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stuismybf · 10 months

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goodbyes - s.h

summary: Byers!reader is moving away to California and leaving behind their partner Steve Harrington.

a/n: this has been in my drafts since last summer lolll it was supposed to be a multiple characters with this idea but i just never got around to it, this is super short btw im is trying to clear my drafts <3

gn! reader

His breath shutters while he’s looking at you, his hand holding yours tightly.

All of your stuff was packed now, and this was it Steve couldn’t deny it anymore. You were moving. He wouldn’t see you at the video store anymore, no more sneaking into your house at midnight to see you, he wouldn’t be meeting you at your house for study sessions at the library.

“i guess this is it” he sighed closing the trunk and looking over at you.

Nancy and Jonathan were hugging each other saying their goodbyes along with Max and Eleven and Mike and Will.

You could tell Steve was holding back tears while looking at you. His hand was on his shoulder and he looked down and ran a hand through his hair. “i uh…this just doesn’t feel real”

“i know i mean i’ve always lived so close and now i’m gonna be-”

“2,000 miles away” he said and looked up at you.

“yeah” you whispered with a sad smile.

“i mean i think it’s for the best. Your family’s been through so much” he said.

You nodded and then there was a silence between you.

“i’m just really gonna miss you” he said and then he wrapped his arms around you, “i know” and you could feel his tears on your neck.

“i’ll write you every night” you said

“promise?” he asked

“of course” you confirmed

“I love you” he said, his forehead pressed onto yours.

“Y/n honey do you wanna ride in the u-haul with me?” Joyce called out.

“i guess i should go”

“uh yeah i guess so…oh wait! one more thing. Just wait really quick”

He sprinted back to his car and came back with a tote bag.

“i uhm put some of my stuff in here, nothing big just like a few of my shirts and a mixtape i made you”

“steve” you whispered, your face wrinkling up as you started to cry and wrapped your arms around him.

“i love you so much” you cried and he chuckled and intertwined his fingers with yours.

“come on i’ll walk you to the u-haul”

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alovesreading · 2 months

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well, first of all, happy birthday Ella!!! and happy international women’s day!!!

as promised, here is a little teaser of what is Constant Repeat chapter 19 so far! it’s a bit unhinged and i’m literally rushing to post this and hiding my phone at work lolll (yes! a bitch got a job!!) but i hope you enjoy it!

thank you for being the best, so patient and understanding. love you all lots! 🤍🤍🤍

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There was never a moment when Alex wasn’t on the phone to Ella during the time the band was away from tour after they got together. In the tour bus, before boarding a plane, in the greenroom before and after a show. It was a miracle to even get Alex to put down his phone for soundcheck and more often than not, it was because Breana would be the one to record videos to send Ella or FaceTime the director herself so Alex could concentrate on what he was supposed to do.

It was honestly kind of disturbing to see Alex using his phone so often. The lads had definitely been teasing him over and over for not being able to leave Ella alone—to that, Alex always rolled his eyes and actually refuted them by saying he did leave her alone when she was working and couldn’t use her phone on set.

“Melt,” Matt would say after a snort when Alex would pout at his phone screen when Ella couldn’t pick up the phone or hadn’t answered one of his texts yet.

But it was days like those when Ella couldn’t stay on her phone for most of the day due to work that she would sneak into a bathroom and send him pictures she had hidden away in her phone just for him.

Like one of the first ones he got when she had been shooting an advert and she’d managed to sneak away from her responsibilities during her very short lunch break and sent him a picture she took of herself on the mirror with one of the lacy little things she had gotten for herself when she went shopping with Katie.

Alex, who was slowly sipping his beer while lazily sitting on the corner of the lounge, choked when he got a notification from Ella and opened it to a very explicit photo of her.

His eyes were wide and he couldn’t stop coughing, and he locked his phone fairly quickly when seeing everyone’s attention on him, but the picture was burned into his retinas and he needed to leave the room—his jeans started feeling too constricted.

“You alright mate?” someone asked.

The singer didn’t even have the mind to focus on who was speaking to him, he just nodded his head as he tried to calm down. Once he got his breath back, he added, “Yes, erm…”

His trailing off was met with silence since everyone wanted an explanation for his sudden coughing fit. Nosy bunch the lot of them really.

“Yeah, fine,” Alex clarified, and without leaving room for their curiosity to continue growing, he jumped off his seat and left the room with a quick, “Excuse me.”

He ran to his bunk so quickly, almost smashing his head open when he hastily climbed into his bed and closed the curtain. Unlocking his phone and getting to see the picture again left him breathless.

Ella was sitting on the floor of her room right in front of her massive mirror, burgundy lingerie set on. He had been instantly caught by the look of her tits almost spilling out of the see-through lace bra she had on, just now he was noticing that she was using the hand she wasn’t holding her phone with to shove aside her underwear and had a finger teasing her entrance.

You’re cruel, he texted back as he fumbled to undo his belt with one hand. I’m so tempted to buy you a ticket and have you in this bunk with me right now xxxxx

Alex was teasing himself over his boxers when Ella’s response came through, Made a mess already? That’s quicker than I expected ;) xxx

Squeezing himself one last time, he shoved down the fabric of his boxers and let his cock spring out. He was already leaking at the tip, all he could think about was burying himself in her, replacing her finger in that picture and teasing her with his cock until she was drooling and begging for it.

He groaned as he ran his thumb over his slick tip, wishing it was her arousal getting his dick all wet instead.

Not yet darling, but it won’t be soon before that. Wish I could make a mess of you instead xxxx

Ella giggled inside the lonely bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror and noticing her flushed cheeks, the color going down her neck. She shifted in her spot when feeling a tingle run down her spine and settling between her legs. Fuck, she wished he could make a mess of her too—she missed the feeling of him pounding into her and then the warmth of his cum mixed with hers dripping out of her cunt.

She swallowed a moan as she replied, Wish you could make a mess all over me xxx

Alex groaned as he pictured his cum on her pretty face, tongue licking away the remnants of his seed on her swollen pink lips. In his mind flashed the fantasies of him cumming over her stomach, imagining Ella running her fingers over the mess and sucking on them to taste every last drop of him—the singer picked up the pace of his fist around his cock when he pictured himself licking it all up for her and spitting it all in her mouth, how she’d swallow gladly and pull him in for a hungry kiss.

It never took long for Alex to cum all over himself—or in a condom, if he wasn’t rushing enough to roll one down his length before getting himself off to the sight of her. And after the first time she complained about him not sharing proof of just how badly she affected him, Alex made sure to send her something back.

Ella drove back home with the biggest smirk on her face every time, knowing that she had a treat from him when she got back to hers. After a long day of work, there was nothing better than moaning his name as she used one of her toys while seeing pictures or a video of him getting himself off to the thought of her.

No one really said anything, because they all knew how badly it was to be away from their partners while on tour, but there were times when Alex and Ella were just too obnoxious for the lads to not taunt them about it.

Like the one time Alex felt careless enough to remain in his bunk when Ella called him late one night, her voice wavering and her breath staggering in a clear sign that it was one of those days she was too needy and had to hear his voice while touching herself.

His jeans becoming too tight as his cock grew heavy when she’d whine and whimper on the other side of the line, her thoughts incoherently leaving her mouth as she fucked herself with a toy that just didn’t feel as good as he did but was enough to satiate her need for him.

Alex’s whispers weren’t quiet enough, and the silent gasps he’d let out were too abrupt in the silence of the night to wake his mates and their wives up.

Ella’s fantasies ran loose as she came closer and closer to her climax, she painted the picture in detail as she continued gliding the dildo in and out of her dripping cunt, “I want you to bend me over the bathroom sink, and pound me from behind so hard I get bruises on my hips, baby. Want you to fucking spank me and pull my hair so I can see you through the mirror, and you can see me fucking drooling because your cock feels so fucking good inside me.”

