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pixiesndberries · 6 months

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𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃, 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐍 —

a small series of Jujutsu Kaisen men as your husband !

☆ OUR STARS : Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Geto Suguru, Choso Kamo, Aoi Todo, Toji Fushiguro, and more !

━ REQUESTED BY : none

━⁠ WARNINGS : none

ෆ PIXIE'S NOTE ! : were back again at daily posting 🙏🏻 to my pookies who supported me, y'all made me giggle and kickin' my feet in my bed last night 👉🏻👈🏻 love lots!

GOJO SATORU, as your husband !

• Gojo being your husband is no different from being your boyfriend — he still gotta be that same person you dated few years ago, though he became more serious about situations and decisions because you guys are married but his goofy, annoying, clingy side is still there — I mean when he met you and been with you for like two weeks your caller name is already set as 'wifey'.

Gojo who totally acts like a mom when you leave for work, he is like a freaking HOUSEWIFE —

"honey!" he sings as he walks into the living room seeing you brush your hair Infront of the mirror, getting ready for work. "hmm?" you responded and quickly turns your head at him — he's wearing a this is what an awesome husband looks like apron which made you too stunned to speak, "I created a bento for you." he smiles as he hands out a nicely wrapped bento box which was really new to you because it's always you who keep creating bentos for him, usually when he leaves for a mission.

"thank you, honey." you say softly with a warm smile as you accept his bento that he specially created for you, he can't help but to feel like a love sick teenager seeing you smile like that. He officially takes the position of being a housewife 🫡

Gojo who couldn't stop talking about the future he wants with you like nonstop — this man would talk about having three million carbon copy of him with you and would name them after megumi, yuji, nanami and basically all of his friends, students, and dead relatives 🏃🏻‍♀️💨 — I FEEL LIKE HE GOTTA BE THAT TYPE OF PERSON.

Gojo always flexes you everyday and YOU are his hyper fixation — argue with the wall, he gotta be the type of man to say "she's my wife." randomly when he's talking to an old friend he haven't seen for a long time. HE WILL BE THE HUSBAND WHO YOU WILL SEE WEARING "I LOVE MY WIFE" TYPE OF SHIRT WITH THE UGLIEST FONT AND PHOTO TEMPLATE EVER. Once a person mentions your name he ain't gonna shut the fuck up.

I just know this marriage go'n be like Ryan Reynolds and Blake Lively's relationship 🙏🏻 ABSOLUTELY RANDOM TEXTS FROM HIM, UPDATING YOU TOO MUCH.

2:32 pm

gojo : shitting at the mall cuz i don't have anywhere to shit on.

gojo : [sent an attachment]

gojo : i miss you my wife, my beautiful wife.

gojo : [sent an attachment]

gojo : your very handsome husband ❤️

2:40 pm

you : stop spamming me messages love, im at work 🙏🏻

gojo : why? is it turning you on 😏

you : that's a photo of your feet.

Gojo who became a seriously hands on person when you told him that you're pregnant — when he has missions with yuji, megumi, or maybe nobara and you told him that you're very tired to do anything today he will be like,"okay kids, I got to go I have important things to do." and dashed away before they could say something and mf arrived at yalls house within a second.

Gojo who cried when he carry his baby for the first time, he was sobbing like hell — girl dad? boy dad? BRO HE IS BOTH ‼️ "okay we'll name this one suguru and this one-" he is going to come up with the most ridiculous names, probably the worst one was his dead ancestor.

okay seriously, Gojo would be a full time dad after his children were born — he will always stay at home as much as he can, having twins isn't easy plus he's trying to help you with his full power and make sure you don't feel alone through this.

"gojo.." you grumble as you felt his presence disappearing next to you at bed, you open your eyes and sees he wasn't there which led you to stand up and start looking for him — you walk out of the bedroom and noticed that the twin's bedroom door was open so you check it out.

in your suprise, gojo was in the rocking chair with the twin's in his arms peacefully sleeping and he is snoring like hell. You can't help but smile seeing this moment, it warms you heart. You quickly grabbed your phone and took a quick photo, this is what you exactly wished for.

Gojo who couldn't stop posting you and his little angels and his fans are absolutely living for it, it's like his day wouldn't complete without posting cute photos of his angels and of course, you as well. Gojo is indeed a Facebook mom —

; gojosatoru

tagged : @y/n.instagram | fam time 🤍 !

liked by megumi.22 and 8,957 others

itaaa.yuji | I volunteer as a tribute to babysit them 🫡

nobaraaa | CUTIES.

shokoleiri.7 | adorbs

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imabiscuitinthousandworlds · 1 year

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Tagging memes with the media they're from even when the meme itself has nothing to do with that is called Spam and Annoying As Fuck.

Tagging the "I love you" destiel meme with destiel and spn is called Contributing To The Problem and Keeping The Ecosystem Alive.

Hope this clears things up.

#like i hate spam tagging like that any other time #except with the ily destiel meme #how else is destiel/spn gonna get trending again when big news come up??#today i have actively contributed to this site being worse and i have never felt so utterly satisfied with myself #even though it physically hurt to type those tags and hit post #shaking crying questioning all my lifechoices as i did it lmao #a biscuit's rambles

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letmywingsdown · 2 years

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Got my first official death wish from a TRA last night, I feel like I completed some kind of rite of passage

#not really lol I’m exaggerating #(exaggerating about the rite of passage not the death wish)#then earlier today I opened tumblr to see that I had 22 notifications and was like oh god someone’s angry at something I said #turns out it was just one of my mutuals spam liking three weeks worth of posts #the relief I felt…. you cannot possibly imagine #cassie talks

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brandogenius · 4 months

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can I request a hc about attending an awards show (the grammys?) with jb? 😌

i can indeed darling! i’m so proud of our boys! 3 grammys they won today! couldn’t be any more prouder!

(not proofread)

HC - attending the grammys with julien!

- attending the grammys with julien is a once in a life time experience you’ll never forget

- hand in hand for photos, julien dressed in her white suit whilst you are dressed in a long black dress. black and white they compliment each other

- of course both of you break the internet by proudly showing off your hickeys on each others necks

- the atmosphere is so loud and overwhelming , it’s your first time at an award show, julien has her hands around your waist at all times.

- in a protective manner and to make sure you don’t get lost. hands on your waist or thigh. holding onto your hand. she’ll make sure you don’t get lost.

- presuming you and the boys all sit together at a table, julien and you sit beside each other. juliens hand on your thigh, reassuring you.

- holding onto juliens hand tightly with one hand and crossing your fingers in a silent prayer in the other when their categories come up

- the minute they were best rock performance winners for not strong enough you just started sobbing.

- the first thing julien does is stand up and hug you. kissing you long and softly before going up to collect her award.

- the first person julien thanks in her speech is you. talking about how you have been her rock and the most important people in her life to help her get through it all

- “i want to thank my beautiful girlfriend. the most important person to me”

- going back to their chairs after the speeches you’re dabbing your face to try and stop the tears.

- it’s such an emotional night for you and the boys. you’re so proud of them.

- second and third award for best rock song and best alternative album has you crying again you’re sure your makeup is ruined.

- yet again, julien stands up and kisses you smiling into the kiss.

- it was such an amazing night for everyone.

- going back stage with julien after the event julien holds into your hand tightly, tears stained on her face with a big grin.

- your lipstick is stained all over her face but she couldn’t care less.

- she ends up dragging you in with her to take some photos even if you ended up being a bit shy.

- spam posting on twitter during intervals you tweet about the boys winning and crying about it. rting a lot of posts

- you have a bit of a big following on twitter anyway. most of it being from being juliens girlfriend and boygenius’s no1 defender.

- boygenius twt fandom loves you. so crying on the timeline about your girlfriend winning a grammy has multiple other people crying in the comments section with you

- julien posting photos on instagram with you holding the grammys together

- going back to the hotel together both of you are still pretty emotional from the events that happened

- a tired and sleepy bath together. washing each others hair

- “i’m so proud of you julien. couldn’t be more prouder”

- the praise you give your girlfriend along with the tiredness crashing into her from the adrenaline that happened a few hours ago has her tearing up in the bathtub

- just a small emotional moment. julien realising where she is in the moment. 3 time grammy winner, in a warm bath surrounded by love and affection. it makes her heart burst with happiness

- she definitely becomes the little spoon for the night.

- the wave of emotion hitting her like a ton of bricks realising the events of today like a delayed reaction has her silently crying in your neck

- obviously you let her have her moment. letting julien melt into your chest as you run your hands through her hair. julien slowly falling asleep to the sounds of your small hums and praises

- you can only pray that next year there’ll be more grammy nominations and wins to come

im so sorry if this isn’t good :( a bit rushed! i reallt felt excited to do this and with the boys grammy wins tonight it was fresh in my mind!

#pom writes #julien baker x reader #julien baker au #julien baker one shot #julien baker fanfic #julien baker fluff #boygenius au #boygenius fanfic #boygenius one shot #boygenius x reader #julien baker x fem!reader

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megu-nya · 1 year

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★·.·´ LET'S TAKE THIS BACK TO MY STUDIO `·.·★

★ ¦ ft: reo mikage :: rin itoshi :: yoichi isagi

★ ¦ tw: nsfw :: fem!reader :: cam girl!reader :: implied pro-player!rin :: kinda possessive!rin

★·.·´ REO MIKAGE `·.·★

He's always been your most genouros donator, giving you hundreds after hundreds and that every single one of your streams. It always seemed like he was somewhat obsessed with you, always being the first one to buy special pictures or videos you put up for sale, donating even more money in the next stream, telling you how pretty you looked in that lingerie.

And since he had always been like that you thought about a special gift for him — an irl meet up. So you opened your DM's and clicked on his profile, telling him the good news. It didn't even take a minute until he responded, immediately agreeing to the meet up under the condition he can buy you stuff from a lingerie and sex shop that you two will later on try out. Even though this was supposed to be a gift for him, all he could think about was spending money on you.

The day of the meet up came and for some reason you were nervous as hell, it wasn't the first time you met up with one of your followers, so why are your nerves on the edge right now?

"You are Reo, right?", you asked, approaching a purple haired man with trench coat that exactly fitted the description he gave you of himself. "Ah, y-yea, I am", he responded, cheeks taking on a rosy tint as he saw you, the dress you've been wearing sitting tight and hugging your features nicely. "Shall we?", you said, intertwining your arm with his as you two started to make your way into the mall.

