#And people don't wanna invite me out or hang out with me on PURPOSE?

[tarakau]

bpd has been kicking my ass so bad these past two or three weeks but today is just

[bubbledtee]

the little modern 80s au with everyone is just so silly to me i love thinking about it... isn't reader related but imagine all of them in a cod room... james is definitely screaming at everyone while lars would be SOOO toxic and is just cursing at everyone with his mouth literally SO CLOSE to his mic that you can hear every ragged breath he takes as he shoots down everyone... and he slips a little danish into his insults and everyones dying at the way hes just so worked up over the game. he's such a little tryhard PLEASE

cliff is definitely laughing at the both of them while he's just naturally good at the game and in the end he ends up having the most kills and james and lars are like????? cause he just stays quiet the whole round or is just laughing at the two of them... the three of them don't know how cliff got so good but whenever they log into their consoles hes just ALWAYS on a game like there wouldnt be a moment where he isnt up at three in the morning on a first-player shooter game...

i think kirk would play it on the safe side and camp to kill people while the rest of the team is calling him a lame camper but hes just so confused cause he seems like the type of person to only play story mode games and only play multiplayer with his friends and no one else... probably doesnt log in at all cause hes just too busy reading comics or watching horror flicks ughn i love him

-- and to sprinke a little james/reader ... imagine giving him head under his desk while hes on his PC with his headset on... just struggling to respond to the rest of the boys cause hes just sputtering out words while looking down at you in between his legs and the little thigh kisses you give him UGH im gonna die

THIS IS SO SILLY I LOVE IT

this for some reason reminds me of the misfits (not the band, the youtube group that raised me) and how they used to post those CS;GO vids all together. i feel like that’d be them just gaming together for hours on end and just bringing silly together while lars records for his youtube channel (because of course he has a youtube channel).

there’s definitely bits where they’ll just be in a discord call and they’re being super weird and silly with each other. one of them is screen sharing and they’re like taking random buzzfeed quizzes together (lunch club reference 🥲) or looking at obscure youtube videos. they’d just be silly guys

and then the scenario of you under james’s desk jwnsidnwjdjen you’ll have already been palming his cock through his sweatpants while he sat at his desk, half gaming but mostly paying attention to you and running his fingers through your hair. and then he’d get invited to a discord call by lars and he’d go to decline it, until you told him “answer it, jamie. you wouldn’t wanna leave your buddies hanging, would you?” in a sweet little seductive voice while pulling his pants down just enough to get his cock out, a bit of precum beading up at the tip. he’d let out a choked moan before pressing the accept button and giving a weak “what’s up” before muting himself as you kitten licked at his tip, making his cheeks flush red while he bit into his lip. >.< i’m so owndkwkwndjf and then he’d purposely die in game and mute himself when he was close so he could let out big groans and moans, with a few mumbles here and there about how good it feels and how he wants to cum down your throat.

i’m so horny for modern!80s!james it’s not even funny anymore.

[youre-ackermine]

Hi my love!! <3 <3

For Drunk Drabbles Vol. 2, I give you 23: Is this a date? Of course, give me a LeviHan story!

mwah!!

Hey Sailor my Beautiful Bestest Bestie 🥰❤️

Thank you so much for your request!!! I'm sorry I didn't reply earlier but I'm a [painfully] slow writer!

How was Seoul? You must be exhausted by the past week's work there, so I hope my little drabble will help you relax 😘

Enjoy ❤️❤️❤️

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English is not my usual language

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This drabble is linked to my previous Levihan drabble Dumbstruck.

Drabble prompt 23 "Is this a date?"

Night Out

Characters: Levi Ackerman / Hange Zoe / Moblit Berner

Wordcount: 1530 approx.

Modern AU / sfw / non-binary Hange / swearwords / mention of alcohol

She had been babbling for twenty minutes now, sipping her cocktail through a straw every once in a while. Not even bothering to reply, he was absentmindedly looking at her glass. It was still half filled with a sugary liquid of a disgusting shade of pink and he wondered how in hell people could ever order such revolting pig piss.

Levi lifted his cup with a sigh, took a sip of hot tea and checked his watch. He should have told her to shut the fuck up, but her incessant chatter distracted him from the tension that gradually built up in his stomach. The queasy feeling had subsided as soon as the young woman sitting down next to him had started a conversation, bringing him some relief.

Slightly annoyed by the high pitched tone of her voice, he shifted on his bar stool and briefly glanced at her. She stopped her tiresome babbling only to drink another sip of her candy cane martini, licking her red lips in an attempt to seduce him before smiling flirtatiously. 

Her purpose was obvious but Levi was startled nonetheless when she dared to put her slender hand on his forearm. He wrapped his fingers around her wrist, starting to lift her hand as he leaned over to reach the blonde's ear.

"Do you wanna get out of here?" he whispered in a husky voice.

She pressed her body against his, her smile widening as she cooed: "sure!"

"Good, I was saving that seat for a friend!" he deadpanned, dropping her hand on the counter as he released his grip on her wrist.

The young woman's face twisted in anger and contempt. She grabbed her purse in no time and stormed out of the bar, leaving him both guilty and relieved. The past half-hour had been such a pain in the ass, but no doubt he had crossed a line talking to her like that. What the hell was wrong with him today?

He pinched the bridge of his nose, took a deep breath and checked his watch again. Of course they would be late. How could today be different from any other day? Getting engulfed in their work was Hange's second nature and today was no exception, no matter what his invitation for a drink implied this time.

The knot in his stomach weighed heavily again. His mouth was as dry as a desert and his throat tightened so much he had trouble swallowing some imaginary saliva. The longer he waited, the more nervousness got him and he was muttering an incoherent plea for this torture to end soon when the door bell rang.

A gust of cold wind rushed through the bar as Hange abruptly pushed open the door and stormed into the lively room. Levi rolled his eyes as his friend waved to him, shouting his name over the hubbub, their usual toothy grin plastered on their face. The corners of his lips were starting to lift in a faint smile when he noticed that Hange was holding someone's hand.

Levi froze.

A heavy load seemed to fall in his guts. His lips pressed tight briefly, but quickly he regained composure and his face was soon expressionless as usual.

Fuck! Hange had dragged Moblit with them! Why were they hanging out with their assistant? Working together all day, sometimes all night as well - he gritted his teeth at the thought - wasn't that enough for them?

He crossed his arms over his chest, his silver gaze boring through the poor man as Hange pulled him roughly through the crowded bar.

"Oi Levi! Don't mind Moblit joining us, right?" Hange blurted out cheerfully. 

Moblit faintly nodded to Levi, obviously uncomfortable around him.

Levi turned away from them.

"Bold of you to assume I would say yes to begin with, Four-Eyes!" he replied with irritation. "But now you decided it all on your own, he might as well stay I guess."

"C'mon Shorty! The more the merrier, right? Do you always have to be so dramatic? Just don't make a big deal out of this, will you?" Hange said.

"I told you it's fine, which word did you not understand?"

Hange turned towards Moblit and sneered: "Mr Grumpass over here has the worst case of resting bitch face known to man, but he's a softie deep inside, right Levi?"

Rolling his eyes, he grunted and leaned to the bartender. "Two beers and…" he turned to Moblit. "What do you drink?"

The young man seemed fascinated by the tips of his shoes but mumbled a vague reply, his face blushing under Levi's look. He had been feeling the short man's unwonted hostility since his arrival.

"Two beers and a whisky neat then, please," he ordered.

Levi grabbed the bottles and Moblit his own glass and they sat at the table a group of noisy students just left. Hange took off their worn out coat, randomly threw it on their chair and headed to the bathroom.

Only swallowing sounds filled the awkward silence between both men as they took a sip of their drink. Time seemed to stretch as they waited for Hange to come back.

"You...you seem to be…in a…in a worse mood than usual today, Levi." Moblit found the courage to break the heavy atmosphere, the end of the sentence stumbling out of his mouth in a hurry. "Are you alright?"

Levi averted his gaze. "Nothing unusual, don't worry about that," he replied in a breath.

Moblit's fingers fidgeted over his glass. His eyebrows seemed to knit as he was deep in thought.

"I saw it, you know…" he said after a pause. "When we stepped in earlier."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Levi glanced nervously to the bathroom door every once in a while, his knuckles whitening as he tightened the grip on the beer bottle.

"I noticed that you almost smiled when Hange came in, but your face soured as soon as you saw me."

Moblit paused for a few seconds again, his eyes still dived into his glass.

"So I'm asking you what's wrong today, because I never ever saw you so angry with me!" he finally let out sheepishly.

Levi rubbed his face, ran his hand through his hair and let out a long, weary sigh. Leaning over the table, gesturing to get Moblit to do the same, he finally asked in an infuriated whisper: "the fuck are you doing here? Why didn't Hange come alone?"

Taken aback, Moblit gasped: "they said you planned to have drinks together tonight and they invited me. As a friend."

Anger still filled Levi's low voice.

"Why did you accept? Now you ruined it all, dumbass!"

Moblit choked on a sip of whisky and coughed.

"What do you mean, Levi? How could I refuse? I thought Erwin and Miche would be here as well but I don-"

Moblit stopped and his eyes widened comically as he came to a logical conclusion.

"Holy sh-shit... I'm sorry to ask this but…is this a date?" he squeaked.

As Levi opened his mouth to reply, Hange rushed over to them and, as graceful as a hippo, sank into their chair with a relieved sigh.

"Oi! How are you doing guys? Talking about me?" they said with a dorky grin.

"We were starting to worry, Four-Eyes!" Levi scoffed. "Man, how long of a shit were you taking anyway?"

Hange burst out laughing: "oh, long enough to get the job done, thank you for asking!"

Moblit had been stunned for years by their constant, almost always disgusting bickering, mostly based on poop jokes and mean nicknames. But today he couldn't believe this banter may have become a sick way of flirting, at least from Levi's part.

Fucking weirdos.

He finished his drink in one gulp and put his glass on the table a little too heavily. The young man suddenly cleared his throat, interrupting the stream of gross jesting flowing between the two, drawing Levi's irked attention to him.

Hange's boisterous laughter faded away as they also turned to look at him. 

"I…I have to…to go now," he uttered sheepishly.

As he got up, pushing back his chair with an unpleasant screeching, Hange grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Where do you think you're going?" they asked. "Don't leave me alone with Shortstack over here, he's literally pouring his shit-talking down on me!" They winked and grinned as Levi rolled his eyes.

Hange looked up at him with their legendary pleading puppy eyes."Stay with us Moblit, we only just got started! It'll be so much fun! Please, please, please, please!!!"

Moblit briefly glanced at Levi and a shiver of dread instantly ran down his spine as he met his sharp grey look.

"I'm…I'm…s-sorry, Hange, I…I really have to…to go now." A pearl of cold sweat made its way down his face. 

"I'm…I'm supposed to see…er… Nifa later and I…I need to take a shower first! Have fun and...and…well, see you tomorrow at the lab Hange!"

