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"I consider myself a normal person. As a rider, on the track, I am a bastard."
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARC MÁRQUEZ (17 FEBRUARY 1993)
#motogpedit#motogp#marcmarquezedit#marc marquez#emma.gif#tuserfranzi#was hoping to get this done earlier but we made it#happy birthday to my favorite most insane person#i love youuuu
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another Y/n Verstappen x Lando smau
madmax.jpg Gelukkige Verjaardag, Y/n 🎉 geniet van uw speciale dag! We've had our ups and downs but I'm overall happy that you're my little sister
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y/n_verstappen Thanks for always being there for me even when I drive you crazy 😌🩷
username1 Lando influenced Max to make a jpg account, I'm dead 😭
landonorris she's so lucky to have you as her brother
↳y/n_verstappen Excuse me?? Are you dating me or my brother?? What's up with the ass licking??
landonorris well you're a bit of a pain in the ass aren't you? max had to deal with you since you were born
y/n_verstappen If I'm such a pain in the ass how about I leave your ass alone
landonorris hey, he didn't have a choice, I chose my pain in the ass
y/n_verstappen You're on thin ice, Norris
username2 guys, mother and father are fighting on mother's birthday 😭
username1 Nahhh, no worries, that's just how they are
y/n_verstappen True, we might be a little mean to each other but we're very much in love
landonorris I totally didn't force her to say this
lewishamilton Happy birthday to Y/n! 🎂
↳username3 Oh to have Lewis Hamilton wish me a happy birthday 😩 one can dream
↳y/n_verstappen Thank you Lulu!💜
username3 AND she's calling THE Lewis Hamilton Lulu😭
username4 Probably got that from Lando 😂
danielricciardo Time flies, huh?
↳y/n_verstappen It does 😭 Max and I went from me driving him insane to me watching him driving around in circles
danielricciardo I'm sure you still drive Max insane from time to time even these days😂
madmax.jpg That's absolutely correct
username5 Max having flashbacks of the day he found out his lil sis is dating Lando lmao
y/n_verstappen At least now he got used to that idea😭
carlossainz55 Sending all the good vibes to Y/n, have a blast celebrating! 🥳🥂🎈
↳y/n_verstappen Thanks, Carlito!! 🫶
carlossainz55 I still remember how back in the days Lando would complain to me about that huge crush he had on you
y/n_verstappen Ahhh, it was just a few years ago and yet so much has happened
landonorris and I still do have a crush on her wtf
y/n_verstappen That's literally so obvious ❤️
carlossainz55 I didn't say you don't anymore, I was just saying it took you a few years to fianlly take some action
landonorris And look where it got me, it was worth the wait
francisca.cgomes Wishing you the happiest birthday Y/n! You were so adorable as a kid 🫶
↳y/n_verstappen Am I not adorable anymore? ☹️
francisca.cgomes You are! Just in a different way! You're a grown woman now
charles_leclerc Happy birthday to my favorite Verstappen
↳username6 HE DID NOT
username7 HE DID...
↳y/n_verstappen And all this time I thought Max was your favorite
charles_leclerc His constant victories killed it a bit for me
madmax.jpg You're just salty you can't keep up
charles_leclerc Sorry? I got P2 last race, each time I'm closer to beating you
madmax.jpg Keep dreaming, mr 20secs behind
lando.jpg Happy birthday to the most amazing person in my life ❤️ you deserve all the happiness in the world, I'm so lucky to have you by my side. Cheers to you, my love ❤️🥂
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maxfewtrell She's the most amazing person in your life now? 🙄
↳lando.jpg you're on the 2nd place let's say
↳y/n_verstappen Sorry not sorry <3
maxfewtrell Happy birthday by the way! Sending my best wishes
y/n_verstappen Thanks a lot 🫶
username1 THE 5TH PIC
oscarpiastri Never expected to see Lando so in love
↳y/n_verstappen Honestly I don't think he expected that himself
oscarpiastri Happy birthday, thank you for taking care of Lando!
landonorris taking care of me?
oscarpiastri Yeah! You're so different now. I guess you're finally an adult. Which now is kind of weird that I'm saying this on Y/n's bday but whatever
username1 Awwwwhhhh mr I don't wanna mature I'm happy where I am has finally matured!
y/n_verstappen All I'm doing is trying to keep him from getting too silly, but thanks for the credit!
username2 I don't know if I wanna be her or wanna be WITH her
y/n_verstappen Petition for Max to let you win this weekend since it's MY BIRTHDAY @/maxverstappen1
↳maxverstappen1 The day Lando wins I'm allowing you to get married
y/n_verstappen Pls just let him win this once
maxverstappen1 If he were fast enough he would've won
lando.jpg that's how you speak about your brother in law?
maxverstappen1 And I'd do it again
username3 I'm crying why are both Y/n and Max so aggressive
username4 That's just the Verstappen genes 🤷♀️
username5 Don't tell me Max saw pics nr 4, 5 and 6 and didn't say anything
↳y/n_verstappen He chose to ignore them 😌 better for him I guess
riabish You make such a great couple 😭
↳y/n_verstappen I know right 😭
riabish Anyway girls night when?
y/n_verstappen As soon as possible I guess?!?!
username6 Y/n is precious and needs to be protected at all cost
username7 I've never seen a man as in love with their gf as Lando is with Y/n
username8 She's so goofy I love her
username9 The best wag tbh, the rest is just stuck up bitches
↳y/n_verstappen EXCUSE ME?? They're all amazing women, if you hate on them don't call yourself my fan
username10 I saw Max's post and I waited for Lando to post, I am not disappointed 😂
georgerussell63 You're so in love mate
↳lando.jpg obviously, why wouldn't I be!
alex_albon You guys are a perfect couple
↳y/n_verstappen Noooo I love the vibe you and Lily have!! You're each other's wags
alex_albon I guess if you put it this way 😂
y/n_verstappen Both of my boys on the podium today!
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charles_leclerc And this time Lando didn't break Max's thropy 😂👏
↳carlossainz55 That would be too risky now that he's dating his sister 😂
landonorris You promised Max would let me win ☹️
↳y/n_verstappen I did not! You saw I had a talk with him but it didn't work out
francisca.cgomes Is that what you used your birthday wish for?
↳y/n_verstappen It just might be 🤭
username1 Should've used it for a Lando win 😭
y/n_verstappen I guess nothing can stop Max 🤷♀️
username2 I love seeing them both getting along 🥺
username3 Let's go Lando Lando it's okay
↳username4 Let's go Lando he is here to stay
username5 Let's go Lando he is one of us
y/n_verstappen He's racing like a lion shouldn't he be Dutch
username3 OMG Y/N FINISHING THE LYRICS
y/n_verstappen GIRL I love this song 😭 AND THE PODIUM SONG
username6 So happy to know Max isn't angry anymore 😭
↳y/n_verstappen He's... Dealing with it. We're still not allowed too much PDA around him
username7 The way people chanted Lando when the Dutch national anthem was playing lmao
↳username8 Am I delusional or was Max also mouthing the chant?
username7 HE WAS!! And Y/n in the crowd too!!
username8 Damn even the Verstappens are bored of their own anthem
username9 Y/n you looked stunning in the paddock this weekend!
↳y/n_verstappen Thank you I'm gonna blush 🤭
username10 So when are you getting married?
↳username2 Max said when Lando wins, a podium is not a win 😭
username10 That's a never I guess 😂 or at least not for as long as Max is in F1
username11 Y/n is a fangirl just like us
↳username12 Hard to not be when your brother and your boyfriend are both F1 drivers
username13 I wonder if Lando has ever talked to Jos?
↳username14 I don't think even Y/n is on speaking terms with Jos? She seems to avoid him
username5 Yeah, I've heard Jos tried to fix the relationship with his daughter but Y/n doesn't want it
username14 Queen behavior tbh
username12 Not really queen behavior. If not Jos, Max wouldn't win a single championship
username14 I'm sure abusing helped build up his career
username12 What abusing? Jos is a strict father, not a psycho
username14 "My father once stabbed a mechanic's hand with a fork 😁" and don't even get me started on Jos leaving Max alone at a gas station
alex_albon Look at the 5th photo!
↳charles_leclerc They're so cute together aren't they?
landonorris I think you meant the 4th?
alex_albon Nope 😊 pretty sure I meant the 5th
y/n_verstappen Lando and Max together are precious 🫶
username15 now... do we call them Maxando or Lax?
↳y/n_verstappen I vote for Maxando🖐️
landonorris yeah lol Lax sounds like short for laxative
y/n_verstappen I don't know about you, but I'm feeling twenty two
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francisca.cgomes Seems like a perfect night to make fun of our exes 🥂
↳username1 Uhhhh Kika? Are you and Pierre alright?
username2 They are lol that's just the lyrics
yourfriend1 Beach birthday party ☑ one thing less on the bucket list
username3 I need to know if any drivers where there
↳username1 Seems like a girly gathering from the photos
username3 Girly gathering is such a fun term, I'm gonna steal it
↳y/n_verstappen Just a few of them 👀
username3 LIKE WHO??
username4 I bet Lando
username3 Probably I guess? But that's one and she said a few
username4 I guess she won't tell us 😭
landonorris gorgeous as always ❤️
↳y/n_verstappen I love you ❤️🔥
landonorris love you more baby
y/n_verstappen Not possible, I already love you the most
maxfewtrell That's so cringe
alex_albon @/carlossainz55 what have you done 😩
carlossainz55 I'm proud of what I've done, I think their cringe is adorable
username3 So it was Carlos who played matchmaker between Y/n and Lando!
yourfriend1 I'll never thank Carlos enough, Y/n is so happy with Lando 😭
username2 I guess all we can do is be happy for them, even if they're cringy sometimes
username5 Oh look, Jos claimed to be trying to fix his family issues and yet he never wished Y/n a happy birthday, I didn't see him comment anywhere
↳username2 Are we surprised tho? Disappointed maybe, but surprised? Nope
↳y/n_verstappen Hey, the daddy issues made me a cool person. And also made Max a 3 times world champion which is also nice, but I guess I was more lucky here
username2 I LOVE YOU GIRL 😭🫶
maxverstappen1 Soon 4 times
y/n_verstappen You know even you're bored of it
maxverstappen1 Papa didn't raise no bitch
y/n_verstappen I know that, Max, I know...
y/n_verstappen I'm in love with this man🗣️it was my birthday recently, so pls win a race for me
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landonorris you know that does not depend on me🙄
↳maxverstappen1 That's not a world champion mindset🙄
y/n_verstappen Shut up for once and let him win!!!
maxverstappen1 If he wants to win he has to fight for it!!!
y/n_verstappen He's trying!!!
maxverstappen1 Apparently not hard enough
username1 Imagine being such a bad driver your gf has to beg her brother to let you win
username2 What? It's all jokes, you gotta be stupid to think they're being for real in these comments
oscarpiastri Lando should start wearing orange bows more often
↳y/n_verstappen I know right?! He looks so babygirl
landonorris can you not? that's enough that I let you post that last picture
oscarpiastri Calm down mate, the anger takes away your beauty 🥺
username3 Why's everyone making fun of Lando here?😭
carlossainz55 Didn't know you're such a talented photographer 📸
↳landonorris I could've taught her a thing or two😌
y/n_verstappen Wow, you were so quick to comment huh
landonorris just in case if you forgot to mention this
y/n_verstappen Carlos commented a minute ago?!?!
landonorris you had whole 60 seconds to say it and you didn't! someone had to
username2 Lando is such a baby 😭
y/n_verstappen Maybe. But MY baby.
username4 Do I want a gf like Y/n or a bf like Lando?
↳username5 I want both and I would take them both if I ever got a chance
username6 Hey so I need to know if Lando's dutch has improved since he's been dating Y/n?
↳y/n_verstappen He thinks he made soooo much progress, but that's a lie
landonorris Ik heet Lando :) ik hou van Y/n <3
y/n_verstappen Good! That's literally the basics!
username6 Isn't that really all he needs to know?🥰
y/n_verstappen Let's say it's alright for now 😌
charles_leclerc You teaching dutch to Lando reminds me of Arthur and I teaching you french😂
↳y/n_verstappen Except I'm a quicker learner
landonorris and somehow I've never heard you speak french 🤔
charles_leclerc She's traumatized ☹️
y/n_verstappen Yes I am ☹️ learning french in school was a nightmare and the Leclercs made me experience it again, it was lovely
charles_leclerc You're welcome 😊
landonorris now I understand it all, she's projecting her trauma onto me now
maxverstappen1 She's an evil woman isn't she?
landonorris the most evil, definitely
username7 HELP ME GUYS I've imagined Y/n teaching Lando dutch with the same passion Jos pushed Max into driving 😭 it's way too funny in my head
↳username6 Great! In a few years Lando should be fluent then! 😂
↳username8 Y/n is her father's daughter after all 💀
username9 Guys, remember the time Max corrected a french guy to "bonsoir" when he said bonjour? 😭
↳username6 bonsoir ☝️🤓
↳y/n_verstappen As he should! Sometimes you gotta correct even the native speakers
maxverstappen1 At least I can speak french
y/n_verstappen Me too!! Een beetje
landonorris wow it must be een very tiny beetje
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WHEN THE HEAT WAVE COMES
✦ LEE JIHOON/WOOZI - f!reader
✦ genre: Friends to lovers, Smut (minors don't interact)
✦ word count: 7.635
Also a big thank you to nia and eclavayne for giving this a look and soothing my insecurities about how Woozi was written in this.
Jihoon is a guy who likes to have answers.
Someone asked him about music? Sure thing. On line 3 the rhyme is off. At bar 1.45 the beat needs to be more pronounced. Maybe in this song particularly, the music engineer can raise a bit of the vocal. Here at this moment you can change your tone and deliver the line faster.
Someone asked him about lifting weights? Of course, you just need to plant your feet more. You need to engage this muscle, not this one like you are doing. You count to three and lift one more time till the point of giving up.
Someone asked him about life plans, and he had the answers. Someone asked him about finances and he had the answer - maybe because Mingyu gave him the number of the company for future investments, but still he knew! And even when the fields he was lacking, like communication and feelings he did his best, he used his others skills to make it through, like writing a song to his members when he didn't know how to say the right words.
But if someone asked him how he ended up in this situation, he wouldn't know really.
He knew how you two met - Minghao shocked everyone when he showed up with you to a Sunday lunch on Cheol's new apartment and everyone was silent and the first thing who actually interacted with you was Kkuma.
He knew the moment when you two first hang out alone - after a few weeks of Minghao totally denying you were his girlfriend and saying you actually could cry because that one exposition at that one museum was closing up and Minghao was too sick to go with you, so Jihoon just got dressed and said he could go with you, which he knew it would make Minghao think about it, or even act a little bit surprised due to Woozi's habits of actively not going out of the house or his studio.
He knew the first time he saw you cry - the very same day, looking at a painting, Woozi didn't quite understand it, it was beautiful - sure, but it didn't quite make him feel like weeping. He knew a lot of other things. Your favorite food? He had the answer to that - lemon pie, which made Woozi think that you were kinda of psycho.
Your favorite time of the year? Summer oh how you loved summer and the hot sun - which again, kinda crazy if you asked him about it. What did you dread the most? Birthdays, not everyone's but yours, so when it hit up midnight and everyone sent you a happy birthday message and you didn’t reply it was okay, you could be sleeping. But when it hit 10 am and you showed no trace of life Woozi felt like he was going throw up, but he kept to himself, when it hit 2 o'clock in the afternoon and everyone was worried he felt a relief at least he was not going crazy alone.
