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kriegertops · 2 days

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This is a very long one:

I was going down a tumblr rabbit hole and came across and old Binoe page that had A LOT of Krashlyn content from 2019-late 2022. And I came away with a few observations:

1) Ali and Ash were deeply in love. The pics, videos, events, comments to each other, just their sheer history together is overwhelming, and they looked happy, affectionate and just in sync thruout. This idea that Ash was in an unhappy marriage is ridiculous. Bc nothing she ever posted indicated anything close to that.

2) The early Sloane months were adorable, and their captured family moments were so cute and loving. They absolutely doted on that child. She was the center of their world, and they documented so much of her cuteness, and it reminded me of how fun Ash was during this time, and I *briefly* remembered why I liked her back then.

3) I hadn’t realized that makeup artist Alex had been with them for so long- I thought she was new once they got to NY. But no- she was there on their wedding day and before. Also, forgot how close both A’s were to all the Gotham girls when they first got to the team, and how tight Midge was with the whole family.

4) I was reminded of how much soccer connected them, and how it dominated their lives.

I eventually had to stop scrolling bc I got sad seeing how they used to be.

So what in the heck happened?

1) I think Ash was not at all prepared for retirement. She didn’t really line anything up that would be sustainable employment, and not having that identity as an athlete was overwhelming. I’m guessing she had some mild/severe bouts of depression, and despite having an adorable family, she realized it wasn’t fulfilling her. That probably led her to be mean and resentful of Ali, which progressed into outright anger, and bc she’s at her core a narcissist, she blamed Ali for her own sorry situation.

2) there’s been so much talk of, how did Ali not know things were so bad? Well, after all those YEARS together, Ali probably assumed they would work it out. Even after ash moved out, she might have still had visions of repairing her family. Trust me, no mom willing concedes 50% of their time with their kids without a hard core fight. I think Ali was willing to do the work- she just couldn’t give it everything bc she was trying to f’ing retire.

3) those women had a TIGHT group of friends. For years, very formative years. Megan loved Ash. They were effusive abt their friendship. Reliving all their posts back and forth again signified how telling it is that almost NONE of their friend group publicly supported ash. National teammates, club teammates, outside soccer friends (makeup Alex), preschool families- they all gave her the heisman. They didn’t engage in SM, didn’t post pics, really just dumped her like a bad habit. Divorces happen in friend groups- it can be kinda awkward, but they’re grown adults who can make their own choices. And they all very clearly chose a side. And you wouldn’t do that as a friend unless what you saw was behavior so egregious and abhorrent that you couldn’t in good faith support it. And that’s exactly what happened. Ash recently posted something abt friends who chose her over optics, clearly indicating anger at those old friends. Her and Pinoe were at the same event this week, yet no public pics or any indication they interacted. I’m assuming they did, but in the past we’d see evidence of it. She goes on and on abt her new friend group, but it has to hurt a lot that she lost her old tribe. And people that know both her and Sophia- like a Glennon or Foudy, have given the couple no play at all.

4) While I have absolutely ZERO empathy for Ash, I do think she’s gotten herself into a situation that has lots of complications and might not end the way she expects. How do two self involved love bombers stay together once the newness wears off and they are in the mundane realities of everyday life? Ash has 17+ years left of raising kids. And once the kids are doing events and activities, she won’t be able to bail for a week at a time. And eventually she’s going to need to find work. Courts don’t like parents who don’t pull their weight. I think they got caught up in their infatuation, are bonded over their us vs them mentality right now, and once their feelings come back down to earth, it will be a different reality for them. I don’t really care- I don’t wish them any luck. I just think they have an uphill battle.

And my last musing after all this was about how much deep respect and awe I have for Ali. She was served a complete shit burger in the middle of her retirement season. When she should have been riding high, enjoying her last professional soccer games as a player, she was thrown into the worst chaos a person can be in. I will detest Ashlyn forever for putting her in this situation, and not having the maturity to wait it out with Sophia, and let her former wife have her moment. I think back to that Pinoe game where she and Sophia paraded around and my blood completely boils for Ali. I don’t know what happened between them, but the intentional cruelty and vindictiveness Ash showed is so disgusting, it defies logic. I am so thrilled that Ali has moved on, is thriving and has shed this dead weight from her being. I can’t imagine what she’s gone thru, but to see her unbothered and smiling now is just wonderful. I wish nothing but happy things for her!

Okay, I think that’s it! Thanks for reading my dissertation 🤣

Thank you for this anon!!! I appreciate the time you took to write this cause damn this is long😂🔥 I agree though with your thoughts on the situation and honestly the more we find out the more obvious it becomes that Ashlyn is nothing but a narcissistic cheater and Ali’s a warrior and queen who deserves happiness!

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muppetsnoopy · 9 months

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glowing <3

#i just got to my best friends house #she lives the next province so i dont get to see her much #she just broke up with her boyfriend of 6yrs and kicked him out of their apartment #so shes throwing a house re-warming party to like. reset the Vibes #and we sat on the couch and literally just talked for four hours straight #and i realized that we havent had a chance to do that uninhibited (ie. without our partners around) in like. years????#it was so good. girl love and friendship and connection is everything to me #and i came partially because i was worried abt her but she is THRIVING #shes replaced all of the stuff he took with pink things and it makes me sooo happy to see #the cherry blossom shower curtain and the rose pink dishes and the pink afghan and the blush pink sheets #that post thats like. you hang out with your friends and you go home with a little ball of warm golden light in your chest #yeah.#and we're just STARTING im here for FOUR WHOLE DAYS #im sooo excited #anyway. i hope youre all doing well and feeling loved. i love you #molly speaks #long tags

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astrophileblogs07 · 2 months

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Astro Observations pt.21

Back with some very random Astro observations 😁

⚫ Saturn aspecting the 7th house actually can dislike 9 to 5 jobs or corporate office jobs. They are better with freelancing. Its coz they can't take orders. Sorry not sorry. 💀(Ig that's a Saturn 7H thing 😆)

⚫ An interesting thing I observed: Among two siblings, the elder one has Leo rising which means Scorpio 4H and the younger one has Scorpio moon. And their Mom is a Scorpio moon too. She's a nice lady though but is such a control freak. (I know I am one too, but like when I met her the second time that "controlling" vibe just hit me like a big yellow school bus 🚌😭😭). That was so funny lol😂. -All the more her birthdate is a single digit 1.(these people are the alpha type, always lead and never follow and hence are dominating, one to have the last say) which is cherry on top. -She is fiercely protective of her kids. Can't emphasize enough on "fierce" part. Very strict. Rules are to be followed very religiously. {She can't stand any one of them doing anything without her knowledge. She even monitors whom they interact with what they do on their mobiles etc.(from what I suspect)} (obv Scorpio moon mom traits) (sometimes Leo moon moms too){nothing unhealthy here, just Mom's way of showing they care 😂}

⚫Saturn and Workout: -Workout 🏋️‍♀️requires CONSISTENCY. Saturn LOVES consistency. -In fact the best remedy for Saturn is sweating. JUST SWEAT by hard work. No matter what it maybe: workout, walking, jobs, cardio, sports etc. 🤸‍♀️🚴‍♀️🏋️‍♀️

⚫ Whilst on the topic of Saturn, people who follow a time table for literally everything the planet doesn't harm them much during its Dasha (even if its your worst one). I mean obviously you played by the rules 🤷‍♀️

⚫ Magha is the only nakshatra for which you don't need in depth compatibility match. They get along with everyone.

⚫Scorpio Venuses/8H Venuses are paranoid. They notice and suspect everything (sometimes things which are not there/imaginary). (For eg, me, who thinks that someone is peeping thru my curtains even when nobody is there and all my curtains cover my windows properly. 🤣).

⚫Also as a basic Scorpio Venus behavior: while writing chats/texting, I always think- "what if someone else reads it?"..so I just don't give much details in texts. (Gosh, sometimes I think somethings wrong with me 😭😭)

⚫The proven way to hurt a Leo moon: compare them with any other person and tell them that the person is wayy better in a certain thing esp if it's a triat that the Leo is proud of. 🤣 (P.S don't do that, its mean and the Leo will hunt you, which you don't want 😀.)

⚫Why do Aries moon men have a bunch of good friends for life and Aries moon women struggle with having at least one good genuine female friend for life? (I'm jealous)

⚫ Maybe its becoz they get along more with guys than gals so the girls are jealous of them...so hence no good female friends. 😢🤡 Aries moons are the best-est people for friendships you'll ever get.

⚫ People born on a Saturday look melancholic.

⚫ You can NEVER mislead a Leo rising. They study litreally everything: what you say what you do, and why you do so. Similar to Scorpios

⚫If you see a person having graceful and "royal" way of walking or behaving, they're are sure shot to have a Magha Ascendant.

⚫Connecting the dots here: as I said in one of my previous posts that Maghas get framed even when they have done nothing, what I interpreted is that Maghas are actually the definition of royalty. They literally have that ✨grace✨, that kinda magnanimous personality and similar struggles to a monarch. Totally King/Queen typa energy here. So with that, the usual consequences in a Kingdom is conspiracy against the king, which the Maghas face. (Enough with Maghas ig, started observing them recently so..✌🏻💀)

That's it for today, until next time! (like,comment and reblog loveliesss❤❤😘)

#astro observations #astro notes #astroblr #astrology #astrology community #astrology tumblr #astrology observations #astrology notes #natal chart #astro community

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animatedglittergraphics-n-more · 4 months

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RIP, AIM: Remembering how we used to talk on the internet

A eulogy for AOL Instant Messenger, and how it changed the way we talk about games and everything else By Luke Winkie published December 15, 2017

Do you remember all the souls you've lost to the internet? Those incidental friendships, forged in IRC clients, Newgrounds forums, 40-man Ragnaros wipes, scattered across the globe when the web was young? They came into your life and played Fall Out Boy over Ventrilo. They came into your life and disappeared forever. Do you remember when snapping a selfie required a frustrating tangle of mechanical coercion, but it was worth it to show them your face? When real-life names were rarefied information shared exclusively through digital blood pacts? AIM shut down today, and the only thing I can think about is how all of those people still exist somewhere, perhaps exploring the same pit in their stomach that I am.

AIM belongs to all of us. As a pioneering force of internet communication, anyone born in the early '90s or late '80s has spent some time on the platform. As a 26-year old, I'm crucially aware that my appreciation for the prodigal instant messenger is colored by a nostalgia that has nothing to do with the service itself. It was simply the medium of choice to grouse about homework, The Decemberists, girls I liked, and the rest of my random bullshit.

But I do believe that there's a special union between AIM and people who grew up playing games, or at least came of age on the internet with people who played games. The early millennium revolutions in online multiplayer pitted us together and asked us to collaborate, so of course we carried those early internet accords to their logical extremes—talking all night in lonely chat boxes about what's cool, what sucks, and how easy it is to relate. In 2017, the web feels less like something I approach for those connections, and more like an overwhelming ennui that I'm constantly trying to outrun. Boston's Kyle Seeley nailed that feeling perfectly with 2015's Emily is Away, and this year's sequel Emily is Away Too—both of which transport you back to the spongy leather office chairs of your parents' computer room.

"AIM was primarily for one-on-one conversations between teenagers. That's how I used AIM, to have a very intimate conversation with another person. Now we have texting and Facebook messenger, but you can use those wherever you are," he says. "You can use those at a concert or while driving. But when you were using AIM, you were sitting down at a computer to talk to people. You had their undivided attention."

