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kaizoku-musume · 8 months ago

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Deal the Deck

Entry #11 in @xxsycamore’s Visions of Temptation kinktober event (shh, don't tell anyone I forgot to post this one before #12). Link to fic on A03.

Fandom: The Arcana

Pairing: Julian x OC (Casimir)

Word count: 1.6k

Prompts: Frottage | Accidental Stimulation

“Remember to clean it once a week with the solution I told you about,” Casimir called out to the last customer of the day as they left the shop. It was nearing closing time, so he doubted anyone else would stop by in the last few minutes. He began clearing up the shelf full of knick-knacks, magical items, and spell books, putting them in their respective places in cupboards and chests and armoires in the shop. He and Julian would be away on a trip by the next business day, and Casimir felt better when everything was locked away on the off chance someone managed to get past the wards on the shop.

Julian, who had been hiding in the back of the shop doing who knew what-organizing his own things, practicing what little magic he’d been able to manage so far, coming up with more ways to unknowingly torment Cas-in order to stay out of the way of the sale, slipped back into the main room so he could start helping Cas put things away. “Far be it from me to question your methods, my dear, but has the shop ever been broken into in all the time it’s been open?” Julian said even as he arranged a cluster of charmed writing quills into their appointed place in a cabinet. “Surely you can have some faith in the strength of your magic.”

“You broke in. Twice, in fact,” Casimir countered matter-of-factly.

“Excuse m-broke in?!” Julian sputtered, hand going to his chest in mock outrage, “I did no such thing. I entered-”

“Snuck in,” Cas corrected.

“Entered in a completely normal manner while the lantern was on,” Julian continued smoothly, “Which i did not have to do, as you well know, since you took my key the next time I showed up.”

“The second time you broke in, you mean,” Cassie said, playing along.

“If I used a key, it doesn’t count as breaking in,” Julian argued. He took advantage of his gangly limbs to scamper about the shop, snatching up trinkets before Casimir could reach them just so he could arrange them in funny ways in storage, like having figurines of the Arcana posed in romantic or antagonistic positions. Cassie should probably tell him off for possibly disrespecting the spirits who very much could choose to retaliate, but it was hard to dissuade him when he set the Fool and Hanged Man so close together, with the Devil off in the corner of the cabinet, facing the walls like he was in time-out.

“That’s funny, because when you were trying to impress Nadia’s siblings the last time we visited Prakra, you bragged about breaking into a bunch of places, including my shop,” Cas scanned the storefront for anything else that needed to be put away. Nearly everything else was behind the glass counter; they weren’t too worried about the curios scattered about in the other rooms as much as everything actually on the main floor.

Cas’ tarot cards sat on a shelf (they liked having them nearby-too much history there to simply keep them in the reading room). Those were definitely getting packed up for the journey, so Casimir picked them up and began absent-mindedly shuffling them.

“Ah ah ah!” Julian crowed, voice slightly muffled by the trunk full of random stuff Casimir still hadn’t organized. “You’re conveniently forgetting our agreement that-ahem-embellishments,” he pointedly ignored Casimir’s snort, “don’t count as admissions of guilt.” He heaved himself back up to his full height, slamming the lid down with relish.

“Oh, I didn’t forget,” Cas said. Julian propped himself up against one of the closets before turning to face Cas, gaze immediately falling to the deck in Casimir’s hands. Now that an audience was watching, Casimir added a few tricks to his shuffling, wrists snapping fluidly as he sent half the deck cascading from one hand to the other. “I’m just not sure you can call it an embellishment when you literally broke in. Now if you want to admit you were lying to them, that’s another story.” Casimir flicked his fingers with finality as he spun a single card on his index before dropping it to join one half of the deck, clapping them together into pin-straight uniformity.

There was a suspicious silence on Julian’s end; for someone who loved to have the last word, giving up so soon and so quietly was an indication that something was wrong. Cassie looked up to find Julian staring intensely at the tarot cards, a familiar flush to his face. Oh. It wasn’t the cards he was looking at, then. Well, Julian did always go on and on about how much he loved Casimir’s hands on him.

“Really?” Casimir couldn’t resist teasing. He stroked a thumb against the edges of the cards from bottom to top, watching Julian’s reaction. Julian licked his lips, legs shifting to adjust his stance. Casimir noticed a tell-tale bulge in Julian’s pants.

“What can I say?” Julian tried to play off his instant arousal, “You know me, Cas, always up for anything you do.”

Casimir snorted, “Okay, that one was horrible, and I’m honestly surprised you haven’t used it until now. Very low hanging fruit you were relying on there, Julian.” Cas set the deck of cards on the glass counter and summoned the chair behind it to scoot around until it came to a stop right next to them. They sat down with their legs spread enticingly. “Come here then, hun, and let me take care of you.”

“You really don’t have to indulge me every time,” Julian protested even as he obeyed Casimir’s request. Cassie guided him to sit in his lap, straddling their thighs and facing each other, barely a hair’s breadth apart.

“For the last time, it’s not about having to but wanting to,” Cas said, one hand latching onto Julian’s hip and the other slipping under his shirt to glide across his skin. Using his grip on Julian’s lithe waist, Casimir urged him to start rocking against his thigh. Julian sighed and tipped his head back, baring the line of his throat, holding onto Cas’ shoulders for support and leverage. See, how could he ever deny Julain when he took this well to pleasure? “Seeing you turned on turns me on.” It wasn’t like Casimir didn’t get equally fixated on some of Julian’s quirks, after all. One of these days, Julian would come to accept that Casimir’s libido was as high as his.

“That’s certainly true,” Julian agreed, gasping and jerking his hips when Casimir scratched his nails down his sides, drawing deep red lines along alabaster skin. “You do love-ah!-having me in the palm of your hand, so to speak.”

“You’re so ridiculous,” Cas leaned forward and nosed at Julian’s Adam's apple, nuzzling the sensitive skin there.

Julian whines, arching his neck even further into Cassie’s face. Casimir knew exactly what Julian wanted, but the mage kept to chaste, closed-mouth kisses for now, simply because he knew it would frustrate Julian. “But am I wrong?” Julian challenged, running one hand through Casimir’s sage green hair. Cas caught himself before he could make a noise.

In retaliation, Casimir bucked his thigh against Julian’s groin, but Julian laughed in response, riding the motion like an expert-as well he should be with all the times he’s bounced on Cas’ cock. “You’re right and you know it,” Casimir gave a cheeky pinch to Julian’s nipple, and that got a yelp out of him. The hand on Julain’s hip shifted to cup his ass, drawing Julian into a dirty grind against Cas’ own newly hard cock that had both of them moaning.

With shaking hands, Julian pawed at Casimir’s pants, undoing the drawstring so he could tug Casimir’s cock out of its confines. Almost as an afterthought, Julian freed his own cock from his ridiculously tight pants by nothing short of a miracle. He scooted forward the last bit to press them together waist to waist, chest to chest, cock to cock. With a hand braced on Cassie’s lower back, Julian started riding their lap in earnest, the roll of his hips a salacious grind that had Casimir groaning into Julian’s neck. Fuck, no one had hips that swayed like Julian’s, and he often put them to good use.

“Do you want to hear what else I know?” Julian continued before Casimir could say anything, whispering in their ear, “I know you like it when I take you in hand too.” He bit at the tip of Cas’ ear, tongue tracing the outer shell, dipping inside briefly before Julian sucked on the soft cartilage of his earlobe. Casimir whimpered and bucked their hips, struggling to gain much traction with Julian’s weight on top of them. To make up for it, they gripped Julian’s ass in both hands and tugged him even closer, helping guide Julian’s hips in a lewd lap dance. The rush of precome from both of them helped soothe the bump and grind of their cocks rubbing together.

“Shut up and stop being so sexy,” Casimir complained, scraping his teeth along Julian’s neck like the doctor wanted, biting down on a spot near his collarbone where the skin was more stretched and delicate. Julian moaned, his hips rutting forward desperately. Cas wasn’t sure who went for it first, but all of a sudden they were kissing, an uncoordinated meeting of lips and teeth, gasps flowing between them.

It wasn;t long before they were both coming, their shirts a casualty in the resulting mess. The pair leaned their foreheads together, clutching each other close in the aftermath. There was still much to do: they both had a tendency to leave packing to the last minute, and Cassie had to set the wards, but it was nice to just . . . take in a moment of relative calm together.

#my fics #visions of temptation 2023 #the arcana #julian devorak #kinktober #age appropriate

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sullustangin · 9 months ago

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Fluffy February Day 23: Dance

A/N: I am officially now caught up, with Reward being posted earlier today and Sacrifice and Partners being posted yesterday.

Time: 25 ATC, 6 months post Eva and Theron getting married.

This is part of that yet-to be-fully-written fic about the galactic celebration for the end of the Eternal Empire/Fleet that Lana planned, because she didn't get the coronation for Eva that she wanted. The first part was prompted by @commanderlurker back in 2021. Then I commissioned @caffeinatedrogue to illustrate the outfits for the gala...

And now I'm about another 2000 words into this venture, but y'all are getting the most relevant 924 for Fluffy February 2024.

“Oh, no.”

At some course in between the main and dessert (Eva forgot how much cheese and more wine had pass through her hands and/or paid an extended visit), Theron said something that sounded more sad than snarky, for once.

“What?” she purred over the rim of her wine glass.

“Jace.”

“Are you still –”

“No. Not that.”

Eva finally looked over at Theron and then followed his gaze to –

Jace.

And Satele. She’d shown up. She’d actually shown up, and in her old Jedi robes – not the recent ones. The ones with the gold trim, her hair neatly braided. She actually looked like she was here to politely celebrate and mingle, as if she hadn’t disappeared.

…

Eva realized she hadn’t said anything to Theron, again.

But based on his expression, Theron wasn’t think of that right now. “…I worked security at one of these things, years ago. Before I knew who he was.” Theron shifted in his seat and took a big swallow of his glass of wine before continuing. “It was really, really sad then. When I found out everything… it hit me like a sack of rocks later.”

Eva shifted closer in her seat toward him, so he could keep his voice low.