“F-fuck, baby.” Alex groaned a bit too loudly, “Gonna be squeezing me so fucking tight with that sweet cunt of yours. And you’re gonna cum all over me, yeah? Gonna drench my cock, darling?”

Ella moaned louder in response and picked up her pace as she felt herself about to fall over the edge, “Yes–fuck! Yes, Alex!”

“Go on darling, give it all to me.”

His voice dropped an octave as he quickened his pace and he started thrusting upwards to fuck his own fist. He bit his lip not to moan out loud, holding his breath when Ella’s loud mewls and moans of his name came through the phone, cumming inside the condom he’d managed to put on.

Ella’s labored breaths matched his and it was all they heard as they came down from their highs, the crackling of the signal reminded them of the distance between them and suddenly the sweet remnants of release were exchanged by the longing of being skin to skin, missing how it felt to relish in how well they fit together body and soul in the aftermath of an orgasm.

“I miss you, sweetness,” Ella mumbled sadly, “Want you right here with me.”

“Me too, darling,” Alex sighed heavily, “I hate being away from you for so long. Will make it up to you, I promise.”

“Yeah?” Ella replied, a cheeky smirk growing on her face as she went to tease him, “How will you make it up to me, baby?”

“Anything you ask for darling. A thousand movies in Los Feliz, the moon and the stars, to worship you until my jaw aches and locks.” He heard her breath hitching, “Whatever you ask for, darling, it’s yours.”

She groaned loudly, “God, I fucking love you.”

He giggled like a fool, “I love you more.”

“Impossible,” she replied easily with his usual one-liner.

Alex snorted but before he could reply, someone shouted from another bunk, “Go to sleep you filthy fuckers, I’m tired.”

The silence was loud afterwards but Ella laughed loudly after a few seconds, calling Alex out for not going to the other bunk area or the back lounge like he usually did, “You just stayed in there with everyone else?”

“You kind of didn’t give me a choice, darling. I couldn’t think straight the second I picked up and heard you saying my name like that.”

Ella snorted, “Glad to know just how badly I affect you.”

Alex sighed, a loopy smile on his face as he clarified, “Oh darling, you’ve ruined me you know that.”

“Have I?” Ella countered, as if she didn’t know.

“Horrendously so.” Alex mumbled, “Ruined forever, baby.”

Ella bit her lip before going to reply, but again, someone else interrupted their conversation, “We just wanna sleep. You’re gonna see each other on the 6th. Just– please stop it, you soppy twats.”

Alex sighed in annoyance while Ella giggled. Even if he wanted to continue, he knew he’d just have to go to bed because he was sure now everyone in the bunks were awake and awaiting him to shut the fuck up.

So he sighed again before joking loudly so the nosy bunch would stop complaining, “Sorry darling, they’re just fucking jealous.”

A choir of insults and profanities were heard, making Ella laugh again. Alex joined in her giggling before actually bidding her farewell, “Love you, darling. See you soon, yeah?”

Ella sighed contentedly from hearing those words from him. She’d never get tired of hearing them nor saying them back. Biting her lip, she replied, “Love you. Sweet dreams, my love.”

“Sweet dreams baby,” he said back before she ended the call.

When Alex went to discard the condom in the bathroom, he had gotten another round of abuse from everyone else. The bullying didn’t relent for days, and every day as Alex pouted when he FaceTimed Ella, she threatened to be even worse if they wouldn’t leave her man alone.

That only triggered more bullying, but it was funny enough to hear them all creatively picking on Alex, and how his cheeks would tint pink when they’d imitate the noises he made or the things he said to her on the phone.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll make them pay when y’all get over here,” Ella promised one day after the teasing went on and on.

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probablygoblins · 2 years

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mayhaps.... 23 or 24.... with mr dingus brando and me afab reader (ik im on anon but you know who this is LOLLL) no pressure!!

Always ready to show love to Mr. Dinkus Binklo the Dino Man.

That's going to be indecipherable to anyone else sldfjsldkf

Diego x afab!Reader - "You can do all sorts of things to me."

DISCLAIMER i know nothing of dingus brando but i am trying my best

He's just so goofy.

That's the first word that always comes to your head. He's so goofy, with his haughty attitude, and his big riding breeches, and his little tricks. Despite the image he tries to portray, Diego Brando is a silly little man, and you love him for that. And he loves you too, even as he huffs and blushes when you call him silly.

His reaction is a little more intense, you discover, when you mention it in the bedroom.

You've suddenly found yourself flat on your back on your shared bed. Diego hovers over you, staring at you with intense blue eyes. Strands of silky blond hair fall over his face, framing his sharp cheekbones. The focus in his expression is impressive.

But still, you can't help but crack up.

Diego groans. "Why are you laughing? Stop laughing!"

"I'm sorry! You're just so cute."

"I'm not cute," he pouts.

"Not buying that for one second. You're the cutest man I've ever met."

"And serious. Suave. Talented. Important."

"All of those things, dear. But you're also adorable."

"Ugh... darling... darling... you're killing my boner right now."

You almost laugh again. Until you process what he actually said.

"What? Oh... oh."

"I'm trying to seduce you, damn it!"

"Oh, well... I mean, call me seduced."

"That's not how it works."

"It did, though."

He sits back on his knees, covering his face in his hands. "Urgh, how am I supposed to seduce you when you're so... you..."

You sigh. Sitting up, you brush the hair from his forehead and kiss it.

"I've already been seduced. You don't need to do it again."

"But I want to do it again," he grumbles.

"I said it worked! You did it! You've seduced me."

You fall back into what you hope is a provocative pose.

"You can do all sorts of things to me."

The gears turn in his head. Diego stares at you with a befuddled expression. He doesn't want to give in so easily... but you can tell he's pent up and needy. In the end, it's the needy that wins.

"All sorts of things, hm?"

Diego scoots a little closer, bracketing your thighs with his own. You smile.

"All sorts of things."

His eyes narrow, and he grasps your thighs for dear life. With quick, sharp movements, he tugs down your pants and underwear. He discards your clothing with a pompous flourish, as if it’s offended him somehow. Diego takes off one glove with his teeth, peeling the tight leather from his hands and spitting it onto the floor with your pants.

He huffs. “Cute... I’ll show you how ‘cute’ I can be.”

Without another word, Diego buries his face between your legs. He licks a stripe all the way to your clit, giving it a harsh suck. You tangle your fingers in his hair with a sigh. Not quite what you were expecting from ‘all sorts of things’. But you weren’t about to question it. Not when he was worshipping your pussy so well.

Diego’s sharp tongue wasn’t just good for spouting insults. He moved with a finesse and pressure you’d only dreamed of before. He hooked his hands under you hips to press himself deeper into your cunt, fucking you with long, glorious tongue. Diego moaned. You lifted your head up to find him rutting into the mattress. Oh, he was needy needy. It only served to turn you on even more, bucking your hips into the blond’s hungry mouth.

“Mmmph... cute... you’re the one who’s cute,” he slurs against your heat. Drunk on the taste of you, Diego slips two fingers inside your dripping pussy. “You’re so cute when you need me!”

Oh, how you need him. He pumps his fingers in and out of you, curling them with expert precision to make you arch your back and cry out.

“Holy shit, Diego,” you gasp between breathy moans. “Oh, fuck.”

“God, you’re gorgeous... I want you to cum on my fingers, darling. Can you do that for me?”

You don’t exactly have much of a choice. You’re already so close. Like you’re toeing the edge of a precipice, ready to fall. And when he laves the flat of his tongue over your clit, fingers stroking a spot that makes you see stars, you come crashing down. Your orgasm washes over you in waves, hard enough to make your legs spasm. He fucks you through it, drawing it out as long as he can, before he surges upward to capture your lips in his.

