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l13 · 10 months

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what kinda kinks do you think hobie would have? :33

first of all i wanna apologize for this lazy ass writing i'm just UNHINGED i've seen so many hobie edits my mind cannot take this madness i'm seriously in love with him it's not a joke anymore, like i need him bro, I N E E D HIM

NSFW 18+, MDNI

❥ i haven't heard a lot of people say this about hobie but i think he'd REALLY like power exchange, like let my MAN BE A SWITCH PLEASEEEEEE guys please trust me okay hear me out, picture this: hobie laying naked on the bed, chest rising and falling rapidly as you continue to jerk his cock in an torturously slow pace, he's already cum once, so his hips jump every time your fist closes around his tip, and he's groaning, the sound trailing off to a breathy chuckle as he glances up at you, grinning lazily "Y're killin' me, y'know that?" throw in a little nipple play and man's GONEEEE

❥ definitely and i mean DEFINITELY likes dry humping ohhhhh?>>my god??? literally starts as a joke on the rare occasion he sees you bent over, or braced against a counter or smth, he HAS to come and hump you, and it's fine cause you literally do the same thing to him (you're the one that started it). the first time you did it he had laughed the sound giving you goosebumps as he glanced at you over his shoulder with a tiny smirk "You're mental,". but then proceeds to do the same thing to you every chance he gets. One day, you just rolled your hips back against him and the whole vibe changed. You shivered when you heard him inhale sharply from behind you, and his hands circle around your frame to pull you closer. and then he's thrusting against you hard, his clothed cock rubbing against the swell of your ass making you both moan as he drops his head on your shoulder to pant, "About fuckin' time,"

❥ random horny thought and not really a kink: he loves fucking you doggy style in front of a mirror, hand holding you by the throat, his fingers skimming your jaw as he tugs you back to him every time he thrusts forward, his other hand holding onto your ass securely as he snaps his hips against you. And then he's pulling at your throat and suddenly your back is flush against his chest, and the hand that was holding your ass travels around to your pussy to circle at your clit. You're both moaning when you tighten up so much around his cock "Look at you," he's groaning, snapping his hips up instead of forward and your mouth drops open in a silent scream as his cock touches that spongy spot inside you, and he's moaning "Yeah? Right there? You're so fuckin’ pretty, baby, should be fuckin’ illegal," and you're mewling, “You’re so good to me Hobie.. Can feel you so fucking deep inside me oh my God-” “Shit- don’t say that or I’ll cum-” DAAAAAMN okay i got sidetracked again

❥ lil bit of a voyeur maybe, he'd take you even at a secluded space at HQ (would first make sure if you're 100% in tho) he'd fuck you against the wall, with his hand over your mouth as he mutters against your shoulder, "Wanna hear you so fuckin' bad.. but we can't, right? Can't let them know how much of a good girl you are f'me.. Ah, fuuck-S only for my eyes."

❥ CONSENTTTTT consent turns him on so much- and let me explain okay imagine you're just getting ready to suck him off, unbuttoning his jeans, still giggling at his face when you'd said "no, the belts stay on," and then your fingers are finally under the waistband of his boxers and you're looking up at him- "Can I take these off?" and he's so confused bc he's never actually had anyone else ask him that question before "Wh- yes?" and when his cock is finally out in all its glory, and you're licking your lips, you ask again, "Can I touch it?" he can't hold back his smile this time, letting out a giddy laugh, "Baby, 'f course you can, you don't have to ask," idk he just thinks it's the hottest thing ever

❥ extra crack hc cause it just came to me: imagine him being like "You wanna try slapping me in bed?" and you're just looking at him like he's grown two heads but nod slowly nonetheless "....sure?" and then you actually slAP him like 10 minutes later and he's like :C "That felt personal love, m'feelings are kinda hurt." and you're just apologizing over and over and he's laughing at you- "m just playing wit' you. but yeah absolutely not doing that shit again,"

#•ूᡣ𐭩 — hobie #hobie brown x reader #hobie x reader smut #spiderpunk x reader #spider punk x reader

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lovelywritinglady · 9 days

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Beach Days

Gojo Satoru x f!Reader

Reader and Gojo spend the day at the beach together along with their classmates. Fluffy, Gojo being a slight ass. Some Nanami x reader because I felt like it. (especially after season 2 of JJK)

“Pleaseeeeee, come one Y/nnnnn! It’ll be so much more fun if you go too!” Gojo practically yelled trying to convince you to go with him and a few other classmates to the beach this Saturday.

“Gojo I already told you I’m busy that day.” You told him as your eyes never the assignment you were working on.

“Look I will fucking pay you to go with me, just please tag along! You ain’t afraid of water are ya?” He teased

“Fine, I’ll go. However, you’ve got to promise not to whine when I have to leave early. I have a test that I need a lot of time to study for.” You reluctantly told him secretly happy that he asked you to go to the beach with him and your other classmates. You blushed at the thought of being able to be with them in a positive way instead of fighting curses.

“Yesss, I promise we’ll have a shit ton of fun! And don’t you worry about that test. Even if you didn’t study you’d ace that shit, but as long as you go I won’t be sad you’re leavin’ early I guess.” He said excitedly with a slight pout on his oddly perfect lips.

“Maybe you’re right, but I’m not taking any chances.” You slightly laughed finding it cute that he was pouting a little.

“Alrighty, we’re all meeting up at the front of the school and taking a school van at 11. Don’t be late sugar.” Gojo stated as he quickly left but not before giving you a wink and a big wave goodbye. You rolled your eyes at his flirting but still felt butterflies in your stomach all the same. You hated your crush on Gojo but, seriously, who could help themselves when it’s the Satoru Gojo.

The next day…

You arrived at the meeting spot five minutes before 11 just in case. Funny enough, only Nanami Kento, your classmate, was there witha borded expression on his face. You walked up to him with your beach bag in hand and wished him a good morining.

"Good morning Nanami." You spoke to him giving him a small smile

"Ah, good morning L/n, I'm guessing that Gojo's constant pestering go to you too." He said in an irked tone.

"Yes, he was quite annoying about it, but I think it'll actually be good for me to have a relaxing day at the beach with you guys. Besides when is the last time we were together that didn't include killing something." You pointed out

"True, I didn't take that into consideration. It will be nice not having those responsibilities for once." He agreed giving you a small smile.

"So where is Haibara? Isn't he normally with you?" You asked him genuenly curious where your sweetheart of a classmate is.

"He said he would meet me here at eleven due to the face that he overslept a bit. I came earlier just in case Gojo decided to be spontaneous again and leave without us." Nanami responded checking his watch.

"Makes sense you'd be here early. You're always so punctual, that's what I like about you so much!" You complimented him giving him a wide smile.

"Oh, well thank you L/n." He said quietly blushing slightly at your niceness.

"Anytime, now when will they get here?" You questioned out loud.

As if you could see the future, there walked your remaining classmates along with their beach bags. Gojo, funny enough, had a big pink flamingo floaty on his arm and you laughed slightly at the sight. As soon as he saw you he picked up the pace, giving you one of his signature goofy smiles. Geto, Shoko, and Haibara waved at you and Nanami and the two of you returned the gesture. Your attetion turned to your white haired classmate as he strolled right up to you.

"You actually came and early too!" Gojo said excitedly

"Of course I did. I decided that it would be nice to get some sun." You told him slightly blushing at his exposed abs as him, Geto, and Haibara all were shirtless except for unbuttoned shirts.