“He asked her to dance. One more time, for old time’s sake.”

Almost in pantomime, Eva saw the same thing playing out again.

“She refused him. He told her he understood, that he wasn’t going to try to start something or win an argument. He just wanted to celebrate with someone ….”

Theron’s hesitance won Eva’s attention again. There was some dull and dead outrage there, some sort of frustration. But mostly, Theron just looked sad. “Someone who survived the war like he did. Someone, who saw it all, like he did. He wanted to dance with his friend.”

Theron carefully, deliberately met her gaze, as if concerned his emotions would spill all over the table and interrupt dinner. His hand found hers.

And there was Jace, reaching one more time, and having nothing in his hands. Not even his old friend.

Satele had already turned and found a convenient floor-to-ceiling window, disappearing behind the curtain. Eva knew she was a good enough slicer to escape out the window. So did Theron. They didn’t move to stop her.

Time to dance, Eva decided, with one last glug of wine.

“Colonel Malcom.”

His heart in some strange place between his boots and his throat, he turned, already correcting the speaker, “That’s Supreme Commander –”

Jace stopped himself. Eva. Theron’s wife. The Commander of the Alliance.

He felt himself come off the high wire that Satele always put him on. If she wasn’t a Jedi, he’d wonder if it was on purpose. He knew it wasn’t, but that didn’t stop him from feeling that way, all the ways, he did about her. “I haven’t been Colonel since Alderaan.”

“And you’d have to be what, twenty-seven years younger now in order to take me out to dinner?” came the quick-as-a-whip answer.

And suddenly, he was back in that room with Brom and that absolutely audacious smuggler –

Jace’s brain stalled as he realized --

“I knew I’d met you before,” Jace managed say, staring at her. “It…it just wasn’t at Keylander.”

Eva smiled, mischievous and high-spirited, looking more like she did at 23(ish?) than she did now at 30 (Jace had sent a Jawagram, like he did for Theron).

And then, a moment of absolute, abject panic. “Does Theron know that you --?”

“We’ve been joking about that dinner offer for ten years. On and off,” she replied, waggling her hand in reference to the years lost in carbonite. As if it was joke, and it didn’t mean so much to them –

Eva rolled on, as ever, ebullient and the absolute life of the party. “So, obviously, I’m going home with Theron tonight, and I’ve already had dinner. What say we have a dance?”

Jace felt his mouth drop open, slightly, but only for a second. “I – it’s not necessary.”

…as smart as he knew he could be, it was only now that Jace realized she had seen Satele and felt bad for him and –

Probably, so had Theron. Jace cast a look over at the table where Eva and Theron had been sitting.

…there wasn’t an empty seat beside Eva’s. Theron was still there, talking to the woman who had sat at Eva’s left, Lana Beniko.

…he hadn’t chased after her. He hadn’t left Eva behind.

….good for him. Good for them.

“Oh, come on, Colonel. One dance between old friends.” Then Eva let a pause come between them, just long enough to make him look at her and that really pretty dress. “Your feet will thank you for my friendship with Lenn of House Teraan.”

That name clicked, in a bad way, for Jace. “He… you know he didn’t survive the Eternal Fleet barrage on Alderaan.”

Undeterred, Eva straightened up, and suddenly, she was every bit … not the Voidhound, not a queen or empress, but someone who certainly demanded that sort of reverence: the Captain. “We’ll toast to absent friends later. The living can dance.”

As if by magic (or on cue, knowing her), the band struck up some ubiquitous waltz that everyone had danced to before, and Jace picked up the first step, and off they spun.

Jace supposed, twelve years after he’d turned her down for dinner and six months after she’d married his son, he and Eva were old friends.

And after a few wars, that was hard to find.

@fluffyfebruary

#fluffy february #swtor fan fiction #theron shan #jace malcom #oc: eva corolastor #theron shan x smuggler

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annahxredaxted · 1 year ago

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Music to my ears.

Sweetheart is a well known musician! Milo owns a big record label company! Put two and two together you find love. But it didn’t always start that way.

Pairing: Milo/Sweetheart

Type: music

Tw: cursing.

For the sake of my fingers I’m gonna use Doja cats music bc it seems like something that would seduce milo. So uhm creds to Doja ig.

———

“I understand I’ll be there tomorrow to record. Yeah, I get that, I’m sorry.” They excused their absence, to their manager and best friend— Harv.

Sweethearts cursed themselves out, missing another recording session, for absolutely no reason- well actually scratch that, they did have a reason, it just wasn't one they could use to get off doing their job.

“Yes I promise, I swear, okay. Yeah you too bye.” Sweetheart clicked the big red button, nearly slamming their phone on the counter in front of them- sighing.

Stress and worry flooded their mind, and they nearly broke down- but they persevered, I mean of course they always did. The night before they got dumped, by some guy they’d dated for a month or two. Not a biggie- but the things he’d said about them, and their characteristics and flaws hurt them deeply. Now they weren’t one to let shit get to them but damn, he just didn’t stop.

They were under a lot of toil with the deadline of their new album and all, and frankly they just wanted to rest- but a fact be a fact they are not a quitter.

sweetheart put all that behind them, they figured they should just cool off, calm down, and chill out for a minute- so they concluded they'd have a shower.

they made their way to their bathroom, going through the labyrinth of hallways in their house that their father had conveniently left them. they went into the master bedroom, placing their phone on their bed, all they wanted was a 15-minute break- nothing long, nothing extreme, just 15 minutes.

they turned the knob, stepping feet first into the shower, the hot water a brief relief for their aching muscles, sore from their workout they’d just finished.

Eventually their shower came to an end, they stepped out grabbing their towel and getting dressed, some clean sweats and a tee.

Of course they forgot the show tonight.

—

They stared at the “Where are you.” Text from their crew for a good 10 seconds before running to the garage.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.” They repeated like a mantra in their head, they made every arrangement and every detail to the T but when it was actually time for the show they forget.

They grabbed a random outfit, throwing it in the back of their car, and driving off to the stadium.

Stress filled their mind, sweat made its way to their forehead, trickling slowly but surely down their brow.

the worries of still not being able to impress flooded their brain, and fear of not being good enough went with it. they were in a constant state of stress, and they felt as if they never had any sense of closure.

finally, after a long mental pounding, they arrived at the stadium, sweetheart let out a breath they weren't aware they'd had been holding. they hopped out of the car grabbing all their shit and sprinting to their dressing room.

could anything go wrong? yes.

their endeavor to the dressing room was cut short when they crash straight into someone, crashing into his shoulder face first. ow. they thought.

"What the fuck?" they said looking up at the guy- the extremely handsome guy....

"Oh, I am so sorry- here," he held his hand out to them as they laid still on the floor, processing what had happened.

"he has a nice voice.." they thought before mentally slapping themself.

they rejected the help, hopping to their feet quickly, running off.

"it's fine just be careful." those were the last words before they ran off.

Milo Greer was heavily intrigued.

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screaming crowds were definitely no mystery to sweetheart. they had seen hundreds over the years, nor was writing their signature at the speed of light- or changing their phone number or going to some outrageous lengths to guarantee safety. But what was a mystery was that feeling they got when that saw Him.

They'd figured they were nauseous or something more believable. not love- that was something they hadn't experienced. maybe a few flings, a couple hookups. Never Love.

sweetheart genuinely didn't think they'd ever feel love. them? Have someone love them for well, being them. they assumed wishful thinking; love was a joke for them. sure, they wrote all these songs, but they weren't about something they'd experienced, they were something that would sell. sure, it was something they'd like to experience someday. but not today.

"I found it hard to find someone like you..." they sang, the words fell off their tongue and onto their lips so gracefully.

"I can't sleep no more,"

"In my head we belong"

"And I can't be without you...,"

"Why can't I find no one like you?"

Milo noticed it, the way they looked as if their earthly body was ascending and their soul took over, their eyes closed and serene, sweat beading up on their forehead. he deeply was mesmerized...

they finished the song, taking a quick breath and a sip of water as the congregation roared their name, screaming and clapping their asses off.

Milo placed his clipboard under his armpit and clapped as well, a smirk gracing his face.

"(sweetheart) you did amazing," Harv complimented, putting a little sing-songiness on the last word, laughing, ", per usual."

sweetheart smiled, "thank you I try." they admitted.

Harv had that look on his face when you remember something,

"Oh yeah! a recruiting agent was in the audience tonight. he owns a record label!" he exclaimed running out to go get him.

sweetheart sighed, of course, they had a screwup day when someone important was there.

oh. it was him. they thought.

Milo strode into the room; this guy radiated a proud gait and an ego. he was wearing all white- bold move. it accentuated his dark skin and made his stature heavenly, a gold chain drooped on his neck going down to his collar bone due to the top buttons of his white polo being undone, a piercing of the same precious metal on his lobe.

he was hot. not just attractive but extremely beautiful.

don't think that. they mentally screamed at themself.

"Hey there Sweetheart," he said grinning, arms crossed highlighting his biceps in the empty stadium's light.

they scowled. "Do I know you?" they asked, pushing past those persistent feelings.

he chuckled. "Not personally- but I could get to know you." he said, raising an eyebrow, "i came to make you an offer." he winked. he was coming off heavily flirtatious- but they had no complaints.

"I'm listening." they offered their statement back, crossing their arms in retaliation.

