#my gf asked me to draw this. so tell her thanks
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a stepping stone to hope or whatever
#my gf asked me to draw this. so tell her thanks#please ignore how i did not make his robot arm long enough :(#nagito komaeda#nagito komaeda fanart#komaeda nagito#sdr2 fanart#sdr2#danganronpa#danganronpa fanart#dangan ronpa#koinnit.art
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DATING APPLEJACK !
request || equestria girls!apple jack x fem!reader
author's note: everyone say thank you to mars for encouraging my delusions & to the person who requested this. also ive been picturing her the way @/cloiiiiii on tiktok draws her so like yeah
ⓘ word count : 0.8k || applejack masterlist
probably didn't realize she liked you until someone (rarity) told her
"what? no way, i don't like-" and then the "HOLY SHIT I DO LIKE HER!"
she was the last to know
rainbow and rarity have to give her advice on asking you out (rarity's is serious and helpful, dash's is just "ask her out dumbass")
probably asked you out with flowers.
"so uh– i was wondering' if you'd, uh, y'know, wanna go out with me sometime? it's fine if not– y'know what, nevermind its stupi–"
she's so nervous!!!
anyways onto the actual dating hcs
she was the one to say i love you first
you guys were probably taking a walk or something and you were talking and she'll like smile at you really lovingly and go "i love you, y'know"
calls you really cheesy nicknames — sugar, sugar cube, pretty girl, my girl, princess, angel, darlin', missy, sweetheart, sweet pea, honey, etc etc
would take you on the cutest dates!!!
sunsets, picnics, apple picking (duh), late night drives
if u like shopping then she's def the kind of girl who'll hold all your bags
she'll also walk you to all your classes / walk you home
also!!! kind of gf who won't leave u alone in public. like if you guys go out she WILL stay with you at all times cause yk 😕
she's such a sweetheart
will open doors for you and get offended if you try to do ANYTHING yourself
SHE WAS RAISED RIGHT 🗣
can and will give you her clothes to wear. PLEAAASE wear her flannels/shirts around her she will lose her mind
"well, darlin', don't you look nice?" whenever u get dressed up
she either gets flustered really easily or she doesnt
pls imagine her in like. a white tank and jeans and cowboy boots
1 million dead 4923 injured
her voice in the morning >>>>>
it has a little rasp and her accent is like ten times thicker and just ugh
she's jacked btw. apple jacked.
she grew up up a farm like what'd u expect
anyways imagine needing to get smth off a shelf or something and she just comes up behind you and reaches to grab the thing and her arms ohmygod
love languages are definitely acts of service & quality time
CONSTANTLY doing little things for you
holding open the door, getting you flowers every week, randomly cleaning your room when she's at your house, filling up ur drink, ordering for you, etc
such a "my girl" kind of gf
"attagirl" "my girl" "pretty girl" "sweet girl"
randomly gives u compliments
also!! i don't see her as the kind of gf who comments under ur insta posts but she's def the kind who'll post them on her story
she's not a very social media person in general, but any post she does make is probably of you
would def write you a sappy letter on your anniversary/valentines/christmas/new years/your birthday
basically any chance she gets she'll write u a long, sappy letter telling you how much she appreciates you and loves you and yap yap yap
i don't see her as a person who wears much jewelry, but i can definitely see her having a locket with your picture in it, or some kind of matching bracelet
randomly starts yapping about you to the girls
"she's so sweet and i love her an–" "SHUT UP WE GET IT." "dang okay"
they're your biggest fans!!!
pinkie probably made a fan account on insta thats just her posting cute pictures of you guys
rarity helps applejack plan dates and shit
dash playfully flirts with you any chance she gets because she finds it hilarious when aj glares at her
speaking of that, i can't see her being someone who gets jealous super super easily?
like, i can definitely see her sidling up beside you, putting an arm around your waist, and glaring at the person who's flirting with you
"who's this, darlin'?"
she has an rbf so if you're really sunshine-y you guys look ridiculous tg
scary guard dog gf!!!!
such an early riser but if you ask her to stay in bed with you she'll be so dramatic about it (she'll sigh and be like "alright, alright, but just this once" <- its happened multiple times)
apple bloom adores you!!! she'll randomly barge into aj's room to talk to you (aj thinks its cute how much she likes you but she does NOT appreciate her sister's interruption)
100% your biggest supporter
if you do theatre or choir or orchestra, she'll show up to EVERY. SINGLE. PERFORMANCE. you will ever have
if you do sports, trust she'll be at all your games yelling her head off and holding a big ass sign
she's really good at cooking so she'll learn how to make your favorite dishes!!! this also means you guys have cute little dinners at home a lot <3
© juneberrie 2024 – reblogs are appreciated!!!
#mlp x reader#my little pony x reader#equestria girls x reader#mlp eg#applejack x reader#apple jack x reader#mlp applejack#liz’s writing ♡
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Ok Derek angst what about a non-bau gf getting jealous of his flirting with Garcia? Bc ngl if my bf did that with a girl who I hadn’t met I would be super upset and then May be his gf meets Garcia and realizes she’s a girls girl and super sweet? Idk u can take it any direction
ty for your request ♡ fem!reader
You don't want anything to do with Penelope Garcia. Honestly, you wouldn't ever meet her if you had your way, but you're level-headed enough to know that she's important to Derek. Integral to his life. It's a miracle you put off meeting her as long as you had.
At first, you genuinely thought she was Derek's mom. He always ended calls with, "Love you, mama." It was only a few weeks ago when he shook things up to say, "I love you, babygirl," did you look up from the book on your thigh to ask who it was.
"Penelope," he'd said, like he was confused. "Who'd you think?"
You shrugged noncommittal, earning yourself a hair pet and a kiss. You lay awake that night wondering if you got it wrong. You'd heard a hundred stories about her and felt reluctantly fond, but now? Your boyfriend calls other girls pet names, what do you do about that? What can you?
You ignored it. And now you have to meet her.
She doesn't seem as nefarious as you've imagined her, springing from her seat at the cafe table to hug you. "Hi! Oh my god hi! I can't believe I'm finally meeting you, I've never been this happy in my life! You're so pretty!"
You wince at her arms thrown over your shoulders but reciprocate. You aren't a total bitch.
"Thank you," you say. She smells like coffee creamer and hairspray. She pulls away to beam at you, her lips painted a shiny, pretty red. "It's nice to meet you. Derek has nothing but good things to say about you."
It sounds awfully formal, like you're opening a bank account with a teller who has a shared acquaintance. Derek gives you a look. You give him a look back, mutual confusion. She may be his best friend, but you don't know her (and what you do know you're jealous of, so).
Derek takes your hand despite your off behaviour to show you off with pride, his teeth peeking from behind his lips milky white. "My two favourite girls had to meet eventually."
"I thought I'd be more jealous about coming second," Penelope says, eyes twinkling, "but I've never seen Derek so happy." Her voice turns scratchy like stretched linen. "He deserves the best, you know? And it's clear you're it. He's smitten."
"Maybe don't give up all my secrets, sweetheart," he says.
Seeing them together chills your raging envy. There's a lot of love there, clearly, but the sexual tension you pictured is fictional. "Girl code, my love,'' Penelope says with a shrug. She winks at you.
Insecurity nags at your skin like condensation on a cold window, "You've known Derek for nearly six years? Have you guys always been this close?"
"Well, mister muscles here didn't bother remembering my name for the first couple of weeks that we worked together, so he deferred to pet names. And, you know, he's him," —Penelope gestures to him as if to say, behold, drawing a startled laugh from you— "and I'm me, so. I didn't want him to stop."
"Hey, now."
Penelope shakes her head at you. "He always does this."
"If 'this' is stopping you from talking bad on yourself, babygirl, then yeah. I'll always do it."
You feel clarity break, the sweet taste of relief and the muggier lick of shame. Derek and Penelope have a special friendship. That you knew before meeting her. She's made a huge, irreplaceable impact on his life, and Derek has clearly done the same. They aren't playing work husband and wife —there are reasons for their affections that go well beyond the surface flirtation.
"I get it. Nobody ever called me anything so nice as Derek calls me," you confide. Derek's eyebrows leap up. You've never told him this; you're telling Penelope as a sort of apology, though she can't know that. "I never got asked out growing up. When he asked me on a date I thought he was trying to win a bet."
Penelope's expression flickers with relief. There and gone, quickly replaced by sympathy. "Are you kidding? You're so pretty, Derek's lucky he got to you before someone else did."
Derek kisses your cheek. His lips linger against the apple of it, your joined hands pulled instinctively to his firm torso. You might be imagining it, but Derek seems to know everything, so he probably knows the hill you've just climbed in your head. "Damn straight I'm lucky. I'm surrounded by beautiful, genius women. This is paradise for the modern man."
You flush at his touch and praise. Penelope makes a pleased squeak. "Ooh, you guys are cute! You need to let me take a photo. This'll make a great printout for your wedding."
"Penelope."
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A Night Like Tonight
Summary: Tommy is spiraling out of control after Polly's death and dragging his gf with him.
Author's Note: Requested by the lovely @runnning-outof-time with the song "On a Night Like Tonight" as inspo. I apologize this came out much darker and angstier than you prob intended.
Warnings: nightmares, mention of drinking, drug use, codependent relationship, blood, suicidal ideation, suicide
The heavy gray clouds sank further in the sky over the fields like a vice tightening their ghostly grip. His boots mired in thick black mud, Tommy found himself trapped just beyond reach of Polly’s outstretched hands. Close enough to stare into her kohl rimmed eyes, he was closer than ever to crossing over to where she stood. Without sign of tremors, his hand raised the pistol to his temple, eyes closing to greet the waiting darkness. The screams reached his ears before the gunshots, a guttural echo which pulsed through his veins like a second heart beat.
