass as you did and lowered you onto the bench top.
“we’re in public” you breathed out as she sucked onto your neck. She took her head away, looking at you with lust “I just want people to know what’s mine” she told you with a shrug as if it was the easiest thing to say in the world but you felt hot at the words, or maybe because it was the way her hands travelled up your legs as she said so.
“I am yours,” you told her and she crossed her head and tutted “Not everybody knows that,” she said and you thought back….Courtney.
“Are you jealous?” you ask as the woman's fingers played with your waistband “I don’t want anyone thinking they have a chance with you” She smiled and started pulling your shorts down, your underwear along with it, throwing it on the floor before her hands went under your thighs, pulling you towards her “so wet” she smiled, kissing up your legs.
“Did she ever make you this wet?”
You gasped at the words of your girlfriend, a new side that you had never seen of her, and you loved it.
“no” you mumbled as her kiss grew closer to where you needed her.
“Good girl”
Kerstin started slowly with a slow lick through your folds, moaning at the sight of her before she went in again, faster
“Oh fuck” you stuttered, your hand now tangled in her hair that she wore out, biting down on your lip to stop yourself from moaning.
But a buzzing sound interrupted your bliss.
Courtney.
“Answer it,” Kerstin told you before entering a finger into you.
“I-“ “Answer it or I won’t go any further” Kerstin looked into your eyes, silently telling you that she meant it.
“fuck” you cursed before pressing answer and lifting it to your ear as Kerstin eagerly watched you from underneath.
“hey” Courtney said on the phone “hi” you responded and Kersten started moving her finger slowly, you bit onto your free finger to stop yourself from any noise.
“Called cause you’ve been gone for a bit and we have to board in like twenty minutes” she said through the line “Lani said you could be with Kerstin but I just wanted to make sure”
At Kerstins name being dropped you looked down to the girl who was pumping her fingers into you, entering a second finger that made you gasp.
“Are you okay?” Courtneys voice rang out
“yep” you answered quickly, maybe a bit too quickly.
“okay uhm I could find you”
At the words Kerstin sped up and you moaned out into your hand so it was muffled “That’s-“ you started but stopped “That’s okay I’m good, be there in five-ten! minutes” you said but the squeeze of Kerstin's hands on your ass told you that you were going to be a bit longer.
“oh okay, well tell me if anything changes” Courtney offered and you nodded your head frantically, trying so hard not to scream out your lover's name “Yep okay bye” you said quickly before smashing the decline bottom and placing the phone on the table.
You took your hands in Kirstens hair again as you finally were able to release “oh fuck yes Kerstin” you breathed out as she let you ride out your high. When done you pulled her up by the front of her top and kissed her, lips molding together as you could taste yourself on her lips.
“You are so jealous”.
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Heya sweetheart, hope you are doing well!
I have a lil bit of indulgent request... I wanna know what your thoughts will be on the reader being on periods and how the boys will react to it from the Wicked Johnsons fic. (Like imagine one of them keeping their big warm hand on your abdomen! I would be so happy I mightt cryy😩🥺🥺)
Since it's a collab fic I am thinking of sending this same ask to all the authors so everyone can respond with their own thoughts. But please feel free to opt out on it if you want to.
Love you, really hope your recent absence is not becoz of a work injury like that one time.
Missing you,
Kuro
Omg Hi Kuro❤️ thank you for checking in on me❤️❤️❤️ no injury I promise.
Okay, so….
Tex is, as we all know, going to pick on you a little bit. Because he’s a shit head, right? And we love him. He’ll probably give you a cute little insufferable nickname or three—my little jelly donut, yknow stuff that you roll your eyes and scoff at but only to hide your giggle and blush.
Constantine is going to be a lot more protective of his sweet angel because female menstrual blood is used in rituals and dark magic much more than one would think. By your side almost at all times, driving you everywhere you need to go, sending his summons to covertly look after you when you’ve finally had enough of him and run away from his overbearing antics.
Wick is going to fuck the cramps right out of you, coddle you, bring you everything you can possibly want or need. You’re going to whine about a potential mess while he’s kissing down your tummy, on his way to relieve that achy pain in your abdomen and hips with his tongue, but Johnny Boy practically bathes in blood on a weekly basis, so he’s not only used to the carnage, but delighted that he gets to partake in yours.
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THEY FINALLY GOT TOGETHER OMGGG THANK U FOR GOT WHAT U WANTED!!!! what about when they actually finally start dating, how would that dynamic be??
ahhhhh i know!!!!!! my babies i feel like they finally have their story the way i wanted it to be, even though i rushed it a little i think its fitting theyre so in love they really couldnt drag it out much longer without the grand confession. and theyre so toxic everyone else in their life is sick of them lying to each other that theyre 'just friends'
omg what a darling question stopppp! i think lots and lots of like, almost forgetting theyre a couple. they always hang out alone, always sleep over, go out to eat etc, so nothing is truly different. i can imagine like neither tell their parents but one day rafe kisses you on his way out of the room and theyre like... um do you have something to tell us?!!?
i think kook trio reader take it a little bit lighter than rafe does, still tries to plan stuff with the boys but gets convinced to roll around in bed with rafe instead. she ofc likes her time with her boys tho so lots of like just random kisses in between swings at golf, they have to yell at rafe to go back and finish his play, even more posessiveness/jealousy but now he can say like 'get away from my girl' while kelce and top just roll their eyes and she stares at rafe at googly cuz she likes her man possessive now that shes actually his
but the long and short of it is that theyre still just best friends and the same clingy people they were before , they can just show off now which they both love <3 esp kook trio reader shes a jelly bitch. loves sitting on his lap at parties and when a girl comes over to buy coke she'll be the one to hand it to her or count the money for rafe
i feel like rafe also is goofy and kelce and top DESPISE it but when they have their beach or boat days and shes in one of her normal bikinis he's all "stop starin' at my girl you freaks. she's taken" and theyre like "you mean our best friend?"
or when she's like "kelce and i are going to see that movie, you wanna come?" he's like "sounds sus. i know you have a habit of falling for your so-called best friends. ill meet you there." fasfkjnj
#this is ass but my fingers hurt from typing and my team is abt to play and im anxious </3#i hope u like it.. i love u so much#rafe cameron#kook trio reader
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Hey gurrl I'm new to your blog I absolutely love you stories and was wondering if I could ask one for cha eunwoo I can find an blk female book on him and it frustrating 😭😭
Well the company there are in is hybe
Cha eunwoo is a well established idol and actor while yn is still a trainee that eunwoo fell in love with and as been flirting with but she is an oblivions person so until he told her before she knew. Cha eunwoo age same as current while since yn is a trainee I would say 18
Soo sorry for the long ass quest😘🙏🏾
a/n: omg sorry it took me forever to freaking get to this! Please forgive me. I wrote this in one night so I didn't have much time to check for grammar so I'm deeply sorry for any mistakes.
Eunwoo waits for you after practice. Every day. Always at the door. He waits. The other trainees would playfully poke fun singing KISSING the nursery rhyme as they walk out giggling passing the older male. You're sweaty, your limbs feel like jelly and a tired smile smoothes onto your face every time you see Eunwoo. And damn he loves your smile. It reminds him of the early days of summer when the weather still felt a little nicer.
Sometimes you and Eunwoo didn't need to speak. There was that silent talk that said more. When his eyes said more too but you never notice the way he looked at you. The little pleading behind his dark eyes for you to look at him a little longer and the little hint of love hidden in his irises for you to find.
There's a close enough space between you and Eunwoo as you walk beside him. He intentionally lets the back of his hand brush against yours, just that brief moment of skin-to-skin contact was enough for him though he craved more than that.
“Practice go well?”
“I kept getting the steps wrong again and the teacher scolded me.” you pouted.