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that's all I got right now, and also i deeply apologies for not having posted any Fics recently but i guarantee I'm working on them :))

Tag list:

@itsdaifuku @shellssstuff @verrverii @youisagayhooman @darlin-collins @mrsmiagreer

#redacted asmr #redacted milo #redacted sweetheart #singer!reader #singer!sweetheart #AU #i make the rules

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some-pers0n · 1 year ago

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Oh boy do I have my *hot* take(s) :)

Sunny should've gotten (better) princess treatment

Nightwings should've allied with the Icewings and then betrayed them in the climax of the war(when one or two of the sisters keel)

Glory should've been more fiery like Tsunami and not played into the 'lazy rainwing' troupe, and shouldn't have had her heritage discovered the way it was/if at all

Morrowseer was (mostly) right to act the way he did

Darkstalker shouldn't have been so *teehee nobody knows I'm evil except for one convenient dragon*

Sending the *Icewing* Talons of Peace member for a skywing egg was actually the worst decision(from the prologue in book 1 iirc)

Scavengers should've pulled off another big stunt in the first/second arc, maybe not killing a queen, but somebody important and framing it on a dragon to ignite the post-/war

Starflight should've been a hybrid (preferably 1/4 or 1/2 icewing for *drama*)

Blister is the coolest but worst sister and deserved to suffer more losses(maybe having someone close to her die)(if she could've had actual friends to begin with)

More sandwings should've become outraged at Thorn (particularly Burn followers)(bc they're already kinda kookoo)

Kestrel should've lived longer even though her end was a badass plot twist

Ruby's story was so foolish, no one could possibly be that ditzy except maybe Blaze

Dream visitors (dreams) should've been more chaotic and been harder to reach the dragons conscious

Dream visitors should've failed at least once in a daze of forgetting dreams or "nah that's not real" but sparking paranoia in those trying to forget, so much that it leads them to foil someone's plans, (like scarlet and the assassin stuff)(it fails anyway "but I didn't believe it to begin with" ...)

Corals sons should've absolutely despised her and helped the DoD

A dragon should've escaped Scarlets towering prisons and rebelled with a few skywing traitors and failed; to raise tensions and lower the others hopes, to make the DoDs escape more fulfilling (cause the nightwings robbing starflight for the night was too anticlimactic)(also some skywing guard[or crazed prisoner like gills but not him] should've tried to fight the nightwings)

Webs should've died over Dunes

Masterminds whole jig was kinda based (expiramenting bad and all yeah but it was done really well)(like the telling of it all not like he did the expiraments well)

Battle winners daughter is super lame, there should've been an attempted assassination on her as revenge for something either Battlewinner did or bc some nightwing just didn't like her)

Grandeur should've been really into cooking or just big fancy ass feasts

Moorhen should've had a big tragic background or beef with Glacier( or both, having Moorhens best closest family/friend murked by the icewings and she doesn't know why)

Coral should've been more clingy to Tsunami

The false DoD shouldn't have been so lively as if they weren't treated like the second option their whole lives

Tear me to pieces. I actually wanna see how bad they are, I'm sure I've also got more lying around, though I should probably reread the books I have so I can both find more wack takes, adjust my headcanons & smthn else I forgot as I was about to write just now

[I've basically only read the first 10ish and only own like 12 books, I was waiting to get the last 3 before reading the next arc]

Hoping I got these right as *takes* and not like theorizing or smthn

Also so sorry omg this is so long

Oh boy time to Read Alla Dat.

Oh I love NightWing/IceWing drama. That's a cool idea

Morrowseer is a cool villain and he doesn't get the attention he deserves. I love him so much. He's one of, if not the best villain in the series.

Absolutely genius move. Now Hvitur's dead. Thanks Nautilus.

The thing with scavengers to me is that they aren't inherently a bad idea. I actually think it's pretty cool to have humans be seen as a pest of sorts by these intelligent dragons. I would've loved if scavengers were more involved, albeit not in a "We are living creatures too and deserve to not be eaten-" shut up you walking strip of beef jerky and let me chew on your bones.

OhohOHOHOHOhh!! I like that idea! Hybrid Starflight's cool..

Blister was literally the Worst queen by far. I literally cannot imagine anybody making a good argument for her at all.

Imagine a gang leader becoming the queen after a 20 year war lmao. I'd be pissed to all hell.

I'm Diseased over the word "foolish" here. I'm in love. I can't think of any other way to describe her now. Ruby is just a foolish creature.

GOD I WISH DREAM VISITORS WERE COOL LIKE THAT!! GRAHHHHH I WANNA WRITE ABOUT THEM NOW!! I love the idea of dreams and playing around with them. I love the idea of a character seeing somebody who's trying to tell them: "Hey I'm the real person and you're in a dream" and going: "Uh-huh yeah right buddy". My dreams are kinda wacky and I think it would be fun to take inspiration from the particularly labyrinth-like places I sometimes get thrown into, with corridors that lead into other places past and Dream Logic comes into play. Dreams are so cool man...

Regional Webs hater here. Hard agree. I love Dune. Dune is the Guy of all time and I love him with all my heart. Webs deserves to never have his name be uttered ever.

Mastermind IS silly in my mind. I need to have at least one chaotic sciencey type who is perfectly willing to experiment on people. Mastermind is just that. What a guy. I wish he wasn't trapped in the Pit for all of time though.

Greatness is such wasted potential it hurts oh my god.

Grandeur grows pot.

Ohhhhhhh OOOHhHHhhHH I love that idea,,,

Literally if I was in Fatespeaker's position I too would be hopeless and miserable. I think she's just coping with it in a certain way that I can't really comprehend.

#ask #wof

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rad-rat-with-a-tophat · 2 years ago

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day 7 of @thetheatergremlin's boyf riends week

this is also late, but i went and saw Jesus Christ Superstar yesterday so no regrets.

youtuber/streamer au

Christine isn't blind, okay? Sure, she may not experience romantic attraction herself, but she's watched enough musicals to know when someone is in love. Especially if that someone is her best friend.

The best friend in question was her roommate Jeremy.

For the past six months (half a year!), Jeremy had been watching one thing, or person as a matter of fact, a gaming streamer on Twitch that went by the name, gaymer_extraordinaire.

Now even though Christine was obviously not an expert in romance, when your roommate and best friend of five years becomes more of a blushing and stuttering mess than usual whenever she brought up a certain streamer, it's pretty clear they have a crush.

Sadly, Christine never managed to interrogate Jeremy about this because for some reason, whenever Christine was home from one of her many clubs and activities, he conveniently wasn't in their apartment!

It had been an entire month of Jeremy evading her attempts by stumbling over himself into his room or outside their apartment and Christine had had enough!

And so, she was going to instead find this gaymer_extraordinaire and drag him all the way to Jeremy to get answers from her best friend.

Christine was making this plan as she was heading home from the 10-12 year old improv class she taught at the local rec center (they didn't have the most acting talent but boy were they passionate!).

She was taking the elevator up to the third floor, humming a little tune to herself, and just merrily strolling along!

And as she entered what did she see, but her roommate, Jeremiah Heere, socially awkward, disaster bisexual himself! Blushing and giggling, and almost about to kiss a tan guy, dark-haired guy, with a red hoodie and glasses across their kitchen counter!

"Jeremy!" She gasped, the two boys leaping apart, Jeremy tumbling to floor, "Give a girl a warning before you bring a man into our house!" She says in mock outrage. "No offense to you of course!" She says to the guy sitting in their kitchen, facing turning red.

The guy shakes himself from his stupor and walks over to Christine, awkwardly holding out a hand, "Uh, hi? My name's Michael,"

Christine's jaw dropped, she knew that voice!

"Oh my gosh! You're the streamer Jeremy is in love with?!" She shouted, "Oh wait, I should introduce myself. Hi! I'm Christine, Jeremy's roommate! Nice to meet you!" She said, taking Michael's hand and shaking it furiously. Turning to look down on Jeremy, who was still on the floor, "So this is why you've been avoiding me asking about you only watching his streams for the past six months?" She asked, grinning at Jeremy's blush. "Knew it!"

Jeremy managed to pull himself up from the floor, and gestured between Michael and Christine, "Michael, this is Christine, my best friend and roommate. Christine, this is my boyfriend Michael,"

Christine turned to Jeremy, practically quivering with excitement and curiosity, "Aww, you got a boyfriend! How long have you two been together?" Jeremy took a glance at her mile-wide grin that hid the barest traces of being a smirk and placed his head into his hands, groaning. Michael saw this and turned to Christine, "We've been friends for five months and dating for one,"

"That's adorable! But just so you know if I find out you've hurt Jeremy in any way I will make sure no one ever sees you again and use your skull as Yorick's in a high school production of Hamlet!" She threatened, smile still bright as the sun.

Michael looked slightly paler and nodded, "Yup! Understood!"

Christine nodded back and looked at Jeremy, "Oh no! I just forgot something at the rec center!" She said, not even trying to hide the fact that she was lying.

"I hate my life," He groaned.

Christine and Michael started cackling as she left the building, deciding to visit Jenna for a while.

#SORRY THIS IS LATE #AND THAT THE ENDING IS CLUNKY #also my characterization of christine sucks #sorry #boyf riends week day seven #bmc musical #boyf riends #be more chill #bmc #jeremy heere #michael mell #christine canigula #my writing #fanfic

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scruffyplayssonic · 1 year ago

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Are the ArchieSonic comics actually an 80's/90's syndicated cartoon? Episode 51: Villains team up (part 2)

Welcome back to my look at the ArchieSonic comic series, and how it shared a lot of the same story tropes as a typical ‘80s or ‘90s syndicated cartoon! We’re going to jump right back in from where I left off last time, so let’s continue looking at those times when the bad guys joined forces!

Episode 51: Villains team up (part 2)

Okay, okay, one note before we get back to it. It was pointed out to me that I overlooked one villain team up from before Ian’s time on the book, and that was when Robotnik and Dimitri joined forces to make life miserable for Sonic and Knuckles.

You may remember me talking about this one in the body swap episode, and just how forgettable I thought it was. This just proves my point, because I completely forgot about it when I was putting together this list of villain team ups. 😛 Anyway, let’s move on!

After leaving Snively’s employ the Fearsome Foursome would continue to work with Drago and Sleuth Dawg in their future appearances in the comic, which included their kidnapping of Tommy Turtle. However they wouldn’t officially rebrand themselves as “The Destructix,” until Sonic #162, which is conveniently the story that started our next big villain team-up.

Thanks to the plotting of the mysterious A.D.A.M, both Mammoth Mogul and Ixis Naugus were freed from imprisonment and set their sights on the Crown of Acorns that was resting on the newly crowned Prince Elias’ head. It was a massive battle, with the Freedom Fighters and the Chaotix vs Mammoth Mogul and the Destructix vs Ixis Naugus and the Arachnis children.