Jerking awake to a blacked out room, Tommy found himself twisted in bed covers. His eyes adjusted slowly, but his brain raced to reconcile his whereabouts as he ran a hand through his sweat dampened hair. On a shaky breath, he attempted to pull himself up, trembling fingertips reaching for the cigarette case on his bedside table.
His uncoordinated efforts resulted in a smashed lamp causing him to flinch involuntarily. "Fuck!" he exclaimed sharply, the disturbance irritating his overtired brain. Taking a deep breath, he replaced the curses on his lips with a cigarette, fumbling with his lighter until it flickered to life.
A warm, orange glow illuminated her profile beside him, the concern etched on her face unmistakable. Sinking back into his pillow, he rubbed a thumb across his forehead, the smoke from his cigarette wafting between them like a curtain. "Why were you shouting?" he muttered. She didn’t have to see his eyes to know the turmoil and confusion they held.
"It was you, Tommy,” she noted in a hushed whisper. "You cried out," she explained, drawing her hand to her lips before she mentioned he was calling for his beloved aunt.
The slow, sizzling burn of the cigarette paper was the only sound in the room as she waited and observed. With each exhalation of smoke, Tommy's chest seemed to still a bit more. The vein at his neck too ceased to thrum wildly, the way she'd seen it so often in recent weeks as he wrestled with the visions that brought unimaginable guilt.
“There was nothing you could have done,” she offered in a soft voice, draping her slender hand across his chest protectively.
The silence persisted in the inky blackness and she realized he hadn’t heard a word of her reassurance, his eyes fixed upon the ceiling. Tossing the duvet aside, she swung a leg over his bare torso and leaned in to carefully pluck the cigarette from his lips. She extinguished it on the bedside table before returning to drape herself across his body. Hair falling over him like a blanket, she enveloped him in her warmth, allowing the scent of her perfume to comfort him. Running a hand down his cheek, she confessed “You’re scaring me these days, my love.”
She ducked her head into the safety of his neck, wanting to feel his arm caress her back and tell her everything was going to be fine. It wasn't a surprise when no such promises were made. He hadn't been himself for some time. "Come back," she mumbled against his rough stubble, placing a kiss in hopes he would feel her love reviving him. But his jaw remained clenched, her supple lips meeting bone that felt like cold steel beneath her touch.
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Three weeks later...
It was late in the day when the phone trilled harshly in the parlor, disrupting her reading. When she answered Ada was on the line and she heaved a sigh of relief. "Ada, thank God. Do you have the name of the doctor I asked about for Tommy?"
"How dare you ask after what he's done?" Ada seethed, taking her by surprise.
"What's happened? Is it Arthur again or-"
"How can you be so blind? He's kept you captive in that house too long," she professed. She'd begun to weep, bitter tears seeping through the wires and causing static on the line.
"Ada, I don't know what this is all about, but I'm sure if you knew how bad it's got, you'd help. He's losing days at a time now."
"Make all the excuses you like, but I'll never forgive him," Ada vowed, the chill in her voice unmistakable.
"Please, what is this about?"
A shaky sigh echoed down her ear as Ada revealed, "An innocent boy was killed today," she paused for breath before she composed herself enough to continue, "along with with my fiancé."
The phone fell from her ear as she let out a strangled gasp, barely hearing the rest, "because Tommy couldn't keep to his own business. He had to interfere in something big enough to kill us all."
Retrieving the phone she implored, "Then you see how he needs you. He'll listen to you."
Ada hadn't visited Arrow House in months, but it was clear nothing had changed, in fact her brother sounded worse. "No," she stated firmly. "My brother can rot in Hell."
"Ada, please..." she protested, but the line had gone dead and a loud crash had her running to the office moments later.
An incoherent Tommy was surrounded by broken glass, his hands bleeding from the shards lodged in his palms. "Oh, Tommy," she cried, weaving a path to him amongst the pieces to avoid injuring herself.
She cradled his head to her chest as he lost consciousness, sweeping the fringe from his feverish forehead. She wept as she curled in around him, whispering softly, "What am I going to do now?"
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The next morning she cleared the breakfast dishes without waiting for Frances and brought the full plates back to the kitchen.
"Is something wrong with the food?" the new chef asked apologetically.
She only shrugged by way of explanation.
"I can make something else," he offered, rushing to gather the delicate china from her arms.
"Don't bother. It's only black coffee and cigarettes for Mr. Shelby in the morning," she explained wearily.
"And for you?" he persisted. "If you don't care for eggs, I'll prepare-"
"M not hungry," she cut him off, before turning to Frances and asking for her to phone the doctor for another vial of morphine.
Frances took a step closer to the young woman, lowering her voice to a hushed whisper as she asked. "Are you sure Mr. Shelby requires this, ma'am? Isaiah brought a bottle yesterday."
"It's not for Mr. Shelby," she replied curtly.
Brow etched with concern, Frances began, "I don't think he would want-"
"You of all people should know that he doesn't notice or care," she shot back, emotion rising in her throat the more she attempted to choke it down. "Let me have a little peace, won't you?" she persisted, searching Frances' face with watery eyes. As silence hung between them she finally swiped at her cheeks angrily as she ordered, "Call the fucking doctor or I'll have you dismissed."
Frances stood mouth agape as she stormed off. Hearing a huff behind her back, she turned to see the kitchen maid, throwing the plates into the sink. "He's killing that girl," the maid spat.
Frances flinched at the sound of china shattering against the porcelain, but she couldn't deny the outrage they all felt. She was right about Tommy's influence over the young woman. A healthy, spirited girl of twenty had arrived two years ago. Now she was barely recognizable.
"We're not paid to pass judgment," Frances reminded the staff as she straightened her uniform.
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Tommy gulped the last of his whisky harshly and opened the drawer to his right, rummaging through the contents until he found the small packet he'd stashed in the back. With a deep sigh, he opened it and stared at the contents. He wasn't sure why he'd saved it all this time, other than the promise it held. As he rolled it in his palm he thought of the speech he'd given Barney about a way free of pain and misery. Shoulders slouched forward, he closed his eyes to the odd sense of calm that washed over him now.
The large, glowing moon outside filtered through the thin curtains of Tommy's office, illuminating his slumped body. He'd hardly noticed the presence of another person, especially so late in the evening until she placed her small hand on his shoulder.
"You're awake," Tommy noted with surprise.
"I couldn't sleep without you," she replied, settling herself into his lap in an attempt to have a better view of what he held tightly in his palm.
Raking her fingernails against his scalp she asked, "What've you got?" A casual tone to her query in hopes he would confide in her.
However, the opposite happened when Tommy's paranoia took root. Pushing her from his knee with a harsh shove, he muttered, "This has nothing to do with you, alright?"
Tears welled along her lash line as she muttered, "Fuck off, Tommy. I never ask questions, do I?"
Tommy's body stiffened at her acerbic tone, a wounded look crossing his face as he attempted to explain. "I'm trying to keep you safe."
"Safe?" she scoffed. "What does that mean anymore?," she shrugged futilely.
Tommy held her shoulders firmly in his grasp, the intensity of his blue eyes ceasing her impatient movements. "It means I love you and I don't want you involved."
"You mean you don't want to let me in," she cried, beating on his chest with desperation.
At a loss for words, Tommy dropped his chin to his chest and she took the opportunity to grasp his hand. His nimble fingers momentarily betrayed him and the capsules fell into her palm.
"What are these?" she gasped.
Tommy's face flushed with the discovery, afraid to admit the truth. A harsh gulp followed as he ran a hand down his face, feeling the throb of his pulse within the recesses of his eye sockets. Finally the weak reply tumbled from his lips, "They're cyanide capsules." He grasped her wrist as he thought of words to reassure her.
She turned her head away from him as hot tears streamed down her cheeks. "My love isn't working anymore is it?" she whispered, voice breaking in desperation as she rejected his empty reassurance.
Frozen from the drugs, alcohol and indecision Tommy allowed her to capture his face in her hands. Searching his glazed eyes for something to grab hold to, she found herself floundering. The overwhelming need for him and her love crashing against her sternum in the form of a tenacious heart raging against rejection.
Finally he spoke breaking the unbearable silence, saying, "I never meant to hurt you. I'd understand on a night like tonight if you want to go..."
Her hand clenched involuntarily by her side, the capsules pressing into her skin. Gazing up at him she protested, “Tell me anything you like, except for goodbye. That's the only thing I couldn't bear." The dampness of her tears coated his cheek as she pressed a tender kiss to the corner of his mouth, lingering for a brief moment to savor the salty sweetness clinging to his lips.
Pulling back to gaze at him, a sad smile crossed her lips as she asked, "What do you reckon it's like high up there in heaven?" She brushed the hair from his forehead as she mused, "We might never know, but it was good way down here, wasn't it? At least for awhile...." Eyes glossy and searching for a morsel of hope, she waited for a response Tommy never offered.
Then in one swift movement she shoved the pills into her mouth, crushing the shell of the capsules with her teeth. Tommy's face registered a moment of horrified shock before he pulled her into him, pressing her to his body in a passionate kiss that took the poison from her to share it between them.
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In the morning when Frances came to open the drapes, she found their bodies intwined in a lover's embrace. "Peace at last," she noted sorrowfully before withdrawing from the room.
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Hey I just sent your wednesday telling tish and gomez she has a gf fanfic and I loved it was wondering if you could do kinda off a part 2 to it where its parents week aging and they meet yn
“My parents wishes to meet you.” You almost spat out your drink at the suddenness of your girlfriends words. “Well good morning to you too my dear rose thorn.” You coughed whilst Wednesday patted your back until your airways cleared up. “Why do your parents want to meet me? Did they ask about me? What did you say? Please tell me you didn’t tell them about the time I tripped and accidentally pulled down Ajax’s beanie and had mrs Thornhill accidentally stoned?” You pestered Wednesday with question after question but it was more out of your nervous habit rather then being annoying.