Emily is Away tributes AIM in the only way anyone can—spinning a yarn of disentranced high-school drama that eventually mounts into something deeply sad. The way Seeley presents an old Windows XP desktop, with the hilariously temperamental tastes of your idiot friends revealing themselves in their bios and away messages (until one day they stop logging on entirely) is immediately resonant. We've all had our Emilys. "When you have a conversation on the phone, you spend 10 minutes making small talk," says Seeley. "On AIM you talk to someone for hours. Like eight hours, 10 hours straight. You get all the small talk out of the way in the first hour, and then you're talking about these big teenager questions. Who am I? Who do I want to be? I think AIM was really good at that."

It was always difficult for me to articulate the intimacy I felt with my internet friends to my parents. There were the obvious, mechanical mistranslations; I begged my mother for early exits from countless family dinners that consistently managed to interfere with my guild's crucial Molten Core attempts. But beyond that, there was a certain shame in feeling loved and valued by people I only knew by username. A latent fear that those who did not understand might consider that affection to be false, or even sinister. That's different now, as social media has flattened out our offline/online dichotomy, but if you were on AIM, you probably remember how once upon a time those bonds felt illegal.

Years ago Nina Freeman, level designer at Fullbright and one of the foremost thinkers on love and technology, launched a flat-out covert campaign to get close with one of those friends. She spent months locked in the holy matrimony of Final Fantasy XI and nightly AIM treatises with a boy named Glenn from New York City. Eventually they met, but not before Freeman satisfied her aunt, (who she was staying with) with a fabricated narrative—Glenn was no longer a dude from the internet, now he was just an old family friend who happened to move east. "I was still in high school," says Freeman. "We made up that whole story."

That secrecy is immediately familiar to me. AIM was surreptitious, clandestine. A service that belonged to teenagers, sequestered from leering ears and concerned authority figures. As Freeman notes, a screen name was one of the few commodities a young person could fully own. A domain, an aesthetic, a communication channel you could control. It was rare to feel fully untethered from your parents, so you guarded that sliver of liberty with your life.

"I wouldn't hand out [my username] lightly," explains Freeman. "I'd only really do it with people I felt close enough with. It seems sort intimate. It was a 'thing' to add someone on AIM. The expectation would be that if we're adding each other, we're going to chat regularly.… It had a weight to it."

Cecilia D'Anastasio, senior reporter at Kotaku (and a friend of mine) went a step further. As an 11-year-old, she was already griefing in the multiplayer Flash games she shared with her friends over AIM. I don't think anything sums up the juvenile euphoria of instant messaging quite like using that power to cheat in stakes-free freeware.

"One of the Flash games I discovered was basically Pictionary, but online and with a chat room. One player would etch out an image in a Microsoft Paint-like interface while the chat would dutifully guess at what it could possibly be. It was very wholesome," says D'Anastasio. "That's why my friend June and I were passionate about cheating. We'd join a game on the same team. Over AIM, we'd tell each other what we were assigned to draw, instructing whoever was guessing to wait a solid ten seconds before revealing the answer. It was a riot. We always won."

Over the past decade or so AIM has slowly been replaced with services that de-emphasize traditional internet patois. Gchat and Twitter are all full of real names and faces instead of coded handles and custom-colored text, and logging in to most platforms scarcely takes more than a click on a Facebook icon. For the most part, this is a good thing. Anonymity is one of the scourges of online culture—a de facto institution that continues to cause a lot of people pain. Personally though, I can't help but feel like we've lost something along the way. There was a certain sublimity in typing from behind the guise of a username. It gave way to a feeling that your AIM conversations existed in some sort of permissive, alternative reality, the ideal spot to work up the nerve for swollen 3 am confessions. In 2017 there is no such thing as "IRL" anymore; your internet presence is permanently married to your day-to-day existence. Everyone on earth spends their waking hours waging wars and making peace with strangers they will never meet. It is overwhelming and insoluble, and there are moments where I wish I could get outside again.

I'm not the only person that feels this way, and there are some people working to restore the parts of the mid-aughts internet that worked. When I interviewed Jason Citron, CEO of Discord, earlier this year, he affirmed a deep appreciation for AIM, and believed that perhaps the online infrastructure might soon swing back in that direction. "When you zoom out and think about the internet and how communication is trending, there's definitely a trend to more live experiences," he said. "The internet has done so much to connect people asynchronously, so I think there's something more macro happening that Discord is taking part in. It's like we're bringing it back to how it used to be."

He's right. One of the things that's made Discord successful is how separated it feels from the rest of the internet. When you join an ultra-specific channel—for niche Hearthstone formats or fan-favorite Persona characters—it's like you're uncovering a league of obsessives that are ready to welcome you with open arms. The true solidarity of dorkiness. It's funny, but by holding back on cosmopolitan design choices (like Facebook integration or a required photo-reel), Cintron stumbled into a scheme that evokes the furtive splendor that made AIM special. This is something Nina Freeman found when she started up a Discord channel to support her growing Twitch following. "It quickly became a community, and now I have a bunch of newer online friends. I'm already cracking up at myself as I'm wondering what they look like, or what they do in real life," says Freeman. "It definitely has a similar appeal."

If Discord doesn't quite meet your personal instant messaging standards, Citron tells me that, if enough people in the community request it, he'd consider implementing the low-res AIM chimes into the service. You know, door creak, door slam, those disruptive MIDI twinkles. "To this day, that sound still triggers my desire to hop online," he says.

Kyle Seeley is doing something similar. Yesterday he released a piece of DLC for Emily is Away Too that reskins Steam Chat to look exactly like AIM circa 2006. He spared no expense; you can change your text color, drop in vintage, blocky emoticons, and create your own custom profile so you can tell the world that Warped Tour will never die. "It's a farewell to AIM," he says. As one gaming's foremost nostalgia artists, it'd be wrong if he didn't say goodbye.

Now the AIM generation is old enough to both intellectualize their wistfulness, and use the lessons they learned from the service to create for the today's teenagers. To facilitate affection and respect on the internet, to show them what it looks like. We were the first to taste love on the web, at a time when those feelings had no context or guidance, and I hope that AIM helped create a baseline for young people and the midnight communion with those across the screen. The liberation that comes with knowing that the internet friendships you cherish are just as valid and wonderful as you think they are—these stories matter, because they help light that path. Lord knows I needed it, and I'm sure you did too.

Luke Winkie

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Luke Winkie is a freelance journalist and contributor to many publications, including PC Gamer, The New York Times, Gawker, Slate, and Mel Magazine. In between bouts of writing about Hearthstone, World of Warcraft and Twitch culture here on PC Gamer, Luke also publishes the newsletter On Posting. As a self-described "chronic poster," Luke has "spent hours deep-scrolling through surreptitious Likes tabs to uncover the root of intra-publication beef and broken down quote-tweet animosity like it’s Super Bowl tape." When he graduated from journalism school, he had no idea how bad it was going to get.

#rip aim #aim #aol instant messeging #old web #techcore #aim eulogy #webcore

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eddiesghxst · 5 months

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crying bc i take a human geography class and apparently these people have a group chat with other friends and were talking and my name was mentioned bc i have connections to what they were discussing BUT a guy in the class goes “that’s my girl” when my name was mentioned bc i’m good friends w him

and a girl in said class said wtf

and later on he said “mine”

i have ZERO attraction to him because we’re friends and all and he’s (not attractive sorry) but i just need loser eddie to say that

mine mine mine

DHDNDJD IM SORRY THE NOT ATTRACTIVE ACTUAKLY SENT ME ROLLING BESTIE UR SO REAL FOR THAT

OKAY BUT now i’m thinking about eddie who’s in your history class and god that class is so fucking boring, so one day you find yourself just casually talking to eddie about literally everything under the sun.

which is fucking weird, eddie thinks, because you’re one of those people who’s not exactly popular but you mingle with the popular groups and that’s enough to get you just about anywhere you need to be in hawkins. so yeah it’s fucking weird that you and eddie have this super cool super nice super freaky friendship thing going on, but eddie can’t find a reason to care because he’s been crushing on you for years now.

and then one day during lunch you pass by eddie’s table with your little popular group of friends and you wave with a cute litte “hi eddie!” that has eddie practically seeing stars, but he acts all cool and waves as he says hi back. and the hellfire gang is looking at eddie like ??? what the fuck was that???

and gareth’s like “since when did you two become… friends?” and eddie just shrugs all cocky and cool like his heart isn’t racing, “what do you mean? that’s my girl.” and the gang goes ballistic.

but eddie won’t give those shitheads any details because well… there isn’t much detail to give aside from the casual friends you’ve become, but then eddie’s thrown in for a loop when he gets to history class later and you turn to him and you’re like, “so… i’m your girl, huh?”

and eddie is just waiting for the floor to open up and swallow him whole because oh my fucking god you were not supposed to hear that!

but then you shrug and you’re like “here i thought i would at least get a few dates in first.” and eddie’s looking at you like you’re a fucking alien because there’s no way you just hinted at wanting a date with him. and then you’re like “…now is when you ask me out on a date, eddie.” “oh! oh, fuck, yeah, i mean— wait, are you serious?” “yes, ed—” “holy shit— okay um… would you like to um…go on a date sometime?�� and you smile all pretty like you always do and nod, “i’d love to.”

and god, the boys of hellfire practically lose their minds when you start sitting with them a few weeks later because how in the hell is eddie munson dating you?!

#hrrrrrrr i need him desperately #loser eddie acting like he gets all the bitches #when he in fact does not because you quite literally grabbed him by the collar and said ‘this one’s mine!’#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson #drabble #rachie’s moots 🫧

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gadriezmannsgirl · 1 year

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Dating Pedri González Would Include...

Dating this guy is being in a roller coaster, in a good way

You met him on a clothing shop, casually walking with your girl friend when he walked behind you and tripped causing him to step on your back heel pulling your shoe out.

"Puta madre, joder, I'm so sorry"

"...They were white"

"I'll buy you new ones"

"Nah, don't worry. I'll just give them a wash and all good"

The moment you smiled at him and not yelled at his face for his mistake, he fell for you.

You knew who he was but you also knew he was just another normal human being who was really good playing your favorite sport and outside the pitch he was just Pedro.

But still commented he should always be careful, look around and not only on the pitch with a smile on

"You know me?" He asked as you laughed lightly

"But you're also funny" You laughed "Kind of forgot who you are?" He shook his head still amazed by you

"Pedro González" He shyly said as you smiled

"Y/N Y/L/N" And with that you left

He searched up for you everywhere.

TikTok, Twitter, Instagram... You name it, he searched for you and he found you.

@ pedri asked to follow you

You smiled and accepted him

And ever since that day, he texted you daily, he found ways to connect with you, a friendship was born and later on, your relationship.

The amount of love this man has for you it's not countable.

He often uses Lightyear's phrase when you ask him how much he loves you: To the infinity and beyond

He's just deeply in love with you.

Talked about you to his parents.

And when you finally met them they instantly loved you. Rosy was happy she got you as the daughter she never had. And Fernando was happy his son was happy and in good hands.

Going to his matches with the 8 on your back, supporting him.

Having inside home dates and them being the best ones ever.

He L-O-V-E-S spoiling you.

He would gift you a bracelette with P.G8 in your three months anniversary, since that day you've never taken it off.

You on the other hand give him a black bracelette too with your initial and a football ball. He only takes it off when he plays.

Your parents love him and he loves them.

Whlist driving he would definitely have his hands with yours or on your thigh

Singing at the top of your lungs while he drives. Also being the DJ, often playing Quevedo, Rosalía and Taylor Swift

Car rides towards nowhere, just driving the two of you during midnight for late night McDonald's or the ones where you go to the beach or a little 2 days vacation.

Talking about driving.

He would and would not like to teach you how to drive.