When it was six pm and Woozi was already packing his things up because he was just passing around his studio and mind resolute that he should go to the police he was actually aware that something in his mind didn't feel quite right. But then you showed up in his company hall with tear-stained face saying that you actually left your phone at home and didn't have how to hit him up and the security guy didn't let you in, he felt like he was actually going insane. So he just took you home, to your home, because you said you didn't want to be with anybody else but you said he could give Minghao a heads up because the boy was also worried. "Why?" you had asked "You guys are silly." you said with a little laugh that made Woozi's head spin full force, silly? He was worried crazy, almost filling a missing person report that he may googled about how he needed to wait 48 hours to do it and you called him silly?
So after that, he knew something was wrong with him.
But if someone asked when his feelings changed, he wouldn't know the answer. If someone asked him why he didn't do something about it he wouldn't know the answer - and oh god how mingyu pressed him on that, and weirdly enough minghao too.
He told himself he was better off being your friend, the idol life being crazy enough - often, you two had late-night talks, and every time you said how the idol life was not something you would enjoy. Actually, you’d said you would probably drive you clinically crazy.
But lately, he was feeling like a damn high schooler, hormone-driven boy with a crush. Which made he feel completely pathetic. But he guess he could blame the summer. Or he could blame himself, he knew it was a bad idea getting out of the house on a Sunday afternoon, but what you asked that he didn't do?
So here he was, laying on your couch, watching the new episode of God knows what because he is really much not watching because your legs are spread out on the floor while you are painting something - really Woozi wouldn't even know what that was if you were dressed head to toe. But nope, you were wearing the tiniest jeans short paired with the silliest little blouse. And god, he did hate the summer, he hated how the hot time made his skin feel, and he hated how just going out was even more of a hassle when his clothes were clinging to him, but if someone asked right now he had a different answer, right now he loved the summer.
Fuck, he loved how your skin was out all the time or how you put your hair up more and your neck was always out for his view.
"Literally Mackenzie is crazy." You said getting his attention. Oh right, it was the newsroom you have been binge-watching.
"hmm." He hummed.
"jihoon." You scolded him. "I told you I could rewatch the first eps with you, now you are just not paying attention because you have the excuse of not understanding the plotline."
"it's okay." He said, spreading his body on the sofa and hearing his back crack. And there you were eyes big and glued to him. "What?"
"Nothing." You said but Jihoon knew it was not nothing, not when you didn't blink your eyes and just stared at him like something was clearly not right.
"Just tell me." Woozi said getting up.
"I just-" You start and storm off, making Jihoon follow you around your apartment until you find your phone.
"What is happening?" He asked, getting a little frustrated of your lack of answer.
"I'm on my fertile period." You answer and Jihoon can actually feels his head spin.
"Your what?"
"My fertile period, you know, horny jail time of the month." You say giving up and laying on your bed.
"I know what a fertile period is." Jihoon answered, he may be feeling like a high schooler, but he isn't actually one. He deep breaths trying to regain his consciousness because everything is just so weird right now he can't quite grasp everything that is happening when your boobs almost pour out of the shirt and he is thinking about how pretty they are and how soft they look and how he wants to grab at it, leaving his palm imprint on them or maybe kiss them until he has marked every tiny part of it - "I just don't know why you are bringing it up."
"You-" You don't quite finish, hiding behind your hands, and Woozi thinks everything is out of place, he has a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach - yeah he was having an internal fight with his dick because since he arrived he was almost spotting a semi hard on, thank gods he chose jeans today, but something was out of place and he can't quite pinpoint it.
"I?" He sits on the bed by your side, hands automatically going to your knee.
"You got bigger." You say voice small and Jihoon has to bend his body a little bit to hear it.
"Yeah, I'm lifting a few more pounds. I told you my pt is kicking my ass." And is not a question, but it sounds like one because for the first time, Woozi doesn't understand you. And that is weird because your friendship was built on the fact that you were one of the few person that Woozi actually felt it was easy to be around.
"You are almost rippin' your shirt." Your answer and Jihoon looked at himself, sure it is a thight shirt, he had it for a few years, he thought. His face tho must still be the same because when he looks at you, mind still looking for the last piece of the puzzle you answer. "You’re hot, okay?" You say abruptly, turning on the bed and hiding your face on a pillow.
"What is going on?" Jihoon says, which he regrets because it was not a question to you. It was a question to himself, but apparently, when your ass in your tiny short was in his point of view, he lost his mind-mouth filter.
"what is going on?" You retort. Changing your position again and looking at the ceiling. "what is going on is that I haven't gotten laid in like four months and I'm just going crazy enough that when my hot guy friend is over on my sofa my mind just goes straight to the gutter, in like five seconds I thought about kissing you, sucking you off, riding you, and I may be going crazy and straight to hell because your long hair makes me think about me sitting on your face 24/7." You saying without taking a breath. "that's jihoon is what is going on, really." You let out a small scream.
"What?" Jihoon answers because is the only thing he can think really, if before he was looking for only one piece of the puzzle now it seems like someone just tossed the whole picture of the table and he has to pick everything up.
"I'm not going to repeat myself, confessing that I kinda of have a crush on you is embarrassing enough"
"What?" Jihoon almost shouts and his brain feels like it is on fire short circuiting, and he is not ok, he doesn't feel okay, he feels like he is having an out-of-body experience.
"I know you don't feel the same way, don't worry." You say covering your face with your arms crossed like you can't even look at him, voice small that he can barely hear you. "mingyu and minghao told me that every time they bring me up, you go into your 'are you crazy mode'. I just-" You sit up on the bed and look at Jihoon. "I don't really expect anything from you, like..." you breathe loudly. "I just have been thinking, you know? Like I know you are my friend and that right now I may be ruining everything and making you uncomfortable, and maybe you never want to hang out with me after this shit show, but -" You pause again. "I just, I really need to be honest about my feelings, with myself, and with you, and I understand that you don't like me the same way I know that is just that -"
And you get almost whiplash when your rant is cut short because Jihoon's lips are against yours and his hand is holding your head almost as softly as his lips and the feeling of being treasured almost breaks your heart in tiny little pieces. And Jihoon feels like he lost his damn mind, he doesn't quite know if he is on cloud nine or paradise if he needs to shout in the window so everyone can hear how happy he is, or if he needs to just get up and buy you a ring and ask you hands in marriage before you change your mind. But he just kisses you, because it was easier, it was the less weird option, and because kissing you has living in the back of his mind for quite some time.
"what?" It was your time to ask.
"It doesn't make sense," Jihoon says, tugging his hair behind his ear, making you wish you were the one doing that silly little act. Again, he feels like he is so dedicated to his life in every aspect of it, and somehow all the pieces and all the answers just fall short, making him feel tongue-tied.
"What doesn't make sense?" and you are so out of your mind because of the kiss that you don't feel strong enough to act offended that he is answering your feelings like that.
"that you have a crush on me." Jihoon almost laughs because if he was being honest, his answer would be that everything doesn't make sense. The hottest girl he ever met just said that she thinks about sitting on his face that doesn't make sense - check. You also said something about riding him, which makes him almost drop dead just remembering that words actually left your mouth, that too doesn't make sense to him - check.
"yeah, no shit jihoon is not that I have the ability to choose whom I fall in love with." Oh fuck, now things are just pilling up at his list and he feels like he is having a stroke or something, he can actually feel his blood on his head.
"love?" he asks
"oh shit." You say, big eyes, surprised face, rose-colored checks.
"love?" Jihoon laughs, and oh god, how you love that sound. You were pathetic, really.
"Yeah, but like I said I'm not saying it twice." And fuck, Jihoon actually looks at you. Hands on your lap, face down, and Jihoon thinks that is not always that you behave like you are ashamed. And something in Jihoon's mind clicks loudly. Maybe that is hard for you, so fucking hard, and Jihoon is just so shocked that he didn't actually thought about it. So he picks himself and put his mind into place.
"Do you remember that time when you just vanished out of the face of the earth on your birthday?" Jihoon asks, taking you out of a mental loop of being ashamed because you just confessed your feelings to your friend. You breathe deeply, remembering the exact day and how Woozi lay in this same bed with you, arms around you and stroking your hair so softly. You remember how his heartbeat soothed you and how he heard you every story of the book 'Why I hate my birthday updated version'.
"Yeah." You answered voice small, which makes Jihoon smile. "you said you were going to the police".
"yeah, I was." Jihoon takes one of your hands and grabs it, bringing it to his lap, making you change positions a bit and making you sit closer to him. "what I am trying to say is that-" he stops and gently caresses your hand. "I am not good at this fuck- what I am trying to say is that since that was the day that I knew that I was in love with you."
"what? That was ages ago." You ask almost like a whisper which makes Jihoon thinks is more a thought than an actual question.
"yeah I guess I feel first" He shrugs, and he probably feels harder, because god how he loved you. Know after saying that to you he kinda feels lighter, like a weight just fell off his back.
"that is crazy," You say, eyes traveling from your hand enveloping by his to Jihoon's face.
"I know." Jihoon gives you a faint smile, somehow he feels a little ashamed, a little guilty that he never really got the courage to tell you before.
"I mean we could be dating for like years now." You say again so faintly and scooting ever close to Jihoon. And you turn your body to him, one of your legs going behind him and he can actually feel your thigh pressed against his back, while the other one is almost on his lap.
"I know" He repeats because he doesn't have an answer and because you feel so close and you feel so hot against him, and if he goes to his highschooler-hormone-controlled mind he can actually look at your cleavage. And oh fuck, he is about to get hard.
"oh my God, we lost so many valentines day together." You say and Jihoon almost laughs because you look so damn cute with that pout on your lips.
"Yeah, we did," Jihoon says, feeling a little relieved that you both just go to the next page of your relationship together, feeling like you two are dating without even having to talk about it or ask you to be his girlfriend, but he makes a note on his head to actually take you on a date.
"And we could go totally together for that trip in Bali if we were dating back then I would make you go with me" You trail off like you always do, and even if Jihoon finds it so endearing he has other thoughts in mind and fuck Bali was not even on his top 10 right now.
"Baby?" jihoon says, catching your attention and making you feel whiplashed again. You could feel physically the pull in your neck. "Can I kiss you? We can totally make vacations plan and staycations plan, but I feel like if I don't kiss you right now, I might die." And oh fuck, seeing Jihoon ask so fucking prettily makes you almost go insane when you look at his pretty mouth, and his lips are chapped even though you gave him one of your lip balm but he never uses it.
But right now, you can't find the strength in yourself to complain to jihoon about how he doesn't take care of his lips. You throw yourself at him, arms going to his neck, fingers going through his hair.
Jihoon thinks that he has a lot of things to write down on his 'don't make sense list'; the way that your lips feel against his - so full and soft; the way that you let out a noise almost like a moan when his tongue enters your mouth; the way that your tongue feels against his or how he can feel your taste just with a kiss. A lot of things don't make sense. But Jihoon stops caring about them when he can feel you pressed against his, boobs pressed against his chest, his hand splayed on your thigh, his other arm going around your waist and trying to bring you closer to him.
"Let me just -" You trail off, making Jihoon chase you, but he gives up really quickly when he realizes he can actually kiss your neck. He gives you an open-mouthed kiss on your jaw, tongue grazing on your skin, and then he turns into your neck. "I just-" you start again but is cut off by Jihoon teeth against your skin. He doesn't bite you, but deep down, you think he could sink his teeth, and you wouldn't care, really. Not when your fingers are in his black hair, not when you change positions and put your leg around him, caging him between your thighs. Jihoon gets out of the crane of your neck and looks at you, lips pink traces of your lip balm, and already looking a little bit puff. His arms go around your waist, holding you against his body.
"Hi" You say, looking at him because of the position, fingers tucking his hair behind his ears, and your inside twist a bit, butterfly on your stomach dancing with the simple action.
"HI." Jihoon answers and gives your boob a peck, right at where your skin and the material of your blouse met. It was just right there, so close, right in his point of view and he couldn't get a hold of himself really, it was the first time that he could actually look at you without getting afraid of getting caught. "God-" He says, almost laughing. "Can I confess something?" Jihoon starts.
He kisses your shoulder, one of his hands leaving your back just so he can bring your blouse down. And Jihoon mind just go haywire really, in a way he feels so free that adds to the things that don't make sense.
The feeling of your body against him, the little hums you let out with every action that he does, how his fingers are gripping the flesh in your hips, the fact that your bobs are right there, or the feel of your thigh against his body just makes him go crazy.
"Like-" Jihoon says, rubbing his face on your cleavage. "Fuck-" He tries again, but the way that your boobs are around his checks, skin so soft, finally bringing down the rest of your sleeve and tracing with his fingertips your cleavage. "I don't want to sound weird, but -" He deposits a faint kiss on you "God how I love your boobs." He says without lips leaving your skin, breath hot against it.
"is not weird." You say. Hands, not leaving his hair, running fingers through it, tugging slightly just to see Jihoon looking at your face not moving. And it is not that weird because god how you feel good hearing it.
"Every time you use that flimsy little blouse I just can't think straight because Im trying my best to not to get fucking hard because of your boobs," He says and sucks the skin, admiring the red blob on your skin.
"Can I?" Jihoon asks tugging slightly at your other sleeve. And he feels anxious for the first time, seeing you like that; disheveled on his lap, shirt almost giving up and showing you bare to him. He can see your nipples poke the flimsy material.
"Yeah," you say, nodding your voice already sounding so gone that you can feel Jihoon's other hand on your hips tighten. Bringing you back to earth, grounding you and securing you in place.
"Fuck you are so beautiful," Jihoon says while he brings down your blouse so damn slowly. Jihoon watches your boobs come to view, and he just gives up on trying to be calm and collected. He splayed both hands on your back to hold you and the shirt scrambled up on your waist and just bring his head in the valley of your breast, breathing hot against your skin. "I jerked off so many times this past couple of days because of you," Jihoon says, and he can feel the blood on his cheeks. He gives your sternum a kiss. "you are always wearing those silly shirts and it's so obvious that you are not wearing a bra." He says, looking at you and feeling literally crazy. Somehow it didn't make sense to him there you were right there, on his lap, boobs out and securing you in place.
"last time I was over? That white shirt?" He looks at you and you almost melt, his voice sounds so deep, and the way he is talking to you makes you twist a little because somehow it just feels different. "it was almost see-through" he says running his fingertip on your skin, making your chest feel oh so thigh. "I could see through it without even trying, and I just wanted to lick you," he says finger dancing still but his touch felt so feather-like that you were certainly going crazy and feeling things. "it almost felt like you were making me lose my mind, making fun of me," he says head against your chest again, looking concentrated watching his own fingers.
"i-" You start swallowing nothing. "I really picked that shirt for you i-" And your brain goes haywire a little. One thing was to confess how you felt but it was an entirely other thing to confess how you were picking every outfit thinking of him trying to make him twitch and look at you the way you have been looking at him. Tell him the efforts you've been doing, the little skirts you brought because you knew he liked in other girls, or wearing the most inappropriate clothing possible just excusing yourself by saying it was in your stay-home-alone pile, even though you were the one asking woozi over and that meant you were very much not alone. "I knew you could see, I wore it for you" you say voice small feeling the urge to hide again.
"fuck-" Jihoon mind freezes, and he asks himself what the fuck is going on. He is sure that his horny-induced brain is conjuring this image up because this is straight out of his spank bank. His hand travels and stops when it arrives in your ribcage, his thumb just below your boobs. "Have you been behaving like this? putting your beautiful tits out for me, sweetheart?" he says in a condescending tone, and you need to secure yourself on his shoulders because you feel like falling.
"yeah i-" You breathe deeply, and he can feel it against his hand. "I only use them with you, or at home or in your studio."
"fuck baby," Jihoon says finally giving up and holding your boobs on both of his hands, and he can feel your nipples hard against his palm. "You have been showing off just for me?"He says, and you just nod because your head is not even right here right now. You feel like you can't even say something because you feel so tongue-tied. "don’t worry I will reward you today"
Jihoon says and kisses your chest so tenderly, and something about the way that he seems so different from your usual Jihoon-friend-experience makes your head spin. The way you never heard his voice says things like that, the way that he is so full of contrast - hands hards against your ribcage, gripping and lips so sweet at your skin, tongue tracing till he found your nipple, and god when you look at him he looks so fucking starved it makes you break again, and you just let him lap at it, lick it, suck it like and act like nothing is enough for him.