You were just worried that when you finally do get the meet Wednesday’s parents, whatever they said to her in confidence would immediately be retracted once they got to know you other then being their daughters girlfriend. “Cara mia,” Wednesday’s face softened at your worries as she held your hand in hers, making you look at her with an insecurity written across your face, “you fret over nothing, my parents aren’t the shallow type that retract their statements. You’re already beloved by Thing.”
You both looked to Thing who was having his nails painted by Enid in a matte black colour. You smiled at the hand before looking back at Wednesday, who was already looking at you with a rarity of a smile across her lips. You were thankful of her attempts of easing your worries as you brought your arms around her waist, drawing her close. “How could I dare compete with such beauty.” You softly spoke. “Don’t inflate Thing’s ego, he won’t let me live it down if you do.” Wednesday replied but noticed how you didn’t take your eyes off her. “I wasn’t talking about Thing.” You said, eyes closing shut when you felt her draw her lips to your cheek, opening them once more when Wednesday draws herself away.
“Okay, okay we get it your both cute, your both adorable and in love and shit but please reframe from being so gothically cutesy in front of my client. Thank you.” Enid said as she gestured to Thing, who was attempting to either fan himself or dry his nails faster. You weren’t quite sure which but found it humorous as you felt a smile creep up on your lips. “Alright then, we’ll leave you and your client to it.” You said to Enid who gave you a soldiers salute before facing Wednesday, presenting your arm to her as you breathed a nervous sigh.
“I believe your parents awaits us my lady of darkness.” Wednesday could feel the tension as she slipped her arm through your arm, bringing her hand to intertwine with yours, squeezing it reassuringly as you felt her black painted nails gently bite into your skin. “Relax my love, they can smell fear.” She whispered in your ear as she lead the both of you out of the dorm and to the entrance hall of the school just as a sleek black car pulled up. A tall woman emerged from the car first with hair as black as night cascading down her shoulders that matched her black dress which made her look as though she were gliding through billows of black mist.
She was beautiful, you could easily tell she was Wednesday’s mother because only a beauty of her stature could create the beauty that was your girlfriend. Next to come out of the car was a stout man dressed in a dark pinstriped suit, he immediately rushed to his wife’s side, joining their hands together tightly as though they were scared to be separated from one another. He was a handsome man in his own right and you could tell that he treated Wednesday’s mother like a goddess with how openly affectionate he was to her and vice versa.
It was rare to see an openly happy husband and wife. It always seemed that by the time they stopped having kids, or were in the midst of having them, the magic of their relationship gives away into a hostile environment that the kids are the primary victims of. So you were extremely happy that Wednesday was born to two loving people as her parents. However you noticed how her shoulders deflate when she didn’t see whom she wanted to see the most. “Pugsley’s not with them, I guess he’s still in school…getting shoved in a locker somewhere.” She murmurs under her breath, a little disappointed.
“I’m sure your brother join next time my black dahlia.” You reassured her, bringing up her hand to press a tender kiss to it before your eyes widened in realisation of what you’ve just done and in the presence of her parents too. You looked over at Morticia and Gomez who were already looking at you and their daughter with soft expressions as they turned to one another. “I believe that’s the little mouse who’s stole our vipers heart.” Gomez told Morticia who only smiled sweetly, gripping her husbands hand. “ I believe so too,” she starts before looking over at you with observant eyes that made you stand straighter then you ever were. “She’s just adorable, don’t you think dear Gomez?”
You didn’t know how to feel about being talked about as though you aren’t there but you didn’t have to wait that much longer before they both walked up to greet you and Wednesday. “Wednesday, have you gotten into the school spirit yet?” Morticia asked her daughter who only looked unimpressed. “Can’t you see I’m just dying with so much school spirit.” Wednesday’s replied made a chuckle slip past your lips, causing her, Morticia and Gomez’s attention to be brought to you and you immediately choked. “I’m sorry, I apologise for laughing.” You said but Morticia and Gomez only smiled whilst Wednesday brought your hand to her lips, mirroring your actions earlier in hopes of relieving you of some of your anxieties.
“It’s quite alright dear, I’m just enlightened that someone can see the humour in our daughter’s dankness.” Gomez replied, “you must be the girl who stole our Wednesday’s heart right from her chest. Tell me, was it as dark as she claims it was?” You looked to Wednesday and smiled, feeling slightly at ease with her parents reception of you. “Oh it’s as dark as they come and then some, she is forever my black diamond for her shine maybe nonexistent to most but to me,” you tug your girlfriend close. in an outburst of self confidence as her free hand found home on your shoulder, “she shines brighter then any.”
Wednesday temporarily didn’t know how to respond to your genuine words but Morticia and Gomez couldn’t help but love you even more as they got to see how you treated their daughter and vice versa. You and Wednesday reminded them when they were younger and that’s the type of devotion they wanted for their daughter and were happy that Wednesday had found you. “Oh your becoming an Addams already my dear.” Morticia said fondly as she tenderly reaches for your cheek.
“Just don’t go breaking our daughter’s heart before we can incite the welcoming ceremony.” She adds and as soon as she pulls away, Gomez goes in for a big hug, taking you away from Wednesday who only watched in slight amusement as you are squeezed into her fathers famous bear hugs. “I can’t wait for you to become a viper, my little mouse.” He says, pulling away to address his daughter, “rest assured my little viper, upon the next parents evening we’ll be sure to bring along Pugsley, uncle Fester and potentially cousin IT to meet your future wife.”
“I’m ecstatic.” Wednesday replied, returning to your side to grasp at your hand once more. You honestly had no idea why you were so afraid of meeting Wednesday’s parents at first but now you adored them as they adored you, seeing as how throughout the rest of the evening they asked you a plethora of questions of how and why you loved Wednesday. You answered them truthfully and as honestly as you could that by the end of each answer you gave Morticia and Gomez; You swore you could see Wednesday’s dark eye beaming with love and her cheeks aflame with a red flush as her hand gripped onto your arm tightly, almost to the point of pure possessiveness but you were also holding onto her just as tightly.
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Lipstick Stains - Pt. 17
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Larissa Weems x fem!reader
summary: you finally get a chance to paint Larissa (smut ensues).
words: ~ 3.1k | ao3 link in title
A/N: once again thank you to @afeatherformills for all of the planning and beta-ing, and to my gf as well. i drive both of them crazy and am eternally grateful that they haven't yet told me to stick this fic where the sun don't shine :')
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That Saturday you were deep in thought as you navigated the halls of Nevermore, making your way to Larissa’s office. So deep in thought that you hardly noticed Enid walking past you.
“Hey!”
Your head snapped up and you looked around for the source of the voice. Finding it, your face softened and you stepped towards the blonde. “Enid. You okay?”
She hesitated for a moment, her face falling a bit. “Yeah, I guess. Thanks for convincing Weems not to expel us.”
You laughed. “I didn’t have to convince her of anything. Is she really that stern?”
Enid’s lips curled up into a smile. “Sometimes. She can be really cool, but sometimes she’s a bit scary.”
“I’m sure it’s just because she cares,” you replied - truth be told you’d seen Larissa’s ‘scary’ side in action when dealing Wednesday, and you could certainly understand Enid’s point. But as long as Larissa’s anger wasn’t directed at you, you thought your girlfriend was kind of hot when she was angry - a fact you decided to keep to yourself.
“Maybe.” Enid shrugged. “Say hi to Weems for me.”
“Sure,” you replied, feeling yourself blush. As you were about to say goodbye, you were struck with an idea. “Wait.”
You reached into your bag, with Enid watching you curiously as you pulled out your sketchbook and flipped to a random page, scribbling your number on it and tearing it out.
“Here. If you guys are in trouble again, you should have someone to call.”
She took the paper with a shy smile. “I’m never going back out there again. But… thanks.” Pulling her phone out of her pocket, she entered your number and shot you a text. “Now you have mine, too.”
“Thanks. Stay safe, Enid,” you teased gently, earning yourself a giggle from the young girl.
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“Come in,” called Larissa’s smooth voice as you knocked on her office door minutes later.
You did as you were told, closing and locking the door behind you. The sound of the lock clicking was not lost on Larissa, who looked up from her laptop with a smirk plastered on her face.
“Hello, darling,” she purred, her fingers pausing in their frantic typing as she waited for you to cross the room, drop the large canvas bag you were holding, and give her a kiss. “Pretty girl,” she mumbled against your lips as she pulled you onto her lap. Deepening the kiss, she flicked her tongue against yours, drawing a breathy moan from your throat which she swallowed eagerly. Her hands came to rest on your thighs, rubbing circles overtop your trousers as her breathing became more shallow.
You chuckled into the kiss, pulling back reluctantly - Larissa let out a little whine, pouting slightly as she stilled her hands in their movements.
“Rissa…” you whined playfully, wrapping her arms around her neck. “I wanted to paint you while we still have some natural sunlight.”
“Mmm, I know, I know.” Larissa sighed, resting her forehead against yours and sliding her hands up to your waist. “Just tell me what you want from me, I’m all yours today.”
“Thank you.” You smirked, pressing a kiss to her cheek and whispering in her ear - you didn’t miss the shiver that ran down her spine as your warm breath hit the side of her neck. “I actually had an idea for what I wanted to do, may I ask you to accompany me to your bedroom?”
Larissa threw her head back as she laughed, squeezing your waist. When her laughter died down and she locked eyes with you once more, you were met with amusement and desire in equal measure. “Lead the way,” she replied with a smirk as you slid off her lap and held a hand out for her to take, grabbing your bag with the other hand.
She placed her palm in your own and stood, following you to her quarters and straight into her bedroom. “And what will you have me do in here?”
“Well I noticed that the light that comes in here in the early afternoon would be perfect for painting you.” You placed the bag you were carrying at the foot of the bed and looked around the room, your eyes falling to Larissa’s vanity. “Can I move this?”
Larissa chuckled, eyeing you curiously. “That’s fine…” She helped you clear it and drag it to the end of the bed, then sat down at the edge of the bed, kicking her heels off and watching you set up your tabletop easel, a canvas, and your paints. “And how will you have me pose? Would you like me naked in my bed?” she asked playfully.