However during the battle Mammoth Mogul revealed that centuries ago he had been known as Ixis Mogul, the founder of the Order of Ixis to which Naugus belonged. Naugus immediately recognised Mogul as his Master, and both teams of villains then joined forces against the heroes of Mobotropolis.

Seeing that Mogul had now corrupted the Sword and Crown of Acorns, the knight Sir Connery made a heroic sacrifice to destroy both relics. Before the villains could recover from this setback, Eggman swooped in to prove himself the top villain again, capturing all of Mogul and Naugus’ combined forces with the intention of draining their life force to use as a power source for his city.

The Destructix were later freed from their confinement by the evil Dr. Finitevus, whose goal was to watch the “corrupted” world burn and a new utopia rise from the ashes.

Enlisting the Destructix, Fiona Fox, and Scourge (formerly Evil Sonic) as his enforcers, Finitevus set about corrupting Knuckles and turning into him the new Enerjak.

Scourge and his new pals were mainly just there to stop anyone messing with Fini’s plans. Enerjaknuckles actually caused a new villain alliance though, when he took it upon himself to magically remove the Dark Legion’s cybernetic upgrades. The Legion - Lien-Da especially - were outraged to have been violated in this way, and went to Dr. Eggman asking him to give them new cybernetics. Eggman agreed in return for their servitude, and the Dark Egg Legion was born.

Lien-Da didn’t get the top job though, because Dimitri had already sought out Dr. Eggman to try and get his help stopping Enerjaknuckles.

Our next villain team up came in Sonic #187.

Mammoth Mogul put a bounty on Sonic and pretty much every goon and henchman out there joined forces to attack him. Sonic and Sally did a valiant job of holding them off for as long as they could, but Sonic was eventually taken prisoner and Sally barely escaped with her life. She and Amy teamed up to rescue Sonic, but Mogul publicly denied any involvement in the kidnapping plot. The petty jerk had been messing with Sonic just because he could. :P

I believe this story also marked the first time that Nack worked alongside Bean and Bark, and the three of them would continue to work together going forward all the way up until the end of the Sonic Unleashed adaptation and the cancellation of the ArchieSonic series, rebranding themselves as “Team Hooligan”.

This team-up was even referenced in Sonic Mania, as the Heavy Magician boss disguised itself as all three of these characters. The only time after linking up in the comics that the three of them didn’t work together was during the Pirate Plunder Panic story arc in Sonic Universe, where Bean and Bark were sent to Blaze’s world without Nack.

They found another villain to join forces with in his absence though - the fearsome Captain Metal.

Our next team up is probably the biggest one that ever happened in ArchieSonic, as we got a year-long story arc out of it. After Sonic beat Eggman one time to many and the mad doctor completely lost his marbles…

…it warms my heart every time I see that. :) Anyway, after that happened Snively joined forces with the Iron Queen to rule the Eggman Empire together.

I’ve talked about this one before when I covered the most unique ArchieSonic stories, so I don’t think I need to bother rehashing it here.

Moving into the post-reboot era, we come to the “Eggman’s Dozen,” arc from Sonic Universe #83 - 86.

When his newly built Eggmanland and Metal Sonic were taken over by the Naugus twins and the Witchcarters, Eggman had to turn to his Egg Bosses - the leaders of the various factions of the Egg Army. Several of these bosses were returning from the pre-reboot canon: Ahklut the Orca (with a new Mobian character design), Battle Lord Kukku XV of the Battlebird Armada, Lord Mordred Hood and Conquering Storm. The rest of the bosses were post-reboot characters, several of which were introduced for the first time in this story: Nephthys the Vulture, Clove the Pronghorn, Thunderbolt the Chinchilla, Abyss the Squid, Axel the Water Buffalo and Maw the Thylacine. Eggman paired the bosses up to complete various tasks to help him take back his refinery/amusement park and take down the invaders, but unfortunately most of the bosses did not get along with their new partners and things went downhill quickly. Eggman eventually managed to convince them all to cooperate by taking Axel’s words to heart and using them himself:

The Naugus twins were defeated and Metal Sonic was restored to normal, and Eggman even got another Egg Boss out of this fiasco when Wendy volunteered her services to him. He had been wanting a full dozen bosses anyway, so he didn’t take much convincing.

I just picture Eggman getting off the phone after he’d summoned all eleven Egg Bosses for this mission and having the following conversation:

Eggman: Maw makes eleven. Eleven ought to do it, don’t you think?

Orbot: … (watching tv)

Eggman: …what, you think we need one more?

Orbot: … (watching tv)

Eggman: …you think we need one more.

Orbot: … (watching tv)

Eggman: …okay, we’ll get one more.

And our final villain team up was right near the end of the series, during the conclusion of the Sonic Unleashed adaptation. When Eggman found out about the Freedom Fighters’ secret plans to restore the broken world using the Gaia temples, he sent a strike force of Metal Sonic, the Witchcarters, and the Hooligans to Mobotropolis.

Together they were able to fight off the palace guards, Gemerl, and eventually even King Nigel.

With no other obstacles in their way and the Freedom Fighters occupied by the Tails Doll and the Battlebird Armada, the Hooligans were able to steal the Chaos Emeralds and the Gaia keys from the vault and pass them off to Metal Sonic, who made a clean getaway with them.

That’s all from me for today. Are there any other villain team ups that I missed? Let me know in the comments. There probably are - the comic went on for almost 25 years, I can’t cover everything that happened. I tried to concentrate on the major ones though. Next time I’ll be investigating episode 52: the “Rashomon” homage. You know, that thing where a group of characters can’t agree on what happened and each retell it from their own point of view. See you then!

#archiesonic syndicated

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do-you-have-a-flag · 2 years ago

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I wanna give more context so here is my analysis of the chain of events here:

Fox News and right wing conservatives interested in escalating culture wars for profit have a motive in discrediting the Washington post and furthering transphobic policies. a big part of that is using the concept of predation of children which is an old tactic used against homosexuality but is also currently feeding into more extreme conspiracy theories about politicians ect. It is an extremely profitable narrative both for their target audience and outrage clicks and traffic for their advertisers.

As a part of the current wave of transphobia they are targeting Odele Pax, who is trans femme, and this could possibly be because in the past she has spoken to the press about her own name change process as a part of a larger story about lawyers waiving their fees to represent LGBTQ+ people.

So the focus on valentine's day and asexuality, in this case, is likely to be a shield for the larger discourse they are shaping equating trans people to deviant predators. It's a way to harass someone for being trans without directly saying so.

The fox news article does not say much and mostly targets the washington post but Matt Walsh's video opens with a stated "normal" valentine's day joke with his audience: guys who forgot to get their wives a present so they pick up cooking utensils at the store as a romantic gesture. I'm not even going to get into all the stereotypes in this because it is half joking and boring.

Matt Walsh targets Odele calling her immature and mocking her trans activist named (ikea?) sharks (which is, to the best of my knowledge, a bit of a meme for trans girls?). he calls her life "utterly pathetic and depressing"

He then continues to do his usual thing of deliberately mocking and refusing to correctly interpret asexuality to discredit it entirely. it's the same "that's fake" and "you're not oppressed" arguments a-spec people are used to hearing for years now, only with the addition of attributing the term's existence to "the left" and "narcissism"

The real core here is when he gets into how it's "more bizarre than marching around and claiming to be proud of your sexual attraction." it loops back to classic homophobia disguised as the sentiment of upholding normality, that it's not normal or necessary to do any kind of activism or pride demonstration

SO to summarise:

The old tactic of equating homosexuals and transgender people with predators is being continued with the added elements of infantilising, profiting from political culture war narratives, mocking and discrediting asexuality as a part of a larger dismissal of LGBTQ+ rights.

This isn't a "first they came for X and now they're coming for Y" this is "they are coming for Y because they are a part of X"

I don't see this as aroace people being targeted separately. i read this as a flattening of all identities to equate them with each-other and label them as "deviance" "mental illness" or "pedophillia". The narrative being crafted is "it's all leftist bullshit and also it's immoral" and ace people are being used as a convenient way to avoid transphobia accusationsit's

THIS is why solidarity matters. Not because "oh no we're next" but because the distinction never existed and what facet people are going to let themselves be seen as attacking is what changes. it was always an attack on all of us.

So within two days of each other, Fox News writes an article comparing aromanticism and asexuality to pedophilia, and then Matt Walsh releases a video saying asexuality is a mental illness and asexuals are tricking teenagers into having depression.

Not sure what’s going on right now over in Conservative World, but it’s a hell of wild U-turn for them to suddenly switch from “Oh no! The left is sexualizing our children!” to “Oh no! The left is asexualizing our children!”

#obligatory i am ace and this is my perspective and i don't speak on behalf of everyone disclaimer #but yeah don't get derailed into ace discourse when the core of this particular sequence is transphobia #it's aphobia as a way to enact transphobia #i know people might disagree with me on that analysis but that's genuinely the sequence of events as i see them #feel free to provide your own perspective

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90363462 · 9 months ago

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How much you want to bet they are going to conveniently air the Best Country Album next year during the televised show so they can try to get her to show up? 🙄

Biiiich pleaseeeee, you thought we forgot about all the times you invited her just to screw her over and over again? No bro. we don’t have no selective memory, nor do we engage in the act of revisionist history. We know the truth we keep the receipts! We haven’t forgotten we haven’t forgiven. Heck we’re still outraged to this day!

You should be grateful that she showed up this year.

But she did dropped two new songs

But the Grammys acting like they weren’t disrespectful by not giving her aoty, WE SEE YOU AND YALLS SPIRIT!

RIGHT! Before they piss me off again lol

Jay z called them fckers out for a reason!

😂😂😂 acting like they knew have they forgotten about the times they played in aunties face, four times!

Like frrr Literally 😂😂😂😂😂😂 be fcuking quiet!

