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pedroshotwifey · 2 months

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To The Flame chapter nine

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Pairing: Dark Javier Peña x Fem!reader

Chapter word count: 2.1k

Chapter tags/warnings: fluff, angst, manipulation, anxiety

Chapter summary: Making this move is going to be tougher than you thought...

A/N: Hey babes! Sorry for the short chapter, but I'm super excited because after this, things are going to get real dark real quick. We can really see some of the first big bits of manipulation here. I already have so many deliciously dark scenes written, and I can't wait to share!

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The next couple of days are chaotic, full of making arrangements for flights, organizing through all of your possessions, and figuring out what bills need to be discontinued. It’s a lot to handle, but Javi takes it in stride, making sure you don’t have too much to worry about.

He handles most of the interactions and arrangements when he’s not working, leaving you to get the little things done. Even though you’re not tasked with much, it’s still extra stressful to deal with after just having moved a few weeks prior.

You barely have any time together since Javi’s running around trying to get everything done in time, so you savor the moments when your schedules actually align. It’s mostly at night, after he gets home, and the two of you will eat dinner together and then do whatever you have the energy for.

Today’s the first day he’s been given off since he found out about the promotion, and if everything goes according to plan, he should be off until the move. The two of you have gotten everything you’d needed to do today knocked off the list, and decided that you deserve a bit to relax instead of more packing.

You both sat and watched TV for the better half of the day, all the fans on and the windows open in an attempt to cool off. The house is fucking sweltering thanks to having to cancel the A/C. It’s one of the hottest days you’ve had all year, because that figures.

Both you and Javi have peeled off your shirts, leaving you in your bra and shorts, and him in his usual jeans. Despite the lingering looks thrown each other’s way, you both know it’s too hot to engage in celebratory activities right now.

Javi’s on the phone in the living room while you prep some sandwiches for lunch to use the rest of what you have in the fridge. It’s likely that the next few days will be filled with an ungodly amount of fast food and diners.

You finish putting the sandwiches together and slip back into the living room with two plates, handing one to Javi as he hangs it back up on the reciever.

“Here you go baby.”

“Thank you, sweetheart,” Javi smiles at you.

You take a seat next to him on the couch and the two of you eat in silence, too tired to have much to say. You’re both off in your own worlds, you thinking about what you have left on your checklist; sort through clothes, pack pictures, get the dishes organized, call your sister.

You stop on that one, resisting the urge to cringe. You haven’t called her since you moved, and she has no way of getting to you. You feel like a coward but you almost don’t want to face her. You’ve done nothing wrong, and yet you almost feel like you’d abandoned her and moved on.

You know she wouldn’t think that, but it’s still a nagging concern in the back of your mind. What would you even say? Just tell her that you’re moving? You don’t know your address for Columbia yet, but the least you could do is let her know what’s going on.

You finish your sandwich and sigh, making Javi glance your way.

“You okay, sweetheart?”

“Yeah, just tired,” you tell him after a second, deciding you don’t really want to explain the way your entire thought process just went.

“I’m sorry, baby. We could take a nap if you want?”

You smile at him. “ I Might have to take you up on that in a minute.”

You gesture for his empty plate and he hands it to you, offering to do the dishes instead. You, of course, shoot him down. It doesn’t take you long, but you’re able to convince yourself to bite the bullet as you’re sticking the plates in the drying rack.

You walk into the hall with the phone, drying your hands on your shorts as you go. Javi’s brows furrow as he watches you pick it up.

“What are you doing?”

You pause on dialing and look up at him to where he’s still sat on the couch.

“I’m going to try to get a hold of my sister to tell her we’re moving.”

Javi sits up a bit, suddenly more energetic than he has been all day. “You can do that later, can’t you? Come see me.” He flips his palm up and reaches for you the tiniest bit. You smile warmly at him.

“Just give me one second, it’ll be quick,” you tell him. He frowns.

“I’ll be quick too. Just a kiss?” He smiles hopefully up at you and you melt a bit before giving in.

“Alright, just a kiss, no more, you bad man,” you laugh at him as his smile widens the closer you get.

You lean down to meet his lips, and then you’re being pulled forward, giggling as you land in his lap. His mouth immediately finds yours as he pulls you into him, trapping your body against his.

“Baby,” you laugh, trying to pull away. “I’ve got to call her!”

Javi hums to signify that he heard you, but doesn’t let up from the sloppy kisses he’s planting on your neck and chest. You can’t help the small moan that slips as he sucks on a particularly sensitive spot.

“M, Javi, I’m being serious honey,” you try again. “I need to get in touch with her before they cut off our service.” You try to push yourself up, but his arms tangle more tightly around you.

“Javi, quit,” you’re not joking around anymore. You’re a little concerned that the service is going to be cut off sometime today, since it was the day you were supposed to pay for it. You’ve already put off calling your sister for too long just out of nerves, and now you don’t want to miss your chance.

You push against him, trying to pry his arms away, and this, combined with the seriousness ebbing into your tone, finally catches his attention. He looks up at you, a slight pout on his full lips.

“I just need to let her know,” you say, waiting for him to loosen his grip, but he only sighs.

“Honestly, I don’t think that’s a good idea, sweetheart,” he admits, looking at you with genuine concern.

You frown, a bit taken aback.

“What do you mean?”

He sighs again and looks down past you, almost like he’s getting ready to explain something to a small child. You don’t like the way it makes you feel like such. You’ve noticed recently that he has a tendency to make you feel like a kid, though you don’t think it’s intentional. The age gap definitely doesn’t help either. It makes you worry sometimes that you’re too immature for him, even though you know you’re not in the slightest.

“I don’t think you should tell anyone you’re leaving,” he explains.

“What? Why? She’s my sister, she deserves to know.” You have no idea where this is coming from. You’ve told him about your relationship with your sister, how it’s nothing like your connection with your parents.

“Can you really trust her not to tell your parents though? Or them to not listen in? They don’t need to know your address.”

You shift uncomfortably in his lap, getting agitated with his protests.

“Javi, I’ll literally be in a different country, I don’t think it matters even if they do.”

His lips press into a thin line and breathes deeply through his nose. He unwraps his arms from around you to place his hands on your hips, holding you steady as he looks back into your eyes.

“Honestly, sweetheart, it’s my job. My superiors want me to limit who knows our address, especially if it’s not someone we can completely trust.”

Your stomach sinks at this. It makes sense, and you don’t want to do anything that could jeopardize his position, but leaving your sister with no explanation? She’s done nothing to deserve that.

“But I–”

He cuts you off with a pointed stare, his jaw ticking slightly.

“I’m not asking for much here. It’s just one thing. You really can’t do that?”

Your ears heat with shame as you swallow down bile rising into your mouth. You cast your gaze down so you don’t have to look at him with your embarrassment. You’re being selfish again, and you both know it.

“No, I’m sorry. I didn’t think,” you apologize quietly through the lump in your throat.

Javi’s hand comes to your chin, raising your eyes back to his and seeing the sheen in them. He tuts sympathetically and cradles your head to his chest, petting your hair in a soothing motion.

“I know it’s hard, honey. I’m sorry it has to be like this.”

You nod into his shirt, a tear slipping down your cheek despite your efforts to keep them in. You feel extremely overwhelmed all of a sudden.

He hushes you and lets you cry silently into his chest, whispering encouragement as he rocks you gently.

“You’ll be okay, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”

And you know you will be, it just doesn’t seem like it right now.

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You have pretty much everything else packed within the next few days. It was honestly miserable having to put everything away after you’d just put it out, both in a physical and emotional sense. You don’t know how many times you had to remind yourself that you were doing this for Javi, that he deserved it.

That fact definitely softened the blow, but not enough so that the sadness was completely snuffed. And now knowing that you’ll have to pretty much cut contact with your sister, who is also your only friend, it’s been a hard pill to swallow. It’s going to be hard leaving everything behind, but you’re willing to do it for your husband. Hell, he’s the one that got you here in the first place—it’s the least you could do.

You leave for Columbia tomorrow, most of your stuff already in the process of being moved to the apartment Javi was assigned to. Well, most of the stuff you were able to move anyway. You’ve had to pick and choose what you want to bring with you, and what needs to stay at the old house for storage. The apartment isn’t very large, so there’s no way to take everything. Another thing that saddens you.

You’d picked through all of your clothes and decided to put all your dresses into a box for storage and take everything else. There’s no sense in bringing them since you’ll likely not have a need for them. There’s only a couple that you stuffed in with everything else, just in case. You’re also bringing your books, some photos, and some sentimental things from your childhood.

Javi’s bringing about the same. Just his everyday clothes, a suit or two, and some of his personal items. It all got loaded onto a little trailer, and Javi took it either to the old house or to the airport.

You’re left now with just the bare minimum in the house. A few kitchen items, the couch that you won’t be able to move, and the mattress that you’ll be taking tomorrow. You’re both laying on that now, you with a book in your hand, and Javi reading through some paperwork.

He received his assignments a couple of days ago, and he’s been looking through to memorize most of the important stuff. It sounds like there’s going to be a lot less office work in his future.

You put your book down, huffing a dramatic sigh.

“Javi?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“I’m bored.”

He puts his paperwork down, rubs his eyes, and purses his lips at you.

You smile at him, and he can’t resist the way his lips tug up as well. You crawl over to him, situating yourself into his side, and hand your book to him.

“Read to me.”

He sighs at you but takes the book.