And he acts like that because it is not enough for him, really. The way that you feel against him is not enough, the way that you feel against your tongue or the way that he can feel you twist in his arms. Is not enough the little whimper that he can hear you make it, and is not enough the way he can feel you hovering on his lap, and is not enough how he can feel his dick hard on his pants, and the way that everything feels so hot and his clothes are clinging to his skin.
“can you-” you ask between breaths making Jihoon leave your boobs with a pop.
“what?” Jihoon asks, eyes hooded, pupils blown out, panting. You cup his face, head leaning, while one of your hand caress your cheeks the other one grab his shirt.
“can you take this damn shirt off?” You say hands traveling to his neck in search of any amount of skin possible, feeling the need to have his skin against yours, feeling the need to touch him, to feel his firm body that he has been building in the gym. Damn fucking gym really, every time you asked him to a cafe or museum he was going to hit the gym and every time you set him a picture of a cute little coffee shop he would reply with a selfie drenched in sweat, hair fucked up, and face pink like he was now.
"sure baby." he says grabbing the back of his shirt and taking it off, while you finally feel free enough, without his strong arms against you to fully sit on his lap. The action makes Jihoon groans and god you feel already addicted to it, feeling the need to make him feel good. But fuck, you get a little distracted and to be honest a little crazy because Jihoon is just right there, hair messy and all pretty, and it is so unfair and it quite don't feel real.
"god you are so hot," you say and you know that you sound so dumb because woozi just let out a little laugh, but he is right there, pecs out, strong arms, and nice shoulders paired with his abs and he looks so strong and so firm, and you are not the strongest soldier so you just start touching him. Hands grabbing his muscles, fingertips traveling across his collarbones, touching his chest making him quiver when your fingers just brush against his nipple, hands grazing against his abs. you let your head fall, doing the first thing that comes to mind; kiss his collarbone, thinking about how good he would look if you leave marks there but you won't do it because you don't quite know the boundaries, you don't know if he likes it and you don't know his agenda for the next days, so you jump to the next thought, take off his damn jeans, hands tugging at it. "fuck i really want to ride you just like this" you say moving your hips just a little, really, a barely there move, but god the way he reacts to everything makes you feel tight all over, make you feel wetter and make you feel impatient.
"yeah?" Jihoon says and you love how he just accepts every touch you give him, without rushing you up, just letting you explore his body while his hand just leaves imprints on your thighs.
"Mm hm, wanna ride you and keep looking at you." You answer and Jihoon feels like he has never been closer to death before. The way that you say those things sound so resolute like you don't even have a doubt in your brain and that feels Jihoon feels so fucking wanted that he doesn't quite know how to react. Because everything is happening so fucking fast, the way you say those things acting like is not a big deal and Jihoon is not about to just cum on his pants like a teenager. Or how you place your open mouth against his skin, moaning in a low voice while you keep, your hips rolling against his.
"you can do whatever you want with me" Jihoon finally says getting out of his head and sensations. One hand going behind your neck finger spread around it and the other one going to your hips, guiding you, setting a pace, and intensity. "i know will you take me so fucking well" And Jihoon thinks he can crash and burn because everything seems so amplified he might be going crazy.
"why didn't a wear a skirt and you those stupid adidas track thing" You say regretting everything really, the fact that you would have to get out of Jihoon's lap seemed like a tragedy, so you just hugs him, chest against chest, arms against his strong shoulders, Jihoon's hand traveling in your back, you hide your face on his neck, rubbing your face on it and god he smells so good.
"needed to hide the fact that i was getting a boner just looking at your legs baby" Jihoon says sincerely, the last time he didn't actually plan he just had to say he was staying over your sofa - you said nonsense go to the bed which was far worse and he just lied about how he needed to record this thing that popped up on his head before sleeping, again a lie because he mind was empty and the only thing he was thinking about was the fact that you quite didn't button your pajamas all the way. And Jihoon feels quite dumb, saying it all to you, just letting you in every part of his brain, let you know how he wants you. But every time he says something like that your body jumps and you melt on his lap, and somehow the way you touch him makes him feel that you want him just as much so he keeps going.
"fuck now you can get a boner all the time, just go around the house showing your hard on" You say hand squeezing his dick and giving Jihoon a kiss, and it is messy but Jihoon couldn't care less really because your hand continues to grab his dick, going through his length, trying to map it even tho his jeans are thick but fuck Jihoon feels everything. But you finally get out of his lap, hands going to your own shorts, and Jihoon's makes a second mind note, first one - date - nice place, maybe fancy, a restaurant with a nice wine. Second one - next time - take his time to look at you, to really look at you, to just admire you naked and pretty and kiss every part of your body because fuck you look so beautiful right now, boobs out and heavy and Jihoon can see faint traces of his saliva on your body, a trace of him on you, and that just makes him go crazy conjuring up thoughts about make you his.
Jihoon helps you, while you open the buttons and the zip he is already pushing your shorts down because really he wants to go slow, and he wants to treasure it, but he knows this is not happening today. When your short pools around your feet you wish he just toke off your underwear with it because it is not lingerie and is just a simple everyday panty but he has other plans. Jihoon kisses your mound and grabs your ass.
"fuck you are so pretty," He says and he is already playing with the hems of the panty, tongue tracing it. Hands on your ass, holding your body against him. And you can feel your legs wobble, and you can feel the way your panties cling against your skin because they are already damp. And you just feel so empty and so cold without his body against yours, it's unfair really.
"just-" you say tugging his hair trying to get his attention.
"its my turn," Jihoon says still playing with your pants. "you had yours right? just let me play with you a little bit you can be patient" He says looking at you and finally taking your underwear off. And Jihoon feels curious, he wants to know how you are going to react, how you like it, what makes you feel good, and what makes you cum.
"You are pretty all over," He says. "prettiest pussy I've seen" And Jihoon lets his curiosity win so he just bends himself and kisses your pussy, licks at it, tries to discover what you like and how you taste, tongue going between your folders grazing at your clit.
"baby please" You say feeling a little impatient, tugging at his hair, grabbing at his shoulder.
"okay, but you really need to let me eat you out after this." Jihoon says mind resolute, licking his lip. He can wait because one; the option of you sitting on his dick is not even close to bad, two; he has been daydreaming and dreaming about eating you out, he waited for so long that he can wait just a little bit more.
"yeah you can do that later don't worry" you say kissing him on the lips, feeling the faint trace of yourself on his tongue. And you grab his jeans tugging at it. "can you take this damn thing off." And Jihoon laughs getting up so close to you and opening up his pants, and just he looks so good you stare without shame, kiss his chest, and tongue lapping at his nipple. And you feel Jihoon's hand at the nape of your neck, so you use the last of your brain to help him pull his underwear with him.
Jihoon's cock springs free, and fuck you can quite understand him when you feel the urge to put your mouth on him too, the urge to call him pretty too, because he is, dick more on the girthier's side, leaking precum. Jihoon's seat on your bed, legs spread and arms open calling you.
You hover on his lap and you do the only thing that comes to your mind, you lick and spit your own hand and grab Jihoon's dick, feeling it against your hands heavy and hot. And Jihoon thinks it would be rude to not do the same, so he just put his hand against you too, fingertip exploring your folds, just barely tracing your hole and going back to your clit.
"baby i-" You start, feeling a little stupid because Jihoon is holding your thigh, mouthing at your neck, his hands playing with your clit and he dick hard against your hand. "I really need you inside me"
"yeah want me to let you ride it?" Jihoon asks mouth still in your neck, hand still playing with your pussy and the other one grabbing your boobs, pinching your nipple. And you almost lost it.
"did you bring a condom?" you ask him, using the last part of your brain to be a responsible adult.
"no?" Jihoon says freezing. "Wasnt thinking about fucking you" he says. And God yeah, Jihoon didn't ever imagine that he was about to get so fucking lucky today. Pretty girl naked on his lap, pussy wet against his fingers, tiny hand wrapping him, and his hips buckle a bit.
"we are so fucked" You say and you can quite understand how this feels the worst experience of your life because it feels so good. Jihoon's cock against your fold, his cockhead bumping against your clitoris, his strong hands holding your hips so thigh that "i just, I really want to feel you stretching me out" you can feel yourself almost cry.
"don't say things like that, I'm feeling like I'm going insane already," Jihoon says, feeling like everything is arms reach but he can't quite take it. And he feels insane, he feels dumb and fucked up in the head. "just-" He starts, and he wants to do so many things at the same time, so he does what he can, hands going to your ass and squeezing, Mouth going to your tits. "please baby?" He asks, looking at you. "i can pull out, or I can-" He doesn’t really know what he can, he doesn't really know what he wants to do either. His mind is a mess and he is so close to losing it, he can feel him almost tripping "fuck baby i really want to feel you."
"just for a little bit?" You ask and Jihoon almost feels faint when you guide his dick to your entrance and the only thing you need to do is take, is to sit on his cock, and he can buckle up, or he can guide you down he knows he is strong enough for it. But he wants to you to give to him, he doesn't want to take it even tho it would be easier.
"i-" Jihoon breaths. "we don't need to- " He thinks, he wants to, but he doesn't need to if you are not comfortable with him fucking you raw, but god just the thought of it makes Woozi just bust against your daint fingers. "we can stay like this"
"no gosh" he hears you say, and you just do the craziest thing ever, you guide his dick to your pussy, making Jihoon's hand move, so he grabs your hips, and you just hold his dick against your pussy, moving his tip against your folds, the head of his dick going against your clits, and you just start moving your hips. "I mean fuck I think I might cry if you don't let me sit on your cock"
"oh fuck-" you say squeezing his strong arms and trying to anchor you. You continue to chase after it, but is not quite enough.
"I don't need much I swear I'm so close to cumming already," Jihoon begs because he is not above it, and you almost drool, because everything feels so fucking so surreal, because he is there - hair fucked up, lips pink and swollen against your skin, hands gripping you like you are about to vanish and he is trying so hard not to just let you slip out of his fingers.
"what if-" You hiccup. "what if you cum inside" you say already sinking on Jihoon's dick feeling him stretching you out. Feeling him fill you up, making you feel dizzy.
"fuck baby thats feel so good, god-" Jihoon feels his mind spin. "look it at the way you take my dick, fuck, pussy so pretty around me." Jihoon just keep babbling and he could tell he doesn’t know why, but he does - because everytime he says something you react in a way, a moan, a whimper, a buckle of your hips against him, or the way your pussy him thighten. "god you feel so thigh"
"can you-" You say and Jihoon comes to the conclusion that he never heard you sound like that, almost losing it, fucked up with every step a moan because you are bouncing on his dick, pretty around him, boobs jiggleing every minute of it,
"what baby?" he asks it, grabbing one of your bobs and the other one goes to your ass.
"can you touch me" you ask - hips continuing to chase your orgasm, going a little bit harder, a little bit faster, moving your hips against him. And every time you change the way that your hips go against him trying to find a better angle JIhoon feels like his sanity is slipping through his fingers. He is so close, so fucking close, and is not like he can not reach it, he can - he just doesn't want to, he is holding himself back enough because he wants to see you cumming on his dick first.
"i am touching you." Jihoon says holding you even harder. You take his hand that is on your boob and puts it where you want.
"please." you beg, holding his hand against your pussy and that being almost enough to you just cum.
"how can a pussy take my dick so well hun?" Jihoon marvels at it. The way that you look on his lap is out of this world. One hand on his knee, holding yourself up, other hand holding his against your pussy, hair disvelleshed and head leaning backwards. And Jihoon thinks he cant hold himself anymore, he is so close he can almost feel the taste in his mouth, but Jihoon is a nice guy, so even when he is almost cumming in you he is strong enough to take his dick off you, almost crying.
"just put it back in" you say body twitching above him, Jihoon’s hand thigh and strong against his dick and he wants to put back in but-
"baby im gonna cum" Jihoon says and god he sounds so weak, almost giving up and just shoving his dick in you again just to feel how well you take him hot, wet, thigh all over.
"just, fuck" you say when your hips chase him. You put yourself up, arms around Jihoon’s head, pressing him against your chest and again - Jihoon is almost cumming against his hands "don't worry about it ok? we can buy plan b or something, just" You say moving around until you can feel his dick against you "I just really need to cum." you beg, and who is Jihoon to say no to you?
"okay, yeah, okay" Jihoon says breathing against your breath so he just guides his dick to your entrance and laps at your nipples, sucking it, when he can feel you descending on his cock, taking him again, and this time you don't go slow you just pick your pace taking Jihoon’s hand again and guiding to your pussy. And fuck everytime his fingers flick against your clitoris you moan so prettily, or every time he helps you guiding his hips up.
And Jihoon can't take anymore, pretty girl moaning on his lap, tits barely in his mouth because there he is cumming on your warm pussy mouth open against it. And he can feel the way you just go with him when he burst, pussy and body thigh against him, curling your body in his direction and twisting every time he moves his fingers in your pussy because he is cumming but his girls deserve the best treatment so he keeps going - until you take off his hand.
For a few seconds or minutes, Jihoon dont know you two stay like that, bodies connected in a warm embrace until you can feel your body again and get his dick out without actually getting of his lap.
"fuck, look at the mess we made" he says scooping his cum and your juices and fucking it back inside you, because that the only thing he can think off and you twist a little because you are so damn sensitive.
"are we insane?" you ask spent enough.
"just a little." Jihoon’s answer, grabbing your face and giving you a sweet kiss. "I'm so asking for a delivery of plan b and a box of condoms"
#woozi smut#lee jihoon smut#seventeen smut#seventeen fanfic#lee jihoon fanfic#woozi fanfic#t: lee jihoon#t: seventeen#t: writting
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Hi! If it isn’t much of a bother can I req a silent yet affectionate person with Danheng or Jing Yuan? If not that’s totally fine!
danheng w a silent yet affectionate reader
彡- ,, brainrot of danheng with a quiet yet affectionate reader
cw ⁞ shouldn't have any cuz its fluffy fluff fluff. not proofread.
an ⁞ I WASNT SURE IF THIS WAS DANHENG OR DHIL SO TAKE IT AS EITHER I GUESS??? i had normal danheng in mind while writing so up to your interpretation.
danheng totally gets you tbh. he's definitely an introvert too, just like you! you guys don't even need to speak to communicate! it's like telepathy! (woah) but that's okay, you both show your love for each other in different ways other than through words! i can totally see him being a gift giver, quality time and acts of service kinda guy.
gift giving! danheng is the best on any type of occasion HAHA. be it valentines, anniversaries, birthdays, christmas even. he only gift things he'd be happy to receive so you bet everything will be in pristine condition or HANDMADE. (i love handmade shit) once, for your anniversary, he presented you a little heart shaped box filled with goodies in it. your favorite candies and snacks, a handwritten letter and a well-crafted handmade small album!
IT HAS PICTURES OF JUST THE TWO OF YOU IN IT. THERE'S SO MANY PAGES IT'S INSANE. YOU DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE HE SNAPPED PICTURES OF YOU IN MOST OF THEM, IT'S ADORABLE... the letter itself is so well written too — his handwriting is very neat! he details very vividly the memories he had with you that he's most fond of — you can tell it means a lot to him. he'll even request to read it out to you if you don't mind. HE'LL HOLD YOUR HAND AND RUB CIRCLES ON YOUR THUMB WHILE READING AND HE'S A VERY QUIET PERSON SO JUST THINK ABOUT HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO BOTH HIM AND YOU. he's a sweetheart please take good care of him... :(
quality time! he definitely pops by at your room in the astral express to ask to hangout with you. even if it's seemingly pointless, he just wants to be close to you and soak up as much time with you as possible... IT MAY BE TOTAL SILENCE BUT IT'S COMFORTABLE SILENCE. YES, THERE'S A DIFFERENCE... NO, IT'S NOT REALLY EXPLAINABLE... he actually doesn't even mind talking if you wanted him to. he could read his or your favorite book to you or his daily reports.