Before his friend tried to stop him from leaving again, he hurried out of the bar as Levi watched him go, a smug smirk on his face.

Hange was right: they had just got started.

*****

Thank you so much to my Darling Terra @dont-f-with-moogles for beta/proof reading 😘

[itwasthereaminuteago]

|| Lighthouse ||

Frank Castle & Matt Murdock, ft. season 3 depressed!suicidal!Matt.

1 of ?

🌧️ 🌧️ 🌧️

The line keeps ringing out, echoing through his skull like a death knell. He's not sure if the number is even still in use, but he had to take a shot. Just before he's about to give in and hang up, there's a soft click as the call is answered.

He says nothing yet, just waits.

Finally, there's a resigned sigh on the other end.

"Red." Frank says. Thankfully the nickname he'd given him was ambiguous enough that if anyone else had picked up they wouldn't know who was calling and for whom.

"How'd you know?"

Frank wasn't quite sure how to process how he felt when he heard that voice come back at him through the line. There’s a dry lump in his throat he didn't expect that he has to swallow down before he speaks.

"That you were alive?" he replies, "You ain't the only one with friends in the church, kid."

"Can't even trust a nun to keep a secret it seems…" Matt scoffs. "So, I guess you heard…"

"About Midland Circle? Yeah, I heard."

Frank isn't sure he fully believes that Red's sai-wielding woman had truly come back in a second life with some sorta ninja-magic or whatever, but he knew enough that things hadn't ended well after that and he wasn't going to tread over the subject. He knew the guy would be hurting, and not just from having a wholeass building come down on top of him.

He more than knew how losing someone you cared about ripped away part of your soul. Hell, maybe that's why he had called in the first place.

"Don't think this city's ever gonna get rid of us." He adds. They've both had more than nine lives between them, Frank didn't dwell on the fact that he'd been hellishly lucky so far.

"So you're here, then." Matt deduces, and Frank grumbles in response, annoyed that he managed to give himself away without actually realising. He was too focused on keeping him on the line, keeping him talking at least, if not open.

"Guess so. As I said, can't keep me away."

"What is it you want, Frank?" Matt snaps, the devil's edge suddenly ringing clear in his tone.

Frank clicks his tongue. "Look, I know you don't just shake off something like that so easy, and another thing I know s'that you need people around you afterwards, good people."

"Are you good people, Frank?"

He can't help the scoffing sound he makes at that. "Don't do that. You know who I mean. Don't push those friends of yours away when ya really need em."

There's a frustrated sigh. "When I care about people, they get hurt. It's best for everyone if I stay away."

"Yeah, that's what I reckoned too but we both know that ain't true, Red, don't we?"

Silence. That isn't good. Maybe he's pushed too hard too soon.

Just as Frank's about to bare more of himself than he's ever shared with anyone since his family had-

"I wonder what the point is anymore. Every time I've tried to help clean this place up it just spits back in my face." There's a beat before Matt continues. "Maybe… maybe it's just time I stop trying."

It worries Frank that there’s something different about the tone of his voice, it’s void of… something. The kid sounds defeated, empty. This was all balancing on the knife's edge. Frank knew Matt was at a place where he could go either way, easily give him a 'fuck you', hang up, and probably end up dead in a dumpster somewhere, or he could use Frank, take his 'friendly' ear if he wanted it.

“It’s a purpose, keeps you goin’ y’know? You need that. Fuck, god knows I do."

"Made your peace with Him, huh?" Matt jabs bitterly, but at least he's still talking.

"Yeah, maybe… I was thinkin' about goin' to church y'know, when there wasn't anywhere else I wanted to turn. Sometimes goin' to the places you'd think you'd never go can give ya some perspective…"

It's an invitation of sorts. Well, as much as Frank feels comfortable offering without saying "hey, d'ya wanna meet up for a beer and cry it out?"

"It's a free country, noone could stop you." Comes the response, the acceptance. Frank takes it.

"Remind me. Clinton, is it?" He knows it is. He's already on his way.

Another weary sigh. "Yeah."

"A'right." Frank says, "See you soon."

[terristarstrike]

Sleepover At The Starship (pt 1)

Terrina barely knew how to host a slumber party, let alone be a part of one. Back in the giant world, she was painfully neurotic and afraid of being bullied by her Jotuzon peers. She didn’t have that many friends to talk to, aside from Meg, but she was always relentlessly tormented whenever she talked about her fascination with humans. She knew what it was like to be a wallflower, much like Bailey was.

As the leader of the Terrestrial Kids, Bailey has handled a couple slumber parties before. She wasn’t really an expert at being social, especially since she’s isolated herself from the world being too caught up in her own interests, but she was always interested to spend as much time with her friends as she could.

Bailey was a total introvert, but Terri helped her break out of her shell, and Terri, herself, learned to embrace her mixed half-human nature, and be more courageous in fighting for the human world back on El-Doe. 

If Terri was to fulfill her purpose as a living hybrid, she would have to face her deepest fear: mingling with her own people.

"Bailey, I think I may have a crazy idea that I know I'm gonna hate, but if I'm gonna embrace both of my Human and Jotuzon sides, I gotta start interacting with my fellow giants. I’m throwing a slumber party, right here, in my starship!" But Bailey remembered how much Terri hated being with the Jotuzons, even if she was one of them. "Aren't you like.. scared of your own people?" Bailey asked her girlfriend. "I'm not scared, I just prefer to be... by myself!" Terri laughed. "I mean, even though I AM one of them, I don't belong WITH them." Bailey massaged Terri's giant hand as she spoke "Well, it wouldn't hurt to try hanging out with them?" "Sweetheart.. you're right." Terri sighed "I guess I do love being a giant. Hell, that's like one of the best things about me!

Bailey wanted to be excited, she was a Jotuzon too, but she was also a human who spent most of her time being as small as a bug compared to the giants. Terri was a lot of handle, but imagine multiple giants all at once! Every one of their footsteps shaking the Earth with a powerful magnitude. Their voices being so loud that no human inside the starship would be able to get a good night’s sleep, no matter how far away they are from the main room.

Meg wanted out of her Terri’s slumber party. She wasn’t used to slumber parties, nor was she a fan of loud social gatherings, and she definitely didn't want to face her longtime bullies.

"Hey, Ree" a Jotuzon-sized Meg pitched in by Terri's side "I was thinking if me and Bailey can just have own tiny slumber party. It's not like I don't wanna throw myself into the crossfire and be the laughing stock all over again." "No way! I wanna get to know my fellow Jotuzons." Bailey wanted to remain as positive and curious as possible.

"But she's inviting our long-time bullies, Bails!" Meg argued "They've been mocking me and Terrina for our interest in humans! Such weirdos.." Meg didn't know what to make of her former enemies, she was practically annoyed every time they spoke to her. Meg wanted to shrink and just stay out of it entirely, but maybe she was considering to mingle with the other Jotuzons for a change, Bailey and Meg were half-Jotuzon after all. It'd be better than losing sleep over the giants’ loud voices from the other room.

"Maybe I'll go big for this one, and you can watch after Gelli." Bailey placed the little sentient blob into Meg's massive palm. For Terri’s tiny pet blob, Gellatine, her fears were a LOT worse. Gelli could expand to massive size if she wanted to, but she would feel as it she was straining herself to her limits. Sure, she was a shapeshifter, but she was terrified to be on the same floor as those gargantuan Jotuzons. The powerful vibrations of their footsteps and their carelessness towards Morphs made her absolutely pale to her core. Bailey and Meg promised that they would take good care of Gelli while Terri had her party, and to keep an eye on her so she doesn’t get squished over and over again. Bailey grew into her giant Bailynn form, while Gelli wrapped herself around Meg's finger like a ring.

Once the doorbell rung, Terri hesitated to answer… she didn’t know how to keep an eye on an entire group of giants her size if they visited Earth, she didn’t know how to talk to them without mentioning humans, she didn’t know how to converse with her own species altogether. But she wanted to do this, to earn their forgiveness and maybe some new friendships, and she began to open the front door…

That's right, you're about to meet some very interesting giants! Nope, not the hybrid kind this time. FULL. BLOODED. JOTUZONS. To be continued! 🤫

[giantkillerjack]

My sister-in-law frustrates me to no end even though we barely ever interact because she keeps inviting my partner to parties with her Christian Republican friends, even though my partner told her not to send an invite to us if those friends will be there. And even though my sister-in-law is bisexual!!

And then she turns around and complains about not knowing how to deal with her friends saying, like, horrible sexist stuff as though that is just some natural unavoidable quirk of having friends!

Like, these Christian Republicans she has befriended don't seem to be kind - they're not even nice a lot of the time! They don't make for good friends, and she doesn't seem happy or supported in relation to them. In fact, she basically only ever talks about how her friends and/or current boyfriend are making her unhappy!

Because here's the thing: The effect of prioritizing 'including your Trump-supporter friends at your parties' over 'being invested in creating a safe space for marginalized people in your home', is that people who DO care about creating those safe spaces... won't wanna hang out with you! Because if you invite both cats and mice to your table equally, only the cats will show!

She's so afraid of losing the shitty friends she has now that she allows them to act as barriers to accessing friends who are invested in her wellbeing in a capitalistic hellscape!

It makes me sad because she's basically trapped herself, and there's nothing I can do to offer help without either compromising my morals or making my partner's life way harder by starting shit with her family.

Like, I consider myself a good friend, yeah? I try really really hard to be one, and it matters to me immensely. I am ride-or-die for the folks I love, and I am invested in being open and vulnerable and radically safe to be around when it comes to building strong friendships that are mutually fulfilling. I have a unique talent for validating people that I have honed for years because I genuinely want to make sure people feel safe and loved and seen.

And if my sister-in-law and I were friends, I could give all of that to her. I would strive to be an example of what it looks like when someone decides to care about you and treat you right on purpose, without expecting anything in return but your mutual respect. She would be family. She would be [Queer] Family. I would see to it that she knew she could call on me when she needed a friend.

But like.

This asshole has invited me to hang out with Trump supporters on multiple occasions.

We ain't gonna be friends.