“I’m probably going to be slow.”

“That’s okay.”

“Alright, fine. You’re lucky you’re cute.”

You smile wider, snuggling further into his body as he clears his throat and picks up from the page you left off on. Your eyes close as you listen to the sound of his gravelly voice somehow smoothing out as he gets into the groove of the love story.

Before long, your eyes start to get heavy and you have to actively resist the urge to fall asleep. He’s not even a chapter in when you’re lulled to sleep by his voice and the ceiling fan running in the background.

**** Hope you enjoyed this chapter! It wasn't my favorite but some of these next ones are, so stay tuned 😈

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gatzilksis-2 · 3 months

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Brother of the Best Friend

Part One: Release

This story is mostly fictional with a few real elements. Includes adult content. 18+

I followed my best friend Jesse into his mom's house. Jesse wasn't attractive to me at all, small and skinny. I was skinny, too, but I was taller. Jesse was only eighteen, but I was twenty-one. We'd become friends at a job two years before, and we'd spent most of our time together since.

"Mom! We're here!" Jesse yelled to the kitchen at the back.

His mom Sherry came walking to the front, looking frazzled with a red face. "You're late, Jesse. I wanted more time to talk about this. Hi, Danny."

"Hi," I said, wondering what she was talking about.

Jesse was just as confused. "Talk about what?"

Sherry cocked her head towards the dining room. We all took our usual chairs at the round table, leaving one empty, an ugly plaid cushion tied to the wooden seat.

"Your brother will be here in a few minutes," Sherry blurted.

"Marty?" Jesse looked worried, then smiled. "He got out? Good for him."

"You're not mad he's back?" Sherry asked.

Jesse shook his head. "We was away for four years, Mom. Whatever issues I had are gone, and he probably had bigger things to worry about. Like dropping the soap."

I glanced at him. I was openly gay, but his jokes never bothered me. Sherry didn't know my orientation.

"Don't say any jokes like that when he's here!" Sherry pointed a stern finger at Jesse.

"What'd he do again?" I asked.

"Fighting people." Jesse rolled his eyes. "He always had to show people how manly he is."

I fought not to blush. The pictures of Marty in the house were all of him as a kid. I had no idea what he would look like now, but I had a sort of obsession with proud, manly men. I hoped he was ugly, so I wouldn't have to deal with any awkwardness.

The front door knob turned, then someone began to knock. Sherry headed for the door with a smile. "That's him! Come greet your brother."

Jesse sighed, but we followed her to the living room. Sherry opened the door, and I almost gasped.

Marty was not ugly, not by any means. He was blond with neat stubble, big light blue eyes, and a bulky body between fat and muscle. He was covered in tattoos, his buttoned shirt was tight, and his shoes were big.

Marty tackled Sherry into a hug, and she cried over his shoulder. "Welcome home, baby."

The son parted from his mom and slowly approached Jesse. "Jess...you look good."

"You look..." Jesse looked him up and down. "...big."

"Well, when you can't get drugs or walk around, you get this." Marty patted his belly.

"You have boobs." Jesse pushed up one of Marty's pectorals. He let it fall and bounce, and I tried not to watch it.

I realized my mouth was hanging open and shut it, just as Marty turned his clear blue irises on me. "Who's this, your boyfriend?"

He donned a cheeky grin. Jesse grabbed the same breast and twisted. "My best friend Danny."

"Ow!" Marty grabbed his chest when Jesse released him. He gave a little laugh. "Still an ass then, Jess?"

Jesse flipped him off.

Marty turned to me again, holding out a big, tattooed hand. "Sorry. I'm Marty. Nice to meet you."

I shook his hand, finding it smooth and warm.

Marty let go and leaned back to release an extremely loud, deep burp. He grabbed Jesse and blew the belch at his face. Jesse hit him and backed away, sitting on the couch. I sat beside him.

"I'm going to finish dinner." Sherry moved her pointer finger from Jesse to Marty. "Be good."

"Yes, ma'am." Marty sat in Sherry's reading chair in the corner.

I realized I hadn't even checked out his ass. I shouldn't have wanted to. He was my best friend's brother, and he was no doubt completely straight.

That didn't stop me from staring.

"What's been going on, Jess?" Marty asked his brother, who was stuck in the TV.

"Just hanging out with Danny." Jesse shrugged. "Going to community college in the fall. Fast food manager work is good. How was prison?"

Marty didn't answer, just stared with a sinister sort of smile. He readjusted his position in the chair and settled.

A second later, I was attacked by a toxic air assault, a silent fart of epic magnitude. Flatulence was the ultimate manly act, and I appreciated it much more than most people. Of course, I had limits. I didn't intend to sniff anyone's ass directly or have anyone sit on my face. There was such a thing as too many farts, but just the right amount of them could drive me wild.

This one fart was amazing, almost strong enough to taste. I loved when a man could make something so intense.

"God!" Jesse shouted at Marty. "I was waiting for that! How long did it take?"

"I don't know." Marty shrugged, closed his eyes, and put his head back. He took in a slow, deep sniff and smirked. "Ah! Nice. Did you miss it, Jess?"

"Hell no." Jesse got up from the couch, stepping towards the kitchen. "Mom, Marty's farty!"

Marty laughed under his breath. "That was my nickname in school, you know. 'Farty'. Guess that's what I get for having a rhyming name."

I'd stayed in my place, closest to him on this side of the couch. I had been slowly letting the fart in, pretending to hold interest in the show.

"You don't think that's bad?" Marty pushed on. He was intent on talking about it. I was too, but I didn't want him suspecting anything.

I glanced at him, just as he undid the top two buttons of his shirt, exposing his chest. I stiffened in my pants, glad to be sitting. "Yeah, but it's just a fart."

Marty leaned forward. PHWRRMPH! "Ah! Two farts. I had my driver get Taco Bell on the way." He sniffed the air again, giving a dramatic sigh after. "It's good to be free!"

His second fart smacked me, just as pungent as his first. I could almost smell the taco meat in it, all the food he must've consumed...

Why did he have to be my near perfect man?

"I bet," I responded simply, while my mind raced. If he wanted to talk about farts, that's what I would do. I never had a chance to talk about them with anyone else. Then again, it would only make me more horny, only make me want Marty more. "Your mom doesn't mind you farting like that? Jesse doesn't like it."

"I've always farted a lot, ever since I was little. Our dad did, too." Marty sniffed the air again. "Jess not tell you anything about me?"

"Just bad stuff." I shrugged. "Sorry."

"Whatever." Marty shrugged back and stood. "Mom, when's the food done?"

"It's close!"

Marty walked back to the kitchen, and I finally looked at his ass. No surprise, it was a good one, a fat booty shoved into his jean shorts.

I looked over at the reading chair, then looked to the kitchen. No one was watching. If I was careful...

I slipped off the couch and moved to the armchair on my knees. Marty's ass had left an ovular impression in the seat. Before I could get caught, I lowered my nose to the cushion, sniffing the middle of the oval.

It was too strong, and I pulled back. The smell in the seat was like raw, spoiled stomach and an old grease drum. I went in for another sniff and coughed.

I pulled back again and looked behind me. Marty was approaching. I swore in my head and got up quick. "I was stretching."

I'd said it too quickly, lost my cool. Marty raised an eyebrow but laughed. "Okay. Dinner's done."

His fart was fully stuck in my nose, and staring at him at the same time returned my little friend to full hardness. "Be right there. I need to shit first."

"Okay." Marty chuckled and went back to the kitchen.

I got up and practically ran upstairs, before anyone could see the tent in my shorts.

To be continued...

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slasher-male-wife · 1 year

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Slashers with an s/o who likes to bake

So I'm a bit of a baker, as like a hobby. I find it fun and it has a great outcome. I think I did this before but I couldn't find it on my masterlist so I'm just writing this assuming it's the first one.

Includes: Hannibal Lecter, Michael Myers, Poly Herbert West and Dan Cain, Bo and Vincent Sinclair (seperate)

Warnings: Bo being Bo

Hannibal Lecter

Hannibal prefers to cook over bake but he's still going to support your hobby. Probably joining you in baking and maybe (usually) taking over some of the tasks.

He already uses the best ingredients so that also applies to your baking ingredients. I'm super positive that Hannibal would rather go vegan than use flour that isn't grass fed and organic.

Also he's going to make sure you're using the best quality tools you can use. He doesn't own a microwave so if you have to melt something you're going to have to use the oven or do a double boiler on the stove.

He'll always try what you make, mostly because he watched the entire process of you making your sweets and knows that it's high quality. He won't be mean about it if it's bad or missing something, he'll just tell you.

Overall a very supportive boyfriend of your hobby.

Michael Myers

Michael likes to watch you in general and when you're baking it's no different. He just sits in the kitchen and stares at you or watches from outside the house.

Michael has a big sweet tooth so he's taking some of whatever you've made, and if it's RZ Michael he's taking a lot of it. I can see RZ Michael stealing an entire cake from you if he likes it that much.

Will also lick off whatever leftover batter or dough is on your dishes. I can also see him being the kind of person to take one of those cookie dough logs and just straight up take bites out of the entire thing.

He won't ever really tell you that he likes you're baking but whenever you do make something half of it is usually gone before the end of the day.

Herbert West and Dan Cain

Dan has more of a sweet tooth than Herbert does. Dan will also join you in making whatever you're baking while Herbert watches from the side or just does science stuff.

Herbert will join you on occasion and will probably not do much, aside from telling you what to add and what to do next.