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infoshakil260 · 10 months ago

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I fell into the automatic renewal trap again

"Have you been automatically renewed?" Now, users may be bound to the automatic renewal function unknowingly when they unintentionally subscribe or choose password-free payment. So, what kind of experience does the automatic renewal function bring to users? How well designed is this feature? Users have different opinions

This is already my third "automatically renewed" fee this month. When I first received the deduction notice, I didn't know why I was being charged. After some operations, I realized that it was because the monthly subscription membership of the video app I had subscribed to expired, and the platform automatically renewed it. I have purchased memberships on 3 video apps. Because it is found that monthly membership subscription is cheaper than single-month purchase. For example, for a certain video app, single-month subscription is 25 yuan/month, and continuous monthly subscription is 19 yuan/month.

In order to save money, most people HE Tuber generally choose to open a monthly membership service package.

However, many users thought they could save some money through continuous monthly subscription, but unexpectedly fell into the trap of automatic renewal.

Many apps also set up first-month discounts to attract consumers to choose continuous monthly subscriptions. For example, if a new customer of a music app chooses continuous monthly subscription, the first-month membership fee is only 3 yuan, and the second month and subsequent months are 15 yuan, but if you choose a single-month subscription, it will cost 18 yuan.

"As long as you choose continuous monthly subscription, after the membership expires this month, the platform will automatically deduct the fee without any prompt. What's even more outrageous is that the deduction bill does not indicate which platform deducted the fee." A netizen suggested.

What do you think of the design of the forced bundle renewal function? For this reason, friends from Tiantianwen started a heated discussion. Let’s take a look at what the friends said~

Part of the content of the article comes from @yifan｜Design mind-reading @Xu and @Eayon @Nemo point @wangwangwangwangwangwangzi@crocodile ate 55 rabbits @global question @呵呲嘚@不正@Accompany and others’ wonderful answers .

1. How cool is this function of forced bundle renewal?

People's Daily Online commented that "automatic renewal" will not remind users, and the single deduction amount is not large, which is not easy for consumers to notice, and the water flows smoothly.

Such quietly "sticky charging" does not necessarily provide services to users. Even if users "wake up from a dream" one day, they will most likely only suffer "dumb losses".

From the perspective of App operators, "automatic renewal" has been "agreed" by users. Whether they didn't pay attention or forgot to turn it off, it seems to be the "user's responsibility". Many apps have very good intentions, and this blame is too "slip".

So, how does it induce users to operate?

"Automatic renewal" is often set carelessly. Users may not pay attention to this small line of fine print in the agreement, or they may not be able to proceed to the next step without checking the box. Users are confused and led by the merchant.

In the second month of the contract period, since the amount is usually small and difficult for users to notice, the merchant will charge quietly, adding up to a small sum. By the time users notice, merchants have already made a lot of money.

Many friends say they don’t like the automatic renewal function and will turn off this option before the system automatically renews. This option seems to force you to make a choice.

Some friends said: "I checked Alipay and WeChat before and found that I had silently opened more than a dozen automatic monthly renewal memberships... Looking back at the time, I opened automatic renewal just for convenience and cheapness, and mentioned "You can cancel at any time, for example, WeChat reading costs 30 per month, and automatic renewal costs 19 per month. In comparison, it must be activated! "

Only later did I discover that there was profit and loss in the dark.

What you earn: Enterprises and users who really need it.

Loss-making: A big mistake that was needed temporarily but was later not needed but forgot to cancel.

This wave of "secret warehouse" operations by merchants is really amazing. Let the users unknowingly turn on the automatic renewal of more than a dozen software, and when the time is up, the users will be "emptied" unknowingly.

Some friends found that when it comes to how to choose "activate membership", the order of options is very particular. Most apps prioritize consecutive monthly, quarterly, and annual subscriptions at preferential prices, while members that do not require automatic renewal are placed at the end, and you need to carefully swipe the phone screen to find them.

2. It’s fun to bind for a while, then renew the crematorium

1. Reasons why users do not cancel automatic renewal

1) Forgot to cancel automatic renewal

We did not notice the automatic renewal setting in the software when subscribing to the service, or forgot to cancel the automatic renewal option after subscribing, resulting in a successful deduction for the next month's renewal.

Some friends complained: "Many times I sign up for membership 'passionately', just to watch a drama right away or because I have an urgent need for time. I often forget to turn off automatic renewal afterwards, resulting in continued deductions."

When there are other more attractive things to take away our attention, "cancel automatic renewal" will naturally be forgotten.

2) The steps to unsubscribe are cumbersome

In addition, “Another reason is that it is difficult to close and cancel the payment setting, and the closed entrance is not easy to find.”

Some limited-free functions will be used as bait in the APP. If you accidentally agree to use them, you will enter the fast payment channel. The platform will stipulate a limited time period, and if it is not canceled after the time, it will be deemed as automatic renewal. Turning off automatic cancellation requires a special period of time to find it. Some users give up when they can't find it for a while.

When product designers make any design, they should put users first, put themselves in the shoes of users, and understand the psychological changes of users. Only in this way can the products designed be loved by users, otherwise they will only lose their reputation.

2. Users’ trust in merchants decreases

Users may behave as follows when facing these situations:

1) Feeling confused and anxious

Users may feel confused and anxious when they realize they forgot to cancel automatic renewal or cannot find the cancellation portal. They may worry that they will be inadvertently charged, or feel that their rights and interests have been violated.

2) Find help and solutions

Users may actively seek help, such as consulting product documentation, contacting customer service, or asking questions on forums to learn how to cancel automatic renewal or find the cancellation entrance. They may want a quick resolution to avoid further distress and loss.

3) Have negative emotions about the product or service

If users have difficulty canceling auto-renewal or have a bad experience, they may develop negative feelings about the product or service. This can lead to them having less trust in the brand or company and even considering switching to a competitor.

"From an interaction point of view, any kind of "automatic" that can help users ease operations is the value that designers pursue. But some hidden factors, changes in user psychology, trust, dependence, these sensitive points are In the whole process, due to the lack of channels for speaking out or being too profit-oriented, they are often artificially ignored. Designers should make objective judgments on the user's intentions and should not adopt aggressive approaches." Some netizens suggested.

3. If you sign the contract, I will wait for the payment.

From the perspective of merchants or enterprises, renewing contracts for different users can bring the following gains:

1. Stable income stream

Renewal means that the user is willing to continue using the product or service and continue to pay. This provides businesses with a steady stream of revenue, helping with financial stability and business growth.

2. Improved user stickiness and loyalty

Through successful renewals, companies can enhance users' stickiness and loyalty to their products or services. Users are willing to continue using and paying fees, indicating that they are highly satisfied with the product or service and are willing to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with the enterprise.

3. Reduce user churn rate

Renewal can help companies reduce user churn rates. In a highly competitive market environment, retaining existing users is more cost-effective than attracting new users. By providing quality products and services and building good relationships with users, companies can increase user retention and reduce churn.

4. Data analysis and product improvement

Through the user data collected during the renewal process, companies can conduct in-depth data analysis to understand user needs and behavior patterns, so as to improve and optimize products. This helps companies continuously improve product quality and user experience, meet user needs, and further increase renewal rates.

A friend said: "From the perspective of the company's business purpose, it is very good and brings revenue to the company. If your product provides a good user experience and solves problems, users will still activate it again even if they are unbundled; From a product perspective, it provides users with memberships and does not require users to manually renew, which provides convenience. Users will also enhance their interaction with the product by opening memberships, and at the same time complete the business purpose, which is a good IDEA."

The emergence of forced automatic renewal is mainly based on the economic interests of merchants, because automatic renewal can ensure that they continue to receive income after the user's subscription expires, and reduce the possibility of user churn. For merchants, forced automatic renewal has indeed bro

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yutahoes · 3 years ago

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Scrapbook

pairing: convenience store worker! Yuta Nakamoto x female! reckless! Y/N word count: 6.8k words genre: fluff, angst, smut summary: Working in a convenience store is a boring job until he met her. warnings: alcohol, cigarette, drugs, mention of receiving a blowjob, condoms, mention of jail, Yuta calling Y/N weirdo, wasting food, flirty remarks, mention of stalking, Melanoma (skin cancer), Y/N becoming bald, mentions of vomiting, mentions of blood, cursing, making out, penetrative sex, safe sex, exhibitionism, masochism, mentions of death, drama (please inform me if I forgot something)

Requested by @by-afdjjhxx This isn’t like the movie but I just took the whole idea and tried to come up with this. The smut part sucks but I still hope you’ll like this. ❤ Feedback are welcomed since I knew this is lacking.

Working in a convenience store is such a boring job. That was what Yuta realized while doing his part-time job. It’s not like he needed the money but he’s just so bored that he agreed when his friend asked him to take the job. But this is more boring than staying at home.

No one actually goes to the convenience store at nighttime. Probably just thugs who would buy booze and cigarettes, or couples who are expecting a good time and buying condoms. It was a normal occurrence that when a girl in a striking light green colored hair entered the store, he was so stunned.

Additional to his reaction was when the said girl slid down his entryway to the counter and hid under it. “What are you...?” He asked just as two buff guys came inside the store casually. One of the guys called for him, asking if he had seen a girl with green hair. Yuta glanced at the girl crouching before him and she was shaking her head, rubbing her palms together as if begging to save her. “I saw her run that way,” Yuta claimed in a rush while pointing outside.

"Why are you in such a rush?" one man asked and Yuta sweated at the question. He's not used to judging a character but they looked like those kinds of people you don't want to mess with. One guy whispered something to the other and he smirked, "I didn't know youngsters can be that shameless now. Having a blowjob at work." Yuta looked surprised but the guys just left, laughing to themselves.

What the hell?

The moment the guys went out, the girl stood up that startled him. "Thank you," she said sweetly, glancing outside the convenience store.

"What do they need from you?" She handed him a small pack of something white and powdery. "Wait, is this...?" She nodded and he almost threw the packet at her. "You can get in jail with this."

"Then it's all good." She whispered before reaching out for a pack of cigarettes located behind him. "Thank you…" She leaned in closer to look at his nametag. "Yuta."

He was stunned while watching her slip under the entryway of the counter and left the convenience store. Her green hair was blowing with the wind the moment she went out and that was when Yuta's senses returned.