"i really don't mind anything if it's with you," he says with a soft hum. (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA)
acts of service! y'all know that one meme where the front person goes, "he asked for no pickles! >:(" and the person at the back is like all nervous and everything? yeah that's the both of you. he's the front person just with less >:( and more :[ (you're just you)
"hello, excuse me... sorry, she asked for no pickles. could you remake this? yes, thank you. that would be most appreciated."
after it's fixed...
"my love, they've remade your order. here you go. eat slowly, okay? no need to thank me, it's my duty as your boyfriend." I JUST KNOW FOR A FACT HE SAID IT SO MATTER-OF-FACTLY TOO LIKE IT'S HE HAS THAT CODED IN HIS BRAIN. HE'S SO YOURS. HE'S SMITTEN. TAKE HIM AWAY.
#hsr fluff#hsr x reader#hsr jing yuan#hsr#honkai x you#honkai star rail x reader#honkai x reader#honkai star rail#star rail#honkai star rail dan heng#dan heng fluff#hsr dan heng#dan heng#danheng x reader#dan heng imbibitor lunae#dan heng il#imbibitor lunae#xianzhou luofu#astral express#x reader#hsr x you#hsr x y/n#inbibitor lunae#imbibitor lunae x reader
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LOVER! ⌇KIM NAMJOON ࿐
— PROMPT: love-making with the perfect person in the most perfect place
— PAIRING: namjoon x f!reader
— GENRE: established relationship, smut (minors dni)
— WORD COUNT: 2.51k
— WARNINGS: birthday sex <3, lots of love talk, very very corny, LOVE MAKING, heavy praise, heavy use of pet names, brief alcohol consumption, reader is the tinest bit tipsy, breeding kink, possible baby making (?), unprotected sex, exhibitionism (v public sex with no one around), fucking during the sunset, size kink if u squint, u & namjoon being perfect for each other<3
— A. NOTE: 110% self-indulged. happy birthday to my nature fairy tho :( this is kinda all over the place but yeah, i wrote this on a whim cuz it’s a special day in world history <33 not proofread so excuse any mistakes or anything that doesn’t make sense lol
“happy birthday, baby,” you tell him, uncovering his eyes.
his breath gets caught in his throat when he realizes where the two of you stand. the memory from two years ago feels like yesterday. the one where he coincidentally and almost ironically finds you in the most beautiful, serene place on earth. the place he comes to escape his mind and the horrible things reality and life had to offer him.
it was the same place for you. the place you had gone to read or write or just think without the incessant chatter of people you didn’t want to be around or the negative energy you felt like you were surrounded by.
it was destined, you thought. you swear you fell in love with him at first glance. his handsome face, apologetic smile, and his deep voice telling you he’s sorry for interrupting.
he knows he fell in love with you the second his eyes fell on you. your presence was comforting and instead of being his usual, shy and awkward self, he found himself gravitating towards you. pulled in by your enticing aura and flawless presence.
it’s nowhere special, really. nothing extravagant. just a tall hill overlooking a field of tall trees, grass, and an array of various flowers. the sun sets perfectly over the horizon and to you, it’s the most beautiful thing ever. to him, it’s the second.
he looks at the picnic you have set up and he thinks he could cry, feeling sentimental over the fond memories he’s had with you throughout the years you’ve loved each other.
“baby…” he whispers, turning to look at your face. the smile that adorns your face is wide, meets your eyes, and makes them crinkle. he knows, at this moment, there is nothing on the earth he could love more than you.
you take his hand and drag him to the generic, plaid blanket with a small laugh. you have him sit down with you before taking the picnic basket in your hands, taking out soju and some of his favorite foods.
“do… do you like it?” you ask meekly, noticing he hasn’t said anything.
“are you kidding…?” he whispers, placing his hands around your wrists to stop you from digging in the basket. “i love it. so, so much. thank you.” he says, squeezing his hands around you. “how’d you even pull this off without me knowing?”
you blush at the question, “seokjin helped me out a lot with the food and i had jungkook distract you this afternoon while i came and set everything up…”
he hums breaking out in a wide grin, “hmm, so that’s what you were doing,” he thinks about how jungkook kept talking his ear off all afternoon while they were together. every time he would attempt to leave, jungkook would stop him. “you have no idea how much i missed you, i think jungkook was trying to drive me insane.”
“well, i’ll have to give him my thanks for keeping you occupied,” you joke, giggling softly. “and… i missed you, too, i wanted to spend the entire day with you, but i was really excited about this so i hope you’ll have me for the rest of the evening instead?” you blush.
“i’ll take whatever time you give me, Y/N,”
you nod with a smile.
you both take your time to eat and drink the things you’d come with, laughing and reminiscing on how the two of you had met as if you were straight out of a romance movie, talking about all the times you’d spent together, making jokes about how old the two of you are getting, and before you know it, the sun is starting to set.
after packing everything, but the blanket up, you scoot towards him close enough to where you can feel his body heat. “you know what i love about you, joon?” you ask, a cheeky smile on your face as you feel the soju makes you a little tipsy.
“what’s that, pretty girl?” he questions, curious to see what you have to say.
“everything,” you huff. “you’re so perfect.”
he chuckles, softly shaking his head, “m’ not perfect, baby, but i–”
“you are, though,” you frown, cutting him off. “i know you don’t think so, but everyone else does,” you cup his face, smaller hands splaying across his cheeks and jaw. “you’re so pretty, joonie, it’s not even fair!” you pout.
he feels his cheeks heat up at the praise, but ignores it, “well, you’re the prettiest, baby,”
“i love your eyes,” you lean in, pressing a soft kiss onto each of his eyelids, “n’ your soft lips,” a peck on his lips, “n’ your fucking dimples that are so deep it’s probably illegal,” you smile, pressing a kiss to each indention.
namjoon looks at your sunkissed face in awe, like he can’t believe you’re his. hopefully forever.
“i love you… for everything that you do for me.” you tell him. “for being so unbelievably smart that it actually pisses me off.” you roll your eyes at the thought of his IQ. “for being so kind to people, nature, and animals that it’s heart-wrenching.” he chuckles and you can’t help but smile again. “i love the things you dislike about yourself and love about yourself.”
“pretty girl…”
“i love when you get passive-aggressive when you’re angry and how you’re the biggest fuckin’ klutz in the world. i love the way you always make me feel better about myself.” you continue, feeling yourself grow emotional in the best way. “i love all of you.”
you kiss him, harder than he would’ve thought you would, diving into him with a sudden sense of need and urgency. namjoon can tell what you need just by the way you open your mouth silently asking for his tongue, but he needs to tell you how he feels about you.
he pushes you back for a second, looking into your hazy eyes. “my baby…” he mutters, hand moving hair out of your face before staring at you like he’s studying you. “my pretty girl… my angel… you are the most beautiful thing on planet earth.” he whispers, biting back a smile when he sees you pout. “m’ so in love with everything about you and i think i’m the luckiest man on earth to have even met you and offered the pleasures of loving you.”
his words, for some reason, make your stomach churn and you feel your body become consumed with need. all of the love talk has your body weak and desperate. “joonie, i need you…”
“what do you need, love?”
“need you to make love to me… need you to fuck your love into me,” you tell him breathily.
his cock hardens at the thought of him fucking you in such an open place, but he needs to ask, “what? here? are… you sure?”
you nod, “yeah, in our place.” you say, pulling up your dress to reveal your blue lace panties. “there’s no one here… and i wouldn’t care if anyone saw anyways.”
namjoon nods, letting out a sharp breath. “c’mere,” he murmurs, hands finding your waist to pull you onto his lap. you giggle, easily finding comfort as you straddle him and wrap your arms around his neck. “you’re so beautiful, yunno that?” he whispers looking at your slightly elevated face with pure admiration.
“you never let me forget…” your cheeks heat up at his heavy gaze and sweet words.
“damn right, i won’t,” he smiles, flashing his teeth, and you nearly melt to putty in his lap.
you lean into him, pressing your lips to his once again. he takes the lead as soon as he melts into the kiss. his tongue gently glides against yours, the slight taste of his drink invading your mouth. you moan happily, fingers tugging at the ends of his long, black hair. he groans into your mouth at the sensation, deepening the kiss while his hands rock your hips against his throbbing cock.
you gasp, his dick digging into your soaked core. “fuck,” you whine in his mouth, grinding into him harder and faster as every second passes. “fuck, fuck, fuck, you always make me feel sooo good, joonie,” you pant with your forehead resting on his, words dripping with desperation.
“me too, baby,” he moans softly, resisting the urge to buck up against you. “soakin’ me through my pants, you really love me that much?” he teases, a tiny lilt to his deep voice.
you scrunch your eyebrows together as the knot in your stomach tightens, “m-more! love you more than this…” you manage to tell him, eyes squeezing together. “s-so sensitive, baby, don’t wanna cum like this– wanna cum on your cock.”
he hums, nodding his head. he carefully maneuvers your body, laying you down on the blanket. he takes a second to admire the way you look, splayed out in your dress and a noticeably needy look plastered on your face– fuck, you are so pretty like this, all pliant and hungry for him.
he slips your underwear off and sets it to the side before unzipping his pants to pull his cock out. when your eyes land on him and all of his glory, you can’t help but squirm and whine. he’s so big, you’re surprised you got him to fit inside you every time. that’s not to say it wasn’t a challenge.
his big hand pumps his length, swiping the drooling tip with his thumb. he hisses softly, already feeling sensitive himself. “take a deep breath for me, pretty baby,” he orders, delicately.
you nod, stomach churning at the idea of him filling you up. he swipes his tip up and down your soaked cunt, making you whine and twitch under him. he shushes you lovingly, tell you to relax. finally, he aligns his cock with your dripping hole before gently pushing in.
you both moan, feeling the undeniable stretch he’s giving you just with the head of his dick. even with the slightly painful stretch, you feel as he continues to slide inside your pussy, you feel yourself sucking him in as you crave him.
namjoon can’t help but let out a loud grunt. your pussy is perfect. his cock slides in deeper and deeper, feeling your warm, velvet walls hug him perfectly. just like he’s meant to be there.
and when he bottoms out, he bends to hover over your shivering body.
“suh– s-so b-big, oh my, god,” you whimper, eyes already rolling back.
he pants at your words, feeling himself twitch against your walls, “'m sorry, baby, but look at how well you’re takin’ me,” he whispers, gaining some type of composure. “suckin’ my cock into your perfect pussy, so fuckin’ good to me, angel.” when he feels you clench around his cock he nearly snaps. “gonna let me make you feel good? gonna let me show you how much i love you?”
you whine again, nodding your head eagerly, “uh-huh, pl-please!”
he sharply inhales before sliding out of your tight pussy and pushing himself back in with a bit more force. you cry out for him as his bulbous head taps your cervix. your arms snake around to wrap around his neck once more. you pull him closer to you to where your bodies are touching and kiss him.
he moans into the kiss, before repeating his actions, reveling in how responsive you are to him at this moment. he gives you one last slow thrust before sending you into orbit with a steady, fast-paced rhythm.
“my pretty baby,” he moans against your lips. “wanna love you forever,” his pace somehow quickens. the sound of his heavy balls smacking against your plush ass and your squeals and moans echo into the empty space around you.
“fuck!” you cry as a certain stroke has his tip rubbing against your g-spot. “there, joonie!”
he smirks, “yeah? that’s the spot?” he suddenly rams into you again, completely hitting your spot and you finally open your eyes, arching your back into him.
“yes!” you gasp, feeling him hit again and again and again, never once missing a beat. “yes, yes yes! shit, l-love your cock, baby!”
tears you weren’t aware of stream down your cheeks and you feel a deep, achy pressure in your stomach– you’re close.
“joon, m’ so close,” you warn, panting as his fat cock plummets in and out of you.
he presses a kiss to your lips for a split second before lowly saying, “come on, baby. cum for me, cum all over this cock– it’s all yours.”
his deep, gravelly voice shakes you to the core and you can’t hold back. one final thrust and your eyes roll back as you cum, tightly clamping around his cock. your body seizes and you whine out strings of curses and incoherent versions of his name. “fuh– f-fuck!”
“thaaat’s it, angel,” he praises, guiding you through your orgasm, making it all the more powerful. “so pretty, soaked my cock like such a good girl,”
you whine, coming down from your exhilarating high, “n-need your cum inside,”
his cock twitches again and he lets out a loud moan, “you wanna take my cum? pretty girl wants me to give her a baby?”
you moan at his words, clamping over him again. “please, joonie! wanna feel you inside of me, feel you close to me…” you beg. “please give it to me!”
he pants at your words and feels himself getting closer to the edge with every choked syllable that slips past your swollen lips. “gonna fill you up, baby, just the way you want,” he rambles. “gonna bring you back here and marry you, too, fuck, you’d like that?”
his sudden words shock you, yet you still feel another orgasm quickly approaching. “oh fuck, yes yes, want that— need that!”
at your agreement, namjoon nearly whines. the idea of spending the rest of his life with you has him shaking and close to painting every inch of the inside of your cunt white with his cum.
“all mine forever, yeah?”
“mmm! yes!” you moan, tears of overstimulation form on your lash line and you don’t think you can hold back any longer with his sharp, consistent thrusts. “please cum with me!”
he moans as you clench around him without warning, soaking his cock for the second time within the span of 5 minutes. he cums shortly after with a mantra of your name falling from his lips. with his cock burried deep into your hilt, you feel a heavy load of his cum splatter against your warm, battered walls, filling you up so well.
“Y/N…” he whines, his cum-coated cock twitching inside of you.
you relish in the feeling of being stuffed to the brim with his thick cum, practically glowing brighter than the setting sun. you don’t have the strength to give him any words, just to give him a hazy look full of love and admiration, but he knows exactly what you’re saying.
he gives you a lopsided grin, “i love you, too.”
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Do I know you? <3
2012 TMNT x Rise! Reader (old-ish, I've gotten much better at writing. Editing simply isn't enough for this one.)
Pt. 2
Ship: 2012 Donatello x reader + platonic Leo, Raph, Mikey :))
Word count: 3.4k (save me)
A/N: We really need more platonic tmnt content, it's so cute! <3 And happy mutation day to the turtles!
Masterlist
“Donnie? And the rest of the guys?”
It was somewhat dark out, the early winter months rolling around swiftly. The mutant turtles looked at the short figure, surprised that they knew who at least one of them was. Donatello muttered to himself, wondering who this new person was lurking in the same back alleyway as his brothers and him.
He flinched, almost instantly feeling a pair of small hands cup his face. He was about to attempt to sweep your feet from under you with his bo staff, but he hadn’t sensed any danger from you whatsoever.
“You guys all look different.” You seemed even more confused at this point, this was most definitely not your Donnie. Your Don was at least a few inches shorter than this one and would have most likely sent a sarcastic comment your way by now. You glanced to your left to see a much smaller Raphael sending an irritated glare your way. That’s odd, your Raph would have probably asked if you needed any help.
Then, it clicked.
“HE SENT ME TO ANOTHER UNIVERSE?!”
You now appeared to be absolutely insane, and that’s coming from a bunch of mutant turtles. You mutter to yourself about “kicking Donnie's ass” and “this wasn’t the plan!”. Raphael and Leo take a fighting stance, but before they try anything, the new Donnie tries to calm you down and understand what’s going on. You’re still panicking but you try your best to explain how you’re from a different universe and that you got transported here. “-Then Leo from my universe accidentally pushed me into Don’s newest invention- this wasn’t supposed to happen! I was just trying to help out-” You cut yourself off, remembering something. You quickly pull up your left sleeve to see the wristwatch ‘your’ Donatello made for you. You swiftly begin to type on it, trying anything you can to send any messages back to him, your location, anything at all, but nothing works.