The two of you lay together for a breathless moment as the fog clears from your mind. Then suddenly, Diego spasms. He grunts, burying his wet face in your neck.

“Deeg, did you just...?”

“N-no! Urgh, no I didn’t! I’m not that desperate!”

A wet patch slowly growing over the front of his pants says otherwise. He got so worked up eating you out that he came in his pants. You sigh, pulling him to lay on your chest.

“Heh... cutie.”

#dangle bangle my beloved #diego brando #n s f t #diego brando x reader #diego x reader #steel ball run #jjba fanfic #jjba #fanfic #jojo fanfic #sbr

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frostysfrenzy · 8 months

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Tagged by @sga-owns-my-soul

Get to know me!

Relationship status: single. Dudes interested in me but its not mutual sorry boys

Favourite colour: purple!

Favourite food: idk man. Uh. Breakfast foods. Almost all of them

Song stuck in my head: idk the song in my head rn it's a random one from the work radio (i think it's one of the latest miley cyrus ones?) . Last one I remember I can identify is timeless by we three (stick go listen)

Last thing I googled: the blue Jays, apparently. Probably yesterday

Time: 10:09pm (22:09)

Dream trip: I ask for nothing more than getting to Newfoundland. Though more would be wonderful

Last thing you read: I'm still working at @dedkake it couldve started when series. Love it love it I'm just a slow reader (but tbh finding it kickstarted my mcshep kick)

Last book you enjoyed: I have not read actual books in forever. Consider this another plug for the road by cormac McCarthy

Favourite thing to cook/bake: I love doing banana muffins/bread, quick and easy. Shortbread cookies if I'm feeling adventurous (rare). To hell with actual cooking cooking sucks

Favourite craft to do in your free time: I do love to write. Actual crafts? Those diamond painting things are fun

Most niche dislike: negative sports fans. Jaysblr you do not count. It's the people that constantly talk shit about every individual of their supposed team they cheer for that piss me off (work this summer has granted me this new displeasure)

Opinion on circuses: I feel like I don't know enough to form an opinion tbh

Do you have a sense of direction: lolll NOPE. A couple weeks back I almost got lost in a town I spent two summers walking through

Tagging @emptyflowerpots @lifeofpriya @gas0line-f0rest @gatefiles @malcolm-reeds-pineapple and @wastedonthesebutterflies

#tag games

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dreamwritesimagines · 1 year

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Hey dreamgirl! ❤️ How’ve u been?

I miss it here sm! You nailed it as always! ❤️ But can I say it real quick that…

WOW!

Who knew Ben could be so wise? Good for him! He’s the king of self control tbh cause if I was in his shoes I’d legit be like “yeah please let’s do it rn” and then I’d fool myself thinking the other person loved me back but nope, not Ben, kinda proud of him (but oh girl if only he knew she feels the same) ❤️😭

ALSO (and this is for the fandom) That’s it guys! Let’s agree to not wait for them to kiss again (let alone… you know 🔥) for at least the next 20 something chapters cause I guess it’ll be a looooong ride until Clover figures her shit out 🥲

Anyway, love ya Dream! Thanks for another amazing chapter ❤️

Gab hi loveeee! ❤️

I feel like the urge did hit Benedict there😂 Like, I really think he would have been more open to the suggestion if Clover didn't say "Let's just get this over with" lolll😂

I also feel like if they did sleep together, it would be much harder for him to pretend like it's no string attached ❤️ He is so in loveeee❤️

OMG I'm cracking up at that note there😂 I mean listen, this whole thing was supposed to be only 20 chapters but apparently the plot had other things in mind so like who knows?😂

Thank you so much for this honey, ILY! ❤️

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evansbby · 2 years

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Okay, idk if it's just me but for poyt I feel like the best ending is that Y/N is like uhm okay Steve is kinda weird, cute ig though. But then this dude Ari shows up and Y/N realizes her self-worth and Ari supports her and she just leaves Steve... And then Ari is like also a crazy alpha but not as toxic- lolll I'm just saying this is best-case scenario

Ari: Babygirl, if you come with me right now I'll treat you like you deserve to be treated

Y/N: How am I just supposed to just know to trust you. You only know me cuz you're on Steve's football team.

Ari: Well I'm also a lot more of a grown man that's ready to be good to you. Plus I've seen you around before. I mean steve tried to show you off a lot even before he started really botherin' you.

Y/N: You know I never even wanted an alpha necessarily. I don't think it's very smart to go from one to another.

Ari: Hear me out... you don't need Steve, all he does is hurt you, he brings you around other mean alphas like Bucky and Sam and lets them push you around because he's too much of a pussy to be that committed to loving you.

Y/N:💀🙄

Ari: Look I don't know how I could prove it to you in these 5 minutes I have with you at every party we see each other, but I'm far more mature than that little boy Steve who is being boyish and taking everything out on you. He has problems that shouldn't be yours. But I can't lie, a part of why I'm telling you this is cuz- I- I really like you and I just want better for you. You're not the same as every other slut Steves taken around for the past years. You're just too special to be wasted by him. And I think I could really show you a better time. A better life. Just please, think about it and tell me when you know what you wanna do.

Y/N: Well, it's getting a little too late to stop making dumb choices it seems. Both options for me here seem stupid though. So I go with you... what? Steve gets super mad and probably fucking kills me. And you. I stay with Steve and never see you after university, and kinda be stuck reliant on Steve forever... Yeah no matter what this seems dumb. You'd probably just make me dependant on you too and have a whole demented plan for me just like Steve.

Ari: First off, no baby, I wouldn't. If you come with me at some point, we'll go at whatever pace you wanna go. It will be quick though, just cuz I'm that irresistible you know. Yeah just kidding with you, but seriously. I can tell you're sure considering going with me. So what does that say about you being with Steve in the first place?

Y/N: Fuck. What's your plan anyway? Steve's gonna be upset okay.

Ari: Don't you worry about him. He'll find another omega as fast as he went from Sharon to you I bet. Maybe a little more time though, just cuz you're a hard one to forget... But if he's not fine and decides to come after you, nothing will happen as long as I am a man on my feet. Steve couldn't take me down if his life was on it. I'll take care of him before he can lay a hand on you baby.

Y/N: You know, you're a sweet guy...

Ari: Well you're the sweetest thing to ever meet my eyes so please, say you want me as bad as I want you.

Y/N: Fine. You're everything I could ever want.

Ari: Thank you. And that's why you're my babygirl now

Y/N: Sure daddy

Ari: *pulls Y/N into his chest and speaks softly to her

"Well, go pack your things while I and the boys distract Steve with drinks for a bit. Knock on the door when you're ready to go. Text me when you're done and I'll pick you up. Cya soon baby..."

-Ari Levinson

OH MY LORD I REALLY WENT OFF DIDN'T I

Lmaooo this made me chuckle!!! And as much as we would all love alpha!Ari to sweep reader off her feet, she only has eyes for Steve😌 and if Ari took her away then Steve would probably kill him with his bare hands😌😌

#also if ari was in the poyt universe he’d be someone older #like professor levinson #or something like that hehehe #anon #poyt ask

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tootyfruities · 7 months

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honeypie i hope you know you are the only person who can get away with calling me bbg unironically and make me feel all giddy and hair twirly 🤭

but i’ll be patiently waiting for whenever you choose to write me~ 🤭🩷 and yes i know it’s been 2 years but i still haven’t stopped lip biting and i probably never will !!!!!