Dan loves baking with you and trying whatever you've made for him. But both Herbert and Dan take a piece of whatever you've made to work with them. They also ask you to make stuff for work parties if they have one.

Herbert will also try whatever you've made but he won't be as 'enthusiastic' as Dan is about it.

Bo Sinclair

He thinks it's a waste of ingredients until he tastes it. He's still gonna be cocky and not really admit how much he likes your baking but you know he loves it.

He, like many slashers, likes to watch you being so domestic. Seeing you doing anything domestic, especially baking something for him is going to make him a little love sick. Don't be surprised if he can't keep his hands off of you while you're baking.

He'll leave subtle hits for you about what he wants you to make. Like he'll leave out a cook book with the page turned to a specific recipe or will mention he saw this or that on tv earlier.

He assumes because you can bake you can also cook so now he has you doing both. It doesn't matter how basic or bad your cooking is, it's better than Bo's.

Vincent Sinclair

Fully supportive of this hobby. Can he help you with anything? Should he ask Bo to get you something from the store? Do you need recipes?

Baking themes will start to show up in his art now too. What? He just so happened to paint you baking something? Or he might have made some wax figures of sweets? It's not because of you (it totally is)

Will go digging for old recipes that his family has. Although Mr and Mrs.Sinclair (rest in piss) were horrible parents I think that Trudy made a few baked goods from time to time and they were pretty damn good.

Somewhat 'gatekeeps' your food from his brothers. He'll honestly steal a lot of whatever you've made and keep in the basement for you and him to share.

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citrus-simp · 1 year

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Can we see little blurb as a full length fic for requests this was adorable yet so naughty

{AN}-> I'm debating if I should make this a strict NSFW page where all the deep thirst is but at the same time I like writing fluff too, hmmmmm, I'm honestly doing this memory and kinda altered it a bit

{AN prt2} this is extremely overdue.

warnings; Smut; female reader, dirty talk, language. possessive, thigh riding, multiple orgasms(?), Overstim (?), proceed at your own risk!!

All characters are above the age of 18, taking place AFTER UA high.

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It all mostly started because you wanted more experience than what you currently had. You were fresh out of UA, ready to head-on with your life. Although, you're off to a pretty good start since you had a pretty nice place to stay with your roommate, Izuku. You had already been good friends so sharing a place to live wasn't a bad idea. You both put in your fair share of the rent, groceries, and other bills. On top of that, you also kept each other in good company.

However, at some point, everyone gets a little romantically lonely and you were feeling it more than ever. You decided to start dating but none of the guys you had met weren't meeting your expectations. They were shallow, some of them were too pervy, and immature and others just wanted sex.

So something had possessed you to go to Bakugo. Do not let his character fool you, this man attracts women like ants to honey. He was built like a god, had gorgeous features, strong, and was...experienced. Long story short you had both become friends with benefits after you came to some agreements.

1. this would remain between you both. He was big on privacy

2. if this were to happen neither you nor him would sleep with other people, for health purposes

3. if there were to be something more, you would have to let him know right away.

they were reasonable enough so, of course, you agreed. Whenever you need some company or something more you just give him a call or go over to his place. It was a lot more than just hookups tho, the sex was amazing but having him to yourself was really great too. During your periods if your cramps were bad and you just wanted cuddles, he would lay with you for however long you needed. Or maybe you wanted to go shopping and needed some help picking stuff out, he'll come with you

Oh, and he has a habit of sending you to get something so he could pay a majority of the sum. He somehow gets it right every time so you think you snagged a deal. Sometimes he spoils you and buys you some nice lingerie for special nights.

Well, today you had told him you could have a movie night. Only he had opened the door to something he did not like. You were playing some video games with Izuku before he had to go out, and you had your legs laid across his lap. His arms resting over your legs. In Bakugou's opinion, he was way too close to you.

"Maybe I should leave since you guys are having fun together." he sneered crossing his arms at the scene.

"Katsuki! You're here!" you said pausing the game "we were just playing a few rounds before Izuku went out," you said as you stood up from your spot

"Hey Kachan, I was just heading to the agency, it was good to see you again though," he said grabbing his phone and heading for the door "I'll see ya later Y/N!" you wave to Izuku as he closed the door and look back to the blonde. You head over to him and kiss his cheek

"What's got you all grumpy?" you ask about his grimace

"Whatever, it's nothing let's watch the movie" he grumbled getting the account set up on the TV and getting the movie running. You took your spot next to him getting comfortable in his arms. You knew by his lack of movements or comments that he usually makes

"hey." you said budging him but he didn't move. Well now you were left with one option

"hey" you repeated

"hey"

"he-"

"What?!" he snapped

"Why are you all pissed at me?" you ask coming off of him to sit on your knees

"Why don't you ask you, little boyfriend, Dek-" he stopped looking you up and down "The hell are you wearing?" he snarled

"Huh?" you look down to Deku's hoodie that you were wearing "O-oh, it got cold and he offered his hoodie s-so I took it and-"

"So what are you fukin' him too?" he interrupted

"No Katsuki!" you defend "God it's a damn hoodie, either way, why are you so jealous? It's not like you're my boyfriend!"

"Not your boyfriend huh?" taking your wrist he takes you into what is Deku's room and sat on his bed "We'll see what you say after this," he smirks deviously and strips from the sweats he was wearing to reveal his muscular thighs

"pants, now," he demanded "you're gonna cum all over my thigh teddy bear" he smirked

"B-but what abou-"

"Come on, maybe I'll even forgive you," he said patting his lap. You had to be honest for one thing seeing his muscles and him being demanding in the bedroom was really a turn-on. You pull your pants down along with your panties and walk towards him. His hand lands on your hips as he leads you to straddle his thigh and sit down Direct contact with the muscle made you shiver. He pats your ass with a squeeze and said

"Start grinding those hips baby," he smirked as his hands travel up under the hoodie you wore to caress your skin. You do as he demands and grinds forward and back, forward and back. A long sigh escapes your lips

"That's it, baby, get yourself off on my leg." he flexes his thigh increasing the pressure on your clit making your jolt "take this shit off, 'wanna see those tits," he said practically ripping off your shirt and the hoodie along with it. Your nipples are exposed to the cool air as you keep grinding his leg

"Katsuki~" you mewl as you throw your head back, his arm circling around you bringing you flush against him as he sucks on your neck. Moving from place to place making sure to mark his territory. With a shake and jolt, you come undone all over his thigh. Your body jolts every now and then as hold on to his shoulders.

"Good girl~" he growls lifting you up a bit to show how much you had come. A string still connected to your dripping pussy glistens in the light

"K-katsuki..." you pant still coming down from your high

"Don't whine now doll, I'm not done just yet" he smirks as he flips you over and throws you onto the bed. You watch as he slides his sweatpants off, his cock springing hard. His calloused hands meet your knees as he kneels in front of your and rubs the head of his cock over your silky slit.

"Damn, nice and wet, just how I like it," he grinned "Ready for me, teddy bear?"

You nod your head, aching to be filled with his cock. He slides in effortlessly, making you both sigh in relief and pleasure. You constricted around him tightly and he filled you deliciously. He pulls out painfully slow and rams himself back in.

"Fuck!" he finds a steady pace as he rocks his hips back and forth. "Pussy, so good...only I can fuck you, you know this" he panted flipping you onto all fours. One hand pushing your shoulders down and keeping your ass up "Even your pussy knows it. I can feel it squeeze me whenever I tell you so" he growls.

This had to be one of his favorite view and position. A firm spank comes down on your ass making you jolt. Even when he was so erotic and vulgar with his words, it only elevated the pleasure.

"Fuck yourself back on to my cock baby, just how you like!" he huffs leaning back enough for you to continue riding him back. The way your ass bounced on his cock, the sounds filling the room. The idea of him fucking you in Deku's room just added to the entire act.

"K-katsu~" you moan as his larger hands hold your hips ones again and gets back into his thrusting rhythm. "fuck" you whispered as you could feel your stomach cramp in another orgasm. You could feel him twitch inside of you as his pumps became more violent and sloppy.

"Shit princess, where do you want it?" he asks chasing both of your highs with a constant rhythm of spanks following.

"i-inside!" you pant out feeling yourself climbing higher and higher.

"Yea inside?! Who does this pussy belong to? Who do You belong to?!" Punctuating each question with more strikes to your ass

"YOU KATSU! YOouu!~" you cry out as you cum over his cock once again. With a few more pumps he empties himself inside you. You milk him while his cock pulses inside, emptying his load into you. His body looming over you but close enough to feel the heat radiating off of his body. He pulls out of you, and slumps over next to you. He pulls you in close to him and sticks his nose into your hair.

Despite having intense sex, he knew that after care is always important, even if they were just cuddles.

"...you know I could consider the option if you just brought it up," he mumbled into your hair

"Huh? What are you talking about," you said flipping over to face him

"..you know the whole. Boyfriend thing..I guess" he said nearly whispering. Truth was he really did have an attachment to you. You chemistry was good, you communicate pretty well maybe the dating thing was worth a shot, right?

"Hmmm, alright how about a proper date tomorrow night?" you offer wrapping your arms around his neck. "How's that sound boom-boy?" you tease with a smile

"fine..but I pick the place." he said sternly tucking you under his chin. "and your ass is moving in with me after this." he huffed making you giggle.

lil time skip...