[kae-karo]

hi i need some advice. earlier this year me and one of my best friends had a few big fights that led to us not being friends anymore but we still hang out with mostly the same people. we both got invited to a friendsgiving in a couple weeks and i feel bad that i don't wanna go. she still makes my blood boil and i'm honestly mad that my friends are still friends with her after how she treated me (i know thats not entirely fair and i'm working on it) so to deal with all that on top of my (1/2)

typical anxiety about food and food-centered gatherings might make me have a really shitty time but i wanna see my friends.. idk what to do(2/2) thanks in advance and i hope you're having a good day<3

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hi hello dear!!! first and foremost, i am so sorry to hear what happened with your ex-friend, and very sorry that you're stuck in such a tough position with this other group of friends <3 (also i totally feel u on the food anxiety!!! that can be such a frustrating additional stressor to already stressful situations)

my first suggestion would be to communicate (assuming you haven't already!!) with the friends you want to hang out with - based on the fact that they invited both you and the ex-friend to the friendsgiving, i'm guessing they aren't really expecting there to be a major issue, but they might not be aware of how you feel on the situation! very honestly, if you don't feel comfortable being around the ex-friend in that kind of situation, i might just chat with the friends and see if there's another time they can all hang out (i know that's always a bit of a challenge with aligning schedules!!) - hell, maybe solve both problems at once, are they able to do something with you sometime in the near future that doesn't involve food? ik food is often central to Hangout Events of varying sorts, but if there are any events that you'd be more comfy with, maybe start there and see if they have time to have a second hangout event without the ex-friend! or, if you can't get everyone together, maybe some time for hanging out just one-on-one with each of the friends? either way, your comfort is still important in a relationship, and hopefully they understand that!!

if that's not really feeling like an option for you (totally understood!) and/or you do want to go to the friendsgiving (for the purpose of seeing the friends), are there any friends within that group that you feel close enough to that you could let them know about your stress and request some support during the friendsgiving? i'm not sure the whole style of the event or number of friends you have attending, but if there's any reasonable chance of mostly avoiding the ex-friend, i'd say to give it a go and just have someone (or a few someones) you can lean on if you start to get stressed and need a bit of a break

the alternate to that (or an augmentation to it) would be to have a straight up exit strategy - come up with an excuse (real or not) ahead of time and have it ready for when you feel too overwhelmed. if you have trusted friends there that you feel comfortable informing ahead of time that you might have to leave due to stress or feeling overwhelmed, maybe do that as well! otherwise, invent a minor family situation or errand or work/school/whatever thing or roommate situation or something along those lines to have on hand to get you out of something when you feel like you need to absolutely leave but don't want to make anyone feel upset or targeted or whatever. this has been a lowkey lifesaver for me and made me personally feel a lot more comfortable attending events that i might otherwise shy away from cause i'm worried i'll get completely overwhelmed/overstimmed in some capacity!

ofc, if you're not vibing with going and all signs point to 'miserable' no matter which way you slice it, you may not feel great about forcing yourself to go, which is totally valid! i would still try to coordinate with the friends (since that sounds like the key thing you're really hoping for) to get some more time to hang out, if you can!

hope this helped a bit and sending u very good vibes dear <3

[riotgrrrl200]

Destroy Boys: Dissecting the Lyrics of “I Threw Glass at my Friend’s Eyes and Now I’m on Probation”

“I Threw Glass at my Friend’s Eyes and Now I’m on Probation” actually has nothing to do with glass but it discusses the idea of grooming and having a relationship with an older man. It talks about how it can be super confusing to be in that situation. This song can be used to help other women in a confusing and mucky situation. Hearing other people singing about being in a grooming situation while simultaneously hearing the voice of the song discuss how confusing the situation truly is can be very validating. Having music like in the media is so helpful to individuals experiencing these situations because they can start to understand what is going on from a different perspective. The first section I want to discuss is the first verse. It is as follows: 

You're ruining my life day by day

The butterflies you give me are literally making me nauseous

This is disgusting, like seriously dude?

What do you think you're doing?

You're like way older than me and you're gross

And I don't wanna do that

The first verse of this song is used to introduce the problem which is that there is a confusing situation between an older person and a younger person. The young person is meant to be the voice of the song and we are hearing their side of the story. We as the listener are to assume that this is a heterosexual interaction which means that the framing of this song is that the older man is preying on the younger girl which is a very prevalent issue plaguing the United States and the rest of the world. The first line is to introduce that she knows this is not a good situation. The line where she discusses the butterflies that she has is meant to show that she is having a bad gut feeling about the overall situation. Lines three and four are meant to discuss how in a grooming scenario, the fault is on the adult and the younger person is the victim. Adults who groom children and young adults are fully aware of what they are doing and it is very important to put that idea back onto the perpetrator. The last two lines again show that the younger girl is not accepting of the idea and knows that it is not appropriate. The next section that I want to discuss is the chorus which is as follows: 

Never invite me over ever again

Just kidding, please do!

I really wanna hang out with you

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

The chorus’s purpose is to show the confusion in which the young girl is faced with. She is conflicted because she knows that it is wrong to get involved with or even date someone who is grooming her but she is intrigued. She finds herself drawn to the situation but this brings up the idea of male validation. In our patriarchal society, male validation is one of the highest valued measures that we have. The opinion of men is drilled into our minds and it can manifest into wanting to please men even when it is at the detriment of yourself. The second verse quickly snaps us back into criticizing the actions of the adult and the lyrics are as follows: 

But fuck you! You're so old, dude!

Like seriously, what do you think you're doing?

Your hands are so big and you're so tall, wow

You know, I kinda wish I had let you do that one thing that one time

But in retrospect it would've been a bad idea, because

You don't care about me like I care about you, so that'd be bad

After a chorus that shows us that the young girl is confused, we get a verse that reminds us again that it is not the voice of the song's fault. She calls attention to the fact that the older man is doing something wrong in the first two lines. The third through fifth lines of this verse are to show confusion within her because she wants to be a part of the situation but knows it is not okay. The final line is an important one because this is where she explicitly states that the situation is very different for the both of them. For the adult man this is a perverted and disgusting fantasy in which he wants to have relations with a child or at least a much younger person. For him it may also be a power trip that he is seeking out but whatever the motive, it is disgusting. He is using manipulation to try and trick the young girl into thinking that they should be together but this is why the song goes back and forth, the voice is confused because he is confusing her. On her side, she actually likes him and her feelings are a mix of her actually liking this man and his manipulation playing with her mind. The last section I want to discuss is the third verse which is as follows: 

I'm really ironically pissed off right now

I'm feeling quite lost right now

Like in a really big forest like in Lake Tahoe or something

Somewhere big and scary 'cause you're scary as shit, dude!

Like, I don't really know what I can tell you

You kinda freak me out but we could be friends!

This verse shows another side of her confusion. She says that she is “ironically” pissed off but this line actually means that she doesn’t actually feel angry at him. Everyone is expecting her to be angry at him so she is pretending to be but is not actually mad at him since she actually likes him. The next five lines show that by the end of the song she acknowledges that she is scared of this man and that she knows that she should most likely not interact with him. She finally gets to a point where she is scared of the man because she realizes that she is being preyed upon. The whole time the voice is aware that she should not be entertaining this man but she is getting so confused. I think this song is so important because it discusses this topic as what it is which is confusing. The feelings that the voice of the song is experiencing is clearly hard for her to understand which puts a more human undertone to an otherwise black and white concept of grooming is bad. It helps the listener understand a little more that these situations are complicated and that if they are experiencing something similar, they will be able to relate to the lyrics. Anyone listening to this song while going through a situation like this may find it helpful to relate to such a blatant discussion of this topic. 

Source: https://genius.com/Destroy-boys-i-threw-glass-at-my-friends-eyes-and-now-im-on-probation-lyrics

[manjiropie]

do whatever is in your mind.

Young Mikey x Reader!

Warn! no warnings today! enjoy!

It's not often Mikey and I have a quarrel. We do bicker here and there, but that's what happens between friends, right?

I've joined Toman for almost a year now– although I've known Manjiro for much longer. I met him through Emma, who is a big friend of mine for as long as I can remember. She was there for me at times when I felt like there was no exit, no light. She's an extremely important part of my life– of me.

I've come to realize that I have been spending more and more time near Mikey, which is not bad, I do enjoy his presence. He may look tough and intimidating but he's just like a mochi: freezing cold on the outside but melting saccharine inside. Now that I'm a part of the gang and actually get to know and participate, I've gotten closer to him. Here and there Mikey invites me out.

"So, it's like a date?" I'd smirk suggestively at him.

"In your dreams." He'd try to hide his smile and he'd look away.

However, there are a few little habits he has that tend to send me on a rage trip. I get mad easily. Things will likely set on fire quickly. It's not that I want to, but my mother is not one of the most patient people in the world and she tells me to cool down. As if.

This last week was the cherry on top.

Mikey had crossed the line. He had pissed me off in every single way possible. He pretended not to listen to me while he was eating. He would answer me in a "oh, I don't really fucking care about what you're talking about!" way. He tripped while he was laughing hysterically at something Draken had said and his pink lemonade was all over my white shirt. He drew in an assignment that was due to the next day for my math class. He told me off for no reason at all in front of everyone in the last Toman's meeting... all of that wasn't on purpose. I am aware of how incredibly short his attention spam is when it comes to not so important affairs. But, fuck, couldn't he just be a little nicer to me? At least during last week where I was having sharp cramps in my fucking uterus? Yeah, maybe he didn't know that because I try not to be so obvious. But when he told us we'd be training last thursday I almost laid on the ground in fetal position and cried for hours. I didn't! I fought and then went home and cried.

Then, this Saturday– today –he invited me to his house to hang out. Emma was with a friend and his grandfather was out of town. When he called me to his house we never did much. We'd watch TV, hang out on the couch discussing stupid stuff, we'd be on our phones... nothing so wow. It was still fun, though.

I wasn't in the best mood to leave my comfy bed but I was way less in the mood to fight him off over the phone. So I slid out of the bed and dressed the first jeans I saw laying on the end of my bed and the oversized Nirvana shirt hanging off my chair (it's actually my dad's shirt, shhh).

~

I knocked twice on his bedroom's door.

"Come in." He yelled from inside. I open the door and he's laying on the bed, his head hanging off of it and his hair is almost touching the floor. His face lit up and he rolled over so he laid on his stomach. I walk over and sit down beside him.

"What's up with the frown?" I didn't notice I was frowning to be honest. Guess the bad mood followed me here.

I shrug.

"Ugh, don't tell me you're in a bad mood." He whines. "I called you here to chill and you're already angry. What's up?" He lays on his pillow and swings his legs to place them on my lap. I huff and shove them off, getting up.

"You've been treating me like shit the whole week and now you wanna chill?" I say, more calm than I thought.

"I did not treat you like shit this week? When do I treat you like shit?" His tone was one of disbelief and confusion.

"Ah, Mikey. Embarrassing me in front of the rest of gang; spilling your drink on my school shirt, which is now stained; ignoring me or answering like you're bored..." I list them off on my fingers. "I am the one who asks, what's up with you?! God, you're always being so unpredictable, which is good sometimes but not like this! Not to me!"

I flop down on the couch, starting to get tired of this whole thing. Knowing Mikey, I know that he'll not lay down again.

"So you're the only one allowed to have bad days now?" He sits on the edge of his bed and I turn my head around lazily, uninterested, bored, like him.

"You were laughing incredibly loud with Takemitchi and Draken friday."

"You can be so annoying sometimes."

"Oh, I'm the annoying one now?" I stand up.

"If you don't like my company, why did you even come in first place?" He also stands. We don't have much height difference, but he's hardly two inches taller than me.

His voice is calm, like always. Which makes me infuriated. "Fucking hell! Does it hurt for you to apologize!?" My sudden outburst takes him on surprise, and me, too.

"I already apologized, stop whining about it."

"I'm not whining–"

"If you weren't," he walks to his desk and sets a cup that was once beside his bed down. "You would've dropped this matter before."