Eunwoo pets your head. “Do you want to practice with me?”
He knew the dance by heart. He sometimes watched in on you and other trainees to see how you were progressing.
“Oh...No I know you're super busy preparing for your new drama. I don't want to bother you."
“You won't be,” he said. “You just need someone to fully break everything down to you.”
“Thanks. I'd really appreciate that.”
For you, Eunwoo doesn't mind doing things like this even if his schedule is going to be super busy. He can always make the time for you.
Eunwoo took you to your favorite cafe, down the street from the company's building. Instead of you ordering for yourself, Eunwoo orders for you, knowing your drink combo by heart.
You never had any real friends growing up, even with the other trainees you've been with for almost a year, you still weren't sure if you could consider them friends. But with Eunwoo, you consider him to be your best friend. You and he did the things best friends do, talk in the way best friends do, send TikTok videos back and forth, with “Lol this reminds me of you.” or “This is so us.”
Eunwoo pays for your drink like he always does. And you would shove your money at him to take it. He never does. He's a good friend.
It's when you're both sitting outside the cafe, enjoying the nice weather that Eunwoo is staring at you, watching you drink from your cup. He's staring so long that you become a little insecure.
You choke on a laugh asking, “W-Why are you staring?”
“Staring?” Eunwoo's thick dark brown cock's up.
“Yeah...At me.”
“I'm not starting.”
“You're doing it now.”
“I'm not.” Then he looks away down at his drink while folding the corners of a white paper napkin that's under his cup. “You, um... You look really pretty today.”
You laughed. He expected that. Your voice carries with the slight breeze that pushes by. “I'm not.” You said. “And after sweating all day, I'm surprised you don't think I smell.”
You raise your arm to get a whiff of yourself. Not so bad.
Eunwoo lets himself look at you. But don't full-blown stare at you. He tries to focus on the small things on you; like the yellow mustard stain on the front of your baby blue crop top that you tried your hardest to clean after lunch, then he looks at the lavender scrunchie on your wrist that he gave you back in April, you always wore it as good luck. He looks at the baby hairs on your arm. Then lastly, at the scar on your chin, you had gotten when you were five from your older cousin.
“Even after practice, you're still pretty,” he said.
Now that you think about it. This was Eunwoo's first time calling you pretty and you weren't sure why that coming from him made you feel like you were dancing on your tippy toes.
“You never called me pretty before.”
But he has a billion times in his head.
“Y/n, just accept my compliment.” he smiles. Of course he wanted to move along with the whole pretty thing because damn he wouldn't be able to explain why he thought you were pretty.
Or maybe he could. Or maybe he couldn't.
If someone were to ask him to name the five things he thought were pretty about you, he'd say, “Five isn't enough.”
“Why am I suddenly pretty?” You pressed him playfully.
Eunwoo rips the corner of the napkin under his drink, balls it in a tiny ball, and throws it at your face.
“Did I say pretty?”
“You did.”
“Hmm, I think you misheard me.”
“I didn't.”
“I think you did.” he laughs.
“Why are you denying it now?”
“Denying what?”
“That you called me pretty?”
“Did I call you pretty?”
“Eunwoo, stop messing with me,” you whined.
He winks at you getting up from the table and grabbing his cup and napkin. “I always thought you were pretty. I just never dared to actually say it out loud.” he walks away from the table.
You hop up grabbing your cup as you rush alongside Eunwoo. Slapping your hand out over his forehead, you checked for a fever.
“No fever,” you mumbled. Your hand fell away. “Do friends usually find their friends pretty?”
“Yeah, all the time,” Eunwoo said.
Yeah, but calling your friend pretty while you were in love with them was a different kind of pretty.
“Oh,” you said. You threw your cup in a trash can and so did Eunwoo.
“I think you're just as pretty.”
Eunwoo's face warms up. “D–Don't say that.”
“It's true though. Like your visuals are killer.” You gushed over him and damn, that made him want to stop walking and kiss you.
The walk back to the company was short. Your day wasn't over yet since you had vocal practice in the evening that lasted way later than you wanted to. You and Eunwoo linger in the company's lobby for a few minutes, just talking.
“I want to tell you something before you go,” Eunwoo said.
“Oh, What is it?”
Eunwoo looks around at the few people walking through the lobby, he grabs your hand pulling you to a more private area without listening ears. His heart beats a little faster. His hands get a little sweaty. His words are a little stuck now.
“I like being your friend.”
“Eunowoo, I like being your friend too!” you smiled up at him. And that man could have melted in his shoes.
“Being friends is nice, but I don't think I want to be friends anymore,” he said quietly.
“Did I do something wrong?” There's a creak in your voice.
Eunwoo cups your face with his warm hands that burn at your cheeks. “Of course not, Y/n.”
“Then why don't you wanna be friends anymore?”
“Because....” he paused. “I want something more with you than just a friendship.”
“What do you mean?”
Eunwoo playfully rolled his eyes. “I want us to be together.”
“We're together now.”
He laughs. “No, like I want us to be together together.”
“As in....” You trailed off.
“Boyfriend and girlfriend.”
“Ooooh like that.” you smiled warmly.
“Yeah. Like that,” he said. “I've always been in love with you.” it's the way he says it that felt like a soft landing.
“You have?”
You nod. “Yeah.”
“Since when?”
“The first time you smiled and said hello to me.”
Falling in love with you had been easy. You made it easy for him without even knowing it.
“Oh, god, not that time when I had a milk mustache.” You made a funny face that made Eunwoo laugh.
“Yeah, that time.” That was his favorite little memory of you.
You took Eunwoo by surprise when you stood on your tippy toes and kissed him. Your kiss felt like heaven, like it was the sweetest thing, your lips perfect against his, and he could kiss you every day for hours, if that's even possible.
He kissed you back, his lips moving with urgency, like if he didn't kiss you enough or make it deeper enough you would just disappear. You feel his lips pulled into a smile.
“I love you, Y/n.”
#Cha Eunwoo#Cha Eunwoo x blk fem reader#kpop fic#kpop fanfic#kpop x black reader#kpop x ambw#kpop x reader#requested#kpop imagines#kpop scenarios#Cha Eunwoo x yn#yn#kpop idol x reader#kpop x you#kpop x poc reader#kpop romance#fanfic#Cha Eunwoo x woc
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okay well fuck you bbg you WILL have atleast ONE quill request in ur inbox and i stand by that
i had a small quick dream its not rlly descriptive so you can let ur imagination go insane for this one but i think it was me n peter baking it was so cute basically just a fic where reader and peter are baking like a cake? a cookie? a cupcake? SMTHN CUTE BAHSHSJ but theyre also dancing around the kitchen and maybe SLIGHTLY making out while the stuff is baking and then they eat it together 😋😋
very silly very adorbs and I hope u can do it soon! have a great week/end <33
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hi bbg hi!! omg ofc, always have space for quill😌 so jelly, wish I got dreams of him like you do :( this is so cute. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌 I made brownies today bc of you🫶
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BAKING
peter quill x female reader
word count: 497
warnings: none just fluff
✧.┊MASTERLIST
You and Peter had just finished a small movie marathon on the couch when the idea of baking crossed your mind. You roll over to face your boyfriend sleeping peacefully behind you, snuggled into your back.
You felt cruel about the idea of waking him up -he just looked cute and peaceful- but the thought of fresh baked goods deemed more significant, so you gently prod him awake.
"Peter... Peter, baby," you whisper, softly waking him with a kiss on the forehead.
"What? What? You okay?" Peter replies, looking over you with sleepy, squinted eyes. "How long was I asleep?"
"Probably thirty minutes," you smile, kissing his cheek. "Now that you're awake... I really, really, really want brownies."