Note: "Dear Deku, keep your shit stuff away from what's mine(Y/N)"

"...Huh I didn't know they were a thing..."

"P.S. thanks for letting us use your sheets as a cum rag." -B.K It was safe to say Deku did some early laundry that night. He wore gloves and everything to avoid touching any residue.

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hope you enjoyed this ~ 🍋there will be more to come

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beanmachine69 · 11 months

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Restless- Lance Stroll

Lance Stroll fluffy blurb because I love him<3

As tired as you were, you just couldn't get yourself to sleep. The sheets felt weird, your shirt felt weird, the room was too cold one minute and too hot the other minute, everything felt weird. It didn't help that Lance was out late and wouldn't be coming home soon. It felt so strange sleeping without him, and it was far worse tonight. No amount of twisting and turning or white noise was helping you sleep tonight. Every possible attempt was turning to be futile and it was nearly impossible to not think of him at this moment.

You got up, huffing and resorting to the last bright idea you had. Pushing the sheets off of yourself, you got out of bed and brought your plushie from the corner of the room. You were going to cuddle something- Lance or no Lance.

You fell back on the bed with a thump, hugging your little friend. It was soft in your arms and felt significantly more reassuring than you expected. It eased you more than you had hoped, and you couldn't complain. Felt childish, but still comforting.

You had just gotten comfortable when the moods started again, the room felt too hot again and the sheets felt weird and the bed was empty and suddenly no plushie was big enough to take Lances' place. You let out a loud huff of frustration and got up, picking your plushie up and going to the kitchen. If you weren't going to sleep, might as well get a snack and watch something, clearly your body didn't want to co-operate tonight.

Grabbing a snack from the kitchen, you went to sit in the lounge, infront of the huge TV Lance had gotten installed a while back. Scrolling through Netflix, you landed on something you liked and began watching. Were you paying attention? no, absolutely not, you missed your boyfriend far more than usual, and all you wanted was for him to hug you as you went to sleep.

You'd known Lance for so long, and had liked him for even longer, there was no doubt in your mind when he asked you out. You both had dated for years now, and moved in together recently. You travelled with him every time you could, always supporting him whenever and wherever you could. You missed him more than usual tonight, not for any reason, but mostly when you couldn't sleep he'd always been around to help, he was great comfort, always.

Completely lost in thought, you hadn't heard Lance walk in, quietly closing the door behind himself to ensure you wouldn't wake up. He was obviously beyond surprised when he walked in to see you on the couch, zoned out infront of the TV, with a snack in one hand and a plushie in one. He chuckled a bit at the sight, it was cute, even cuter since you were in his shirt.

He crept up behind you, closing the gap as jumped the couch from behind, sitting next to you. You shrieked in surprise, getting pulled away from your thoughts by his sudden presence. He laughed as you registered the situation, pulling you in for a kiss.

"Hi." He smiled, as he pulled away, still mere inches away from you.

"I didn't hear you come in." You giggled at the proximity. You could feel his breath on your face.

He hummed as he pulled your waist closer to him, propping you in an awkward angle on his lap, which you readjusted so you could straddle him and see him better.

"Yeah, the TVs loud," He replied. You felt his hand wander around the couch for something, pulling your plushie up, "And I've clearly been replaced."

You laughed, pulling him in for a hug. He felt so warm, and smelled so good- despite the fact that he'd just gotten home. You finally felt the comfort creep it's way back into you.

"Yeah well, I missed you and I couldn't sleep." You pouted.

"Oh? Baby, I'm so sorry, I told you I'd be out late tonight..."

"Yeah, I know, I just couldn't sleep tonight, I'm not sure why."

"Are you tired? Because I sure am."

"Very."

He chuckled, patting your lower back to indicate he wanted you to move off of him, and so you did, scooching off of him and onto the couch again. He stood up, only to lean back down and scoop you up too.

"Come on, leave your snack here, I'm tired and I wanna cuddle with you."

You smiled, finally feeling like you could sleep again. His presence had an effect on you, it was comforting and practically intoxicating. He was so gentle with you, always prioritising you wherever he could. He always claimed that you meant more to him than racing on most days.

And so you both made your way under the sheets, hugging each other, with your head on his chest and his hand playing with your hair mindlessly. He seemed content and calm, like he always did with you.

A/N: sorry if this is short, been a bit swamped lol, anyways, Requests are open as usual! send some requests in and I'll write them asap!

Always open to criticism, lmk if I can improve my work, thanks!

#lance stroll #lance stroll fic #lance stroll fluff #f1 fic #f1 imagine #f1 fluff #f1 blurb

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misc-obeyme · 11 months

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Congrats on the 500 followers. Your writing is great and deserves all the follows. For the prompt request could you do hug with either Mammon or Levi?

Ah, thank you, anon!

Okay since I hadn't had a request for Levi yet, this is mostly Levi, but featuring Mammon because I wanted to do him, too lol.

Thank you for participating!

GN!MC x Leviathan with prompt Hug

Warnings: none!

You were finally free of RAD for the day and you were walking home with a spring in your step. You were looking forward to playing a new video game with Leviathan that had just come out. He had skipped going to school, as usual, so you would be going straight to his room as soon as you reached the House of Lamentation.

"What're ya so happy about?" Mammon asked as he walked beside you.

You looked back at him with a smile. "The video game Levi and I have been waiting ages to play finally came out today."

Mammon frowned. "Oh yeah. Man, that means I won't see ya for days now, huh?"

You couldn't help but laugh at this. "Aww," you said. "Don't worry, I'll still be sure to make time for you."

You had reached the house now and both of you entered through the front door.

"Ya better make time for the Great Mammon!" he said, though there was a blush on his cheeks.

You tugged in into a hug, giving him a tight squeeze before letting go. "I'll see you later, I promise."

Before Mammon had a chance to even react much to this, you were on your way to Levi's room. You could hear him spluttering behind you.

When you reached Levi's door, you knocked. He let you in without even bothering to ask for a password. He was clearly waiting for you, the video game in question in his hand.

"MC!" he said excitedly. "It's finally here!"

You settled in front of the TV while Levi put in the game. He came to sit beside you, each of you holding your own controller.

"Ugh, I'm so excited," you said as the opening cut scene began to play.

"Right? Look at these graphics," Levi said. "They've really gone up in quality since the last release!"

"I'm just hoping I'll be able to get the hang of the new form of game play," you said. "It looks kind of complicated."

"Don't worry about that," Levi said. "We can start on easy mode if you want. But I've heard it's pretty intuitive, so we should be able to master it quickly!"

The two of you continued discussing the game in this way as you began to play. Hours passed as you made your way through the game's many different quests and story lines.

And then you found yourselves up against a big boss that you just couldn't beat no matter how hard you tried. You had been attempting to defeat it for ages. At one point you left Levi to tackle it alone so you could get some food and drinks. The two of you needed fuel to really give it your all.

After a snack break, you discussed your strategy. When you both felt ready, you picked up your controllers again and initiated the boss fight.

It was as difficult as ever, but you felt prepared this time. The two of you worked together effortlessly, having mastered the technique you were using.

And then you watched, eyes wide, as Levi finally dealt the finishing blow to the boss.

"We did it!" you cheered. "We finally did it!"

You put down your controller and flung your arms around Levi, laughing happily.

Levi just barely managed to catch you, but he wasn't able to prevent the both of you from toppling over sideways.

Now you were sprawled on top of him, still laughing, while he was blushing furiously and no longer capable of thought.

You sat up, knowing you would need to give him some space if you wanted Levi to function properly again.

You smiled at him as he righted himself, covering his face to hide his blush, which was not receding.

You took his hands away from his face and held them. "We did it. Good job, Levi."

"Th-thanks, MC!" He was still blushing, but he managed to look you in the eye. "I couldn't have done it without you."

You wrapped your arms around him, hugging him close. It was a slow move, so he'd seen it coming this time. Instead of freezing, he actually returned the embrace, holding you close. The two of you sat that way for some time, content to simply share a comforting hug before jumping back in to the game.

the original prompt list

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me leviathan #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me leviathan x mc #leviathan x reader #leviathan x mc #obey me levi #obey me levi x reader #obey me levi x mc #levi x reader #levi x mc #misc 500 followers event #misc writes

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yoshihashismattebum · 1 month

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9 People I'd Like to Get to Know Better

Thanks @sycamoretrees for the tag!

Last song: I'm going to cheat and go for a whole album. I've been really enjoying Where's My Utopia? by Yard Act recently: deceptively clever stream-of-consciousness lyrics that walk the line between wry irony and passionate sincerity, all set to post-punk beats that you can dance to. (Shout-out to HELLMODE by Jeff Rosenstock and Sorry for the Late Reply by Sløtface too – both brilliant albums as well)

And while I'm breaking the rules, I might as well mention my wrestling playlist that I've been working on! It's a really eclectic mix of songs that remind me of various different things in wrestling – feuds, characters, general vibes etc. It's not finished yet (I'd like to organise it thematically and write some annotations to explain my thinking behind the choices), but maybe you'll find something on there you like!

Favourite colour: it's a tie between blue and purple (especially lilac). Also currently enjoying the yellow-green of the new leaves that are appearing at this time of year!

Currently watching: wrestling, surprise surprise. I'm just about keeping up with AEW and completely failing to keep up with NJPW. Other than that, I've not really been in a big TV/film mood recently. Although I did see Dune Part 2 the other week, which I thought was fantastic. My partner and I have also become slightly addicted to watching Gab Smolders play Nancy Drew games on YouTube.