“You know I would never object to having you naked in your bed,” you teased back, watching Larissa blush, her lips curling up into a shy smile as her gaze dropped to her lap. Once you were satisfied with your set-up, you stepped in front of Larissa, placing a finger underneath her chin and lifting it until her gaze met yours. “I was thinking we could get rid of some of these clothes though…”
You gave Larissa’s collar a playful tug, receiving an eye-roll and a fake-annoyed huff in return. With a soft smirk playing on her lips, she undid the belt of her dress, then the top buttons, then tugged it over her head, dropping it onto the floor.
“This too.” You snapped the strap of her bra - she reached behind herself, unhooking her bra and tossing it onto the dress.
“And let me help you with these.” You hooked your fingers under the waistband of her underwear, never breaking eye contact as you dragged them down her legs. You could see her lips part, her tongue darting out to wet them as she spread her legs open for you. When you dropped the underwear to the floor and stood again, you found yourself standing in between her thighs. Larissa’s hands came to rest on your hips, her eyelashes fluttering as her gaze flicked down your body.
“You know it’s more than a little unfair that you’re still fully clothed, darling,” she husked, watching you with doe eyes.
“Yeah? I can change that.” You stripped yourself of your own clothing under Larissa’s hungry gaze, tossing the garments onto the growing pile. “This better?”
“A little.” Larissa bit her lip. “I know something else that could help.” You raised an eyebrow as Larissa stood from the bed, towering over you as she straightened to her full height. Grabbing hold of your waist, she spun you around and pushed you back onto the bed before crawling on top of you and looking down at you. “Much better,” she purred.
Smirking, you reached down to grab the backs of her thighs. “If you want to be on top so bad you only have to ask,” you teased. “You know what I’ve been wanting to try?”
“Hmm?”
“Having you sit on my face.” You gave the backs of her thighs an insistent tug. “Interested?”
Larissa let out a little groan, leaning down to capture your lips in a lustful kiss.
“Is that a yes?”
You couldn’t help but grin as Larissa rolled her eyes, shifting so that her bare pussy was hovering over your face, her plush thighs bracketing your head. “Yes, that is a yes, darling.” Her entrance glistened with her arousal, the scent of which was already beginning to drive you mad. You wrapped your arms around her thighs, pressing soft kisses to her skin that caused her to let out little whimpers.
“Whenever you’re ready,” you breathed - she began to lower herself onto your waiting tongue, which immediately traced a path up her slit. “Fuck, you taste amazing.”
Larissa’s hips found a good rhythm, rolling against your face and matching the pace of your tongue as it circled her throbbing clit. Loud, breathy moans fell from her lips as she cupped her own breasts and rubbed her palms roughly over her nipples. From this angle it was hard to see her face as she tilted her head back, losing herself in pleasure, so you focused on the sounds of her moans and the lewd noises of your tongue against her wet cunt, on the feeling of her smooth thighs under your hands, on the sight of her tits bouncing slightly with every buck of her hips.
“Mmm you look so good touching yourself like that,” you moaned against her pussy, allowing your tongue to explore her folds before slipping it into her entrance. Her walls clenched around you and her hips stuttered slightly in their movements as she stammered out a breathy reply.
“Y-you feel so good…”
“Look at me,” you commanded, waiting until Larissa’s eyes - dark and hooded - were on you before thrusting your tongue into her hole, as deep as you could. You could see her cheeks flush and her breathing falter for a moment as she adjusted to having your tongue inside of her. You groaned as you watched her watch you, as she rolled her own nipples between her fingers while you fucked her.
As she bucked her hips against your face you ran your tongue back up her slit, wrapping your lips around her clit and sucking feverishly. Larissa’s movements became more and more erratic, her moans growing in volume as you found just the right pressure to bring her over the edge.
“I’m s-so cl- mmh- close, I can’t - shit-” Larissa’s voice was hoarse as her thighs began to tremble around your head - you could tell she wouldn’t be able to hold herself up much longer. You moaned against her clit, tightening your hold on her thighs in encouragement. Larissa fell forward, catching herself on the headboard and crying out in pleasure as she came, her juices coating your tongue and dripping down your chin.
You continued to lap at her pussy, cleaning her up and simultaneously savoring the taste of her. As you felt her thighs shift slightly beside your head, you helped her swing one leg back over your body so that she could lie beside you, breathing heavily.
You pushed her back onto the bed and kissed her eagerly, swallowing her moans as she sucked her arousal off your tongue. When you pulled back, you couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of her lipstick smeared up to her nose.
“Wait here.” Pushing yourself off the bed, you went to the bathroom to wash your face, getting a makeup wipe and a damp washcloth in the process. Catching sight of Larissa’s bathrobe hanging on the back of the door, you slipped it on, taking a moment to revel in its softness before stopping by the kitchen to fetch a bottle of water.
Returning to the bed, you found Larissa watching you with an amused grin on her face, her eyes dropping to the makeup wipe. “You’re still planning on painting me, aren’t you?” she said with a chuckle.
“Yep - now drink some water and then hold still.” Larissa did as she was told, humor dancing in her eyes as you cleaned her up - first her thighs and cunt, then the bottom half of her face. “Can I redo your lipstick?”
Larissa blushed and nodded. “It’s in the drawer of the vanity.”
You took your time to reapply her lipstick, careful to get the edges just right. Larissa was a perfect model for you, holding perfectly still and watching you with hooded eyes. You unpinned her hair, arranging her curls over her shoulders until they hung just right, before moving onto the rest of your “scene” - adjusting the sheets until they were draped over Larissa’s body, revealing the tops of her breasts and clinging to her curves. The early afternoon sun filtered in through the window just how you had envisioned, giving you enough natural light to be able to work properly.
She was an absolute vision, the sun illuminating her blonde curls like a halo, kissing the tip of her nose and giving her a healthy glow. Mascara-coated lashes fluttered a bit against her cheeks when the sun got too bright for her eyes, almost pale blue in this light. You laughed and told her to move her head back a bit, an instruction which she happily complied with.
Sitting down at your easel, you wasted no time in beginning to paint - it was a portrait you’d envisioned painting time and time again, and you were thrilled to finally get the chance. There was something about the shapeshifter in this light, with a post-sex glow about her, that made the moment so special to you.
“You could’ve been a model, you know?” you teased, your heart melting at the pink hue that immediately rose in Larissa’s cheeks. Her lips stretched up into a wide smile that made her laugh lines more prominent and caused her eyes to crinkle at the outer corners - all of the little lines that gave away her age only made her more beautiful to you, stealing the breath right from your lungs.
“Flattery will get you everywhere.” Larissa’s voice was low and sultry, and she shifted underneath the sheets, cocking her head to the side - something that you immediately reprimanded her for, shooing her back into position.
“I’m serious though. Did you always want to become a principal?” You eyed Larissa as her expression turned thoughtful.
“Not always. What I did want, even in school, was to become a teacher. I’ve always loved working with children, even as a teenager I tutored younger students. But what these kids really need, as outcasts, is someone to advocate for them, and I can do so much more in my role as principal than as a teacher.”
Larissa’s passion for her job never failed to bring a smile to your face, and you glanced over at her between strokes of your paintbrush. “Do you miss teaching?”
“Sometimes…” Larissa’s smile turned pensive, a little sad. “I felt more connected to my students when I taught them directly every day.”
“You really seem to care for them, you know? Like they’re your own.”
“I do… When you get to watch them grow every day over years, they start to feel like family. I’ve always wanted my own…” she trailed off, her expression wistful. A long silence hung in the air and suddenly, Larissa’s cheeks turned red, her gaze dropping to her hands as she began to fidget. “I’m sorry, darling, I shouldn’t have said anything.”
She seemed unable to meet your gaze and you cocked your head to the side - the nervous energy radiating off of her was almost palpable. You set the brush down to give her your full attention.
“Why not?”
Larissa’s blush only deepend, and she sighed. “I’m getting too old for that, anyway. I turn 50 next year, that part of my life has long passed.”
“You could still have that,” you argued - with me, you wanted to add, but you didn’t.
Larissa scoffed, waving a hand in front of her face to distract from her (unwarranted) embarrassment. “You’re young - you’ll learn that you can’t have everything you want in life, and that’s alright. My students are enough for me.”
As much as you wanted to argue with her, you remained silent, mulling over her words in your head. The thought of Larissa settling, giving up on her dreams and desires due to something as stupid as age, broke your heart. You wanted kids, too - maybe not right this second, while you were still in college, but you could see yourself in a few years, chasing a blue-eyed, platinum-blonde-haired toddler around the home you’d share with Larissa.
“I don’t think you should give up your desires so easily,” you murmured, more to yourself than to Larissa.
Larissa’s eyes darted to meet yours for only a moment before looking away again. She seemed deep in thought, her brow furrowed a bit. Shaking her head gently, she rolled her shoulders back and let out a deep breath, plastering a smile onto her face - it was neither a genuine smile nor a fake one, but rather something in between.
“I’m sorry if I upset you,” you whispered gently.
“You didn’t upset me, my love, that I can assure you,” she whispered back with equal tenderness.
Standing from your seat you rounded the vanity and stepped up to the bed, leaning over Larissa to cup her cheek and kiss her. When you pulled away, her smile was considerably more relaxed, the lines between her eyebrows nearly gone.
You spent the rest of the afternoon talking and painting. Occasionally you’d catch Larissa giving you a once-over, but she waved it off every time. Not wanting to push her again, you ignored it and allowed her to steer the conversation.
Larissa mentioned Mayor Walker’s funeral the following day and you told her you’d be there, as Robin’s family had been quite close to the mayor and his family. When you asked if Larissa would mind you saying hi to her if they saw each other, she chuckled.
“Darling, I think the secret is out - if Enid knows about us, everyone at this school does.”