He abruptly sits up, slightly perky at the thought. "I could destroy a tray of brownies right now."
"Good, me too," you grin, standing up and pulling Quill to his feet, dragging him through the living room.
You and Peter move around the kitchen to collect all the ingredients, fetching everything from their designated cabinet space and filling the counter.
You work together as a team- like you're sharing one mind, swiftly moving around the kitchen to Peter's playlist. You take turns to do the 'fun parts', one of you whisking while the other measures, swapping after adding each ingredient.
After a little while, everything came together, and it was time to bake. Peter held the bowl at an angle while you scooped the brownie batter into the tray, scraping the edges with the spatula before quickly sneaking a taste.
Quill notices and dramatically inhales, eyes wide with agape mouth, watching you. "You can't do that—that's not fair,"
"Just checking that it wasn't poisonous, babe. I'm being a good girlfriend," you shrug, scraping the bowl once more before guiding it up to Peter, waving it in front of him as if to tempt him. "It's safe to eat now. It's all good."
"Well, ain't you just so thoughtful," he grins, leaning over to kiss your lips, tasting the batter from you before snatching the utensil from your grasp.
Your smile widens, watching his sweet features mirror yours, almost lightening up as you look at each other. You shift your gaze away first, kissing him once more before parting- placing the tray in the oven.
You begin to put everything away while Peter 'cleans' the bowl, clearing the residual batter and licking it clean when you turn around- thinking you hadn't noticed. But you did, the small patch of brown on the corner of his mouth a clear giveaway.
"Got a little something," you tease, pointing to his lips.
"Come lick it off me," he grins, stalking forward.
"Behave," you playfully dismiss, wiping it with your thumb and licking the crumb of batter.
And as you waited for your goods to cook, you and Peter danced around the small kitchen- your hands in his larger ones as he guided you with little, shuffle-like steps, slowly swaying to the music.
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#request#🪐#peter quill#peter quill fluff#peter quill x reader#peter quill x fem!reader#peter quill drabble#peter quill x you#peter quill fanfic#star lord
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Hi, i love your blog so much so I’m requesting a Jimin oneshot. I thought of a “jealousy fuck” : Jimin and his girlfriend ( reader ) are out with his family, at a dinner.
His cousin kinda flirts with her, so Jimin is jealous and acts possessive. He’s always around her, occasionally sneaking his arms around her hips or waist and kisses her and you know.
Then when they are finally at home, they end up on the bed or sofa ( you choose ) and fuck / make love.
remind me | pjm
pairing. jimin x reader established relationship au
genre. smut, fluff, jealousy
w.c. 2.1k
summary. After a dinner where Jimin’s cousin was a little too infatuated with you, you assure Jimin that your heart is set on him and only him and he proves his love back to you in bed.
contains. jealous & possessive jiminie, jimin won’t admit he’s jelly, jimin’s cousin is a homewrecker 🙄, soft/intimate sex, unprotected sex, so much kisses omg, fluffy shower scene, jimin is whipped and loves oc 🥹❤️
“remind me how much you love me… how I’m yours”
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It wasn’t the fact that he was showing you extra attention tonight, but the blatant possessiveness that came with it.
Jimin was never shy to show you off in front of his family. In fact, he loved to do that more than anything so that they could see the love of his life like how he does. Admirable, is what he thinks you are. Except tonight, it’s almost as if he’s trying his absolute best to prove you’re his. A sight for his eyes only.
Sat beside Jimin at his mom’s dining table, his arm slumped over your shoulder, you pat your boyfriend's thigh and try to meet his eyes despite the proximity. Your glance holds a question, eyebrows creased as you nod your head to his arm in gesture.
He interprets it incorrectly, however, assuming you thought his arm was uncomfortable for you, only to remove it and engulf the top of your thigh with his hand instead.
And after several more failed attempts to indirectly ask him what he was doing, even trying to excuse the two of you to the bathroom at one point only for Jimin to reply with an oblivious “you go ahead, I’m fine” followed by a kind smile, you gave up.
And it wasn’t until the car ride home that you were able to vaguely piece together what that whole possession act was about after going over the events and conversations that occurred at the dinner in your head.
“What was that about?” you ask, bringing the matter directly to his attention for the first time tonight, despite the fact you already know the answer.
Jimin stares straight ahead at the dark road as he continues to take you both home, one hand on the wheel as his other toys with his bottom lip, elbow on the window’s ledge.
His reaction is delayed as his brows furrow in attempted confusion a full two seconds after your question.
“What was what about?”
You roll your eyes and face him with a deadpanned expression, and he allows his eyes to flick over your still features before adverting them back to the road.
“What?” he asks again, his tone a tad bit exaggerated and it wouldn’t take a genius to detect his obvious acting.
Understanding that he won’t be the one to confess, you eliminate the opportunity you gave him to explain for himself, jumping straight to your own conclusions instead.
“If this is about your cousin then -”
“So you noticed too?”
His interruption catches you off guard and you fall silent for a moment as you register his words. But before you can answer his question, he speaks.
“I can’t believe he talked to you like that right in front of me. The audacity one must have -”
“I’m sure he was just being nice, Jimin.” Your tone was gentle but authoritative in an attempt to halt what you thought were absurd accusations of his.
Although, those ‘absurd accusations’ do make sense, in Jimin’s defense. But you’re sure his cousin meant no harm by all the compliments and gestures he gave you. However, when he kissed your hand, it did catch you off guard and you noticed the way Jimin’s hand fisted by his side. But posh people kiss hands all the time, you conclude. Even if his cousin isn’t necessarily posh (or British for that matter) it’s still just a gesture of basic, formal etiquette.
“Being nice?” Jimin reiterates your words, disbelief coating his tone. “Babe, he kissed you.”
“My hand.” you correct him.
Jimin scoffs, shaking his head and he doesn’t dare to glance over at you, keeping quiet for the remainder of the tension-filled ride.
…
The delicate and soothing flow of the warm water dispersing from the shower head has sent you and Jimin into a much more relaxed state compared to a few moments ago.
It’s still silent, but it’s comfortable.
He even started washing your hair without you having to ask, the small yet loving gesture being instinctive to him, and it wasn’t until you turned around to face him in the large shower that he finally spoke.
“I’m not mad, by the way.” he guides you to stand directly beneath the stream, the soapy suds rinsing out of your hair.
“Well— at least not at you.”
You bring your own hands up to massage your roots, allowing the water to clear all remains of the shampoo. Your head is lolled back and eyes are gently shut, and Jimin catches himself admiring you.
“I know,” you softly respond, waiting a moment before continuing.
“And I’m not trying to take his side when I tell you he didn’t mean anything by it. I just really do think he didn’t purposely try to get on your nerves. He is your family after all.”
Jimin hears your words and understood them vaguely, but his attention is on you. He’s realizing that there will always be people like his cousin because just look at you. You’re stunning, he thinks. And he can’t fight the smile that pulls at his lips upon the further realization that you’re his.
Reopening your eyes, you're met with his small smile and dilated eyes.
“What?” you ask, voice coming out in a whisper as you feel yourself getting shy in front of his gaze.
Even after all the time you’ve been together, one look is all it takes to feel those same familiar butterflies that you felt the first time you met him.
“Nothing,” he whispers back, his top lip falling over his bottom as he restricts his smile from growing to save him from looking foolish.
But you wish he knew that you see his smiling face and lit-up eyes as anything but foolish. You see it as love, and in return, you feel loved. And this love is the very reason that people like his cousin is not something he should ever have to worry about because you only feel this way with him. No one else.
You take one step forward, closing the gap that was originally between you, and your hands press flat against his chest.
Looking up at him, your chin rests just below his collarbone, and he meets your gaze.
“You know I love you, right?”