He would because you look absolutely gorgeous in, with and doing everything. And he also would want you to drive him around sometimes. And he wouldn't because he loves driving you around and also he's afraid for the three of your lives. Your, his and his cars.

Either way, after lots of begging, he would accept.

Teaching you should be both a really good and bad memory together, laughing, spending good time with each other and at the same time he's shitting himself for both of your lives

"LOOK AT THE ROAD!" "I'M LOOKING!"

Fights like every other couple, but you both eventually calm down for a while and fix the problem.

He can get jealous, if he's feeling intimidated. Quickly showing everyone, who you belonged to. But he trusts you with his life.

You trust him too, but get jealous as well and mostly when there are some girls who ignore your existence and just shamessly flirt with him.

You can't believe their audacity.

You also know he doesn't have eyes for any other girl but you. He has let you know that and doesn't mind reminding you who he belongs to sometimes.

With sweet words, acts and you know...

He lives for making you happy.

"Pap-I mean... Pepi"

"Y/N"

You are best friends and lovers at the same time.

Everyone loves your relationship.

INSIDE JOKES

You could be out with the team or family

When Fer (mostly) says something and it reminds you both to something, expect you both crying in laughter and face fully red not being able to explain yourselves.

Fer hates when that happens but secretly he loves the fact his brother found his person.

His hand is in yours all the time.

He just loves grabbing your hand in his. Playing with your fingers calms him down.

Meanwhile you, play with his ring to calm yourself down.

You also love leaning into his chest, it's just so big, perfect and strong that you wanna lay there for the rest of your lives.

He would try and help you with homework but the second he saw the amount of calculations, laws and unknown words he got up.

"You get into it, I'll make you some food amd cheer for you"

He would share his food with you, surprising everyone in his house. Especially Fer

You looked at his plate and pocked his bicep a few times making him look at you "¿Qué pasa?" "Your chips look better than mine, can I have one?" He smiled kissing you softly "Las que quieras, bonita" He grabbed two "Venga, here comes the airplane"

When Fer tried it wasn't the same result tho

"Heyheyhey, what do you think you're doing?" "Grabbing a chip?" "No"

You would be the type of private but not secret couple.

Definitely being seen around sometimes, mostly in his car.

But no one knew your private life since all of your social medias were private.

His true fans, love you and love the fact you make their golden boy happy.

The guys teasing him as they see Pedri being whipped.

But they were happy for him that he found you.

He's happy that he found you. And he wants to have you by his side forever.

And you want him forever too.

Who knew a stranger in a clothing shop who pulled your shoe out would end up being the love of your life?

Expect a relationship full of love, laughs and joy.

So, like I said in the beggining. Dating Pedri is to put roller coaster mode on, in the best way possible.

°°° °°° °°° °°°

Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld

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northrnfool · 7 months

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Here’s my take on Lokius, because I’m seeing a lot of posts with people saying they just see friendship there.

You’re pointing out a key ingredient in a good love story: it is a friendship at it’s core. As my girl Scully once said on The X Files, “Well, it seems to me that the best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is... suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.”

A real love story is about connection, trust, reliability, communication, bringing out the best in the other person. And Loki and Mobius tick every one of those boxes off. Also, the chemistry is off the charts, so that definitely helps.

When I look back on Loki’s history, on his relationships (and he’s probably the only character in Marvel that I’ve cared about through the whole MCU run), he’s never had someone who is capable of keeping a cool head around him, of consistently not falling for his tricks, who’s seen his entire life and has compassion for him, who not only doesn’t see him as a villain but actually sees the best he’s capable of. Who is capable of actually building trust with Loki - TRUST! Loki actually trusting someone and being trustworthy back! Someone who can calm Loki down with a touch (a lot of touching, actually. Wow) and a few words. Who is willing to put his own life on the line because he believes in Loki. To sum up, Mobius is everything that Loki needs in a partner. And Loki, in return, brings the spark, the push to find the truth, the desire to actually live, to Mobius.

Even going back to a comment I made a few days ago: On Our Flag Means Death, Stede asks Mary what it feels like to be in love and she says, “It's just like breathing. He understands my idiosyncrasies. We expose each other to new things, new ideas. And we laugh a lot. We just pass the time so well. I'd call those things love.” I see all of that in their relationship.

So… yeah…. I very much doubt Marvel will make them canon, but I really don’t care. There’s a beautiful love story there, no matter what.

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In The End

Pairing: Suna Rintarou x Reader Word Count: 3.2k Genre: Light Angst, Fluff Summary: You've fallen in love and out of love more times than you could count, but after 16 years of knowing him... you're not sure how it'll be in the end.

Your furthest back memory, Suna Rintarou was there. You genuinely can’t imagine your life without him. Can’t remember your life without him either.

You two weren’t always friends. Maybe you started that way—what five-year-old doesn’t want to be friends with everyone. At least at first. The initial friendship probably lasted for a week. Right up until he smacked you in the face with a volleyball and refused to apologize when you were crying.

Maybe you’d even had a tiny little crush on the energetic boy before. But after that? Then you hated him.

That hate did not fade easily.

Your life was full of crossing paths with Rintarou in the upcoming years. Passing comments and glares sent for reasons neither of you could remember. Grudges held at outings where your parents conversed with each other. You kept it civil, not worth the effort.

Luck had you both in mind when it stuck you on the same bus as him the last year of primary school. Now whether you consider that good luck or back luck—that’s up to how you want to look at it.

12 year old you had forgotten why you hated him. But you surely took notice of how attractive he’d gotten.

He was still lanky and awkward but he had way more confidence than he had business having. He’d calmed down since you’d first met him, no longer overly energetic but instead quieter and more discreet comments whispered to friends under his breath and snickered laughter.

You’d hated him for a different reason then. He didn’t go to your school then, but the stories you’d overhear about the girls were enough to make you curl up in your seat. You couldn’t decide if you hated him or yourself more. Yourself because he was Suna Rintarou. The boy you’d hated for as long as you could remember. The boy you could now remember (and admit to) having a crush on before you hated him. The boy who you unfortunately might be liking again. Especially with the way he occasionally dragged you into his conversations with a teasing tone, like he knew it bothered you.

You thought you’d be free of him the next year when you were off to middle school. New school, new bus route. But as luck would have it. Who slid into the seat next to you but the one and only Suna Rintarou.

“So, looks like it’s you and me again, huh?”

It was only a small comment, but it led to the most civil conversation the two of you had had in years. Small chats catching up with each other about interests and how sports went, what you’d quit and what you’d stuck with. Rintarou sitting next to you on the bus went from looking for anyone familiar to sit next to, to purposefully choosing to sit next to him.

Your little hate crush on him stopped somewhere along the way. You found comfort in the way the two of you non-stop bickered. The mutual bullying that was never taken too far or to heart.

That little connection with him that formed only grew stronger as the time in middle school went on. You both gossiped about the newest business in your separate classes and who was dating who and which girl was throwing herself at him that week. He chastised you about your choices in friends when he thought they were bad influences. Sometimes the overprotective routine got on your nerves and you would sit next to him on your bus ride only to purposefully ignore him the whole time.

Your bus rides when you weren’t giving him the silent treatment were just constant chatter though. Anything under the sun. Everything that came to mind. At school was the opposite though. Both of you fond of pretending to not be as close as you were when you went about your shared school, doing your own things. It wasn’t like you purposefully ignored each other, or you’d like to think that, but your friends and his friends never got along.

Your nights were texting back and forth, you ignoring that you needed to sleep as he stayed up playing games online and shooting you texts in between rounds. It was amazing, actually, that it took you as long as it did to figure out that you liked him again. Right about the end of middle school when you were getting one last break from school before going off to high school.

High school… when he left.

You’d discussed both of your intents to follow the route most of the middle school was taking and going to the local high school. He didn’t tell you his change of plans. You’d overheard his friends bragging and patting him on the back.

Suna Rintarou, personally recruited to go to Hyogo and attend Inarizaki High.

You were happy for him. He got to play volleyball at an amazing school. It was his dream. You were just upset he hadn’t told you. Upset he was leaving. …leaving before you could confess to him, come clean to him.

So you decided to. The two of your families had gone out together, one last outing before he went off for high school. And you’d spent the whole time attached to him, waiting for the time to tell him. And then you both watched the sunset together. And you decided it had to be then.

“Y/n, I love you.” That’s what he’d said, left a beat for you to process it, time enough for your heart to triple its speed and for you to open your mouth to reply. To reciprocate. You never got it out. “You’re like a sister to me and I’ll miss you. So keep in touch okay?”

Your heart had never broken so fast and completely. You squeezed out your agreement through your faked smile. You resolved that this crush of yours would follow you to the grave.

That was dramatic, of course, the first year without him wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. The two of you tried to text every day at first. Then every other day. It was down to maybe once a week. There were other distractions in high school. Studies to focus on. Other people to crush on. Crushes that went places.

Your second year of high school and it was even less. Maybe you both would check in once a month. Most of your knowledge about each others’ lives though, came from posts made online. By each other, by old classmates. Even when he came home to visit, the two of you rarely saw each other.

The only interaction came from a single week. A single week in summer when he was visiting. And a single night, a terrible night where through blurry eyes you’d sent a screenshot to the wrong contact.

Aiming to send the picture, a screenshot of a nasty message from someone you’d considered incredibly close, to your best friend and misclicking, hitting Rintarou’s name instead of hers. You hadn’t even noticed either, not until your phone had started to ring.

“Who the fuck is that?” You didn’t think that you’d heard him that angry since a boy stepping out of line with you in middle school.

“I-I’m so-sorry. I didn’t mean to send that to you.” You were sobbing, walking in circles outside in the dark, trying to not let your family know you were distressed.

“I don’t care, talk to me.” And he listened, listened as you cried and recounted all the times you thought you were close to that person, confessed that you’d even thought you’d liked the person and that they’d liked you back. Listened to your heart break over a boy who wasn’t him, a boy who’d said unspeakable things to you. And when the call ended he’d told you. “I don’t care if it’s the middle of the night, if you need me, come here.”

You didn’t take him up on it. Not at first. But when your best friend had gotten the news, her volatile reaction had only sent you into more tears. You’d shown up at his front door, at midnight, still sobbing.

His sister had opened the door and you’d not even gotten to say a word to explain before he was getting up to get you. You’d heard him say a quick goodbye to someone on the phone before pocketing it, seen him turn off his game system and get up without a word. His shoes were on before he said anything, taking you by the shoulders and directing you back outside. “Let’s go for a walk.”

He’d spent hours outside with you, talking to you, making you laugh. He didn’t leave you alone until you felt better. Until your tears stopped and the boy’s number was deleted from your phone. You’d learned later that it was his current girlfriend he’d hung up on.

That night stayed with you always. But you barely talked to Rintarou after that. The rest of high school blurring as you two kept in contact even less. But he stayed in your mind as the boy you’d always be able to call if you needed him to help you, no matter how much time had passed.

It was college now, you’d taken a year after high school to work, to save up the money to go where you wanted to. It was purely coincidence, once again luck had you both in mind when you ended up at the same college as none other than Suna Rintarou.

It was like nothing had changed. Maybe it had. You were both closer, after being apart for so long, it was like making up lost time. After growing up it was like being able to finally come clean.

You admitted to crushing on him as a kid before he hit you in the face. He admitted that he’d actually crushed on you right after, when you were adamant that you were hating him.

He admitted to crushing on you when middle school had started. And you’d admitted to your crush at the end of it. Confessed how heartbroken you’d been at his proclamation that you’d been like a sister. And he’d laughed and confessed that he’d meant to leave it at “I love you” but had panicked at the last second.