He was holding drugs and she just took a pack of cigarettes.

He might get in trouble.

Yuta threw the packet of drugs and paid for the cigarette she took, pretending that nothing happened that night. It was a crazy day. Hopefully, he won't encounter that crazy girl again.

But it was just wishful thinking when she entered the convenience store with a different colored hair. This time it's a striking pink. She’s obviously a girl who wants attention. A girl who spells trouble.

She headed straight to the alcoholic drinks and got a bottle of gin. Yuta was just staring as she left it on the counter, “I’ll have a pack of that cigarette.” she said while pointing at a cigarette pack behind him.

“Can I see your ID?”

She rolled her eyes, leaning on the counter as she took something from the small purse she was carrying. Y/N, legal age. She looked good with her natural hair, why wear these outrageous hair colors? “Are you done ogling at my picture?” Yuta slipped the ID to her and started ringing the items she bought. When he handed her the change, she just said that it was the payment for the pack of cigarettes she took before. So she remembers?

Yuta just shook his head while watching her leave the convenience store and sat at the chair available outside. There aren’t many people during this time and the place is not too crowded so Yuta had no choice but to just watch her. She was opening the cigarette stick, not lighting it, and putting the tar in the bottle of beer.

She’s not only trouble, she’s also a weirdo.

But the weird girl kept on coming back, with different colored hair each time, buying weird things and playing with the items outside the shop. Then one night, she just bought ramen and cola. “Do you want me to put hot water on the ramen?” She nodded after paying for it and went out to her usual place. She was too focused on reading what was written on the can of cola when he put down the hot cup of ramen in front of her. Yuta watched as she opened the can and poured it in the ramen. “Wow, you are really weird.” He sat on the chair in front of hers. “Did you know that there are a lot of people who don't have anything to eat and yet you’re wasting food?”

“These are unhealthy foods. Why would you give them such kinds of food?”

Yuta separated the chopsticks and started mixing the ramen with cola. He immediately spat the meal when he tasted it. It tastes so weird.

Probably the same weirdness as her.

The girl giggled at his reaction before leaning in closer to him, “I didn’t know I’ll have a good laugh tonight. Thank you…” she glanced at his nametag before continuing, “Yuta.”

“Is that really your hair color?” the girl brushed a strand of her red hair and chuckled to herself. “You always have different colored hair, are your roots okay?”

“Life is short, Yuta.” she claimed before laughing. “You should enjoy every moment of your life. Color your hair, get tattoos, do something reckless.” Yes, she is indeed trouble. “Not this boring convenience store job.” She winked before standing up and walking away like she didn’t just insult him.

Yuta chuckled then glanced at the cola-infused ramen. Weird. But not too bad.

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She was there every day. Sometimes buying just a pack of gum, or a bottle of water, and leaving after. Tonight, she placed a pack of jelly on the counter. “You’re always here,” Yuta commented as he took her payment.

“I have to see your face or my day wouldn’t be complete.” He looked up to her while handing her the change and receipt. The girl just took her jelly and left the convenience store. Does this mean this will be an everyday occurrence?

The answer came the next day. When he found himself waiting for her. Every time the door opens, he would feel himself get excited but would only be disappointed when other people come in.

It was late. He was sure that she wouldn’t come and he already lost hope. The door opened while he was restocking the drinks and he said the usual greeting in monotone. “You sound so sad, Yuta.” His ears perked up at the sound of her voice calling his name. She came.

She looked so good in black hair that he was momentarily stunned. Why does she look prettier tonight than on other nights? Is she wearing make-up? She slipped a box of condoms on the counter for him to ring up, startling him. What’s with the condom? Is she going on a date? But why would she buy condoms?

Yuta kept the box under the counter and returned her payment. She placed another box of the same box of condoms on the counter, glaring at Yuta. “Ring it up.” But he just put the condoms under the counter and handed her a pack of chewing gum instead, ringing it. “Yuta! I need that.”

“What for?”

The girl rolled her eyes. “What is a condom used for?” So she is really doing that. It’s late at night. And she has a boyfriend? “Nevermind. I guess I won’t use a condom tonight.” She said with a pout and he glared. That’s even worse. “I have to look for balloons now.”

“Balloons?”

Y/N nodded. “Water balloons. Condoms are better than normal balloons, they don’t pop easily.” Yuta breathed hard in relief, leaning his hand on the counter. God, she is so weird.

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The next day isn’t any different. He was restocking the snacks when the door opened and he greeted the customer. A camera shutter can be heard and he turned to the source of sound, Y/N was putting down a camera. “What are you doing?” he asked, then turned to what he was doing. “Is that your new hobby now? Pictures?”

She grinned before getting one snack from the back of the pile he’s arranging, making him glare. “Is it alright if I hang out here?”

“When aren’t you hanging out here?” The guy just shook his head when she laughed and started skipping to the drinks. He only heard her leave that startled him. She’s not paying for the snacks? But then she wasn’t eating it, he noticed while attending to another customer. She was just taking pictures of the snack and cola with her camera. He also caught her, thrice, taking a photo of him.

It must really be her new hobby. At least it’s not condoms and water balloons.

She had been too fond of taking pictures the past nights, even asking people passing by the convenience store if she could take a picture of them. She looks so happy with what she’s doing. It was interesting to see her every night.

Now, his days aren’t that boring anymore.

“There’s a puppy outside, is it yours?” Y/N asked while handing him the bottle of water to ring up. Yuta nodded. Since his roommate has a date today, he can’t leave his pet at home alone. “Her name’s Rapunzel,” he started, then handed her a chew toy. “Could you keep Rapu-Chan company?” The girl smiled widely, nodding at him enthusiastically.

He would watch her from time to time while she played with Rapu-Chan and took some of his puppy’s pictures. She looked really happy and he was relieved that he decided to bring Rapunzel today. Should he bring her in the coming nights?

While ringing up the cash register, his eyes diverted at her at the exact time that she was taking a pill and drinking water. Is she sick? What’s with the pill?

It was getting late and there were not many people around but Y/N was still outside and playing with Rapu-Chan. When the other worker came in before his shift, Yuta asked if he could leave early and was even teased for going on a date while gesturing at Y/N. As if.

The girl was staring at him when he went out of the convenience store and snapped a picture of him. “It’s my first time seeing you in casual clothes.” Oh. She only sees him in his work uniform. “Are you and Rapu-Chan going home?”

Yuta nodded. “How about you? It’s late. Aren’t you going home?”

“I live nearby and I told my mom that I’m here.”

“How near?” She started telling him the direction heading to their home and Yuta realized that she is indeed from this neighborhood. “Then Rapu-Chan and I will walk you home.”

She can’t even revolt because Yuta promised that she can hold Rapu-Chan’s leash while they walk in the way of her home. It was out of his way but it’s late and it’s very dangerous for a girl like her to be walking alone at night. When they turned to their street, she exclaimed that it was her mom waiting outside their home. “She might be worried about you.” Yuta whispered but she just shook her head, “She trusts me.”

Y/N called the older woman's attention and she quickly walked to where her daughter is, wrapping a scarf around her shoulder and asking if she was feeling fine. “Mom, this is Yuta and Rapunzel.” He greeted her and she just smiled warmly at him. “I want to have a dog.”

Her mom laughed, “You know you cannot.” And she pouted like a kid.

Yuta smiled. She’s so cute.

“Rapunzel and I will go. It’s cold, you should go inside.” Yuta said in a soft voice, “It was nice to meet you, ma’am.”

Y/N turned to him with a smile, “Take care. Bye Yuta.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” And she nodded.

But tomorrow didn’t come. He waited patiently for her, even spending some of his breaks outside the convenience store to maybe wait for her. It’s been three nights that he would go home without seeing her.

And he thought her day isn't complete without seeing his face. Did she find a new past time? Is she alright? She can’t be sick, right?

That morning, in the pretense of walking Rapu-Chan, he passed by their house. They walked by thrice before turning a corner and passing the street next to theirs. His puppy looked so tired and he promised that this will be the last walk when he saw her mom coming out of the gate. “Oh, you are Yuta right?” He nodded, not expecting that she would remember him. “My daughter can’t stop talking about you.” About him? Now, he’s worried about what she told her mom about him. “I’m sorry she’s a handful.”

Yuta shook his head. She’s interesting. “Is she alright, ma’am? She hasn’t been coming into the store the past few days.”

“She’s kinda sick.” her mom said in a soft voice. “I’m sorry I don’t think she’ll let me invite you inside to see her.”

“Oh no.” Yuta shook his head dismissively, “I just passed by and saw you, ma’am.” The older woman smiled and that’s when he noticed that she was walking to where the convenience store is. “Are you heading somewhere?”

The older woman nodded then sighed. “I have to buy some things and to develop Y/N’s pictures.” That’s when he noticed the camera her mom was holding. “She will definitely nag at me if I don’t develop the pictures now.”

But that would take time, Yuta thought. And Y/N was alone in their home. Besides, he’s curious about her pictures. “Ma’am, do you want me to develop the pictures for you? I’ll just bring it to your house.” She rejected at first, saying that he doesn’t want to bother him but it was Yuta who was adamant to do it. In the end, she agreed and gave him the direction to the photo studio.

The shop looks so vintage, so old. The smell of old photographs lingers in the air the moment he enters the shop. An old man was manning the counter and smiled at him, “I’m here to develop some pictures.” he claimed then handed the camera to the older.

“Are you Y/N’s boyfriend?” Huh? Does he know Y/N? Yuta shook his head saying that he’s just a friend which made the older man smile, taking the camera with him. “Please feel at home, young man.” He even instructed that there is tea on one side of the room but Yuta’s eyes kept on scanning the place, enjoying how homey it felt. He didn’t know that such a place would exist in this busy town.

Minutes passed and he was still enthralled by the pictures posted on the wall. A familiar smile can be seen in one picture with the man from earlier in his younger days. Y/N looks really cute when she’s a child. “They just transferred here during that picture, my shop was relatively new then but Y/N took an interest in photography.” The old man said then handed him a brown envelope and a camera. “Y/N is the only person using this camera and if I don’t know that girl, I might think that she’s a stalker of yours.”