He’s warm beneath your touch, and you can’t feel it but the butterflies are dancing in his stomach. His increasing heartbeat does a good job of representing that as the comfortable stream of the water truly accentuates the moment.
Nodding his head yes, his lips meet your forehead, leaving a soft, prolonged kiss.
“No, I need to hear you say it. Say you know that I love you.”
Your tone is hushed yet emphasized, genuinely wanting him to do as asked as if saying it out loud will give him a deeper understanding that your heart is set on him and only him.
“I know that you love me.”
Too busy soaking in the moment, he almost forgot how to speak but managed to add, “I love you too. A lot.”
Your hands snake up his chest until your arms are locking behind his neck and you’re reaching up to meet your lips with his.
It’s subtle, the meaning clear behind it but the intent is not fully there yet. That’s until you pull away with a light suction sound, eyes deep on his.
“Remind me how much you love me… how I’m yours.”
And just like that the intent comes to show, becoming even more clear as your lips travel to his neck this time, kissing softly before biting with little to no pressure.
A groan leaves his parted lips, the butterflies seemingly having traveled a little more south. And this time, you feel those butterflies of his as it’s becoming harder and harder against your bare stomach.
Blindly reaching behind you, you’re able to twist the nob of the shower head off, the new silence allowing the damage you're doing on his neck to be heard.
The more you feel him growing against you, the harder your biting gets and the lewder the sound of your lips against his neck gets.
And just as you start to need him, he reaches an arm out to push the glass shower door open, walking you backward until you are both safely out and he’s guiding you to the bedroom.
“But I’m all wet.” you giggle as you realize he’s now guiding you to the bed.
“I hoped so.” he teases, your legs against the edge of the queen-sized bed, the soft bedding felt against your water-droplet skin.
You allow yourself to fall back, internally cringing at the fact your wet hair was pressed against the dry comforter, but you know its going to be worth it.
Jimin follows, crawling over your body until his face aligns with yours his wet strands dripping water just beyond your forehead.
“You’re so beautiful, jagi. My pretty girl.”
A smile creeps onto your face and you whisper a shy “thank you”, your expression quickly transitioning into one of desire upon feeling his hungry lips again.
It’s quick when he guides your legs up, skipping foreplay altogether and lining himself up with you.
And you enjoy foreplay, but right now, he’s on a mission to prove his love.
“You weren’t lying,” he mutters as his tip is slippery against your sopping core, feeling just how wet you actually are for him.
He meets your eyes, waiting for your nod of permission for him to continue like how he always does before you make love.
It’s a small gesture that you really do appreciate. You appreciate how gentle he always is with you, never wanting to do anything that could potentially hurt you. Only doing what you want.
Ironically, his length begins to slowly ease into you, his hands blindly searching for yours and intertwining your fingers together.
“Keep going?”
“Yes.” you breath out sharply as you feel more and more of him, his girth stretching you out in the most orgasmic way.
He tries to refrain from moaning too much to fully concentrate on his movement in you, but when you buck your hips up to bottom him out, he can’t help his whimpers.
“Y/N.” he exhales, face nuzzling into your neck as he pulls out halfway only to slowly ease back in.
He finds a comfortable rhythm, and you both melt into it.
But if this weren’t an intimate moment, he’d be shamelessly telling you how proud he is to fuck what’s his. He’ll make you say it out loud. Make you tell him how he fucks you better than anyone else, even though he’s the only one. But this moment is a lot more subtle than that, and for good reason.
The difference between making love with Jimin and rough fucking is similar in terms of pleasure, but the underlying emotion that lingers when he slowly fucks into you is something you could die happily in.
His subtle ‘I love you’s’ that he spits out when the pleasure feels too good. The way he knows exactly where to aim. The soft and assuring kisses he places on your lips every once in a while when your moans become whiny. All of it makes you feel so overwhelmingly happy and loved. It makes you want to never part from his touch, and live in the moment forever, even as cliche as it might sound.
His thrusts pick up the slightest bit as he feels a pang of his desired pleasure spark in his lower stomach, and you can feel him twitch inside of you when you become more audible.
“Let me hear you, jagi.”
He unlocks one hand from yours, bringing it to wipe the hair out of your eyes and tuck it behind your ear.
“It feels so good, Jimin.” you almost cry, sucking in air through your teeth as you tighten your hold on his hand.
He’s confident that he can cum in sync with you, so using his free hands he allows his fingertips to toy with your clit.
You gasp, back arching an inch off the bed as you grind your hips.
His name falls past your lips more times than you could count, body tending as you feel the climatic bliss start to build.
“Jimin, I'm gonna cum. I’m—”
Upon your cue, he finally allows his own orgasm to approach before becoming undone on top of you, his jolting and cock spurting his warm aftermath deep into your convulsing core.
As his head becomes foggy in pleasure, all he sees is you. You’re in the same state, and the look shared right before you shut your eyes to finish riding out the feeling was like a confirmation of some sort.
He holds himself on top of you with his forearms for just a moment before recollecting himself and crashing his back to the space beside you.
Turning to face him, he’s already staring at you.
“Did that remind you?”
…
After having fallen asleep in the same spot on top of the wet sheets, you wake up in the middle of the night under freshly dried blankets and one of Jimin’s T-shirts covering your boding. Jimin is fast asleep next to you, and you can’t help it when you lean over to place one last kiss of the night on his cheek, murmuring one last ‘love you’ before laying down to go back to sleep.
“I love you,” Jimin whispers back in a sleepy voice, and once again, you’re reminded.
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A/N: hope this fulfilled your request anon <3 i was going to add actual dialogue for the cousin but i was eager to get to the fluff part lol (if u enjoyed this pls like, reblog, and send feedback!) also this was not proof read *im running on 2 hours of sleep T_T*
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omg please more saiki k, i am starving and you have fed me. you write saiki so well
Psych Kick
cw: suggestive language from saiki.
wc: 1k
Saiki’s been glued to his phone all day.
Saiki’s been staring at his phone since their morning classes started, thumbs rushing quietly over his little screen, eyes twitching toward his pocket every time it buzzes - and it’s almost funny seeing him pretend to be bothered by it. Not like he doesn’t immediately reach in his pocket every time the professor turns his head, tap into it a few times and scroll up; just to repeat the process all over again.
Kaido squints from his spot beside him. Every time he tries to lean in to sneak a peek Saiki casts him a dirty look. Last time he even used his Telekinesis to straighten his spinal cord and now he can barely turn his head. - But can you blame him? He hasn’t seen him this interested in his phone since the cafe left QR codes across campus for free coffee jelly and even then he was satiated by noon. But it’s rolling around three o’clock, and this lecture ends at three fifteen, and he’s been tapping his foot since two thirty. If he’s really in a relationship like he says he is, then he wonders what the two have to be talking about to get him so antsy?
Kaido catches the eye of Kuboyasu who seems to have caught on to Saiki’s weird behavior.
He makes a pointing down motion from where he’s sitting behind the two, furrowing his brows into a questioning grimace.
“Can you read what it says?” Kaido twitches his head in his direction and mouths after glancing at his distracted friend.
“What?” Aren mouths back.
“Can you read?”
“Can I read?”
“Yeah!”
“Obviously.”
Kaido kisses his teeth.
He freezes when Saiki straightens his back again to slide his phone back in his pocket and he isn’t spared from another dirty look as he turns his attention back to the lecture again.
He has to wait until his phone buzzes a few minutes later to gesture again to a distracted Saiki. Kaido points his head towards their friend’s phone, and Aren nods his head like he gets it now.
Kaido furrows.
“That concludes today’s lecture.”
Saiki’s up without a moment to spare.
It’s an effort not to trip as Aren clumsily scoots his way through the row of seating, accidentally scuffing his shoe on the end corner of a desk and knocking into a less than pleased Saiki. “Ouch! Sorry!”