Which meant he’d started high school thinking he’d loved you. The same way you’d started high school thinking you’d loved him.

That one had taken some time to process. Quiet minutes stretched between the two of you as you realized you’d had a chance to date and had missed it. The awkward silence had quickly been broken by laughter as you both agreed you’d grown up and out of it. Agreeing that friends had always been what suited the two of you best.

You’d both agreed. Three years ago the two of you had agreed. So you truly truly hated where you were now. Three years from that agreement. College graduation coming up. In love with Suna Rintarou. Again.

He looked… staggeringly handsome, fucking perfect in his suit for graduation. For the slob he tended to be, he cleaned up nice. Amazing actually. His hair wasn’t out of place like usual, it was clean and it was shiny. His smile was nearly sparkling as he greeted everyone happily. His suit was perfectly tailored to him too. A signing bonus from his new team. He was beautiful. And you were absolutely drooling. And absolutely hating it.

It felt like the end of middle school all over again. You were stuck crushing on Suna Rintarou and he was getting ready to leave, to go off.

It was like you were watching the future play by in slow motion. The same thing happening that had happened before. It felt kinda twisted if you were honest. Only seeing each other in three year bursts. Age five to eight, spent hating each other. Four years apart. Age twelve to fifteen, spent stuck in a space in between love and hate. Four years apart. Age nineteen to twenty-one spent thick as thieves, never one day apart.

You wondered… would you find your way back after another four years? When you were twenty-five? Were you doomed to spend it on repeat, losing him over and over again. Hating him and then loving him. A cycle you seemed too familiar with. Would you-

“Hey, why d’ya look so glum.” Rintarou chuckled, leaning against the wall next to you, looking out at the party that was happening now. You stayed quiet, shaking your head, trying not to look at him. He’d lost his jacket, had undid a few buttons at the top of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves and you were sure the alcohol in your system would take hold of your mouth if you were to look at him. “C’mon, y/n, you didn’t look like you enjoyed the ceremony at all. It’s a happy day.” He nudged your side with his elbow and you could hear the smile in his voice, it tugged on the corners of your own lips.

“I’m okay, Rin.” You replied quietly, lifting your head but still not turning back to him. “Just been thinking about how much I’m going to miss you when you’re gone.”

“Oh.” It was like the air around both of you suddenly got sucked out. The space around you thinning out and quieting down. “We’re still going to talk, you know.” He nudged you again, softer than the last time. He was trying to be playful but you could feel the strain in his movements.

“I know.” You swallowed down what you wanted to finish it with… but for how long? Would it be like when high school started, where you slowly stopped speaking as time went on. You didn’t want it to be. But if it was what he wanted then what could you- Rintarou’s hand appeared in front of your face and interrupted your thoughts. “What are you doing?”

“Pinky promise.” He chuckled as he could see the side of your face crinkle up in confusion. “C’mon, I know you still find them sacred.” You chuckled softly, nodding in confirmation. “So pinky promise, you’ll stay in touch.”

You smiled a little more, linking your pinky with his. “We’ll keep in touch Rin.” You sighed and leaned against him, a position of comfort for the two of you that had become all too normal over the last few years. “Maybe you can stop by whenever you come home, I’ll always make some time for you.”

“Yeah.” He chuckled, but it felt disconnected, like there was no heart behind it, and it was followed by a long silence. Tension pulling between the two of you as it sunk in that it was over. That like before, life was pulling the two of you apart. Neither of you spoke, leaning against each other, against the wall, watching others from your year celebrating. Quiet amongst the chaos of it all.

You weren’t sure how long the two of you sat quietly, it felt like hours as the silence stretched between the two of you. In reality, it was probably no more than two minutes.

“You know what, no.” Rintarou’s sudden declaration took you by surprise and you lifted your head up from his shoulder. “I don’t want you to make time for me.” You were suddenly aware that his pinky was still locked with yours and you dropped it your chest tightening as he kept speaking. “I don’t wanna stop by whenever I’m back in town.” It was like your whole world was crashing around you, heart being pulled out of your chest as you disconnected your body from his.

“What?” Your voice caught in your throat as you processed what had just been said.

“Y/n, I don’t wanna stay in touch.”

“Oh. Right, okay.” You took a deep breath, feeling water pool along the bottom of your eyes as you stepped away from him. You could feel your body trembling as you did, the weight of his words crumbling your composure. There wouldn’t be another bout of three years for the two of you in the future. This was it. “I’m sorry, I should go.”

“Wait, would you.” Rintarou grabbed your hand as you tried to step away, preventing you from leaving and finally forcing you to turn to face him. He looked stressed out, like he was internally struggling to say what he was about to. To, no doubt, break your heart more.

“Suna I-”

“God, don’t call me that, y/n.” He groaned and ran his free hand over his face. “I don’t want you to keep in touch.”

“You said that alrea-”

“Shut up please.” Rintarou interrupted again. “Keeping in touch means calls once a week, then a month, then maybe just texting. It means maybe we’ll see each other once a year and catch up and you’ll tell me all about the wonderful boyfriend you’ll get who will turn into your husband one day, and we’ll catch up on our town’s gossip and what our college friends have been up to. And I’ll tell you about my newest girlfriend. It’ll always be a new one too, it’ll never go anywhere. Cause whoever she is… she’ll never be you.” You froze, it was like lead filled up your bones, refusing to function, waiting for him to keep talking. He breathed in deeply and you could feel his hand shaking as it gripped your wrist. “If we’re keeping in touch, it means that once again, I let you go and I can’t do that.”

“Rintarou.” You muttered, staring at him, keeping the eye contact he was making. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that I loved you when I was six years old. I loved you when I was fourteen. I love you now, y/n. I know we said that stupid thing about just being friends but I can’t do that. And god I know this is so selfish but I love you, I’ve always loved you. And I’m not chickening out like I did when we were fifteen. That company that just hired you, they have an office out in the same city that my new team is in. I want you to come with me.” You blinked at him in shock, brain trying to catch up to his words as he stared back at you in worry. Worried that he ruined it all. “Please, I know I said shut up but please say some-”

You grabbed his face quickly, cutting him off with a kiss. His hands moved easily, the one on your wrist moving to your waist as he pulled you in closer, his other hand cupping your jaw to keep you against him. You hated being cliche but it truly did feel like everything fell into place. “Rin, I love you. I love you too. It was always you. I’ll come with you. I don’t wanna miss out on this again. Miss out on us. It was you in the beginning, it’s you now, and it’ll be you in the end.

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e4iphany · 2 years

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astrology observations 2 . . . ♡

note: thank you guys for all the love on the last post! stay tuned for more astro observations & please let me know if you guys want any specific posts ♡ also a little bit of nsfw in this post!!

⚰️ earth mars men seem to always go for younger girls. i’ve noticed it with so many celebs - mainly capricorn mars and virgo mars.

⚰️ am i the only one who has noticed that it seems like fire/air sign mars women are usually more dominant and fire/air sign men are usually more submissive? most people seem to say “ohhh aries mars men are so dominant in bed” when most of the times they’re the ones most likely to be more submissive

⚰️ people with their ascendants at a higher degrees, meaning most of their 1st house is not the same as their ascendant, may still feel very connected to their ascendant + the other sign in their 1st house. my 1st house starts at 29° leo and ends with 22° virgo. i have a lot of virgo like traits, as well as leo facial features / personality traits.

⚰️ you may also come off as that second sign — i.e a lot of people think i’m a virgo when they first meet me as i’m shy and quiet & other basic traits lol

⚰️ people with their moon opposite their sun/ascendant … are you okay? you always seem to be fighting multiple personalities and can never tell who you really are. your outer emotions don’t reflect your inner emotions & you typically fake who you really are.

⚰️ 10H synastry/placements in composite chart is so sexy because they’re literally a power couple

⚰️ moon in 7H natives… you don’t need to be in a relationship to be healed… FOCUS ON YOURSELF!!!!!!!

⚰️ gemini risings have such beautiful hands. beautiful everything actually

⚰️ speaking of weird obsessions, a chart with a combo of gemini and pisces placements get obsessed with things and can’t overcome them. addictive personalities!

⚰️ it’s pretty easy to guess a sun sign by their looks. pisces and virgos are probably the easiest sign to guess, next to libra. i might do a post going more into detail!

⚰️ don’t know where the idea that pisces mars can be switches in bed came from because every pisces mars i’ve met at first thought they were a switch and turned out to be a bottom lol. we like to act like we aren’t bottoms though 🖤

⚰️ if your synastry chart with someone doesn’t have any squares/oppositions/quincunx … it will be very boring and superficial. every relationship/friendship needs some dynamic and challenges to overcome. it doesn’t mean toxicity, it just means you’ll need to put in effort.

⚰️ pisces .. anything age SOOO beautifully. think jensen ackles, rihanna, cindy crawford, etc. mainly pisces sun & rising i’ve noticed. probably moon as well, but i don’t know too many pisces moons.

⚰️ 7H/4H synastry is like .. romcom / basic romance movies kind of love. 8H/12H synastry is like requiem for a dream / buffalo 66 / the notebook kind of shit lmfao. toxic but die-for-you kind of

⚰️ easiest way to see if someone has pisces in their big 6 is their eyes!!! literally all pisces placements have bigggggg eyes i can’t even describe them. pisces sun, moon & rising is more prevalent with this character trait.

⚰️ if their moon falls in your 4H/1H… good luck getting over them because it’s *not* going to happen

⚰️ north node / south node synastry is so …. 😍🥰😘😍😍😘 perfect. think winona ryder & johnny depp, her south node conjunct his asc & his north node conjunct her vertex.

⚰️ aries moons are such great friends. maybe it’s because i’m a sag moon, but 2 of my closest friends are aries moons & they tell me how it is in, they don’t sugarcoat and they’re real. i 🖤 aries moons

thank you for reading! and you thank you for all the love on the last post . . . ♡

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His and Only His

~AGED UP Neteyam x Na’vi reader

~Explicit content, dom Neteyam, Sub reader, toy play

~Proofread?-no

~Summary- You were never one to let people walk all over you, but once you and Neteyam meet that changes.

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You were a very opinionated person. If you wanted to say something, you were going to say it regardless if it hurt someone's feelings. Your mother said this was the best thing about you, that so many people are fake and it's refreshing to see someone so real.

So, you always did what you wanted, you weren't hurting anyone so why hold back what you wanted to say? You weren't mean, bitchy, some people would say, but you believed you were living your truth.

You had many friends, but none of them topped the friendship you had with Kiri. You two were connected by the hip, doing anything and everything together, but you never expected to fall for her older brother.

It started normal, you, of course, knew of him due to his title, and he was your best friend’s brother. A small hi or wave would happen and you two would be on with your day. Until one day it changed.

His body changed, and you had wondering eyes. He was taller, his voice was deeper, and he started hanging out a lot more. Neteyam noticed changes in you as well, your body started shaping, and you grew big boobs, bigger than anyone.

He wasn't the only one noticing the difference between you and other Na’vi girls. He couldn't explain why but it started to irk him how others spoke about you, but he knew his thoughts were worse. You were a loud opinionated girl but he knew he could break you.

He could make you shut up, no other man could do that to you. You needed to be dominated to have a man put you in your place but he knew you wouldn't voice this. So he’d have to break you, but he found this more fun.

He memorized your schedule, he appeared only for a short period but a long enough time to where he knew he’d have your attention.

“How come I always see you?” you questioned him, “oh i’m on your mind?” he smirked at you. You shook your head, “no! It's not like that Neteyam,” he noticed the small blush appear on your cheeks. Perfect.

You had a crush on Neteyam, I mean how could you not? He was the finest man and had the best manners, but what you didn't know was that he was feeling you just as much.