Yuta was surprised that other than the pictures of Rapu-Chan and some other people, there are more pictures of him. It does feel like a work of a stalker. “Oh, the payment.” Yuta remembered then took a bill from his pocket when the old man said, “Don’t bother. I just hope Y/N will feel better.”

“Feel better?” The old man smiled then tapped his shoulder.

Her mother did say that Y/N is sick. But why would the old man from the store know that? Is she really that close to her?

Yuta kept on ringing the doorbell to their home but no one was responding. Is her mom still outside? Is Y/N sleeping? “There’s no one there.” a lady from the next house claimed. Did they leave? “Y/N was brought to the hospital again. That girl is still too young to suffer from being sick.”

Now it’s just plain weird. “Do you know which hospital is it?”

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Yuta was walking inside the lobby of the hospital. He hated how it smelled so clean, the smell of death. He hated hospitals but his curiosity is getting a hold of him now. What happened to Y/N? Does that explain the pills and her, not being allowed to have a dog? “Excuse me, is there someone named Y/N here?” The word that went out of the nurse’ lips surprised him.

When he reached that department, he saw her mom seated outside the door which says oncology. Cancer? She has cancer? When the older woman noticed him, she only gave him a timid smile then gave him a space to sit on. “Your neighbor told me. I’m sorry ma’am.”

The older one shook her head and took the brown envelope he handed. She started laughing at the pictures from inside, “She’s obsessed with you.” Yuta only smiled. “I’ve never seen my daughter that happy before, never seen her that active. When I asked her what happened, she said she met a guy in the convenience store.” She was smiling while sharing those words. “That was the first time she looked forward to the coming nights.” Her voice broke saying those words. “The first time she wanted to live another day.”

“She got it from her dad. Melanoma, skin cancer. Stage three.” Yuta sighed, it’s that severe already? “I already accepted the fact that her dad left because of illness. I can’t believe I’m saying goodbye to my daughter the same way.”

Y/N’s smile flashed on Yuta’s mind, the times she looked so happy and laughing. “This is a selfish request, Yuta. But please make my daughter happy during the remaining days in her life.” He’s already annoyed not seeing her face for three nights. He might hate it if he can’t see her again. Cannot see her smile again.

“I will, ma’am.”

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He contemplated a lot whether to bring her flowers. Is she allowed to go near flowers? Maybe bring her fruits. Is she allowed to eat it? What should he bring when visiting her? He glanced at one spot in the convenience store and realized that maybe he could bring it for her.

Y/N’s mom messaged him where her room is and Yuta didn’t have a hard time looking for it. When he opened the door, he smiled at her surprised face before covering herself with the blanket. “What are you doing here?” she asked and the nurse just gave him a confused look. “Oh my gosh, I’m bald. I don’t have my wig.” She’s actually worried about that?

“You’re still pretty,” he said in a soft voice then sat on the side of her bed. “Now, can I look at you? I already missed your face.” The nurse giggled when Y/N slowly pulled down her blanket, face looking flush. Yuta pinched her nose which made her whine, “You’re sick yet you always come out at night?” Y/N kept on tapping his hand and Yuta giggled when she pouted. “Are you listening to your doctors?”

She nodded then sat on the bed. “Oh. That’s Nurse Jiwoo, she’s single.” she gave Yuta a knowing smile. “This is Yuta, my friend.” He gave the girl in white a smile. “You didn’t bring me flowers?”

Yuta shook his head. “I’m just your friend.” She pouted. How cute! “I brought this instead.” He took out a box of condoms from his pocket that startled the other girl who excused herself outside to give them their privacy.

“It’s water balloons!” Both he and Y/N said at the same time.

He was a frequent visitor the whole time Y/N was confined in the hospital. He would always bring her stationery: washi tapes, markers, glue, or glitters for the scrapbook she’s doing. Yuta was cutting the picture of Rapu-chan that she took before when Y/N muttered, “If I die, you should keep this scrapbook.” He almost cut himself at her words. Why is she so positive that she’ll die? “I already made mom one, this is for you.”

Yuta breathed hard. If he’s feeling like this, he can’t imagine how hurt her mom is. Maybe that was the reason why she doesn’t go to the hospital much. “Then shouldn’t you fill it with pictures of you?”

Y/N glared, her usual angry eyes and scrunched nose. She’s so cute. “I’m bald. Why would I put my pictures here?” He chuckled before taking his phone, sitting beside her. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer and opening the camera of his phone. Y/N covered her face.

“Just one picture of us.” In the end, she gave in and he was grinning at the photo he snapped. The girl was revolting when he made it his home screen wallpaper. “If you don’t like the picture, we can take another one,” Yuta smirked when she did her usual glare. “But I’m not removing it as my wallpaper. So girls would know that I belong to someone already.” He said in a silent voice, smiling fondly at their picture.

Y/N kicked him out of the bed, groaning in annoyance. “Stop saying those things. I might fall in love with you.”

“What’s wrong with falling in love with me? I’m here to catch you anyway.”

She buried her face on the pillow, screaming. Yuta just chuckled. She’s really adorable.

Even when she returned home, Yuta would hang out at their home and kept on filling her scrapbook before his shift in the convenience store. He’s a frequent visitor, sometimes with Rapu-chan, that her mom was so used to them always bickering and arguing which she calls flirting. “How many pictures do I still have? You almost filled half of my face.” Yuta complained but Y/N only stuck her tongue out, gluing his picture on one page.

His phone rang, reminding him about his job. “I have to go. Do you want me to get you those jellies that you like tomorrow?” Y/N nodded while thanking him. Yuta stood up then took his phone and wallet before leaning down to kiss her on the lips. He was startled at what he did but didn’t show it to Y/N who looked so surprised as well. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” Then he left as if his feet were on fire.

Why the fuck did he do that? Why did he kiss her? It’s not like he regrets it. He was just so scared that it would make everything awkward between them. But the next day wasn’t any different. It’s as if the kiss didn’t happen. Is he the only one bothered about it? Does she not like it? Does she not like him?

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She was looking at the pictures on his phone while seated on the chair beside him. It was her who was hanging out in the convenience store as he manned the counter. When the customer left, she showed a picture of a sunrise. “Where is this? It’s really pretty.” Yuta shared that it was when he went hiking a mountain once. “That’s so cool.”

“Do you want to hike a mountain together?” Y/N’s eyes lit up then followed by a darkness in her expression. She wanted it. “I can ask permission from your mom and Doctor Han.” He then turned his attention to the girl who put snacks on the counter.

Yuta started ringing her purchases and when he asked for payment, she gave the cash and a piece of paper with her number that startled him. When she went out, he crumpled the paper then threw it in the trash. “Why did you throw that away? She’s obviously on to you.”

“Are you not jealous?”

“Should I be?”

“I wish you were,” Yuta breathed hard then placed both his hands on her either sides, trapping her to the counter. "Am I the only one who likes you this much?" Her eyes widened and Yuta hated how cute she looked, making his cheeks heat up. How is she so adorable?

This is dangerous!

He slipped down his entryway and started carrying the box from the storage to stock the snacks. "Yuta," Y/N called which made him turn to her. Why is she next to him? Did she follow him? "I like you too. But you should know that I'm dying soon and…"

He pushed her to the shelf of snacks, hands trapping hers on her side as he leaned in to kiss her on the lips. He didn't know what took over on him that moment but he slipped his tongue past her lips, angling his head to taste her. He felt her hands on his shoulders as he moved closer to her so that he could feel her warmth. The chimes of the door can be heard but Yuta didn't let go of her lips. He wants more. He should have kissed her before if he knew he'd like it that much.

He wanted to just melt in her lips but his lungs had other things in mind. He needed air. Y/N was panting when he let go of the kiss, cheeks flushed. "If I hear that word coming out of your lips again," he whispered hot breath tickling her lips. "I'm going to kiss you."

"I need a cashier here." a distant voice claimed.

"Are we clear on that?" Y/N nodded obediently. "So hiking?"

Again, she nodded while he pinched her nose. "What should I bring?" she asked while following Yuta to the counter. He greeted the woman buying some ice cream before answering, "Just prepare yourself" which made the other woman smirk knowingly.

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It wasn't hard to hike a mountain. Yuta had been doing it in his free time. But he was worried about Y/N that he took little steps to make sure that she won't get tired easily. Asking for permission from her doctor is much harder than the trail itself.

"Do you need help?" She asked while he set up the tent they'll use for their overnight stay. It was a long shot asking for permission to take her overnight. Doctor Han had given him a whole lecture about keeping Y/N safe and his utmost priority, which he promised with all his life. Her mom, seeing the expression on Y/N's face, just agreed and kept on reminding him to call her. He made sure to pack an extra of her medicine, an extra of everything she might need. "You're pretty good at this."

"It's just pitching a tent. I'll teach you when we go hiking again." Y/N bit her lip, frozen on her spot. "Why? Are you feeling alright? Do you need anything?"

She shook her head while smiling timidly. "Do you think we can go hiking again?" Yuta nodded. "What if I'm gone before that happens?"

He sighed then stepped forward that he was in front of her, bodies touching each other. "You're getting creative with your words now." He whispered before holding her cheek and leaning in to place his lips on hers. Her soft lips which became his addiction. Yuta angled his head to the side, sucking her bottom lip as a moan escaped her lips. Truly addicting. “Y/N,” he called. “I wouldn’t let you leave me.”

Her lips were on his again as he pulled her close. Yuta didn’t even know how it happened, maybe he’s too intoxicated of her taste, but when his senses came back Y/N was laying on the sleeping bag inside the tent.

“Yuta,” Y/N called, hugging him tightly while laying inside the tent. Yuta hovered above her, head nuzzling on her neck as he hummed as an answer. “You promised that you’ll fulfill all my wishes right?” He nodded, looking straight at her to ask what it was. “My mom will kill me but can you take my virginity?”

Yuta stood up as if his body were on fire, sitting just in front of her. “What?” he asked in disbelief and she sat the same way as him. “Your mom will definitely kill us both.”