"Well good Y/n, glad you're here!" he said getting closer to your face making you blush more.

"Alright Satoru, lets get loaded up!" Geto yelled getting into the drivers seat.

Everyone got in and Nanami made his way to sit next to you only for the seat to be taken by Gojo. You gave Nanami an apologetic smile as he took a seat next to Haibara instead. Gojo started yapping on about some video game he just started playing with Geto and how he was kicking his ass in it. You heard Geto mumble how Gojo was actually losing a lot, which earned a few chuckles from you and your other classmates. Gojo pouted and looked out the window with a huff. You thought it was cute seeing his lips pucker the way they did. A few minutes passed when he finally got out of his little trantrum and gave his attention to you. He began yapping and then proceeded to ask you all kinds of questions. However, one question stuck out from the rest.

"So y/n you got a boyfriend or something?" He asked but unlike the other questions, he spoke in a serious tone.

"Um...no." You responded back slightly confused as to where this question came from.

"Hmm... okay then!" He chirped and continued yapping once more. You looked at the front of the van only to see Geto smirking at you which caused your face to feel hot and your hands slightly clammy.

"Oi Y/n! Oi Y/n! Y/nnnnn, are you paying attention?" You finally heard Gojo whine.

"Oh sorry, what were you saying?" You asked giving him an apologetic smile. This yapping continued as Geto drove everyone to the beach.

After some time later, you all arrived at your beautiful destination. Geto and Shoko were the first ones to get out of the van. You and Gojo followed and then Nanami and Haibara were the last ones. You took in the sights before you. The ocean was a magnificent deep blue and the beach was vibrant white. The sun beamed down on you making you squint despite the fact that you were wearing sunglasses.

Before you could react you saw Gojo, Geto, and Haibara all running at full speed as they raced towards the water ahead. You could hear Haibara say the sad was too hot as he finally made it to the water, coming in third place with Gojo in first. A laugh erupted from you and Shoko as you held onto each other. You then looked at Nanami who had a content smile on his face which made you even happier. Just as you were about to say something to him, Shoko grabbed your arm pulling you to the other boys that were now splashing each other aggressively.

“Come on y/n!” Shoko yelled as she pulled you. You can’t remember the last time she was so lively, but you relished in it.

“Shoko we need to put sunscreen on first.” You giggled

“Oh yeah, right.” She stopped giving you a sweet smile.

“Might as well set up a spot too I guess.” You chimed in. You looked back at Nanami who also made

“Good idea, because there is no way in hell these boys are going to do it right. Well maybe Nanami.” She spoke.

The two of you then set up a spot with towels and a few beach umbrellas. It didn’t take long as the two of you were eager to be in the water. You and Shoko then got the sunscreens out of your bags and began putting it on yourselves. What you didn’t notice was Gojo staring intently at you, as he had for nearly the whole time you and Shoko were setting up the spot.

Just then, Gojo ran up to the two of you. His whole body soaking wet from the endless splashing he did with the boys. He stood in front of you with a wide grin on his face.

“Hey, you need help putting that sunscreen on y/n? Wouldn’t want ya burning.” He asked with a playful smirk

“Sure, why not. Thank you Gojo.” You responded handing him the bottle of sunscreen.

He took it happy from your hands as he gestured for you to turn around, to which you obliged. You could hear the sound of it opening and soon enough Gojo was applying it on your back. You didn’t even realize the furious blush on your face in this moment. The feeling of his hands on your body gave you goosebumps. And a content sigh left your lips. Gojo chuckled at this as he took it upon himself to give you a small massage which made you let out another sigh.

“There that should be good.” He commented but before you could respond he bent down and began whispering in your ear. “Y/n from now on I’d be honored if you’d call me Satoru.” He whispered as his right hand was still on your lower back. You turned your head to look at him as your eyes met his. You were so close to each other and if anyone was looking at the two of you, they would assume you guys were a lovesick couple. Shoko who was next to the two of you smiled thinking how finally the two of you were finally getting somewhere.

“Thank you Satoru.” You whispered looking back in fourth between his lips and his piercing eyes.

“Anything for you.” Satoru responded getting closer.

You moved yourself closer too even though space was rather limited at this point. You could feel his breath on his face. His eyes bore into yours as you couldn’t hide the fact that you wanted him to kiss you. Satoru could tell you wanted it and just as he was about to kiss you a beach ball was launched at the two of you. Thankfully, Satoru turned on his infinity shielding the two of you from it.

“Sorry Satoru! Sorry L/N!”Yelled Geto who stood in the water.

“Dammit Suguru!” Satoru exclaimed as he ran towards Geto. As he did he made sure to turn and give you a wink before running off towards his best friend.

Satoru tackled Geto and the two of them began wrestling in the ocean. This made you roll your eyes as Shoko laughed. The rest of the day consisted of you and Shoko talking under the umbrella talking and enjoying each others company. And occasionally going to the beach and making sandcastles. The boys spent the day playing in the water and making a sand fort. Nanami and Haibara took a walk down the beach with Haibara talking Nanami’s ear off, not that he minded. All of you enjoyed your time so much that when it was finally sunset, it had felt like the day had passed quickly.

“We should probably get going soon.” Shoko groaned.

“Yeah, or else Yaga is gonna be on our ass for being late.” You sighed dreading going back to school.

“Ha, not you with your perfect grades and all.” She teased putting away her beach stuff.

“Oh hush.” Responded.

As you and everyone else were putting away your stuff, you noticed Satoru missing from the bunch. You looked around only to see him standing in the ocean looking like he was staring off into the distance. He looked sad, almost melancholy. Your heat skipped a beat and before your brain had any say, you walked up to him. You then stood next to him looking up at his expression. He still hadn’t turned to you but you soon felt his hand grasp yours. You let this happen wanting to feel his warm hand on yours too. You both enjoyed the warm and comfortable sounds of the ocean with the waves crashing softly against your knees.

After a little while, he turned his head in your direction as a small smile appeared on his face. He couldn’t help but look at you. To him you were simply beautiful and someone he looked up to. You were strong, brave, and kind. However, you never boasted your power like he did. Instead you were humble about it and always congratulated others on their achievements without even a drop of envy. You were someone he dared admit that he really liked. And he was so glad that you agreed to come here on this beach trip with him. He then sighed gathering enough courage within him to ask you something that had been plaguing his mind for months.

“Y/n..” he dragged out feeling nervous

“Yes Satoru?” You asked with sweetness lacing your voice. This made his insides turn to mush.

“I’m sorry if this is forward, but would you like to date me?” He asked feeling relieved that he finally got those words out. You paused for a second taking in the question he asked as your chest filled with a warmth that only he seemed to ignite within you.

“Yes.” You replied simply. As you turned your head to him squeezing his hand softly as you did so. You then smiled at him giving him a loving gaze that made him give you one back. “What took you so long?” You teased to which he rolled his eyes playfully.

“To be honest, you make me nervous. You’re strong and your confident. And that’s super sexy.” He teased back wiggling his eyebrows

“Oh shut up.” You replied

“Oi, lovebirds we gotta go!” Yelled Geto from a distance.

“Shit.” You both muttered at the same time.

You both the began walking hand in hand back to the van. However, with a sudden burst of confidence, you swiftly turned around wrapping your arms around Satoru’s neck. His expression was a mixture of excitement and shock. You then pressed your lips against his, piling him closer to you. Satoru wrapped his arms around your body pulling you closer too as he reciprocated the kiss adding even more passion. His lips were addicting to say the least abc you wished that you had more time to savor him. Satoru felt the same as he brought one of his hand ups to your face caressing it slowly. You then broke the kiss feeling hot from the feeling of being that connected with him.