The purple masked turtle noticed how advanced your watch is, seeing how a hologram, as well as some sort of keyboard, popped up. He’s never seen anything quite like it.
“Hey, um, do you happen to know what year you're from? We don’t have access to that kind of technology - yet that is.”
Raph and Leo put away their weapons after noticing how calm Donatello was with you, still keeping their guard up. “Oh, yes! The year I was in was 2018. My Donnie made me this trinket for my birthday. It’s pretty useful-” you attempt to send another message, failing once again, “-when it works, of course.”
“So what now? Do we let them hang out with us? I think they seem pretty cool!” Michelangelo butts in, tired of having to act like such an innocent-looking person is a threat.
“Mikey, you idiot, we don’t even know them! How could we possibly-”
“I think we should let them stay with us for the time being, if they have no one else to stay with.” Donatello turns his head to you, “It seems you were quite close with your version of us, right?”
“Yeah! I hung out with them at the lair all the time. Spent most of my time challenging them to super-smash bros or assisting Don in whatever project he was working on.” You were almost excited to give your answer, very much enjoying the time you used to spent with the boys. Then the fear sunk in once again. “He’s probably trying to bring me back, right? I won’t be stuck here forever?” You too a deep breath in. “I already miss them, even if they were loud.”
The turtles from this universe noticed how worried you appeared, being away from your closest friends, and all ultimately deciding to bring you to see master Splinter. On the way, Mikey wouldn’t stop nagging you with all sorts of questions; name, hobbies, favorite food, if you like pizza, anything he could come up with. You answered every one of them enthusiastically, throwing a fond memory in the mix every once in a while.
“So, dude, you said earlier that we look different than your guys, right? What do they look like?”
“Well, Raph and Donnie are taller- oh!” Mikey tilted his head your way at your exclamation, watching you pat yourself down.
“Still got it! I’ve got some pictures of them on my phone!” You didn’t have any connection, but you still had the pictures saved in your gallery. You pulled up one with everyone there. It was a little blurry, but you could still easily make out yourself in the bottom left corner of the photo. Raph was trailing behind Mikey, who was on his flying skateboard in the background. A little closer was Donnie tinkering with some scrap parts with a smirk on his face, and finally, Leo sitting on the back of the couch casually cheering Mikey on.
You began to swipe through pictures of you and the boys individually. Raph training with you - Mikey must have snatched that picture, you thought. A selfie of yourself and Leo, who was covering his face, in front of the scoreboard after challenging him at Mario Kart and winning. Mikey who fell asleep on you, pencil in hand and sketchbook in his lap after one of your regular drawing sessions. Finally, a blurry selfie of you surprise-hugging Donatello from behind, in his lab. You could clearly see his surprised expression along with a smile, a big toothy grin covering your face.
You gave a short backstory on all of them while showing them, proving that you really were close friends.
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Eventually, you met up with Splinter, politely asking questions and answering some. You were much calmer and more respectful than the turtles were expecting, given how excitable and easy-going you seemed. Finally, you left his meditation room, telling the turtles what you assumed would be your plan. “I figure that my Donnie’s probably trying his best to open another portal, but we have no way of communication. It’s basically just a waiting game now. Master Splinter says it’s okay if I chill with you guys, is that alright with you?” Mikey was the first to agree, as long as you got to hang out and draw with him just like the other version of him did. Donnie agreed as well, feeling some sort of connection, almost as if he knew you in a way. He loved the idea of having another nerdy person to help him with his inventions, and especially to spend time with. Leo went along with it, deciding you weren’t a threat. He also felt that you might bring some joy, changing up their routine a bit. Same old same old isn’t always the best. Raph was the last, begrudgingly agreeing, but only because you didn’t seem like “too much of a bother.” He earned himself a whack on the back of his head for that.
Donnie decided to pull you away from the others, saying that you probably have some experience with cool tech and could help him out with some of his inventions. You walked over to Donatello’s lab, still admired by the inventions he had even if they weren’t built with all the new tech you had. No matter what Donnie makes, it’s always pretty cool. That definitely doesn’t change throughout universes. He sat down in his rolling chair while you found a comfortable stool to sit on, bringing it close to his work so you could watch. Every so often you would point out something he could do better, and he’d be amazed by your knowledge. You enjoyed the time you spent with him, swaying your feet on the stool while he hunched over his desk, tightening one of the screws with a screwdriver.
“And done!” He exclaimed, bringing his head up to look at you, not realizing how close your face was from watching him work. You barely got to see Donnie’s face heat up before he turned his head away from you, muttering a small “sorry”. You let out a short giggle, before complimenting his work.
“All right, let’s test this thing out! It better work, let’s hope it doesn’t just look cool for nothing.” You spoke up, not wanting him to feel awkward around you.
After testing it out, Leonardo came in to tell you two that supper was ready. The other two brothers were already on the couch, pizza in hand, watching some show on tv. You joined them on the couch after grabbing your own piece. Raph quietly scooted a little farther away while you dramatically put a hand on your chest, as if insulted by the act alone. Mikey snickered at your small interaction.
“So, you guys have any games?”
Mikey gulped down his last bite of pizza and proceeded to list off a bunch of Wii games they had. You liked the idea of challenging them to Mario kart, so you did just that. Raph refused to admit that he wanted to hang out with the newbie but stuck around close enough to watch you all battle it out.
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A few hours of gaming later, Raph eventually joined, and all of the boys were much more comfortable with you around. Mikey was laying in your lap, Donatello was sitting right next to you, your knees or elbows bumping every so often from the game, and Leo was sitting right in front of you. You were slowly getting tired, so you gave up your remote for the night, opting to watch the brothers duke it out instead. Eventually, soft snores could be heard from Donnie’s shoulder and slightly louder ones from your lap. Leo took notice of this and finally stood up and spoke quietly:
“That’s it for tonight, we can have more fun tomorrow. We should all get some sleep.” He then walked away and Raphael soon followed. ..Leaving Donnie stuck with you sleeping on him, him not wanting to wake you up, of course. He contemplated trying to move you gently, but he didn’t have the heart to move you when you looked so adorably comfortable. He ended up making do with the blankets and pillows he had within reach, following you into dreamland.
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The next day, you awoke with Mikey wrapped up comfortably in your arms, while a cozy pillow was supporting your head. You gently rolled Mikey off of you, trudging towards the smell of pancakes. Plates were being dished out by Donnie. Leo was passing by you, mumbling a short “good morning,” most likely on his way to go get Mikey. Raph was already sitting at the table, letting out a big yawn.
“Mornin’ guys!” Donnie looked up to see you in the doorway, while Raph once again pretended that you didn’t exist.
“Oh! Good morning, y/n,” he places the last plate down on the table, “Is there anything you’d like to drink?” You tell him that a small glass of milk sounds nice, and complements how good the food smells. He thanks you and Mikey and Leo walk into the kitchen together, Mikey looking much more groggy than his brother, rubbing the sleep out of one of his eyes.
Breakfast goes by quickly. You notice that you’re the second one done, Raph being the first. Speaking of him, where is he? You go check the training room, hearing small grunts as you get closer. Eventually, you’re in the doorway, watching Raph send kicks and punches toward a poor punching bag. Once he finally stops for a water break is when he notices you.
“Holy hell dude, when did you get here?” You shrugged and decided to irk him, hoping to get a friendly fight out of him. You walk towards him slowly, ready to dig your own grave.
“I thought you were a ninja, aren’t you supposed to know when people sneak up on you?” He catches a stupid smirk on your face, deciding that he’s had enough with the new person. Raph pretends to send a smile your way, (which he was very bad at), before attacking you with roundhouse kick to the head. Not a hard one of course, just enough to make it so you’d stay clear from his path. Or so he thought.
You quickly block his kick with a middle block, twisting your hand around his leg and grabbing it, holding it in place so you can send a kick back at him with momentum. Before you can land a hit, he breaks his leg free and manages to block just in time. He gives you no time before attempting to attack again, the back-and-forth banter becoming enjoyable. He’s only ever had the same few opponents to practice with, so this felt nice. Instead of using anger to fuel his powerful moves, he was enjoying it. Eventually, you grabbed his hand and bent his finger in a way it wasn’t supposed to, his body not allowing him to go the way he wanted anymore. You followed through and sent him to the ground, hand behind his back, face planted on the ground, you sitting on his shell claiming victory. You stand up, after making sure he knew he lost of course, and offered him a hand. You were definitely expecting another attack, maybe he’d drag you to the ground with him? But instead, you were met with a handshake along with a praise of your skill. Overall, it’s safe to say he doesn’t ignore your presence anymore. He finally sees you as someone near his level, or at least, someone who is worth his time.
Once the sparring session is over, as Raphael walks out, Leonardo walks in. You were beginning some stretches, knowing it’ll save you from being too sore later. Leo comes next to you and asks if he can join in. he begins to lead some cooldowns, you following along for some, and doing your own thing for others.
“I’m surprised you got Raph to like you so quickly, is he and yours alike?” “Honestly, no, not at all. My Raph is very much a big teddy bear. Sure, he enjoys sparring, but he’s always too afraid to hurt me. What a big softie. I usually end up sparring with my Leo instead if it comes to it.” You glance at him, then focus back on your stretching, “You’re much calmer than my Leo. I won’t say he’s energetic, but most definitely more egotistical. You’re almost a nice break from all his chat about being the best, really.”
“Me? Egotistical? I don’t see it.” You quirk a brow up at him, not believing it. He may be from a different universe, but it’s still Leonardo.
“Okay, maybe a little. But it’s much better than not being confident in your moves. Holding back is the worst thing you can do in a fight..” You nod at him, glad he has more common sense than your Leonardo back home. You stand back up from stretching your legs, leaving the dojo right after kindly bidding your goodbye.
You decide to head to Mikey’s room, looking for him, since you haven’t spent much time with him yet. As soon as you open the door, you’re tackled in a hug and spun around.
“You’re here to hang out with me! Finally! Alright, do you wanna draw or play on the Wii?” You figure your heart had raced hard enough today, so you opted to draw. (Mario Kart is difficult against the guys, okay?) It may not be what you expected from Mikey, maybe something more along the lines of playing pranks on his brothers or sneaking out for pizza, but he was just glad to spend some quality time with a cool new person. He quickly gathered some pencils and sketchbooks while you plopped down on his bed. After picking everything up, he lays down on your lap once again, finding a comfortable position for the both of you. Even if you’re doing a quiet activity like drawing, it won’t be quiet for long with Mikey around. A few minutes after drawing he starts shooting questions your way, just about the same scenario as yesterday happening once again. You were glad to answer all of his questions. He was happy to listen to your stories, giddy that he was learning more about you. After a while of chatting and drawing, you finished and wanted to give your neck a break from looking downwards at your paper. You put your pencil down and rested your head on the pillow behind you, absentmindedly toying with the strands of Mikey’s mask; something you did fairly often with your Mikey.
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It’s been nearly two weeks since you first met the turtles and you had gotten to spend a lot of time with them. They helped a ton when you felt lonely or lost without your version of them. Of course, you still missed Raph’s bear hugs, Don’s snarky remarks, Leo’s ego and Mikey’s energy. But the turtles you were with now were still fun to hang out with. Currently, you and the rest of the boys were out on patrol. They had no destination or mission set, it was mostly just to get out of the hideout. Mikey was ahead of the group, balancing on the railing of the building you guys were walking on the roof of. All of a sudden, you hear a familiar voice that immediately brings a wide smile scross your features.
“Y/N?! Are you here?”
You jumped down from the building, hearing the voice coming from the alley below. The turtles were too slow to catch you, but luckily, the owner of the voice was there.
“DONNIE!”
You jumped straight into his arms, making him grunt from the impact, then spinning you around.
“Oh, how I missed my small lab assistant! Now I don’t have to deal with Leo’s antics anymore! He gets so much more annoying when you’re not around,” he carefully put you down and places a hand on his hip, ”Seriously, I had to make my lab portal-proof, just so that he wouldn’t barge-”The next thing Donatello knew, you were you of his reach and holding both of your Mikey’s hands.
“I missed you so much! We need to hang out again! It was so loney without you~” He gave you his best puppy-dog eyes, hoping you’d spend your time with him first. You hugged him tight, promising to hang out and not leave his side. But of course, a mystic portal had opened up underneath you, leading you to fall into your Leo’s arms. “Falling for me?-” he felt a metal staff hit the back of his head, along with an “Absolutely not, ‘Nardo.” from behind him. While he was distracted, your Raph had gently picked you up and put you on his shoulders with a smile on his face, mimicking yours. He was just glad to have you back. Before Your Leo and Donnie could continue bickering, you wanted to introduce your boys to the turtles that you got to hang out with for the past weeks.
With sparkles in your eyes, you introduced them to the other versions of them. Recalling your favorite memories while hanging out, you couldn’t help but keep a smile plastered on your face. Until you remembered something.
“Hey, Don?” The taller boy was about to reply, but was cut off by a ‘hmm?’ From your Donnie.
He felt a slight pain in his chest. This whole time whenever you’d say ‘My boys’ or ‘my Donnie’ he felt.. important to you. Even if you weren’t talking about him. But now he realised that he wasn’t special to you anymore. You guys weren’t really friends, he was just there to try to replicate your Donnie. To make you feel less lonely. Why did he think you really did enjoy his company? Of course you didn’t. He could never dream of you and him-
“Can I come back and see them again? I don’t wanna leave them. I know it would mess up the timeline if I stayed for too long, but- I love hanging out with them. Will the portal allow inter-dimentional travelling more than once?...” Your new friend’s eyes grew wide, brimming with tears. He saw your mouth move, but could no longer hear the words coming from it. You.. enjoyed your time with them? You want to hang out again?
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.
Maybe he did have a chance with you after all.
Sep. 29. 22
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PAGET! 🎂🎊🧁🎈
you're as weird as you're passionate and outspoken, i love that i can always find you saying something either insane or beautiful and supportive.
thanks for being the most perfect emily to us, your acting, personality and overall self made this character one of my favorites and i'm forever grateful for it!
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Okay I fucked up because I know I’m supposed to be working on my WIPS but I can’t stop thinking about delinquent Eli getting in so much trouble that the Sheriff can’t help him get out of it.
Then Eli gets put on parole with court-mandated community service and therapy. Somehow, Eli gets Stiles as a therapist and he doesn’t notice his new therapist and his single father making goo goo eyes at each other.
In fact, it takes five months before Eli catches them all over each other. And god, Eli was an idiot to think Stiles was there to help him. When he thinks back on it, it was so obvious that Stiles was just thirsting after his dad. That Stiles was just using him to get to his dad.
Maybe he didn’t give it much attention because it’s not like his dad ever fell for antics of horny PTA moms and slutty soccer dads. Maybe he didn’t expect his father to betray him with the only person who actually heard him when he spoke. Who didn’t lecture him over every little thing. Who didn’t breathe down his neck because Eli was never going to be the golden boy his dad was as a kid.
Eli can’t even look at them. He rushes off into the preserve ignoring the rain and the thunder and the lightning because his internal storm is so much bigger and scarier. It may have been a couple hours or a few minutes when he hears a shout and a crash, and that’s Stiles who just fell and knocked himself out.
And shit. Eli drags Stiles to the hospital because even though Stiles is a betrayer - he can’t let Stiles die. And the nurses are looking at Eli with that look when he finally gets Stiles in the door.
It’s the same look the mall security had when he caught Eli with a pocket full of borrowed merchandise. Then he called the cops. It’s the same look the manager had when Eli was grinding the railing in front of Beacon Hills First National Bank with his skateboard . Then he called the cops. It’s the same look the old man had when he caught Eli spray painting a dick under the overpass. Then he called the cops.