"You don't give a damn about what I feel, do you, Mikey?"

"What?" He turns around, brows knit together.

"You heard me. You made me have a bad week and the least you could do is apologize, you dumbass!" I stomp to his direction.

"I already did! Why don't you–"

"Shut up or I'll punch you." I say, slightly looking up.

His eyebrows twitch and he slowly tilts his head to the side, like a puppy. "Or what.. ?"

"Are you fucking deaf?" I point to my ears.

He comes a little closer. "You're gonna do what if I don't shut up?"

"I'm going to punch you if you don't stop being a brat." I sneer at him. My blood boiling. The stress from this shitty past week overflowing in that moment.

"Oh, yeah?" I could feel his breath oh my nose.

"What? Are you doubting me? I would." I jerk up an eyebrow. I've never fought physically with him. But it's not like I can't.

"I'd like to see you try." His eyes flicker to my lips for a brief second and my breath fails, making me cough.

"What? Can't punch me?" He amuses.

"Fuck you."

Suddenly I feel an arm sneak around my waist and in a second I'm chest to chest with Mikey. My eyes widen– his were peaceful as ever, although superior.

"Do it." He says, looking down at me.

The way he's holding me is making my head spin. True, Mikey is cute...

"Do what?"

He laughs at my confused expression. "I don't know... what did you say you'd do to me?"

Ha ha.

His hold on me tightens.

"Do whatever is on your mind." He says.

My eyes roam free between his eyes and his soft pink lips. Do whatever is on your mind.

If he knew what was on my mind, would he still allow me to?

"Do it," he encourages me once again, "aren't you the 'oh so brave' one? Punch me, yell at me, do whatever you want to me."

Those words were the last push I needed. My hands find the soft skin of his neck, hidden by his long hair. I pull him close and lock our lips together. I feel him making a little sound, I don't know if it was surprise or relief.

If by just looking at it his lips seemed soft, actually touching it felt like kissing cotton candy or guessing cloud shapes.

He didn't pull back, in fact, he held me with both hands. I have no clue how he did that but it seemed as though all of my worries dissipated as we kissed.

My heart was beating so fast that it made my chest hurt. My head started to pound when I spent a little too long without air. I pull back from his lips and keep my gaze on them as I breathe heavily.

"Hm." He hums quietly, almost dreamily if you'd ask me.

I look up at his face and smile a bit, noticing how his cheeks are pink. I lift an eyebrow up as if asking what he was thinking. He shakes his head and then puts his right hand on my cheek, caressing it. He kisses me again. This time is slower. As though being present in the moment. As if it were just me and him and nothing else.

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[julyarchives]

Complicated || (M)

→ Pairing: Hui x Fem!Reader

→ Genre: Smut; Exes to Lovers.

→ Words:  3.7K

→ Warnings: Mentions of Alcohol; Spit kink; Choking; F and M receiving Oral; Fingering; Squirting; Power Play; Jealousy.

→ A/n: It took us a little longer to finish this story, but we are so happy with the result, so we promise it is worth the wait! Thank you 🐧 anon for this amazing request! We hope you all like it 💕

"And who's that?" Hui asked Yanan.

He looked at you across the room, looking like a deer caught in headlights. When you looked in his direction, a bright smile lit up on your face and you waved excitedly.

At first, he was confused, but when you got closer and greeted Yanan with a friendly hug, it all made sense.

"Hui," Yanan called him, but his eyes had never left you. "This is Y/N. She's my best friend"

Hui was well aware that Yanan meant 'don't try any funny business because she's my friend', but he was already hypnotized by you.

"Nice to meet you, Hui." you said, the way his name rolled off your tongue had him shivering, and you didn't miss the way he looked up and down at you.

You smiled at him, and he could just tell there was a little bit of mischief hiding in your sweetness. As for the rest of the night, Hui had made it his mission to make you smile at him as much as he could.

He was just mesmerized by you and used every excuse to have Yanan bringing you along on every night out, and inevitably you became friends. You got along, and hanging out together was way more fun than he first expected, and he grew to actually enjoy your company.

Yanan was constantly on Hui's hair, warning that you were not the type of girl he used to date casually, and would not forgive you if you ruined their friendship, and that's why it took him long to make a move on you.

It was actually you who took the first step, kissing him unexpectedly one night when you two sneaked to the kitchen for snacks while your friends played in the living room. It was a point of no return for both of you, the chemistry was undeniable - Hui knew everything you liked and you knew what to do to drive him mad.

You surprised him by showing that you were not the innocent girl he thought you were, and he was not a no-attachment ladies man Yanan had told you he was. The fact that you became friends first was crucial for the relationship, and it was the reason it lasted fairly long, but it was also the reason that it ended. You both recognized that you two wanted different things and were in different places, and it was best to end things before one of you got hurt.

That, however, did not fix the endless tension between you two.

Inevitably you didn't stop seeing each other, now that you had the same friend circle, and it would always end with one of you snapping at the other.

Tonight was one of those occasions, and you had your mind set on not letting Hui ruin your night. It was a perfectly good party, full of people, all your friends gathered in one of their houses, some acquaintances along enough to make the place full, and the loud music making everyone enjoy themselves.

Hui was there, you had already spotted him, but you were good at pretending he wasn't there, even though you could feel his gaze burning holes in the back of your head, but you just danced your worries away.

Making your way through the crowd, you managed to get to the kitchen and fix yourself a cold drink to cool off.

"Fuck, it's hot in here" you mumbled to yourself, using your free hand to hold your hair.

"Right?" A stranger answered, making your head snap in his direction, and you both chuckled at your reaction "sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

"It's fine," you laughed. He was tall and had just the most adorkable laugh, and somehow you felt comfortable enough to start a conversation "I'm Y/N"

You reached your hand to him, which he immediately took.

"Shinwon" he leaned closer for you to hear him over the loud music

"Do you wanna dance, Shinwon?" You boldly asked

"Lead the way" he smirked

You gently grabbed his hand, guiding you two back to the packed living room. Getting there was the hardest part, only being able to enjoy his company when you reached the make-do dance floor. You could practically feel an intense stare on your figure as you moved closer to Shinwon but chose to ignore it for now. The new tall handsome man was giving as good as he got, dancing behind you sensually, following your movements. The dance was equally fun and sexy, the new company making it all too exciting for you. You could feel Shinwon's lean muscles behind you and you closed your eyes, moving with him completely. As you two turned and moved on the dance floor, you opened your eyes, feeling Shinwon's hand gripping your waist harder. Too bad you were standing directly into Hui's view, almost as if you did it on purpose. Which you did not but since life wanted that way, why not enjoy it.

The burning tension between you, the mix of annoyance and attraction always made you feel ready to burn him back, so that was enough reason for you to wink and bite your lip at him, grinding back on Shinwon's unsuspecting and welcoming body. You only could keep that up for a few minutes before Shinwon managed to turn you, leaning closer to kindly invite you to the rooms upstairs. It was what you needed to get your mind out of the fuming man sitting across from you, so you nodded with a flirty smile before holding his hand once more and leading the way.

Getting up there was fast and soon enough you were trying every door to check for any room available, giggling to no end when at least three doors were locked. The last door was in sight and you were sure it'd be empty, your hand ready to turn the knob when you heard your name being called. You huffed, watching Hui walking closer to you and Shinwon, the man looking at you confused.

"We need to talk", Hui said as he got close enough, his breathing hard and face a bit red.

"We don't, actually. You see, I'm busy".

"Cut the crap, Y/N. Get lost, man, I seriously need to talk to her".

"Oh no. Shinwon, stay. We have nothing to talk about!". Poor Shinwon was completely confused, looking from you to Hui, his hand slowly slipping away from yours.

"Um, Y/N", Shinwon turned to you, one hand carefully tucking a hair strand behind your ear. "It's okay. You know this won't be good if I stay. Yanan told me this could happen if I ever saw you…"

"What?!", you heard Hui shouting at the same moment you did, you not even sparing him a glance.

"I'll get your number from him and I'll call you, yeah?".

"I'm sorry", you didn't even know if you were mad or sad or even frustrated for being cockblocked by Hui no less.

"It's fine. Keep that room in mind, we may use sometime", Shinwon winked at you and turned to leave, nodding to Hui as he walked by. Hui didn't even look at him, his stare fixated on you.

You held his gaze for a few seconds before turning around on your heels and entering the room.

"Talk" you demanded, afraid that if you said more you would end up cursing at him.

"What the fuck was that little show downstairs?" He was already talking loudly, stepping into your personal space.

"I was just enjoying myself," you walked around him, bumping on his shoulders purposefully, hearing him sigh in anger. "Minding my own business, you know what that means?"

You grabbed the doorknob to open the door, ready to leave Hui behind to deal with his problems himself, but you had barely opened an inch when you heard his rushed stomps getting closer, and he grabbed your waist, turning you around and slamming your back against the door, getting it to close behind you.

"I highly doubt that winking at me while rubbing yourself against a stranger counts as 'minding your business', Y/N." He leaned closer to you, noses almost bumping, his hand palming the door trapped you against him. He "And I don't think that fucking someone else will make you forget me."

His eyes didn't stray from yours, and your chest was rising up and down fast - you just weren't sure if it was of annoyance or anticipation.

He smirked and leaned back, this time to whisper in your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin

"He can not make you feel good like I do." He nibbled your earlobe just the slightest "you would end up thinking of me"

He planted open mouth kisses along your jaw, small gasps escaping your lips against your will. You just couldn't help but melt under his touch.

"He doesn't know you like I do." He stepped forward, hips pressing against yours. "He doesn't know what a pretty little slut you are"

Hui ended the distance between you harshly, all his lust seeping through a rough desperate kiss. His hand immediately went to your hair, tugging it until it sting, but he knew you loved it. Your body responded to him like a magnet, you just couldn't help yourself but be completely gone for him.

He nibbled your bottom lip, sucking and licking it, humming in satisfaction with the feeling of having you altogether his. He trailed down your neck where he bit on the skin, licking the spot afterward to soothe, marking you as he was claiming you to him. His name started rolling off your tongue involuntarily, moaning every time he found a new spot to mark.

"That's right, baby girl" he whispered "keep doing that"

He cupped one breast with his free hand, squeezing it while he hungrily attacked your lips again. He started rolling his body against yours and you could feel the hard-on in his pants pressing against your clothed core.

He let go of you completely, and you whined at the loss of contact, only to have him hold your hand and walk backward until he reached the bed, where he sat on the edge.

"You know what to do, baby girl." He said in a low voice, and his hooded eyes watched you dropping on your knees in between his spread legs.

You looked deep into his eyes while undoing his belt and jeans, he leaned back, both hands on the mattress to support himself while he watched you. He bucked his hips up just enough for you to put his pants and underwear down, setting his cock free from the constricted clothes.

Your mouth salivated at the sight of his erection hitting his stomach, already leaking pre-cum. You wrapped your hand around it, using your thumb to smear his juices around, and he hissed at the contact, a breathy moan falling from his lips as you started moving your hand up and down slowly.