“Are you okay?” He whispered being his other hand up to your face as he held it gently.

“Yeah, are you?” You asked putting your hands on his giving him a content smile.

“I’m absolutely perfect.” He replied

“We should be getting back not.” You said reluctantly

“Yeah, don’t want Yaga getting on our asses for being late.” Satoru said as he took your hand once again as the two of you even waking. You already missed the feeling of his large hands on your cheeks.

“True that.” You replied giving his hand a squeeze.

“I’m glad you came with us today.” He said happily.

“Me too.” You replied.

“Fucking finally.” Geto and Shoko said in unison as you and Satoru sat together in the van. A furious blush gracing both of your cheeks.

“Agreed.” Nanami sighed behind you.

“Happy for you guys.” Haibara chimed in being positive as usual.

“Thank you.” You replied to him putting your head in Satoru’s shoulder.

The drive back was peaceful and filled with hope. Despite your lives, you and Satoru were content knowing that despite the shit that you would both experience, you would have each other. As the future for you both you be tough but in the end happy…or was it?

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becca-e-barnes · 1 year

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any chance you could write stepdad!steve catching you sneak back in from a party?

Pleaseeeeee 🤤 This is a lil short one but I might give it a second part

"What time do you call this?" You knew you were fucked when the taxi dropped you home and the light in your kitchen illuminated the drive way. Your mum made a habit of turning it off every night and you were only getting away with this if everyone was asleep.

It was well past the time your mum and stepdad usually went to bed. Hell, it was well past the time you usually went to bed yourself. You didn't often stay up to 2:37am and you absolutely never stayed out that late. Despite the fact you're in your 20's, your new stepdad had set the rule that you were to be home by 1am every night. No exceptions. Asshole.

It usually wasn't hard to follow his rules. No boys in your bedroom. Don't stay out late. Fill up the fuel you use in the car. Nothing really out of the ordinary. But then again, he kept telling you that you weren't the rule breaking type anyway.

"Sorry, I lost track of time." You did your best to avoid looking at your stepfather while you lied through your teeth. You'd known damn well what time it was and you'd had every intention of staying out until the lights in the club came back on. You just didn't think you'd get caught.

"Mhm." Steve's hum almost sounded convincing, pausing while he folded his arms, his navy blue pyjama top straining around his biceps. "You expect me to believe that? You're a bright girl, sweetheart. I know you can tell the time."

Damn your own body for betraying you like this. His praise makes your tummy flutter and you know it's so damn wrong.

"I know you want to be a good girl, don't you?" He pauses again, waiting for your response and he seems satisfied when you nod. "Always so well behaved for me. You know what? I'll let you pick your own punishment. Just this once." His eyes are trained on your face, watching for any sign of discomfort at the way things are progressing.

"Option 1. I confiscate your car keys." Fair enough but that would be really inconvenient. "Option 2. I confiscate your phone." Oh no, absolutely not. "Option 3. I confiscate that shitty little vibrator you keep in the drawer beside your bed."

How does he even know you have that? It's mortifying enough that he feels able to punish you but this is a step further than you were expecting.

"No need to be shy about it, honey. I get it. You've got needs. Nothing to be embarrassed about. And if it makes you feel better, I could show you how a real man should touch you. You'll forget that little plastic thing even exists."

Fuck, that's an offer you could only ever have dreamed of. In fact, it's painfully close to what you imagine while you're frantically rolling the vibrator in question over your own clit.

"If you'd rather lose your car keys or your phone, feel free. Choice is yours." Steve sounds awfully nonchalant for someone who's just made a proposal like that but there's no chance you're turning down his offer.

"Option 3." Your voice is barely a squeak and you almost think you've made the wrong decision when Steve raises an eyebrow.

"Good girl. Go get it."

#asks answered <3 #anon #becca writes spice #stepdad!Steve rogers #Steve rogers x reader smut #Steve rogers smut #tw: stepdad #tw: stepcest #a short one #because I've been writing my essay all day and I need to get back to it #I needed a break from it #I took some leave from work this week and now I don't want to go back tomorrow 😩#I had the best time off #chilling in a hot tub #taking myself to nice restaurants #going on walks in a city I'm not familiar with #coffee shops with a good book #doing a lil bit of shopping #found a new MSc I think I'd LOVE

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alovesongtheywrote · 6 months

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pt.11 pleaseeeeee of nightmare academia

♥ Summary: Here we go friends! In this chapter of nightmare academia, Spencer gets stabbed. [Prof!Spencer Reid x GN-Prof!Reader]

♥ Warnings: stabbing, threats of violence, blood

♥ Word Count: 2346

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“Thank you.”

“Reid, don’t thank me for the mugs. I stole the mugs. They’re your mugs.”

He shrugged. Despite being a certified giant of a string-bean, he seemed so small and sad in the middle of your office. You looked down at the open laptop on your desk. You couldn’t look at his damned puppy-dog eyes anymore.

“Still. You could’ve broken them, or something. You could’ve stabbed me with the shards.”

You rolled your eyes, not looking away from the laptop, “I could’ve, but that would take time and energy that I refuse to waste on you.”

In your peripheral vision, you could see him flinch. You bit the inside of your cheek, trying to fight off the pang of guilt you felt inside. Being angry at him would’ve been so much easier if he was more of a dick. He usually was a dick. He usually refused to admit he was wrong. He wouldn’t let you correct him about grammatical mistakes, or historical errors, or whether or not notes should be handwritten, but he was letting you correct him now.

He was letting you hurt him over this.

The taste of blood filled your mouth. You let out a weary sigh, “Get the hell out of my office, Reid.”

Your words were harsh, but there was no true malice behind them. Just exhaustion. Reid was pretty sure he preferred the malice.

“Bye, (Y/N).”

You waved him off, refusing to give him a proper goodbye. After what he’d said and done, he could take his goodbyes and fuck ‘em.

Reid disappeared from your office without another word, his box of mugs cradled in his arms. Immediately, you missed his presence. And immediately, you despised yourself for it. He’d been a huge asshole. He’d been cruel. He’d hurt you, he’d said all those things, and he- he’d apologized pretty thoroughly for it, for everything he’d done wrong. He’d tucked his tail between his legs and let you throw all of your rage in his face.

You didn’t feel guilty. You refused to feel guilty. You’d said your piece and you were right about it and then you’d taken it a step further. You hurt Reid on purpose, the way he hurt you. Now what the fuck were you supposed to do? You couldn’t quite forgive him, but you weren’t sure you wanted to be so angry anymore.

Just as the storm of thoughts in your mind came to a crescendo, someone walked through the office door. For a moment, some sort of relief washed over you- you thought it was Reid. You thought you might have a chance to talk things through with him. It wasn’t, and you didn’t.

When you looked up, your blood ran cold.

Before you stood a man who looked like death standing. Pale and tall, cropped hair and blue eyes. He was everything Missy had described. He was everything she’d said he was. He was everything that had come to the community centre trying to hurt her before you intervened.

Before you stood Missy’s ex. Jason. He was the man who made her life hell, the man you’d tried to protect her from. He had one thing on his mind.

“Where is Missy?”

You could feel the adrenaline flooding your system. You sat up straighter, your body preparing itself to run- or to fight. You knew what this man was capable of. You knew what he could do to a person, what he had done and would do again without flinching.