The nurses called the cops. But he doesn’t see Sheriff Stilinski, just that Parrish asshole. And Parrish is too happy to throw Eli into a holding cell taunting him about how juvie should really straighten him out. And fuck. His dad is going to be so mad. So so mad. And while he’s waiting for his dad to show up all he can think is how did his dad ever get such a fuck up for a son.
So he’s not prepared when his dad shows up. He doesn’t mean to start crying but Jesus. It’s been a stressful night. And who cares if he’s crying?
Its 2023. It’s manly to cry now. 🙄
And his dad is arguing with Parrish about false imprisonment being a federal crime and if he wanted to his dad could sue this department so hard for violating Eli’s rights that he would own this place. All the while he’s dripping all over the floor of this rinky dinky fucking office.
And Eli just wants to get out! He’s already got to tell his Judas of a father that his Brutus boyfriend is unconscious and it’s Eli’s fault because he was looking for him and and and -
Eli collapses into Derek’s arms instead and mumbles his confessions into his dad’s shoulder. They load into the car and his dad tells him about his childhood. How Eli’s grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins all burned to death. How his dad blamed himself. How his dad had his own wild streak living in New York with Aunt Laura.
And New York? Hot-wiring cars? Drugs? Breaking into buildings? Aunt Laura? Leather jackets?
Eli tried to see the delinquent that his father described but none of it matched with the man who drove Eli to his first date. Or the man who always added a little note in Eli’s lunches. Or the man who gave Eli tickets to his favorite band for his birthday last year.
And he doesn’t have much time to unpack it, because his dad ruffles his hair and slides out of the car. All casual, like he didn’t say a series of some of the most insane things to ever be spoken in the span of 15 minutes.
Instead he follows his dad through the hospital until they get to Stiles. And from the doorway of the room, Eli sees Sheriff Stilinski, shaken. And he sees Stiles smile at his dad and his dad smile back and - alright his dad has never smiled like that at anyone.
Then Stiles looks at Eli and smiles even wider. He calls Eli his hero. Says “It’s probably bad form to fire your hero right after he saves your life but I can’t be your therapist anymore.”
And Eli’s stomach turns into stone and his heart drops and - right of course, because Eli was dumb to think anyone would be able to stand him for too long. Plus he nearly got Stiles killed tonight.
“Don’t look like that dude!” Stiles says. “It’s like a huge conflict of interest to be in love with your patient’s father.” And the sheriff goes pinched like it did that time when he realized it was Eli who filled the high school pool with enough orbies that they starting coming out of the toilets and sinks.
And his dad. Omg it was sick. His dad gets the stupidest, dopiest look on his face and Eli almost vomits!
Then his dad says “you do?”
And Stiles! His face does the same look and Jesus! It was dis-gust-ting!
And Stiles says “yeah” all soft.
And his dad says “me. Me too. Uh. I love you too.”
And of course now Eli’s the asshole standing in the way of his freaking dad being happy. Which is not cool because they are Betrayers! Eli has a right to stand in the way, just so you know.
Like he didn’t HAVE to be okay with this at all.
He’s just such a good person that he chose to forgive them. And if he had plans to guilt them into getting him a car well… that’s the price they have to pay.
What? He said he was a good person. Not a saint.
#my fic#sterek fic#eli stilinski hale#sheriff stilinski#:) okay now I feel like I can let this one go#I ran my battery down while typing this#sterek au#anyone who wants to write this would be my fav#I would read it and give you all kinds of love and adoration#I would even give you a kiss if you asked nice enough#eternal sterek
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Marry Me? - PG x Reader
Summary: 5 times Pierre mentions marriage and the 1 time you're on board.
Pairing: Pierre Gasly / Reader
Warnings: fluff
Word count: 1352
One.
“Honestly, Pierre. You’re insane. We’re 15 - I can’t marry you.” You say, shaking your head at him. The both of you are laying in the grass outside your childhood home. You’ve been the best of friends since you were in diapers, and he’d recently gotten on this new kick of asking you to marry him. He’d had a rough relationship that just ended.
“Why not? We get along really well, we like the same things. I think it’ll be perfect. We should just get married. It makes it so easy, mon ange.” You laugh at him, slapping him gently on the chest.
"How about this, if we both are single at 25 you can ask me again." you offer, turning on your side to look at him. "Deal."
Two.
Pierre spent most of his free time, when he wasn't training, at your apartment - mostly on your couch playing video games. "Pierre! Food is ready!" you call out from the kitchen, sliding the plate across the counter to where he normally sat when you ate together.
"All these wifely duties and no ring on your finger?" he jokes as he takes his seat. "Ha. Ha." you deadpan as you sit next to him, you watch as he takes his first bite. "Oh my god." he nearly moans with his mouth full, "Marry me, please." You laugh, shaking your head. "It's just food, Pierre. Don't be dramatic." As you take a bite, he laughs. "Who said I'm being dramatic? I'm asking you to marry me, I don't think that's dramatic."
Rolling your eyes you gently hit him on the shoulder, "I'm eighteen not twenty-five, and you're in a relationship."
Three.
Pierre’s relationships never seemed to last long, and your last relationship ended as quickly as it started. He said you spent too much time with Pierre and he couldn't deal with competition in his own relationship. You'd given up on finding a new relationship given all your travel for work, and to attend Pierre’s races. Now you’d found yourself sitting at a table in some swanky restaurant with a few of the other drivers, Pierre sitting to your left and Daniel sitting to your right.
"So, what are mom and dad's plans for the week?" he asks, his signature smirk spreading across his lips.
"Daniel, how can we be mom and dad? You're literally older than me - I just turned twenty-one." you laugh, taking a sip of your wine.
"You're the parents of the paddock, and you're basically married. You're attached at the hip and he's constantly staying at your place." You scrunch your nose at him, sticking your tongue out.
"Just because your best friend isn't as great as Pierre doesn't mean you have to be jealous, Danny." Pierre’s voice cuts in as his arm slings over your shoulder, "The only reason we're not married is because she won't say yes. I ask her all the time. I asked her this morning and she said no, again." You roll your eyes at him, gently shoving him with your shoulder. "I told him to wait til I'm twenty-five, and if we're still both single, I'll say yes."
Four.
"Pierre." You mumble, shoving his shoulder from where you stand next to the couch. "Come on, get up. You'll fuck up your back sleeping here." His voice is muffled by the pillow when he responds, so you pull on his arm. "Up you get, you can sleep in my bed."
Once you had gotten him into your bed, shoes off and tucked in, you turned out the light. "I love you mon cœur, you treat me so well." His voice slurs slightly making you laugh, "I love you too, now go to sleep - your hangover is going to be killer." As you get comfortable, you feel his arm sling around your waist and his face press into the back of your neck. "I'm gonna marry you one day, and then you'll be forced to take care of me forever. You'll marry me right, mon amour?" you laugh, patting his hand where it rests on your stomach. "Go to sleep, Pierre."
Five.
"Happy Birthday!" His voice startles you as you walk into your apartment," My favorite person is twenty-four!" Smiling, you walk into his waiting arms to get a hug. "Thank you, Pierre. Though I hardly believe I'm your favorite person. Yuki still exists." you joke, stepping back to look at him. "You are, I promise. Now get changed I'm taking you to dinner." You raise your eyebrows, hands moving to rest on your hips. "We're going to dinner? Just the two of us?" you ask, feeling suspicious.
"Shoo, no questions. Get dressed I laid out your outfit." You roll your eyes as you walk to the bedroom and get changed quickly. As you get seated in the restaurant, you're sure your eyebrows still haven't fallen back to their normal place. "Pierre, this place is way too fancy." you whisper as you gently kick his shin under the table. "Only the best for my favorite girl on her birthday, yeah?" his voice is too fond for you to handle, a blush rising on your cheeks.
"Is this an actual date? Are we on a date right now?" you question, avoiding his eyes when he looks up at you.
"Have we not been dating for the last three years?" his voice is serious, causing your eyes to snap to his.
"What?" Your mind reels for a moment, "What do you mean we've been dating for the last three years?" your voice is hesitant.
"You haven't dated anyone, I haven't dated anyone. You come to all my races, I come to all your events. We go on vacations together? I spend all my time at your apartment. Daniel calls us mom and dad of the paddock, surely you can't be that oblivious." You laugh quietly which quickly turns into a giggle fit.
"Oh my god, you never asked me or said anything! You’ve just expected me to know?." you nearly cackle, causing everyone to look at you.
One.
The two of you are enjoying summer break, now officially dating. You're laying out on a towel in the sand, listening to the waves crash along the shore. Pierre is wrapped around your legs, head resting on your stomach as you run your fingers through his damp hair.
"I can't believe you just assumed we were dating. Don't you think that's something that you'd clarify?" you question, you haven't let that go since it happened well over six months ago.
"Amour, you're really still on about that?" his lips brush against your skin as he speaks, "I really shouldn't be surprised, you're not the best at communicating. You've been asking me to marry you since fifteen, long before we were even actually dating." You hum, thinking back you realize he hadn't asked you in a while. "Hey, Pierre?" you ask softly, causing him to look up at you. "Yes, cherie?"
You smile, "Ask me?" His eyebrows pull together, unsure of what you mean. "Ask you what?" he questions, shifting up onto his elbow. "Ask me." you prompt again, shifting up to a sitting position. You see the moment it clicks in his mind as he scrambles onto his knees. "You're serious?" his eyes go wide, "Wait you're not twenty-five. I'm not twenty-five? I don't have the ring with me, I can't ask you."
"What do you mean you don't have the ring with you?" you laugh, surely he's joking. "You told me I had to wait til we were twenty-five! I left it in my sock drawer." his voice is stressed as he brings his hands up to his face. "Pierre, just ask me please?" you prompt, moving to sit on your knees in front of him. Once he uncovers his face, you the smile on his lips. "Mon amour, I've waited since we were fifteen for you to say yes. So don't mess with me here, okay?" his voice is soft and you nod at him.
"Will you marry me?" he asks, eyes bright. "Yes, Pierre. I'll marry you."
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So You'd Like to Fuck a Villain: Romance Novel Recommendations
Have you gotten caught up in a villain ship? Are you, perhaps, what might be called a villainfucker?
The issue with stanning for villains and wanting them to have romantic love and happiness and possibly group sex, is that they often don't. At least, not onscreen. Some of the most popular romantic ships, obviously, have been villain ships--Reylo spawned a wave of romance novelists (though, I might add, many do not actually write villain-centric romance novels, which is fine), Darklina powered no small part of Shadow and Bone's publishing success... and let's be real, the success of the soon-to-be-ill-fated-from-what-I'm-hearing TV show. On a darker level, Interview with the Vampire took off in no small part because people love the tainted love that is Louis and Lestat, where maybe? They're both villains? (Definitely more Lestat, but you know.)
You know what the great thing about a romance novel is? The villain has to get a happy ending. They just must. It's a rule. If a villain is a lead, the HEA is guaranteed (rhymes), or it's not a romance novel.
So, for Cupid's birthday, I'm recommending some of my favorite villainfucking romance novels. I just think that we deserve it.
CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE
Wicked Villains by Katee Robert.
As you might guess, this series is in fact about villains getting their happy ending, full stop. And it does so by adapting Disney villain ships and placing them in a contemporary setting full of organized crime, sex clubs, and deals gone wrong. It is fun, it is campy, and it is very, very sexy. Check the trigger warnings (which Robert typically lists for each book on her website)--some of these do feature heavy BDSM and CNC.
The diversity of the pairings is so appreciated--while my favorite thus far is the first, Desperate Measures (Jafar/Jasmine with a mob wife "you killed my father" spin, for those curious) you get several triads (Hades/Hercules/Meg, Beast/Gaston/Belle, Ursula/Ariel/Eric, to name a few) and the ever-coveted sapphic Maleficent/Aurora moment. I don't think there's a straight person in this collection of characters. Contemporary romance can be a hard sell for me, especially in terms of villainy... But these are just a ride.
HISTORICAL ROMANCE
Devil in Winter by Lisa Kleypas.
Obviously, if you haven't read Devil in Winter yet, you need to read Devil in Winter. It's a classic--not just of historical romance, but romance in general. Though, pro-tip: I would recommend reading the preceding It Happened One Autumn first, as that's where the villainy takes place. Devil in Winter is about a recovering villain--a rake who did a very, very bad thing (kidnapping his best friend's lady love) simply because he did not want to get a job. I mean.....
Sebastian St. Vincent is a soft touch villain, and not just because he's super good at touching. You know he's going to roll over and beg for it with his seemingly-gentle, secretly-iron-willed heroine; but it's watching him get there that's so fun. His bark is worse than his bite, but he does deliver quite a bark (and quite a bite). If you like 'em snarky and slutty, read this book.
Duke of Sin by Elizabeth Hoyt.
If you like a blond villain who seems better at lounging about than doing manual labor, Valentine Napier takes what St. Vincent was doing to another level of insanity. St. Vincent is sane; Valentine is not, and he's a lot less fun about his kidnappings. Fortunately, his heroine (dispatched to spy on and steal from him) does not take any shit.
This is a book for those who like them loony, because I really don't think Valentine reforms in the least. He just falls in love, all while running around naked in bedazzled, open robes and brandishing a knife. At least he's good in bed and keeps giant, nude portraits of himself in his own house. Keep in mind that this book does delve into some pretty massive childhood trauma, including all kinds of abuse.
Villain I'd Like to F...
This anthology of novellas delves into five stories of historical romance villainy, by five great authors. I'm going to list each novella and its author, as these collections typically disband after a period of time, allowing the authors to sell the novellas individually (though you often can find the collections in online libraries like Libby). In the brackets!
[ Lady Viper and the Bastard by Eva Leigh.
Do you enjoy Dangerous Liaisons? Try this delightfully sexy Georgian-era novella about a widowed vamp and an illegitimate libertine, teaming up to break apart two young lovers (for a price). Except what happens when these two assholes start to catch feelings? Notable in that these characters are in their forties, know themselves, and do engage in some fun role-playing.
Seven Sinful Nights by Nicola Davidson.
Our young-but-ready widowed heroine is toiling in the service of her dickish in-laws... Until the owner of the local gambling hell (who isn't above murder and torture, and does enjoy dominating a bit) shows up demanding payment for her brother-in-law's debts. Those who love an innocent heroine lured by the darkness will love this one, a she very much goes willingly to her "doom" of being his mistress for a week, and loves every minute of it. It's sexy, it's sweet, she also loves a torture moment, there's some exhibitionism.
The Gangster's Prize by Joanna Shupe.
A Gilded Age gangster is thrown off balance by the young woman who comes to him demanding help in finding her missing father. But wait... who's in his dungeon as we speak? Could it be? Her dad? Joanna doesn't pull her punches here, and it's delightfully wacky. Watching our hapless villain hero be like "uhh, what screams from the dungeon" while our heroine looks for her father... who he has captive.. is hilarious.
The Bootlegger's Bounty by Adriana Herrera.
Did someone say sort-of pirates? Our heroine is a nightclub singer, and she books passage to New York with a dangerous rum runner. There's a lot of sex in this one, and--delightfully--a triad, as there happens to be a young gentleman who catches the eye of both our singer and our rum runner...
The Conquering of Tate the Pious by Sierra Simone.
Hedonistic nuns? A Norman invader (in more ways than one) who turns out to be a lady conqueror? As in, a conqueror who is a lady and conquers ladies? I think yes. Our proud abbess Tate is ready to stand up to the Wolf, but what happens when the Wolf is very sexy and cruel in the best possible way? ]
The Prince of Broadway by Joanna Shupe.
If there's one thing Joanna Shupe loves, it's a hero (or a villain turned hero) who hates your dad. This book opens with our casino-owning hero beating the shit out of someone, and when he meets the headstrong spoiled rich girl who wants to open a casino for ladies and needs mentorship... He takes her up on it. All while planning to take down her father (as revenge!!!).