“It’s just the two of us here and I wanted to do it with no one but you.”

God, she’s so adorable. “Y/N, I wanted to do it with you as well. But can’t we wait?”

“Until when? Until we get married?” That’s not a bad thought. “What if I can’t live until that long?” He hissed in annoyance. Why does she keep on thinking about that? “I’m always happy lately. I’m scared this is the last time that I’ll be happy like this.”

“What if He just wanted me to be happy so that He can take me away the next day?” The tears fell from her eyes which broke Yuta’s heart. He had never seen her cry and even if the chemotherapy hurts her, she would just hiss and smile while telling her mom that it doesn’t hurt. He saw how she would always vomit blood or her food in the morning. But she never cried. “I’m scared of dying, Yuta.”

“Y/N,” he hushed, moving close to her. “I wouldn’t let you die. You’ll be happy. Happier than all of this. I wouldn’t leave you if you promise not to leave me.” He pulled the girl closer, wrapping his arm on her waist and the other on her back as he devoured her lips again. Yuta wanted this moment to drag on for so long, to not end. He just wanted to melt in her arms, to not care about anything around them.

There’s only the two of them, holding each other, and that’s all that matters.

His kisses went from her lips down to her neck, his fingers undoing the buttons of her blouse and kept his kisses south her exposed skin. If he thought her lips are addicting, her scent is rather intoxicating. Everything about her makes him crazy that he cannot contain himself anymore. “Y/N, I love you,” he whispered while kissing her nose. She repeated the same words followed by a moan when he kissed a sweet spot on her neck. "Are you sure about this?"

She nodded, breathing hard. "Please." Yuta didn't need another word from her as he started kissing the exposed skin above her blouse. His hands held her legs as he wrap them around his waist. He’s still fully clothed yet he’s turned on like this. Really dangerous.

The idea of doing it with her here, inside a tent, where anyone might just catch them made him exhilarated. Is this a kink? “Y/N,” he whispered. “Please stop me or I might not stop myself.” But she moaned that only added heat to his body. He kissed her, kneading her breast while leaving marks on her neck. The image of her, lips agape and heaving huge breaths, is so sexy that he cursed.

Yuta removed his shirt then went back to kissing her neck. Her gaze on his body, while biting her lip, made him chuckle. “I don’t have condoms,” he whispered, leaning closer to her as their naked skin touched.

Y/N reached up for her backpack and opened the pocket with a box of condoms. “Can we just do it?” He didn’t need another word as he expertly removed her brassiere and took a nipple in his mouth. Moans were elicited from her lips, fingers threading on his hair as he suckled the perky nub. His hand traveled down to the skin of her stomach then to the hem of her jeans. Yuta’s lips were on the other nipple when he started undoing the button and zip of her jeans. His fingers can feel the material of her underwear. There’s no backing down now.

His kisses trailed south as she bucked her hips to remove her pants and underwear, revealing her wetness to him. Y/N covered her eyes in embarrassment which made Yuta chuckle. She is just so cute. He inserted a finger, with her permission, and she bucked her hips while moaning his name. Another finger and Y/N held on his arm, nails clawing on his skin. “You’re so wet. We’re still in foreplay, sweetheart.”

“Yuta.” She called breathlessly. He reached down to kiss her pubic bone but Y/N tugged his hair to make him look at her. “Please fuck me.” God! She’s practically begging and who is he to say no to her?

The guy removed his pants and boxers, revealing his throbbing cock and she gasped. “Can I touch it?” Yuta nodded. A groan escaped his lips when he felt her warm hands in contact with his cock. “Does it hurt?” He shook his head, looking at her fondly. “It’s hard.”

“All because of you, Y/N.” Her eyes looked so innocent yet her body is saying otherwise. He wanted her. So bad. “We can still stop if you want to.”

But she shook her head, the brown hair of the wig she’s wearing moving along her action. “Can I wear the condom on you?” Yuta nodded and she grinned.

He guided her on how to properly wear the condom, even feeling the material covering his cock. She kept on asking if it hurts and Yuta kept on laughing at how adorable she is. When she lay back on the sleeping bed, he realized that this is definitely it. They cannot run away or even stop this. He’ll take her virginity like this.

Yuta entered her slowly, gauging her expression the whole time. “Tell me if it hurts,” he whispered while slowly leaning closer to her. “Y/N, breathe.” She heaved big breaths, eyes closed. “I’ll stop if you can’t take it.” Her hand held his shoulder, the other grasping the sleeping bag.

“It hurts but I can take it.” Once fully inside, Yuta kissed her hard on the mouth and whispered apologies. “Is this it?” Yuta shook his head while laughing. Is she this clueless about sex? He asked if he can move and she nodded before a scream left her lips when Yuta thrust on her. “Fuck!” she cursed that startled Yuta.

True, she had been too reckless. So reckless that he had his cock inside her. But this is the first time he heard her curse.

And God damn it! It sounded so good.

He started moving, jerking his cock inside and out as her screams of pain were replaced with moans of what he assumed was pleasure. She grasped his shoulder, nails clawing on his back. He’s discovering a lot of things about him because of this.

Maybe he has an exhibitionist kink. Who in their right mind would take a girlfriend’s virginity inside a tent? Maybe he’s also into all this hurting. Why is he so turned on knowing that he’ll have a hard time moving with her claw marks on his back? Maybe he is a masochist.

He felt her clenching on him as Y/N wrapped her legs around his waist then arched her back. A sexy moan escaped her lips as her body shook in orgasm. Feeling her warmth, Yuta held her close before releasing inside the condom. He quickly pulled out from her, asking her if she was alright or hurting. “Yuta,” she whispered and he felt his heart stop from his chest. What if she didn’t like the experience of her first time? He should just brought her to a hotel then prepared candles and flower petals, like in the movies. Not this tacky tent.

“Can we do this again?” His eyes widened in surprise. She wanted to do it again? “Without a condom.”

Yuta chuckled then nodded. She’s really living recklessly.

They were inseparable. If Yuta thought that they were already clingy to each other before, they’re at another level of clingy now. Y/N would sometimes cling to him before going to work.

There are even times when Yuta would sleep over her room and her mom wouldn’t care, even leaving them alone sometimes. But this one night, when Yuta went down to go home he saw her mom in the dining room. “Do you want some tea, Yuta?” He declined nicely, even worried why the older can’t sleep.

“Are we too loud?” Yuta asked which made the older woman laugh while shaking her head. “I’m sorry auntie. You trusted me yet I did this.”

“I’m thankful you make her happy, Yuta. Thank you for doing my favor.”

It was Yuta’s turn to shake his head. “Auntie, I love her and I want to stay with her. Let’s do everything to make her better.” The older lady nodded. “Also,” he started that made the older look at him in concern. “Please allow me to marry Y/N.”

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“No!” Y/N claimed that made Yuta and her mom surprised. “I don’t want to transfer hospitals. This is enough.”

“Love,” Yuta called, cupping her cheeks. “You promised that you’ll fight for us.”

The girl sighed. “This is enough, Yuta.” He closed his eyes to control himself and prevent cursing at her. What’s wrong all of a sudden? They were alright the past days. He told her about a hospital that Doctor Han referred. A chance to save her. And she was hopeful. Why is she suddenly giving up like this? “And don’t marry me.” His eyes widened in surprise. It was a question he popped while she was laying in his arms, if she was willing to marry him. And she said yes right away.

“What?”

“I saw how my mom was hurt when dad died.” Her mom stared at her with tears in her eyes. “I don’t want you to be hurt like that. I don’t want the both of you to be hurt because of me.”

“Y/N, that’s why we’re doing this.” He was desperate to get the message to her. For her to not give up. On him. On them. On herself. “We’re going to listen to Doctor Han, transfer hospitals, and do this treatment.”

But the girl shook her head. She handed the scrapbook she had been making for months, the book filled with pictures of him and Rapu-Chan. The book filled with their memories. “Yuta, it’s your time to fill the pages with your own story.”

A huge block was choking his throat as he held the book in his hands. This cannot be her goodbye. This cannot be their farewell. “I want you to be my story, Y/N.” The tears fell from his eyes as he leaned his head on her shoulder, voice breaking at the tiredness he was currently feeling. How can you miss someone who is still in front of you? “I want to wake up every day with you, Y/N.”

“I’m sorry, Yuta.”

And that was the last blockage for the river of his tears.

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Yuta hated how boring the convenience store part-time job is. But it was the same job that brought him to her. One night of weirdness that he grew accustomed to. A weird person he loved looking at. Y/N.

He stared at her picture he glued on the scrapbook she made. A girl with no hair on her head but with a bright smile on her face. He missed her.

“Why are you still up?” Yuta heard his wife ask while wrapping her arm around his waist and nuzzling her face on his back. He was seated at the edge of the bed, a small light opened from the bedside lamp.

Yuta turned to look at her and smiled while grazing his thumb on her face. “Just looking at our scrapbook.” The girl smiled sleepily then sat down to hug Yuta’s back. “Y/N, thank you for not giving up on us.”

But she shook her head. “Thank you for still believing in me when I can’t even believe myself.”

He leaned in to kiss her lips. Those soft addicting lips. He can’t even imagine what will happen to him if she didn’t receive the additional treatment, if she ends up leaving him. “I love you, Y/N,” he whispered while angling his head to kiss her softly, sucking her bottom lip. “I love you so much.”

The sound of crying made the two of them break out from the kiss. “I’ll take care of Machi. Go back to sleep, we have to visit mother-in-law tomorrow.” She nodded and Yuta took a second to gaze at his wife. She looks healthier now. The same bright smile on her face but with longer hair. She does look better in her natural colored hair. He kissed her nose before giggling at her sleepy look, “I love you.”

Yuta took one last look at the scrapbook as it opened on the latest page of the book. A picture of their daughter with her growing teeth with little scribbles on the side about how she bit Yuta’s finger while he’s brushing her little teeth. He giggled at the memory before putting back the scrapbook to the bedside drawer.

The story of his life.

His story. With her.

Like how he wants it to be.

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