Fragoleeknow

[fragoleeknoww]

Welcome to my blog (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

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✿ Isa (any pronouns)

✿🇮🇹, English is not my first language so sorry in advance for any mistakes

✿ mostly write for ASTV, but might write for Arcane and TLOU :)

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[boy-inluvv]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE A NAMJOON IMAGINE WHERE HES SUPER TIRED AFTER A LONG DAY AT WORK AND THE READER IS LIKE ?? TAKING CARE OF HIM ?? MAKING HIM FOOD AND STUFF ?? OR SOMETHING

Litterally js a fluff pilled namjoon fic could save me rn seriously 🥹🥹

SMARTEST PERSON ALIVE RIGHT HERE ^^^ IM ON IT 🫡

under pressure. namjoon sfw

You hear his bags drop at the front door first, then the sound of his boot against the hardwood floor. It was difficult enough during comeback season- lots of meetings, lots of planning, endless flights, long days and longer evenings…

You go greet him; he looks thoroughly exhausted.

“Welcome home,” you collect him into a hug and he hangs on you like dead weight. It takes him a moment to process you were even hugging him before he brings you closer with strong arms.

“I think I’m dead,” he admits— its the first thing to fly out of his mouth.

“Are you sore?” You question, his injury being the first thing on your mind. “Why are you still standing- come on, sit. — Joonie, please…”

He follows you as you back up into the living room and guide him on the couch. You get down to his level.

“Let me make you something, you probably haven’t eaten in hours.” You offer, “any preference?”

He sighs, running a hand through short dyed-blond hair. “just like- something simple.. I don’t really care as long as it isn’t hard for you to make.”

“Sandwich it is.” You stand, giving him a kiss in the process. “tell me about work, honey. What happened?”

“Nothing abnormal,” he describes, pausing to recollect. “Our team’s translator isn’t doing his job, so filming interviews has me repeating myself over and over again.”

“Well that’s not nothing.” You reply, gathering your ingredients and setting a pan on the stove. You can see him from here in the open-face kitchen. He looks more comfortable now that he’s home.

“Im used to it…” Joon excuses. “That, and I’m tired of not being able to participate like I want to.” He carefully leans to pull the straps of the boot loose so it was just his cast supporting the injury.

“Well, Im glad theyre stopping you. If they didnt you’d be running around on a torn ligament.” You remind him. “You’re not holding any of the boys up by needing rest. They understand.”

“— Sure, but.. this is our year. I want to do something other than sit for the tour.”

“I know,” you reassure him, flipping the sandwich over on the pan so it toasts the opposite side. He glances your way. “That smells good, what are you making?”

“A salmon melt with the grilled salmon we had in the fridge. Im just toasting the bread so its a better texture.”

“Ugh, that looks so good… I love you,” he states- clearly interested (and starving). “So much.”

“— I love you more.” You reply, knowing he’s going to compete with you.

“thats not possible.” He shakes his head. “You cant love me more if I love you most.”

“Oh, really?” You set his sandwich on a plate with a napkin and bring it over. “I love you most-est.”

“Thats not a word.” He takes the plate and you sit down next to him, leaning against his shoulder.

“Yeah, because theres no word in the english language to describe how much I love you.” You retort. “It’s bigger than that.”

He smiles, in disbelief at your stubbornness. “You’re ridiculous,” Namjoon moves to kiss your forehead, then your nose, then you lift your head for a peck to the lips.

“Okay, eat,” you insist. “While it’s still warm.”

[boy-inluvv]

a vision just came to me. would u possibly be interested in writing smth for either namjoon or yoongi where ur both working side by side? either of them on their music and you working on your research for an essay or smth and you end up telling them something interesting in your research and that inspires whatever song he's working on so now there's lyrics in the next song where he's using that detail to reference YOU

I love this concept so much Im going to be writing both, for now I’m starting with Yoongi. Thank you so much for the idea!! 🫶

prod. Suga. Yoongi sfw.

This was supposed to help you study, not serve as a distraction.