You knew you couldn’t let him get to Missy.

“I have no idea who you’re talking about,” your fingers pressed against the edge of your desk, creating distance between you and Jason, “None of my students go by that name. If you’re looking for someone, I’d be happy to point you towards administration-”

“Shut your stupid fucking mouth,” he hissed, slamming his hands down on the table, “I know you know where she is. You helped her get her GED, right? Impressive. Missy’s a stupid bitch.”

You winced, and Jason smiled as if you’d told him everything he wanted to know.

“Where is she?”

“I have no idea. I don’t know who Missy is.”

“LIAR,” he barked, lunging forward to grab you. He missed, only by a few inches. You could see the shape of something sharp in his pocket.

“I swear,” your voice took on a tone of desperation, “I don’t know who you’re talking about. I’m sorry I can’t help you.”

“Sorry? Yeah, you’ll be fucking sorry,” his fingers gripped the desk, his knuckles turned white, “Tell me where she is, or I’ll spill your fucking guts all over these damn walls. Is that what you want you fucking bitch? You want me to stab you in the fucking neck?”

“Honestly, no.”

Jason reached towards his pocket and from it, he pulled out a knife. There were several jokes you could’ve made, but none of them seemed appropriate at the time.

“Answer me, then. Tell me where Missy is, or I’ll stick this knife in your fucking throat.”

You steeled your gaze. This man, this monster would not get what he wanted- not from you. Jason looked at you expectantly, and you leaned forward, invading his space, getting closer to the knife.

“I guess you’ll have to stab me.”

Jason moved to round the desk. You moved quickly, ready to defend yourself, but it didn’t matter. He didn’t make it that far.

Reid assumed that a job teaching at a university would be marginally safer than working for the FBI. It wouldn’t be much safer, of course, but at least he wouldn’t have to deal with serial killers every day, right? That meant he would be a little safer- and that meant his coworkers would be a little safer too.

That’s why he wasn’t worried when he made his way back to your office. He wanted to talk things through with you, to see if there was any way to undo what he’d done- to see if you’d be sending that infernal typewriter back to his class again. He was worried about you being angry at him, but for once, death wasn’t on his mind.

And then he saw the man in your office. The same man he’d seen behind the wheel of that white car. The same man you’d gone out of your way to protect your friend from. He also saw the knife in that man’s hand. He gave up on the idea of safety, after that.

There was a split second, where Jason’s knife was in the air and your body was vulnerable beneath it, where you accepted your death. You were going to get brutally murdered, one of your students would find your body, and the whole thing would become a true crime legend retold by uncaring influencers while they did their make-up and advertised Hello Fresh.

And you were okay with that. If it bought your student just a minute of safety, your death would be worth it. Clearly, someone didn’t exactly agree.

Someone pulled Jason away from you. He collapsed to the floor in an angry heap. Your eyes widened. Your breath came so hard that it hurt your chest. Someone had saved you. You looked up.

He stood over your assailant looking angrier than you had ever seen him. His hands were curled into fists at his sides. His tie was crooked, and he was breathing almost as hard as you were.

“Reid?”

When he turned to face you, his eyes were blown wide. Panic overtook the rage that painted his features.

“Are you okay?” he asked, straightening slightly, still hovering over Jason.

“I’m- I’m fine.”

“Good,” Reid looked down at Jason, who was hissing like some feral thing, “Call 9-1-1.”

“Yeah,” you snapped out of your panic at the command, “Yeah, okay.”

Just as you reached for your phone, Jason emerged from the floor. You frantically dialled the emergency number and threw your phone to the side, letting it ring out. The glow from the fallen screen illuminated your typewriter.

“You motherfucker,” Jason growled, “Who the fuck are you?”

“He’s just a coworker of mine,” you hurried to answer, “No one of consequence.”

“I have a hard fuckin time believing that. I saw him, with you and with Missy. If you’re going to be an unreasonable bitch, maybe I’ll just have to ask him.”

“Don’t-!” you yelped, “Don’t, I swear, he’s nobody. He’s just a coworker,” you moved a little closer to where your phone had fallen, “He’s not the type to know anything.”

Reid’s eyes met yours. The panic had fallen from his face. In its place was a calm sense of assurance- some kind of understanding. He knew what you were about to do. He trusted you.

Spencer raised his hands, crafting the image of surrender. Jason’s attention was on him, now. He stepped back slowly, heading towards the exit of your office and giving you the space you would need to execute your plan. You knelt behind your desk.

“Look, this is probably some sort of misunderstanding,” Spencer moved back, “I’ll just go, and-”

“Bullshit. I’m gonna give you the same deal, asshole. Tell me where Missy is or I’ll fucking kill you.”

“That’s not going to happen.”

The next few seconds passed like centuries.

Jason crossed the room, leaned forward, and knocked Spencer to the ground. Back behind your desk, your hands wrapped around the solid metal body of your typewriter. You lifted it, crossing the room the same way Jason had. As he pulled back, preparing to hit Spencer again, you brought the corner of the typewriter down against his skull.

Jason collapsed to the floor. Blood spilled from his newly acquired head wound. You kicked him off of Spencer and let the typewriter fall to the ground. You fell to the floor after it.

You and Spencer stared at each other for a moment. Your eyes were wide, lips parted slightly. Your breath came hard and fast, and your hands shook slightly. Spencer was in the same condition, breathing hard with his hand pressed to his stomach.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice strained.

You nodded, crawling closer toward him, dragging your knees against the floor, “I’m okay. Are- are you okay?”

“I’m-” his eyes rolled back. His hand fell away from his torso. His clothes were stained red.

Spencer was not okay.

“No, no, no, no-” your voice began as a whisper, growing in volume as you wrapped an arm around Spencer, holding him up as you placed a hand over his wound. You could feel his blood pooling beneath your skin, staining your flesh red.

Spencer raised his hand to cover yours.

“I’m fine,” he murmured, blinking hard, “I promise, I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not fine, you’ve been stabbed,” you looked out the door, desperate for a passerby to go and get help. You saw no one.

“Shit,” you gasped out, pressing down harder, “Shit, shit, I’m sorry. Spencer, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen, I didn’t- I didn’t think, I-”

“Hey,” he tried to reassure you, “It’s okay. You couldn’t have known this would happen. I’m gonna be okay.”

“Are you?”

He nodded, “He didn’t hit anything vital- and this isn’t even the worst injury I’ve had. Did you know I’ve been shot three times?”

“What!?” you turned to face Spencer so quickly he almost thought he heard your neck snap. You felt a familiar heat behind your eyes as tears began to pool.

“Yeah, once in the knee, once in the arm, and once in the neck.”

“You were shot in the neck!?”

Tears were slipping down your cheeks now. Spencer, who had been the picture of calm until this point, began to panic.

“Hey, hey, don’t cry- please don’t cry,” he begged, and you assumed he would hit you with some statistic about tears, but instead he told you, in an almost broken voice, “I hate making you cry.”

“Okay,” you tried not to sob, “Okay. I’m sorry.”

He wrapped his hand around yours, tracing meaningless patterns into your skin with the tips of his fingers.

“Don’t be sorry. Everything’s going to be okay.”

You tried to believe him. You wanted to believe him. His blood burned beneath your hand.

“Okay,” you whispered, “Everything’s gonna be okay.”

A smile crossed his face. His lips were chapped. There were dark bags under his eyes, but those were always there.

“You’re really pretty, did you know that?”