Spicy/savoury/sweet/(sour)/(salty)/[umami]: since @sycamoretrees set a precedent of adding options, I'm going to go with another write-in candidate: my beloved umami. I am a Marmite fiend and will eat just about anything if it has soy sauce/miso/strong cheese etc in it. I enjoy pretty much all of the above tastes though, especially when combined in interesting ways. If I had to choose between the original options, I probably lean towards savoury; I have extremely strong opinions on crisps.

Relationship status: I've been with my partner for almost 11 years now :) (While I'm here, go check out her fantastic art and tabletop RPG writing at @mortphilippa! Obviously I'm biased, but she's super talented!)

Obsessions:

Too many to mention them all, but here's a selection:

Wrestling (of course): as well as my usual AEW & NJPW, I've watched some CMLL recently, which has been fun. I also recently reached new levels of nerd by emulating King of Colosseum 2, a Japanese wrestling game from 2004, on PC. It's good! Holds up well!

Tabletop role-playing games – an ever-present obsession for me. I've just wrapped up a 4+ year D&D campaign that I was GMing, which is an odd feeling, but I'm so proud of the story we told together. I'm also currently GMing/writing stuff for Cy_Borg, Liminal Horror and Brindlewood Bay, among others! There are tons more I want to run though – too many games, not enough time! (I am always up for conversations about TTRPGs by the way – I could talk forever about them! Hit me up if you wanna chat!)

Puzzle games: more of a recent obsession. I continue to do the Wordle every day, but I've recently been enjoying Connections (sorting words into categories), Heardle Decades (identifying songs from the intros), and Squeezy (a weird game about fitting letters into other words). I'm also going through a bit of a point-and-click adventure phase. Really enjoying Unavowed by Dave Gilbert currently. I'm not usually an urban fantasy fan, so it's a testament to how good the writing is that I'm loving it as much as I am.

Spring flowers: spring has well and truly sprung here in the UK, and I am loving all of the flowers that are popping up everywhere! There's nothing that brings me joy quite like going for a walk and doing some plant-spotting (I'm trying to get better at identifying plants this year! I'm mostly reliant on Google Lens and a bit of inherited knowledge from my Grandma currently)

Oops, that was A Lot! Enough about me. Time to tag some other people! (Only if you feel like it though! Absolutely zero pressure)

IRL friends (I know you all very well already, but I always love hearing what you're up to 💙): @thewaythroughthewoods, @thepenultimaterolo and @mortphilippa (and @unpairedbracket if you fancy it!)

Some Tumblr people wot seem cool (sorry if we've not interacted much – I've not been on Tumblr a lot recently and I'm bad at starting conversations!): @norfkid, @sybilius, @dansedan, @unlikelywrestlingfan, @punkrockpariah

#about me #tag game

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gaybitchfx · 2 years

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I absolutely loved "the big bro figure "!!!!

Seriously you did amazing

Can we get a part 2 please?

Where, when Chrissy died, Eddie ran to his big bro and either hid thre or with him in the boat house.

And after some of the original stuff happened the reader gets vecna'd (because everybody got some trauma) but they can save him because they're near his house and Eddie knows his favorite song, which obviously is some metal song

And maybe m!reader jokes about it, because yk he's the big bro

Note: I only chuckled because of an audio from TikTok where Eddie was telling Chrissy to wake up. But I’ll gladly do it!

THE BIG BRO FIGURE (pt.2)

Character(s): Eddie Munson

Type of reader: M!Reader

Category: Fluff with a tad bit of angst (since you get Vecna’d)

Warning(s): none

Edited: ❌

It was past midnight and surprisingly you were awake high as ever. You were watching tv and relaxed till you heard loud banging on your door making you jump and look over at the door.

"Y/n?! You in there?!" You heard Eddie shout making you quickly get up and open the door. "What's goin on, Eddie? What happened?" You asked and allowed the male in, he clearly looked scared and out of it. Not knowing what to do you quickly went to get some water and came back and sat down next to him before handing him the water carefully.

"Everything alright? Cause you usually don't come yellin my name at 12:35 in the morning." You said and rubbed his back. "You don't gotta tell me if you aren't ready." Eddie took a few deep breaths after chugging the water down and placing the cup on the coffee table that sat in front of you two. He turned to face you and just clung onto your waist making you stiffen up quickly.

You looked at him and could feel him shaking so you did what any other person would do, hug him back and reassure him everything is okay. Once Eddie calmed down he released you of his grip.

"So, are you ready to tell me what's wrong and what happened?" You asked, your voice low and comforting. "So, there was this girl her name was Chrissy and she wanted to buy some stronger drugs-" "DRUGS?!! Now what on earth are you selling those for at your age?!" You shouted surprised he'd even do something like that.

"I'll talk to you about that later, please continue." You cleared your throat. "O-...Okay. So I went to go get them and when I came back to give them to her she wasn't responding and her eyes were rolled back to her head...and...and..." Eddie trailed off as he could see the scene replay in his head.

"Breath Eddie, you don't have'ta tell me everything all at once." You told him and rubbed his back in a circular motion. Eddie took in deep breaths before he continued to tell you what happened. "She started floating in the air and all her bones broke when there wasn't anyone there to lift her that high...I didn't know what to so I ran and now I'm wanted for a murder I didn't even do..." Eddie quickly said making your eyes widen out of both fear and shock. "Are you sure that's what happened?" You asked and held him by the shoulders making him look you in the eyes. Eddie nodded his head making you sigh and hug him close.

"Alright, I'll hide you here after all I am your big brother, and big brothers protect their little brothers." You said making him less tense and scared. "Thank you...Y/n." Eddie mumbled as he closed his eyes with a small sigh of relief. "No problem."

After Eddie and Y/n met Steve, Max, and Robin he helped them hide him and all that stuff, he even went into the upside down Hawkins with them and was just there for support and to mostly lighten the mood when everyone was too tense.

You went home eventually after that event, but before you could even close the door Vecna's lil hallucinations. A couple minutes later the group went over to your house since it was pretty safe and away from society. "Uhm, is that Y/n?" Dustin asked as he squinted his eyes to see better. "What the hell is he doing just standing there?" Robin questioned as the group walked closer and closer to you before realizing you weren't standing there on purpose.

"Fuck! How long as he been like this?!" Eddie shouted worry present in his face. "H-...He said he was going home like 5-10 minutes ago!" Steve said and everyone quickly went inside and gently sat Y/n down.

"Dustin, what's his favorite song?!" Max asked as she went through the shelves of cassette tapes you had of different songs from different bands. "I don't fuckin know! We aren't that close!" Dustin shouted. "I know his favorite song!" Eddie said making everyone stop what they were doing and watched as Eddie went to the second shelf and picked a song the had a lime green tape on it.

"Can I borrow this? I don't know where he puts his Walkman." Eddie asked Max who gave it to him without a second though. He switched out the cassette tape to the other one and pressed play before placing the headphones over your ears.

"What's the music supposed to do anyways?" Eddie asked as he stared at you hopping whatever was going on would work. "It's supposed to open a portal back to here, but with Vecna in the way it's almost impossible to escape." Max said and folded her arms. Everyone waited in silence. You let out a loud gasp and quickly looked around and saw the group in front of you. "He's back!!" Eddie shouted and gave you a big hug confusing you. "Oh thank fucking god." Dustin sighed and placed a hand where his heart was.

"I thought we were gonna lose you dude!" Steve cried out and ruffled your hair. "Holy shit! There was this guy who looked like a dried up raisin and he looked so fuckin gross!" You exclaimed with a laugh, not even an ounce of trauma present on your face. Eddie lightly chuckled and released you from the hug.

"I honestly think you're too high to be giggling old man." Max said and took her Walkman back. "Old man?! I'm only 23 thank you very much!" You shouted and placed a hand on your chest with your mouth open a little. "I'm just glad you're back and didn't end up like...Chrissy." Eddie said and sat down next to you.

"Mann, I ain't goin out like that. Not with my bones all cracked and turned in the most weirdest and most awkwardest way possible. Plus I got my lil bro to take care of don't I?" You said and ruffled his hair.

"Just know I'm not goin anywhere, not when you're still here walkin on this planet."

Note: Imagine how Y/n would react to Eddie's death 😗

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songmingisthighs · 2 years

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[10.49] dad!hongjoong × reader

⇀ you don't know how you were blessed with two adorable little angels, but sometimes you wish they weren't so much like you or hongjoong

⇁ i'm having baby fever so pls bear with me

"KIM HONGJOONG, WHAT DID YOU DO TO OUR SON!?"

Your voice resonated through the apartment but your kids seemed to not care about it.

Juri, your 7-year-old daughter and the eldest, grinned widely as she crouched down slightly to the height of her little brother, Junhyung. "Junnie, noona got you cream puffs!" She said.

The little boy, with eyes twinkling and cheeks chubby much like his dad at his age, looked at his older sister with much adoration.

As they both walked towards the dining table where Juri put the pastry box down, Hongjoong emerged from the bathroom with a sheepish grin. With a hand scratching the back of his head, Hongjoong carefully stalked to you, "heeeeey baby, back so soon? how was the market? You and Juri got cream puffs? What else did you got?"

Your eyes narrowed at him and your hands crossed in front of your chest, "don't try to change the topic, Kim Hongjoong, I need you to explain to me IN GREAT DETAILS about the thought process that led you to doing THAT to our- MY 4 year old baby!"