IM CONSIDERING PLAYING COD JUST FOR THE NEW NICKI MINAJ SKIN LMFAO but i know nothing abt nothing so you let me know what i should do cuz i trust you 😇

also how was your day today?? read: ramble to me right neow 🤬🩷‼️ i hope it was a wonderful one :> we’re currently watching hamilton for english class and tee bee aitch i never really cared for the historical context (not anymore thanks to collegeboard 😍) i just liked the songs lolll

also smoochy poo is so cute oh my gosh I LOVE YOU SO MUCH ACTUALLY BITING YOUR FACE (affectionately <3) MANIFESTING ALL THE GOOD THINGS IN THE WORLD FOR YOU MY LOVABLE DARLING FROOT <3

p.s. i feel kinda bad for clogging your blog w/ my foolishness and obsession for you (🤭😋😍😻😘💕🫶🏽) so feel free to hop into my inbox literally anytime i post like periodically once every month anyway 💀💀

IT'S BEEN 2 YEARS WHAT!!!! THAT'S CRAZY!!!! i lose track of time so quick frfr... UM HAPPY 2 YEARS MILOVE? also i will call you anything you please j 2 make you giddy and hair twirly teehee 🤭

^ me 2 you during every other breath i take in the past 2 years (i think this is the small version of the gif but that's SO fitting)

COD!!! cod mobile i would kiss on the mouth actually. takes up a lot of space on my phone and updates ALL the time but it's great 2 pass time. always has events going and lotta in app purchases, i don't really touch either of those and assume you would havta do smth or another to get ms nicki 😞😞 BUT it is fun, always has new mini game sorta things (prop hunt once, currently doing some kinda zombie game)

MY DAY OML!! uh uh school was ok math was a breeze(4 once!!! we talked abt triangles and i truly did Understand the Assignment), there was one Weird down where my drama teacher got at me for making a trans woman pun??? (she said the boy next door became a mummy what was i SUPPOSED to say besides being proud abt her having a child!!) definitely got my opinion uhhh interestingly changed about her. we've just hung out since i got home, went on a walk and my ✨poor poor directionally challenged self✨ was able to actually lead for once! i got us to a place AND back and i am SO cool for that. currently waiting to get some chinese food bc we got picky eaters(what was available to make wouldn't work for them) and leftovers didn't sound good for some of us(SADGE i wanted to play around with the queso...)

the songs for hamilton are so good! lin manuel miranda, love his songwriting, hate when it like... has guidelines, if that makes sense. i once read a thing about how he should just be left to make music in a garage somewhere and that's how to get his best music (which is real and accurate, btw. source? uhh just trust me)

no need to feel bad abt clogging my blog! it's mostly j reblogs nowadays, getting some personal talk in there is PERFECT frfrfr!! but i will abs take you up on that offer and drop by your inbox whenever!! by the wayyy... do you perhaps have a current favorite fictional character? :3c <3

#riri <3

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souljoon · 3 years

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hey i love your writing its amazing!! would you mind writing smth i thought abt while i was showering lolll. what if the reader was singing in the shower and corpse had no idea she could sing and when she comes out he likes is so in awe of it and he asks her to sing for him. it could end however you would like lol. (maybe corpse could ask the reader to sing on a song for him) idk do with this what you will sorry for making this so long and detailed lol

thank you for your lovely request! :) i hope you like this one, anon. sorry for the delay btw. i work full time and only have the time to write down stuff at night in bed lol 😅

pairing: bf!corpse x reader genre: fluff warning/s: cursing

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Corpse was currently streaming. And for a while, you stayed there watching him while you sat comfortably on his lap before deciding to leave alone in peace. Admittedly, you’re a great form of distraction during his streams. But he loves having you around, loves making you impressed with his skills, loves listening to your laugh every now and then.

The room was semi-dark, so when he heard a phone rang just as its screen lit up, he right away located where the source—your phone was.

He was supposed to ignore the call since he was in the middle of the game. However, on the third ring, he was forced to retrieve your phone, and bring it to you in case the purpose of the call is important.

He went straight to the bedroom he shares with you, only to find the bed empty. Lights on, bathroom door closed. His forehead crumples at the sound coming from there muffled by the shut door.

He twists the door, poking his head inside. Instinctively, he pressed the red button on your screen, quickly getting rid of the noise. And as quick as he let himself in, his eyes went round.

Holy fuck!

Your back is on him, your palms gliding on your arms, your chest—all over as the running water washes all traces of soap off of you.

Is that your voice he’s actually listening to right now?

Despite the unfamiliarity to your song choice, he couldn’t help but be left amazed. Heavens, he needs to listen to more of you like this—Corpse’s mouth parted, jaw hanging low as his eyes gleam in pure fascination.

His stomach is fluttering, and he could literally just feel the pulls of his heartstrings with his ears drowning from your achingly sweet voice. A stark contrast to his own, yet he realized right there and then he wouldn’t tire of listening to you sing all day, everyday for the rest of his life.

He has a distinct music taste. He doesn’t particularly like mainstream music but that doesn’t mean he can’t appreciate good vocals when he hears one. Especially one coming from his girlfriend.

It’s no secret that you and him share the same love for music despite having different music preferences. But unlike him, you’ve always been clear about your interest in music as a consumer rather than making one so he assumed that you don’t sing, or even consider that you have beautiful vocals. Nonetheless, it wouldn’t matter to him. No flaw of yours could possibly change the fact that he loves you.

You, there inside the shower cubicle, seemed like a singing angel sent from above—a feisty one.

The more he listens to your voice bouncing in the enclosed area with the rhythmic sound of the streaming water as it collides against the tiled floor—a heavenly match, must he add, the harder it is for him to leave you there.

He didn’t want to pass up the chance to listen to more of this discovery but he also wouldn’t intentionally want to make you uncomfortable by the thought of you being watched without your knowledge. The realization prompted him to leave the bathroom, at last, only to stand there before the door.

So when you finally opened the door, you jumped lightly at the sight of him there as if he was particularly waiting for you.

“How long have you been standing there?” You asked, confused and even more puzzled when you caught the glimmer in his eyes.

“Long enough. You have some explaining to do, you little minx.” He spoke. If only he wasn’t visibly starstruck for a reason you were not aware of, you would’ve taken him seriously.

You frown, “What— do you mean? What d-did I do?”

Corpse pulled you closer by your arm, until you were literally flushed against him. He breathes heavily in on your neck.

“Babe-”

“I didn’t know you could sing,” he suddenly mentions.

“Oh! Yeah. Were you listening to me in the shower?” You laugh, nervously. “It’s not that of a big deal, babe.”

“It is, for me. Considering you have such a beautiful voice.” His nose travels upward, hovering just below the shell of your ear. “So perfect. I think I’ve fallen in love with it— if that’s even possible. Can you sing for me, baby?”

You stepped back, blood rushing quickly on your cheeks by his overwhelming compliment. “You’re being too kind just because I’m your girlfriend. I’m not even that good,”

It’s not that you hid your talent from him. There’s just no right opportunity to say that to him without actually getting embarrassed.

He chuckled, deeply. “Oh baby, I can die happily just by merely listening to your voice.”

Your face profusely reddens, not believing you’re actually hearing this from him—except that his expression solidifies his words. You’ve never seen him this mesmerized, heart eyes emoji personified.

He cups your face, forcing you to see his awe-filled eyes. “Come on, don’t be shy now,”

“Fine. But only if you let me play on your computer for a day.”

The expression on his face slowly vanishes. “You can sit on my lap while I stream?” Corpse tries, but you were already stepping out of his grasp to the closet.

Corpse pouts, crossing his arms over his chest as he follows toward your little trail like a lost puppy, determined to have his wish granted.

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#corpse #corpse husband #corpse husband fanfic #corpse husband x reader #corpse x reader #corpse fanfic #corpse imagines #corpse fic #fic request

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foreverindreamlandd · 2 years

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📚 Okay, the last two books I read were Jane Eyre (again) and Sundays at Tiffany's (again) so I really do need new book recs lolll!

Col's 1.5k Sleepover Mashup

OH OKAY so! I'm thinking Historical Fiction romance with a bunch of *angst*? Angst seems to be your jam which I can appreciate.

I feel like you might really enjoy The Summer Wives by Beatriz Williams!