"Wow, Reo! You're always spending so much one me, I can't tell you how thankful I am!", you told him as you looked through all the things he had bought you in the span of a few hours, sitting on your bed, admiring the purple lace lingerie you held in your hand, the purple haired man sitting on the bed as well, his body tense and stiff as he eyed your every movement.

"So, uhm", he began to say, breaking the silence between the two of you, swallowing hard as he felt your eyes on him. "Oh, yes! My bad", you chuckled, getting off of the bed and placing yourself in between his legs, stroking his crotch, able to feel his dick getting harder with every touch of yours. "Now let me spoil you, okay?"

★·.·´ RIN ITOSHI `·.·★

You chuckled as you could see your chat going wild, message after message getting spammed, the chat window bugging every so often. "As you can see, today, I am not alone. I brought someone who's very dear to me with me. He'll help me so you better donate even more money, it's not all day that you can see me getting fucked by an actual man", you told your viewers as you sat down on the hard on of Rin, a mewl escaping your mouth at the painful yet pleasurable stretch he gave you.

When you started dating Rin he was shocked to find out you make a living by posting porn on the Internet, but once he saw how much you actually made a month he became somewhat okay with it. As long as he's not around he didn't mind it but when you two moved together it became more and more frequently for him to be at home when you "worked". And today he wasn't okay with it at all.

"Ah, Rin!", you moaned, the chat going even wilder upon hearing you say the name of the mysterious mans dick you were bouncing on right now. In order to protect your boyfriend you placed the camera so that only everything from chest downwards could be seen of Rin, after all he was a pro player, you didn't want him to get exposed and land in the newspaper. "Just like that babe, keep saying my name", he whispered, those words only audible for you, too quiet for the microphone of the camera to be recognised.

His hands found their way onto your waist, grabbing it harshly, nails digging into your flesh, leaving marks for the next day. With his strong grib he halted your movements, making it unable for you to keep bouncing on him. In a swift movement he manhandled you to change positions, finding yourself now on all fours and Rin positioned behind you, pistoning his dick back into your tight and warm hole, picking up a merciless pace from the start.

"Rin -ah! the- the camera! They can't see my -ah! my face!", you said in between an endless string of moans, words falling onto deaf ears. "It's better like that", he grunted into your ear as he leaned over. "They shouldn't be allowed to see how pretty your fucked out face looks like, only I can", he said, punctiuating every few words with an even harsher thrust of his hips, the coil in your stomach getting tighter and tighter with every time his head hit your cervix.

★·.·´ YOICHI ISAGI `·.·★

"And the winner is...", you said, fondling in the little satin bag you were holding, grabbing onto one of the paper snippets and pulling it out, unfolding it and reading the words written on it outload. "Yo-1-Ichi! Congratulations! You have won the video call lottery!", you exclaimed, a big and bright smile adorning your face as you watched everyone in chat complaining that they didn't win the unique chance to have a video call with you.

On the other side of the screen sat Yoichi, his heart pounding heavily, cheeks and ears covered in a dark red hue. He couldn't believe what was happening right now. He had followed you since your debut, never missing any of your streams and donating as often as his ridiculously low salary would allow it. Of course he immediately applied for the Video Call Lottery once you announced it. Even if he didn't win, it was worth a shot. But now that he won, he couldn't believe his own two ears and eyes as you showed the paper with his user name into the camera to show you weren't lying.

"Well then, my dear darlings, I will go off now. See you to the next stream!", you said, turning off your camera and ending the stream, Yoichi's screen darkening, your typical "See You Soon!" header adorning it now. The blue haired male practically jumped and let his phone fall onto his bed when he felt it vibrate, a message from you popping up on his screen. With shaky hands he picked up his phone from the mattress, unlocking it and opening the DM you have sent him.

Yoichi was nervous as hell the whole time the two of you chatted, fingers trembling and shaking with every words he typed with his keyboard, often making spelling mistakes he hoped you wouldn't notice. It didn't take long for the two of you to agree on a date and time for the video call - because Yoichi wanted it now. No. He needed it now. He gulped down the knot in his throat when he picked up the call. "I'll get changed real quick!", you said, putting your phone down on your bed, screen going black.

You were quick to change into a set of dark blue lingerie, like he requested you to do, picking up the phone, laying on your bed and angling it so he could see you kept your promise. "You look stunning", he almost whispered when he saw the lace adorning your breasts, leaving little to his imagination. "Thank you", you chuckeled, a slight blush creeping onto your face. "Shall we start then?"

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hoodharlow · 1 month

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Know You Get Sick of the Games 'Cause I Do Too

AN: part 2 🤭 everyone get ready to fight Jack

Requested? No

Warnings: Jack being a dumby, intense kissing, sad Miriam 🥺, and a messy teammate

Word Count: 3.7k words

Miriam twisted her curls into and held them in place with a claw clip. Practice dragged on for what felt like an eternity. She packed up the last of her things and texted her siblings she was on her way. She had a game in a few days in Jersey and the team was staying in New York for the week. She was going to stay with her team in the hotels but they allowed her to stay at her sister's place as long as she wasn't late for any training.

Beto, her bodyguard for when she traveled to away games, held the door of their rented Range Rover. He closed the door and went to the driver's seat.

“Can I put on my music?” Miriam asked.

“My rental, my music.” He said playing one of Metro Boomin’s instrumental versions of his albums.

The drive from Jersey to New York wasn't that long. They arrived to her sister's place and she rushed to change.

She picked out a pair of black trousers with a burgundy Vivienne Westwood cropped cardigan. She paired the look with her Versace platform boots and her vintage Vivienne Westwood pearl necklace with the gold embellished orb. Her phone pinged as she quickly did her makeup. Then it started to ring.

Miriam groaned and grabbed her phone. Without looking at who was calling her, she screamed and put it on speaker, going back to her makeup.

“Jesus,” Jack on the other end yelped.

Miriam scrambled to pick up her phone. “Ohmygod, I'm so sorry, I thought you were one of my siblings. They were spamming my phone because I lied about where I am.” She said.

“Wait, where are you?” He asked with concern.

“At my sister's place but I told them I was on my way to our go-to Thai place.” Miriam explained as she shoved all her necessities in her heart shaped bag.

“Oh, you're not free right now? Today is my day off.” He said, casually.

He was also in New York for work. After his birthday he left for Boston. He was cast in an action thriller movie and they were filming in Boston. Miriam didn't understand the plot he explained to her in one of their three hour long facetime calls, but she found it admirable that he was venturing out into acting.

“No, but I'm free later if you want to get dinner.” She said, locking her sister's penthouse.

“Sounds good. Want me to pick you up?” Jack asked.

“Nah, just text me the place and I'll meet you there.” Miriam said.

“Okay, I'll see you later.”

“Bye.”

Miriam hung up and smiled to herself. It was her first time having real alone time with Jack. He and Miriam have been talking on the phone and texting non-stop since his birthday. Even though she told herself not to catch any feelings, she caught feelings. She couldn't help it. Jack was kind, ambitious, intelligent, compassionate and embarrassingly funny. How could she not develop feelings for him? But a part of her knew better than to act on them. He's never hinted at feeling the same as her and she wasn't going to risk their new friendship for something like her own feelings.

As she walked out of her sister's place, paparazzi surrounded her. Beto shielded her as best he could while they got in the car. Ever since she started playing for and Racing Louisville, Miriam found herself more and more in the media. Now there was always some new article of her questioning her talent or some random picture someone took over while she was making a Target run. When she's in some major city like LA or New York City, there's a trail of paparazzi. Just yesterday JustJared posted about her adjusting her leggings when she was coming out of practice.

It was a huge adjustment for Miriam. Growing up her parents kept her and her siblings out of the media. Since she wasn't modeling or acting once she was a teen like her siblings, she was able to stay out of the limelight and have a ‘normal’ life until college. Though the paparazzi only followed her around for a bit because she was hooking up with Shawn Mendes in 2018 and he would visit the Bay Area a lot while he was working on his album. When things ended between them, the paparazzi retreated after realizing that Miriam had a pretty boring schedule and she was actually taking school seriously unlike several nepo babies that wanted the ‘college experience’ at USC.

While she waited for traffic to clear up, Miriam texted her siblings that she was on her way and they responded that they ate without her. She frowned and texted her dad that they left her to starve. Her dad left her on read but then she got several messages from her siblings calling her a snitch for tattling on them.

“Beto we're not going. Can you believe the twins ate without me?” She asked him.

He rounded the corner and opened the door for her. “Yes I can,” he said, guiding her back to the building. “It took you an hour and a half to get ready.”

“You try making an outfit with a limited closet. I couldn't even steal from Kat because half of them don't fit. Have you seen her patas? They're huge.” She explained as they rode the elevator.

Beto looked at her amused and remained quiet the rest of the ride to Kat's penthouse.

Miriam thought about texting Jack, but she didn't want him to think that he was a second option. So she ordered delivery from a cafe a few blocks down.

When her food came, she ate in her sister's closet, looking for an outfit. Could she just wear what she already had on? Yes but if she had known she was going on a date with Jack she would've packed accordingly. Was it a date? She thought to herself. Panic surged through her body. She placed her sandwich on its plate and looked for her phone. Jack had texted her earlier the address of the restaurant. It was pretty low key but still had a business casual dress code.

Miriam paced around the closet. She always overdressed. But this time she didn't want to over dress and give Jack the wrong idea. Or for him to think it was something more when it wasn't. They were just two friends grabbing dinner and nothing more.

Jack looked around to see if the coast was clear as they walked out of the restaurant. He and Miriam went to a hole in the wall Italian restaurant for dinner. Jack motioned Miriam to come out since there were no paps. Miriam linked her elbow with his as they walked the busy street.

She instantly regretted not staying in the black trousers she wore earlier. She held on to Jack tighter, praying that his hotel was close by. They didn't want to end their evening just yet. It was still pretty early so they were going back to the hotel to watch some movies.

“Cold?” He asked her.

“A bit, but I'll survive.” She reassured him.

They past a shop and it immediately caught Miriam’s attention. She steered her and Jack back.

She gasped, “I haven't had Magnolia's in forever. They have the best banana pudding and I hate banana flavor anything. Their chocolate icebox cake is to die for.”

She pulled her arm away from his and practically ran inside the bakery. Jack followed after her. He found her bending over the glass display looking at the rows of desserts. He silently groaned seeing her skirt ride up. And he was most definitely not thinking of pushing her skirt up to her hips and fucking her from behind.

Miriam had made it abundantly clear that she only wants to be friends. Jack wasn't going to risk the good friendship they have to fulfill his needs. No matter what. He was going to be respectful of what she wanted.