While Clay isn't a super hardcore bad guy, he is pretty violent and pretty diabolical. What makes this book is, of course, his dynamic with Florence, and her defiance of norms that quickly has him completely besotted. This book has a very good grovel, and it should. Does anyone deserve Florence?
... and after reading this one, you can mosey over to Shupe's next book, The Devil of Downtown, in which a bad, bad gangster gets his ass emotionally kicked by Florence's goody goody angelic sister.
The Dragon and The Pearl by Jeannie Lin.
This is another one that benefits from reading its previous book, Butterfly Swords, first. In that novel we're introduced to the treacherous warlord our heroine is fleeing--Li Tao. Lin doesn't shy away from his intimidation factor: he even gets into a sword fight (that turns into an outright brawl, lmao) with the hero. In this novel, Li Tao gets full focus, kidnapping a former emperor's concubine to get information out of her.
What follows is a match of wits that gradually gives way to two manipulative, emotionally closed off people falling madly in love with each other while being unable to say it. Li Tao is a cold, seemingly-unfeeling villain-as-hero, and he really pushes how far he's willing to go to reach his end goals in this book. Also, there's a sex deal. If that matters to you.
Daring and The Duke by Sarah MacLean.
Again, one that does in fact benefit from reading the two preceding books, Wicked and The Wallflower and Brazen and The Beast (fortunately, they're both good!). Ewan, our titular duke, is the villain of both--and he is completely batshit insane in his pursuit of his childhood sweetheart, Grace. Who, for reasons relating to villainy, wants absolutely nothing to do with him.
This is a book-long grovel the way Sarah MacLean does it best--with abject shame and humiliation. Ewan is put through the ringer: and he should be, because he did a really bad thing! And was legitimately a nutjob of a villain! But that's what makes it so, so good.
PARANORMAL/FANTASY ROMANCE
The Four Horsemen by Laura Thalassa.
This series has the rather bold take of "what if the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse Fucked". Starting with Pestilence, bleeding into War and Famine, and ending with Death, this series is a bit bonkers. But it doesn't let up on the extent of the villainous heroes' determination to lay waste to the world. There is a lot of gore. There is a lot of moral ambiguity.
But it's also legitimately funny. Pestilence discovers the joys of a bathtub. Death receives his first blowjob and is like "I don't know, maybe the apocalypse is bad". It's campy, and it's fun, and it leans the fuck in to the concept. I would recommend reading these in order, as the love stories stand alone but the overall arc leads to a big finish (and there are lots of finishes in between, if you know what I'm say--)
The Tenebris Trilogy by Kathryn Ann Kingsley.
If you're interested in the occult and some Lovecraftian vibes set in a pseudo-1920s world, this is it. Our heroine is on the search for her brother, and who is to assist but his stuffy-hot professor who happens to be a cult leader and has perhaps merged his body with that of a Cthulu monster?
What's interesting about this series (which cannot be read as standalones, and must be read in order) is that our hero is legitimately loony tunes, and our heroine is into it. She falls in love with him and his monsters, and that does... extend to the physical. (Tentacles, everyone! Shadow tentacles! Think Venom.) I will add that there's a lovely secondary romance with a trans heroine (with a hero that's not a villain) and it is excellent, but at one point an antagonist is transphobic towards her. An attempted off-page forced detransition occurs. The main heroine is totally supportive of the secondary heroine and stops it, but read with caution.
Kiss of a Demon King by Kresley Cole.
This rare villainess/hero romance sees a sorceress heroine take a deposed demon king captive to coerce him into impregnating her so that she can bear his heir (all for villainous purposes, of course). Yes. So this book is heavy on the dubcon--lots of edging, lots of people chained to beds--but to be frank? He is into it. We have a stern, morally upright hero being driven to the brink by the baddest of bad girls, and it's great.
This book is a bit controversial because of the content, and I do recommend checking out my IAD Cheat Sheet before reading for a full list of triggers/details about the world of Immortals After Dark. But it reads fairly well on its own, and I personally adore it. The sex is hot, the romance is angsty, he gets back at her in every possible way, and it's so fun to see a villainess take center stage and bring out the dark side of such a noble hero.
Dreams of a Dark Warrior by Kresley Cole.
Here, we focus on an immortal valkyrie heroine who's had centuries of near-misses with her would-be Berserker love--every time she kisses him, he remembers his past lives with her and promptly dies in increasingly gruesome ways. He's always be good and loving to her... which is why she's so shocked when he returns to her, this time in the form of an immortal-hating torturer who's taken her captive.
This one is dark--yes, he does torture her (not that badly, but there are other scenes of torture at the hands of different villains which are... bad). But if you can hang in there, I think you'll find a very compelling romance with a legitimately troubled, intense hero and a woman he can't get out of his head. There's also a very, very good bathtub scene that turns into "let me blindfold you so you can't see my hideous scars".
Lothaire by Kresley Cole.
The villain romance to end all villain romances (best read after Dreams, so you get the one-two punch of a pair of very different villainous heroes). What happens when you mix a 3,000-year-old megalomaniacal vampire with a 24-year-old whip-smart human woman he believes houses the soul of the goddess he's supposed to wed? A fucking ride, and possibly my favorite romance ever, that's what.
Lothaire goes HARD. It goes hard on the villainy (this is a story of a villain falling in love, not a villain finding redemption), it goes hard on the sex (with possibly one of the most infamous sex scenes in romance, and I love every word of it), and it goes hard on the angst. As much as Lothaire fucks with Ellie's head and is determined to deny his love for her, she's determined to one-up on him and will never, ever break. I think this book is always best summed up in a scene early on where he kisses her, bites her lip, and draws back, smugly expecting horror--only to find her grinning through the blood and pulling him in for another kiss. Tell me that isn't villain romance perfection.
Sworn to the Shadow God by Ruby Dixon.
Not so much a super hard villain romance as it is a "falling in love with Death himself" book, this wacky romance finds our gamer girl heroine falling through a portal to another land and... yes, sworn as the mortal companion of the God of Death as he attempts to complete a trial set before him by the father god. It is funny, it is sexy, it's adventurous, and it is for the Reylos.
You think I'm joking. No. He is very clearly modeled after Kylo Ren, and he sweeps around in dark cloaks and emo smashes about being the God of the Death, and it is glorious. He's less bad than he is detached and uncaring, but, you know... Death. By the end of the book, though? He cares very much about one particular person.
Look, man. Check your triggers always, especially with romance novels about villains. These won't work for everyone. But I imagine... if you like a villain... some of these are for you.
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To the gal who is most deserving of a second chance, Happy Birthday Ymir. 🎂
There is so much to be said about Ymir, she is without at doubt one of the most intriguing and and perplexing characters in Attack on Titan. There's so much we don't know about her, even her real name remains a mystery. For me, Ymir was set up to be a much bigger player in the war to unravel the mystery of the Titans, and her story to me is one that demands an urgent continuation in some form.
Ymir definitely holds a special place in the story, she often comes off as cold and distant, and one to take particular pleasure in messing with the few friends she has in the 104th. Her motivations are never clear and she's an incredibly hard person to read, but then again many of my favorites elsewhere also fit that bill. Her one constant companion is Historia, and to call them an odd couple would be a huge understatement. It is however very entertaining to see how they play off each other, with Historia constantly in a balancing act with Ymir's more jaded attitude towards all that's going down with the Scouts.
While Ymir may be cold, distant and detached a lot of the time, she isn't without heart and has come through for Historia and the others several times when it really mattered. She has been through hell and back, having easily one of the most messed up backstories of any of the Scouts. Literally everything Ymir knew from her past life in Marley is long gone, she doesn't even remember her own family. And was condemned to an existence by Marley that nobody should have to suffer. Ymir literally has nothing to lose, with the people of Paradis being the first chance she has had to escape her long personal hell.
Ymir as the Jaw Titan was an impressive reveal, and she could seriously have helped level the playing field against the Warriors and the Marleyans. Her unique bond with Historia would have been all the more interesting to see develop after Historia assumed her rightful place as the Queen of the Eldians. And let's be real, nobody wanted to see Historia end up with some nameless , faceless farmer who she may not even have been attracted to in the first place. Ymir and Historia both have similarly tragic backgrounds where they essentially had no family left to turn to, with only each other to fill the void. Theirs was a rocky relationship that nonetheless shone brightly......Certainly more than Eren and Mikasa ever did, and I stand by that, people.
For me personally, Ymir's long absence and ultimate fate was one of Titan's biggest bad calls, we all expected more. And we absolutely deserved more, she is undoubtedly one of the story's biggest missed opportunities. And now we're left to fill in the blanks as to what the full story behind her is.
There's something really compelling about Ymir, even at her worst she was still a good person deep down, and one who deserved that chance to escape the insanity that robbed her of so much. I wanted to see her relationship develop with the other Scouts, and to see how she evolved as the Jaw Titan. Feels like the story we should have gotten with all that was set up around her was sacrificed for something that denied her her chance to shine.
I want to know more about Ymir, I want to connect with her more strongly, I want to know what her whole story is and see what might have been. I think Ymir could've easily carried a plot of comparable caliber to Eren's. It was all there, they had everything they needed.....Now somebody needs to step in and do what Hajime Isayama failed to take advantage of. Show the man how it's REALLY done.
For now, best wishes to the girl who so richly deserved a second chance to live a life that was all her own, to find the freedom she never had. I only hope one day she truly does get another chance. 💚 ⚔️ 💚 ⚔️ 💚
And to close that out, a special shoutout to the incredibly talented Elizabeth Maxwell, who we have to thank for giving her voice to this amazing character. I can only hope she too might one day get another chance to do so again.
Thanks for the amazing picture, Liz! It was truly an honor to have shared our appreciation of Ymir with you. ❤️
#attack on titan#shingeki no kyojin#shingeki no kyojin ymir#ymir aot#snk ymir#ymir x christa#ymir x historia#ymir x krista#historia x ymir#ymir#snk historia#historia#snk spoilers#hajime isayama#eren yeager#mikasa ackerman#snk anime#aot anime#snk manga#aot manga#fandom#aot fandom#aot analysis#snk analysis#scout regiment#survey corps#aot marley#snk marley#jaw titan#yumihisu
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2023 has come to a close so that means it's time for my year in review! i've been a gif maker on tumblr for more than two years now and this account keeps growing and getting so much love. im so grateful for all of my (jong)homies and mutuals that have let me get to this point and have fun along with it. like, i hit 1k and 2k followers in the same year! thats fucking rad!
i giffed a lot more this year than last and i think it's because i was finally able to get ps and vapoursynth near the end of 2022. my confidence soared as a result. not to get mushy, but this year on tumblr has been amazing because of that. :( this was the first full year i felt like a "real" and "competent" gif maker because i finally was using the tools that everyone else was using and i knew how to use them. thats a big thing for me, because for so long i struggled with figuring out how to download vs (and ps) (on mac btw) and i felt jealous that everyone else could do it so "easily." ps and vs are also really unintuitive if you dont know what youre doing so to basically brute force my way to success is something i want to pat myself on the back for. i did this. im insane. and now ive been properly expressing my insanity via gifs for over a year now that ive been so proud of! yippie!!!! as a result of my Trials and Tribulations, ive been thinking about creating tutorials for how to download ps, vs, and how to properly use ps to make gifs for those that dont even know where to begin now that i am a Seasoned user. bc i fucking get it. let me lend a hand.
but anyway.
some highights of this year that are worth mentioning:
i hit 1k followers in january! heres my 1k followers event posts
i hit 2k followers (!!!!!) in november!!!!!! heres my 2k followers event posts (so far)
i dabbled in combining ateez x (usually) alt/metal/rock songs now that i am a Confident and Certified Alternative Lady. here are those gif sets
still insane for jongho. also happy one year to biasing hongjoong. also happy almost three years of being an atiny.
i learned some new coloring tricks. i learned some new sharpening tricks. slayage all around!
below the cut are my most popular and my personal fav posts from each month this year as well as the total number of gif posts made each month!
tagging mutuals to view and to also do their own 2023 year in review (only if u want! absolutely no pressure ❤️): @yunwooz @hwanswerland @miinsang @booskwan @wifehwa
JANUARY
most popular: hongjoong doing a handstand
my favorite: short hair jjongie comp set
total posts made: 39
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FEBRUARY
most popular: guerrilla era hong comp set
my favorite: also guerrilla era hong comp set!
total posts made: 13
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MARCH
most popular: cruella hair hong comp set
my favorite: red hair jjongie
total posts made: 23
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APRIL
most popular: driver yunho
my favorite: gorgeous brown-red long hair jjongie just standing there
total posts made: 31
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MAY
most popular: barefaced ot8 (top post of the year!)
my favorite: gorgeous brown-red long hair jjongie pt 2
total posts made: 35
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JUNE
most popular: hong says fuck
my favorite: sparkly jjong
total posts made: 37
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JULY
most popular: bouncy relay dance ot8
my favorite: guerrilla one year anniversary post
total posts made: 32
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AUGUST
most popular: thanxx woo
my favorite: hala hala jjong
total posts made: 19
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SEPTEMBER
most popular: gorgeous blond hong
my favorite: dune yeo
total posts made: 22
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JJONGTOBER
most popular: one day at a time san
my favorite: jjong according to the tags birthday post!
total posts made: 12
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HONGVEMBER
most popular: hong according to the tags birthday post!
my favorite: also hong according to the tags birthday post!
total posts made: 10
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DECEMBER
most popular: hong smirking and giggling
my favorite: halazia yeo comp set
total posts made: 20
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i hope that 2024 brings a lot of new opportunities for me. i'll be graduating from uni in this spring and will hopefully obtain a Big Girl Job. thanks for sticking with me, jonghomies. have a happy new year!
-- anne 🍎🐻
#applejh2023yr#ok to rb#in fact pls do rb i love hearing others' Thoughts#or just replying is fine too
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A while back (before I was on Tumblr), there was a post about Aziraphale and Crowley watching musicals and it said that most of the shows they watched were Sondheim, but they enjoyed Hamilton. Instead of thinking "Aw that's cute that they watched Hamilton," my musical theatre brain tried to deduce which Sondheim musical would be THEIR musical.
My proposal is that the musical in question is Company (but secretly).
I know I could easily say the other big titles like Into the Woods or Sweeney Todd, but Company just makes too much sense to me.
For those who are not familiar with the musical, Company is a concept musical (A musical without a linear plot but has an overall theme) about a single man named Bobby who, on his 35th birthday, is essentially having a hard time understanding marriage and relationships. Throughout the show, he interacts with all of his married friends and past relationships to answer, "What's the point of being with someone when you could be alone?"
For Bobby, each couple acts as an aspect on marriage and relationships:
- Bad Habits and Activities you may or may not do together (Sarah and Harry)
- Divorce, but still love each other (Peter and Susan)
- Knowing you and your partner's limits (Jenny and David)
- Being scared about marrying and understanding why you would want to marry (Amy and Paul)
- Being contempt can be enough and the idea of caring for someone else (Joanne and Larry)
Aziraphale and Crowley can easily see their own characteristics in Bobby and his friends while watching it for the first time. Sarah is a foodie while Harry enjoys his liquor; Peter and Susan aren't together but they are; Jenny is willing to go out of her way for David and he will actively put her first; Paul drives Amy to the brink of insanity and Amy pushes his affection away, yet they love each other like crazy; and Joanne is jaded but Larry balances her out by being over caring.
The Ineffable Husbands get to question 'why' alongside Bobby and feel that same experience of thinking you understand but realizing you may have not been right. That there is more to understanding what a relationship is.
Even though the music is wonderful, two songs will resonate with them the most, 'Sorry-Grateful' and 'Being Alive'.