You blushed a little at that, but Larissa reassured you that it was alright, she’d love to see you - that small fact made your heart flutter, and you ducked your head behind the canvas to stop Larissa from seeing how red you’d gotten as you added a few final touches to the painting.
“There.” You smiled proudly as you looked between the painting and Larissa. “All done - well, not done done. I need to add some details, and I’ll need to finish parts of the background. But your part is done, you don’t need to sit here while I do that.”
Larissa sat up to stretch, the sheets falling off her body to reveal her rosy nipples and the swell of her stomach. She smiled softly as she caught you staring at her. “Put that paintbrush down and come here,” she cooed.
You did as you were told, getting up and going to crawl towards her on the bed. She gave your legs a tug, signaling for you to straddle her. Her fingers came to the tie of your robe, giving it a gentle tug and then pushing the robe off your shoulders. She leaned in to kiss you, her bare chest pressing against your own in a way that made your whole body shiver.
Smirking against your lips, she wound her fingers into your hair, her nails scratching lightly against your scalp. “How about you let me show you how much I appreciate you working so hard for me this afternoon, hm?” Her words drew a moan from your throat and you allowed her to push you onto your back and have her way with you, kissing her way down your body and eating you out as if you were her last meal until the both of you were absolutely spent.
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ellie gf headcanons
# modern au. im in luv with her. this is so long oh my god its an illness
did karate from 1st grade all the way up to high school and basically considers herself your bodyguard
immediately offers you her hoodie without a second thought when you show the slightest signs of being cold. she lets you keep it too, of course. what kind of girlfriend would she be if she didn’t ???!!!!
she needs either your hands on her or her hands on you at all times. sosososo touchy and BIG on pda her kisses are inescapable. constantly has an arm around you or resting on your waist… the whole world needs to know. she’s actually insufferable i’m sorry but in the most endearing way ever how can you resist
“would you still love me if i was a ____???” she wants a serious answer too
genuinely thinks ur the prettiest person alive. which is kind of the bare minimum but she worships you truly
happy with any sort of date as long as it’s with you. fancy dinner? this is the only reason she keeps a suit and tie. staying in? what movie do you want, babe? running errands? she’s already waiting for you in the car!!!
speaking of cars she drives an old station wagon which used to be joel’s. ellie used to moan about how lame it was until you said that the back was perfect for sitting together during camping or stargazing…. and other activities too ;) wink wonk
gets flustered when she makes you flustered because you’re telling her that SHE did that?? she made u nervous??? shit man now shes blushing too
her love language is gifts she loves to spoil you with your favourite snacks and soft toys and even homemade gifts. she just wants you to see her in your room and have her on your mind as much as you’re in hers!!
it’s no secret that she’s an artist and it’s also no secret that her favourite subject to draw is youuu!!! her favourite thing to do is just have you sit across from her and draw what she sees
of course naturally that means she takes tons of pictures of you… to study for her drawings… and keep in her special photo album of you… and to look at when she misses you. Ofc
makes fun of you/teases you sometimes. she can be a mean bitch to other people but she would never actually hurt your feelings and you know that
ellie hates goodbyes. even if it’s after spending a full day together and you’re going to see her soon anyways… i just know she’s the kind of person who feels empty after hanging out with someone.
calls and texts about everything… and it’s always so cute :( she definitely has autocaps on
ellie: I drew you again!!
ellie: Hey babe I saw this funny bird it reminded me of u
ellie: I miss you so much. When can I see you again?
ellie: These cats r like us lol
keeps a pet gecko or something like that for sure. it’s you guys’ baby
her top two movie genres are horror and romance after that. the only reason romance is that high up is because it reminds her of you
does stupid romcom shit like hold a boombox outside your window. makes you mixtapes even though CDs are basically extinct (joel has a player thank god). corny pickup lines. asks you to be her valentine publicly. runs to your house in the rain. dances with you in said rain.
when she gets sick it’s like the end of the world omg… she needs u to be at her side 24/7 and hold her and keep her company and give her get well soon kisses, it’s essential to her recovery. doctors orders. he said it not her!
gets along so well with your friends and family. she does her research and takes this shit seriously! whatever it takes to make you happy because what’s better than watching your girlfriend get along with the people you love
she also takes her own family seriously - family time is important to her and she spends a lot of time with joel. it’s even better when you can join, some of her best memories are with the two of you
“i’m happy as long as you’re happy”
pet names galore. her personal favourite is just babe (classic) but when she likes others too (sweetheart, honey, darling etc she’s so cheesy it’s awful)
in conclusion she’s just a clingy sappy lesbian who’s absolutely head over heels for you. and you wouldn’t have it any other way <33
bonus: (these tweets that are so ellie)
#tlou x reader#tlou fanfiction#ellie x you#ellie tlou#ellie the last of us#ellie williams#ellie x y/n#ellie williams x reader#ellie x fem reader#ellie x reader
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Announcing the engagement - Hip hop unit (SVT)
Hellooo lovlies ~ Do you guys want to know something sick I just realized when I were going to make this post? International GF masterlist has reached over a 1000(!?) notes. That’s insane. Like wow. Thank you. Wow. yeah... Well, enjoy.
Triggers: Online hate
S.Coups: You guys waited until like 3 months before the wedding until announcing it to the public.
The two of you of course started with telling the members, since half of them were in the building as you said yes. To your surprise, the guys were very surprised by the announcement. Apparently Seungcheol had told no one except from his parents and yours. But even though the guys were surprised, it was a happy one. Everyone were so happy for the two of you, and excited for what's to come.
And his parents wee just happy for the two of you, your parents on the other hand were a bit worried about the potential back lash from social media but still very happy to get Seungcheol as a son-in-law. But to be honest, you were a bit worried about the reactions the two of you would get from the fans, even though you knew that most of Carats liked you together with Seungcheol.
And when you went to the office, the two of you had to stay and talk out the "strategy" of how to deal with the news. It was a long conversation that didn't really help with your nerves.
"You okay?", Seungcheol asked as he parked the car outside your apartment complex. You tilted your head in his direction and gave him a weak smile.
"Just nervous. You're the first one in the group to get married, I don't really know what reaction to expect from the fans", you said and he leaned over and took your hand in his.
"I think they will be happy. Most of them at least", you let out a dry laugh and shook your head. "Of course there is going to be some shock, but we've been together for three and a half year, and public for two and a half. Most of them probably realized where this was going, don't underestimate Carats", he smiled and you rolled your eyes but nodded.
"Yeah, alright. You're right."
"Like always", you snorted and shoved away his hand.
"Goodnight doofus", you laughed and opened the door. "I'll call you when I get home form school tomorrow."
"Yeah, love you"
"Love you too"
And three months later the announcement was made and Seungcheol's prediction had been terribly off. Withing minutes of the announcements you started to get so much hate. People were saying that you were ruining Seungcheol's life and career, that you weren't worthy to be his wife and so on. It got to a point where you couldn't even go to class without running into people who would hurl insults at you.
And Seungcheol was devastated by the reactions, he really not expected people to react this way and found that the only way to deal with this was by doing an official live addressing the "problems" regarding his engagement to you.
He sat completely quiet for the first ten minutes of the live, just staring at the comments rolling in.
"Carats…", he breathed out, trying to keep his tears in and his anger down. "I'm so disappointed and sad about the reactions to my engagement.", he sighed and leaned forward in the chair and put his head in his hands. He went quiet for a little while, collecting his emotions.
"You guys get to have your opinion, I took the decision to become an idol and therefore parts of my private life became public. And if this announcement has somehow made you guys disappointed with me, I'm… I am following my heart here and can't say that I'm sorry for doing so, but I do accept your disappointment.", he looked up again. "But I have to draw the line now. I can't accept the fact that y/n is getting hate sent to her daily. That the last couple of days someone has been sending her threatening text, comments and such. It's become so bad that she can't even go to school anymore.", his breath was shaking as he breathed in and he pressed his lips together in a thin line.
"If you need to get upset, take it out on me. Y/n hasn't done anything wrong, she didn't choose to become a public figure like I did. I am the one who dragged her into the spotlight, the one who chose to love her, the one who proposed to her. Blame me.", he went quiet again and read the comments. "That's all I've got to say.", and he ended the live.
After his own announcement, the hate toned down quite a lot. Some of the fans even started to speak up for you, saying that they were happy that Seungcheol was marrying someone who made him as happy as you did.
Wonwoo: The fact that the two of you had gotten engaged was a surprise to literary no one. Everyone knew that you were it for him, his family knew, your family knew, the members knew and even the fans knew that if Wonwoo was going to get married, it was going to be with you.
That also meant that it was no hurry for the two of you to announce it yet. Of course the two of you called you families, both part who was really happy for the two of you (but like said, not really surprised). Then you and Wonwoo decided to just take it easy for a couple of days, since you had the chance anyhow. You guys spent a lot of time at home just talking and dreaming about the future; When and where should the wedding be? Should it be traditional Korean or a westernized wedding? How many should you invite? Where should the honeymoon be?
The two of you got pretty caught up in your own heads, so much that Wonwoo completely forgot to inform the members about the fact that you had said yes. He had told them before the weekend that he was going to propose and by the end of the weekend the group chat were going crazy. Unluckily for the guys Wonwoo had tuned off his notifications, and the guys didn't want to call incase they would interrupt something.
So when the next practice day came he was basically ambushed by twelve curious men asking: "DID SHE SAY YES!?".
"Oh, right I forgot to text you guys, didn't I?", Wonwoo laughed softly. "Yeah, she said yes.", and cheers erupted from the guys. He was hugged, congratulated and patted on the back. And then he had to go through how he did it, Hoshi and Jeonghan wanted and reenactment but Wonwoo settled with just telling them.
You guys decided to hold on from telling Carats and the public for a few weeks as well but when then you guys announced it by posting a picture of him holding your bejeweled hand and the caption:
'Thank you for coming into my life and deciding to stay in it.