“Hold on,” Miriam told the cashier, bringing Jack back to reality.

She took several things out of her bag. Jack figured she was looking for her wallet, so he got his out.

“Here,” he told the cashier, handing them his card.

“Wait, no.” Miriam tried to argue as he shoved everything back in her bag.

“It's fine.” He took her hand and led her to the back corner.

“You paid for dinner and it was pretty expensive.” She pointed out.

“Are you implying that I'm broke?” He asked in an amused tone.

“No, it's that…” she couldn't find the words to explain herself.

“You're easy to mess with.” He laughed.

“Did you just call me easy?” She gasped dramatically. “At least buy me dinner first.”

“I already did.” He smirked, not breaking eye contact.

Before Miriam could reply one of the workers called her name. She walked over and thanked them when they handed her her order. She also dropped a few hundred dollar bills in the tip jar. She nodded at Jack to follow her out to a table outside.

“You're about to have a mouth-gasm.” She said, pulling out a tub of banana pudding.

“Respectfully, I'm from Kentucky. Banana pudding and icebox cakes are delicacies over there. I doubt they compare to what we have back home.” He said.

“Whatever, hater.” Miriam rolled her eyes. She took a spoonful of banana pudding and ate it. She moaned and did a little dance. “You're missing out.”

Jack rolled his eyes in response.

With that they continued walking to the hotel. The doorman opened the door for them and greeted them. Jack guided Miriam through the back hall, away from the small convenience shop and restaurant-bar where they could be seen and filmed.

Miriam continued eating her pudding as they rode the elevator to Jack's floor. She didn't finish it so she put it back in its paper bag. She felt Jack eyeing her when they walked down the hall to his suite.

“What?” She asked.

“You have pudding on your face.” He tapped the corner of his mouth.

“Shit.” She mumbled, wiping the opposite side that Jack pointed to.

“Here, I got it.”

He took a step closer and cradled her face. He swiped her cheek with his thumb and without breaking eye contact he licked it.

“Not bad,” he commented on the pudding. “Nothing beats–”

Miriam cut him off. She pulled his down to her level and claimed his lips. It took Jack a second to process what was happening, but he kissed her back with full force. He grabbed her hips and backed her into the door of his hotel room. He wedged one of his legs in between hers and let her slowly rub herself against his dark cargo pants. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as his hands rested on her ass. They slowly devoured each other, bodies melting into each other.

The door opened abruptly. Miriam nearly fell back, but Jack caught her. He spun her and pulled her to his side. They were face to face with Urban.

“Oh it's y'all, I thought it was room service.” He told them as they entered the room.

“Nope just us.” Miriam smiled innocently. She held up her paper bag. “Is it okay if I put this in the fridge?”

“Go ahead. The kitchenette is down the hall.” Urban answered for Jack.

“Thanks.” She nodded, making her way over.

Urban to Jack with a knowing smirk.

“Don't.” Jack warned him in a hush tone.

“Hey, I'm not the one dry humping my idol's daughter in the middle of a hotel hallway.” Urban whispered back.

“It wasn't like that.” He argued. “Now shut up Miriam's coming.”

“I bet she is.” His best friend mumbled.

“Can I use your restroom?” She asked them.

“My room has an ensuite bathroom. It's down the hall.” Jack told her.

“Cool, thanks.” She nodded.

Urban walked to the small living room. One of the couches there was a CVS bag. He dug through it and pulled out a box of condoms.

“You're going to need these more than I will.” He said, not being able to keep a straight face.

“You're a fucking ass. We won't need any.” Jack said defensively.

“You better not hit it raw.” Urban put his hands on his hips. “You can get her pregnant and ruin her career. The US women's team is having trials for the next few months for their world cup.”

Jack sighed. “We won't need any because we're not having sex.”

Urban placed the box on the table behind the couch where he was watching some action rom-com. “I'll leave them here just in case. Just let me know so I can have my soundproof headphones on deck.”

Jack flipped him off and went to his room. Miriam was leaning against the desk typing furiously, so he went to sit on the edge of the bed. She sensed his presence and put her phone down on the desk.

“Sorry, my friend Shawn is in town and he wanted to know if I could record some back up vocals for him tomorrow.” she said, walking to him.

“So…” He trailed off.

“I was looking at the movie list and they have Ready or Not showing in one of the channels if you want to watch that.” Miriam suggested.

She was not going to bring up the kiss. She was embarrassed that his best friend almost caught them and it would be best if she avoided it unless Jack brought it up. Then she would be more than happy to admit that the kiss caused her soack through her panties.

“Yeah, that's fine. Help yourself to anything in the mini fridge.” Jack nodded to the mini fridge as he kicked off his shoes.

Miriam nodded, but she didn’t take anything. She sat on the other side of the bed and took off her white calf-length MiuMiu boots. She sat a bit closer to Jack but not too close. He passed her the remote and she put in the channel for the movie.

The opening credits were barely beginning, so they hadn't missed much. As the movie progressed Jack and Miriam moved closer and closer to each other. They whispered among themselves their reactions to the movies. Miriam loved a gory movie but Ready or Not had real effects and it wasn't GCI like other movies. So when the families started exploding one by one she hugged Jack's arm and hid her face. She draped her legs over his lap. Jack held onto her knee as he flinched. The final credits rolled and they were still huddled together.

“Man, that was fucking insane.” Jack chuckled.

“I love that movie. It's such a fun movie. Plus Adam Brody is a plus. He really solidified my type in men.” Miriam said.

“Yeah, what's your type?” He asked out of curiosity.

“I like them funny.” She shrugged, maintaining eye contact with him as she sat on her knees.

“What else?” He leaned a bit closer.

“Having brown curly hair is a plus.” She added.

Jack hummed in response. He held her cheek and brought her closer to him, closing the space between them. Unlike the kiss in the hallway. This one was slow and carnal. Miriam climbed Jack's lap and deepened their kiss. He gripped her hips and guided them on his crotch. His hands wandered down to her ass and he pushed her skirt up to her waist, getting a better grasp on her ass.

Miriam pulled back and took off her top, staying in a simple t-shirt bra from Aerie. She kissed Jack a few times then unfastened it from the front. She let it fall off her shoulders. She leaned forward to kiss Jack once more but he put his hand in between them.

“This is a mistake.” He said.

Miriam's stomach dropped. “Oh.”

She scrambled off his lap and began grabbing her things. She haphazardly put on her bra and rushed out of his room, pushing past Urban as she rushed out of the suite.

“Wait, Miriam.” Jack called after her.

“Don't.” She said, wiping tears off her cheeks.

She pressed the elevator button, praying that it opened before Jack got to her. Jack tried to reach for her arm but she pushed his hand away.

“Don't fucking touch me.” She sneered.

He took a step back with his hands up in surrender. The elevator opened and she slid inside. As it closed she lifted her middle finger at him.

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@'justjared: Canadian pop star Shawn Mendes and Racing Louisville FC's brand new soccer player, the daughter of actress Isabela Miller and retired soccer player, Miriam Dominguez-Miller were spotted out and bought in New Jersey leaving Ciao Ristorante. The pair have been formerly linked in 2018 and were spotted galavanting all over the globe. They haven't been seen together since early 2019. The 24 year old soccer player has been formerly linked to NBA player Kaleob Young and singer Kehlani. Click in the 🔗 for more.

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When Miriam said her friend Shawn wanted her to do backup vocals, she was apparently talking about Shawn Mendes. Jack was not one to lurk, but after seeing the paparazzi pictures of Miriam and Shawn, he got curious and read any article about them that he could find. He mainly found some paparazzi pictures from 2018 and articles of wondering who Miriam was before some gossip pages wrote about how she was the forgotten child of Mateo and Isabela.

“Dude, you gotta let it go. You did it to yourself.” Urban said, taking Jack's phone. “Now pay attention to the game.”

They were at the Red Bull Arena watching Racing Louisville play against NJ/NY Gotham FC. Miriam didn't start but in the second half she was swapped in. She was on the field for five minutes and already had grass stains all over her uniform. Jack averted his eyes away from her ass and tried not to think about how two nights before he was squeezing over his dick.

He felt like shit. He didn't mean to say that it was a mistake but his mouth was faster than his brain. What he really meant was that he didn't want to have sex with Urban in the other room. Not because Urban would blab or anything, but he wanted Miriam all to himself. He wanted to be the only one to hear how she would come undone when he ate her out or how she would sound saying his name after three rounds. Jack cursed feeling his pants tighten around his crotch. He shifted in his seat and tried to pay attention to the game.

Racing Louisville won 1-0. Miriam had scored, surprising no one. What did get the crowd going was that she did the Dominating-Dominguez. A special move named after her dad that very few players could do. Messi tried once for shits and giggles but cramped up.

Jack tried looking for Miriam because she wouldn't answer his calls and left on-read. But fans kept approaching him for pictures. Security came and cleared up the area so Jack could leave. He saw Miriam on her phone with her siblings as he and Urban walked through the private hallway. He was about to approach her when Shawn Mendes swooped in.

“That didn't take long.” Larissa said from behind Jack.

“Hey,” he gave her a side hug, “I didn't see you in the field.”

“I rolled my ankle during conditioning.” She said.

“I'm sorry to hear that.” Jack said.

“Yeah, but that was yesterday's news. The real breaking news is Miriam and Shawn getting back together.” She said leaning against the wall.

“Back together?” He asked curiously.

“Yeah, they dated for almost a year. But Shawn dumped her ass for the whole PR thing with my girl Camila Cabello. Miriam was so devastated. I genuinely thought she was going to quit school and soccer but she went to Princeton for some summer program and came back good as new. Apparently they've been talking so I'm glad they're trying again. They make a cute couple, no?” Larissa asked.

“I guess.” He shrugged.

He watched as Shawn gave Miriam a bear hug then gave her siblings side hugs. Miriam then bid her siblings goodbye and approached Larissa.

“Hey.” She smiled at them.

Urban was closest to her so she hugged him first. She hesitated on how to greet Jack, but she decided to just go for the hug. He gave her a once over and walked away, nodding at Urban to follow him.

“Good game.” Urban said, giving Miriam a soft smile.

“Bye, Urban.” She returned the smile.

Urban jogged after Jack. Miriam couldn't hear what they bickered about, but she did hear that loud smack Urban gave Jack in the back of his neck.

“That was weird.” Larissa commented.

“I wouldn't know, you've known them longer.” Miriam shrugged.

“So tell me about Shawn.” She nudged Miriam's shoulder as they walked toward their sprinter van.