Was he- was he hitting on you while he bled out? You couldn’t help but grin back at him, your smile crept over your features as you shook your head.

“I think you’re just suffering from blood loss, Doctor Reid.”

He said nothing, but you could see him relax a little. You could feel his breath come a little easier. There were voices down the hallway.

“Fuck, that’s the paramedics,” you leaned out the door a little, calling for help.

“Hey, (Y/N),” Spencer sounded weak, and it terrified you, “I need you to do me a favour.”

You looked down at him, trying to keep the panic out of your voice, “Anything.

“Call Garcia and let her know I’m okay. She’s gonna know I’m going to the hospital, and she’s gonna let the team know, and then everyone’s gonna panic-”

“They SHOULD panic. You just got STABBED.”

“(Y/N), there is a non-zero chance that they’ll come here. On the jet. The jet that you hate.”

You let out a sound that fell somewhere between a laugh and a sob, “Maybe they should come here on the jet that I hate.”

“I promise, they don’t need to. I’m gonna be fine.”

You took a shuddering breath, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth, “Do you promise?”

“I promise.”

Without thinking about it, you leaned forward and lightly brushed your lips against Spencer’s temple. His eyes widened, and his lips parted, but he had no time to say anything. The paramedics had arrived. Reid would be okay. Would you?

♥ Tags: @icarusignite, @usuallyunlikelyfox, @maraudersforlife2005, @fictionalcomforts, @morgthemagpie, @iiheartbowie, @digitalhearts, @corpsebridenightamare, if you asked to be tagged and i forgot, pls let me know, im dumb lol

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x gn!reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #x reader #nightmare academia

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thedivineflowers · 10 months

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BRO DKD YALL SEE DEUCES MOM

BRO MS. SPDAE

PLEASE

GIVE ME ONE CHANCE MS. SPADE

I PROMISE ILL TREAT YOU RIGHT

RAHHHHHSHSHEHHRJEJEJEENEJEBEJEBEB

LIVE LAUGH LOVE MS. SPADE.

OM MY GOODNESS SHES SO FINE 😫

MS. SPADE GIVE ME ONE CHANCE AND ILL TREAT YOU RIGHT PLEASEEEEEE

I'm prolly gonna right a fic where middle school reader meets Deuces mom and goes feral over her maybe 🤗 or Ms. Spade just dotes on the reader you get what I mean.

#thedivineflowers #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #deuce spade x reader #deuces spade mom #Ms. spade #live laugh love Ms. Spade

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nyoomfruits · 9 months

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🎵 with Landoscar pleaseeeeee :))

🎵 - I will shuffle my music and use the song that comes up for inspiration (from here) spotify woke up today and chose VIOLENCE. also once again not five lines because uuuuuuuh i dont have an excuse really

satellite heart - anya marina

I hear you're living out of state Running in a whole new scene You know I haven't slept in weeks You're the only thing I see

Daniel, of all people, had warned him, once. “You love too hard,” he’d said. Lando had snorted and taken another sip of his beer. They were sprawled on the couch in Daniel’s Monaco apartment, game of FIFA abandoned on the TV. “No, I’m serious,” Daniel had said. “You take forever to warm up to someone but once you decide a person in your person you just. You go all in.”

“Right, thanks for the psych analysis, Dr. Ricciardo,” Lando had said, rolling his eyes.

Daniel had shaken his head. “I’m not. It’s not a bad thing. I like that about you. Because I know once you’ve decided you like me I don’t have to worry whether one day you’re going to chance your mind. I’m just, I’m worried, you know. One day you’re going to fall in love, really fall in love, and then what if that person can’t give that back to you?”

Land had snorted, back then. Had called him an idiot. ‘I can handle myself just fine, Daniel,’ he’d said.

He remembers that conversation now, as he stares up at the podium. Oscar probably can’t even see him from up there, he’ll just be another figure in the crowd, indiscernible from the rest. It twists at his heart, and not like the first time he feels like he’s lost more than just a teammate over the last year.

Lando should’ve told him, before he left. They could’ve tried at least. It feels too late now, too far out of reach. Oscar has other priorities. Lando saw him, clinging to Max in the post-race hug. Laughing with each other as they waited for their interviews.

Lando had his shot. He missed.

They’re playing the Australian national anthem, and Lando glances up at the podium, watches the sun catch on the Red Bull logo on Oscar’s blue race overalls. There’s a proud smile on Oscar’s face, a giddiness to the way he holds himself. He deserves it, he deserves all of it.

It would all just be so much easier if Lando wasn’t so heartbreakingly, irreversibly, undeniably in love with him.

But I'll be true to you No matter what you do Yeah, I'll be true to you

#landoscar #mctwinks #twinklaren #norstri #and after todays race as well whats WRONG with me #drabble

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didishawn · 1 year

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Part 2 for Dumb Boy (Gavi), pleaseeeeee. An happy end

Begging for forgiveness (Gavi x Reader)

Good ending for Gavi in Dumb boy

Bad ending for Gavi

Warnings: lots of Spanish, this is the good ending for Gavi version, Gavi regrets it all, mentions of the past bullying

Masterlist

Gavi has become quite the philosopher lately.

Regret fills his veins, anger and hatred towards himself, nostalgy, he hasn't seen you in a while, and even if he has spent his whole life pretending to hate you and your presence, he is miserable.

Things have also been terrible with the team, on the pitch everything is good, but he can feel Ansu's hatred look directed at himself and things are not the same with Pedri either.

He knows his parents know something had went down in between you both, but neither ever ask about it, he mentally thanks you for not saying anything about the whole thing, or he would probably be cut off by now.

He knows about your life what he hears from others, you have him blocked everywhere and all your social media is private so he can't just make himself a fake account. He knows you are still friends with the rest of the guys, the only signals that you are still good are the stories posted by one of them, mostly Ansu, who he knows to now be your best friend, you seem to get along with Balde too as well with the new guy, Ferran, the same with Eric and the rest.

"Es su cumpleaños pronto, ¿va a hacer algo?" he asks Ansu one day when it's only the two of them left on the dressing room. (it's her birthday soon, is she doing anything?)

"Que yo sepa, no es asunto tuyo. No quiere verte, Gavi, olvídate" (as far as I'm concerned, it's none of your business. She doesn't want to see you, Gavi, forget about it)

"Venga, Ansu, necesito verla, necesito arreglar las cosas" (come on, Ansu, I need to see her, I need to fix this)

"Lo que tú quieras da igual, lo importante es ella, y ella pasa de ti. Intenta hacer lo mismo" (what you want doesn't matter, she is what matters, and she doesn't want anything to do with you. Try to do the same)

Gavi is left alone, he gives a long sigh, face buried on his hands, frustration has taken over his mind.

On the ride home, he tries to get information out of Pedri, but the boy refuses to tell him anything, and even threatens Gavi to forget about the subject or from now on he would have to ride a bike to and from training.

On the dining table, Aurora calls him out on his sad expression.

"¿Se puede saber que te pasa? Llevas meses igual" (care to tell us what is going on with you? It's been months since you are like this)

"No me pasa nada" (nothing is wrong)

"¿Enserio?" asks his father "¿Nada que ver con y/n y que sus padres dicen que no te quiere ver ni en pintura?" (seriously? Nothing to do with y/n and that her parents say she doesn't want to see you?)

Gavi doesn't say anything, but his parents know something has went down in between the two of you, yet they don't know exactly what.