This is one of my alllll time faves! I like to picture Joseph Vargas as Oscar Isaac but honestly our boy Bucky could fit the bill as well ;)

Here's a quick synopsis!

Miranda spends the summer of 1951 on an island off of New York as her mother prepares to marry a member of the social elite. She doesn't seem to fit in with the rest of the crowd, and cannot seen to stay away from the handsome, kind fisherman Joseph.

It jumps between that timeline and the summer of 1969, when Miranda returns to the island for the first time since that summer, Joseph on the run after escaping prison and the man that was supposed to be her stepfather dead. It's hella romantic with a whole thing on class divide and a crapshoot of angst and a bit of a murder mystery ;) Loooooove this one!

#Ren #book recs #col sleepover #1.5kbirthdaymashup #col 1.5k sleepover

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hajimine · 3 years

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ok also thank you so much to everyone reassuring you that iwa would never cheat bc low-key it kinda got to me and made me sad for like an hour (yes I am a crybaby) anyways tho, none of the hq boys even in the timeskip would ever cheat either, like im pretty sure iwa (27) trainer doesn't get girls- i skimmed thru the manga so I could be wrong, but even if they have fan clubs (MSBY and I fucking forgot the other teams name LOL) they wouldn't ever,, like atsumu would be like "GET AWAYYY FROM ME NOOOW I HAVE A S/O .. please stop." and his pr team gets mad at him bc he's supposed to play it up 😭😭 but bokuto is kinda .. super oblivious.. he wouldn't even realize they're flirting but whenever someone would belike "HEHEHEH ur so strong!!~" bokuto would be like "yeah obviously I work out lolll" and hinata would NEVER my baby would never omg hed deflect them SO quick and tsumu would defend him too when they get too close bc all of the team LOVES you, also sakusa wouldn't let anyone else besides you call him cute, he gets defensive when even tsumu does it LOLLL but yeah anyways, none of them would ever cheat ,, also they would never fall out love with any of u guys bc they're still so shocked you chose them out of everyone you could've had bc you're amazing and beautiful - 🍡

he would never ever ever do that!! im really sorry it affected u bby ☹️ if it does bother you again please do block the tags!! but i’m not gonna answer any more of those toxic asks unless it got out of hand </3 but yeah JEHDKANA it doesn’t matter if they’ve got fans or not they would still be 100% loyal to you bc they just love you waaaay too much 😽 everything u said is so true urgh they would treat you so right i just know it <33

#✉️#ghosts & co.#🍡 anon baby!#also the other team is schweiden adlers but idk if i spelled it right LMAO #tw cheating

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themanicgalaxy · 3 years

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SPN 5X21 Two Minutes to Midnight

well...i have to jack sparrow it

lol they want me to disable adblocker that's so funny

oh god it's a doctor

I don't like the doctors in this show

this woman is dead

this motherfucker

boy he's such a dick about it too

she didn't deserve that :(

turns out its not even hot women that die! every woman dies!!

geh

aw Dean's having his complexes

CAS!! HE'S IN A HOSPITAL!!!

it upSet the SailoRs

ah right they had to go get pestilence

HE’S HUMAN! O H H E IS HUMAN!!

“or pain medication” he’s GRUMPY

Bobby will wire you the cash “I WILL??”

aww he has a crush

“you are not the broken shell and husk of a man I believed you to be” “thank you”

I missed them

“my nana” pfft

SMACK

ah they got into the visual

they’re doing great

seriously guys, fate of the world

ooo THE INTERFERENCE! OH THAT’S C O O L

oh…oh NO NOOO NOT CELESTE

I DON’T WANNA WATCH HER DIE TWICE

please tell me they manage to do something

AH it was a “how we got here”

it’s always brothers isn’t it

aw lil evil bitchboy holds a grudge for killing his shitgoblin brothers

and they all fall sick

I don’t like this episode

and they get sick too

they have half an hour left this can’t be the end

hey guys I think you need a new plan

mans sure did a 180 quick

he puts on MUCH more of a veneer it’s SCARY

he’s a lot crueler

does this motherfucker have daddy issues with god too

DOES EVERYONE??

“How’d you get here” “i took a bus” god I love Castiel so much

HOLY SHIT HUMAN CAS!!

HE’S A BADASSSS!!!

HE HAD A PLAN!! OH I’M SO PROUD

“tell us you have good news” “chicago is fucked”

hey I know chicago

CAS IS SO SASSY

oooo it’s death time isn’t it

crowley

CROWLEY

YA B O I

this is the funniest fucking scene

HE TOOK A PICTURE

yes he sold his soul

“he has a temper issue about it” heh

hey at least he’s smart about it

he yells

OH HE’S SHORT IT’S WHAT HE’S GOT

huh his arrogance did a 180

I think…huh something’s here

GOD I LOVE CROWLEY

“boy you’re lucky you’re pretty” heh

oH THERE WE GO! THE VACCINE

aH FUCK NOT THE CROATOAN VIRUS

oh SHIT WHAT AN ENTRANCE

HOLY S H I T

“are you really gonna bitch to me” yes bobby parent him too

“have fun killing death’ “have fun with the apocalypse”

aww the wendigo years

kiNg oF thE croSsrOaDs

is…I think…is crowley trying to help

this feels…fairly ableist tbh, as does most of bobby’s plot line? like I think i get what they were going for but?

Aw Crowley doesn’t like feeligns

ah it was strengthening the vessel, the demon blood

Cas you are terrible at good news

OK! NEW PLAN! I love Bobby

AW HE’S AN ANGEL WITH A SHOTGUN

oh fun it’s zombie time

boy bobby has reflexes

haha Crowley likes his chicago pizza

I love Crowley

ah only crowley can see all the reapers

like Cas

“whelp he’s not there let’s GO!!!”

Gotta appreciate the consistency at least

the impala

Crowley was in there heh

F O u nD HI M what?

he’s in there

the fucking pizza place lolll

the zapping thing is gonna come back

god I love the teleportation thing, crowley’s such a bitch with it

shocker everyone is dead

he be calmly eating his italian food :)

bro tHERE WENT YOUR WEAPON

“bacteria” heh

death, as always, is calm and big picture

‘eat”

“contemplate your insignificance”

solid

boy he looks young here

neither of us can remember who’s older, me or god

oo i like that

ah he doesn’t like being controlled

he’s a bit more…confident? arrogant??

I’d say deserved

“I suppose it can stay…I like the pizza”

“put lucifer in the cell”

“and kill your brother lol”

“you think- “i know”

“you can’t cheat death” uh

“would you like the instruction manual”

heh

aw bobby’s enjoying his legs

“the world’s dying bloody” yeah that does put a damper on it

so everyone but Dean wants Sam to say yes huh

Dean you fucking idiot

“an ass full of character defects” HAHAHA

they both raised him jeez

he’s been doing this for…ever

“what’s the specific hang up this time”

aw and no cool ending song

Death! ok so here’s the thing. Death was calmer, but he contextualized all the other three. Pestilence clearly cared about the other two horseman, but you got the sense they were younger..? not as big picture? like why did they go along like that? what was their goal? why was death the only one who rebelled? did the other like the chaos?

and death did have this like. “I do this because I want it” thing, but also..it’s death. That scene with Dean was so tense. he had so much more power and knowledge, everyone knew it, and Dean(and the audience was floundering). Hell of a bang, and it almost made me forget how they had to put them horseman in at the very end cuz they ran out of time

needle drop. closely followed but WHAT A FUCKING ENTRANCE! YOU KNOW E X A C T L Y WHAT THE CHARACTER’S ABOUT! CHEKOV’S FUCKING G U N, IT WAS RIGHT WITH THE PIZZA TOO!!(it set up so well)

Bobby. The wheelchair thing felt…weird, but I loved his specific snark.