Friday, was your relaxing day. No stresses, no jobs, and no training, a whole day dedicated to you. You lay in the sun, not noticing Neteyam’s eyes lingering on you.

“Beautiful day hm?” you jumped up looking at the voice, “yeah,” you said carefully watching the boy as he came closer, “feels nice to just relax?” you nodded, not having any words to say.

“You know the best way to relax is?” you shook your head noticing how he held a hand behind his back, “one thing I’ve learned is that those sky people love pleasure.”

He pulled out a small thing, it fit in the palm of his hand it made your curiosity skyrocket, “what is that?” he smiled, “this my dear, is to help relax you in the best way possible, orgasm,” your eyes widened, “what?”

Neteyam laughed, “you out of all people should know,” you immediately stood up, “what do you mean by that?” Neteyam found it's comical that you thought you could intimate him. “You're always so tense,” he stood behind you, messaging your shoulders causing your breath to hitch.

“Don’t you want to feel good,” he couldn't think right, his voice, his touch, everything it was too much, “I guess,” he kissed your neck, “then you’d let me put this in you.” his words made sense you didn't know why.

You wanted to relax, “okay,” his hands traveled down taking your bottom off. His fingers found your entrance a moan coming out as a result, “already so wet for me,” your head flew back, “oh, yes please,” Neteyam smiled he had you just where he wanted you.

He stuck a finger in, stretching you, molding you to be ready for the toy. He found it after trying to get Lo’ak to come home after spending time with Spider. He knew it was wrong to steal, but the thought of you struggling to stand up because of something so small turned him on.

“Once this goes in you,” he said as he pushed it in, you threw your hand over your mouth which was quickly grabbed. His hand proceeded to play with your breast, “slow down Teyem,” his smile deepened, “i’m the only one who can take this out [Y/n].”

He became serious, grabbing your chin, “if I find out this is taken out, it won't be pretty for you.” the toy felt uncomfortable but fun. You squirmed as Neteyam finally let go of you, “say yes sir,” you tried catching your breath, “yes sir.”

You were so stupid. The only thought going through your mind was how could you let him put that thing in you. Every step you took was a reminder of what you let him do to you. Kiri would be so upset, your thoughts got the best of you.

You helped bandage up anyone hurt in the war party, hopefully, enough time to get your thoughts straight. This bit walked in, so insignificant you didn't even know his name. “Hey, [Y/n] help him!” you smiled as you told the boy to sit down.

Throughout the whole interaction, not many words were exchanged. You were so focused that you hadn't even noticed Neteyam lurking. You didn't know he was there till a vibration caused you to gasp, “are you alright,” you nodded, “yeah just got a body chill.”

You finished him off, holding back moans, “maybe you should lie down,” he said walking off, you just nodded as you made eye contact with Neteyam.

You walked over to the boy, “Neteyam stop,” he just smiled, “stop what? I’m not the one touching other boys,” your eyes widen, “that wasn't my choice I had to and why do you even care,” he grabbed your chin quickly, “everything having to do with you is my concern.”

The anger in your body dissolved as he spoke, “you always have something to say hm? I’m going to show you, your nothing but a cock sleeve.”

“That's not true,” you felt him intensify the vibrations, “look at you, fighting back moans, and you're not a cock sleeve,” your knees bucked, falling into Neteyam, “it's better if you admit it now.”

“Never,” you weren't going to betray your friend, your best friend. Neteyam forced you onto your knees, standing in front of you. “Suck,” he showed you his shaft, the head dripping with precum. “Don’t make me ask again.”

You wanted to push his buttons, see how far they’d go but at that moment you listened to him. Your mouth took him, bobbing on contact. Neteyam moaned watching you, “see I told you, nothing but a horny slut.”

You didn't hear his words, as you let your hand surround the rest of the part that didn't fit in your mouth. Vibrations roared inside you, causing you to moan on his dick. “Fuck just like that,” you were gone, like an addict you wanted more of him.

“I’m going to cum and when I do, pretty girl your all mine,” you went faster wanting him to cum, which you exceeded. He let out a loud moan, “fuck,” you wiped your mouth as you looked at yourself. Hair a mess, on the floor, you don't even know how you go to this point.

You shook your head, “why?” you sobbed, “why are you doing this to me?” he just smiled, “because you need me,” you looked at him confused, “you don't know it yet but you want to be dominated you love it.”

You moaned as you felt yourself coming near to orgasm, “you were made to be on your knees,” he watched you on the floor, “everything about you is submissive.”

You moaned louder as you were near, trying to cover your sound as the toy finally came to a stop.

“Your mine, [Y/n],” he got to your level making eye contact, “your body, your soul, everything you were made for me,” he kissed you as his hands slid up and down your arm.

“What about Kiri? Everyone else they’ll say-,” he cut you off, “do you think I care about what they have to say? I want you,” he grabbed your chin, “if I want you, i’ll have you.”

You stood up, wiping your tears, “how do I know you won't hurt me?” Neteyam smiled, “I want to fuck you, make you my horny slut, but I promise you this I’ll never mistreat you.”

He kissed your hand, “you are my most prized possession and you’ll be treated as such,” you smiled feeling giddy hearing him say that, “I’d like that.”

He smiled, “I know, you don't know what I have in store for you, little one,” his hands played with your nipples, “you have no idea.”

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Hey guys! Sorry this was late I had last-minute plans but I got this done. The week is over so I’ll be going back to my old posting schedule :( but summer coming soon! Hope you all enjoyed it!

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straylightdream · 1 year

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It’s not living - 𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭: bang chan x f.reader

↳ after years of being friends you talk about what the future holds for you.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: suggestive, implied sex and mentions of sex and self doubt.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.2k

𝐚𝐧: I’m still struggling with writers block, and these short one shots seem to be helping. If you would like to join any of my Stray Kids taglist please fill out this form.

𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.

Another late night passes and you squeeze your eyes shut trying to relieve some of the pressure from your throbbing headache. Your hands went up and pushed away light sweat that had formed on your face. A yawn passed your lips as you rolled over slowly. Your bright eyes popped open when you came in contact with a warm body you weren’t expecting to be in your bed.

Your wide eyes connect with the pair of warm eyes. Your stomach dropped at the sudden realization of everything that had unfolded between you and Chan. Biting your bottom lip your eyes were still wide. You couldn’t believe you were waking up in bed with him.

Chan seemed to be completely unfazed by his unusual bed buddy. A yawn passed his lips and stretched out his tense body. The covers sat low on his torso below his v and barely covering his naked body. You tugged up the bed sheet feeling all too aware that you were also naked.

“I can tell you’re freaking out,” he broke the silence between you. Chan was always someone in your life that could always read you like an open book.

“I’m just in shock that we actually had sex,” your mind flashed back to the moment between the two of you. You had drank some the night before but you weren’t super drunk. You made the foolish choice to start by drinking beer and then switched to mixing vodka and tequila. The nauseous feeling you were experiencing let you know that you hadn’t made the best choices when it came to drinking.

As your bright eyes traveled up the basically naked body of Chan. You weren’t sure if sleeping with him was a good decision or a bad one.

He moved so he was resting on his side propped up on his elbow. Reaching over he gently pushed a piece of your hair behind your ear. His gentle touch made you smile.

Chan and you had been friends since freshman year of high school. The moment your eyes locked onto Chan’s dark ones you knew that you were in trouble. All throughout high school you couldn’t help but fall more and more in love with Chan. Your brain was constantly telling you to stay away from the boy who broke hearts without a care in the world, but your heart wasn’t smart enough to listen.

When you went away to a different city for college you pushed away the thoughts of Bang Chan knowing that you rarely ever crossed his mind. After returning from college you were blindsided when you heard him tell you that he truly missed you.

From the moment you returned from college your friendship with Chan seemed stronger than ever. You watched as women threw themselves at him, and honestly you couldn’t blame them. Your feelings for him quickly returned and it wasn’t long before you were pretty sure you were in love with him.

During your night out with Chan you had been dancing together and hands started to roam your soft body and you made the mistake of blurting out that you were in love with him.

His eyes went wide in shock but quickly narrowed as he processed what you had said to him. With his lips brushing against your skin he lowered his voice and whispered, “you have no clue how wild you drive me.”

Soon his lips crashed into yours and you exchanged a heated first kiss on the dance floor.

Chan had a type, he loved pretty girls who were very rich. You met only one of the categories and it was the rich part. You were a girl who struggled with self love but we’re learning how to love yourself.

As you left the club in a hurry Chan’s lips stayed by your ear whispering sweet words of how beautiful you were. The uber ride back to your place couldn’t go fast enough.

You let down your walls as Chan told you how much you meant to him. You made him promise that this was more than a hookup. You couldn’t just be another notch in Chan’s belt. You valued herself too much for this to be just a hookup with the boy you were in love with. You were in love with the man who sat on his knees in front of you as he slowly pulled your tight black jeans down your legs.

The night you shared was perfect. You had started out tipsy but that soon faded away as she enjoyed his touch. Closing your eyes you remembered everything you had said to each other. Your heart sank at the thought that things between you might stay with you only being friends.

You looked away quickly and suddenly wished that you could take back everything that had happened the night before between you.

“Hey?” His voice was low and raspy probably from the fact that he had just woken up.

“Yeah?” You looked back over at him.

“I need you to do me a favor and not completely freak out right now.”

Slowly you sat up and sat crossed legged on the bed with the blanket pulled up covering your naked body. Silently he sat up and sat across from you with the blanket pooled in his lap.

Your eyes flickered up to his and you whispered, “Those things you said yesterday…did you mean them?”

He paused for a moment and stared at you. The silence between you had your ears ringing. You wanted to scream at him to say something because you couldn’t take it. A million thoughts were going through your head.

“Of course I do,” he said with a smile as he finally spoke up.

Your heart raced as you stared at him, he gently reached up and rested his hand gently on your cheek. You felt suddenly as if you wanted to cry at the fact that he felt the same way about you. So many years you’ve pined for the man sitting across from you. Your teenage years weren’t spent trying your hardest not to fall in love with Bang Chan, and here you were helplessly in love with him.

“So you do love me Chan?” You asked. You desperately need to hear him say he loves you.

He nodded his head smiling, “Of course I love you (YN).” The weight of the world suddenly feels like it’s been lifted off your shoulders. You can’t help the huge smile that forms on your lips.

Leaning forward he connected his lips to yours for a soft kiss. Both his hands held your face gently as your lips danced.

Pulling away you smiled at each other knowing that things between you were going to be different forever.

#stray kids #stray kids x reader #stray kids imagine #stray kids fanficion #bang chan #christopher bang #bang chan x reader #bang chan fanfic #Christopher bang x reader #bang chan imagine #bang chan x you #kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction #it’s not living if it’s not with you

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beestriker015 · 3 months

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Nejire x shy male s/o

S/o is a member of class 1-A and met Nejire when she and the other two members of the Big Three visited his class.

Nejire, being the sweet and bubbly girl she is, immediately introduced herself to s/o.

“Hi! I’m Nejire Hado from class 3-A! What’s your name?”

“I-I’m s/o…”

He said timidly as Nejire smiled brightly at him.

“Nice to meet you s/o! What’s your quirk? I bet it’s super cool? Can you show it to me? Please? Pretty please?”

Poor s/o is overwhelmed by the blue haired girl’s bombardment of questions, but is lucky saved by his close friend Eijiro Kirishima.

“Eease up on him a little Nejire, my buddy s/o is kinda shy and you might be scaring him.”

“Oh so he’s just like Tamaki?”

She says out loud to herself before turning to s/o with an apologetic smile that makes him blush a little.