And yet here you are, trying to finish the paper you’ve been dreading all week before it’s due tonight. It calls for six to eight pages and you’ve done… four?

Your eyes keep drifting to your boyfriend. You know- the one thats so focused you thought studying in the same room would motivate you? As it turns out, producers talk a lot to themselves…

“No, thats too….” He mutters, flipping through tabs on his computer before picking up his bass again. He’s about a minute into recording when his phone rings. He feels your frustrated stare boring into the back of his head and silences it.

“Sorry— Namjoon is calling,” he stands, snatching his phone. “Any progress?”

“Hardly,” you sigh.

“What are you writing about again? — sorry, tell me when I come back, okay?” He pats your shoulder as he passes by. “Yeah? Hold— I need to step out… yeah, Im with….” He shuts the door behind him.

You type up a few more sentences, feeling no more inspired than you had while he was here. What was he working on, anyway? Nosy, you get out of your seat to peek at his desk. Papers littered with lyrics- or partial lyrics. Themes… random titles out of order. You didn’t really understand the maze that was his computer screen. There was a play button at the top of whatever he was converting to midi. You click it to hear what he’s putting together. Its funky! But it doesn’t have any drums yet. The file is called ‘LYT Draft 4’. Real creative, Yoongi.

He comes back, then. You both stand there in silence looking at each other as he processes what he’s seeing.

“Are you spoiling yourself on the album already?” He asks— not upset, just amused.

“You seemed stuck, so I was looking at what you were doing.” You defend yourself. “I get it. Im stuck too,” you motion to your computer.

“Maybe we can help each other out,” he jokes, returning to his seat. “Why are you stuck?”

“Its hard to find research on space,” you explain. “I took this astronomy class for fun- just interested in stars and whatnot but… now Im actually doing work.” You express.

“Whats your paper on, specifically?”

“The history of a classified planet of my choice. Well, I guess it isn’t a planet anymore.”

“If it isn’t a planet how are you going to get credit?” He muses.

“Because I like pluto.” You fidget. “It deserves to be one, Im arguing for its reclassification.”

“Oh.” He pauses, thinking. You decide to explain it to him.

“Pluto is a planet, technically, but also technically not. It shares its space with too many other things to be considered a major planet orbiting the sun.

“But it’s still orbiting the sun.” He reasons. You try to find an easier explanation. “Pluto is a pushover, it lets too many other things into its space so its not big enough to join the club.”

“Thank you.” He grins. “Because that makes even more sense….” He spins in his office chair. “Pluto….” He repeats, thinking. You see him write something down in your peripheral vision.

“Actually, it’s not even called Pluto.” You recall, just spewing space facts at this point. “Because names are only for major planets.”

“Oh— really? No wonder people feel bad…” he’s nodding. You wouldnt be able to tell but he’s giddy with excitement from the goldmine he just hit. “What’s your argument for it being a planet then?”

Yoongi is texting Namjoon frantically— this was about to be a great love song. Perfect for Tear.

“Because it- it has everything a planet needs!” You express, realizing this is helping you organize your thoughts. You open a new tab to write list of reasons. “It has a glacier, uh- a body of water…”

“I know what a glacier is,” he replies, focused on writing lyrics while he listens.

“Right. Well, it has mountains too, and its perfectly round— all planets need to be round, did you know that?”

“No,”

“Yeah. It’s gotta be round otherwise it doesn’t orbit the right way. So it orbits, it has enough active geography to be a planet….”

“You’re a nerd,” he finds himself snickering at your passionate rambling. “I love you.”

“I love you too!” You chime, tapping away at your keyboard.

“This is going to make a great song,” he leans back in his seat, lazily searching for something, then changing the draft title to ‘LYT : 134340 (pluto)’

“What?” You ask, glancing over.

“Im making this song about your planet,”

“You are not!” You exclaim, delighted to have inspired him.

“I am— you’re my muse,” his eyes light up at the way you practically bound over to him to give him a hug.

“It’s gonna be my song!” You smile, he stiffens at first, but hugs you back without a second thought.

