Okay So, I Don't Really Vibe With Anyone's Personality In S5. But The One I'm Actually Attracted To The

Okay so, I don't really vibe with anyone's personality in S5. But the one I'm actually attracted to the most is Eddie and I don't even get it. He's more basic than Wonderbread. But he's just so damned pretty and sweet. Sigh.

Here’s King Edward the Thirst for ya

@vulnerabledime

SOMETIMES, THEY WIN

Horror | Oneshot | Noah/Seb | Smut | Violent

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34560556

Noah agrees to join Bobby and the gang for a group blind date at a haunted corn maze. He assumed it would be another long night of pining after Seb, but when the outting takes a sinister turn, he's got more to worry about than getting up the nerve to talk to his crush. Love can save you out there, but it cannot save you in the maze.

This is a horror story. It's violent and scary and low on fluff, yet smutty. I cannot guarantee anyone's survival. M/M. It's an homage to Children of the Corn, but with a dash of Stardust and a skosh of Supernatural Crowley-esque demons.

Monthly prompt competition from r/LITGFanFiction on Reddit.

My new favorite everything. 10/10 perfect Scots accent.

Lottiana

NGL, I want to see this too. I know it's toxic. I know Suresh is giving off more than reg flags. They're like red flashing lights. But I don't care. I want him to fight Finn. I want him to be going crazy with jealousy. I don't want him. I don't want anyone actually. But I want Suresh to feel nothing but pain and jealousy and heartache. WTF is wrong with me?

This what I want to be seein when that next episode come out w Suresh and Finn

WIP Wednesday (on a Thursday)

Thanks to @daisybarks for resurrecting this tag in our fandom.  

This is an excerpt from an unpublished post-villa Lucas fic that is currently gathering dust until I finish The Sun in my Eyes. Fair warning, it’s spicy and has some naughty language. Viewer discretion advised.

Grace slid her hands over Lucas’s chest, stroking her fingers over the cool fabric of his shirt, and tracing the buttons with her long pink nails. Her touch, even through fabric, burned like fire, but he stood still, fearing a single movement would send her scurrying away again.  

“Did you ever hear us?” she asked softly. “In the villa?”

He swallowed. “All the time.”  

“Do you remember the night when…” she let the words hang.  

“You mean when Bobby purposefully pulled the covers off you while he was eating your cunt so I could see precisely what I couldn’t have?” he said roughly.  

Her breath caught at his choice of words and her fingers continued to worry at a button on his shirt. “Yes. Did it…” she seemed unsure if she should finish her thought.  

“Ask me,” he said, already knowing what she was going to say.

She scraped her teeth over her lower lip, “Did it turn you on?”

“Yes.” That simple answer hung in the air for a moment before he let out a breath. “But I also hated it.”

“Did you ever…” her eyes drifted to his zipper.

“Did I what, Grace?”  

She looked up again, and the heat in her eyes burned into his. “Do you ever… think about it?”

He leaned toward her ear, letting his hot breath sizzle out, making her shiver. “Do I ever stroke my cock thinking about it? Is that what you’re really asking me?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Every day,” he said softly. “Every damned day since.”

She gave the tiniest softest whimper, her parted lips looking red and ripe as berries. He’d never wanted to taste anything more. But he held himself back.  “I remember every sigh and moan you had with him,” he said. “And if we do this, I won’t stop until you don’t remember a single one."  

Her body shook as if she were naked in a snowstorm. She tried to speak but words didn’t seem to come to her.

“Grace,” he said softly, barely hearing himself over the sound of his heart trying to hammer its way out of his rib cage. “I’m not sure you’re ready for this.”

“I’ve been ready since the moment I met you.” Before he knew what she was about, she grabbed his shoulders and kissed him.  

His body lit up, desperate for more of that, but he held himself steady. Until her teeth nipped his lower lip and all steadiness vanished. “Fuck,” he growled. Digging his his hands into her braids, he pushed her against the wall and delivered scorching, biting kisses down her neck. Her hands worked at his shirt now, undoing his buttons. Undoing him. 

He tried to keep what little was left of his head and pulled back from her. “You’ve just had your heart broken...”

“Do you know why I didn’t tell you that Bobby had ghosted me?” She pushed his shirt open and scraped her nails over his firm abdomen, making him grunt. “It was because I was afraid. If I said it out loud, I’d have been on a train and then on your doorstep, begging you to fuck me.”

Pleasure at her words shuddered through him, but he shook his head. “I don’t want to just fuck you. I want more than that.”

“So do I.” She rubbed her palm over the hard on that was straining his pants. His hips jerked and the last thread of resolve stretched thin. 

“I’m not like him.” He pressed his forehead to hers and groaned as her stroking continued. “I’m not just fun-loving and simple. I’m not going o screw you with a giggle. I…” He struggled for the words he’d never been able to find. “I like things my way.”

Her eyes flashed black fire, shining like Lottie’s engagement ring. “Show me how you like it,” she whispered against his mouth.  

Oh. My. God. Okay, here's the thing. I'm a complete and utter SIMP for Levi. He's my favorite fuckboy. I have a whole theory about why he did what he did with Cherry. I just love him because if another chance, he becomes the BEST BOYFRIEND EVER. Four full seasons later, and his final recoupling speech is still my favorite of any LI of any season. He's got dumb hair and a silly tattoo and he's a walking red flag, and for all those reasons, I love him.

Not Levi’s biggest fan, but gotta admit the man is HAWT 🔥

Also, why does everyone in S1 look like a telenovela star?

@mrlevienjoyer