He reached one hand and grabbed the hair behind your head, making you look at him.

"I don't think you have the right to tease me, baby" he almost growled

"But-" you tried to speak, but he cut you short

"Ah-ah" he shushed, "I think we can find a better use for that smart mouth. Open up"

You sat back on your heels, opening your mouth like he commanded as he leaned over you, the grip on your hair still holding you in place, puckering his lips and you watched as the drool fell out of it, directly into your mouth.

Hui watched you swallow it with a proud smirk. This is something that only Hui could do to you, you thought, and it was just another way for him to claim you as his, and you could not imagine anyone else in this situation with you. It just reminded you how much you discovered about yourself in your innumerous adventures with him, and it was one of the reasons you loved that relationship.

Quickly shaking those thoughts away, you returned your focus to the current situation, as Hui ran his hand through his hair before leaning back, waiting for you to make your move.

You gulped in anticipation, taking his member in hand and waiting no time to take the head into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and hearing Hui moaning lowly. You jerked him off, twisting your hand loosely around his dick, then hollowing your cheeks to swallow more of him. His hand twisted around your hair and guided your movements, making you bob your head just the way he wanted.

He bucked his hips and his member hit the back of your throat, making you gag, to which he responded with a loud moan, throwing his head back in pleasure. Relaxing and breathing through your nose, you let him deeper inside you as he kept bucking up to meet your movements.

When you were finally getting used to it, he pulled you away abruptly, breathing in heavily and watching you through hooded eyes.

"You were doing so good, baby girl, but I still want to fuck you senseless." He smirked. "And right now you're wearing too many clothes for that to happen. Strip for me"

Hui sat back and watched you follow his commands once again. Your eyes didn't stray from him as you unzipped your dress and let it fall off of you, proceeding by stepping out of your high heels. Once you're finished taking off your underwear, Hui stripped out of his remaining clothes as well.

"Now get on the bed" his voice was stern and his eyes followed you. "Ass up"

You got in the position without questioning, resting your head on a pillow

"Look at that, dripping just from giving me pleasure" he ran a finger through your slit, grabbing your butt strongly with the other hand, making you squirm under his touch. "Such a mess for me"

"Just for you" you mindlessly mumbled.

"Good." He slapped your ass, not too strong, just enough for you to yelp in surprise. "Are you still on the pill?" He asked

"Yes" you said shily

"Did you fuck anyone else after me?" He asked, his voice just as commanding as before, and when you choked on your words, embarrassed to admit the truth, he slapped you a little harder, making you hiss.

"N-no, sir" you stuttered and the name just slipped.

Hui chuckled pleasantly at your answer, his dick twitching at hearing you call him "sir", but you two could discuss that later because all he wanted was to feel himself inside you.

"Good girl" he praised, caressing the spot where he hit you.

When both of his hands held onto your waist, you felt him entering you, his thickness welcoming in your pussy, and you realized how much you had missed the feeling of him filling you up.

He didn't give you time to adjust because you didn't need it, choosing instead to pound you mercilessly, his length hitting the perfect spot inside you, leaving you a whimpering mess already.

"That's for you to not forget who you belong to." He dig his fingers in your waist, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing in the room "you're mine." He grunted "this pussy is mine"

You buried your face in the pillow, unable to formulate any sentence to answer him, just moaning and gasping at every thrust.

You reached one hand in between your legs, touching your clit to increase your pleasure.

"Such a needy girl, so impatient." Hui said "do you want me to make you cum? Is that what you need?"

All you could do was hum and nod in agreement. Hui sped up his pace until your walls were clenching and jolts of pleasure took over your body. You felt him leaning over you, pulling your hair and forcing you to get on all fours. You gasped when you felt his hand wrap around your throat, pressuring the right spot to constrict the blood flow. You closed your eyes and rubbed your fingers faster, taking you to the edge while he hit your g spot just perfectly.

He let go of your neck when you finished riding your orgasm, and you gasped for air, catching your breath again.

"You take me so well, baby girl" He praised "take it just a little more for me, ok? I'm so close."

He kept thrusting into you, and you clenched again to help him reach his orgasm. You felt him pulling out just in time to shoot on your back, covering you in his cum as he finished jerking himself off.

He made space for you to lay on your back, and kneeled on the mattress in between your legs, putting his hands on your knees to spread them wider. He gasped pleasantly when he noticed the glistening mess on your core.

His eyes burned with lust as he lowered his hand and inserted two fingers inside you easily, your hole completely wet for him. He didn't go slow, nor mattered the fact that you had come not 10 minutes ago, and his fingers pumped fast in and out of you, and he curled them, knowing exactly how to hit the perfect spot inside you. He watched you squirming, a moaning mess on the sheets, gripping whatever you could find to hold yourself.

Not having enough of you, Hui lowered himself, not wasting any second to get your abused clit in between his lips, and your hands immediately grabbed his hair, a cry of pleasure leaving you.

"That's so good Hui, please don't stop, please, please." Your voice came out desperate and whiny, and Hui hummed in response, sending vibrations down your core. "I'm not gonna last long."

He looked up at you and you could see him smirking in between your legs, then proceeding to thrust his fingers harder and deeper, licking and sucking your clit until your whole body was shaking and your legs were closing around involuntarily as you reached your high, calling his name in screams as he dig his fingers in your thighs to keep you in place as you just couldn't control your orgasm as he didn't stop nor slow down, and you felt another wave of pleasure run through your body, who spasm uncontrollably now, and Hui leaned back up to watch you come undone

"Touch yourself, baby" he demanded, voice hoarse and your juices coating his chin.

You immediately circled your fingers around your pussy, overestimating your sensitive clit as you climaxed again in a row, so intensely that your body couldn't control its spasms and you felt your wetness pouring and gushing out of you, as you just couldn't stop screaming his name.

"Fuck, baby" you heard his breathy voice as you squirted calling for him.

Your body went limp and you closed your eyes, your heartbeat ringing in your ears, and you felt Hui throw himself next to you.

For a few seconds, there was nothing. No sound, no movements, nothing. Hui was breathing hard next to you and you were trying to calm your own breathing but you knew that soon enough one of you wouldn't bear the silence anymore and leave without words. So it was a shock when a few minutes after the high wore off, Hui turned so he was facing you, even if you faced up, looking at the ceiling.

"Y/N", he called surprisingly soft.

"Yeah?"

"Do you truly hate me?". The question caught you by surprise, you dared say it shocked you but yet you didn't move.

"No, Hui. I don't hate you. I hate how you treat me".

"Um", was all he said.

"Do you hate me?", you asked back.

"No", he sighed. "But, like you, hate how you treat me".

"How did we end up like this?", you couldn't help the chuckle that left your lips at the absurdity of it all.

"I have no idea", Hui joined in. "All I remember was me being a dick and not wanting to settle and then you were shooting daggers at me every time you saw me".

"Oh man, I wonder why I did that". Hui laughed at that and you caught a glimpse of his pretty smile.

"Well, yeah. But it did lead us to amazing sex every time too".

"We had amazing sex when we were together as well", you spoke matter of factly.

"I know", he poked you, making you fully turn your head in his direction. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about".

"About what? Us?".

"Us together". Hui was watching you intently and you turned, mirroring his position.

"Talk then".

"I want to give us a shot. I want us to work this time". You stood in silence for a few seconds, lost.

"...why? Why now?".

"I've been thinking about it for a while now and I miss you. I miss not fighting every time we see each other, your company". He seemed serious and your heart was almost beating out of your chest by now. "And tonight was definitely my breaking point. Seeing you with goodie two shoes Shinwon made me panic out of fear of losing you forever without giving us another try".

You stood there watching him for a while. He didn't pressure you, once again showing how much he knew you. He knew you needed your time and he respected that. Truth is, your feelings for Hui never died, only fuelled the fire of your anger and attraction to him. Giving you another shot was risky but then, everything with Hui was risky and if he was willing to put all his cards on the table for you, maybe you could do the same.

"I want to leave this place", was all you said.

Hui nodded, defeat clear on his face. He got up and got dressed in silence, you doing the same but watching him intently the entire time. When both of you were presentable again, you stood with your hand on the doorknob. Hui was a step away from you, close but not too close, watching you with tired eyes. Your free hand reached out to touch his hair softly and he almost jumped in surprise.

"I hope you drove here. I came by uber", you smiled at him. "Oh, and I hope you still remember my address and my favorite breakfast place to take me tomorrow when we wake up". You laughed at his face as he nodded like a kid who just got his perfect gift. "And don't steal my covers while we sleep!".

[headinthestaticsky]

Frozen Within the Night Wind: Jasper Hale x Fleur Swan, Finale Chapter!

Authors note: This will be a shorter chapter.

"I've seen your eyes as they fix on me Full of confusion Your snarl is just so condescending Try to explain that we're onto a win If the fee we are in."

Perhaps Vampires a Bit Strong But... by, The Arctic Monkeys

Edward grabbed Bella and threw her on his back immediately, we both then took off.

"It's the Volturi isn't it?" I inquired.

"Yes, it is."

We didn't say anything else to one another and quickly made our way back down to the field. I scanned the people there, I didn't see that young girl anywhere but I found Dean. My plan must've worked perfectly. Edward brushed past me, dragging Bella with him.

"How long?' He asked.

"A few minutes, maybe 10," Alice said unsure.

"The pack has to leave then... the Volturi will never honor our truce with the werewolves."

Jacob and Leah glanced at each other, Leah turned her head when she heard rustling. I guess we left one vampire behind, Leah charged after him.

"LEAH...NO!" I said, I began to run toward her. Jacob got to them first however and got crushed by the vampire. You could hear the sickening cracks of his bones. The pack jumped on the vampire killing him. Jacob layed on the ground in pain, the wolves transformed back into humans.

"Jacob you idiot I had him!" Leah yelled.

"Leah! Don't!" Sam commanded.

"We need to set the bones before his accelerated healing kicks in. It’s already starting." Carlisle said, observing Jacob.

"We need to get him out of here. We’re not gonna wanna fight with the Volturi." Edward added.

"We'll take him back to Billy's." Sam said.

"I'll be there." Carlisle replied.

"Hang in there Jake." Bella said shakily.

The pack picked up Jake and ran quickly, they were soon out of sight. The Volturi showed up a few seconds later.

"Impressive, I’ve never seen a coven of this magnitude intact." The blonde vampire said.

I looked in confusion at Jasper, he seemed to know what I was thinking and answered it for me.

"That's Jane," Jasper whispered.

"We were lucky." Carlisle replied.

"I doubt that." She said.

"It appears we’ve missed an entertaining fight." Another vampire said.

"Yes, it’s not often we’re rendered unnecessary," Jane added

"If you’d arrived a half hour ago you would’ve fulfilled your purpose." Edward sneered.

"What a pity."

"Who created this group of people?"

"Her name is Victoria..." I said.

"Ah... glad to see the Cullens slightly kept their promise. You're Fleur correct?" Jane asked.