I hope Carats are as happy as we are about this
Thank you so much for everything <3'
Mingyu: Everyone close to the two of you basically already knew, I mean: DK and Hoshi were helping out getting the house ready. And Mingyu couldn't keep his mouth shut, he had talked to everyone and discussed how to get the most romantic proposal with all the members.
So since everyone had known that today was the day, it wasn't actually the two of you who spread the news that you had said yes: it was DK and Hoshi. After congratulating the two of you (and asking if it was okay to tell people) they left the two of you alone and updated the other guys on what had happened. You and Mingyu on the other hand just enjoyed each other and the first evening the two of you had been off work in a long while.
When the daybreak came your phones were filled with congratulations and a text from his manager just telling Mingyu to just say when. Both of you knew that it wouldn't be possible to keep this quiet (Because Mingyu would snitch on the two of you) for long and therefore it only took a few days before the announcement was made.
Out of all the members engagement announcements, this was probably the one who broke the most hearts. The internet got filled with teenage girls crying their hearts out in the comment sections of his Instagram, willowing in the despair of the fact that: "Mingyu won't marry meeeeeee" </3".
To be honest, the two of you just thought it was kind of cute how the fans was reaction and Mingyu just posted a picture of him pouting with the caption:
'Sorry Carat, she stole my heart before I even knew it </3'
Which… let's just say that it didn't exactly calm down the situation. (But ofc that attention-seeker loved it)
Vernon: Yeah, no the two of you didn't really do an announcement to be honest. You guys just calmly brought it up in conversations when you met the people, and everyone was excited for you, no one were really surprised but it didn't make them any less happy. But it was actually an accident found out by the fan that made the whole thing public.
The two of you had not necessarily been keeping it a secret but you hadn't really felt the need to post it on social media, but it happened when the two of you were away on a weekend trip. You had been taking pictures and videos, and had of course been posting online. By this point you'd gotten so used to the weight of the ring on your finger that both you and Vernon just forgot about it when you posted a picture of the two of you. It was a sweet picture where you were squishing Vernon's face with your hand and basically showing off your ring for the world to see.
It only took about… five minutes before the rumor were all over the internet "SEVENTEEN's Vernon engaged with long-term girlfriend, the runway model y/n"
After a quick call with PLEDIS they posted an announcement confirming the rumors, and you and Vernon posted a short explanation online. The reactions weren't that big, people was happy for you and writing that you two would have beautiful babies. You didn't really pay that much attention to what the public was saying because, let's be honest: you knew that mostly people were just teasing Vernon and getting ready to make wedding memes.
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The Archer 🏹
Things get steamy after you and Kate leave your father’s dinner party
Warnings: Cursing, kissing, dirty talking, teasing, use of y/n,dom! Kate x sub! reader, oral sex strap on use (r! receiving), multiple orgasms, choking, shower teasing.
a/n; I’m working on another story so have this while I finish it. I am going back to my Christmas gf, but Ellie will be back soon I promise.
Kate’s POV:
Y/n Stark. I don't know what it is but something draws me towards her. It could be the way she smiles, or her beautifully eyes. It could be her stunning personality. The way she laughs, parts her hair snaps her fingers when she's stressed or nervous. It could also be her looks. She has a beautiful body. Her hair is perfect and silky. I stare at her for a short while, admiring her from afar. Her boyfriend, Jason walks be hind her grabs her hand. She flinches. As she walks away Y/n has worried look on her face.
I know it's none of my business but my curiosity leads me to slowly start to follow Y/n and Jason. I see them head into a inclosed room and I have a feeling that something bad is going on to happen. The look she gave me when Jason arrived and when she turned around. I start to eavesdrop and hear her and Jason arguing.
'This can't by good.' I think ' the look in her eyes when he was there was fear.' And then I hear a slap. I freeze. Then I see red. I immediately open the door and see Jason standing over an scarred y/n. I grab him by the collar and push him against the wall
"What the hell!" He yells "Get off of me!"
"Did you just hit her?" I ask him
"Kate don't" Y/n says holding her cheek . I look over at her and think if I should go through with this. I ignore her and ask him again
"Did you hit her!?" I yell at him
"Yes! I did! But she deserved it. She's a little bitch! She should have shut up when I told her to." He said. Out of the corner of my eye I see y/n's eyes start to tear up. That was it. Something inside me clicked and I punched him.
"If you ever touch her again, it will be the last thing you do. Do you understand?"
"Yeah yeah whatever." He says. "What are you gonna do about?" To prove my point I kick my leg up and hit him in the balls.
"FUCK!!!" He says, clasping his crotch as I let him go. "This isn't over!" He says through gritted teeth.
"Y/n, are you ok?" I ask rushing over and kneeling down to help her ignoring Jason's comment.
"Yeah. I'm ok" she says. Now that I'm closer to her I notice more cuts and bruises, most likely from Jason.
"C'mon," I say. "I'll take you back to my place and get you cleaned up."
"Are you sure?" She asks
"Of course"I say. She blushes and thanks me as we get up and head back to my apartment.
We get there and we are greeted by Lucky.
"Oh my gosh is this your dog?!" She says going to pet him.
"Oh yeah that's Lucky" I say.
"He's so cute!" She bends down to pet him. As she does, she looks at me and smiles. I blush. I look at her, fantasizing about us. I snap back to reality.
"If you want to shower there is one upstairs"
"Thanks," she says. "For everything."
I smile and head to my room. "Ok Kate don't freak out. Just act cool. Cool? How do I act cool? I whisper to myself. I hear a knock.
" Hey, can I come in?" Y/n asks.
"Sure" I say. She comes in and shuts the door. She looks at me and sits on the bed.
"Kate, I- I have something to tell you." She says nervously.
"Oh, ok. What is it?"
“Well i- it'd be better if I just showed you." She stands up and pulls me in for a kiss. Her lips are soft. I close my eyes. She pulls away. I stare at her with a shocked look in my face. "Oh no. Your not reacting. Why aren't you reacting. Shit! Oh no this was a bad idea!" She says
"Wait Y/n!" I say. I grab her hand and walk closer to her. "It's ok" I lean in and kiss her.
Your POV:
Kate pulls me in for a kiss. She kisses me softly and then I kiss her back harder. We start making out and she pushes me against the wall and starts kissing my neck, holding my arms above my head. Then I break free and push her onto the bed. I climb on top of her, putting my legs on her hips, straddling her.
"May I?" I ask. She nods slowly. I start to take off my shirt and she takes off hers. I unhook her bra exposing her tits. I go back to kissing her and I feel her hand going up my neck. I start to move my lips lower until I'm at her waist. I unbutton her pants and quickly continue kissing all the way down to her thighs.
"Are you ready?" I ask her.
"Yes" she says. I slowly enter my tongue and I start eating her out.
"Fuck! Oh my god" she moans. Her hands grip my hair tightly.
I go back up and start kissing her thighs more.
"Wait keep going" she breathes.
"Should I use my fingers this time?" I ask
"Please do!!" she responds. I go back down this time inserting my fingers. I hear her moans fill the air as I go faster and faster. She grips my hair tighter and tighter as I do so. Her walls tighten around my fingers.
"Fuck! Y/N" she moans. "I'm gonna-" she is interrupted by another moan. I feel her cum and I take out my fingers and lick them clean. I go up for a last time and start kissing her when she then pulls me over so I am now on the bottom.
"Are you ready? She asks. I nod as she goes down. Before I know it she is eating me out. I feel a knot growing inside inching me closer to my orgasm. I start moaning as she goes faster with her tongue
"Want a finger too?" She asks
"Fuck! Yes!" I say. I feel the knot rising higher. She inserts her fingers and starts to fuck me. She gets faster and faster as I feel myself tense up.
"Fuck! I'm there! I'm there!" I moan, my legs shaking as I reach my orgasm. Kate slowly comes up, kissing me as she does.
"I have something else if you want to try it"she says. I'm now intrigued as to what Kate has.
"Oh?" I say. She gets off of me and grabs a strap on. She puts it on and I raise my hips and sinking down on top of her. I down fully on her and start to slowly move up and down getting increasingly faster. Soon I am riding her dick and it feels amazing I let out moans as I continue riding it. I hold her hips for support as I fuck my self on her faster. Each time I go up and down it feels like I’m floating. Her dick glides against my tight walls and the tip hitting my g-spot perfectly.
"Fuck! Oh my god! Oh!" I moan. Kate then flips me over so I am on the bottom again and starts pushing it into me. I moan and I feel the knot. Her hips snap against my ass as she thrusts in and out of me. As she fucks me faster and faster with each thrust, I feel my second orgasm getting closer and closer.
"Kate! Jesus fuck- I'm gonna cum!"
"Should I keep going?"she asks.
"Yes! Fuck! I'm so close! Please don't stop!"
Finally I feel it. The knot is released and my second orgasm feels amazing. Kate and I are both panting when she moves closer o my head.
“Now, you’re gonna take this and let me fuck this perfect mouth of yours. Understood?” She says. I nod and she slides the strap on into my mouth and down my throat. I try not to choke but when she starts thrusting I gag. She chuckles. “That’s it. Choke on it. Atta girl…” she starts thrusting faster and I start gagging.
and she takes off the strap on.
"Wow," I say "that was-"
"Fun" she says.
"Mhm" I say. She gets in bed and turns on her side so she's facing me. She cuddles against me. I feel her warm body radiating. She kisses me goodnight and wraps her arms around me. I put my head close to hers and stare into her beautiful blue eyes. I wipe a part of her hair off of her face and plant a kiss on her forehead. She smiles and closes her eyes.
"Goodnight Y/n" she yawns
"Goodnight Kate…" I yawn back.
Your POV:
I wake up the next day with Kate spooning against me, a smile across her face as she lay there sleeping. I then think back to last night. I have flashbacks of kissing and moaning.
"Good morning Y/n" I hear Kate mumble as she snaps me back to reality.