[tonowarii]

can we have light nsfw with spider x human!reader and they are like making out and spider (being the teenage boy he is gets handsy) one thing leads to another and there just exploring each others bodies not really knowing what there doing since they’ve never been to earth and never been taught about it but they just have that sexual feeling and later reader tells jake? or norm? about it and they sit reader and spider both down and explain to them and tell them they have too be careful when they get feelings like this for one another.🤭🤭

SORRY IF THATS ALOT TOO ASK FOR BUT I NEED MORE SPIDER LOVE THERES TOO MUCH SLANDER ABOUT HIM IT HURTS MY HEART RHIS MIGHT OFFENDED PEOPLE BUT HES MY FAVOURITE AND IM ASHAMED TO SAY IT YA HEAR ME🧏🏾‍♀️🧏🏾‍♀️🧏🏾‍♀️🧏🏾‍♀️🧏🏾‍♀️🧏🏾‍♀️

my hearttttt 😩💕 tried to make this as wholesome as possible, hope you liked it!

tag: @liyahsocorro

Code Blue

Spider Socorro x GN! Human! Reader

wc: 1.2k

warning/s: mature themes but nothing too explicit, kissing and touching, spider and reader are both 18! and somebody catches them in the end 🤣

You and Spider had the lab all to yourselves.

That wasn’t too great of an idea considering you two were teenagers, who were in a relationship, and now having time to yourselves and being left with your reckless selves… well- it was a mess.

“So..um..” You spoke up, the silence was getting the best of you. “Hm?” Spider perks his head up at you while he was inspecting some writings on the table.

“Do you want to do something…?” You ask Spider. “Maybe go outside, play a game or two…?” As you heard yourself, you suddenly found it stupid, but hey, you’ve got nothing to do.

Spider tilts his head, eyes squinting in thought.

“I want to try something.”

That sentence alone made you nervous, but what got your heart beating is that Spider was now in front of you, looking at you. “What’s that?” You gulped.

Spider found himself backing you until the back of your legs hit the edge of the table, making you gasp. “Spider, what are you planning?” You asked nervously.

He gulps. “Can I..?”

You did not know what was coming, but you didn’t refuse.

Spider then hoists you up, making you jump as it only aided him in sitting you upon the table. “Spider!” You gasp as he laughs, placing his forehead against your shoulder. “Sorry.”

Then only you realized the awkward position you two were in. You were sat on the table, your legs pressed on his either side while he was pressed up against you, making you blush and an unknown feeling bubble up in your gut.

Unbeknownst to you, Spider could feel the same feeling pooling in his gut as he has his forehead pressed onto your shoulder. With a daring move, he softly lays a kiss on your shoulder, making you shiver at the new feeling.

“Spider…” You whisper, making him pull away and look at you. Your unreadable expression made Spider almost regret his actions. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-“ He was about to pull you back to stand when you shake your head, using your hands to tug him back close to you.

“Kiss me.”

It looked like the two of you were taken aback from what you just said as the two of you stared at each other in silence, your heart booming in your chest, afraid that you just pushed your limit.

Spider then slowly inched closer, closer, and closer until your faces were inches apart. “Okay.” He spoke in a low voice, almost a whisper.

Then you found yourself closing your eyes when his mouth met yours.

The two of you weren’t exactly skilled in this, you’ve only ever kissed a few times and it was just simple pecks on the lips, or on the cheek and forehead in the span of your relationship. And you never even kissed outside the lab because of your damned exopacks.

But now as his lips longed on yours, you found the feeling exciting, placing your hands on his cheeks, pulling him closer, slowly kissing him back.

It was hard finding a good rhythm at first, but the second you got in tune with him, it felt like you didn’t want to part any time soon. You both found yourself taking quick breaths before being on each other again.

Then you felt Spider’s hand, that was safely placed on either side of you on the table, start to move on their own accord. Slowly, his hands climbed up to your hips, then to your waist, up your sides, then back down on your waist, his one hand giving a soft squeeze making you gasp into the kiss.