I just nodded.

"Yeah her name is Victoria... perhaps you knew her." Edward interjected.

"Edward, if the Volturi had knowledge of Victoria, they would have stopped her. Isn’t that right, Jane?" Carlisle asked.

"Of course... I would like to go home. I am sure Caius will be interested to know she's still human..." Jane said, looking at Bella.

"The date is set." Bella replied.

The group of vampires glared at us before turning around and leaving.

Timeskip: 2 days later.

I pulled up into my dad's driveway and noticed a different car there beside his own. I looked at Jasper, who was sitting next to me. I must've had a confused look on my because he chuckled.

"Come on love, let's go in."

I opened the car door pulling out my keys to enter the house. When I get in I walked into the living room and saw him and Sue Clearwater, Leah's mother.

"Hey, dad... I didn't interrupt anything, did I?

"No no, not at all, come on in you two sit down," Sue answered for him.

"Well dad, I wanted to let you know I set a date for the wedding."

Dad smiled widely, Sue smiled too interested in knowing when it will be.

"So... when is it?" He asked impatiently.

Jasper and I smiled at each other before grabbing each other's hands.

"It's November 9th of this year... I always loved the fall. I know it'll look beautiful in the forest."

"Sounds good baby, I'm so happy for you two." He said, the smile never leaving his face.

"Thanks, Dad, I love you."

"Love you too... I don't want to damper the mood but... do you think you'll invite your mother?"

"Yeah... I think I will, it won't hurt to send an invitation if she doesn't show it's on her."

The phone rang, and dad rose to go pick it up.

"Hey, Fleur... Leah wanted to say she's was thankful for you helping her when..." Sue started.

She looked to make sure Dad wasn't in earshot.

"She almost got killed by that rouge. She said she misses you too." Sue finished.

"Tell her I miss her too, and just so you know, I will be inviting all of you and the pack to the wedding. She can come if she wants."

"We'll be there." Sue winks.

"YOU WHAT?" I heard dad yell, all of us jumped.

"YOU DID NOT GET MARRIED IN VEGAS!"

"Oh no..." Is all I could say, I knew I forgot to say something.

END OF BOOK 3!

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Friends with Benefits Pt 2

A/N: ik this chapter has been a bit longer than usual but bear with me.

"Jeez, Y/n I can see you staring." He chuckled, throwing a towel toward you, he took your phone, changing the song to freak nasty by Megan Thee Stallion.

You send him a look in disbelief, "you listen to Megan?!" You questioned him "Of course why wouldn't I?" He replied lifting his shirt, wiping the sweat from his forehead to reveal his carved V line. Directing your eyes all the way down to the waistline of his sweatpants. Biting your lip, not realizing he was making direct eye contact the whole time.

"Oh your just asking to get fucked like a slut huh?" He said slowly rushing you against the full wall mirror. Feeling his lips inches away from yours but not quite kissing you, just aching to press his lips against yours, feeling the tension rise; you crave the feeling of him inside of you, making you wet at the thought.

"Please let me kiss you y/n," he begged, pressing his finger against your lip as he held your face in his palms. You pushed your soft lips against him, feeling like melting in his arms. Your cheeks flushed with red, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Both of you making out. His fingers grip at your waist, your hand gripped his neck; kissing and sucking on his skin, leaving red/purple bruises. "Fuck Y/n." he groaned throwing his head back, brushing his fingers through your hair. A slam comes from the locker room door, black widow finally showed up. "Hey! I'm sorry, we had to finish up a mission didn't expect it to take that long. I can take it from here Bucky. Thanks for helping while I was gone seriously." for the remaining workout you couldn't focus, all you did was rerun the moment in your head over and over again, wondering if he is going to finish what he started later. Butterflies fill your stomach, taking a few breaths trying to get back to focusing on training.

After returning from training, stark invited everyone over for a pool party. You weren't exactly happy because you didn't bring any type of swimwear. A few knocks hit your door, making you jolt up from your bed, wishing it was Bucky wanting to finish what you two started earlier.

"hey y/n you coming to the pool party? "Steve asked, his voice slightly muffled from the thick door. "Yeah, I'm just getting ready!" You shouted through the door, your voice cracked and he could tell something was wrong. He knocked again this time a bit quieter. "Can I come..." before he could finish his sentence he stopped at the noise of the door unlocking from the other side? "What's going on y/n?" He asked

"It's just everyone's going to the party tonight and I don't even have anything to wear or have anyone to really talk to." You replied, sitting on the bed.

Steve wrapped his arm around you, feeling bad for not even realizing that you literally just got there yesterday. "Hey, Y/n I'm sure whatever you wear will be fine. You don't exactly have to wear swimwear. Here I'll call Natasha and see if she can help since I'm not really good with style." He said laughing and giving you a bear hug.

"Thanks, Steve really, I just don't really feel like I fit in cause I'm new and I don't wanna mess things up." You replied feeling a frown spread on your face, not being able to control it. "Y/n I get it, I used to be the new guy and it was very weird at first but eventually you will click with people. How about you hang with me and Bucky tonight?" He asked lifting your chin back up and purposely bumps into the side of you. "I'm gonna call Nat real quick." He stated walking into the dining room to finish his call. After a few moments, he ran back into the room and seemed to be more excited than you. "She's on her way do you need anything before you go?" He said gripping the edge of the door. "no I'm alright, but thanks, Steve." You said grinning at his kindness.

( An hour later.") "Is she ready yet?" You heard a faint feminine voice in the distance. Footsteps approached your door. "What's up hot stuff you ready?."

Giving Nat a daring smirk, looking side to side to see if anyone was out by the door, you pulled her into the room. "Jesus y/n you look hot, like seriously if I wasn't dating someone I would definitely hit that." She said both of you started laughing. "Thanks for the help Nat really I honestly didn't think I would find any friends here but I guess I proved myself wrong." You said while Natasha pulled you in embracing the new friendship. "whenever you need me kid just call me seriously. But I got a mission in a few but let me know how the party goes.

"Alright bye, Nat!" You said hugging her goodbye and taking a deep breath as you shut the door. Another couple of knocks hit the door. "Hey y/n you ready to go?" Steve asked. Feeling your heart rush as you threw on a top and a pair of shorts over your swimsuit. As you opened the door you saw Bucky standing next to Steve. Feeling the blood run straight to your face at the direct eye contact you two had the whole car ride. Once they arrived Steve introduced you to everyone and even suggested playing karaoke, he even dared you to duet him on a song. Of course, you couldn't pass up the opportunity to sing with the famous Captain America. After you all sat down and talked everyone was laughing at a joke when you noticed Bucky staring at you, licking his lips. Noticing his glare on your glowing skin.

"Hey y/n I'm gonna go say hi to a few friends I'll be back soon," Steve said walking over to talk to Sharon. Feeling your throat parched you got up and headed to the kitchen to grab a drink. As you poured some water into a red solo cup you felt fingers hover over your waist. Turning around and bending the arm of who you thought was some creep, but turned out to be Bucky. "Ow.. damn you got some strength y/n." He said cracking his knuckles after you almost broke his hand.

"Maybe you shouldn't sneak up on people." You said moving your body against his. "Stop teasing y/n." He said gripping at your hips. "What you gonna do if I don't?" Biting your lip, feeling your panties start to soak in your juice. Brushing your hair out of your face and pressing his face close to your ear. "I would take your sassy ass to the bathroom, bend you over the counter and fuck you like the little slut you are." He whispered as he started kissing on your neck. Your fingers hovered over his belt, gripping it and pull him closer to you. Before you could even get a kiss on him he pulled you into the large bathroom, placing you on the counter. It had felt like time stopped when their lips connected, creating such a desire to rip each other's clothes off. The sound of your heart pounding was overpowering and made the tension greater. He could only focus on how soft you were, every part of your body was soft as a cloud. He didn't want to let go of this amazing moment. He felt the lust in your eyes stir in his stomach causing him butterflies. You pushed him against the counter, kneeling on your knees between his legs and giving him a look full of desire. "Fucking beautiful." He said while gripping your hair. "Bucky Be careful, if I look like a mess people gonna know something up." You said undoing his belt and placing your hands against his boxers. "I don't care." He answered. You pulled his stiff, twitching cock out, spitting your warm saliva, stroking him. "Fuck y/n," he groaned in a raspy voice that vibrated inside you. Wrapping your mouth around his cock and licking around his tip as you gagged reaching the end of his cock. "Fuck, how does she do that?" He thought himself, feeling his cock hit the back of your throat, he felt he was getting closer to filling your mouth. His moans making you wetter as they get needier each time. Before you could finish him he grabbed your waist putting you on the counter and got on his knees. "Show me how you wanna be touched doll." He said stroking his cock as you quickly strip to his command.

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Yay lasertag!!! Janus you should totally go visit Remus on the weekend and hang out! Also, maybe invite Remy too, if they wanna come. Then (specially if they don't show) you can plan with them both to maybe go on another hangout with Remus but to somewhere you like and let Remy tag along for the ride if they wanna while u're at it.

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Janus: "Ah yes! I will let you know that after hanging out with Remus I managed to use my incredible totally very good texting skills to ask the Rems if they wanted to go to an art museum and they both for some reaosn, maybe they are being blackmailed, said yes! I hope it will go g-"

He cut himself off as he saw the two Rems come towards him. He had been waiting outside the museum. (Honestly half the reason he had choosen it was because he knew Remus liked art)

Remus waved at him while grinning. He had on sweatpants, a way too large t-shirt and a necklace made out of animal bones. Remy had their arm swung around him. Even though they had sunglasses on their eyebags were still visible.

“Aight gamers! Are we ready to do an epic art heist!! I got my sunglasses ready!” Remus exclaimed. He didn’t, he was planning on stealing Remy’s sunglasses.

“Partner you’re forgetting that we must first observe the security measures of the museum before we can even start to plan the heist” Janus replied.

“Oh!!! That’s what we’re doing today isn’t it??”

“Correct partner!”

“Babes I dunno why you gotta steal art when I’m standing right here” Remy added while posing.

“Good point. Good point” 

Janus had on a yellow bowtie he’d gotten from Logan, a loose purple shirt and black dress pants. People had to look fancy when they went to museums right? Remy had a skirt short enough to fool god and their boyfriend’s hoodie on (it looked oversized on them but with how skinny they were Everything looked oversized on them).

As soon as they got in Remus started to bounce up and down as he looked at the posters showing all the different exhibitions. There was a modern art one, classical and one smaller exhibition for specifically mosaic works.

“So whatcha you wanna look at Snakey?” Remus asked.

Janus was caught of guard “Why are you asking me?”

“Well you chose how we would hang out. C’mon you deserve to choose this too”

He looked over to Remy who shrugged “Uhm okay. Well. The classical paintings would proably give us the most money on the black market so lets look at those”

“Yay!” 

Remus quickly took on his noise canceling headphones and a chew necklace before doing thumbs up. He firmly took Janus’ hand in his. He sent him a soft smile which made Jan’s heart spin before dashing of with him into the exhibition.