Cas. Mans is a strategist, you can tell. He had a PLAN going into the pestilence thing. Also, he was funny, and he handled being human quite well! he was fun to watch.

obligatory Destiel. That lil scene with crowley and the phone was condo was Cute, they’re a fun dynamic. Worth noting he talked to Sam and it was Business, but good, and also they should have vibed more.

CROWLEY. God he was so fun. He was like…the fairy godmother but he was fucking terrible at it wasn’t he. it was so good

oh yeah Sam’s the main character isn’t he. Look. He just Angst. And do Heroic thing, Yell, then Angste. Cas, Crowley, Bobby, they all DON’T ANGST, and it’s FUN!! and Dean’s guilty of this too, btw, it wasn’t that fun to watch him, but he gets to be riled by the supernatural creatures(Cas and Crowley), so it’s ok

Also, boy how explicitly can you make it that Dean had an incredibly active role in raising sam, huh?

#pawswatchesspn #look this probably should have been a serous episode but between cas and crowley and bobby and Death #it was just kinda cool #and had both VERY funny scenes #and VERY cool ones #I think I’ll watch season 5 here #and then wait till I’m back to watch season 6 #cuz that’s gonna be rough lol

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seoultraveller · 3 years

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Ahh I’m finally responding hehe

But yesss !! Hala Hala is so powerful and great and it really conveys their abilities and talent🥳 Omg yes poor horse in To the Beat LOLLL!! Exactly! It must’ve been such a good things to be able to collaborate with an asmr creator since he likes this so much🥺 I haven’t watched the video yet, only some scenes, and it seems like he was really into it and trying to do his best💕 Though who decided that Wooyoung would also be there??😂 I feel like asmr isn’t Wooyoung’s thing and he can’t really stay quiet lol🤣 (Seonghwa really is great at what he does~)

Exactly😂😂 Hongjoong knew it was the end when he had to compete against Yunho😅 It was funny how the rest of them tried cheering on Hongjoong when the match had begun, and then boom, Yunho smacked poor Hongjoong🤣 Mhm it really is a special video for me🥺 my friend who was already stanning was watching the video and I happened to glance over to the phone and I laid my eyes on the Kim Hongjoong and immediately liked him😌 He was so gorgeous with that hair and the white blouse with the hearts on~ in that moment I was already biasing him even if I had no idea who he was😂 Ans then I immediately asked my friend to show me their songs and content!! Ahhh I see okay! I remember that we talked about that we both stanned them around the same time🥰 The logbooks were the first videos I went through if I remember correctly🤔 And yeah too funny how they’re trying to figure everything out in the part switch videos! And thank so do you!!🥰

Soooo true he has no mercy for this comeback😔

Thank you so much, I need it😭 The one I had was like type of an essay, or like a reflective text to talk about the things we’ve worked in my Swedish class🥱 Ahh yeah some people are just not supposed to be with each other :( and because of that it can’t be so nice having your parents wanting to make you and your brother close :((

Agh I really wanna see a stage performance of The Leaders !! It would be sooooo cool🤩 But, the b-sides I like the most are like never performed😂

I mean, yes, but it’s not that big of a struggle it if I compare with people with muuchhhh curlier hair hehe

Thank you!! Good luck on catching up with content :)) Btw! Do you have any favorite I’m the One stage or I’m the One stage outfit?👀

Awh it’s okay<3 I did the same though. I read your responds immediately after you posted but I’m writing my response like two days later😅

(I am typing this on a desktop, so the lack of emojis will be very noticeable.)

Don’t worry. It has taken me far too long to get back to you and I am sorry for that. Time sprung forward on Sunday. I woke up really early to catch a game and did not realize that time moved forward an hour so, on Monday and Tuesday. I suffered. HARD. Today (Wednesday) was not too bad, but I think that’s because I work from home today.

LOL! Yeah~ I am really happy for Seonghwa in that respect. I know! Putting Wooyoung in there was such a random placement. Maybe to get the audience to laugh. I’m not sure if ASMR content is supposed to make you laugh though. Yeosang or San could have been a better choice.

HAHAHA~!!! Yunho was like, “lemme end this real quick.” x_x He didn’t have to do it like that though! Aw~ that’s such a sweet story :) I wasn’t a big fan of his hair at the start of that period, but looking back, the style really suited him, I think. He could pull off so many looks though, anyway. Oh that’s true! We did talk about it around what time we came to ATEEZ. I remember.

Those were my least favorite in school. Just give me a multiple choice test and let’s call it a day. So... excuse my ignorance, but your Swedish class is a language class, or it is like a cultural/history class? The dynamic that I have with my brother is just one that I don’t really vibe with. My mom just has to be okay with that. We’re not trying to k*ll each other at every family meeting and they have to be fine with that. I have a feeling my brother’s wife probably felt as if I was giving them the cold shoulder but I just had other priorities.

Ohhh~ no! :( I hope that, once the pandemic is over or somewhat manageable, they can have a concert (under safe condition). At that concert, they’ll perform all of your favorite b-sides. To The Beat and The Leaders are surely to be performed ;). THEY’RE FAN FAVORITES!!! ESPECIALLY ABROAD!!!

I understand what you mean, but your struggle is still your struggle. However, it is good if we all learn to work with what we have and get better at it, and improve ourselves.

My favorite stage performance and stage performance outfits are the ones from March 9th. They look like they’re coming to a post-apocalyptic world. I don’t know... they just look kind of badass. AAAANNNNNNDDDDDD~ the performance where they wear red! THAT WAS SOOOOO~ HOT!! Which was/were your favorite(s) so far?

Ah~ our two minds hahaha~

#seoultraveller responds #thorsdreams asks #thorsdreams #and your pisces moon! >_<

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megatraven · 4 years

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In need of some Alex angst. A short story where MC is kidnapped after she is sent to investigate an aura. Tries escaping only to fall down some stairs, end up in a coma for awhile and Alex tries to keep it together?

Always willing to supply the angst vuv using Thesus for the kidnapper since that’s what he did in Cerb’s lost kisses lolll

AO3

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She’s running, the ache in her lungs the only thing to distract from the ache in her legs. Her ring sparks before fritzing out, her aura unable to form after Theseus had broken it.

“Come on, come on,” she mutters, trying to activate it again. When its golden light fails to come out, she curses, and takes the chance to look behind her.

No one’s there, and she thanks every god above that she seems to be alone. On shaking legs, she slows to a stop, bracing herself against the wall of the building. She takes a moment to breathe, rubbing at her wrists where ropes had bound her, searching her surroundings for some sign of an exit.

When no exit makes itself clear, she takes another breath, and starts creeping through the halls, wincing each time a light flickers or something makes a sound.

It’s slow going, but eventually she sees an exit sign, dimly lit and hanging over a set of stairs that- hopefully- will lead her outside. She starts toward it, slow so as not to make any noise, before she hears them.

Footsteps.

Footsteps getting closer.

She starts running.

Her body screams for her to stop, but if she does, she knows she won’t be able to break out again, and her aura still won’t activate. So she wills her legs to keep going, her lungs to keep breathing, her heart to keep beating and then-

She crashes right into Theseus as she gets to the stairs. He isn’t prepared for it, and neither is she- he tries to grasp onto her while she tries to steady herself, but rather than saving himself, he pulls her down with him.

They fall down the stairs, Theseus first and MC right after him, until they land with a hard thud at the bottom.

Everything hurts, and her vision swims, darkness creeping in from the edges. Something sharp stabs at her chest with each labored breath, and she prays to Apollo that it’s nothing fatal.

She can barely see by the time Theseus climbs to his feet, and its his silhouette, surrounded by the flickering light of the stairwell, that she closes her eyes upon.

For awhile, there’s nothing at all, other than the brief feel of something that stirs her to consciousness every now and again. She thinks there was dragging- of her body, to somewhere cold and damp. And there was a short moment where she could hear the sounds of New York around her again.