'Sorry-Grateful' brings out the contradictions a spouse may feel in a relationship. It's a response to one of Bobby's questions, "Are you ever sorry that you got married?" The idea that you are in a constant barrage of enjoying or regretting your relationship just melds with the angel and demon. We're enemies, we're friends, we're on opposite sides, we're on our side.
'Being Alive' is the conclusion of all that was learned from Bobby. The understanding of why some may marry or be in a relationship is cultivated in this one song. Each little supposed annoyance that is sung adds up into a consciousness of feeling like a real person, alive and happy. It's knowing someone is there for you and knowing you are there for them.
The way Aziraphale and Crowley are there for each other...well them pre-S2E6.
I will say, I don't think they openly admit that Company was their favorite. Aziraphale may say West Side Story since it's based on Romeo and Juliet, and Crowley may say A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Forum (long name I know) on the comedy alone. However, this musical would be the one they watch on multiple occasions together for reasons they don't want to say, and they don't need to.
TLDR; Company has to be Aziraphale and Crowley's Sondheim Musical. Someone please make an edit of them with Being Alive (Raúl Esparza version). I don't have the talent for that. PLEAAASE!
#sorry about my thesis#good omens#neil gaiman#good omens season 2#aziraphale#crowley#ineffable husbands#aziracrow#company musical#stephen sondheim#please listen to the 2007 cast recording#Raúl Esparza just eats up Being Alive
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Hi 👋 May I politely ask for the mario and luigi do secretly birthday for her younger sister,like today is her birthday,but mario and Luigi pretend not knowing is her birthday and give big surprise 🤭
I hope you can make kind long story for her birthday
- I'm loving these sibling requests
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Birthday Girl
Summary: The thing you hated most was people forgetting things, especially important things, and your brothers knew that, so they'd thought it'd make a good excuse to throw a surprise party.
Relationship: Platonic
Characters: Luigi & Mario
Warnings: angst??, fluff, surprises, fem reader
You wake up that morning in pure excitement. You could barely sleep the night before.
Your mom would always make you a nice breakfast and greet you with a, "There's my birthday girl!" It was by far your favorite day of the year.
Today seemed to be a bit off, though, that morning when you walked into the kitchen. You got the usual hellos and good mornings, not even your mom said anything special.
You didn't question it, though. You'd hate to be the one that ruins the vibe, but if you were being honest, you felt like you were going to cry.
You excused yourself from the table so you could start getting ready for school, it felt like you were overreacting but the thought of people changing the way things have been for years and forgetting such thinh hurt alot.
"I mean, it's weird, right? You guys don't think I'm overreacting?" You discussed with your friends that morning in your free period.
"I personally think it's sketchy, your family weirdly goes all out for birthdays."
"Yeah, your party last year was insane. Don't regret a thing, though." Your other friend chimed in, taking a swig of he coffee.
"My mom didn't even say anything."
Your friends sent you a blank stare, "You're joking."
You shook your head, "Nope, Mario and Luigi even took off work for these couple of days. They didn't say anything either."
"There's got to be something going on."
That was followed by you shrugging. At this point, you accept anything, even if it was just you going out that afternoon with your friends.
If your family did remember later on, you could pull a petty reality show moment on them or something.
After school ended that day, the three of you went out to go thrifting, then went to the local cupcake bakery. It was probably the only amount of cake you were going to get today.
Your friends sang you happy birthday, and then you all went to Party City to play around in kids' costumes and party supplies.
"You think mom and dad will let you guys stay over?"
"Yeah, I'd just have to call my parents."
"Same."
The three of you begin to make your way towards your apartment building, you had to admit that you were dreading to face your family again after them forgetting your birthday, but you hoped it was just a one time thing.
Your friends had their arms latched around yours with you walking in the middle. You could tell they were trying their best to bring your mood back up.
Truth was that they hated seeing you so bummed out, the day before you couldn't stop talking about how excited you were and wondering what breakfast you would get or cake design.
They wanted you to have the best birthday you could, forgetful family aside.
You all walk up to the door of your apartment, and one of your friends open the door for you guys with their free hand.
"Surprise!"
You let go of your friends' grasp, hands going straight to your mouth. Your mom comes up to you first, wrapping you in a warm hug,
"I thought you all forgot." You mutter out to her. "Oh, Tesoro, we're your family. We'd never do that to you." She planted a kiss on your forehead.
You felt tears threatening to spill out. You turned around to your friends to distract yourself from this, "We're you guys in on this?"
"A little," one of them said in a wincing tone, "We were bribed to distract you." The other laughed out.
Your brothers jumped up from behind you. Once you met them face to face, they were welcomed with a slap, "Jerks!"
"Ow!" Luigi let out, rubbing the spot where you hit, "Would you have rather us really forget?" Mario asked you with a diva like look on his face.
You crossed your arms and rolled your eyes along with it, "No."
"That's what I thought."
"Can we have cake now?" Your friend asked, you glanced over to your mom, "It's fine with me."
Later that night, you and your friends were cooped up in your room, organizing gifts your family had gotten you.
"Y/N?"
You hummed in reply,
"Can I be your sister-in-law?"
"Ew, what?"
"Oh my god, I think Mario is a catch." Your friend chimed in, adding a vintage tone to her voice as she put her hand to her forehead.
"Good because I think Luigi is the sweetest and a total dreamboat." The other said in the same vintage tone.
I LOVE WRITING SIBLING FANFICS ♡♡♡
You stuffed your face in your pillow, "My new birthday wish is for you guys not to marry my brothers."
#luigi nintendo#headcanon#luigi super mario#luigi#luigi x reader#super mario bros#the super mario bros movie#mario bros#mario x reader
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My Personal First Take On The Songs
If you want to know what runs thru my head on the first day of an album release, here you go. Don't hold it against me please.
A little hard on Matty at times, but the man is very flawed. Still love him, but seems he needs to continue to work on himself.
I only included things that I noticed that are not included in the few main people article.
This is also just some of me working things out in my head. Take it with a grain of salt. I work thru about 100 different interpretations of her songs before I settle on an interpretation.
Track 1: Fortnight
Nothing overly specific or notable. Potential connection to Matty showing up in NYC with Gabbriette in her backyard right after their break up.
Could also just be referencing the fact that he now lives mostly in the US it appears. Between LA and NYC most likely.
"I love you, but its ruining my life" could have also been something Matty said to her
Track 2: The Tortured Poets Dept
Honestly "Like a Tattooed Golden Retriever" is one of my favorite goofy lyrics on this album.
Context for non swifties: Her putting actual peoples names in a song is insanely rare. I can only recall a handful of times and its been years and years ago. Mentioning Lucy and Jack specifically is insane.
Track 3: My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys
"But you should have seen him when he first got me" All I can think of is Matty at most of the shows from his birthday 2023 till when they went public in Nashville. He was beaming almost every single night on stage. It was so fun to see.
Track 4: Down Bad
"Did you really beam me up. In a cloud of spring dust" Just to do experiments on me?" I am getting a mix of Matty's lab and kind of the Cava interview. Taylor maybe wondering if he she was just an experiment to him.
"I'll build you a fort on some planet. Where they can all understand it. How dare you think it's romantic, leaving me safe and stranded". Reference to Matty's fort. Taylor saying she could figure out a way where they could have their love and his fort and she could make people understand. Him instead leaving her stranded to "save her".
Track 5: So Long, London
Truly a song for London referencing mostly Joe. After multiple English boyfriends that never worked, she is done with the city.
Track 6: But Daddy I Love Him
"They slammed the door on my whole world. The one thing I wanted" She was finally happy and professed that before playing Question?. She was the happiest she had ever been and everything made sense and she made it known. But instead of being happy for her, they slammed the door in her face and ruined it.
"I'm having his baby, No I'm not, but you should see your faces" A very funny line, thats a little unusual for her. Trying to make a funnier album then BFIAFL?
"We came back when the heat died down. Went to my parents and they came around".
Referring to when they tried to date in 2014/2015? And then coming back around in 2023?
Or referencing when we assume they broke up in early July- then the rumors they were still trying to work something out after that.
Track 7: Fresh Out the Slammer
Confirmation that Matty and T were something prior to her and Joe being completely finished.
"Splintered back in winter, silent dinners, bitter". Winter of 2022?
"Camera Flashes, Welcome Bashes. Get the matches, toss the ashes off the ledge" - She was ready to go public and knew it would get negative attention. She was fine with burning it all down. Also a reference to the Lover House being burnt down during the Era's tour.
"Starting Line" reference
Track 8: Florida
Florida was the first Eras tour she did after her breakup with Joe was announced.
"And my friends all smell like weed or little babies" Such a good lyric. Typical late 20s, early 30s.
Track 9: Guilty as Sin
Backing track is almost identical to About You
"Downtown Lights" reference. Sent to her while she was still with Joe and "bored and caged". Around Jan/February 2023?
"I keep these longings locked, in lowercase inside a lock" - clue of some sort?
Track 10: Who's Afraid of Little Ole Me
To the press and the fans?
Track 11: I Can Fix Him
"They shake their heads saying god help her when I tell them he's my man" - funny line
Texas - Roadkill?
"His hands so calloused from his pistol, softly traces hearts on my face" Reference to his callouses from playing the guitar and his pistol being his songs?
Track 12: loml
Chicago secret song and her crying during "did I dodge a bullet or just lose the love of my life"
"Mr. Steal Your Girl" besides the pop culture reference, Matty's MO lately has been winning over taken women.
"You shit talked me under the table" ???? Who would this have been to?
*** addendum: he talked more shit then her. Like he could drink her under the table.... he shit talked her under the table*** THANK YOU
"I wish I could un-recall how we almost had it all" - A reference back to Me and You Together Song and About You
Track 13: I Can Do It With a Broken Heart
Chicago shows and beyond.
" I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday". Another funny line.
"I keep finding his things in drawers. Crucial evidence, I didn't imagine the whole thing" The Damn Beatles Shirt
"As the crowd was chanting More!" - as the crowd cheers for an overdose?
"Im so obsesses with him, but he avoids me like the plague" - The damn Beatles shirt.....
I do wonder if this is some sort of a slight to Matty for the fact that he does tend to be more emotional on stage, but especially after their breakup.....
Track 14: The Smallest Man
The sigh........
"They just ghosted you, now you know what it feels like" Oh Matty.....
When not in public with her he was stoned. Once he had her, he wasn't interested.
"Were you sent by someone who wanted me dead? Did you sleep with a gun underneath our bed? Were you writing a book? Were you a sleeper cell spy? In fifty years will all this be declassified?" Taylors confusion about if it was real or just a "bit". Flashback to Radio 1 and Matty confidently mentioning the possibility of it being a "bit". In his lab coat. Referencing back to her wondering if it was all an experiment.
"You'll slide into inboxes and slip through the bars" Matty's MO of finding random girls to date.
"You crashed my party and your rental car" Reference to him crashing his rental car in LA after returning from Malaysia. No idea why I find it so funny that she knew about this.
Is she referring to him crashing an actual party? Or just crashing her party of them getting a happy ever after?
"You said normal girls were boring, but you were gone by morning" Referencing that girls like Meredith, Ana and Charlotte were boring?
"You kicked out the stage lights, but you're still performing" - reference to the fact that no one can tell when he is performing or when he is being real. He's not on stage, but he's performing.
Track 15: The Alchemy
"The hospital was a drag" - The perceived psych hospital she was in after Matty?
"I haven't been around in so long, but I am making a comeback to where I below" Referencing dating an American again?
"He said its Heroin, but this time with an "e"" A wordplay used in multiple songs by emo/punk bands. ie: Boys Like Girls. Silverstein.
Track 16: Clara Bow:
Song mostly about Travis but layered with Matty/ 75 items
"Breath of fresh air thru the smoke rings" Travis verse Matty
"Stevie Nicks/ 75" "Half moonshine, a full eclipse" Reference back to Question? and "Half moon eyes/ big surprise"
"Beauty and the Beast"
"You look like Taylor Swift" "You've got edge she never did. The futures bright. Dazzling" Back to "The old Taylor can't come to the phone right now, because she's dead" and lead into Rep. Reference back to Bejeweled and "The Band"
The Black Dog:
The Black Dog - Bar in London
"When someone plays the Starting Line and you jump old. But she's too young to know this song, that was intertwined in the magic fabric of our dreaming." "Old habits die screaming" Matty returned to dating girls decently younger than him, who wouldn't know his references. Reminded of him mentioning how hard it finds it to relate to Gen Z anymore.
More references to him "acting" in real life.
"And remember, how my rain-soaked body was shaking" Most likely Referencing after the Nashville rain show or the Gillette rain show.
"Were you making fun of me with some esoteric joke?" Back to radio 1 and Matty saying is it real or is it all a bit?
"Now I want to sell my house and set fire to all my clothes" Burning down the lover house? New part or Era's tour? New outfits?
The other obvious connections of Matty having Mayhem.... A Black dog....
imgonnagetyouback: --- all lowercase
I am going to get you back, and I am going to get you back for hurting me double meaning
Into is almost identical to Looking for Somebody to Love
Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus:
"Hands in the hair of somebody in darkness, Named Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus and I just watched it happen". The fact Matty was out with all sorts of other people and she just watched
"And you saw my bones out with somebody new, who seemed like they would've bullied you in school and you just watched it happen" - The fact she was with Travis and he didn't do anything or say anything.
"I changed into goddesses, villains and fools. Changed plans and lovers and outfits and rules all to outrun my desertion of you. And you just watched it" - Taylor re-arranged her life for him. Broke all her own "rules" for him and he let her (all to ghost her in the end)
"If you want to tear my world apart, just say you've always wondered". When Matty and her re-connected he must have said he always wondered what they could be if they tried again, or something along those lines. Then he tore her world apart.
"And if you have some kids with an internet starlet, will that make your memory fade from this scarlet maroon" A throwback to Maroon being about Matty. A song she play over and over as her "secret song" for Era's.
"Will I always wonder" Because he ghosted and she never got closure.
Peter:
Throwback to Cardigan and the line "Peter losing Wendy"
"Lost to the Lost Boys chapter of your life. Forgive me, Peter, please know that I tried". He never did grow up. She was tired of waiting.
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Happy Birthday to an angel who has saved my life more times than i can count🪽💜☁️
so many times in my life i wanted to end it all & be done with existing in a seemingly never ending cycle of abuse and pain, but Kurt's words carried me through that pain & helped me turn it into something beautiful. he inspired me to pick up a guitar for the first time & i spent hours in my room all alone practicing until my fingers bled. i wanted to give up so many times but i successfully taught myself guitar. i turned to art and writing to express myself. Kurt somehow knew how to put all the thoughts and emotions i was feeling into words. til this day i've never known anyone else who could describe EXACTLY how i was feeling like he did. i've never been drawn to an artist like i am with kurt. there's so many weird coincidences & things i have in common with him. like bipolar disorder, being a heroin addict, having scoliosis, stomach pains & so much more. he just gets it. and it hurts so bad i'll never get to speak with him directly or thank him for all he's given me. i write to him in my journal because i can't talk to him in person. & i swear on everything there's been times where i feel like he's sending me signs through experiences or strange happenings. i could be totally insane or just a stupid daydreamer but regardless it gives me so much comfort to feel the familiarity that i associate with kurt. i'll never understand why such incredible ppl are always taken too soon. its almost like the ultimate punishment having such a deep connection with someone or having your life saved by a person who you can never speak to at least once in your life. i mourn kurt all the time. i've shed so many tears because it makes me so angry to know what he endured & how pure his soul was despite being surrounded by some of the most venomous, vile human beings to ever disgrace this earth. 1 of my favorite things about him was the fact that everyone thought he was a slacker but he worked harder than anybody. he deserved so much better than what this world gave him. i will celebrate him til the day i die. because if it weren't for him i would've died at 11yrs old. Happy Birthday KDC👼🏼🕯️🌸🪽✨
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