“Damn…” You hear him whisper through the kiss as you laugh, suddenly feeling shy as you pulled away, looking at his hands on your waist. You only realized how much Spider had an effect on you. It was irresistible as you found yourself pulling him close again, bringing your lips back together, now it was your turn to have your hands on him.

Only then you felt how strong his body was, how his muscles tensed under your touch, how his biceps felt, down to his toned chest and stomach due to his nature of climbing and running. You could feel Spider take a breath, his stomach muscles flexing under your touch, now you transferred your hands to his chest.

Your lips were locked, getting hotter by the second as the feeling in your gut only grew, you didn’t know what was happening, but you only knew Spider was easing the pain. You sigh, nails digging onto Spider’s torso, making him wince slightly.

Pulling away from him, you took the time to catch your breath, so did he. Both of you were staring at each other, panting. His hands were now positioned behind your hip, giving a gentle squeeze as his eyes were wide.

“Uhm... wow.” He breathes out, absolutely drunk in love as he stares at you, goofy grin on his face. “I-“ You spoke, the both of you were rendered speechless, but what happened was still implanted on your mind.

“Do- do you feel it too?” You ask out of the blue; you weren’t even sure if Spider got what you said. But his answer proved he did.

“Y-yeah… its- it’s weird.”

You blush. “M-maybe we could do it more some-“ Spider was about to say when he was interrupted by a door opening.

“Hey guys, we’re back- Woah, woah , woah hey!” Both of you jumped at Norm’s voice as he saw the position you two were in. “Oh my god!” Norm said, his eyes screwed shut as the two of you fix yourselves, you hopped off the table, standing upright with Spider beside you, embarrassment now replaced the unknown feeling.

“Guys-“ Norm said, now opening his eyes to find the two of you standing awkwardly. He facepalms, muttering under his breath. “I can’t believe I’m actually going to give the talk, its 2172 for goodness’s sake.”

You and Spider look at each other curiously, before turning your eyes back on Norm.

“Hold on, I can’t do this on my own.” Norm said, leaving the shack.

Now the two of you were sat in front of Jake and Norm. Jake was complaining why he had to get dragged into this, but Norm only said, “It’s your kid too, man!”

The embarrassment was still planted in both you and Spider.

“Okay, first off, guys. What you two were doing is fine, its normal, everybody has done it in their lives, even back on earth.” Norm explained as the two of you stayed silent.

“But you guys must know your limitations, okay? So how do I begin this-“

After that long lecture from Norm and Jake, who only participated by adding jokes to make things lighthearted, you and Spider now find yourselves outside to get some fresh air after that whole ordeal.

“I can’t believe that happened!” You groan, covering your face, or mask, in your hands. Spider laughs, holding your hands so he could pry them away from your face.

“I mean, at least we learned something new, right? We know what that feeling’s called…” Spider said, trailing off. “I guess…” You sigh.

Spider holds your hand in his, smiling cheekily at you. “But earlier was amazing. Y’think we could do it again sometime?” This boy and his hormones! All you could do was laugh and shake your head.

“Sure, unless we get caught by Norm again.”

[kurogxrix]

Dating Miles ‘spider’ Socorro HEADCANONS

[ human!reader ]

Be ready for an emotional ass adventure because my boy is a PACKAGE full of trauma and issues.

He’s been neglected by his father and his mother (and father in a way) died, so when he first started getting close to you and found that feeling of comfort that he looked for within you, he knew that you were the one.

He’s the sweetest and most honest boy.

So considering that, he felt guilty at first because he thought that it was kinda like he was using you to get over his own trauma.

You told him that you didn’t care if he did and that you’d always be here for him (lovesick puppy kinda vibes).

Soon enough the both of you grew closer and closer, under the suspicion of the scientist that surrounded you. He couldn’t deny the fast paced beating of his heart each time you’d cross his mind anymore.

You call him Spider too because you know how much he dislikes his actual name </3.

Norm was extremely suspicious of the both of you, so he did his best to keep Spider away from your room whenever no one was around to keep an eye.

He’s just wary of those teenage boys and their spiking hormones ok.