"Su cumpleaños es en nada, podrías aprovechar y disculparte" (her birthday is soon, you can take the chance to apologise)

"Ella no me quiere ahí" (she doesn't want me there)

"Por favor, como si alguna vez hicieras caso" (please, as if you ever listen)

His mother is right, because the very same day, he is standing in front of your house and knocking on your door, he carries flowers, sunflowers, your favorites, the ones he used to always mock you about liking them so much.

There is a bright smile as you open the door, yet disappears when your eyes meet his figure.

"¿Qué estás haciendo aquí? Pensaba que te había dicho que no te quiero ver" (what are you doing here? I thought I told you I don't want to see you)

"Necesitaba verte" (I needed to see you)

"Bueno, ya me has visto, lárgate con tus flores" (well, you have seen me, now go away with those flowers of yours)

You try to close your door, but he sticks his foot.

"¿Enserio?" (seriously?)

"Tu cumpleaños es en unos días" (your birthday is in a few days)

"Gracias, no me había dado cuenta" you roll your eyes and glare at him. (thanks, I hadn't realised)

"Déjame estar ahí para ti, déjame demostrarte que sé lo gilipollas que he sido todo este tiempo. Te juro que me comportare y haré todo por que me perdones" (let me be there for you, let me show you that I know how much of an asshole I have been this whole time. I promise I will behave and do whatever is necessary for you to forgive me)

You think about it for a moment, then nod, making him grin excitedly.

"No te emociones mucho, no estás perdonado ni de lejos. Es solo para ver si te das cuenta que ninguna de tus excusas de mierda son necesarias y que te vayas" (don't get too exited, you are a long way from being forgiven. It's only so you realise that none of your excuses are necessary so you can go away)

"Haré lo que quieras, de verdad, verás que merece la pena darme una segunda oportunidad" (I will do anything, really, you will see that giving me a second chance is worth it)

"Bueno, estate aquí tipo cuatro, no tienes entrenamiento ese día, ¿no?" (well, be here by four, you don't have training that day, right?)

Gavi excitedly shakes his head and you nod, he then offers you the flowers, you take them and close the door without a word. He leaves with a happy strout to his step.

The day of your birthday, he is in your front door even earlier than accorded, a gift for you in hand he knows you want and a bright smile on his face. He knocks and waits. You open the door, clearly confused at him being at your front door so early.

"Pensé te había dicho cuatro" (I thought I told you to be here at four)

"No podía esperar" (I couldn't wait)

"Bueno, supongo no te puedo dejar aquí fuera, venga pasa" (well, I suppose I can't just leave you here, come on in)

Inside, everything seems ready for the party, he looks around the living room, taking the scenery in, everything is so you.

You indicate him to sit down and he does, you do too, silence takes over the room, you look everywhere but at him, he is the opposite, taking your beauty in, his breath is caught in his throat.

"Sabías que tu también me gustabas antes, ¿no?" Gavi almost chocked on his own spit "Al principio yo me pensaba que solamente me molestabas porque yo también te gustaba, pero después todo fue a peor y solo pensar en estar en la misma habitación que tú me hacía querer morirme" (you know I liked you before, right? I used to think that you only bothered because you liked me to, but things got worse and the thought of being stuck with you on the same room madre me want to die)

You take in a deep breath and continue "Aún así, cada vez que te veía rezaba porque me dijeras algo bueno, porque me demostraras que te importaba lo más mínimo, y nunca lo hiciste. Lo más cercano que tuve fue cuando empecé a salir con mi ex, tú lo odiaba, pero yo siempre supuse que no tenía nada que ver conmigo. Hasta esa noche" (still, every time I saw you I prayed for you to tell me something good, for you to show me that you cared at least a bit for me, but you never did. The closest thing I had were your comments when I started dating my ex, you hated him, but I always thought that it had nothing to do with me dating him. Until that night)

"¿Te acuerdas?" you ask, he nods. (do you remember?)

"Te dije que no era suficiente para ti, que era un cabron y te merecías algo mejor" (I told you he wasn't enough for you that he was an asshole and you deserved better)

"No sabes lo feliz que me hizo. Pensé que por fin demostrabas que yo también te importaba. Yo estaba preparada para dejarle, yo pensaba que esa era una extraña manera de decirme que tú eras con quien yo debía estar" your expression turns sour "Y luego te escucho decirle a Pedri que no entiendes como mi ex se rebajó tanto el nivel para estar con alguien como yo" (you don't know how happy that made me. I thought you were finally showing me how you cared about me, a strange way to tell me you were the one I should have been with. Then I heard you telling Pedri that you don't know how my ex lowered his expectations so much to be with someone like me)

"Estaba borracho" (I was drunk)

"Eso no lo justifica, Pablo. Me rompiste el corazón una vez más, me dejaste como una tonta" (that is not a justification, Pablo. You broke my heart once more, you made me look like an idiot)

"Lo siento" (I am sorry)

"Se que lo estás. Me lo ha estado diciendo todo el mundo. Todos se esperan que te perdone" (I know you are. Everyone has told me. They are all waiting for me to forgive me)

"No lo tienes que hacer hasta que estés preparada" (you won't have to do it until you are ready)

"Vas a tener que esperar un buen rato" (you will have to wait a long while)

"No me importa, esperaré lo que haga falta" (I don't care, I will wait as long as necessary)

It takes months for you to even consider Gavi a friend, but little by little you manage to heal and forgive, every day Gavi trying to show you his true self, not the inmature one.

After that, it takes even longer before you two eventually kiss, and a while after that to become a couple.

It's all worth it, Gavi thinks, you two cuddling on his coach, you as his girlfriend, the past is not forgotten, it never will, but you two keep on looking towards the future.

Together.

#gavi angst #gavi #gavi x reader #barcelona #fc barca #barca #spanish nt #spain national team #spain nt

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clowngrrrl444 · 3 months

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if you look like her... HIT ME UP PLEASEEEEEE🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 GIVE ME ONE CHANCE PLEASE GOD JUST ONE CHANCE IM BEGGING YOU PLEASEEEEEEEEE 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

#abby anderson #abby tlou #queer

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someh0eontheinternet · 11 months

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Yelana x Obsessed fem.reader

(this is just a fanfic i wrote in two seconds and is purely a self insert because im OBSESSED with her but i hope u enjoy anyway haha 🌸🌸) (SEASON 4 SPOILERS) (no manga spoilers)

You became a scout because you needed the money. nothing more, nothing less. you weren't trying to chase after glory, or even protect the ones you loved.

all you wanted was to get your bag and go home.

luckily for you, your fighting skills were second to only the Ackerman's and you werent heartless enough to not put yourself in dangers way to save a comrade or two from the jaws of a titan. because of this, you were adored by the whole regiment due to the countless lives yourve saved in battle.

during the attack on Marley, and following your return to the flying blimp, you were greeted once again by your beloved comrades. you take a moment to silently count to yourself the number of soldiers around you and send a silent prayer to the ones who have fallen.

Interrupting your train of thought was a loud screech from the room over, that almost resembled a child. curious, you make your way over to the captain's den to find eren, levi, zeke, and two screaming children yelling about something you couldnt understand. Levi was the first to speak up...

"Y-n. I'm glad you're safe but this doesnt concern you. Please return to the other room."

You shrugged your shoulders and was about to turn to leave when a tall figure caught your eye.

"omg...omg....omg"

(sorry if this next part is cringe lol)

it was love at first sight. you lost control of your body as you speed walked over to her. she absolutely towered over you. she had to be 6'7 at least. you didnt even know women could get that tall ....

without thinking, you stand alarmingly close to her, taking her by surprise, and start speaking without thinking.