“What's there to talk about? I met up with him at the studio and recorded two demos. We went to lunch with his team and got papped.” Miriam shrugged.

“I thought you guys were getting back together.” She said.

Miriam made a face. “Oh god no. Plus what we had back then was nothing mote than friends with benefits, remember? He's a good collaborator. If I wanted to get into music, I'd hit him up.”

“Must be nice to have mommy and daddy pay for my things so I can make as many career choices as I want.” Larissa said sarcastically.

“I mean yeah, but who said I was? I'm just saying if. I have no actual plans. I'm committed to soccer.” Miriam frowned.

“I know I'm just playing.” She laughed, pushing Miriam's shoulder.

Miriam rolled her eyes and sat behind her. She pulled out her journal and her headphones. Teddy, Shawn's producer and songwriter, passed her some beats for her to use when they finished the studio session. She always encouraged Miriam to try out singing, but Miriam always said no.

She had a lot riding on her shoulders. She wanted to continue her dad's legacy. He's not pressuring her to do so, but she was the only one out of her siblings that wanted to play. The twins followed their mom's footsteps going into acting and modeling. She didn't want to throw off any balance by just pursuing music.

Miriam looked down at the new entry in her journal. ‘Platonik’ was scribbled at the top in her loopy writing. She crossed it off and shoved her journal deep in her backpack.

Soccer was her main focus. Nothing and no one was going to get in her way. Not even some Kentucky born rapper that she wished she hadn't caught feelings for.

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Online haters (Y/N Ulrich Universe)

This idea came to me while I was at the gym suddenly thinking on the words that my classmates on elementary and intermedia school used to say to me (I was a victim of bullying and the school didn't do a thing, fortunately I switched schools in my last year of intermedia school), and I used that awful experience as inspiration

The next chapter will be posted on my birthday (is in may, I'm a taurus)

taglist: @volturi-girl-imagines @dessxoxsworld @aonungsgirlfriend @ethanlandryluver

something feels off about this relationship

maybe this is for publicity

yeah, besides she isn't THAT pretty

she doesn't seem as in it as Jack does

she looks a little fake, don't get me wrong, she seems nice but...

maybe she is with him for fame

she's a nepo baby, you know how they are

That were some of the replies you saw on a tweet that appeared in your timeline during the night when you openned Twitter due to not be able to sleep, a part of you wanted to report the tweet for spam but the other wanted to keep reading the rest of the replies

That was the part that won

Reply after reply was more hurtful than the other, seeing people doubting your relationship with Jack and posting "proofs" just increased your sadness

The caption that made you burst into tears was a whole thread called "proofs that Y/N and Jack's relationship is fake"

Since you entered the world of social media at the age of thirteen, you knew that the hate comments were a daily thing, you saw it when you spend summers in the Riverdale set on how most of the cast commented having them or the way Melissa recieved them after Scream 5, but you didn't know how it felt

Until now...

Deciding that you've seen enough of that, you turn your phone off to get to sleep but you still couldn't because anytime you closed your eyes, the only thing you saw was all that tweets again and again

During the whole night you only played with baby dragon Jake while looking at your celling, noticing it was a new day when the door of your room was openned by your father

"Good morning, tornado", Skeet greeted entering the room to open the curtains, "You woke up early?"

"I couldn't sleep", you sighed sitting in your bed

"What? Why?", Skeet answered sitting in your bed, "What happened?"

Without saying a word, you took your phone to open Twitter and show him the tweets that you saved, for the next minutes you saw how your father's face scrunched in anger for the words on the screen

"How did you find these?", Skeet interrogate you returning the phone to you

"Last night after videocalling Jack, I couldn't sleep and I went into Instagram and then Twitter, and after scrolling for a while, they appeared in my timeline"

"You know, the people who write this kind of stuff, are jealous and they don't know what to do with their lives, so they just spread hate everywhere, and we don't listen to them or take them seriously, understood?"

"Yes dad, but I sill feel awful, why the sudden hate? All my life I've been your little shadow and I haven't done anything controversial or bad"

"I know, but people like to hate on people who are gainning relevance, and you kid, are on the way to become one of the best VFX make up artist in the industry"

"You think?"

"In the five classes that you already had, I can see awards in your future"

Feeling emotional, you hug your dad at what he responded in the same way tightening the hug

"Hey, today is my flight to go to the convention, but I don't want to leave you alone after this"

"My passport expired last week, mom lives in London, and Jakob and Naiia are travelling"

"Kid, let me find a solution, just get up from bed and go get some breakfast, listen to your old man"

Laughing for his last comment, you were about to get out of your bed your phone started to sound at the notifications of a few messages making you smile because you knew who was sending them

my champ

BABYYYYYYY

WAKE UP

IT'S A NEW BEAUTIFUL DAY

my beautiful girl

good morning love

are you already on the set??

my champ

since five in the morning

I can't believe it's snowing in the middle of april

I wish you were here

my beautiful girl

I wish I was there with you too

That's what I get for not checking my passport

my champ

hey, are you feeling well?

your texts feel a little off

For a moment you consider to tell him about the tweets but you didn't want to distract him from the filming of his new movie

my beautiful girl

yeah, it's just that I didn't slept too much

I had a little insomnia

my champ

you should sleep a little after getting breakfast

to feel better

my beautiful girl

definetely I'm going to take that advice

my champ

and if I have free time during that we could facetime

my beautiful girl

yes to everything

my champ

it's a date

Smiling for the conversation, both of you continued chatting until he was called to film

"Kid, pack a suitcase for four days", Skeet announced appearing in your door with his phone on hand

"What? Dad, my passport is expired"

"I already know that, you are going to stay in Anna's house"

"I thought she was with Jack on Canada", you frowned

"I talked to her, she said she needed to come back for work, so you are staying with her until I come back, now get up and pack your things"

Finnally getting up from bed, you change into some of you regular clothes with Jack's favorite pink hoodie on top, to start packing some clothes, personal stuff plus your laptop and the materials to keep practicing your VFX make up on you

Once your suitcase and backpack were ready, both of you went to the car that was waiting to take them to their destinies

Thankfully, Jack's house wasn't so far from yours so after a thirty minute drive, the car stopped in the driveway where Anna was already waiting in the entrance

After getting your luggage and saying goodbye to your dad, you walk towards the house meeting with Anna in the middle

"Hi angel", Anna greeted while hugging you, "Skeet told me you weren't feeling well, want to talk about it?"

"Hi Anna", you responded, "Yeah, I would like to"

When your things were inside Jack's room, you and Anna went to the kitchen where the both of you started to make breakfast

"So, what happenned?", Anna asked while the waffles were being cooked

"Some nasty tweets about me that I found last night", you sighed

Taking your phone out, you entered to Twitter and showed her the tweet with all the responses

"Honey, I don't want to read them because I know that everything they say is false", Anna said causing tears to start pooling in your eyes, "You are one of the most wonderful girls that I've ever known, and I'm glad that you are in mine and Jack's lifes, have you told him about this situation?"

"We talked earlier but I didn't told him, I know he's filming and I don't want to distract him, he's excited about this role"

"You'll have to tell him at some point"

"I know, it's just that I don't want to distract him"

"If you don't tell him, I will", Anna joked serving the waffles

Laughing for that phrase, you help to bring the rest of the things to the table for breakfast

After finishing breakfast and helping to clean the kitchen, you went to Jack's room to unpack some things and have the nap that he suggested early in the morning, including the facetime that both of you agreed to do

"There she is", Jack exclaimed making you smile, "Wait, is that my room?"

"Yeah, dad didn't want to left me alone while he's at the convention because I didn't felt good, so he talked to your mom and here I am"

"Is because you didn't slept all night?"

"Yeah, and I didn't slept for some things that I read", at that point you felt tears starting to fall out of your eyes which you tried to clean, "Some tweets about me, about us"

"Baby..."

"There's no death threats fortunately, but it still feels awful to read those things"

"You are none of the horrible things that people say on the internet, you are the sweetest and most gorgeous girl I've ever met, and I'm happy that we were the only minors during Scream 6", that phrase made you laugh, causing Jack to feel proud for getting a smile from you, "Don't let those type of comments get to you, they don't know how you are, they don't know you how the people who love you does, like I love you"

"I love you too", you smiled

Seeing how your eyes were closing due to the lack of sleep, Jack convinced you to take the nap he suggested, staying in the videocall the whole time, even reading a fairy tale with fun voices causing you to laugh loud, until during the second story you finnaly managed to fall asleep

When Jack noticed that you were asleep, he took a screenshot because he tough you looked cute sleeping while hugging baby dragon Jake, before hanging up to enter Instagram and post something about the theme

yn.ulrich, masonthegooding, misstrinitybliss and 156, 530 more

jackchampion I remember the first time I saw Y/N, it was during the welcome reunion before fimlimg Scream VI, we were the only "kids" in there and we started talking, at that moment I realised that she was chaotic, good soul and heart, the purest vibes that I ever felt, kind, humble, gorgeous, cares about every living being, intelligent, creative and much more adjectives that aren't enough to describe how wonderful she is

Seeing the girl you love crying over nasty tweets about her and about our relationship was heartbreaking, she doesn't deserve any of that, she doesn't bother anyone, she doesn't mess with anyone, nobody should suffer things like this because some of you think things that are completely false

So, pelase, if you are one of the people who posted those tweets or responded to them, delete it, because you are messing with the mental health of someone I love

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bk-4-trash-fire · 5 months

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Ok sagau cult of the lamb Christmas special

I don't have a photo to use so I have this place holder

Please don't spam my post I don't want to block you

For today was the best day the cult could have.

And the worst for the archons

For the cult fest, drink, sing, and dance for a day uncaring of the worries the world brings

And also they're naked

JESUS they're naked

Ya know this isn't so bad

All you have to do is stand in a corner

And not look at...

Well...

Anything.

Moving on..

Zhongli is not doing ok..

Watching a group of people collectively get naked is something he never needed to see

And the creator doing it felt like both a blessing and a punishment

It's not helping the creator is pushing him to get naked too

Zhongli trying his best not to rip off his pants: your grace are you sure this is appropriate?

Creator, wearing nothing but a cape: yeah I see no problem....take off the pants

Ei was having a crisis on this festive day not knowing if these feelings are killing her or helping her

Ei trying not to explode while looking at the creator: may I ask why you don't have clothes on your grace?

Creator smashed out their mind holding half a bottle of alcohol: C H E E M A S

Venti.

Venti is having a blast.