Saiki quickly rights him before briskly stepping out of the auditorium.
Kaido furrows at Aren as he meets him at the door. “What was that about?”
And like the very opposite of a godsend he is, he pulls the stolen phone out of his sleeve.
“You stole his phone?!”
“That’s not what…?” Aren makes a puzzled face. He really is a delinquent!!
“Don’t just-“ Aren dodges a frantic and quite fearful Kaido. “Don’t just look through it!”
“Didn’t you wanna know who he was texting? Oh-” He throws his head back. “This guy’s got a girlfriend.”
“Yeah he does and those messages are private so-“
“Weren’t you peeping earlier?”
“Yeah?! So what?!”
“So-“ And then Aren freezes.
If a guy could both blush and go pale then he’s sure that's a phenomenon that he might be currently privy to. By the way Aren’s just suddenly stopped breathing, gaping into a vacuum and breaking into a cold sweat. He doesn’t know if he should be more intrigued or concerned. But if the tinted ears are any guarantee, he’s surely gonna pick the former.
Kaido leans in. “What?”
Baby: i’ll put on the polka dot dress! the green’ll match ur glasses!!!
Saiki: You know it’s just a cafe? You don’t have to get all dolled up or anything.
Baby: yeah but it’s your favorite cafe and i like dressing up for you?
Baby: also it’s new and it’ll be the first time im wearing it out
Saiki: Really? Then I can’t wait to see it.
Baby: !!! is ur lecture over yet? where do you wanna meet up?
Saiki: By the fountains, I’m already on my way.
Kaido tilts his head. Oh? He has a date! There’s nothing wrong with that? Although it is a little strange to see him look all lovey dovey with somebody else. But there’s nothing too out of the ordinary about that?
Aren scrolls the chat up a few times.
Baby: ur not going to your dorm are you?
Saiki :That’s where I live unfortunately.
Baby: you should stop by here maybe
Saiki: Yeah? Why?
Baby: because i miss you:(
Baby: and because i can still smell you and feel you all over me… and my fingers aren’t quite doing the trick
Saiki: God, you’re needy.
Baby: don’t you miss me too? :((
Saiki: Obviously.
Saiki: Give me a minute to put my things away. I’ll come over and fuck you till you cry.
He’ll…
The force that snatches the phone out of their clutches is nearly enough to crack into them like stone. Both collectively choking on their own breaths but no better when they peer up at the scowl bearing down on them.
If looking mad as hellfire was a thing they’d be burnt to a crisp and served as kabobs by now. Even madder when he turns his phone back at himself and sees the string of messages they were nosing at. Let’s hope they didn’t scroll any higher.
But like he has a death wish. Worse than death wish. Aren swallows whatever last morsels of spit left in his body to swallow, and looks up at his pink haired friend with a glance of appraisal.
“I didn’t… know you had it in you..” This guy’s suicidal. “Seriously.” Seriously?!
Kaido whimpers as Saiki raises a glowing hand up at the two and prays that he’ll at least be merciful enough to let him have an open casket.
Until his phone starts ringing.
He sighs after glancing at his screen, hurriedly swiping as he turns for the door. “Moshi moshi,”
The two swallow as he glances back in his leave. “Yeah… Sorry. I’m on my way.”
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OMG thank you for writing my truth or dare prompt!! i really enjoyed it- youhurtmewithsomeoftheangst- bUT I ENJOYED IT SO MUCH. i could really picture it as it was happening and it was so cute.
I'd love that complimentary piece but pls no rush TT get your sleep when you can dear, maybe a scene where larissa and reader carve their initials on the lake's dock or a tree or something?
Truth or Dare #2
Hey, there, lovely! Sorry for the wait, but here's a small-sized mess of fluff for your enjoyment. Hope you like it <3
EDIT: it contains angst, I just didn't realize it at first!
Larissa still remembered you, years after everything transpired. After graduation, you went your separate ways, but the sadness from the goodbye was nothing compared to the joy all your other moments brought to memory. Walking through the school grounds, she still saw all the signs, the marks left in time of your presence. No students really paid attention, and the few who spotted your initials didn’t care enough to wonder who the lovebirds behind it were.
“This is so stupid” Larissa laughed at you, suffering to carve her initial in the hard wood of the tree.
“Shut up, it’s romantic!” you laughed back, looking up at her. She leaned in, resting her shoulder on the tree and kissed you softly, “One day you’ll appreciate all my love gestures.”
“I already do,” she smiled warmly at you, biting her lip timidly. It was incredible how you could never feel normal about her. She smiled and you turned into putty, she looked at you like that and your legs were suddenly jelly, “I think I’ll never stop appreciating all of you.”
Her smile was devious now. How could she do that? How could she be adorably bashful in a second and a seductress the next?
“Don’t look at me like that, we’re in the open!” you tried to sound jokingly, her eyes told you of your failure.
She still had the drawings you made of her, still read your horrible poem on the back cover of her yearbook when things got too heavy and stressful. She still smiled remembering all the times you sneaked off for midnight strolls, or when you preferred to stay inside reading in bed, legs entwined and tea going cold on the bedside table.
She never found someone quite like you ever since. You kept contact in the first few months, after a few years it was only on birthdays, and after almost a decade you didn’t even have each other’s addresses anymore. Calling through a crystal ball seemed too awkward to attempt, even when the longing was too much. Larissa still remembered you, because there was hardly someone else she thought about.
#answered request#fluff#larissa weems x reader#larissa weems#principal weems#gender neutral reader#gn reader#female reader#outcast!reader#student!reader#student!larissa#bittersweet ending#angst
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tianshan kiss hc's plz plz 🥺
HEHEHEH TY FOR THE ENABLING XOXOXOX
so their next kiss - mo is just getting used to it, he hasn't kissed someone before and last night he spent far too much time googling how to be a good kisser and he's super nervous once the adrenaline wore off omg. it's after school, they've walked back home together mostly in silence, their hands brushing together now and again. tian looks so big in his house, almost having to duck under the doors and nearly knocking things over in their little kitchen. tian will make some little joke about soup again, mo will blush and get flustered, but tian has that look in his eye, and mo will know. this kiss starts soft, and suddenly tian's hand is at the small of his waist, and the NOISE of it makes mo's legs turn to jelly. he doesn't know how something so gross could possibly be so hot. they're just pressing lips together but tian feels so BIG against him and he keeps thinking about having to go up on his tip toes and he realises TIAN HAS TO BEND DOWN and he's totally lost to it. opens his mouth a little and hears tian make this terrible, greedy noise before he feels he blacks out.
once they get used to it, there's kisses in quiet corridors, or good morning kisses as tian starts to pick him up for school and go together, and then good night kisses when they've lingered at the doorway for almost an hour, but ma said if you stay you have to sleep on the couch and i need to leave my door open because- because- and then there's another kiss where they're smiling and mo is blushing and tian is mumbling against his lips that he doesn't want to cross his future mother in law and mo's heart HURTS to think of them like that.
sometimes, though, when momma mo is out at her shift, and it's a friday night so no school tomorrow, they sit on the small sofa together, with legs touching and then suddenly EVERYTHING touching because tian is pressed against him, over him, and he feels like being trapped here forever. the noise he's making now are so shameful he tries to block himself out, and the way tian's warm hand is under his shirt is so distracting he can hardly THINK.
anyway yeah i'm sorry there's like a million kisses to headcanon WHICH ONE TO BEGIN WITH lmao <3 thank you for the ask mwah mwah mwah
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CONGRATS ON UR MILESTONE MY PRECIOUS LIL BUN (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟu light up my dash thank u for being there n i’m so happy we r pals /romantic <3
for ur event.. 7. "that was the prettiest sound i've ever heard." + cyno perhaps ? luv u mwuah <3
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you didn’t know how long you had been running for.