"oh my god....you are the most beautiful woman i have ever seen. everything about you is just so....handsome. your blond hair. your gorgeous grey eyes. even the way you're looking down at me. who on earth even are you!???" you look up at her with a sparkle in your eye that almost made the tall blond lose her composure, but she recovered.

She had never been complimented like this before. her whole life she had been told that she was a misfit and she was too 'masculine' to fit in. god....you really caught her off guard.

she tried to hide it however, her pride was too important.

"I....who i am is none of your business, soldier. i would advise you return to...."

she was cut off however by you moving your body closer you hers, your breasts pushing up against her chest, causing her cheeks to become a deep red.

"oh please pretty lady, no reason to be so harsh with pretty old me. i just wanted to tell you how beautiful you were".

"Well i um...*cough*" the tall woman looked away embarrassed.

hange entered the room and spoke up.

"come on yelena, you should give her more of a chance. this is y-n. one of our strongest and bravest soldiers. plus, she's cute as a button. practically all the boys in the servey corps have developed a crush on her one time or the other" hange chuckled as they entered the room.

"....hey, i havent" eren pouted in the corner, too embarrassed to be taken seriously.

"haha fucking loser" zeke said, mocking his little brother eren.

"hey! shut your trap Zeke" eren growled.

"hey back me up levi. tell yelena how good of a soldier y-n is" hange whined

"well...ive never seen anyone kick ass quite like her. even mikasa hesitated on the field, but y-n just shoved her blades right up their smelly asses"

"she did what..." yelena interrupted.

"pretty pleaseeeeee yelena darling. ive never liked any of these nobodies (eren: hey!) but you're special. please if you take my hand in yours i swear to love you until my last breath".

yelena looked away and pouted before swinging you up over her shoulder and walking out the room with you.

"we will be back later. and dont u dare disturb us."

*blush* *blush*

💕🌺💕🌺💕🌺💕🌺💕🌺

authors note:

im so sorry xDDDDD

#yelena #yelena aot #yelena x reader #yelena x femreader #yelena fanfic #yelena attack on titan

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dangermousie · 2 years

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All the interesting cdramas rumored to come out before the end of the year

I have seen all these rumored. This being c-ent, they can all air or none, but I hope at least some of them make it.

Back from the Brink - rumored for Q4 for this year. I loved every adaptation of this author’s novels and the plot sounds amazing. Plus, very fond of Zhou Ye, so pls.

Chong Zi - Journey of Flower for the new decade. Jeremy Tsui is hot, I adore Yang Chaoye however unpopular that opinion is, and the angsty shizunfucker set up is up my alley. It’s got its license but most of the rumors I’ve seen say early next year so probably not this year alas.

Da Ming Under the Microscope - got its license, rumored for 2022, all hail the one interesting non-romance costume drama on this list!

Divine Destiny - Angelababy plays a stone. Yes, yes, I can make the same jokes. The trailer is kinda cheesy and cheap-looking but I have an unaccountable fondness for both Baby and her leading man Ma Tianyu, who should be more popular than he is, so here is hoping.

Forbidden Love - all sorts of rumors are saying beginning of November, they got their license and have been releasing some promos, so I think this has a decent chance. It would also make sense to release it ASAP to take advantage of Dylan’s newfound red hot status but I am not a studio boss so what do I know?

Legend of Anle - got its license, released a trailer and is rumored for end of year. I’d say decent chance, but then some dramas have that same trifecta of things and we are still waiting for them so...but please?

The Longest Promise - bwahahaha Xiao Zhan dramas always take an eternity to air. It was rumored to be a summer drama and now we are in October and it still doesn’t have a license. I wouldn’t hold my breath. Also, I am amused how it and Chong Zi are both story AND poster twins.

Love When the Stars Fall - I still remember when it was listed as one of the summer dramas so I am vvvvvv. skeptical especially if rumors of them wanting a TV license is true. Trailer is so so but I am very fond of Chen Xing Xu who deserves better dramas.

New Life Begins - got its license, released a trailer blah blah has all the hallmarks of being released soon, too bad I hated the trailer so. Also, what is the chicken fixation?

Romance of a Twin Flower - I’ve seen that rumor and I wish I hadn’t because everything I’ve seen of this drama makes it a pastel abomination turning my favorite non-danmei - smart and dark and very much adult - web novel into a cheap, dumb piece of trash. I am much more interested in the other DYX drama - Love You Seven Times - but no rumors for that.

Song of the Moon - I still remember when it was rumored for January 2022. Now it’s being rumored again, though this time it definitely has a license. We shall see.

Till the End of the Moon - just got its license, rumored for December. PLEASEEEEEE! It’s my most anticipated on this list.

Warm on a Cold Night - that poster and the plot both give me hives and LYT alternates between awesome dramas and terrible ones - but here is hoping. It just got its license.

ETA: I take it back about that poster. After pulling a poster after poster of identical couple poses, this looks downright refreshing.

BONUS AKA DRAMAS I AM NOT INTERESTED IN

She and Her Perfect Husband and Lighter and Princess are both rumored for October 28. The former looks like brain dead fluff and the latter the same with added bonus of leading lady still only possessing one emotion on her face - like smelling something rotten - same as in Fall in Love.

I’ve also seen rumors of Bright Future, but much as I like Hu Ge, I don’t do communist propaganda, having imbibed enough of it during my childhood to last a lifetime.

#cdrama

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originsradio · 17 hours

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I heart nonbinary people

Ranboolive give me a chance please please p

JUST ONE CHANCE PLEASEEEEEE GODDDDD PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE

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the-pale-goddess · 4 months

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Hii, so I came across your recent fic and OMGGG your writing is soo beautiful I gotta ask, is there something in particular that inspires it? like certain books that shaped your style?

OMG PLEASEEEEEE, this is hands down one of the most wonderful compliments I could ever receive! There are no words to properly convey the extent of joy your ask has brought, so allow me to turn into a puddle of tears and gratitude 🥹❤️ Thank you for giving my writing a chance!

Apologies for the tiny essay below ksbksbskbs

To be completely honest, my number one rule is not to seek inspiration in published works or specific authors 😅 Whenever I was inspired by someone, I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that I was shamelessly copying bits of their work (even though I wasn’t)...It was detrimental to my sense of self and, inevitably, the project. The line between inspiration and imitation is extremely thin, and the anxious Virgo in me would never let me dance on its verge ksbskbsksn I pursue the kind of writing that has my signature on it, and to achieve that I had to find my own voice and the means to write free of the constraints imposed by the ever-present mainstream preferences.

I would say that poetry and music had the biggest impact on developing my writing style. I’m a poetry kid; I used to write the most heart-wrenching poems in my native language at 11 (tbh they’re better than anything I have ever produced as an adult lol), so the massive need to turn everything into a metaphor is probably rooted deep in my brain 😅 I love toying with symbolism, I love gorgeous vocabulary, I love playing with words to evoke the desired imagery, I love focusing on my characters’ inner musings and making a vivid painting out of their thoughts. I just love, LOVE the process! I draw inspiration from songs, language, certain phrases, sounds, memories, emotions, images, life in all its bittersweet glory.

My writing style has changed so much since the beginning of my fanfic journey, I cringe every single time I revisit those bland, old pieces, constantly fighting the urge to erase them from planet Internet permanently ksnksnslnd But in the end they’re testament to my evolution as a writer, and—what’s particularly important—brought a smile to many faces back in the day.