“Sorry about that s/o, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“I-it’s ok. T-thank you…Nejire.”

He looks at his upperclassman with a small smile that she finds absolutely adorable.”

From that moment onward, s/o and Nejire began interacting more and more before they eventually became friends.

Being friends with Nejire obviously means s/o is also friends with Mirio and Tamaki as well, the latter of whom he’s especially close to since they’re both shy guys.

Very soon after forming her friendship with s/o, Nejire became determined to help him with his shyness.

“It may take some time, but I know I can definitely break that shell of yours s/o!”

“Y-you really think so Nejire?”

“Yep! Just look at Tamaki! He was a lot shyer before he met me and Mirio than he is now. Yeah he’s still shy, but progress is still progress! I know I can do the same for you s/o!”

True to Nejire’s word, s/o started to open up more as time passed, which he was quite grateful for.

“I appreciate you helping me Nejire, it means a lot.”

He tells her without stuttering even once.

“Aww, you’re welcome s/o! That’s what friends are for!”

Friends

That single word caused Nejire’s smile to fade for a brief moment after it left her mouth.

Why? Because at some point in their friendship, Nejire developed feelings for s/o.

The f word didn’t just affect her however, as s/o had an unexpected reaction to it as well.

“Y-yeah…friends.”

S/o says with disappointment in his voice as Nejire looks at him strangely.

“Everything ok s/o?”

She asks him while tilting her head cutely as s/o lets out a small sigh and looks at her with a slight tinge of red on his cheeks.

“…..Nejire, I have something to get off my chest. Throughout our time together, I….k-kinda caught……feelings for you. I like you Nejire…a lot more than just a friend.”

After the initial shock from s/o’s confession wears off, Nejire smiles widely and glomps him into a tight hug.

“I feel the same way s/o! I love you!”

S/o blushes deeply as he melts into her embrace.

“I l-love you too Nejire.”

And thus, the two began dating.

Now that they’re boyfriend and girlfriend, s/o and Nejire are practically connected at the hip, spending whatever time they can together.

Upon learning of Nejire and s/o’s newfound relationship, Mirio and Tamaki are happy for their friends and congratulate them.

“You two make a good couple! Don’t you agree Tamaki?”

“Y-yeah, I’m r-really happy for both of you.”

“Aww! Thanks so much you guys! That’s really sweet of you two to say! Don’t you agree s/o?”

Nejire exclaims as s/o simply smiles and gives the two a thumbs up, much to Tamaki’s appreciation for his equally shy friend.

Being extremely extroverted, Nejire has no problem being affectionate with her boyfriend in public.

S/o however, is still shy and turns into a blushing mess when Nejire kisses or hugs him.

Texts between the two are almost nonstop, sometimes to the annoyance of others.

“Nejire, we’re supposed to be studying. I know you love him, but can you go five minutes without texting your boyfriend please?”

A classmate of hers says as Nejire types away on her phone.

“Hmm? Sorry, I was texting s/o. What were you saying?”

She looks up at her classmate as he shakes his head.

“….nothing, I knew picking you as a study partner was a bad idea.”

He grumbles to himself as Nejire continues texting s/o.

Despite being in different classes, Nejire has a tendency to make surprise visits to s/o’s class from time to time.

“We’re in the middle of something Nejire, go back to your own class.”

Aizawa says with a tone of pure boredom.

“Sorry Mr. Aizawa, I just wanted to check on my cuddlebug! I’ll go now. Bye cuddlebug, I love you!”

Nejire leaves after blowing s/o a kiss, his face red from embarrassment as a few of his classmates tease him about the cute nickname his girlfriend gave him.

“Cuddlebug huh?”

Kirishima asks his friend, but not in a teasing way.

“Y-you’re not gonna laugh at me too?”

“That wouldn’t be very manly of me now would it? I’m really glad you found yourself a girlfriend s/o, don’t let the others get you down.”

S/o looks at Kirishima and smiles.

“You’re a great friend Eijiro.”

They fist bump each other before shifting their attention back to today’s lesson.

When it comes to Nejire’s hero work, poor Ryukyu has to listen to the girl ramble on and on about how amazing her boyfriend is.

“From the way you speak of him, s/o sounds like quite a nice young man Nejire.”

The dragon hero says as Nejire looks at her and nods rapidly.

“He is! S/o is the best boyfriend ever Ryuko! He’s kind, handsome, and his shyness is just so cute! Maybe I could introduce you to him at some point?”

“Perhaps we can pay him a visit after patrol?”

Nejire gets excited at this as Ryukyu smiles, happy that the girl she views as a little sister found someone she cares so much about.

Whatever hero s/o interns under will receive constant calls from Ryukyu passing along messages from Nejire to her boyfriend.

“Ryukyu just called me s/o. She wanted me to tell you that Nejire-Chan says she loves you so much and that I need to keep her ‘cuddlebug’ safe and sound while we’re out on patrol today.”

He/she says with a chuckle as s/o can’t help but crack a small smile at his girlfriend’s message.

“You two love each other a lot don’t you s/o?”

“Uh-huh, she means a lot to me sir/ma’am.”

The pro hero smiles in response as he/her and s/o get back to patrolling for villainous activity.

If s/o ever got seriously hurt, nothing could prevent Nejire from staying right by her boyfriend’s side until he fully recovers.

“Miss Hado, visiting hours are almost over. You can come back first thing in the morning to see him.”

“No! I refuse to leave my cuddlebug alone all night! I’m staying right here with him.”

After a little persuasion from Ryukyu, the doctor eventually relents and allows Nejire to stay in s/o’s room with him for the night.

Once he’s back in good health, s/o is shocked to learn from Nejire’s friends some time later what she did while he was out of commission.

“Y-you were there the entire time I was in the hospital Nejire?”

He asks as she nods with a gentle smile on her face.

“Of course. My cuddlebug was injured and unconscious, so I absolutely could not leave until I knew he’d be ok.”

S/o smiles at his girlfriend as a few happy tears trickle down his face before he hugs her affectionately.

“I have the best girlfriend in the whole world. Thank you for everything Nejire. I love you so so much.”

With a slight blush, Nejire returns s/o’s hug and rests her head on his shoulder for a few moments before pulling away.

“I love you too s/o.”

She kisses him as they cuddle on his bed while watching a movie, a look of pure adoration is seen in Nejire’s eyes as she softly strokes the hair of her shy boyfriend until he falls asleep in her lap.

“Aww, I put him to sleep. Well then, sweet dreams my cuddlebug.”

Nejire whispers softly to s/o before closing her eyes and going to sleep as well.

#my hero academia #my hero academia x reader #mha x male reader #nejire hado #mha nejire #nejire hado x reader #nejire chan #male reader #nejire hado x male reader #mha #my hero academia x male reader

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mssturniolo · 1 year

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What best friends do (Jason Todd x F READER (Titans)

Ok so this is requested By - Someone

TW - SMUT,

Omg I'm in love with JASON TODD

(Y/s/n) YOU'RE SUPERHERO NAME

Y/n and Jason are best friends they only had each other well that's how they felt, Jason parents died and y/n parents were nice but her dad went to drugs and her mother killed herself then her father did the same so y/n and Jason stuck by each other sides but when batman took Jason in he also took you in aswell you had a power that was good you could control wind batman called you Y/S/N, it was good, you and Jason would have so much fun, but to fast forward you were now with the old robin in his tower with the titans he called us. No one and when I say no one I mean no one could ever tear Jason and y/n apart they did everything together their first kiss their first scary movie everything

"Jason is that you" y/n asked as her door opened at 3am "mhm" Jason murmured "well come cuddle" y/n said puting her arms out for a hug, Jason walked in the bed and cuddle y/n, in the morning y/n woke up with Jason still in her bed she smiled and looked at the sleeping boy she really liked him but she didn't wanna ruin her friendship with someone she could never live with out, "Good morning sleeping beauty" Jason said puting his hand in her hair, she rolled her eyes at him, her door opened suddenly the two jumped away from each other "Hey y/n have you seen ja- oh um did I interrupt something" dick asked and he looked at us "No um I couldn't sleep so I came in here I always do um I'm sorry" Jason said getting up going to leave and then he turn and said "Good bye my lady" Jason winked, y/n blushed "y/n" duck said sitting on my bed "What?" She answered "BE careful and if anything make sure he wears a condom I don't want little babies in here" dick said leaving.

Jason had his arm around you watching TV with you it was Sunday day that means no training "What a cute couple" Gar compliments "Fuck off Gar" y/n saids "Yeah we're just friends" Jason said, ouch friend zoned "R can you tell you're little boyfriend to leave me Jason lone please" y/n asks not taking her head away from the tv "Sure but not my boyfriend" the girl answered taking him somewhere else, Y/n made it to jason lap cuddle into his side but she felt something hard she realized she was gonna say something but decided she's gonna make a move, she started to moved pretending to get comfortable "Y/n stop it" Jason said under his breath "Why I'm just trying to get comfortable" y/n replied, she started to move again but Jason grabbed her hips "Y/n I know you feel my boner now don't start something you can't finish" Jason said before letting go of her hips, turned around on his lap so they were face to face "What if I could finish it" y/n replied, Jason didn't know how to respond to that he just looked in to the girls eyes but he found himself slowly moving his eyes down to her lips, neither of them noticed that they were getting closer and closer till their noses touched, they both connected their lips, y/n rocked her hips back and forth, Jason picked her up and brought her to his room and put her on the bed He climbed on top of her and started to make out with her "Jason what if they hear us" y/n asked "Then that's means I'm doing my job right" Jason answered, y/n nodded then she told him to take off his shirt and she would take hers off so he did and she did but y/n did not have a bra on "Holy shit" Jason murmured, he put his mouth on the left boob and his his hand on the right one "Jason" y/n moan he went to her neck and suck a few purple marks he went down and then we down and pulled her pants and panties off.

He licked his lips , he went closer to her pussy and licked it, y/n moaned Jason knew what he was doing so he knew she would be a moaning mess, Jason sucked her cilt hard and added two fingers in her "Jason!" Y/n Nearly Screamed, Jason took that as a sigh not to stop so he didn't he went faster "Jason stop" y/n moaned "How did that feel" Jason asked the girl "Amazing" y/n replied, y/n wanted to repay the favor so she filped him over "what are you doing" Jason asked "Repaying the favor" she answered going down and pulling off his shorts and boxers, his dick was huge, y/n put him in her mouth all the way "Fuck baby girl you trying to kill me" Jason asked moaning, y/n couldn't fit him in her mouth she took her hand and rubed the part that couldn't fit in her mouth while she sucked him off "Fuck baby girl stop I wanna cum in you" Jason moaned, she took her mouth off of his dick, Jason filp her over "you ready baby girl" Jason asked "yes jason I'm ready" y/n answered back, Jason pushed in this was y/n first time so it hurt at first but after a while and Jason in her it felt good "Fuck baby girl youre so tigh" jason said "move please" y/n moaned, Jason didn't need to be asked twice, he pulled out almost all the way out and slammed back in "JASON!" He grind and did it again and again but harder everytime, "Jason Fuck!" Y/n Screamed, Jason hit her G-Spot "Baby girl who makes you feel like this" Jason asked slamming into her, y/n couldn't form a sentence, y/n tried to speak but it came out as a moan, Jason laughed, He loved that he made you feel like this he loved that you're eyes roll in the back of you're head because of him he loves that he made you moan he loved everything about this about you " I'm almost there Jason" y/n moaned "Me too Me too" Jason moaned "JASON!" Y/n cried she orgasmed "fuck baby girl I think they heard you" Jason laughed, y/n Squeeze around his dick he came right in her "good thing I'm on birth control" y/n laughed Jason laughed with her, Jason stayed in her for a couple of minutes but then got dressed they walked out of Jason's bed room and into the living room everyone was in there "Not you're girlfriend huh" Gar asks "wasn't" Jason replied "so you all heard it" y/n asked she was so embarrassed "Yes we did" dawn said "and even if we didn't you have marks on youre neck" kory said " God" y/n said "we you two safe" dick asked "No" Jason said proudly "WHAT!" Dick yelled "I'm on birth control" I told dick "oh thank god" dick said "we can not leave you guys alone" hank said "What this is what best friends do" jason said y/n rolled her eyes and then grabbed Jason hand went to go lay down because she was tried they went in her room and layed down her played in her hair falling asleep

THE END

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in-hav3n · 10 months

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 ?