your legs ached, your muscles tired and sore, but you couldn’t stop. you had to keep pushing onward.
the sandy dunes of the expansive desert and the cool winds that started to whip past your ears deceived you into a false sense of security. maybe he wasn’t right on your heels. maybe he wasn’t so close behind you.
you turned your head briefly over your shoulder to see him nowhere in sight. he wasn’t nearby.
your knees almost buckled. you were safe. you swallowed dryly as you kept sprinting onward, finally approaching an oasis with a thicker treeline and rocky shores.
it was a reprieve. a moment of clarity. the desert sun was starting to set, the arid temperatures starting to drop. your face felt flushed and you were dripping with sweat as you curved around the trunk of a thick tree and leaned back against it, chest heaving harshly as you gathered your bearings.
your mouth felt full of cotton and your muscles felt like jelly. you needed water. you needed to shake him off.
you gulped as you slowly poked your head around the trunk of the tree, squinting in the reddish-orange light of the falling sun through the treeline back out into the desert. you couldn’t make out any sort of form running towards you, nor any signs of life at all.
you had lost him.
you shut your eyes as you finally went boneless against the tree, leaning back against it again and starting to slide.
you would have sat down, had it not suddenly been for the staff of a polearm knocking your legs apart and a hand grabbing your throat and pinning you back against the tree.
you screamed. it was a knee-jerk reaction to getting caught outright, grabbed with your guard down.
cyno’s fingers pressed inward around your airway, restricting the flow as he leaned his face close to yours, peering at you from under his wolfhead. “that was the prettiest sound i’ve ever heard. do it again.”
you wheezed harshly and grabbed at his wrist, trying to shove him off as you scrambled. he was always stronger than you, though.
he didn’t budge as the end of his polearm forced your ankles apart further. he then dropped the weapon and used his thick claws to tear through the fabric of your linen pants, revealing your sticky cunt to the humid desert and to him.
cyno licked his lips as he pressed himself between your spread legs, making sure your breathing was still restricted. “you’re soaked, bunny. getting off on the thrill of the chase?”
“no-” you lied, shaking your head and thrashing around.
it was part of the fun. an agreement between lovers, a game of cat and mouse, wolf and rabbit. you would run and he would catch.
cyno laughed at your pathetic attempts at escape. “you know you want it. just take it. give in. i can smell you from miles away, even in the desert. you know that.”
you whined loudly when you felt the tip of his cock swipe through your folds, catching on your aching clit. he was right, of course; you had almost soaked through your linen pants during the run in anticipation for this moment.
you tried shaking your head, but his hand grabbed your face to make you stay still. “quit it, bunny. i’m taking my reward for the chase. now, make that pretty sound for me again, yeah?”
you obliged him as the fat head of his cock carved a home in your tight heat.
#cyno x reader#genshin impact x reader#genshin x reader#software update 1.0.0#event.txt#ask to tag.txt#woodrow.txt#mutuals.txt#nyx.txt
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hellaur bestie<3 I missed you how are you?? Also I'm currently thinking bout dumification with hoon</3 riding him so good and fast while also playing with his cute nips and just seeing him being all fucked out with his head thrown back and neck all marked up<//3 telling him "aw hoonie, did I fuck you dumb? tsk poor thing" just to wrap your hand around his pretty neck</3 speaking of his neck look at this wiehdis
iM bestie?! Love uuuu 😭
Omg dumbification with hoon my peyborit!
Lemme tell you it's not gonna take much for hoonie to turn into jelly in your hands. Like, as soon you kiss down his neck he's almost gone but when he feels your hand close around his throat while you suck on his pretty pink nipples? He's done for. He's just gonna lay there like the good boy he is and take everything you give him.
His neck is gonna look so pretty all marked up i swear.
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Obsessed | Pt.9
Pairing: Stalker!Min Yoongi x Original female character
Tags: Forced relationships, Hurt/Comfort, Manipulations, Mentions of cruelty, Mentions of deaths, Mentions of drugs, Murders, Original female character, Out of character, Stalking, Unhealthy relationships, Violence.
Summary: She wasn't afraid of this man, didn't take threats seriously, blaming everything on the fact that it was just to attract attention. However, she did’t know what he was capable of.
word count: 1,9k
I do not condone the actions described in the story, this is all fiction and does not relate to the real members of the BTS in any way. If you are uncomfortable with tags, please do not read!! Or read at your own risk.
a/n: OMG, is this a new part??? Sorry for my long absence and thank you all very much for the love we're receiving from you, the author and I sincerely appreciate it💙
Thanks to the wonderful author who allowed me to translate this work! Please keep in mind that English is not my native language, so if you notice any mistakes, point them out to me! I can also edit the chapter after I publish it, so don't be surprised if you see some strange moments (it means I haven't corrected them yet). Thank you.
source: https://ficbook.net/readfic/12255891
Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 ,Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 , Chapter 6 , Chapter 7 , Chapter 8, Chapter 9
“We are Responsible for those we tame”
Father, as promised, woke Percy up early. To be more precise, at half past 6 in the morning.
It takes several hours to get to grandma's house. Therefore, after a hasty breakfast, the father and daughter packed their things in the trunk and set off.
The girl was in high spirits, so she didn't even notice how she and her father got there.
Mostly elderly people lived in this area, but there were also young families with children, about the same age as Percy.
The houses were completely different and didn’t look like each other. Some were even abandoned.
In the countryside, there’s no noise, no car sounds, no early morning rides. There are many trees and flowers that immediately catch the eye, make you look and even relax, inhaling a pleasant aroma.
After getting out of the car, Percy waited for her father to pull her backpack and suitcase out of the trunk to go to her grandmother's house.
However, the woman was ahead of them, leaving the house and rushing to the car with a tray of pies.
“You're so late, my darlings," the woman said, kissing her son on the cheek.
“Hi, Grandma," Percy said, forcing a smile, thereby attracting attention to herself.
The woman turned to look at her and almost dropped the tray. Tears began to accumulate in the corners of her eyes; she was smiling ear to ear.
“My God, Percy!” the woman exclaimed, giving the tray to her son and going up to her granddaughter to hug. “How long have we not seen each other?” stroking the girl's hair, she asked. “She was tiny before, and now she’s even smaller.”
“Your job is to fatten her up,” said the father, nodding at the pies. “She eats like a bird. She only drinks coffee and all sorts of nasty things.” the girl grimaced.
“So, starting from today," the woman began, poking the girl's nose with her index finger. “you’ll have proper nutrition, 3 times a day.” Percy’s eyes were rounded by these words. She looked at her father, and he just laughed and shrugged.
“Okay, Mom,” putting a tray of pastries on a bench by the gate, the man began. “I’m off, work.” After kissing a woman and then a daughter, Song the eldest got back into the car. “Behave yourself.”
“I got it,” said the girl with a heavy sigh.
When her father was out of sight, grandma took Percy into the house.
Not much has changed since her last visit. Except for the new key holder that is now hanging in the hallway.
“I reported to your father, threw some jelly onto him,” the woman began, sitting down at the table and urging her granddaughter to do the same. “now we can revel.”
“So you won't put me on proper nutrition and force me to eat soups and porridges?” Percy asked, raising one eyebrow in surprise.
“Of course, I’m old and I have to teach my children and grandchildren how to live and eat properly,” the woman said with a laugh. “But who said I would?” Percy smiled, straightening her hair. “Would you like a cup of tea and cake?”
“I’d love that, thank you, but I'll make the tea myself, just sit.
Percy poured water into the kettle and put it on the stove to bring the liquid to a boil.