A few big paintings from the renaissance hung on the wall. Remy came a little later since with the cane they walked pretty slow. Remus eyed the paintings from a distance before squinting at them up close. He flapped the hand he was hoding Janus with around.

"Oh!!! This is so cool!!!! This is from the renaissance but it's not using the chiaro oscuro technique like everyone did 'cause Da Vinci would eat their newborn if they didnt!”

"Is that why it's looking flatter than me?" Remy asked.

“YEah!! Augh I love the renaissance!!! Mostly because they were dissecting bodies so much!! sometimes for the sole purpose of drawing anatomy better!! I wanna do that! Or watch someone do that! Getting to see one of those old classrooms where they dissected corpses would be so awesome!”

“Huh good way to get rid of bodies. Great time for serial killers” Janus commented.

He let out a dreamy sigh “It truly was. They’re doing serial killers dirty nowadays”

They went through some more rooms of renaissance paintings. Janus made sure to hold Remus back a bit so Remy could keep up with them. The duke kept rambling about different shading techniques.

They stepped into another room and the style changed. Remus continued to flap his hand nonetheless. Janus was definitely going to have pain in his wrist tomorrow. It was worth it if he could hold his hand though.

Remy leaned their elbow on top of Janus’ head “This is like the baroque time right?”

“YEah!” Remus’ eyes went huge “Bean you didn’t tell me you were into art history??! Do you know about Ruben too?? I like how he paints butts!”

“What? Nah. I just- I can like see it on the clothes in the paintings. Can’t you?”

“Do I look like a time traveling fashiong guru” Janus replied sarcastically “That is honestly impressive”

Remy sunk in on themself and a hint of red appeared on their cheeks “No. Nah. I’m like a total airhead! Completel idiot! hehe I’m like tots sure everyone knows this stuff. Y’all are just bad at fashion. I uh anyway Rem you were gonna rant?”

“I was?”

“Yeah!”

“Oh....Okay!!” He looked around the room before getting caught on a small painting in the corner. He dashed over to it “HANds!”

The painting depicted 2 bloody hands over a table. They were holding onto each other. the red stuck out against the dark background. It was hard to see if they were supposed to belong to two people who were fighting or in love.

Remus looked down at Janus’ hand while playing with his fingers “I think my favorite body part are hands” He mumbled “I mean they’re horseshit to draw but they can do so much”

Janus looked away from the painting as well. He let his crush do whatever he wanted with his hand as long as he kept holding it. the way he held him so lightly but kept rubbing his thumb up and down his skin made him melt.

“Yeah they can do a lot of fucked up shit” Remy butted in. Jan nearly jumped. He’d completely lost himself in adoring his crush.

“Well hands can also be used to give snakes small berries! And to make coffee!”

“Girl I wasn’t starting an argument. But you sure did won it!”

Remus was staring down into the floor as he said “When I become a cannibal I would wanna try eating human fingers first. I’m sure they would be tasty”

“Why was there a when in there?” Jan asked in a small amount of terror.

“Oh yeah babe totally. I will like actually eat a dick” Remy agreed.

“Why is there a will in there? What kind of time tenses are you people on?? Does english grammar mean nothing to you heathens!?”

Remy got a smug look on their face. They poked their finger right into Janus’ chest “C’mon say what you will eat when you become a cannibal”

“Yeah Snakey” Remus squished his cheeks “Say it! Say it! Say it!”

The two of them kept going on while Janus looked like a sour lemon until he finally caved in.

“Fine. I would either eat the stomach or....the buttocks since they would have the most fat and sustain me the longest”

The Rems looked at each other before bursting out into laughter. “He said butT!” Remus cackled out. The other Rem nodded along and pretended to wipe away a tear from laughter.

“Aight babe let’s put the guy out of his misery” 

They motioned for Remus to go ahead. He happily skipped into the next room and grabbed Jan’s hand to take him with him. The snake couldn’t help but notice how Remy stayed behind for a monent.

“Oh cool!! We’re onto impressionism! The first real art style!” He sighed “From impressionism to cartoon furries. How magical the journey of art is” 

(Jan who had a scaley phase in high school chose to not reply)

“I love the music as well. Crazy lads. My favorite lad?” Remus snickered “De bussy!!”

“That’s my porn name” Remy instantly replied, coming up behind them. “Hey that paint lady kinda like looks like Terra” They pointed at a painting.

“....Hey YEaH! I guess my art is timeless!”

Janus looked between them “who’s Terra?”

“Well girl” Remy playfully ruffled Remus’ hair “She’s just Rem’s tots cool like cartoon character. She’s like all over his sketchbook. Makes it look kinda straight if you ask me but she does have like a very cool design so I get it!”

“Oh......Yes...Sounds very....cool”

The group kept going around looking at art. While it felt like lead was filling Janus’ chest. He’d never heard about Terra. He’d never seen his sketchbook. Meaning they had spent time with each other without him.

He pierced his nails into his palms to stop the thoughts. He refused to be some jealous person who didn’t allow his friends to hang out without him.....Still he wish he could have seen the drawings as well....seen them smile together...heard their shared laughter....

Oh. Oh what if they thought he was annoying. What if they preferred being without him. What if he’d forced them to come here today. What if-

“Hey snakey wanna look at the modern art as well?” Remus interrupted.

“What?” 

Without realizing they’d gone through all of the classic art. Now they were in the last room with not much more than a giant painting the size of one of the walls and a bench.

“That sounds horrid!”

“Yay!”

Remus quickly continued of into the next exhibition. Janus still had the taste of lead filling his throat as he went to follow. Until he realized Remy wasn’t there. He turned around and saw them sitting on the bench in front of the painting. They were leaning their arms on their cane.

“It would probably give us a lot on the black market” Jan said while sitting down beside them.

“Mhm. It’s pretty. I just like wanted to look at it some more” They lied.

“Understandable” 

The painting was pretty much a big flower field with a summer sky shining down on it. Janus noticed how Remy forced deep breathes through their gritted teeth. Their brows were furrowed and their hands kept shaking.

“Are you alright?”

“Of course!” 

“I have some painkillers with me. Would that help agains the pain you’re totally not in?”

They glanced over to him “Girl what you doing walking around with painkillers?”

He looked at them with the most deadpan expression “Remy I’m overweight. You can not phantom how often I get knee pain" He took out a pill and held it out to them "Here"

"There's really like no need! I can like handle it"

Even more deadpan "You shouldn’t have to ‘handle it’. It's 1 painkiller dear. I'm not exactly becoming a saint because of this"

They hesitantly took it "Thanks"

He did fingerguns "No problemo"

They stayed sitting for a bit so the pill could kick in. Jan shuly glanced over to admire them every now and then. Remy kept looking down into the floor while picking at their skin.

“I’m sorry” They said it in a much quieter voice than their usual high pitched one “I tried to do everything right so I wouldn’t ruin everything. I even went to bed early so I wouldn’t get tired....I...I really looked forward to getting to be with you two”

Janus heart beat faster. He pulled himself together to comfort them “You haven’t ruined a thing”

They hid their face in their hands “I’ve been tired and out of it all day. I keep like slowing you down. Don’t think I haven’t like noticed how much you have to hold Rem back from going faster! I’ve just been making this all much worse than it should have been”

“Well you’re here aren’t you? I for one appreciate you simply being here. You don’t have to do anything to make me appreciate you, don’t even have to talk. I hope you know that”

“....really?”

“Oh no darling I totally expect you to win the nobel prize while in a kind of pain I can’t even imagine being in on a daily basis”

Remy chuckled “Thanks”

“There’s really no need for that. I am at any and all times doing the absolute minimum to be counted as a decent human being”

“Sure snakey-babey” They had a soft smile on their face.

They moved to hug him. Their arms wrapped around his back and they muffled their head right between his man titties. Janus sat still for a few seconds, too flustered to think before moving his arms around them as well. A hand on the back of their head, another on their lower back. Their skin felt so cold against his.

Remy closed their eyes and let themself calm down. They could feel Janus’ breathing against their hair.

“I think my fav like human part is the chest” They mumbled out “‘Cause I can hear the heart beat. It reminds me I’m- we’re still like alive”

“Like a bloody biological seashell”

“Exactly” They pressed themself closer. “I like being with you” It was nothing more than a whisper, like it was a secret “When you’re here I feel a bit less like a rotting corpse”

Janus held onto them harder “Well I-I try my best”

“I know babe”

His heart was beating out of his chest. The people around them must think they were a couple. He closed his eyes and focused on Remy’s touch, on Picani’s words from their last session. He managed to push enough of the shame away and focus on the happy butterflies in his stomach instead.

Remy moved away. The moment broke.

“We should probs go find Rem before he starts like eating the art”

“haha yeah” Janus did thumbs up but kept sitting. He’d gone full idiot.

It wasn’t until he saw Remy straining to stand up even with the cane his brain kicked back in.

“Is there some way I could help?”

They didn’t answer. But they did lean their arm around his shoulder to let him carry some of their weight. They slowly but surely made their way to the modern art exhibition.

Remus was sitting crosslegged in front of a weird statue, he was doodling in his sketchbook but shone up into a smile when he saw them.

“There you are! I was starting to think that either the zombie apocalypse had started or you were making out somehwere”

“Oh yeah babe. Full tounge” Remy joked back. Jan let out an inhumane noise.

He closed his sketchbook “I think we’re done here. You’re looking tired beanie. We can come back some other day”

Remy held back the urge to lie that they were fine. Instead they weakly nodded.

The gang left the museum. Right beside it was an ice cream shop. Remus got 3 scoops of a worryingly weird mix of flavors. Janus got 1 scoop of lemon. Remy didn’t feel like eating.

They sat down on a couple of benches right outside. Remy laid down with their head leaned onto Remus’ thigh. He chewed his ice cream while calmly moving his hand up and down their back.

Soon enough they were deep asleep. Janus quickly laid his jacket over their legs. He didn’t want to accidentally see anything under their skirt without their consent.

Remus stared at him like a blood sucking eagle while smiling “Soooo now when beanie is in dream land.......Do” He stopped to giggle “Janny. Janny. Do. Do you like someooooonnneee??”

Janus just blinked at him for half a minute. This was too much. This whole day was too much. He was a wreck. His crush was asking him THis?! While his other crush was laying in his crush’s lap?!?

“Why- Why- What- Who are you working for?! The fucking FBI??? Are they after me?” He desperately tried to joke it away.

“No. No. But seriously JanJan!” He wiggled his shoulders around in a stimmy way “Do you happen to like anyone with a name that starts on R????”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Janus kept glancing between his two crushes while his blushing could be seen out into space. He wanted to lie but his mouth wouldn’t move.

Remus leaned closer and whispered “You’re into Remy right?”

He nodded. A breathe of relief went through him. At least Remus didn’t know he liked him.

“OH I KNEW IT!” Remus yelled out in excitement while flapping his hands.