His clothes are gone within seconds

He's having the time of his life drinking and singing songs

Venti: your grace why do you have this tradition?

Creator: I got high with leshy the day I made this holiday and still don't remember what the hell it was even about. But if I can get drunk and naked for a day then whatever I said must've been genius

That's all for now but give me any ideas you want for the next robot stray chapter

#sagau #genshin sagau #self aware genshin #genshin impact sagau #genshin self aware #genshin x creator reader #sagau x reader

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dcangel · 4 months

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^^^this gif with Stiles Stilinski if you don’t mind:)

omg ofc ofc!! (link)

also idk how long this ask has been in here, i’ve had my tumblr notifications off bc i was getting spammed from the percy jackson & kronos post, but im grateful for the suggestion<33

mature themes below the cut

the word ‘please’ wasn’t acquainted with stiles’ vocabulary. when he wanted something, he took it. and you willingly gave it up.

yet he found it slipping from his swollen lips like any other word.

your thighs were on either side of his jeans clad hips, your chest pressed to his. though equally clothed, you could feel his desire, his need.

his hands gripped your thighs, fingertips reaching your inner thigh. words were exchanged, but sentences were left unfinished. the air in your lungs wasn’t nearly enough to be considered substantial, the burn coating your throat only served as validation.

the thick, hot air hung heavily around the two of you, tainted with the scent of his cologne and a slight tinge of mint from the gum you had been chewing moments before he placed you on top of him.

you’re core went limp when his hand guided your hips in one swift motion over his, leaving you to chase the sensation just to get another bout of pleasure. so much for the ab strength you’d been working on in the gym while stiles worked towards lacrosse fitness goals.

at times stiles would whine for his own sake, wanting nothing more than to simply sit back and let you take the reigns, but he wanted to work for it today. he wanted to earn that feeling he got from seeing you get off from his doing, or to see the way your face scrunched and your eyebrows knit, your lip being tucked between your teeth while the moans and appreciative mumbles slipped past the small spaces.

“please, baby,” his hands groped at your ass, fingers digging into the covered flesh before releasing as if he hadn’t known his own strength, “you gotta let go. let me guide you.”

the temptation was strong, and you could nearly feel the reward brewing in your gut. but it was hard for you to let him be the one doing the care taking. you couldn’t help that it was in your nature to please others. “i can’t.” you whimpered lazily against his kiss-bitten lips.

a large hand made its way up your side, taking its time to pass over each curve like every little detail, though contained under fabric, was being committed to memory to improve earlier versions. his thumb took a swipe at the underwire of your bra, leaving the slightest tingling sensation.

the other hand sent for the spot you couldn’t keep from dragging across his confined bulge. his fingers slid beneath the fabric of your shorts, stopping once they reached the damp spot on the front of your panties that they’d been looking for. he pressed his thumb to your puffy clit, applying nothing but that small amount of pressure with the pad of his thumb. “yes you can. i know you can.”

his dragged his thumb over and around your swollen bud, drawing a small moan from you, temporarily delaying your movements.

“n…i can’t.” you protested, weakness evident. “please,” you uttered, feeling your hips betray you by grinding downward on his hand.

stiles, emboldened by the move, decided to be greedy. his middle finger snuck under the soaked cloth, finding the source for the wetness instantly. “’feels like you can.” he jeered, smirking against your lips.

the hair at his nape was targeted as a way to ground yourself; your fingers tugging at the brown locks. “stiles, please, i…” his finger gently sunk into you, making you forget your powerless argument.

he smiled and pulled his face from yours, not letting himself miss this perfect view. “that sounds more like it.” his sarcastic tone made the taunt seem snarky. condescending, even.

you felt another long, slim finger easily slid into your wetness, joining the other in stroking your welcoming walls. the energy to keep yourself up right was not found, instead going to the potential build up of something satisfying. you let your limp torso softly collide with his, leaning forward with most of your weight.

amidst the turmoil in your mind, stiles had subtly retracted his fingers, allowing space for him to sink them back in, his two fingers curling as they did so. “’need you to be a good girl and let me help you, alright?”

#it’s unedited don’t come at me #stiles stilinski #teen wolf #stiles’!world #dylan obrien #stiles’s!world #stiles stilinski teenwolf #stiles smut #stiles stilinski smut #stiles stilinski x you #stiles stilinski fanfiction #stiles teen wolf #stiles x reader #teen wolf stiles #stiles stilinksi x reader #stiles teen wolf smut #teen wolf smut

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jongsie · 4 months

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FOOLISH HEART — N. RIKI

🎧 synopsis — Falling for your best friend was probably the stupidest thing you could've done. Especially because it hurt so much to see him with someone else.

🎧 au — best friend! ni-ki x gn! reader |🎧 ft — angst ofc <33, unrequited love, one-shot | 🎧 cw — crying, kissing, mentions of being sick, lmk if I missed something! | 🎧 wc — 785

🎧 raven's note — this is another old fic of mine because I have nothing new to post sadly erm... anyways I hope you guys like it!

Falling in love with your best friend was the worst thing that had ever happened to you. Being so close to him yet so far killed you. You fell for Nishimura Riki and you hate it. You hate how his eyes lit up when he talked about something he liked, you hate how easy it was to get lost into them. But most of all you hate how he would talk about her.

Nothing broke your heart more than when he would talk about Saori. How his eyes would lit up when she walked into the room. How he would forget about your existence when she looked at him. You hate having feelings for your best friend, and you hate knowing that you will never have a chance with him. Shaking your head you try not to think about those thoughts.

You were walking down the hallway trying to get to the rooftop. Being there always helps you calm down. Since the morning a nervous feeling was building up in your chest and you had no idea why. The closer you got to the staircase that led to the roof the more your gut was telling you to turn back and come back later. Yet you decided to ignore it and kept on walking.

Walking further down your steps slowed when you heard a quiet giggle. Then a soft laugh. The anxiety in the pit of your stomach worsened. The laugh sounded awfully familiar. The closer you walked to the staircase the more clearly you could hear two people talking.

Step. It went quiet. Step. You felt your anxiety worsen. Step. You heard a whisper of a name. Step. You hear someone take a few steps.

Step.

Turn.

You wished you listened to your gut. You wished you stopped at the bathroom to take a few breaths to calm down your nerves. Because when you turned the corner you saw Riki’s lips on Saori’s.

Tears pricked your eyes. You froze on the spot. Your mind was yelling at your body to get away from where you were. But you couldn’t move. It felt as if you had been turned to stone. All you could do for a moment was watch as they kissed. Riki’s hand rested on her hip while the other cradled her face softly. Feeling a tear roll down your cheek brought you back to your senses.

Quickly as you could you ran away. Away from where they stood. Your feet carried you in the direction of the closest bathroom. Entering it you let yourself breakdown. Warm salty tears rolled down your face, bringing a hand up to your mouth you tried your best to muffle your sobs. The image of them together kept on flashing through your brain. With a shaky hand you brought your phone out of your pocket.

“Hey y/n,” Danielle spoke.

“Please come to the 2nd floor bathroom,” your weak voice spoke.

“Shit what happened?” your friend asked.

“I’ll tell, just please come,” you said.

Danielle came running to the bathroom as fast as she could. As soon as she spotted your figure she held you close to her as you cried again. That night you went to sleep with a broken heart and no good night message from Riki.

The next day when you woke up you had a high fever, so stayed home. Usually when you weren’t at school Niki would spam your phone or come to your house but today it was nothing.

No call, no text, no visit to your house to check on you. Not feeling any better for the rest of the week you didn’t attend classes. The only person who came to check up on you was Danielle. There was still nothing from Riki’s side except radio silence.

The next monday when you went to school you weren’t sure what you were going to do, there were a million different things on your mind. As soon as you stepped on school property a voice called out your name.

“Y/n,” Riki said.

“Riki.” Putting on a fake smile you waved to him.

“Come here I need to tell you something,” he said.

“Oh, okay sure.” Walking to where he stood you took notice his hand intertwined with Saori’s.

"Y/n meet my girlfriend Saori," he said, smiling widely at you.

As soon as those words escaped his mouth it felt like your world stopped. Sucking in a shaky breath you give them a tight lipped smile and congratulate them. You always knew that Riki would never be yours. But you didn't know that it would hurt so much.

Damn your foolish heart for falling for the one person it couldn't have.

🎧 raven's note — also idk if anyone remembers but this fic had other parts to it. but I won't be uploading them since I didn't like them much, so this is a one-shot know :)

#❍ — enhypen #❍ — ni-ki #jongsie #ni-ki x reader #ni-ki angst #ni-ki enhypen #riki x reader #riki angst #riki enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen angst

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folatefangirl · 4 months

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On The Darkest Corner of the Heart

A comment on how Booktwt, Booklr, and Booktok media reactivity has lost the plot

Or, I think y'all need to log off and touch some grass and think about your actions for a hot minute. Note: This rant is a tad long, because I'm fucking pissed.

Disclaimer 1: I don't personally know the author of this book or anyone screenshotted in the drama. We aren't friends. I have no reason to either defend nor criticize these people, except for the fact that I've been a primary reader of self-pub and indie books for almost a decade now, and yes, including romances that some people don't consider worthy of civility. I'm also a queer healthcare worker.

Disclaimer 2: I don't want anyone mentioned/screenshotted here to be spammed with hate. Please do NOT contact them, including any authors mentioned. I included the primary actors for the current drama primarily so people don't claim I'm talking out of my ass.

Book blurb:

Forbidden. That's what they are to each other. Maddie Stevens has never felt good enough. Not good enough to keep her parents’ love. Not good enough to be independent and stop being her brother’s problem. Not good enough to build the future she wants. When she injures her ankle before a ballet audition that could change her career forever, she’s convinced her life is over at twenty-one. What’s the point of having dreams when they can go down the drain at any moment? And because the universe has a cruel sense of humor, her physical therapist turns out to be a tank-shaped grouch who doesn’t even seem to like her that much. It’s totally unfair that, for six weeks, she’s forced to look at that handsome beard and listen to that deep voice that makes her head all dizzy. Top that with the fact that he’s ten years her senior, and falling for James Simmons is a recipe for disaster. But when their forced proximity makes the lines start blurring, the forbidden temptation becomes impossible to resist.

The Timeline:

Events preceding 2023: Lisina Coney, author of The Darkest Corner of the Heart, was born in 1999 in northern Spain. She worked as a translator prior to publishing books.

Initially I thought these books were only self-published, but in fact are published under the formerly indie publisher Page & Vine, founded by romance novelist Meredith Wild.