At the mention of him, Junhyung waddled to you with a cream puff in one hand and his other messing up his hair, "Mommy, white!" He squealed, showing off the striking white strands on the front quarter of the left side of his head. It was mostly dark brown with strands of white peeking from underneath to make it not so obvious.

"See? He likes it!" Hongjoong crouched down to the boy's height and patt his butt lightly, "go on, show mommy the thing you did," he urged.

Soon enough, your son had both his hands in the air, mimicking his dad's group's song, Guerrilla's dance by clumsily doing the head banging part.

If it weren't for the fact that Hongjoong had tried to reform his own son like he usually does with his jackets, bags, or shoes, you would've squealed and gushed on the boy. Juri was squealing and she soon enveloped her little brother in a tight hug, very much in love with how adorable he is. Junhyung was enjoying having his big sister showering him with so much affection.

You took a deep breath and exhaled sharply, "Hongjoong, he's 4! It's WAAAY too early for him to be experimenting with hair dye!" "Okay, baby, I know this looks bad, but-" "No! Joong, this is like when you took Juri out to get her second pair of piercings and now she's the only girl in first grade who could put on two pairs of earrings at once," you chewed on your bottom lip in anxiety.

Despite you voicing our your worries, Hongjoong laughed as he grabbed your arm to pull you into the bathroom with him. He took something from the side of the sink to show you, "Baby, it's just coloured hair gel! It'll wash off when we wash his hair!" he chuckled. Immediately, after knowing that the dye wasn't permanent, you let out the longest and sharpest exhale, making Hongjoong scrunch his nose and giggle. "Okay, thank god because I don't think I want our son to look like Anna in this year's Christmas picture. Last year's mullet was culture shock enough for my side of the family," you rambled out in relief.

Hongjoong raised an eyebrow at you, "Umm... First of all, Christmas is still like several holidays away. Second, Junhyung's mullet was adorable, what are you talking about?" he crossed his arms in defence. You rolled your eyes at him, knowing he forgot the call you both got from your parents, "Oh come on, Junhyung and Juri looked more like your Say My Name teaser photo than elves," you pointed out. "It's Christmas! No one said you have to be generic and bland and conforming! Plus, Atiny loves them," he retorted back.

You leaned back to take a peek of your two kids in the living room. Junhyung with his cream puff, watching his cartoon on the tv as Juri watched over him, making sure he doesn't make a mess. A grin bloomed on your face as you look at your two kids, "Yeah... Can't imagine why people wouldn't like them," you looked back to see Hongjoong wearing a similar expression on his face. "Junhyung still has to wash his hair later," you stated firmly before proceeding to walk away.

A choked gasp was heard and soon Hongjoong trailed after you, "No! Baby, let Junnie keep his hair for at least two days!" he whined. "I just washed his hair before putting the gel on, you're not gonna make the kid wash his hair again, are you?" he asked, batting his eyelashes at you.

The kids, hearing their father begged, ran over to grab your arms to beg with their father. "Mommy, nooooo!" Juri whined to you which prompted Junhyung to copy his older sister. Now you have a fully grown man (child) clinging onto you by your waist and two children on each of your arms, chanting how they want you to let Junhyung to keep his hair over the weekend.

While most days you love your children, times like this made you slightly regretting the fact that they also share their father's adorable genes.

God help your standing in this household.

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agere-fandom · 4 months

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i’m a bit late and don’t know your fandoms but if u want: 🤫, 🪀, 🥰, ❤️‍🩹, 🎈, 🪶, 🙋‍♂️, 😀 for the agere headcanons game ? (feel free to leave some out if that’s too many)

KHFBGKDSBJF- EEEEE- I'll do spiderverse!! And Miles because he's my sweet boy :> 🤫- Write about a secret they share with their stuffie - I feel like Miles would share "secrets", like how he accidentally pushed over his legos or something, but he thinks their secrets anyway lamo- and he's like 'shhh!! you can't share this!!" (also i think he would have a lizard plush, because i hc little Miles having a big interest in reptiles :) ) 🪀- Do they like to do activities they did as a kid? What feels nostalgic to them - Definitely watching movies/tv shows he liked as a kid or would like now. Static Shock, Spidey and his Amazing Friends, OK KO, Craig of the Creek, TMNT and Danny Phantom are the shows he would watch the most while he's regressed 🥰- What type of relationship do they have with their caregivers outside of regressing? Is it romantic, platonic, familial? - Ooooh, I think he has pretty close relationships to his friends or whoever takes care of him while regressed. Mostly Peter B (since he's Miles' top caregiver), but I think with those who also regress along with him (Gwen, Hobie, Pav, ect) also love to be around him!! ❤️‍🩹- It's been a hard day, how does the caregiver recover with their little one? - I think for anything, Peter knows exactly how to take care of Miles mostly in this state the best out of anyone. It would mostly be after a mission or when he's thinkin about uncle Aaron again or somethin and he's all saddd :( Peter, having the fatherly instincts he does, would usually set up a movie and be like 'wanna watch somethin and make a pillow fort?' and Miles will feel better (and mostly because he can cuddle) and boom idk- xD 🎈- Do they have any toys? Is there a specific type of toys that they like to own? - Action figures!! He loves them so much. He usually doesn't play with the more vintage figures and leaves them in their boxes, but from that, he still has a bunch to play with! Mostly TMNT or (coincidentally) Spider-Man figurines! He'll play ninjas or superheroes with Gwen's Barbies! (and it ends in them fighting who's got the best figurines/dolls xD) 🪶- Do they have a specific connection to what they regress to? If so what is their connection - I don't think Miles would regress for trauma per say, I feel like he would've missed his childhood and been like 'hm, i miss being a kid, i wonder how i could do that and not just watch old tv shows' and then one day he finds Pav regressed and Hobie caring for him and he's like 'oh, this is a usual thing you can do to cope take it as you please' and then it just happened, i guess (i'm not so sure for the ending lamo) 🙋- Why do they regress? - Like I said before, mostly because he missed being a kid and wanted to be in that nostalgic set of mind. He's still embarrassed about regressing and actually opening up around people about it, but still. He'll usually do it alone or with Peter B or Gwen mostly. 😀- Write about their first regression experience - Okay, so like, it was after a mission and Pav kinda rushed away for some reason and Hobie went after him. Miles was like '???' because he didn't think of Pav being so anxious, but oh well. Then Miles came to check on him later on, because he's a concerned person around his friends, and gave Pav a scare from just coming out of nowhere. And Hobie was then explaining about what age regression is and trying to calm down Pav, and Miles was like 'ohh, that explains why Pavi sometimes acts more like a kid' and then started to think about doing this regression stuff and then he kinda just went into a fuzzy state and the rest is history, i guess?? thanks for asking! 🕸️

#agere ask #agere fandom #agere headcanons #fandom agere #fandom headcanons #spiderverse agere #hes just a little guyyyy #he deserves to be cared for #anyways i love him sm

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writebackatya · 6 months

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Trick or Treat!

A Treat for you!

Here's a snippet of another Indi-Quack! story I'm working on called Puff, Puff, Pass! featuring two characters who are long overdue for an interaction with one another

“Just a second!” Launchpad shouted to the door as he finished a few last sweeps under his couch. Once he was done, the pilot then went ahead and slid the dustpan and whiskbroom under the couch.

LP then slid to a stop right in front of the garage door. The pilot then lifted up the door where he was greeted by his first guest wish a smirk on her back.

“Oh good, for a second there I was worried I was at the wrong garage.” Gandra remarked.

“Nope! You were correct!” Launchpad assured his guest. “Come on in!”

“Thanks, Big Guy. Sorry that I’m late, but it’ll be worth it when you two try- and I’m the first one to arrive.” Gandra realized as soon as she stepped inside.

“Yeah! Still waiting on Della! If you want I can give you the tour while we wait for her.”

“Well I guess I won’t be going anywhere any time soon.” Gandra shrugged as she pocketed her stash.

“No, I guess not. Come on!” Launchpad excitedly invited as he ran a few feet over to an area that had a small TV from the late 90s and couch that Gandra could tell right away wasn’t exactly new.

“This is my living room, it’s where I like to ‘wind down’ or ‘chillax’ and watch stuff like Darkwing Duck or play video games like Darkwing Duck. It’s where I usually ‘hang out’ with my other friends like Dewey, Gosalyn, and Drake who I think you already know is Darkwing Duck.” Launchpad explained as Gandra took a good look around the area.

“Oh yeah, we’ve met. He had a lot of opinions on Gizmoduck.”

“Yeah, do you like Darkwing Duck?!”

“Well other than the fact he has some kind of weird lustful hatred for my boyfriend’s alter ego he seems all right. And then again Drake isn’t the only one that Fenton knows that’s like that towards him.”

“I was actually talking about the tv show. I’m a really big fan of it, you?!”

“Oh…” Gandra responded thankful that it was just her and Launchpad alone, “no, I’ve never watched it.”

“Oh well you should give it a watch someday!” Happy to possibly recruit a new member in the Darkwing Duck fandom, Launchpad decided to play it cool. “I don’t mean to hype it up or anything, but it is the best show to ever air in the history of television that was ahead of its time, and it was cancelled way to soon!”

“…I’ll add it to the list.”

“All right! Anyway, let me show you the kitchen. It’s right over there.” Launchpad pointed to his fridge which wasn’t too far from the couch.