He was right to be hesitant because he was the one that had caught the both of you making out in the janitors closet.

Don’t blame it on y’all there’s really no private spots in this damn lab, plus with Norm watching if it’s only you that enters your room every night.

Plus with those damned exopacks, you can’t really do any kissing stuff outside of the lab.

Max defo had to give y’all the most awkward talk of his entire life after that cause norm was DONE.

PHYSICAL TOUCH is his love language because he didn’t receive much physical love growing up.

If you don’t like it in public then he ain’t even laying a pinky on you, but once y’all are behind closed doors, he’s got you all cuddled up and locked tightly in his arms.

Talking about physical touch, this guy can’t keep his hands from wondering all over your body ever since he found out how amazing it felt when his hands trailed and grabbed.

He’s a TEENAGE boy and not a kid anymore, it’s normal for him to feel this way😭.

He doesn’t seem like the type to lash out when he’s upset so the both of you don’t fight that often, mostly on stupid little things.

Like once the both of you argued on who had to do the dishes so you offered to do a rock-paper-scissors match to make it fair. You won as always and he was left sulking for the rest of the night.

You help him retwist his hair when he needs it, and the boy quite literally melts in your hold. His locs are mature now so you don’t really gotta do it often anymore.

Lo’ak just relentlessly teases Spider for being lovesick so the both of you tease him for being hoeless.

He’ll definitely come with you every time you want to go wandering around the forest. Says something about having to protect you from the ruthless predators.

You picked up on his diet after the both of you started dating, and you have to admit that eating like the na’vi is so much better than the junk inside the lab kitchens.

He has a defined physique and running around the forest definitely isn’t what keeps in in such way. So you accompany him and peacefully read a book while he works his ass off in that lab gym.

Will ask you to sit criss-crossed on his back while he does pushups.

What a show off.

The type of boyfriend to brag whenever he opens a tightly sealed jar for you, while calling you weak, in an endearing way..?

If the both of you spend an entire day or two away from each other, he’ll hug you so tight when he sees you again that you’ll literally have to gasp for air once he lets you go.

You guys have monthly movie night dates where Spider waits until you’ve signaled him that Norm isn’t checking up on that damned room door.

He goes stealing snacks around the lab for those days and nearly gets caught by the other avatars.

Spider wishes he could bring you on dates outside at night like the other na’vi men do but he knows that it’s dangerous as a human so he can’t.

He doesn’t let that discourage him though, if a picnic on the lab outskirts at midnight is the closest that the both of you will get to a nightly date, then so be it.

You know that he’s a na’vi wannabe but you don’t make fun of him for it.

You help him paint the blue stripes on his body because he refuses that anyone else’s does it for him.

At the end of the day he’s just a boy with a lotta shit going on in his life but you guys love each other to no ends so you get through it together 🫶🏽

[ i refuse to age him up in this because it’s normal for teenagers to explore themselves and others and y’all gotta understand that. now writing smut while he’s his canonical age is what’s WEIRD😟 ]

[radbirdtheorist]

BRU PLZ STOP TAGGING Y'ALL FICS WRONG, I DON'T WANT TO READ A OC X WHOEVER,

I WANT MY F*CKING X READER

[softctrll]

The real barbie is Y/n.

Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.

[l0caltiredgirl]

when i want fluff/angst fics and all i’m getting is smut

the struggle is real

[sky-is-the-limit]

[acidblum-deactivated20260410]

credits

[violetscowgirl-deactivated20250]

AND THE CROWD IS- taking their clothes off…?

i don’t know

artist - @mulyiddie on twt

[punimir]

insert bitter caption

[radfemsevika]

me: ugh i don't understand what girls find interesting and attractive in those straight toxic romance books. the men are always so abusive and possessive

me, with toxic! sevika/vi/abby/ellie fics:

[emo-trash101]

since your rodrick request are open

some bf head cannons for him?? 🤗💗

OMG I WOULD LOVE TO DO THIS???? UHM YIPPEE

Rodrick Heffley x Reader

Pronouns: Second person, referenced boyfriend meme but it can be taken in any way