Friends with benefits is a great idea...until feelings are involved. But what will happen if you discovered those feelings are shared?

WARNINGS : NSFW - sex scene - age gap

Ten minutes now that you were pacing around your hotel room, thinking and trying to connect what you just heard a few minutes ago. No doubt your foot prints would stayed forever on the hotel room's carpet if you kept walking like this all night long. You were concerned. Concerned cause you just discovered something you weren't supposed to discovered…or maybe, you had to? You couldn't tell.

An half hour ago, while walking through the corridor of the hotel were you were all staying during the summer tour with the band, you overheard something. You know it's impolite to listen to others conversation but when you heard something that could be concerning yourself, you decided it was a good reason to not respect this common rule.

You immediately recognized James voice as the one talking and what he was confessing to Kirk - you recognized him too really easily when he said, a bit too loud, your name - surprised you.

"I have feelings for a girl…she's really special. She's made for me, I know it. We have the same tastes, we get along so well...But I can't tell my feelings, I'd be afraid to do it. I'm sure she'll laugh at me or won't believe me cause..we're not supposed to have feelings for what we're doing together since months…".

"Are you talking about (X/Y)? I'm glad you finally admit it dude cause I think everyone in the crew had realized this since months..."

And this is how you realized he was talking about you.

You started to work for Metallica two years ago and you got along very well with the band since the beginning. They welcomed you in their family and as their new PA, you spend a lot of time with them. It wasn't easy everyday for sure but they were so kind and funny that it made you forget all the difficult times you could had. After a year, you started to get close to James. You both had a difficult childhood and similar issues and maybe this helped. But he was so kind with you and sometimes protective that it pleased you a lot. You were some kind of two broken souls that needed comfort and this is how all it began. But you were both aware of the fact that he was a rockstar, you were working for them. It was better then to be friends with benefits than to have a real relationship.

For a couple of months, it was fun. You just enjoyed each other presence to have fun and distract yourself from the stress of touring and everything. But after one wild night, when you were watching him sleeping, you discovered the truth. You had caught feelings for him...and let's say, strong feelings. You could felt it in your soul. And the more you were having sex together, the more you realized you were truly in love with him. But you knew it wasn't reciprocal and so you decided to kept this for yourself. You decided anyway to kept this agreement you had cause after all, it was better than nothing.

And now you just discovered that those feelings were shared by James. What to do? That's the question you had in mind since ten minutes now. Until you arrived at this conclusion : it was better to tell the truth, even if could mean the end of your friendship. But you wanted the truth, you wanted to hear him telling you what you just heard and confessed to him your feelings. You couldn't keep that for yourself any longer...

Standing in front of his suite's door, you took one last breath before knocking. Your hands were shaking and you mentally coached yourself to be brave and to acted normally and cool. The door opened on James, only wearing his bathrobe, his hair still a bit wet from the shower he just took. Gosh, this won't help, you thought for yourself.

"Hey darling. Were we supposed to meet tonight?", he asked gently but still with a frown. You had some sort of a secret code together when you wanted to have sex and he was wondering if maybe he forgot it.

You shook your head. "No. Can we talk for a minute?"

"Sure, come in", he stepped back to let you in. You smelled his masculine shower gel as walking by and it drove you crazy. This reminded you the taste of his skin. James closed the door behind you and stood up in front of you. You faced him even if your legs felt heavy and no longer a support. Your mind tried to remember the speech you prepared but it's like your brain washed away any idea you got.

"Are you okay? You seem... confused" he asked, frowning again, as he drank some water from a glass. His bathrobe opened a little, exposing some parts of his chest. It was difficult to resist. C'mon, you can do it!

"James, can I ask you something?", he nodded, encouraging you to go on. "Do you enjoy our meetings ?".

"You mean, what we have together? Yes I do enjoy it. Why? Do you want to stop?". He asked with a frown and you wondered if you didn't see some hint of deception inside his pupils. Time to proceed of the plan you settled...

"So for you, it's not a problem if you're having sex with someone without... Having feelings for that person", you added, walking over him with slow steps. He didn't seem to understand your thoughts and maybe he needed a little help. James looked confused now, frowning as looking down on you. You could feel his hot breath against your lips.

"W-What are you talking about?", he mumbled as seeing you so close. Now his desire for you were awaken and he wanted desperately to kiss you deep and strong. But you didn't seem to be there for that apparently...

"How come you can have sex with a girl without feeling something for her? I mean, sex is so intimate..." you placed your hands on the sides of his bathrobe, not leaving his gaze. "you must feel something else than just desire and pleasure". His pupils darkened again but you could also see his cheek flushing a little. You were right. But still he didn't seem to want to admit it. He needed you to push him further to confess.

"Sweetheart, are you drunk or something cause I-I don't understand...?" , he said as you guided him over the couch behind him, gently pushing him to sit down. His bathrobe opened a little with he movement and you bite your lips when you noticed he was naked under it. Slowly, you climbed on his lap, circling his neck with your arms, sitting on him. You were wearing a summer dress and your clothed womanhood felt his bulge through the fabric. This was enough to aroused you more.

James hands glided along your legs, thighs, removing your dress to slowly exposed your ass, gripping it sharply. You let out a moan of surprise and from the look he was giving to you right now, you could tell he got all your attention.

"Answered my question..." you whispered against his lips but you kept a distance willingly. You didn't want to give him a kiss now, you wanted answers first. But you allowed yourself to kiss his neck sensually, as moving your hips on his crotch, feeling his bulge growing under you. It was ecstatic and it was just the beginning of this game.

James groaned when you refused to kiss him and pushed on your ass to make you roll closer on him. "Which question baby...?" he said low as admiring your moves on him. He couldn't wait to get what he wanted but he also loved a bit of foreplays before.

You trailed kisses along his neck and jaw until you locked your eyes again with him. "About sex and feelings...", you clarified and moved on the other side of his face to spread kisses. James head leaned against the couch as he moaned low again.

"What-What do you want to know?" he started to pant when he felt your right hand opening his bathrobe to expose his naked body. As you untied the knock, his dick showed up, proudly erected against his stomach. He was fully hard and this was exactly what you wanted. You grinned at the view and softly took his erection in your hand, stroking him in a slow pace, your forehead resting against his to put your gaze into his beautiful blue eyes.

"What do you feel?" you whispered against his lips, stroking him, your thumb caressing slowly his tip at the same time.

"I feel good..this feels good", he groaned harder this time, gripping the edge of the leather couch on each side of him. You shook your head with a mischievous smile.

"Wrong answer baby...What do you feel...about me?", you finally let out what you wanted to know. You stopped moving your hand but you still gripped his dick. You wanted to keep this kind of power on him. James opened his eyes and looked at you with some kind of panic in his eyes. He didn't say anything for a moment and you knew that the blush on his cheeks were provoked by his thoughts and not by what you were doing to him. It was now or never, you thought

"I'm tired to play James....I love those moments we share together and it's not just about sex, it's more than that. I love being with you, sharing this with you. I love the way you look at me, the way you touch me and make me feel. I love you...", you finished your sentence with a desperate sigh. It was the moment of truth.

James looked at you, surprised. He definitely didn't expect such confession. But you hoped that he'd finally confessed his...Tired of his silence, you were about to say something else when suddenly, James hand grabbed your neck and in a few seconds, his lips crashed on yours for the most sensual and hungry kiss you've ever shared. Your tongue danced together quickly, connecting with one another, as your hand left his dick to rush into his short soft hair. James held you tighter, closer to his chest, to have you as close as possible whilst his hands cupped your head to intensify the kiss. This embrace was needy and meaningful at the same time.

James lips left yours after this short moment of passion and he opened his eyes to look at you. You were both slightly panting, catching your breath. But you noticed something was different in the way he was looking at you, it wasn't the same gaze, the same emotions he was given you through his blue eyes.

"What do I feel ?", he said again, still holding your head. "I feel something I've never felt since a long time for someone (X/Y), it's strong, indescribable, amazing but bringing so much confusion at the same time..."

"Then don't speak...and prove it to me those feelings are real", you whispered and gasped at the same time, almost desperate for it as you bite gently his lower lip. You noticed a slight flame burning inside his already dark pupils and you knew it was the time.

No need to say it twice to James. His hands quickly undressed you, removing your panties that he threw far away in the room not caring of where it landed. You gasped of surprise when he did it but you giggled of pleasure. He spat in his palm and covered his dick with it.

"Think you're ready for me sweetheart?", you nodded with a cocky smile and slowly moved on him to lined up yourself with his dick and when you feel you're at the right place, you slowly glided on it, your hands on his shoulders for some support. You knew you were wet enough for him.

"Oh god...", you moan when you felt him going completely inside of you, stretching your walls. James groaned and looked at every details of your face as you sat down on him.

"You're so tight and hot baby", he said with needy tone as kissing the place between your neck and chest.

"feel so good..." you moaned as closing your eyes, feeling the pleasure invading you as you started to move slowly on his long member, one hand putting off your dress at your hips. James hands found a good place on your ass, helping you in your movements. He looked at you with a loving gaze, feeling a pure sensation of pleasure going through his veins but also of love. He was happy you felt the same feelings, he was happy to see that maybe this love could be real.

Without warning you, he lifted you up and gently laid you down on the couch, his dick still inside you. You moaned of surprise and giggled, holding his neck for support and once on your back, you opened your legs so he could leaned on you, his hands now gripping your hips. You pulled him close, wanting his face close to yours, you wanted to kiss him, to feel his body against yours.

James moved slowly his pelvis, his cock trusting in you with a slow pace, hitting your spot sweetly.

"Oh James!", you whined of pleasure, hugging him tight. Each thrust was a pure exatsy, even stronger compares to what you had before. Maybe because now the feelings were real? Your body shivered of pleasure every time James was pulling off to enter back in you, his eyes always locked with yours. Your pussy was getting wetter, helping every pushes he was giving and as he was getting deeper in you, your moans were louder as well as his groans.

"Oh baby you feel so fucking good...taking my cock so well", he whispered like a mantra, looking sometimes under you to see how well you were taking his cock. You close your eyes and bite your lip. You can't take it any longer. "I love so much making love to you like this". You reopened your eyes and looked at him, surprised. It was the first time he ever said something like this to you. You smiled and let out an ecstatic laugh of pleasure. He said it, he confirmed what you just knew. He loved you. And this was enough to pull you over the edge.

"Oh yes, love me James...please...", you begged him with moans and whimpers as your nails nearly rigged inside his forearms. James bite his lower lips, a sweat drop coming from his forehead as he thrusted a bit faster in you, changing a bit his angle so he could hit your spot. Hearing you whining louder, he knew you were about to cum.

"Come for me sweetheart...", he commanded, moving faster again. You nodded and closed your eyes, as you felt an heat of pleasure blooming inside your lower belly, announcing your climax. You smiled and embraced it, as you feel it exploded inside you like a bomb of thousands feelings.