“Huh, convenient” Gandra pointed to the socks hanging on the fridge, “do you dry your clothes inside the fridge as well?”

“Oh no! I keep all my other clothes upstairs, the socks are just how I store my silverware in case I might need it” Launchpad explained, “for stuff like cereal, oatmeal, toast, and that’s just breakfast food! I got all types of food and snacks her that’ll satisfy your hunger needs.”

“Well I’m fine now, but I have a feeling I might be later” Gandra noted as sly smirk grew on her face, “if you catch my drift.”

“Oh totally…” Launchpad smirked back, “…it’s because of the fact we’re getting high and will mostly likely get the ‘munchies’, right?”

“Yes Launchpad.”

#trick or treat asks #tokuvivor #writebackatya #indi-quack!#ducktales fanfiction #gandra dee #launchpad mcquack #cw drug reference

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sehnsuchts-trunken · 9 months

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Hey , i love your matchups 👍

Can i get a The Hobbit* male ,( and if its not to much a female*Lotr ) matchup

My Pronouns are She / Her (pansexual , ace ) , i'm 5'8 and my mbti is intp-t , my zodiac is pisces , my aesthetic would be dark academia and witchy like dark colors and long skirts and plattform boots .

i'm a person who is mostly alone or with my pets than with an other person , i love comedy and trash - TV and i have almost everywhere i go my headphones on , i love podcasts and music , i'm pretty funny and can be loud and open if i know i can trust people wich is hard because i have trust issues also ADHD , but i'm insecure and need someone i can rely on . I love baking , dancing and mostly i sit on a swing in my garden while i watch the sun go down , i love all my pets ( i have 6) , i would like to travel the world sonetime with someone , i always want to help people and want a harmonic surrounding , my love language is physical touch .

I don't like people who are closed and cold all the time , or talk behind others backs . Or someone who is overly protective and controlling .

All in all i need a person who is okay with with what they have , loyal , caring , can get me to laugh and smile and loves me with all their heart .

💜💜💜💜💜

( i'm sorry it's to short , or when there are any mistakes , English us not my first language )

hey that's no problem at all, this is absolutely long enough! i hope you enjoy your matchup!!!

also can i just say. after reading through your introduction a few times i um, you are scarily accurately me. this is probably of zero interest to you but you are really terrifyingly similar to me. still i focused on who i think would fit you (me? us? sorry i'll stop) best instead of who i dream of most so yeah. whatever you know

I ship you with...

Bard!

It's harmonic and quiet and calm at home, as always. And you love that, you do. But when your brother gets a surprise visit by a company of thirteen dwarves and decides not to help (in favour of his own harmonic and quiet and calm at home), you're physically incapable of not helping in his place. Helping is your thing, plus you feel like the dwarves should be able to enjoy that same peaceful quiet in a home the way you can, and the only way that could possibly happen is with your help. So you do help.

The first time you meet Bard you're wet and worn out on some big rock in the middle of a river. You've been through literal hell and you're definitely far from your best, but he's obviously attractive and for a second there you try to wring out your skirt and comb through your hair and make yourself look presentable again. Not that that you manage in the slightest, so you do your best to shrink into the background and stay quiet the way you usually do.

What follows is worse (you reek of fish and you don't think you'll ever fully recover from swimming through toilet water) so when you finally stand steadily on both your feet in Bard's home, you feel nauseous. But you push through and you clean yourself off and when Bard comes in to see you fight against disgusting wet clothing, he addresses you directly for the very first time. And that to offer you a bath and some of his daughter's dresses (if they fit you, of course).

Your brother is the only one who actually talks to Bard. The dwarves all aren't too fond of him, but Bilbo is happy about the first cultured person on this entire journey (no matter how fond he's become of the dwarves) and since you're mostly with him... well, you're mostly with Bard now, too. He holds good conversation, he's open and honest and he's funny too, quick-witted and sarcastic and if at first glance you were already a bit in love, now you definitely are. This isn't the right place or time in the slightest, but you're dry and cozy and he's tall (or maybe you're just tiny?) and intelligent and nice and you can't help yourself after that dreadful journey you went through. You wanted to travel the world, you did, but you'd stumbled into just a few too many vile creatures until now to actually have enjoyed it, so you liked the comfort of an actual home much more.

It wasn't particularly comfortable, of course, because there were thirteen dwarves with you and one of them was deadly injured, so in that helpful manner of yours that you'd shown so many times already, you did your best to help out Kili too. It's why you miss out on a mighty few things - Thorin and Bard verbally facing off, for example, and most of the party the master of Lake Town throws for the entire company, but it does mean that when eleven out of thirteen dwarves plus your brother go out to drink, you're pretty much left alone with Bard, who would rather have thrown himself off the Lonely Mountain than join in these festivities.

So when Bard sits in a corner, with his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands and all his children are asleep and Kili is in some state of delirium and Fili is staring out of the windows at the party outside (not that he couldn't have gone, but he wanted to stay with his brother), you feel the overwhelming urge to somehow comfort him. You push back the gnawing insecurity in your mind, try to ignore your growing attraction to him and do your best to remind yourself of the fact that you've had quite a few conversations already, of the fact that he's nice and funny and apparently upset. So you talk to him.

You talk to him the entire night. At first it's to ease his discomfort, then it's to talk about anything and everything - to laugh and to smile and to forget about everything bad happening for a minute. Only when you yawn for the first time do you realise that it's way past midnight already, that even Fili has fallen into some kind of slumber by now and that you're actually really, really tired, and Bard smiles and tells you to go to sleep. And after a night of talking to this lovely man in front of you, you've come to trust him a bit - maybe that's irrational and maybe it's dumb, but he feels safe - so you end up with your head on his shoulder. He's still right there next to you when you wake up in the morning, his arm wrapped around your waist safely, and at first you recoil - you're not used to anyone touching you, not anyone but Bilbo. But this feels strangely comfortable, he's warm and cozy and after a second of shock, you decide to allow this to feel exactly that way. Maybe it's all a bit quick and you're definitely stressing about it - it's hard to let someone in and let someone touch you and trust them not to try and imprison and kill you like the last few times you were grabbed and manhandled, but all of that was rough and this is soft and deliberate. You've known this man for a few days now and you decide that that's enough to let him hold you like this. For just another few minutes.

That morning you face quite a hard choice. It's relatively easy in the end, but the thing you'd worked so hard for (reclaiming Erebor) stood in direct conflict with helping Kili not to die, so it took a bit of thinking and stressing for you and Bilbo to eventually come to an agreement - he'd go with Thorin to fulfill the part of the burglar, and you'd stay with the princes to look after Kili. It wasn't like you were a skilled healer or anything of the sort, but with all the pets you'd had over the years, you'd picked up on at least some things to do when someone was injured, and that was better than most things the dwarves could do. And luckily, even though he's certainly no fan of them, Bard is a decent human being, kind and empathetic, and he doesn't want anyone to die a horrible death, so he helps where he can, makes sure to get you everything you need and generally stays by your side until Tauriel shows up.

You pretty much collapse after that (you'd gladly helped Kili out, of course, but it had been straining to say the least), sinking into a little pile in a corner of the room and breathing in and out a few times, and then Bard is there right next to you, handing you water and bread and asking if he can hug you, and you look up at him and debate it - debate whether you're going to let this man in, this man who you've been talking and laughing with for over a week now, this man who has been nothing but kind and understanding and responsible, who may have opposed your entire journey, but with good reasoning - and besides, Thorin has barely been anything other than a complete arse, so you don't mind that much that Bard isn't totally fond of him.

So? Do you let him in? This man who ticks off all your boxes? Who's compassionate and loyal and helpful and reliable?

Of course. Of course you do. It's the one time you decide to bite the bullet, to push back the insecurities and the anxiety because he's here and he's been here, he's been there for you practically more than anyone else has, and that's only been the last week or so. You decide that yes, you trust him, you trust this hunk of a man, because he's asking for your consent instead of just touching you, because he's been making you laugh and luring you out of your shell step by step, because - yes, because he's here, right now, when you need him.

Smaug's attack and the battle that follows are a blur. Afterwards, you don't remember that much about it, and you're honestly not too mad about it. You remember Bard being a hero and a leader and a saviour - your saviour, specifically. You remember fighting and screaming and blood and the desire to help out, to help as much as you can, and you remember surviving. You remember the dread, the gut-wrenching dread because you weren't sure just who had survived - had Bard died? Had Bilbo? How many of the dwarves were still alive?

But then it all becomes crystal-clear. The hazy, foggy memories turn sharp and bright from one very particular moment on: That moment that the raging battlefield clears, that the screaming dies, that Bard returns to you with blood all over and a limp and a sword in his hand but alive, well and alive, breathing and with a beating heart. That moment that you drop everything you'd been holding, throw your arms around his neck and kiss him. Because he'd made it. Because you'd been terrified for him. Because, just maybe, you'd fallen in love with him.

Your brother is alive and so is the rest of the company, which makes the whole thing a little easier to deal with. At least there's no major death problems. While you were busy with your own little romance, your brother's now engaged to a king, so your home back in the Shire is available to you and to you only - and while Bard feels a responsibility to help rebuild his town, the promises of not one, but two kings (Thranduil included, of course) and a very powerful consort (your brother, that is) plus twelve other dwarves and a wizard are quite enough for him to realise that his people are in good hands, that the town will be restored and that until then, they will have food and water and shelter and so he takes his things and his children and goes back to the Shire with you.