“Tell me, angel,” the woman began. “Will I become a great-grandmother soon?” putting a spoonful of jam in her mouth, grandma asked.
Percy choked on the air, almost suffocating.
“Gran, I’m only 17 yet,” said Son, coughing up.
“And what?” the woman asked in bewilderment. “I have already given birth to a Gyeongsuk at your age” it was about Percy’s aunt, her father's own sister.
“The time is different now,” the girl shrugged off. She clearly didn't want to think, nor talk about it. In addition, the person with whom she wants to start a family will go to another world on the same day and feed worms underground. Because he wouldn't let anyone but himself be with her. “Anyway, it's not like I'm into one particular guy.”
"You can tell your parents that," the woman said, wiggling her eyebrows. "But you can't fool me.” Percy swallowed, trying to calm the trembling in her body. "That friend, Shin, is a nice one, isn't he?"
"Do we have a "Let's get married"* program here? Somehow she looks a little like Larisa Guzeeva," Percy thought, rolling her eyes for a moment.
"Gran, we're just friends," Percy said, coughing. She hinted to her grandmother that she didn’t want to bring up this topic.
Sighing, the woman calmed down and changed the topic. The conversation turned to new neighbors. Anyway, Grandma liked to gossip about something.
She said that about 2-3 months ago, a family with an adult son settled next to her.
“His father is such a lovely man, always greets, helps carry bags,” the woman said, smiling. “The son is also very nice, friendly. The girls are chasing after him,” the woman continued laughing. “Only the mother... is too young. Maybe even a little older than you.”
"Well preserved?" thought Percy, chuckling. "Maybe his parents are divorced and this is his stepmother"
“It's not for us to get into this,” shrugging her shoulders, Percy said, finishing her tea.
"Of course," the woman agreed, sighing. "But I want to sit with my granddaughter and gossip," Grandma added, winking at Percy.
The girl laughed and went to the sink to wash the cup, but the woman stopped her and told her to go to rest. Percy kissed her grandmother and thanked her for the tea and treats, then, taking her suitcase and backpack, went into the room.
"I can forget about him at least for a while," Percy whispered, plopping down on the bed and exhaling with relief.
"Later, maybe I'll take a walk," Song thought, hugging a pillow and turning on her side. "There is a chance to meet that guy," the girl grinned at her thoughts. “Now I wonder to look at him”
Percy didn't stay on the bed for long. She needed to sort things out and go to the shower, because after the road she was a little tired.
***
Suga was lying on the bed in his bedroom and couldn’t sleep, although it was already 5 o'clock in the morning.
All his thoughts were now occupied with the fact that he had missed Percy, let her go.
The guy looked at the ceiling and fingered the girl's favorite soft toy, hoping that the bear cub would be able to replace her and calm him down.
He was only a little angry, because different thoughts and pain that settled in his heart again didn’t allow him to do this. He was drawn into the sadness arms, dragged away somewhere far away. He felt lonely, cut off from life. Just like in childhood.
"Weakling" snorting and rolling his eyes, the guy thought, clutching a pillow in his hand.
“Hey,” a voice made Suga raise himself on his elbows and look at the door. “I have news,” said the guy, passing to a friend and sitting down next to him on his bed.
"If you say again that you're still looking for her, you'd better get lost right away." Suga said calmly, closing his eyes.
“And you don't even want to know why you couldn't contact her?” he pursed his lips. “Yoongi, stop being a child,” the guy continued with a sigh. “Yes, it's my fault she just slipped through my fingers but....”
“Exactly, Taehyung,” turning to the guy, Shoogar said rudely. His eyes flashed unkindly. “You, a grown man, could not complete one simple task.”
There was silence in the room. V ruined Yoongi's mood, which is why he is insanely angry and ready to rant and rave now.
“Percy thought it all out," Taehyung began, clearing his throat, drawing his friend's attention. “Her phone, which has a tracker and wiretapping, was left at home. She hid it under the mattress.”
"You know I'm not interested," Yoongi said coldly, putting his hands under his head. "Neither that slut nor those two moose know where she's gone.” Taehyung was about to say something, but Suga looked at him with a raging gaze, which meant that it was better for V to be silent. "If you weren't my friends, you'd be lying in a ditch somewhere with a cracked skull.
Taehyung frowned, nervously clutching the edge of his jacket. V can stand up for himself, just like the other three, but resisting Yoongi is like suicide. He will kill his friends and not even blink.
Yoongi was tired of silence from his friend, so he abruptly sat down on the bed and, pulling his knees up to him, looked at V with a predatory look.
“Fuck off while I give you the opportunity.”
Taehyung nods and gets out of bed. When he reaches the door, he finally throws a worried "Eat something." But after receiving another such look, he sneaks out of the room.
The guy picks up a soft toy again. He examines and twirls, imagining not a teddy bear but Percy.
"You don't seem to be afraid of anything?" Yoongi asked, squeezing the toy harder in his hands. “A stupid bird that hopes to fly away somewhere on the stumps of its wings.” he said venomously.
Yoongi tried to suppress inside himself a wild desire to break all the girl’s bones so that she would remain bedridden forever and could not live independently and cope with everything. He drew pictures in his head where he was feeding her with a spoon and watching her try to resist. A wave of excitement passed through the body. One thought that Percy will become dependent on him — and any of his rules in relation to her, regarding cruelty and violence, he wants to forget and tear out of his head.
The guy’s clearly not right in the head, but who’s gonna tell him?
Yoongi loves the way he can, he is not capable of otherwise. What can a person who grew up amid violence, cruelty, murder and treating himself like cattle know about healthy love?
Thanks to his parents, he became a monster, which eventually became the cause of their fear.
Yoongi has gone through all the hells, survived. But as a child, he sometimes allowed thoughts of giving up, resigning himself or taking his own life. However, the beast that had been sitting somewhere inside him for a long time and was chained up, broke out. Got out to take revenge on all those who treated him like that.
On the day it happened, Yoongi experienced for the first time that feeling bursting inside him from the first murder. He was 11 years old, just a child. But even then, watching the torment of the man who was so desperately trying to cling to his life, he felt pleasure.
Percy was a beacon of hope that lit his way out of the dark. And although it is not finished yet and Yoongi has to follow the signs for a long time, the girl was able to restrain the monster that sits inside the guy. Tamed and calmed down. The beast inside Suga howls when Song is far away.
“We are Responsible for those we tame” Yoongi grins, having his tongue on the upper row of teeth.
to be continued...
*Let's Get Married (literally "Let's Marry") is a Russian dating program where a man or a woman chooses between three potential partners, with the assistance from family and friends present in the studio. Larisa Guzeeva is one of the three presenters, acting as a matchmaker.
#yandere bts#yandere youngi#yoongi x reader#yandere x reader#bts x reader#stalker yoongi#yandere kpop#bts yandere#btsyandere#yandere bangtan#kpop yandere#yandere#yandere au#bts#bts fanfic
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hi rico!! i'd like to order a mango fruit tea with a strawberry jelly topping for kuroken please! (also i love this event omg kisses to your brainnn)
A/N: Hii anon! I haven't written for kuroken in a little while, thank you for the order! I hope you enjoy! :D
Kenma and Kuroo were sitting together on the couch, Kenma laying on Kuroo's lap. He was playing on his Switch, clicking buttons quickly as he played one of his favorite games. Kuroo was gently rubbing his shoulders, Kenma lightly squirming when Kuroo spaced out and massaged him in a more tickly way on accident.
Kuroo caught on after a while and hummed. “I really want to tickle you right now.”
Kenma stiffened in Kuroo’s lap, but then relaxed with a sigh. “Let me save my game.”
Kuroo raised an eyebrow in surprise. Kenma almost never saved his game for Kuroo, unless dinner was ready or it was time for bed. He set his Switch down after a few moments and leaned back slightly, humming.