January 27th, 2023: The Brightest Light of Sunshine is published by nearly 24-year-old Lisina Coney. On Goodreads, it currently sits at 3.87 stars as of today, February 10th, 2024, with 27,727 ratings and 3,592 reviews. Note: For a small-time author, especially for a debut novel, these numbers are huge.

May 2023, Page & Vine announced that Big 5 publisher Simon & Schuster would distribute their books as an imprint beginning in summer 2023.

In mid-to-late 2023, Lisina's website and socials announced The Darkest Corner of the Heart, her second novel to be published with Page & Vine on February 20th, 2024. Note: This means the events below occurred BEFORE the book's publication.

February 5th, 2024: anaborbareads on Twitter/X posts the cover and other art of Darkest Corner with the text, "a forbidden romance between ballerina and physical therapist???? pls i need this book now 🥺✨💗🫶🏻"

February 6th, 2024: h0mmelette on Twitter/X responds to anaborareads with "the booktok genre of forbidden romance is hilarious. theyre straight… whats forbidden"

February 6th, 2024: a tumblr user reposts the twitter thread from above to tumblr. Other tumblr users reblog and add on, and it quickly goes viral.

February 7th, 2024: From what I can tell via reverse image searching, the first iteration of the fake ARC page that's going around appears to be from Twitter/X user queef1ng. About 4 hours later, the same fake ARC page was reposted on the tumblr post mentioned above. And from here, this story takes a turn from people wanting to feel like they're above a romance novel writer to potential legal territory.

Of the 122 ratings on Goodreads for Darkest Corner to date, 9 appear to be 1-star reviews and from what I can tell, most/all of them were only published since the events began on 06Feb2024. 71 are 5-stars and while some of those are ARC readers, many newer ones appear to be trying to counteract the review bombing from the fake ARC page.

As of today, February 10th, 2024, it looks like the book will still be published on February 20th as planned, but we'll see.

Wait, so how do you know the page is fake?

I can't believe people have been so gullible but fine, here's my analysis:

Lisina's real ARC readers have stated that it isn't from the book (not gonna document all of them in the screenshots but you can easily go to the book's GR page and see the ARC reviews there).

As other folks pointed out on the tumblr repost, no real ARC page does a weird review watermark like that. Speaking from my own experience in reviewing ARCs or beta-reading, I agree.

The font tipped me off because it looked like it had literally been written on a Fanfiction.Net page. Not that Verdana, font size 10, is unique to FFN, but it looks like fanfiction typed font. Which brings me to:

Literally how could you believe this author writes like this? You can read her website or preview her first book or just have the bare minimum common sense to understand what satire looks like. If you don't believe me (because I know framing a post like this will put a lot of people on the defensive), I've also included screenshots below. The prose and dialogue are COMPLETELY different from the alleged screenshot. The only thing that is similar is that both characters are ballerinas.

But wait, all of this doesn't explain why YOU, Cinnia, are so pissed about this?

You're completely right! It really doesn't. All of the above is mostly documentation so the naysayers can't say I'm just some silly fangirl of the author.

The initial premise of the drama is that you can't have "forbidden love" in an m/f relationship. First of all, William Shakespeare would like to have a word with you regarding Romeo and Juliet. Second of all, yes you fucking can. See also: Religious and cultural differences and human history for a starting point. I know it may be hard to touch grass and look at media that is not tumblr queer media-centric and understand that people who are NOT you might enjoy it very much. Note that I'm a queer person saying this and I do read or watch m/f media at times because I don't like limiting myself. Go watch Bajirao Mastani and enjoy one of the most beautiful movies about forbidden love ever produced.

The book itself falls into the medical romance subgenre. For those not familiar, these are romances (usually m/f) that often involve a healthcare worker and their patient. In the real world, where people touch grass, a healthcare worker like me having a relationship with their patient is such a huge ethical violation that it will get you fired. In Darkest Corner, James is Maddie's physical therapist because she's a ballerina with a sports injury and he is treating her. Ergo, it is forbidden for them to get together and the initial premise for mocking this book is on very shaky ground.

In fact, I'd go as far as to say that the folks mocking it seem to very likely not be familiar with romance novels and their subgenres at all, or else they'd be well aware of the concept of straight romances marketed as a "forbidden romance" because they're fucking everywhere on any place that sells romance books. I have a personal collection of over 14,500 kindle ebooks. While not all of those are romances, a good chunk of them are, so I think I can count myself as a bit of a source here, you know?

The fake screenshot and social media drama has spread to at least Twitter, Tumblr, and BookTok, which all have huge reader hobbyists. For a small-time author barely past her debut novel's publication, allegations of this sort tied to your author name and book titles can last on the internet and in web searches for a long, long time, hurting an author's career. Maybe you're like "boohoo, who cares about their careers, I pirate all my fiction books anyway" and well, a post like this was probably never going to convince you of anything. I'm talking to the folks who might still have a sense of shame and self-reflection. Authors, even authors tied to a Big 5's imprint, earn peanuts. This sort of manufactured "scandal" is not ideal when the book is weeks away from being published. In fact, if the book has fewer sales than the first book in the series, Simon & Schuster may have legal grounds to go after the person who made the fake screenshot. A smarter person would have kept that to the groupchat or posted it as a clearly marked fanfic on AO3.

As a reader, this also sucks because when shit like this happens, the reviews of a book are permanently biased by both the bombers and the fans of the author, no matter how good or bad the book ends up being. Do I know if this book will be a 1-star or 5-star now, based on the reviews? Nope. Will I read it? No, because I don't read medical romances as it's a squick for me. But I may read her first book, which has mercifully escaped most of the social media nonsense.

This isn't the first time booktwt/booktok/booklr has engaged in a similar mob mentality towards books they don't like and I doubt it'll be the last. See Blood Heir by Amélie Wen Zhao and the allegations that turned out to be false then, too. However, I would like to ask y'all to please check your sources and not blindly accept what someone says on social media as truth. Get used to doing the research because manufactured misinformation is everywhere, and it's not gonna get better. (And for fuck's sake, not everyone is gonna like the same books and fandoms you like! It's not illegal to enjoy reading different things!)

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#lisina coney #booklr #booktok #booktwt #book rants #cinnia says stuff #long post #very long post #screenshot included at the bottom of the post #darkest corner of the heart #the darkest corner of the heart #misinformation #edited to fix title

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WEEK TWO DAY ONE | NON CON + DEGRADING. FT. ARMIN ARLERT.

PAIRING: armin alert x fem! reader.

C/W: non consensual, creampie, degrading, slight brat-taming, mean! armin, cursing, kinda of ooc cause armin is very sweet & nice but he's very mean here, MINORS DNI!!

N0TE: bro this is kinda rushed + i'm slowly starting to lose motivation for kinktober since my posts aren't appearing in the tags.

P.S: not much degrading, since i forgot this was supposed to have so much degrading in it, sorry for the girlies that have a degrading kink and have been waiting for this, i failed you </3

armin was tired of it. he was tired of you using him. he was so tired of you talking to him just for work.

notes? armin. homework? armin. classwork? armin. projects and assignments? armin.

“armin, homework?” you would always ask to copy form him and he always answers you with a grin on his face, his eyes soft as he hands you the work. even though, deep down, armin was filled with hatred and loathe.

armin is disgusted by you, armin hates you.

but always late at night, armin would find himself fisting his cock to the thought of you, getting off to the thought of you sucking his cock.

armin was more disgusted by himself than you, how can he get aroused by a girl like you? a girl that doesn‘t care about her friends or anyone‘s feelings – a girl who only cares about herself and doen‘t even know what’s happening around her, a girl who uses others to benefit for herself.

but still, everyday, every single fucking day, armin would be stroking his cock while he scrolls through your instagram and zooms on pictures of you with your cleavage out, your ass, zooms on your panties when you have your legs slight apart or when you’re wearing a short skirt revealing your panties to anyone who prays attention to the photo. armins least favorite part was the comment section, opening the comments just to find a bunch of men thirsting over you, along with his friends too.

he would always grip his phone with anger, and immediately log out of his account.

today, as soon as armin finished masturbating a sudden text from you popped up in his notifications.

“todays notes? pretty please :(”

armin huffs in annoyance, all of his hatred towards you comes running straight back. but armin still obliges, sending you an “ok :)” and then sending you the notes right after, without any hesitation.

but after days passed, armin started actually getting sick of you. why don’t you ask someone else for the notes? why don’t you pay attention in class? he was tired of it.

armin started ignoring you, his phone was blowing up with message from you and armin thanked god that you guys got a week off otherwise he probably won’t handle your whining and complaining.

this led you to showing up to armins doorstep, banging on his apartment door. “armin! s’ me!” and he would immediately recognize your voice, armin would let out a scoff as he gets up from his desk to unlock the door. And as soon as he does, you were met with a exhausted looking armin, eye bags under his eyes indicting that he has been studying the whole week with no rest at all.

without wasting a second, you invited yourself into his apartment, “what? do you need anything?” armin said, nonchalantly. a quick fake pout covered your face, “whaat? are you not happy to see me?” you whined to which armin clicked his tongue at.

you quickly brushed it off and went straight to the reason on why you’re here; “why haven’t you been answering my messages?” you said with your phone in your hand, shaking it in your hand while having the chat between you and armin open – showing him how much you’ve been spamming.

“m’ busy,” armin quickly said to which you frowned at, “busy doing what?” to which armin quickly response with; “studying.” you let out a scoff, “yeah right, for a whole week?” armin shrugged to which you clenched your fists at, “busy studying y/n, i don’t have time unlike you” you felt anger boil up inside you by armins words, “i’m busy too!” armin let’s out a chuckle, “busy doing what? busy partying? busy sleeping with a new man every day?” your eyes widened, “what the fuck, armin?”

armin walked back to his desk – he seated himself on his chair, and held his pen in-between his fingers, “do you need anything, y/n?” you almost wanted to say no but who else would send you the notes other than armin? “yeah, need you send me all the notes from last week,” a small smirked formed on the corner of armins lips he placed his hand on his chin before he started speaking.

“sure, i’ll send you the notes” a smile of victory covered your face before armin started speaking again, “but, only if you let me have s-sex with you” armin stuttered – his shy personality still there. your smile immediately dropped when you heard armin, “with you? you’re probably a virgin” you chuckled before armin got up from his place and cornered you between the wall.