It's a little small (a little a lot) and you have to make quite some changes, but it does work out in the end. It's new to all of you, of course, the whole situation - you've never been in love like that, but especially not with a man who already has children of his own, and it's not always easy to manage a relationship like this. But Bard is just a little too perfect for you not to give it your all, so you do exactly that. Bard loves nature and he loves animals and his kids do too, he loves the swing in your garden and so do they, he loves your baking and he loves to dance with you and he especially loves when Bilbo and Thorin visit, or when you visit them, because his children are occupied then and he can steal you away to a tavern or an inn and dance long into the night. He holds you in his arms and carries you wherever you could possibly want to go and if it were up to him, he would never let go of you again until the end of times.

#matchup #matchups #the hobbit #the hobbit matchups #bard #bard the bowman #hobbit #bard the bowman x reader

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thewardenofwinter · 10 months

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Nine People Tag

Hello! Returning for a short while now that my housing situation has cleared up a bit, so I'm starting off with an easy tag so I don't have to share my writing (mostly because I haven't been lmao). Thanks for the tag @rmgrey-author! You can find their og post here.

Gently tagging: @writernopal, @winterandwords, @rubywrite, @crowandmoonwriting, @elshells, and anyone else that wants to join!

Answers under the cut:

Three Ships

Alucard/Greta/Sypha/Belmont from the Castlevania netflix series. I don't care what people say, they all was fucking. I was SO scared during the last season when Greta was introduced that it would ruin my favorite throuple but she adds on PERFECTLY.

Ymir/Historia from Attack On Titan. Rewatched season 2 recently (the best season imo) and safe to say, I still love women. I am also mentally ill.

Ezio/Da Vinci from Assassin's Creed 2. Gayyy gayyy homosexual gayyyy.

Currently Listening

I am OBSESSED with Queens of the Stone Age's new album In Times New Roman that was released last month, particulary Obscenery and What The People Say (the song titles for this album are top tier btw.) I'm hoping to see them when they come to my town this September! Also Wasteland, Baby! as usual. Nothing has changed on that front.

Last Movie

Rewatched Underworld for the... millionth time.I recently bought the entire series on DVD because some old man with my EXACT movie taste died and donated all his mvies to Goodwill and I spent over 40 bucks on a shit ton of DVDs and a cool trenchcoat. Who let me have adult money?

Currently Reading

I recently picked up Three Dark Crowns by Kendare Blake, a really interesting fantasy novel since I've started a new fantasy project. (gasp). I really like the world building and prose so far so I hope the series is as good as this first book. There's also a LOT of books in this series so I might just read this one and call it quits depending on how it ends.

Currently Watching

Nothing at the moment, been too busy and stressed to consume any content other than my comfort movies haha. I'm not a big TV show watcher anyway, and when I do it's on 2x speed because theres no way I'm wasting an entire day to catch up with shows that have already started. #bringback30minuteepisodes

Currently Consuming

I am about to make some lavender early grey w/ milk. My favorite nighttime/fancy author drink.

Currently Craving

Attention.

#nine people tag #writeblr #writing #my writing #tag game #writblr tag games

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artielotl · 4 months

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thanks @landoom for the tag!! finally one of these i get to do (i keep getting tagged in wip ones and uhhh i write my fics in one sitting i do not have wips)

Star sign:

libra

Favorite holiday:

i don't really like holidays. i romanticise christmas the most so i'll pick that, but christmas day itself is horrible.

Last meal:

i just cooked a lovely quorn & chickpea curry and had it with some rice for dinner

Currently favorite musician:

i'm a basic white girl, taylor swift. i have been exploring the basic white girl genre though, listening to maisie peters & carly rae jepsen also. side note that it's also eurovision season so my usual music taste is mostly out the window for national selection songs (if you're curious, here's my playlist for my favourite national selection songs)

Last music listened to:

currently playing is my ai by super rob and erika norwich

Last movie watched:

descendants. it was a bop!

Last TV show watched:

technically tv i guess! the nrk mgp artist announcements. give me 20 minutes and it will be mgp semi final 1 :D

Last book/fic finished:

no idea on book, i don't think i've finished one in 2024 yet. last fic was of course the last jet lag fic to be written: restless night

Last book/fic abandoned:

christmas for beginners by carole matthews. it was bad.

Currently reading:

one night in italy by lucy diamond. it is a stretch to say i'm currently reading it though. it's on my bedside table looking at me longingly whenever i doomscroll myself to sleep.

Last thing researched for writing/art/hyperfixation:

uhhhh i think it was going back to rewatch some of jet lag season 7 to check on adam's disguise in germany

Favorite online fandom memory:

there's so many oh my goodness - i'll go for a recent one though. learning how to edit and adam finding (and really liking) one of the videos i made. he's such a sweetheart.

Favorite Old Fandom You Wish Would Drag You Back In/Have A Resurgence:

doctor who. i haven't followed it in a while and keep meaning to get back into it. star wars too, but i'm still too bitter about what disney have done to come back into it.

Favorite Thing You Enjoy That Never Had an Active or Big "Fandom" but You Wish It Did:

i'm saying jet lag the game, because our fandom is me and like four other people and i want more friends to talk about it with! i need more people to write fics and make beautiful art!!!

Tempting Project You're Trying to Rein In/Don't Have Time For:

*gestures wildly at my whiteboard of fic ideas* a specific one would be a sci-fi jet lag au that i've been brainrotting over for a week or so now. i barely have time for what i'm writing now, i don't have capacity for another au. no matter how cute it would be.

Tagging (feel free to ignore): @autumnwaste @jetlaggedtomz @vroombeams @dontrollthedicesideblog @jackredfieldwasmyjacob

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bethaven · 4 months

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#25 Summation, reflections and plans for 2024

Now that the calendar is over I want to wrap things up with some thoughts and facts about of what have been and what is coming.

The calendar

In this calendar I've written about 24 series that have meant something to me through my life. There are other series I might actually like more than some of them today, but they've all changed how I see things or how I feel about a certain subject. I started of with M*A*S*H, which will always be my all time favourite and which came into my life early. I ended with Julie and the Phantoms, which just recently came into my life and about which I still have a lot to learn. Some posts almost wrote themselves, while others needed some rewatches and reminiscing.

Here are all the posts:

#1 M*A*SH

#2 The Big Bang Theory

#3 Gilmore Girls

#4 Sex and the city

#5 Oc

#6 How I met your mother

#7 New Girl

#8 Please like me

#9 Modern family

#10 Glee

#11 Gossip Girl (2007)

#12 Miss Fisher's murder mysteries

#13 Tales of the city (2019)

#14 Hollywood

#15 Grace and Frankie

#16 Bridgerton

#17 Young Royals

#18 Emily in Paris

#19 Find me in Paris

#20 Sex Education

#21 Ginny and Georgia

#22 Heartstopper

#23 Xo Kitty

#24 Julie and the Phantoms

Other series/movies that were recommended in posts

Never have Iever, Angus, thongs and perfect snogging, Anne with an E, Queen Charlotte - a Bridgerton story, Younger, Girls, Skam, Élite, Skins, Atypical, Pose, A secret love, Boys in the band, Minx, Tales of the City (1993), More Tales of the City, Further Tales of the City, Looking, Queer as folk, Glamorous, Orange is the new black, Everything's gonna be ok, Nanette/Something special/Douglas, The Good Place, Friends, Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, How I met your father, Scrubs, Beverly Hills 90210, 90210, One tree hill, Dawso n's creek, Hart of Dixie, Young Sheldon, Gilmore Girls - a year in the life, Grown-ish, M*A*S*H (1970) and After MASH.

The list for 2024

I stream A LOT of media, and mostly series, some weeks up to 40 hours. This because I usually have something on in the background, it makes me focus even better. I work from home about half the time and the TV is always on, on these days. But it's normaly rewatches and comfort series and I have a hard time starting new ones. So, to help with this, my goal for 2024 is to complete a list of series I want to watch, but haven't dealt with yet. I might not complete them all if I don't like them, but the goal is to start them all.

The unlisted

The irregulars

Raising Dion

Cloak and Dagger

Never have I ever

Everything sucks

Heartbreak high

Elite

Derry Girls

Umbrella academy

Bodies

White Lotus

My life with the Walter boys

The Crown

Minx, season 2

Smiley

BONDING

Everything Now

Todas las veces que enamoramos

Dead to me, season 3

Love and anarchy, season 2

Cunk on earth

Survival of the thickest

Kitz

Julia

Parks and Recreation

The Flight Attendant

It's a Sin

Gentleman Jack

The Sex Lives of College Girls

The Comeback

This is us

Griselda

I'd love to get other tips you think I might like to add to the list! it's mostly Netflix, HBO Max and Disney+ that works, but feel free to tip on anything.

New seasons in 2024

Apart from new discoveries I'll surely get back to some old favourites from time to time. And some of them have some very interesting updates coming up.

Young Royals, season 3 (March)

Bridgerton, season 3 (May 16th and June 13th)

Emily in Paris, season 4

Heartstopper, season 3

Ginny and Georgia, season 3

Confirmed seasons but not confirmed year

Bridgerton, season 4

XO Kitty, season 2

That 90's show, season 2

Ginny and Georgia, season 4 (2025)

Thank you.

Thanks to all of you who've hade the patience to read at least one of these posts. I made them mostly for myself, to be honest, but I'm always glad if someone else enjoys it too! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all of you!

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