"James...oh yes, yes, yes!", you shouted as your lower back arched strongly, pushing him deeper. He gripped your chest, holding you close, smiling proudly at the effect he had on you. "Oh my god...", you panted hard as you felt the last effects running through your veins. You cupped James face and looked at him with a loving gaze, moving your hips with him to make him cum now.

"Cum inside me baby...please...love me like you said", you begged again and feeling your pussy so hot, so tight against his dick was already enough to bring him to his climax too.

"Sa-Say it a-gain baby..." he panted hard, looking desperately at you. His grip was harder on your hips skin.

"Love me James...", he thrusted once more and soon groaned loud as he kept saying "I'm gonna cum..."and came hard inside you, gripping you tighter, leaving thumbs marks but you didn't care. He unloaded himself groaning low, closing his eyes. He was so sexy, you thought as looking at him with a smile. He was panting hard, going out slowly of you.

"What do you feel?", you asked after a moment, caressing his handsome sweaty face with your fingertips. James caught his breath and bend over you to kiss you deep before giving you the answer you dreamed of since a long time...

"I feel love... I love you (x/y)...and I want to love you again and again".

A/N : Thank you @ridethehet for my first request ever!! Hope you'll like it honey <3

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Broken heart || Jude Bellingham

💋 Requests are open!

‼️ Warnings: mentions of party, broken heart and discussion.

🫧 Requested: yes!

🏎️ Author’s note: thank you to the anon who requested this! i got very excited when i saw the request🤭🤭 also i hope this is good and similar to what you’ve asked… keep requesting!! finally, as i always say, english is not my first language so if this has any error please tell me🙏🏻

yn lived in Madrid since she was born and she met lots of people there. A few months ago she met a football player, Jude Bellingham. Their connection was instant and they became best friends. They did everything together, she went to his matches, they hung out together always and he trusted her a lot.

At first yn secretly caught feelings for Jude but she didn't want to admit it because she thought him would never like a girl like her and he was talking with a very pretty blonde girl so she started to meet new boys and that’s when she met Álvaro. Álvaro was a 22 years old andalusian boy who studied law at the uni. He was brunette, tall and had green eyes, he was every girl's dream and it became yn’s.

yn told Jude she was meeting Álvaro and Jude felt strange because he wasn’t happy for her. Instead he was feeling strange but he tried to show some happiness… One of the times he went back to his hometown his mom saw him thoughtful and asked him

“Honey, what happens?” Jude looked up from the floor “I don't know mom, I'm feeling strange.. Y'know yn, well she’s meeting a boy and she has been telling me about him and all those things but i'm not happy for her… It’s like I’m jealous” “Oh boy, you’re in love with yn!” his mom said excitedly. She loved yn and her friendship with Jude and she wished that one day they started a formal relationship. “In love? With yn? She’s my best friend!” “But that doesn’t take away the fact that you can’t like her” Jude sighed, frustrated with the words of his mother “I don’t know mom, I'm just confused…”

When Jude came back to Madrid, he started to think about the conversation with his mom. Did he really like yn? No, he could never like her. She wasn’t ugly or a bad person but she was his best friend… The next few days, Jude avoided yn but he couldn't stop thinking about her. One day he finally accepted and realized he was in love with yn. He stopped avoiding her and they met up but he didn't have a good feeling about it and he suspected that his heart would be broken that evening.

And as he suspected, it was right. yn came excited to his arms and hugged him. “I have a lot of things to tell you!” She was very excited and led him to the coffee shop they usually went to. They sat down and she asked him about Jude’s visit to his hometown and after some time he asked her about what she told him before.

”Oh yeah! I have to update you!!” “About what?” Jude asked a little bit scared of her answer “Álvaro and I are dating!” Was what he heard real? “Jude?” “Oh, congratulations!” he said, faking happiness “Thanks, I’m super happy! I can’t wait for you to meet him!”

Days later Jude was in a club with some friends when he saw yn and pablo. yn looked around and saw him too and she came to him with her boyfriend by her hand. ”Hi Jude! What a coincidence!! I want you to meet Álvaro” yn said excited “Hi, I’m Álvaro. Nice to meet you” “Hi, nice to meet you too. I’m Jude'' Jude said, faking a smile and shaking hands with Álvaro.

Jude couldn’t feel more jealous of Álvaro and he was punching himself internally for not realizing his crush with yn before. In one moment of the night yn went to the bathroom and Jude and Álvaro were left together. “How is your relationship with yn going?” “Oh, really good. I’m very happy with her” Álvaro smiled “I hope you guys last… Yn’s relationships don't last too much because she usually cheats on her partners” Jude lied trying to scare Álvaro and tried to make him leave yn “Anyway, are you working?” “Umm, I'm studying law at the university, it’s my last year” “Oh really? Well, you’re not the type of yn.. Her type is more different, physically also” After a few moments and Jude telling lies to Álvaro, yn came back and an hour later Álvaro and yn left.

A few days later yn met up with Jude. This time she didn't look happy when she saw Jude and without greeting him she started to talk angrily to him “Are you crazy? Telling Álvaro I cheat on my partners and telling him that he's not my type? Why?” Jude looked shocked, he didn't want yn to find out but he should have thought that Álvaro would tell her. “I-i’m sorry yn” “I don’t want your apologies right now, i'm really mad at you Jude… Why would you do it?” “yn… I realized I'm in love with you and I can't help but feel jealous and I don't know why I started lying…” yn looked at him in disbelief “You’re in love with me? You’re joking right?” Jude denied with her head and yn laugh sarcastically.

“You have to be joking… I fell in love when i met you but i started to meet new people because you were with that blonde girl and you guys were not even in a relationship! And now that I have a serious relationship you come and try to ruin it? You’re the worst” Now Jude was the one looking at yn in disbelief. She fell in love with him? “I don’t wanna see you anymore Jude, not right now… I'm really mad at you” “Please yn, no!” “No Jude, i trusted you and this is your payback? Nah, i'm not having it…” “Please yn, i’m sorry” “Hope you find a good girl that loves you and hope you stop lying… Bye”

After that yn left and Jude didn’t see her again. He still feels guilty about their ended friendship and his mother is mad at him because she feels like she lost a daughter to her… “Not everything in this life is color pink Jude… Now you have to pay for your acts”

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jaeyunniesimp · 1 year

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your first kiss with them ~ enhypen as love tropes! (hyung line)

tw: mentions of alcohol, and i think that’s it (?)

wc: 1.1k

have fun, love you guys!

maknae line version

heeseung (brother’s best friend!): your brother’s friends never really caught your eye in a positive way. let’s face it, men will be men, always loud and somewhat disgusting, specially seniors. but when your brother befriended heeseung, you couldn’t stop staring at the boy.

he started bringing him home after school often, to “study” (play video games) and “read” (talk about girls). he was the only friend of your brother’s your mother genuinely liked, besides jake, and you seemed to agree more and more with her. you couldn’t help but notice, though, the way his gaze would linger on you, how he’d go get water in the kitchen at the same time you would, just to get some alone time with you, even if it’s silent.

but, at your brother’s birthday party, a couple shots in, you had literally nothing nor anyone holding you back. heeseung had rejected all the girls that approached him that night, and that made you a little nervous, but alcohol was in to save you! there you were in the kitchen again, trying to pour yourself another drink “you should have some water” he said, putting his hand on top of yours, stopping you from turning the bottle on your cup, flashing you a sweet smile.

your cheeks started to heat up, at that point you were blushing everywhere, really looking like a red avatar. “you shouldn’t worry about me, i’m fine” you shook off, putting the bottle back down. “of course i should, i’ve been waiting all night to kiss you, i can’t do it if you’re drunk” he stated bluntly, red avatar mode was def full on.

you looked up at him, doe eyed (which he thought was the cutest thing btw), and in no time his lips were connected to yours, hands cupping your cheeks sweetly, pulling you closer every second. just pray your brother never finds out 🤞

jay (fake boyfriend!): when you pitched the idea to jay, he was at first skeptical. pretending to date just so you could go to your sister’s wedding and prove your mother wrong? he thought you were maybe going a little too far, but agreed to do it anyway.

when he saw you all dressed up, hair done, he couldn’t help but smile. you both got there and you took his hand in yours, making him blush instantly. “don’t be so weird about it, this has to look believable” you whispered to him through gritted teeth.

the rest of the evening went by just fine, everyone complimenting how good you two looked together, until your mother insisted you both slowed danced together like all the other couples. your hands were glued to each other’s all day, but not your bodies.

to say you were nervous was an understatement. he just looked so good, and was so close to you, his lips almost hovering over yours. “i wish we could be like this more often” he stated out of the blue, making your cheeks heat up. “me too” you answered. his grip on your waist became a little tighter as he pulled you in for a kiss. his lips felt like everything you’ve ever needed: soft, sweet, comforting. he was definitely not someone you wanted to just “fake” date.

jake (best friends to lovers!): you were surely the best of friends. jake was your ride or die and you were his, but anyone could tell that there were unspoken feelings between the two of you (i mean the sexual tension is insane wtf). he could be just doing anything, sitting down in silence, singing, talking, playing games, and your eyes would instantly fall to his beautiful, plump, heart shaped lips </3 and he obviously always thought you were beautiful, but never imagined you thought of him in that way.

if he didn’t value your friendship so much, he would’ve certainly made a move already. but tonight, there was just something about you, he couldn’t keep it together anymore. you were having a sleepover at your place after a night out, you still had your makeup on, your hair was already messy, and you were still wearing his coat he landed you on the way to your house. let’s just say you were a sight for sore eyes <3

“you look really pretty” he blurted out, out of nowhere. you looked at him, confused and surprised at the same time. “thanks…” you flashed him a shy smile. he suddenly started moving closer to you, letting his hands fall to the sides of your body, holding your waist, under his coat, ever so lightly, like it was natural. he then leaned in a little closer, connecting your foreheads “if you don’t tell me to stop, i don’t think i’ll be able to”. that’s when you pulled him closer and attached both your lips, giving him a long, soft, chaste kiss. he pulled back, out of air, and flashed you that sweet, beautiful smile of his <3

sunghoon (enemies to lovers!): you definitely hated park sunghoon, the way his witty ass would always find a way to humiliate, outshine, or annoy you. but there was no denying how beautiful he looked, and he couldn’t lie to himself and say he didn’t think the same about you.

everyone was already sick and tired of the bickering between the two of you, so the master plan to lock the both of you up in a room alone was put in action. your friends would leave you there just until things got quiet, assuming you could endure each other’s presence.

after what felt like hours of fighting and arguing, you couldn’t take it anymore. your eyes were glossy from the tears that were starting to form and your voice was shaky. “stop! please, i’m begging you! why do you even hate me so much?” you managed to blurt out, after pushing him lightly on the chest.

he was definitely speechless. he never hated you, quite the opposite. he was just so heartbroken that you decided to go out with jake in middle school and never even looked at him, he started picking on you and being passive aggressive towards you unconsciously, maybe as a way of getting you to notice him. not in the way he wished for though.

his look softened at the sight of you crying, and he got closer to you, cupping your cheeks and wiping your tears away. “i don’t hate you, y/n. god, i wish i did” you were surely shocked at his statement, your tears suddenly stopping to fall, gaze locked on his. “i just like you too much, but you never seem to notice me”

you instinctively slid your hands to the back of his neck, tugging on his hair lightly “how could i not notice you?” you answered, flashing him a weak smile. he pulled you in for a much awaited kiss, filled with passion and hunger, which made you crave him more and more each second, the room so quiet for so long, your friends thought you probably murdered each other by now <3

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