TW: Stinky bro, Greg, uh more stinky

- So first off, general headcannons is he def is like, bisexual. His eyeliner is too good for him to be straight/j

- Also his main love languages are definitely acts of service and touch

- But onto like, genuine relationship thingy

- As much as I love him, he is a stinky little guy dude

- He showers like, once a week maximum, and washes his clothes somehow less. It takes copious amounts of coaxing to get him to start legitimately showering

- He obviously listens to you better than his parents, so he starts showering a little more than he did before (his family thanks you)

- mind you he goes from like, 1 shower a week to 2.5 so I mean progress is progress

- Speaking of his family, Susan loves you regardless of your gender

- She's just glad that someone is getting him to be a functioning member of society instead of a dirty mole rat

- Greg is uh...freaky bro

- he writes about you in his journal (you get ur own goofy stick figure) and either low-key has a crush on you or actually despises you with his entire being

- It depends on if you're a lot like Rodrick or if you have that sweet charm turned on for him family

- Frank is actually terrified of y'all's relationship ending, because he was getting tired of yelling at Rodrick to turn his music down, or clean his room, and you actually get him to do that

- He has a heart attack every time Rodrick does some stupid shit or you both get into a spat

- Luckily apology kisses are an actual thing

- He also is chronically obsessed with PDA

- Whether it's the dining table, living room, school, random store, bro is in contact with you in some way

- He also considers taking you to random places as dates

- For y'all's first date he took you to a random forest and carved your initials into a tree

- And then you both got crappy gas station food and hung out at the park

- You also became manager of the band???

- You literally didn't apply for the position but you have it now

- It causes some... interesting arguments

- Rodrick is possessive, to like a goofy ah degree

- So if any of the band members are checking you out for like, any reason, he's calling them out

- or just loudly playing his drums to annoy the guy away from you

- he gives, I got that dog in me and the dog is a Chihuahua vibes

- but he's sweet with you

- He likes to just lay on your lap and let you play with his hair

- And he kisses kinda low-key bad at first, but he makes up for it with enthusiasm

- He's so happy you're with him, like incredibly happy

- This picture is actually him on a daily basis

- Every time you show up at his house for literally any reason he gets a huge dorky smile on his face and he's just like "Yeah Greg, my partner is here"

- Greg is not amused

- But you are :)

GUYS I PROMISE I LOVE HIM AND HIS STINK IM JUST MEAN 🙏🙏🙏

Anyways make sure you eat food and drink water 🫶

[mimi-maru]

[ideologyofone]

Do you think we’re soulmates in another universe?

[phanfuckingtasmal]

im sorry but i cannot stop thinking about isha's pastel memories that play during her sacrifice scene.

look at how full of colour this beautiful fuckin shot is:

it's been well established in episodes 4-6 how grim and dark the undercity has become under cait and ambessa's new rule. but look at how isha sees/remembers it - because of jinx.

jinx, who went through a severe childhood trauma that has carried over into her present self - she covers extremely destructive weapons and grenades in bright pinks and blues, neons, childlike doodles, graffiti. (joy and destruction, powder and jinx, a contrast so striking it becomes like a signature for her).

and then we see the world through isha's eyes. when we meet her in episode 2, she's running through sewers, from goons dressed in black; it's grimy and grim. and then all of her recent memories are done in these childlike pastel, almost crayon-y sketches. because what isha saw was jinx covering a dark and grim world in colours.

and so isha covered her world in colour, too.

because jinx made her world bright.

isha looked at jinx and saw the child in her. she saw powder and she saw jinx. she saw joy and destruction. and that's why jinx gave isha so much hope. isha knew the world was grim and dark - but then she watched jinx, and she learned that you can paint over all that grim darkness with neon blue spray paint.

that's why isha believed in hope. that's why in her final moments - in a scene that is lit dimly and dramatically - she sees nothing but a bright world coloured in pastels.

never underestimate the hope of a child.

[fragoleeknoww]

Pressing the post button is optional 😘😜 (thank you you made me cry)