But each of those instances paled to the moment Alex’s voice broke through to her. She couldn’t open her eyes, could hardly even breathe, let alone say their name like she wanted to, reassure them that she’s alright now that they’re with her. But she can’t

The darkness drags her back under.

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Alex stares at their reflection in the mirror, meeting their own gaze but looking beyond it. They haven’t recognized the person who stares back in months now, but they don’t have time to think about that, anyways.

Like always, their thoughts go back to MC, and guilt threatens to squeeze their heart until it gives out completely.

It should’ve been a simple case, open and shut. It was a simple case. Investigate an aura that would lead her to a lesser artifact. But she had found more than that, uncovered something bigger, something sinister.

They should have been with her.

One second she was video-calling them, her words shooting out quick as she tried filling them in on everything she’d found. And the next, they heard her scream. Her phone flew somewhere and they could hear her struggle, and though they’d already started racing to track the call- the struggle ended, someone came close, and the call went silent.

They had arrived at the scene as quick as they could, but it didn’t matter. Her phone lay crushed in the warehouse she’d been investigating, and...

She was gone.

They searched for days without any sign of her, no clues at all. They would never give up on finding her, but their hopes grew harder and harder to cling to.

But finally, finally they’d gotten a lead, and it wasn’t long after that their agents found her and brought her back to HERA. She had several broken bones, a lot of internal bleeding, and cuts and bruises marred nearly ever inch of her skin, but she was alive.

They were so relieved then, they couldn’t have possibly prepared themself for what came next:

Months of waiting.

Even as she healed, she didn’t wake up. Alex trades all of their favors with Apollo for him to help her, but even he could do nothing.

“I can’t wake her, Alex. She’s the one keeping herself locked away. I can’t force her to wake back up without the risk of damaging her beyond what I can heal. This is something she has to do herself. I’m sorry.”

The god’s words still ring in Alex’s ears.

They shake their head of the memories and splash water on their face, running their fingers through their hair a few times. It isn’t styled neatly anymore, just barely combed through with the comb their mother left for them. It makes them sick to think of keeping up appearances when all they want is to stay by MC’s side.

With a sigh, they turn the water off and go to leave, pausing in the door frame only to look at MC in her entirety. She’s robed in a hospital gown and has been since she arrive. All of her cuts and bruises have faded away, and if Alex didn’t know any better, they would think she’s simply sleeping.

Though, in a way, they suppose that is what she’s doing.

Alex settles back into their chair and leans forward, as they always do. They take her hand in theirs and brush their lips over he knuckles, whispering into her skin all the ‘I love you’s they never got to tell her.

Silver sparks at their fingertips as they brush their hand over the silver of her ring’s band. It’s been cold since she’d been recovered, and it was silly of them, but they hoped their aura would be able to jump start its warmth, that it could help her mend whatever had ripped in the fabric of her mind.

Their aura was absorbed by it once again, and thought it glowed briefly, the light soon faded and it was cold once more. Alex eyed it mournfully for a moment before they laid her hand down and reached for her other one.

The second ring she wore wasn’t so special as an artifact, but... it had come from them, after a year of waiting to give it to her. The silver flower that blooms from it sparkles in the light of the room, and their heart aches.

“Please come back to me,” they whisper, pressing a kiss to the diamond, letting their aura jump from their lips to the metal despite it being an ordinary ring.

They watched with half-lidded eyes, as silver dissipates against her skin. Exhaustion creeps back up on them, and they bow their head over, resting her hand against their forehead.

Taking a shuddering breath, their eyes flutter close, and they swallow down the emotions that try to choke them.

After a moment, they speak again.

“It’s okay, MC. I understand,” they murmur, although it breaks them. “Take as long as you need. I’ll be right here, I swear it.”

Sleep begins to overtake them, a blessing and a curse in that it keeps them away from her, but grants them the chance to see her happy again. They’re just on the edge of consciousness, ready to fall over it when a movement jolts them fully awake.

Her hand squeezes against their own.

It’s not very strong, and they think they might’ve imagined it, in that little space where dreams and reality are hard to tell apart. But she does it again, and they squeeze back.

“MC?” they ask, unable to mask the hope in their voice.

Nothing.

Their heart begins to fall.

“Please... please, I need you. I love you.” Their words catch on a sob, and it’s useless to fight against the wave of tears that stream their way down Alex’s face. They cry freely, not even bothering to wipe they away, not when it means they would have to drop her hand.

Somewhere in the midst of it all, she squeezes their hand again, and a small sound escapes her, shocking them into staring once more.

It hurts, to keep on hoping, when they know it could be nothing more than a nightmare she’s suffering through and reacting to. But if they weren’t to hope for her, then there would be no point in... anything.

So, they hoped. With all of their soul, and every piece of their heart, they hoped. The pain that came with hoping would always be worth it, if it meant not giving up on the woman that they gave their forever to.

And that hope was finally paying off.

She squeezes again, stronger this time. Alex holds onto her and grabs hold of her other hand as well, squeezing back with all their might. She responds in kind, and their heart skips a beat. They push up out of their chair, hovering over her and searching her face for any kind of sign that she’s waking up.

For some time, seconds or hours, they stand there, waiting, and then-

“...lex.”

They hold her hands to their chest.

“I’m here. MC, I’m here,” they breathe. “Right here.”

Her face scrunches up, and it’s a lance through their heart that she looks like she’s in pain before her features smooth back out. Several beats of their heart pass before something in her face twitches, and her eyes- her beautiful, beautiful brown eyes- flutter open.

“Alex.”

It’s only their name, but it’s all their heart has yearned for, and the dam breaks, flooding them with every bit of longing, heartache, pain, and relief they could possibly feel.

They cry openly, smiling at her- and then they laugh, when she pulls one of her hands away and brushes a tear from their cheek.

“MC. You’re here.”

She smiles back at them, then, and their heart put itself back together.

Everything they’d endured, everything they’d done and shoved away and buried down deep-

All of it was worth it.

Hoping was worth it.

#lovestruck #astoria #alex cyprin #alex x mc #afk mc #alex #angst #my fic

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dreamwritesimagines · 2 years

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Nightmare, hi, how are you? Beaming, I suppose ✨

I don’t know how to start this, it’s just- I am not okay, thought you should know that

Anyway, did I genuinely scream when Ashlove happened? Yep. Yes, I did

And then Celias and the Luna innuendo got me thinking that people are getting laid left, right and center and my girl Chérie is getting nothing? Not even a petite mort? I know the girl’s naïve but she can learn real quick, I’m telling ya, and I’m rioting over here, just so you know

Also the Cassandra thing - chef’s kiss 🤩 - got me legit thinking how the fuck can you draw so many parallels, you freaking genius, you’re annoyingly good at this 😱

Also, I was literally crying and let me tell you I don’t cry easily while reading

So yeah- I hope you’re happy

And I have no hope that Chanthony will be endgame after this, for dramatic effect I’m giving up- case closed

I mean, I know you’re anything but predictable, so I’m not assuming to have a clue where this is going, but I don’t see the light at the end of the tunnel for them, not anymore 💔

You see I thought I was reading Dream not GRRM all over again to have my heart dragged through bloodshed like this ❤️‍🩹

And I am aware I’m being dramatic af but you know what idc I’m latina I’m allowed to be dramatic so yeah

That being said I still love you though and thank you for another great chapter ❤️

Oh I’m having so much fun darling, I’m not gonna lie😂 I’ve been giggling for the whole day😂

ASHLOVE MY BELOVED❤

And then Celias and the Luna innuendo got me thinking that people are getting laid left, right and center and my girl Chérie is getting nothing? Not even a petite mort? I’m laughing so hard at this lolll😂

See, Anthony is like more than ready to give her all that but😏

Awww this is so sweet of you! ❤

That’s a good sign for angst ❤😈

I still have some plans for Chanthony❤❤

You see I thought I was reading Dream not GRRM all over again to have my heart dragged through bloodshed like this ❤️‍🩹 Omg omg 😱😍❤

Love you so much darling, you’re amazing! 😱😍❤

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More disorganized thoughts on Dublin Murders (eps 3-6)

(As before, lots of books-centric talk and speculation that may be spoilery.)