Kuroo was a bit taken aback, so he didn’t start right away. But then he slowly lowered his hands towards Kenma’s sides, pinching lightly as his smaller partner wiggled, giggling already.
“Since you were so kind in letting me tickle you,” Kuroo said with a grin, squeezing Kenma’s hips as he yelped. “I’ll let you decide when we stop.”
“Okahay,” Kenma giggled quietly, holding Kuroo’s wrists as a brace rather than to pull them away.
Kuroo scribbled at Kenma’s tummy now, making him laugh more as he covered his face with his hands to muffle his laughter. Kuroo took advantage of this, his fingers grazing Kenma’s ribs as he giggled.
A few more moments there, then back to his stomach. After that, another trip to his hips. Kenma eventually held up a hand, asking for Kuroo to stop. Kuroo quickly did, wrapping his arms around Kenma and pulling him in before he could grab his Switch.
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Nyx reads It's Not Summer Without You
Ok you guys so when I read the first book I read it in a day so that's what I'm gonna TRY to do however, if I don't finish it there might be spaces in between where I sum up everything I read while at school, just a heads up!!
Anyways here's the obligatory warning, DO NOT FEEL LIKE YOU HAVE TO READ THIS!!! It's just for fun but it might get annoying, I promise it won't hurt my feelings 💀
and of course
SPOILER WARNING!!!!
ok before I actually start
I gotta come clean
AT THIS POINT IN TIME.
I am a jeremiah girl
I have been don't even start he's the cutest shut up
anyways
Conrad isn't bad I'm just saying I like Jeremiah better
AND I did hear conrad ain't good in this book so I mean
ok actually chapter one now
so I read the first book last year
so I have no idea what's going on
but I'll figure it out
OK THAT WAS KINDA CUTE
oh right that happened.
omg I know someone named Cory
he'd do the same thing!!!!
this is literally the first chapter wtf
I'm about to cry
chapter 2
omg he called!!!
jeremiah still better
I gotta admit they're cute though
and steven slays per usual
chapter 3!!!
oh I hate Taylor I'm sorry
so annoying ngl
poor Laurel :(
cory seems nice though!!
istg if taylor don't
OMG IT HURTS STOP
chapter 4!!
JEREMIAH???
WAIT WERE THERE POVS IN THE OTHER BOOK?
HOLD ON
GOING TO CHECK
THERE ISN'T
WHAT IS THIS
who cares it's my fav!!!
oh that's sad.
NOO NOOO NOOOOO
HOW COULD YOU??
I'M CRYING NOW TOO
anyways
after I chilled out a bit
chapter 5
stop.
I just stopped crying.
stop it.
ok there the tears go again
you guys, we're only on page 31, chill.
STOP. IT.
"And I've been praying, I never did before"
esny has been in my head this whole chapter it's devastating
NOT BOTH OF THEIR DADS
FUCK THAT SHIT
bro. not mtr rn. I'm already crying.
stop it.
CONRAD???
BELLY. NO WAY.
holy shit that was a fucking rollercoaster I'm still crying omg
alright let's keep going!!!! chapter 6
GONE??
this is actually so sad
I came here for cute summer vibes
not sobbing less than 50 pages in
chapter 7
istfg
i hate this girl
she makes ME crazy istg i actually
UGHH
ok cinderbelly is really cute though
chapter 8
uh oh another pov
BUT JEREMIAH!!!
oh we're going back
good cause then I won't cry
they're so taylor swift coded
oh shit ok I lied
I'm gonna cry wtf
it's ok jeremiah I'll love you for her!!!
I feel bad for him tho ngl
chapter 9
this is so sad wtf
help me please
THE LAST LINE??? I'M GONNA CRY AGAIN BRO
chapter 10
istfg taylor swift is out to get me
fucking
fucking yoyok??
I'm gonna cry
wonder how many times I've said that
bro I'm already almost out of sad tabs what
ok so I read like a lot at school and when I say a lot I mean A LOT like I'm now on chapter 29!!!
anyways still love jere, hate mr. fisher, feel bad for conrad, wonder why her dad and mom broke up but that was prob in the first book
ok we're starting mid 29 (and adding 30)
I'll kiss him for her!!!
also when did they start calling her bells
I mean it's cute but where'd it come from
you're right. you don't have a right 😭
weren't you JUST upset about Conrad?
yeah he doesn't love her cause he loves ME
I'm delusional just go with it!!
NAH NOT ANGIE 💀
how do I remember her but like not half the other stuff help
omg taylor again
I'm sorry I despise her
both of them are driving me insane rn 💀
chapter 31
DECOMPOSING ROSES 💀
reminds me of andrew's spidey "Let's just get out of here" while shaking his head
I love that scene
he's so cute
but anyways back to the book
bro connie getting on my nerves
FORGIVENESS
CAN YOU IMAGINE
oh belly I'm gonna cry
JERE!!!
oooh someone jelly
jelly over belly
LMAO
PROVING MY POINT
JERE>>>
I DON'T UNDERSTAND
IS THERE SOMETHING I'M LIKE MISSING OR WHAT
chapter 33
SHIT I FORGOT HER NAME WAS ISABEL
BELLY.
OMG WHAT
and my words shoot to kill when I'm mad
I have a lot of regrets about that
WOOHOO WE GOT HER!!!
JEREMIAH!!!
chapter 34
ew yellow popsicles
jelly at age 13 bro
AWW HE DID GET SICK BUT BELLS HUNG OUT WITH HIM
chapter 35
STILL JERE!!!
I feel like this is the first time I remember him speaking badly of his dad
I love him sm you have no idea
chapter 36
bro
connie gotta think before he speaks stg 🙄
he likes his bacon like my dad does!!
I like my dad a lot better than mr. fisher though
GO LAUREL!!!
FUCK MR FISHER
um girl
that's your daughter
why are you like
yknow what who cares
chapter 37
JERE!!!!
why is she
ok I got a bone to pick
1
why is she a better parent to the boys than belly
2
WHERE TF IS STEVEN?
oh this is so sad :(
chapter 38
I am officially out of sad tabs
BUT NO WORRIES
FOR I HAVE ANOTHER PACK!!
look at her being a genius
come back...be here!!!
so taylor coded
I'm adding chapter 39 here too
too lazy to add a divider 💀
omg girl shut up about connie jeremiah is right there
I'm calling him connie cause it's funny and I know he would hate it
like matty boy
Chapter 40!!!
OMG BELLY FLOP!!!! WOOHOO
there's my cute summer book
I missed you
SEE JERE IS RIGHT THERE GIRL
slurpees!!
Oh NOW he remembers stuff 🙄
chapter 41
oh jere don't do this to me
scripting out her death cause I can't deal no way
BRO I'M GONNA-
omg good job connie!!
SEE HE REMEMBERS
JERE IS BETTER
COME ON BELLS HOW CAN YOU BE SO PAINFULLY OBLIVIOUS
YES
YESSS
THERE YOU GO JERE THERE YOU GO
WOOHOO!!!!
wish that was me though ✊😔
YESSSSS!!
uh oh connie is back
ngl I'd be mad pissed
CONRAD
I KNOW YOU MAD AND I WOULD BE TOO BUT DAMN
my words shoot to kill when I'm mad!!!
chapter 42
oh my god
bro
you guys gotta talk this shit out ngl
ohhh not steven don't do that to me
CONNIE BRO
bro istfg if you go back to connie I'm gonna cry again
43
this is driving me insane ngl
BELLYYY
NOOO THE END??? WTF YOU MEAN A COUPLE YEARS LATER???
excuse me is she leaving a wedding?
um
bro how am I supposed to wait a year
I'm gonna cry
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