“i am?” it was armins turn to laugh, his hands roamed your body, “do you want the notes or not?” armins hand slowly made their way under your shirt – making contact with your breasts. “i-i do!” your breathe hitched, your eyes widened. the armin right now, is a different armin.

armin tucked down your shirt, your tits bouncing from the impact, “no bra?” armin snickered before he started toying with them, pinching and twisting your nipples, enjoying your reactions. as you squirm underneath him.

his hand making their way downwards, toying with the end of your underwear. his pointer finger rubbing your cunt from above the fabric, creating a wet damp on your panties. “oh? you’re enjoying this? what a slut.”

you shook your head, “no, not a slut” you managed to let out – armin gripped your hair, forcing you to maintain eye contact with him. “don’t lie y/n, don’t even try to deny it. i see you throwing yourself at a new guy every day, pressing your breasts against him as you ask for help with your homework later at your place just for it to end up with you stuffed full of his cock, am i right?” for armin, that was just guess. everything he said was a guess. but he knew he was right when he saw how your eyes widened at his words.

“seems like i’m right” he whispered into your ears, you were slightly trying to break free from armins grip on you – but he was way too far stronger than you. “don’t even try,” armin was staring at you from above, his eyes full of hatred.

armin carried you and then seated you on his desk, pushing his books and papers aside. armin forcefully spread your legs apart, “s-stop..” armin shushed you – a wide evil smirk on the corner of his lips, armin pulled your panties before he let’s go of them, watching as they snap back to your aching cunt “this thing is in my way,” armin spoke – referring to your white panties that was keeping armin away from your slicked cunt.

without any hesitation, armin ripped your panties, causing you to let out a gasp — “what the fuck! n-no!” armin let out a light chuckle at your reaction, his blonde hair covering his eyes as he laughed at your weak state.

your dripping cunt was on full display for armin, your wet folds and your tight hole fully exposed for armin to see. armin’s cock throbbed in his pants as he stared at your pussy, he licked his lips before he tugged down his pants, his cock sprung out, causing you to slowly back away.

“want you to help me” armin slurred, you shook your head, repeating “no” as armin got closer to you. “you can’t say no, no isn’t an option.” tears started to swell up at the corner of your eyes and armin could almost feel bad, but the memory of you using him encourages him to continue his vile acts.

armin gave his cock a few strokes before lining it up your entrance, teasing your cunt by pushing his length in and slowly slipping it out — his tip nudging your clit which made you cover your mouth to stop any sounds from slipping. armin then forcefully shoves his cock deep within your pussy, a groan follow right after. “pussy so warm” armin said as he slowly starts thrusting into you.

armin dick was dragging along your velvet colored walls, his thrusts slow and gentle, not breaking his rhythm. “already so obsessed with this slutty pussy, so tight & warm, fuck.” armin uttered. armins thrusts slowly turned into rough-fast thrusts, his hips bucking into you aggressively.

you finally decided to give up and let your moans fall from your lips as armin continued to ruin & abuse your pussy with his mean, rough thrusts. “you like this, don’t you? always having different men use this pussy of yours, s’ finally my turn” armin spat. slight groans left armin as your cunt fluttered around his dick, deliciously.

while armin was whispering degrading words into your ears, he was getting closer & closer to his climax. “oh fuck, getting close, shit.” his dick was hitting your deepest spot, that spongy spot that made you feel so good and made you moan out loudly.

your cries mixed with your moans had armins cock twitch inside your cunt, “ah — fuck!” armin hisses, his thrusts not losing their rhythm, despite turning messy and sloppy.

“g’nna cum, fuckfuck!” armin let out a loud muffled moan as he emptied his balls, deep inside your pussy. his hot spurts making you feel so full.

armins breath hitched, letting out low pants. as soon as armin settled down from his high orgasm, he pulled out of your cunt, slowly. his semen dripping from your entrance and ruining the desk.

armin hummed in satisfaction, a smile of victory on plastered on his face. your messy cunt, your crying face, that was all caused by armin.

armin was proud of himself.

“maybe, you’re g’nna have to do this everytime you want something from me, how about that?” armin questioned in delight. you couldn’t respond, just sobbing silently.

“will take this as a yes, now go on & get yourself cleaned — don’t wanna have you staying here for too long.” armin was ready to leave before he adds on; “ah, also, will send you the notes later, thank you for entertaining me for a bit.” you watched as armin left to clean himself in the bathroom, causing you to cry much harder.

no matter how much you cry though, armin was certain that you will be coming back here, crawling. begging him to send you all the work.

#aot smut #attack on titan smut #aot x reader #armin smut #armin x y/n #armin x reader #armin aot #aot x you #attack on titan x reader

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wayvlocks · 1 year

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Case #143

synopsis: there is a serial killer on the loose and your best friend is the cop in charge of the case. pairing: skz lee know x gn reader? word count: 2.1k genre: thriller au, yandere au, serial killer au warnings: maybe +18? idk, cussing, dark themes, tv news of victims' bodies, fake name, wall pinning, a knife---- if you are uncomfortable with any of the mentioned warnings, please do not read.

A/N: hello, this came to me in a dream after watching case 143 mv 20 times. this will not be a series, but rather just a oneshot? anyway since my brain has been imprinted with this crazy dream of mine - I'm putting it here for everyone to enjoy. :)

There you were, inside your cozy apartment, with your best friend, watching your favorite TV show. Suddenly, breaking news interrupts before your favorite character finishes their joke.

BREAKING NEWS: Killer is still on the loose. Two more bodies have been discovered. New reports on one of the victim's bodies. Gash wounds have been found on the face, with multiple stab wounds to the limbs. An "X" was carved into the victim's chest.

"Oh my god.." You were terrified. You've seen these killings all over TV in the past 5 months, all the same, but they finally reported information on the body after being discovered. You could only imagine how gruesome it would look in person.

"Don't worry Y/n. We will have this case soon I just can tell." Your best friend, Lee know, has been on the force for a year now. Even though he's technically considered a rookie, you know he's the best the team has. He passed his civil service examination with passing colors, he's super smart and always thinking of others. However, you felt that this case he was on, Case 143, is too hard and he can't get any closer to catching the killer.

"Lee Know, it's been five months. Why do I feel like your team can't get their shit together?" You said annoyed.

"Y/n," He chuckled, "I promise we're doing everything we can to catch the guy, okay?"

"Okay" You got up from the sofa and made your way to the kitchen to grab more snacks and a glass from the cabinet. Your phone chimes in the living room, Lee Know picks it up.

"What's the notif?" You asked him unbothered as you pour yourself some water.

Lee Know opens your phone to see a notification from Instagram. It's some random guy looking for "fun". He rolls his eyes, scoffing silently, and opens the guy's account. Single life? College life? Already sounds like dick He thought. Lee Know takes a screenshot, sends it to himself, then blocks the guy and deletes the guy's message the screenshot, and the text he sent himself. Quickly rushing out on the Instagram app, he responds to you, "Looked like it was just a spam text, about a porn site."

You laughed. "Gross I always get that shit. I hope you blocked the number"

Lee Know smirked, not enough for you to notice. "Of course I did."

A couple hours pass by, Lee Know already left your apartment. You’re just sitting on the couch about to wrap up your night and get ready for bed. You decide to check you phone.

You open Instagram to see if your other friends posted anything new today. Then, you see you have a hidden message request. It’s some random guy asking why you block his other account. You don't remember doing this and click the account tagged in the message. Sure enough it is blocked but you didn’t block him…

Lee Know… You roll your eyes. He’s so protective it's hilariously adorable.

It’s been a week since you last saw your best friend and a new episode came out. You call up Lee Know and as he makes his way towards your apartment you get out a variety of snacks for just the two of you. Lee Know arrives, and you rush to get the door as you slip on some fuzzy socks for comfort.

“Hi Y/n” Lee Know smiles.

“Hi Lee Know” you smile brightly, he pinched your cheeks unexpectedly. “Wha-“

“You looked dumb” you rolled your eyes and rubbed your cheeks. “Well it was mean”

Lee Know chuckled at you. “Yeah I’m mean and you’re clueless, so we’re perfect for each other”

“Yeah sure, whatever you say” You respond while flipping the channel to your show.

You and Lee Know are enjoying yourselves. Eating popcorn together and laughing at the wildest scenes on TV. Just then-

BREAKING NEWS: Another body has been found bringing the body count now to 27. The victim was found with his hands bound together and belt markings around his neck, indicating passing by strangulation. The victim has been identified as "Brad Johnson". His last known whereabouts were at a bar where he was said to be meeting a friend. If you have any information regarding his case please feel free to call at XXX-XXX-XXXX.

“Holy shit… that’s the guy who messaged me last night.” You were in complete shock.

“You knew about his message?” Lee Know interrupted your train of thought.

“Yeah he messaged me through another account asking why I blocked him, but then I figured out that ‘spam text’ was about you blocking him”

Lee Know just half ass grinned and rubbed the back of his head. “Yeah… He seemed like a creep to me and I didn’t think you'd want some shitty guy asking you to hook up”

“Well that's sweet of you Lee Know but now I know you’re my secret protector which is hilarious. I can fight myself ya know” You laughed at him. He looked serious though, like almost angry with you.

“Y/n there's a killer on the loose, I think I have a right to protect you from random guys. Plus you’re my best friend, I can’t afford to lose you.” You looked straight into his eyes and laughed.

“Okay, okay. But don’t be cringey like that. It’s too funny” You snorted. Lee Know smiled back and started to laugh a along with you.

Suddenly Lee Know gets a call, it’s the Chief. He gets up to walk out of the room for a second. You already know it’s about the case, and most likely information on the recent victim. The news is still on while he’s out of the room. There’s another report.

BREAKING NEWS: An Officer assigned to the case has been found dead in his home. His home was burned to the ground along with his personal key evidence and suspect list.

“Oh my god!” You stood up quickly turning towards Lee Know, who just got off the phone.

“Chief just called… about that,” he nodded towards the TV, “he also said that guy’s body was found a few blocks from your apartment.”

“Fuck…” You start to freak out and shake, biting your nails. Lee Know knows that you only bite your nails when you feel extremely anxious. He walks up close to you and takes your hands away from your face to keep you from biting any further. You look him directly in his eyes.

“How about I stay here tonight with you?” He suggested. “I mean I’m a cop after all and I know with all this news and that the body being found nearby, you’re feeling super tense and scared” He smiled brightly at you, trying to make you feel a little relaxed.

You barely managed to get out your words you were still a little shaky. Lee Know sat you back down on the sofa and turned the channel to some cartoons. “Hopefully they won't do a news segment during cartoons right?” Still smiling brightly at you, then walking away to grab you a glass of water.you we're trying not to bite your nails again, thinking of Lee Know’s smile, and how sweetly he’s taking care of you during what seemed like a possible anxiety attack. When he came back with the glass of water he sat next to you, handing you the glass. Then he reached around you to grab a fuzzy blanket, which he wrapped around your shoulders. He turned towards you.