I feel like I should begin by giving Phelps a bit of credit in that it does seem clear enough, even in the changes from French, that she is an enthusiast and has probably read this series over and over aside from professionally. There are times when I smile because it’s so obvious she’s a fan, but then there are other moments...we’ll get there.

I feel like it’s always a little...bad or whatever to bag on child actors, but ugh, with the exceptions of some minor ones I just can’t with these miscast kids. I can’t with that cheesy decision to have Adam yelling and yelling when they find him in the woods (the nail-breaking catatonia was so much creepier, come on). This slightly deranged stuff with little Cassie and Lexie is another quick shortcut for the viewers who can’t piece together psychological implications for themselves--it’s that stuff that makes me wonder if relying on a lot of voiceover would have actually been more subtle. Yes, Cassie had an imaginary friend when she was little because she felt alone after her parents died, but that isn’t spelled out in a couple clauses like I just did, or like the series basically does in two minutes with a strangely emotionless scene they were so proud of we had to watch it twice just in case the ins and outs of her formative trauma wasn’t clear enough.

How depressing to think of a kid buried with their favorite color when kids change their minds about their favorite color every few months. That being said, my mom somehow always kept it straight! Something’s not right in that house, man.

The thing with McCabe being haunted about Knocknaree till his death and leaving crackers notes in the evidence is a little corny but I like it. And like, Rob saying it’s irrelevant but clearly being shaken to hear that...and Christ, that bit later on when he makes up a probable suicide for Adam Ryan...boy.

Oh my LORD can we talk about how Rob is so cold with his mom?? Cassie was more affectionate with her than he was. That scene is so sad, it’s perfect. And no shit, when she told Cassie she wasn’t a good liar, I scoffed at that...and then she told Rob and they both laughed about it <3 <3

It’s been commented on, but Rob has a key to her place? He comes over to wake her up with coffee, and he’s about to leap in his car and come to her after she sees Lexie’s body, because of course he would have (while Sam awkwardly tries to approach her over her shoulder, lolll). Their platonic intimacy, I just... <3<3<3

LOL @ O’Kelly reacting to Lexie the way more people probably would: “Are you all on ketamine?! Am I the only one looking at this?!!?”

“You get to know his tell.” That’s mean for my Cassie but

I gotta say, I’m less annoyed than I was when it happened but still annoyed that Rob and Cassie sleeping together happened with her emotions as the catalyst rather than his. Like it makes enough sense if you believe the whole complication was going to happen sooner or later, but it really backs away from the part of In The Woods where Rob is at his most absolutely naked vulnerability and is clearly capital ‘t’ Triggered and it might significantly compromise how sympathetic he can be, and what his development does with male trauma. At least they do make him cry later, and remembering witnessing the rape works as a stand-in for what brings that on, but it’s undeniably disappointing to not see him go through that raw breakdown with Cassie in a way that feels in multiple ways like a tragically brief lapse in his walls.

Sam? Goading Cassie into admitting she slept with Rob after they’d fallen out and then saying “Fuck you, I have to work with him”? More likely than you think. Nah, I don’t know, these two were practically incapable of being harsh with each other in the novel and it’s...unexpected. It’s interesting because it’s like here we are treating Sam’s idealization of Cassie as more obviously a Problem while it was more just an annoyance in The Likeness, but I don’t really see book!Sam having this level of breakdown like he hardcore has been in denial that Cassie has probably done some stuff she’s not proud of, so they’re very different in my mind.

HOLLY, though. Holly actually knows Cassie like in the fanfic I’d like to read. Frank’s cheesy Dad shirt! This is the shit that makes me feel that Phelps is a Fan. But like, what is her deal with The Likeness because she doesn’t seem to dive into the things that a lot of the fans love about that book at all? I know they’re short on time (because of who’s choice to condense these in one miniseries, I’d like to know) but there’s a reason the book takes its time with the prep of the operation. With this, we mostly get some cursory stuff about where the kitchenware goes and one bit with a videotape and like...I have no clue how Cassie thinks she knows what Lexie is like, and because of that weird-ass talk with Sam where she seems disconnected from reality about where she came from and Frank showing little concern about how to instruct her to do this and the totally anti-climactic way she arrives at Whitethorn House and they just SKIP TO THE NEXT MORNING like it’s all no big deal, it’s almost like we’re not supposed to care or even think about the central fulcrum of suspense and audaciousness that made the premise of the book so fucking good.

But that’s not even half the problem, because the Whitethorn characters are just kinda lost on this take. So far I either haven’t noticed or haven’t much liked the cast’s performances of them, their connections are simplified to who's banging or wanting to bang who right away, and there’s a sad shortage of actual non-awkward warmth before we get to those fissures of ugliness and resentment. And you know, the worst of it is that Cassie doesn’t give a fuck. She wants to nail one of them to the wall, she believes from the beginning one of them did it, and that’s a completely different story that doesn’t really need all this surreal gothic pomp which is already a lot to swallow in the same season as In The Woods. She and Frank are totally on the same wavelength and that’s fun to watch because sometimes that’s the fundamental note of their sense of intense history in the book too, but in The Likeness, Frank has this contempt for the residents that says more than he realizes about himself, and she has this desire to protect this strange family from the inevitable which says something about her and everything she’s been through, and that comes around in so many ways that I doubt they’re going to suddenly establish in the last couple episodes, unfortunately.

I will say though, while I figured that pulling these two relatively insulated high-concept stories together wouldn’t work and it doesn’t seem to be working, I am enjoying how much it emphasizes the thematic threads and imagery shared between them, even things like doubles/twins. Even though at least one of Rob’s hallucination sequences doesn’t land right for me, I love the visuals always emphasizing that insurmountable intrusion of the woods and the feral world, most literally realized in that horrifying car crash in slow motion. It makes me think of Scorcher’s “Wild stays out” bit--inevitably it doesn’t~~

And at the same time, Cassie leaving Rob to go under is a different way of approaching that pile of angst that I’m finding interesting and I look forward to seeing how they tie everything back in.

Though I did kinda like that one scene with O’Kelly, I have a big bone to pick with that “Mackey gets people killed” thing, because...no? Dead operatives don’t get “results.” You’re not a badass like Frank Mackey is supposed to be if you can’t pick the undercover types and teach your cops how to not get killed, because you get to that point by being good at not getting yourself killed. Mackey even says at one point in Faithful Place with some defensive pride that his moles don’t end up dead. Frank is shady and opportunistic and manipulative, but he is not a fucking idiot, and making him hold the bad-guy ball to just shrug about the gun in ordeI’r to remove--even more!--the emphasis on Cassie’s increasingly compromised and reckless decisions is not something I’m happy with (I’ll admit I’m not 100% sure about this, but she keeps it from him in the book, right?).

Hmm: “If anything happens to her I'll fucking kill you” vs. “Maddox is a survivor.”

Also: “She looks at Daniel the way Sam looked at you.” Aww, Frank, you bastard.

I forgot to say last time that Rob having a roommates-with-hate-sex-benefits thing with Heather is just...yeah, that could happen. But what was up with her not even noticing he looks like he needs an ambulance, lol

I stopped at quite a cliffhanger so I think I’ll just end this here.

#dublin murders #dublin murder squad #cassie maddox #frank mackey #rob reilly #rob ryan #tana french #Layla very occasionally liveblogs #yeah sorry I can't figure out how to do a cut on here anymore

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