Can’t thank you enough for stopping by and showering me with kindness, it truly means everything ❤️ I’m rather self-conscious about my flowery writing style because, well, it’s not really popular in the fandom and I have seen some pretty vocal aversion to it (not to my writing specifically or someone else’s for that matter, just in general). From my observation, most fanfic readers don’t look for this type of descriptive word vomit, so it may be difficult to find an audience at times, especially in a fandom running on fumes. But your wonderful comment proves that all the hard work isn’t in vain!

Sending you loads of love, dear Anon 🫶🏻

#y'all are so precious 🫶🏻

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help pls i’ve liked this guy for like 3 years (i know it’s a long ass time STOP) but we’ve literally only spoken to each other like 4 times in person (they were good conversations don’t get me wrong, like we did talk it wasn’t just small talk- cos we have a lot of mutual friends and stuff so it was easy to start conversation) anyways so yeah like i saw him a few times cos we were invited to the same parties but i haven’t seen him in soo long like it’s almost been a year cos there are less parties now and chances to see eachother since we graduated from school in 2022 (i’m from aus so now we’re both at uni, but here it’s kinda like school so u just go to ur classes and then go home so we’re not in different states or anything)

ANYWAYS i don’t talk to him on snap or anything but i wished him a happy birthday which was in october and he said thankyou (name) with a heart he wants me!! yasss

but i have no idea if he’s in a talking stage or has a gf or anything but he hasn’t ever posted a girl on insta so i assume no?? 😭 like he does post lots of stuff with him and all his guy friends but in terms of girls there’s nothing there AND i even checked if any girls have commented on his posts, we’re in the clear

ok that’s basically it but i want himm bro idk what to do cos u won’t ever catch me making the first move like i literally even tried to manifest him but like as if he’s just gonna message me out of the blue 😭 my delusional assss

anyways that’s it he’s so cute do u have any advice

also iloveu💓

GIRL STOP TALK TO HIM WHAT ARE U DOINGGGGGGG.

WE’RE LIVING ON A FLOATING ROCK IN SPACE AND WE ONLY HAVE LIKE 70 YEARS HERE MESSAGE HIM

If you think he isn’t talking to anybody you have to hit him up like Bruh pleaseeeeee do not let the fear of reaching out first get in the way like u only have one life i cannot stress this enough im sure he’d like hearing from you especially if you’ve had great conversations in the past

i love u more but ur gonna give me a heart attack if u don’t contact him

#🥭#SHOOT THAT FUCKING SHOT

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YIPPIE HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALONZO MY FAVOURITE CHILD AND ALSO MY ONLY HAPPINESS IN LIFE HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUUU !!!!!!

and regarding my thoughts on Alonzo as of now, i have a feeling that they may play a much larger role in the future than we think, by looking at our circumstances i have a vague theory that they too are walking towards a similar goal to that of MC, maybe not saving the city but perhaps cleaning it of its pests? or maybe they're aiming for something much higher than we can even think of as of right now, BUTTTTT WHATEVER it dosnet matter because they do seem like someone we can trust even though they're so cold with us 😅 but this shall not deter me from romancing them because who dosen't want the perfect enemies to lovers trope plus they give me the vibes of an unwilling mother of the group who just happened to be at the wrong and at the wrong time and now have to deal with an asshole (or two) who have the energy of a handful of nasty goblins, in a nutshell they give me big mommy of the two vibes and it's just my gut tell me that but whatever 😃

as for the theory thing, it's just a casual theory but i believe that MC was somehow involved in either possibly running their normal life (maybe they got tangled with one of their family members who was into some shady business) or indirectly caused them great pain which our little MC isnt aware of (or has forgotten) and maybe that's why both Alex and Vincent are so concerned about them. maybe the event was too traumatic in itself even though they no (or a little) hand in it which drove them down the alley of self loathing , OR JUST MAYBEEEE it wasn't MC's fault at all and they were just at the wrong place at the wrong time and spotting them Alzono just automatically had a misunderstanding and blamed them for the whole shit, whatever the reason is Alonzo hates our guts but i shall not be deterred! come at me you ice cold bastard!!

p.s. may i hug them once??? PRETTY PLEASEEEEEE I SWEAR IM SO SHORT I WON'T EVEN REACH THEIR SHOULDERS (plus i hope they won't kill me :P) , btw , a couple of questions regarding them (its strictly for research i tell you!)

1. what's their height?

2. their favorite colour?

3. favorite flower? and does it have some sort of symbolism behind it?

4. favorite animal? do they have a pet or intend on doing so?

5. what's their comfort food? or maybe their guilty pleasure?

6. do they like celebrating their birthdays?

7. do they perhaps have a family member or sibling? (i would gladly have them as my uncle!)

8. are they a red flag or na? :)

p.p.s by the time i learn how to draw properly you're all screwed :D *secretly holds an Alonzo and Wesley plushie closely*

AND FINALLY I JUST WANTED TO THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN FOR MAKING SUCH AN AWESOME IF AND WONDERFUL CHARACTERS WITH SO MUCH DIVERSITY I HOPE YOU HAVE AN AWESOME DAY AHEAD !!!!! ❤🎉

here's some apple pies that i baked virtually 🍰🍰🍰 as a thank you :D

and oof the ask got lengthy, AGAIN 👁👄👁

unwilling mother of the group who just happened to be at the wrong and at the wrong time

This is so funny to me help 😭 Quite accurate, though. Alonzo has that vibe, indeed.

These are interesting thoughts btw! I love those theories as well. There are actually quite a few hints in the game now with regards to Alonzo's reasons for hating the MC, though I suppose they're not easy to find as of the moment. When they get revealed, however, I suspect tears will be shed (more than the flashback and reunion scenes with Wesley combined). It's just that bad tbh.

And yes, you'll get the chance to hug them :'))))

For your questions--

1. what's their height?

Okay so, I'm gonna shamelessly admit that I forgot the specifics 💦I can tell you they're tall, but I literally answered an ask about this once and now I can't find it lmao so... let's leave it at that for now.

2. their favorite colour?

Hmm... black. Yeah, I think that's what they like the most.

3. favorite flower? and does it have some sort of symbolism behind it?

Ah, man :'))) Their favorite flower would probably the Sampaguita. Mostly because it reminds them of their early childhood. The flower also symbolizes hope and humility, concepts that Alonzo treasures a lot.

4. favorite animal? do they have a pet or intend on doing so?

They like bird-watching, if that counts? Alonzo doesn't have a pet, but they used to take care of stray cats when they were a kid. Sometimes they still do.

5. what's their comfort food? or maybe their guilty pleasure?

Alonzo loves spicy foods!!! (some of their faves are laing, sinantolan, and shrimp bicol express)

6. do they like celebrating their birthdays?

Their birthday is actually a very, very sensitive topic to them jdkasjdkajka It brings back a lot of bad memories, but at the same time, some of the memories also comfort them? It's a bit complicated.

7. do they perhaps have a family member or sibling? (i would gladly have them as my uncle!)

You'll meet their mother in Book 2 :)))))))) that's all I can say

8. are they a red flag or na? :)

I've mentioned it here, but especially in Alonzo's case, I honestly think the MC's the one that should be considered a red flag if we're labeling people lmao. Alonzo also has a very caring side to them, so I'd never classify them as one tbh. But idk. It's very subjective, and I feel like it's your prerogative whether to view them as such or not.

Thank you! I'll never get tired of answering long asks haha

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