"Morning" I say rolling over to face her. I give her a peck on the lips and she returns it. "Remember that shower I was gonna take last night?" I ask her.
"Mhm" she says.
"Care to join me?" I offer. She immediately sits up, eyebrows raised.
"Really? She asks. I nod.
"Yes really. Now are you coming or now" I say as I slide out of her bed but realize I'm not wearing anything.I wrap myself in a blanket and ask Kate where the towels are. I go to grab two and Lucky is there to greet me when I step out the door. He almost seems to know what we did last night. I grab the towels and bring one back to Kate and wrap the other around me instead of the sheets. I find the shower and start it. I drop my towel and step in. Not long after Kate joins me. She stands behind me and starts kissing my shoulders and makes her way to my neck. I let out a moan and tilt my head back. She kisses me all the way down to my thighs. She smirks, teasing me.
"Feel good?" Kate asks. I nod. She kiss her way back up my body and then steps behind me, hugging me. She keeps kissing me. We get out of the shower and get dressed. We head to the living room. Kate lays down and I lay on top of her Lucky joins us, curling into a ball at the other end of the couch. I feel my eyes getting heavy as I look at Kate. I give her a kiss before falling asleep on her.
If you made your this far let me know if I should write a part 2 to this. I’m thinking about it and have a few ideas in mind. Thank you!
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Dead Plate OC's!?
!!Blood warning!!
So me and My friend @monteraay made Oc's for @racheldrawsthis game "Dead Plate" and we wanted to share them with the world. Also thank you @mellon_soup for you're poses They've helped me a lot :)
SO!! The one with brown hair and sunglasses is Monty (Altair's OC) The One with blonde hair is Adriel but everyone calls him Ducky, (My oc!)
Fact's about Monty:
has SO many medical issues (photophobia, EDS, POTS, etc)
Tylenol addict (in the literal sense)
flirts with everyone CONSTANTLY like he literally brings them all flowers and tells them they're pretty but doesn't understand that could be taken as flirting
can play literally every instrument and so can his sister because he taught her how
has this thing about being super afraid of Vincent's eyes
rody keeps asking him if hes okay and its slowly pissing him off more and more
Facts about Ducky:
This man gets no sleep.
broke collage student
In every ending we've come up with. Ducky fucking dies
Hates talking to people, really just got this job for the extra cash he doesn't mind Rody or Monty that much
Hate's Vince with a burning passion
He's Trans and Pansexual
He has a GF
Here are some Extra drawings/Sketches:
@monteraay Drawings!!
My drawings:
(His GF's name Melloni!! Or Mello)
#dead plate#vincent dead plate#rody dead plate#insane gay people#vince charbonneau#rody lamoree#vincent charbonneau#dead plate game#dead plate oc#racheldrawsthis
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Being Angela's sibling and dating El
mannn im finna whip dis hoe
DONT GET ME STARTEDDDDDD
angela having a soft spot 4 u cus ur her sibling
but shes not kissing up ur ass 24/7
just mildly picking on you
it was all well until you saw a brown short haired girl getting laughed at by your sister and her friends
you didn't say anything knowing how Angela was, but you made a mental note to make sure to look out for that same girl
as time went by she started telling you more and more about the same girl
stories about how she treats her, jokes made in class about her, names being thrown around
you found out her name was Jane and her brother Will both coming from outta state
she was cute you'd give her that
you wanted to talk to her, maybe more
yeah Angela's mischievous actions ticked you off day by day
but during those days you were getting closer to Will meaning also getting closer to Jane too
on the first day you talked to both of them you told them you swore you weren't like your sister
They were on the fence still more so Jane and ofc u don't blame them after the image your sister technically gave you both
But Angela started noticing you staring out for someone during school
or saying you have something for school and spending less and less time with her
not too long after Will, Jonathan, Joyce started noticing when you were brought up she have a reddish pink tint appear on her face with the most adorable blushing smile
it's just so easy to see how much she's into you
and they think it's the most cutest thing ever
the incident at the roller-rink left you stunned but you couldn't say she didn't deserve the hit.....
days pass and you get even more close with Jane, maybe even little flirty remarks, you were in deep babe
After school you heard loud snickering knowing what was happening already, you walked over to Jane helping her up and picking up her dropped belongings and putting them back in her bag
"just give it up already Angela, she's clearly desperate now just spare all of us the time"
it was the first time you ever stood up for Jane
Angela had to make sure she wasn't trippin fr
THE CONFESSIONNNNNNNNN
she scraped her chin with a scratch on her cheek so thinking it was good idea you told her to sit still as you go find any type of first aid in the Hopper-Byers house
As you began treating her she asked you in a low soft voice why you did what you did back at school
you couldn't say anything, like your words were stuck in your mouth
not cus of how scared you were to admit how you felt, but the closeness of face to face ratio
"y/n" you hesitantly moved your eyes up to hers
And in a quick movement she placed her lips right on yours mking you burn up, you dropped the cotton ball and place you hand in hers until you realized what was happening and you pulled away
"I don't care" she said after the sudden quick step back "Honestly I don't care when it comes to being with you, ever since we met it's just been you on my mind"
from there on you knew he rest would be history
NOW LETS TLAK ABOUT DATING
the Byers family loving to have you over anytime even on school nights
photos! photos! photos!!!
she feels the most purest love with you
#mikewieneraintshit
Angela treating her a little nicer day after day when she's over at your house
meaning she'll stop bothering her at school
your gf has the most thanks to give to you from finally getting Angela off her back to winning the most fantastic, affectionate, loving, kind, charming, cool, stunning, humbled, sexy, hilarious girlfriend of all time
you make her feel all mushy whenever you guys kiss
wishing hopper and everyone in Hawkins would meet you
teaching her how to cook and bake
y/n shrine in her room
stick drawings of you both with everyday accessories and hearts around with blushing cheeks is a must 24/7
thinking about a future with you
if eleven gets something from the store she's getting one for y/n you best believe that mate
#eleven hopper#eleven hopper x reader#stranger things imagine#eleven x reader#will byers#will byers x reader#jonathan byers#stranger things season four#stop#how to get phone number???#the only brit id eat crackers and tea with
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I really really love your post Crusade Bae'zel! The art is so well done and also my gf, who's an orthopedic technician and builds prosthetic legs for a living, wants me to tell you that her leg is very cool and well made and looks like it was made by someone who knows what they are doing. I'm also supposed to ask you what kinda reference you used for it oe if you drew it completely from. memory?
aaa thank you!! Its nice to know it came off as realistic even tho I got a lil lazy with it 😅 as for reference, I could probably draw a "standard" leg prosthesis from memory, but I always use a bunch of references anyways
I actually still have the ref file cuz I wanna go back and do some more detailed designs
#asks#you can actually see some refs from when i was gonna make it her full leg#still might honestly#we shall see
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Alright, I've been going through Fezco fever and brain rot lately. I am so thankful to have found your blog and be able to read your amazing fics, they feed my soul in the best ways possible!! I simply can not get this idea out of my head, what if Fez has a gf who usually wears pants and hoodies but one day is in a tank top and shorts, revealing almost her entire body is covered in bright and colorful tattoos.
OKAY WAIT
I love this.
The weather is unforgiving, the sun beating down hard on California today, leaving zero room for any baggy, comfortable clothes. The weather is strip-worthy, every piece of clothing that I put on just sticks uncomfortably to my body, a cringed smile on my lips as I tear through my closet.
Ending up in a comfortable pair of breathable shorts and a tight tank top, no bra (thank god), my hands rest on my hips as I stare at myself in the reflection, biting anxiously at my lip. The colorful drawings that litter my skin are not something I'm actively hiding from Fez but I never know with new men in my life. I had been dumped in the past just for having this many tattoos, other men complaining and worrying that it might be 'too much' for me to meet their mothers.
Fez isn't like that though.
Right?
I mean, the only person in his life that I needed to impress is Ashtray and it's safe to say that I'm one of his best friends. He adores me so what else do I have to worry about?
By the time I make it to Fez's house, I see that their door is firmly shut, probably trapping the cold air inside as they light up all day. There was a heat stroke warning put out this morning so Fez made the ultimate decision to close shop today, spending it at home with Ash and inviting me over to join in the fun.
Stepping into the apartment, I call out Fezco's name timidly, hearing the TV in the living room in the background. Ash sits with his back to me, typing away at his computer as guns fire on his screen. He tilts his head back, sending me a nod of acknowledgement and I quickly sneak by him without confrontation or questions.
"Aye babe, I-" My head cranes to see Fez coming down the hallway to my left, my stomach dropping as his brows pull together eagerly, eyes raking over my exposed skin. I've never seen him this awake and aware, most of the time being too consumed with marijuana and overall calmness. "Wow." He mumbles, reaching up to rub at the back of his neck with red, freckled cheeks and I sway back and forth.
"Sorry I didn't tell you, I just get insecure sometimes-"
"Nah, hey, don't apologize. Don't got nothing to apologize for." He breathes out a laugh, stepping up to me to take my hands in his, urging me to spin around so he can get a better look. "Looks hot- real good. Badass even." I giggle, my head tipping back as my shoulders relax a bit at his comforting words.
"Yeah?" I ask breathlessly, eyes flickering back and forth between his as he smirks, tugging me back down the hall where he came from.
"Yeah. I think I gotta get a closer look."
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#fezco#euphoria#euphoria series#fezco x reader#fez#fez x reader#fezco fanfic#ashtray#fezco euphoria#fezco icons#fezco supremacy#fezco fic#fezco blurb
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Can someone explain to me why, even at the start of March, I need like three blankets to make me feel warm. And let's not talk about my insomnia. sometimes, I just wish a waifu was there to cuddle me and keep me warm....God I'm lonely anyway I made this.
Cuddling headcanons with yttd girls
Sara chidouin
Sara loves cuddling she's a pretty big fan of physical affection in general, and cuddling with her lover is the epitome of that.