“It’ll be okay Y/n. I’m here for you, okay? I promise to stay with you tonight if you want me to”

“Y-Yeah, I think I’d like that.”

“Okay, then it’s settled, I’ll sleep on the sofa tonight okay?”

“O-Okay”

After some cartoons and managing to get out a few laughs, you felt better. Eventually you were getting tired and started leaning against Lee Know without knowing it. He noticed this but didn’t mind. In fact, he thought it was cute. You did fall asleep on his shoulder, but then he moved your head to his lap. He started to stroke your hair, brushing it out of your face. Smiling while he stared intently at your pouty face as you slept peacefully in his lap.

I’ve waited long enough. I think it's time. He thought, smiling from ear to ear.

“I love you Y/n”

You woke up on the couch alone. You wondered what time it was, reading your phone it said 3:00AM. But more importantly… You thought, where is Lee Know?

You opened your phone about to text him and ask where he went. The last thing you remember was falling asleep next to him on the sofa during cartoons. Before you could even open the messaging app, you see another news article titled Officers Found Dead. You kept reading…

BREAKING NEWS: The team of officers leading the case were all found dead in their station, and all evidence of the case was burned at the scene. The officers were found after failing to appear for a call about a local disturbance. 6 out of 7 officers on the case were found. New security footage shows the other officer entering the station just before the cameras were shut off, an hour before the team of officers were found dead. Other police suspect that the remaining officer has a possible connection. If you have any information on this man’s whereab-

You scrolled further to see the picture of the suspected officer.

It was Lee Know.

You thought it was completely insane. What possibly happened in the last few hours while you were asleep. You immediately got back on your phone to call up Lee Know. He answered.

“WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED? A possible suspect? Lee Kn-“ Just then, you heard a light chuckle. It almost sounded close by.

Lee Know sighed. “Ah, Y/n…” You felt an odd presence behind you. You turned around slowly. A tall dark figure appeared out of the shadows of your apartment. Lee Know…

“Finally we can be alone.” He grinned.

“Lee Know, what the hell is happening? You left me alone and all the sudden I wake up to you being a suspect for murder?”

Lee Know stepped closely towards you, the light coming in from the window lit half his face. He looked crazy. He was smiling ear to ear.

“A lot has happened that's for sure. A lot to keep you safe.”

“You sound crazy Lee Know. What the fuck did you-“ He stepped even closer, his face is now completely lit. Blood splatter covered the other half of his handsome face.

“Only what’s best… for us”

You were scared. This wasn’t the Lee Know you knew. His presence was scary, not including the amount of blood on his face.

“Get the fuck away from me” You quickly stood up, backing away from him slowly to reach your room at the end of the hall. His smile grew, like he was a predator and you were his prey. It all seemed so fast, when you tried to run he ran after you, pinning you to the wall.

“Please don’t run from me Y/n. I’ve been protecting you from all those horrible bastards, don't you love me?”

Scared out of your mind as he holds your wrists to the wall, then it clicked. “W-Wait.. y-you…?”

“Mhm” He smiled playfully, tucking his head in your neck. “I killed them all…” He lightly brushed your neck with his lips. “For you,” he mumbled against your neck. It was a chilling sensation.

“You’re fucking insane!” You tried to twist your way out of his grip.

“On the contrary, you've always called me smart” He reached up towards your ear, nibbling at your lobe. Sending shivers down your back he continued, “I mean why do you think I even joined the force? My plan started long ago, a perfect plan to rid of those who stood in my way of you, and what better yet to become a cop myself to cover up anything and keep those dumbass officers in awe every time," he chuckled evilly.

You started tearing up, and suddenly his grip was weak as he laughed maniacally after revealing his plan. You escaped his grip quickly and slapped him hard on his blood-stained cheek. There was a still moment, his hand on his cheek with your hand still in the air. Then, he grabbed your free hand, tossing you to the ground. Lee Know was now standing above you. He reached into his back pocket, grabbed the butterfly knife you never knew he had, and twirled it open, finally pointing the blade down at you.

He squatted down in front of you, the blade still fixated on you. “Why must you be so difficult my love?”

#skz x reader #lee know #stray kids #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #stray kids yandere #lee know x reader #lee know yandere #skz lee know #skz yandere #case 143 #yandere au #skz ff #stray kids ff #kpop ff #kpop yandere #stray kids oneshot #lee know oneshot

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lieslab · 1 year

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Honey Bun

Summary: Han comes home doubting his song writing abilities. It’s up to you to set the record straight.

Word Count: 1,300

Genre: Tooth-rotting fluff, especially towards the end

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You let out an annoyed groan as you once again lost another level of your favorite game on your phone. You had flopped down on your bed and you had been laying there for the past twenty minutes. Your eyes strained as you kept them glued to the screen. Over and over again, you couldn’t stop playing the game.

Your boyfriend, Han, was supposed to be home soon. You were just killing time until he got there. Usually, he tried to text you when he could while he was at the studio. Today, your phone remained silent. It hadn’t buzzed with any new text messages. You had even texted him a few times hoping that he’d respond, but he never did.

You got home early before him, you always did. Today was no different. You tried to text him earlier and ask what he wanted for dinner, but since he hadn’t responded, you hadn’t bothered making anything. It was incredibly rare for Han to have days like this. He loved being so clingy with you. Usually when you didn’t respond within an hour, he’d begin to spam your phone with texts and selfies of himself.

All of them, you kept in a folder on your phone. Finally fed up with your game, you clicked out of it and went to the folder that you kept of him. Han with his lips poked out with duck lips. Han with his tongue sticking out. There was one of him and Felix pretending to pick each other’s noses. Seeing it made you chuckle.

You paused your scrolling when you heard the front door open up. Wasting no time, you sat up on the large bed that the two of you shared. His footsteps came closer to the bedroom door. When he opened the door, that’s when he spotted you.

You with your glittering eyes and your bright smile. You let out a meek “hi” and that’s all it took. He kicked off his shoes and headed towards you. His lips were down-turned. Brows pressed together as if something were bothering him. He crawled up onto the bed and collapsed into your chest.

You were warm and you smelled like you. He buried his head further into your chest and made you giggle. “What are you doing?” You asked. Your hands instantly found home in his chestnut hair. “Did my baby have a bad day?” You cooed.

He didn’t respond, but he nodded into your chest.

“Oh, you poor thing, do you want to tell me what’s wrong?”

He muttered something. His voice vibrated against your chest. You gently rubbed the soft pads of your fingers against his scalp. “I can’t hear you when you’re lying on my chest.”

He let out a sigh and tilted his head so he faced the door. One of his cheeks was pressed into your body. His ear was up near your heart, so he could easily hear your soothing heartbeat. At the sound of it, he felt himself slowly begin to relax. As you continued rubbing his scalp, his tension seemed to ease.

“I just don’t know if I’m doing enough. I keep having all these doubts about a lot of things. My anxiety is bad and I just keep assuming the worst. I showed a new song to Chan and Changbin today and I was so proud of it, but I’m not sure if they liked it. It completely destroyed my mood.”

You frowned. 3Racha had always had a great relationship. The three of them were always pushing each other and bouncing new ideas off one another. The story didn’t seem right. You couldn’t imagine the two of them purposefully telling Han that his song was bad.

“Did they say something about it?”

“No, but they just gave me this weird look.”

“Did you ask them why they did that?”

“No, I glanced down at my phone and used the excuse that you were calling me. I’ve been trying to avoid them since then. I can’t believe I thought it was good. I feel so mortified.”

“So you just assumed it was something bad?”

“Yes, why else would they act like that? They just froze as they heard my recording and looked at each other. I left in the middle of it. I feel like a piece of shit.”

“Is the song about someone?”

“It’s about you,” he mumbled. “I tried to write about you and the love I feel for you, but clearly I failed.”

You grabbed your phone from beside you and scrolled through your first few contacts until you got to Chan’s number. When you got there, you instantly pressed the call button and waited a few moments while your phone rang.

“What are you do-”

“Shush.” You cut Han off and continued waiting for Chan to pick up the phone. You quickly placed the phone on speaker phone as the dial tone kept going.

“Hello?” Chan asked.

“Hi, Chan!” You began rubbing the top of Han’s head with your hand again. He seemed to relax once more. “Did you get a chance to listen to the new song that Han wrote? He showed it to me this morning and I just wanted to know if you listened to it yet.”

“Yeah, Changbin and I actually got to listen to it earlier. We really liked it! The two of us were shocked when it started playing. Unfortunately, he left the room because you called him. We never got the chance to tell him before we went home. I hope we can tell him how much we liked it tomorrow.”

“Yeah, I hope you can too. I wanted to know your opinion on it because I thought it was good, but I’m not a producer or anything.”

Chan let out a laugh on the other side of the phone. “Yeah, I think it’s pretty incredible. Plus, I’m pretty sure it’s about you. He really loves you, you know?”

“Yeah and I really love him. Sorry for bothering you, I was snoopy and I just wanted to know your opinion.”

“No problem. Tell him I said hi. Have a good night!”

“You too, bye.”

You ended the call and tossed your phone to the side. “Was that the answer you were looking for?”

“I can’t believe you did that.”

“Well, you’re the love of my life, of course I’d do things like that for you. You’re my honey bun and apparently an incredible lyricist.”

“Honey bun?” He raised his eyebrows.

“Yeah, my honey bun. You know, like the apple of my eye, sweetie pie, sugar, whatever.”

“Are you going to eat me?”

“Um…no? I am hungry, so maybe that’s why I’m thinking of food. Do you want to order take out? We can eat it on the couch and afterwards we can do face masks. If you don’t want to put one on, I can do it for you since you’ve had a long day assuming the worst.”

He lifted his head off your chest and looked into your eyes, “you’re incredible.”

“And you’re a simp. Back to the food, would you like pizza or something else? We could do Chinese food or maybe Mexican or-”

As you continued on, all he could do was watch you with a look of admiration. You truly were the love of his life. He had felt so much better since you called and talked to Chan. You hadn’t even told Chan that he had been the main reason for calling. You completely took the blame yourself.

“Honey bun?”

He blinked his eyes and snapped back into reality. “Hm?”

“What do you want to eat?”

“You.”

“What?”

And before you could get out another word, his lips met yours in a sugary sweet kiss.

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