After a long day of school and kendo training, there's nothing more she loves more than cuddling with you on the couch with a blanket on and snacks while a movie is playing.
She's the big spoon,she's kind of a protective gf, and that transfers to cuddles, too. She likes to wrap her arms around you and hold you near her chest. She loves the fact that you feel safe in her arms and you love being warm and protected in her embrace.
She unties her hair when you cuddle, and she looks gorgeous(look at the fanart on my other post for evidence)
She loves kissing you, especially when cuddling, on the forehead on the cheek, and even on the lips sometimes. she's an amazing kisser too.
Reko yabusame
She's not that into cuddling, but if you ask, she won't refuse.
She likes being the big spoon but doesn't mind being the little spoon either, if depends on your preference.
She obviously likes to sing to you when you cuddle, either humming or straight up singing the lyrics of a new song she made or likes.
When you cuddle to sleep, it's one of the few times you see her without her makeup on. If you complement her on that, she'll blush and thank you.
One time alice caught you cuddling, he was pretty frustrated but after reko calmed him down he understood.
Nao egokoro
Nao is a cuddle bug she loves cuddling you more than anything.
She's the little spoon, partly because of her small stature and also because she likes feeling protected in your arms.
She might bring a sketch book to draw while cuddling. It's a good way to practice, and you love to see her drawings.
She blushes a lot when you cuddle, and when you show her physical affection in general but she still loves it.
Anzu kinashi
She really likes cuddling. After a performance, she just really likes to relax in your arms.
She's definitely the little spoon she kinda has the same reasons as nao too, she's small and likes being protected.
She definitely wants to make you laugh while cuddling, like by telling you jokes. Well, she always likes doing that, but especially cuddling cause she has another weapon to do that....
Tickling, she loves having tickle fights, which goes against the idea of cuddling and relaxing, but she doesn't care. She just wants to see you laugh because of her.
Mai tsurugi
She absolutely adores cuddling. She just loves to smother you in physical affection, and cuddling is definitely not the exception.
Obviously, she'll bring you baked goods to eat while cuddling, cupcakes, cakes, and whatever you want. Mai will make it.
She's the big spoon most of the time, but she likes to be the little spoon, too.
She's really warm and smells of sweets and bread, mainly because of her job.
Sue Miley
Miley is... weird when it comes to physical affection, she says she hates it and will refuse if you ask, but she's actually pretty clingy herself, just not that much of a cuddle person.
She's the big spoon, and you don't get a say in it. You can try to argue about it, but she'll always be the big spoon no matter what.
She likes to talk about the way she tortures the participants or hate and gossip about the other floormasters(gashu especially).
If she's feeling especially happy she might give you some kisses if you behave.
Tia safalin
Safalin really likes cuddling it's a great way to get away from the responsibilities of being a floormaster and spend some time with her lover.
She mainly likes being the little spoon, but surprisingly, she can also be the big spoon if you ask.
You always cuddle in the infirmary(cause it's the only room with a bed), so sometimes you'll fake being hurt just to be with her.
Ranger definitely teases and insults you if he catches you cuddling, making safalin cry, and you mad at him.
She's the best at comforting you with kind and soothing words, especially while cuddling. She just loves to whisper how much she loves you in your ears.
Maple
She's neutral about cuddles, mainly cause she didn't even know what they were before, midori never showed her true love, so she had no idea couples do this.
Once she discoverers what they are, she loves them. Cuddling will become one of her favorite pastimes, especially cause it gets lonely in her room, so having you there is a great change(she also likes being the little spoon)
Her mood swings hit when she cuddles too, so sometimes you'll go from comforting her to laughing with her in seconds.
Sometimes, her syrup gets stuck on you, but you find it pretty tasty, so it's fine(you also like to eat her pancakes while cuddling, but she doesn't mind)
Her doll body is pretty cold, but you fix that by burying yourself in tons of blankets.
I know this is kinda bad, and I'm sorry if some characters have more than others. I just started by having great ideas for some and ran out of them for others(I should probably never do a post with all the girls from a franchise again)
#yttd x reader#your turn to die x reader#gn reader#sara chidouin x reader#reko yabusame x reader#nao egokoro x reader#anzu kinashi x reader#mai tsurugi x reader#sue miley x reader#tia safalin x reader#maple x reader
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Listen I saw you reblogged that OC outfit doodle ask and as an avid fan of Billie, I raced to your inbox! Listen, you don’t have to do all of these (or any of them if you’re not feeling it!) but here!
💃 - because I remembered you had a 90’s AU you told me about once
🚪 - because I just wanna know what she wears when she’s hanging around with Teddy at home and
☠ - simply because as a Mort enthusiast, inquiring minds need to know.
If you don’t wanna draw, you can definitely just tell me and that would be just as good!
omg bestie!!!!!! <3 thank you for all of the outfits!!!!
💃 OC in some radical 90’s clothes
This is pretty much how I picture her in 90s au haha. She's such a little dork <3
🚪 OC in what they wear when lounging around at home
It's funny because her lounge clothes change every time I draw them haha. But I love those comfy little wal-mart nightgowns and thought she would like them too so that's what I was going for
☠ OC in what they would wear to a funeral
My gf joked that this was for billies dads funeral but yeah that's exactly what I was thinking haha
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My girlfriend (ohstardew) started gushing about this story one day and I asked for the link because I was curious, and I can’t tell the amount of times we’ve chatted about it since as I’ve read through it to catch up. I wanted to share my thoughts in a comment so:
— Your writing is stellar. I can’t say this enough, it’s full of tension and drive, well-paced and with dialogue that feels like it is covering two layers at once. You embody need and lust with such a deft hand.
— The power play in part 3 leading into their heated exchange, my god, the tension between them, the back and forth. You get the emotional beats down so well in this, this slow build heightening towards what we inevitably want to happen (even though I was biting my hand expecting it)
— The start of part 4 with Snow was excellent hook to get me jumping into the story with bated breath and excitement. The way the reader raises the stakes, never easing up on the barbs and jabs and little daggers thrown his way, riling him up, oh it’s so good.
— “Because I think you like chasing me.” This hits so hard and it’s such a good thematic statement of their dynamic.
— The scene where she’s in his room showering and using his cologne… It’s such a small thing but it definitely is up there in my favorite parts of this whole story.
— ok wait sorry for the full quote but “You faltered, if only for a few moments. Your pride wavering as you heard the want drip from his voice, still getting used to his eyes skating across your skin” (and its entire paragraph) is such good prose. I re-read it several times to savour it fully. The toxic jealousy that begins running at full steam ahead from this scene too, how it draws them closer into this messy spiral! Delicious.
— It’d be remiss to not talk about the sex but the rising tension and climax it’s so good my brain kind of short-circuits. Getting Snow to snap and do it was such a deliciously long tease, the excitement paying off in the long run. (Sidebar but the warnings are good, thank you.)
— The world-building and details you infuse into this makes it come alive so well. I cannot overstate how much it adds to the story, and how vividly it jumps off the screen because of that. It makes the reader-character feel more fleshed out and realized as an actual character anchored in the world, and had me hooked from the first chapter. There’s something to her that makes me root for her to get the one-up on Snow at times, even though I KNOW. That’s the power of your writing!
— When she finds the drawer.. It felt like everything fell out from underneath her, in the most tantalizing and thrilling way possible. The heel turn in his treatment, the fury and rage and power oozing from him as he becomes so mean and nasty, it’s amazing. The sheer humiliation of how he treats her and yet she reacts the way she does!!!! (I think you did great navigating that dubcon scene fwiw. Really well balanced.)
— You navigate smut and all its physical intricacies, the shame and want, the lust and filth, with pinpoint precision. I was re-reading trying to pick out a specific moment I liked the most, and really, all of it is so good it’s hard to choose. But the way you write Snow paying so much attention to the clit is top-tier. I keep lingering on that detail each time I read a scene, because it’s so perfect. It hits in all the right ways.
Finally, I appreciate all you do with this story. I could wait months if necessary, as long as you get the time you need to comfortably write. Thank you so much for sharing this.
best. ask. EVER.
oh my god. i absolutely was squealing reading this, i was so excited for your comment (your gf told me you were reading the fic despite it not being your usual go to pairing and so i was equally nervous and excited!! i know you’re a fellow writer too so i was anticipating your thoughts all the more) what an utter delight to wake up to.
i’m so beyond happy you enjoyed the fic so much, honestly can’t begin to describe how happy it made me reading through your thoughts!! and pls don’t apologise for quoting me back bc that’s my absolute favorite thing to see, best feedback imo is seeing which parts stuck out to people!! esp when the coincide with the parts i myself really loved writing.
chapter three is probably my favorite i can’t lie. she’s my little baby, i’m so proud of the dialogue there bc it’s something i used to struggle a lot with in the past so it was a benchmark of sorts! i’m so happy you enjoyed the prose as well as the little details. i love world building and sometimes wonder if it’s too much so i’m extra glad i stuck to my guns here.
hearing encouragement on the smut aspect too is like. THE best compliment, bc this is my first time posting smut, let alone a whole series full. so i love hearing what you enjoyed and i’ll absolutely be taking that into account going forward as i navigate the final chapter!! also so happy you liked the dubcon scene, your gf might have mentioned i was anxious as all hell working my way around that but ultimately im v happy with how it turned out.
again, thank you so so much for such a fleshed out comment, it means more than you could possibly know. as i’m sure you know being a fellow writer the process can really tire you out leaving you sort of numb to the content you’ve written, at a certain point while editing i start to question if any of it is even Good, but comments like yours really cement in why i do this and why i stick it out 🤍🤍🤍🤍
#like. so much love and appreciation coming your way <3#ps!! i greatly look forward to your lucy gray fic if it sees the light (whenever that may be!) pls do take as much time as you need#*cheers you on from the sidelines in any and all artistic pursuits*#asks 💌#attention#ohmeadows#treasure box 💫
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