“Shh! Shh!” Janus scrambled to cover his mouth as Remy stirred for a moment. “Shhhh!” They cuddled closer to their friend and fell back asleep.

“I knew it!” He giggled “Or I mean Remy knew. They told me they thought you were into them”

“WHAT?!” 

Now it was Remus that covered his mouth. He was full on cackling “Yeah! They said it was really obvious! But good for you snakey! I’m sure if you murder their boyfriend you can get them in no time! Or you can become a fab homewrecker!! I can help you buy a nice sexy dress and all!!”

Janus paled in terror “How- In- What- In what way did they say it was obvious?”

“Oh y’know-”

The notif on his phone went off. He checked and his eyes went wide. He carefully moved Remy’s head onto the bench before standing up.

“Sorry snakey! Ro needs super duper emergency help! Gotta go!! See you later! Don’t die!”

Remus left him just like that.  Right after dropping THAT bomb on him. Janus sat unmoving. His mouth was slightly agape in shock. His thoughts were runnig around screaming nonstop.

He sat like that for over 20 minutes until Remy let out a yawn and slowly woke up. They took off their sunglasses to rub their eyes. Just seeing their vibrantly green eyes made Janus panic even more.

“Did Rem disintegrate?” Their voice was hoarse from sleepyness. Janus pinched himself to hold back the uhm feelings.

“He- he uh he went he went he sure did went yeah”

“....Cool!”

They stretched their joints, they all cracked. They looked to Janus and moved closer. He couldn’t breathe. They knew. They knew. They knew.

“Girl are you feeling okay?��� They pressed their palm to his forehead “You’re like super hot. In both ways! Maybe you should like go home and rest. I gotta get home before my boyf gets home anyway”

“Y-yeah” Was all Janus could get out.

“Cool. OH! By the way! Girl!!! We haven’t like hung out just the two of us right?? We should tots do that! Just like tell me whatever you wanna do and we can do it!”

“Yeah”

“Awesome! Well I’ll see you on that hang out then”

They hugged him for just a few seconds but for those seconds Janus felt like he was in heaven.

They got up and left. Janus slumped over on the bench. His heart was going crazy. They knew. They knew and now they wanted to hang out alone with him. He turned to you. His eyes were wide and panicked.

Janus: “W-what am I supposed to do? I don’t know any good hang out plans! Do you know any??? I’m- this is all- how did they even know I like them! Oh I’m sounding like an overdramatic 13 year old.....This totally isn’t really overwhelming. I would hate getting Logan cuddles right now!”

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Love Is Worth It - Episode III: When Boy Meets Girl

Characters: Chris Evans x Maya Alonso-Evans (Black OFC)

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, cursing, slight Implied smut

Word Count: 2126

Summary: What happens when boy meets girl and that boy underestimates that girl?

AN/Disclaimer: It has been a while since I’ve written so please bear with my rustiness, and there’s slight edits so there may be errors. italicized is a flashback.

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December 14, 2019 - 3rd Person

Every Year Chris, Maya and their friends get together and do a Friendsgiving in December to celebrate holidays.

This year it was the Evans’s turn to host in their second home in Brooklyn, New York.

This group consisted of a good combination of Chris and Maya’s friends.

Scarlett came with her fiancé SNL Writer Colin Jost. Along with Anthony Mackie, Sebastian Stan and sometimes (but not this time) RDJ.

Austin, Maya’s brother of course, Tika and her fiancé. Maya met Tika while at Yale spending time in New York, and Tessa Thompson who met Maya at a glamour magazine event and has actually been quítely seeing Sebastian for the last year or so.

“You know you look a lot like Chadwick Boseman” Colin said looking at Maya’s brother Austin.

The group laughs “yeah I get that a lot” Austin says as he takes a sip of his drink.

Maya walks into the media room with a cheese board and popcorn in her hand, as their friends sat on the couches getting ready to watch a movie on the projector.

They were all sat close to the Evans fire place chatting, drinking, laughing and just enjoying eachothers company since they don't get to get together often. Especially since Chris and Scarlett are no longer actively apart of the MCU.

“Ok so what is your story, like how did you guys meet, everytime i ask Austin he refuses to tell me” Austin’s girlfriend Alana asked pointing at Maya as she sat on Chris’s lap in the love seat they were sharing.

Chris and Maya at the moment were getting a bit handsy with each other under their blanket. He was sweetly kissing her neck as he rubbed her thigh, moving his hand up to play with the elastic on the waistband of her shorts.

“Oh god I love this story” Tessa said sitting with Sebastian and grabbing some popcorn.

Chris chuckles “you wanna tell it or should I” he said smiling at her biting his lip.

“How about I start and you cut me off if I get something wrong” Maya said playfully rolling her eyes and Chris nodded.

She sat up and cleared her throat since Chris’s hand moved to shifting her shorts and panties to the side.

“Ok so I meet Chris through Scar they were in New York filming their first Avengers film, having a night off she called and asked if I wanted to go out, of course I said yes then invited Austin and Tika to go with me so I wouldn't be alone.”

”We meet up at the pool bar, we walk in and here is this six foot blonde not paying me any attention” Maya said 

She shifted cuddling closer to Chris as he slowly he teased her warm slit as it slowly got wet and slick.

************************************************

Maya - September 2011 

It was a warm fall evening in New York CIty the leaves were beginning to change and I was midway through my first year of my dermatology residency.

This bar was in the middle of Hell's Kitchen Manhattan and did not look like much from the outside. We went down a flight of steps into a smokey, dingy pool room. 

Scarlett was in the back of the bar with two men. One brunette with sunglasses who looks to be making a joke and a blonde leaning against the pool table laughing.

When we walked up to the group the blonde and I locked eyes, even in the dim room his blue eyes pulled me under a spell. He was the first to break eye contact as we got close.

“Hey Scar thanks for the invite, I needed this break” I say hugging Scarlett.

She chuckles “it’s not a problem, we have been trying to get together for a while and I’ve been the one blowing you off”

I shrug “it’s all good this isn’t a place I’d pick to hang but it’s cool.”

My face scrunched up at my surroundings I wasn’t fond of going anywhere in Hell’s Kitchen but hey I didn’t pick the hangout this time.

We introduce both groups of friends to each other, the brunette with her was Robert or Downey and the blonde was Chris.

The first hour was pretty chill and I was having a good time just watching the crowd as the bar began to actually get full with people.

Robert opened up to me fast he is warm and inviting, telling stories and cracking a jokes about every person that passed our way. However, Chris was giving me the cold shoulder mostly gave me the side eye and sometimes a condescending smirk when he looked my way as he and Robert played on the table next to Austin and Tika’s as Scar and I drank watching the games.

“What’s wrong May it seems like you have a lot on your mind” Scar asked.

I shrugged “just thinking you know school, work, and I don't really know, I haven't been here long yet Chris keeps giving me a side eye”

Scarlett laughs “please don’t try and figure out Chris I promise it will just give you a headache.”

But I can’t stop thinking about this golden man standing in front of me without a care in the world, he enamores me, his smile was beautiful his eyes would make any women weak in the knees and I was going to figure him out by the end of the night.

When Chris and Downey finished up there game Chris stood up and looked at me like he was challenging me. 

 “Look at that, who’s next It seems that Downey can’t hang with the pool champ” Chris boosted.

I rose from my seat and removed my jacket  “I’ll give it a shot” I said grabbing my drink.

I walked over to the pool to a brooding Chris as he smirked at me readying his pool stick.

“Can you actually play princess?” Chris asked.

He reset the pool table as I grabbed my stick smirking at his question.

I shrugged when he looked up at me “we will see, you break” I said.

As we begin our game Chris was like an open book and was so easy to read. His stance oozes confidence he played lazyly like he couldn’t be beaten. I let him win the first game no problem and he let me win the second game, while i acted like I couldn’t play.

He was making the game so boring and easy so I decided to spice the game up a bit.

“How about we make this a bit more interesting? Every ball we make into a pocket we must answer a question?” I say setting the balls.

He laughs “ok, be prepared because this could get interesting”

I smirk and break sinking the blue solid ball “I’m solids now what’s your problem with me we just meet” I said missing my second ball as I step back.

“Um I don’t have a problem it’s just you’re just a little prissy for my liking” Chris answers monitoring the table prepping his next shot.

i roll my eyes “I’m not prissy, I just I like what I like and I know what I don’t like, I guess you were listening in on Scar and I’s conversation.” I say 

I leaned against the pillar next to me with my arms crossed waiting for an answer.

He shoots one in the pocket and misses the next ball yet completely avoids my question all together.

“how old are you” he asks

I roll my eyes “you know you shouldn’t ask a women her age, but since you asked nicely I’m 25” we both laugh.

The back and forth continued until he had about two balls left to win and I had five it was my turn.

I shot the first ball into the center pocket.

“if you could go anywhere in the world what would it be?” I ask

“The Swiss Alps” he said

I nod and shot ball two in the left corner pocket

“Do you have any siblings” I ask

I walk around the table analyzing my 3 shots I had left.

“Um yes one brother and two sisters” he says

Chris now looked nervous as I smirked at him laser focused.

“Don’t run scared on me now big boy” I laugh walking to my next ball.

I shot my third ball in the bottom right pocket, and we now gained a bit of a crowd forming.

He clears his throat “well damn i wish you would have told you knew how to play”

I shrugged my shoulders looking into his crystal blue eyes, smirking.

“You didn’t ask but now that you are interested I’ll tell you, I am the middle child between two very competitive brothers and a daughter of man who doesn’t like to lose” I say smiling at my brother, walking over to Austin and did our handshake. 

“But I’m suppose to be the one asking the here questions sir” I say turning to Chris and smirking at him.

With my back to the table I take the shot behind my back and I sink my second to last ball into the cup.

Now everyone at the bar was watching our game with anticipation and we both only had two balls left.

“ok wow I like her Scarlett” Robert said and I laughed.

I walked up to Chris “next question if I win will you tell me how big your friend down below is because I think he is happy to see me” I whisper to him.

I brushed up against Chris as he clears his throat “I plead the fifth” he says standing tall covering his growing friends in his jeans.

I sucked my teeth and pouted “you’re no fun.”

With only my eight ball left i decided to miss on purpose just to extend the game a little longer what can i say i was having fun messing with him.

The crowd of the entire bar though they did like that I missed an easy winning shot since they all groaned in displeasure.

Chris looked so nervous, when he lined up to his next shot his hands began to shake.

“Don’t choke on me now” I taunt him.

He takes a deep breath hits the ball to the left corner pocket the red stripe rolls as if it was going in but stops a hair short from the pocket.

Some people cheer others groan in sadness for his defeat, Chris stands back looking satisfied yet defeated.

I smirk, walking around the table and shot my ball into the right corner pocket.

The crowd cheered and Chris smirked dropping his head in defeat.

I walked up to him as people congratulated me which I found weird because all we did was play a few rounds of pool.

“That was one hell of a game young lady” he smiled trying to act cool as he leaned against the pool table.

“how about we start over?” I ask 

Sticking my hand out shake he took it, smiling at me.

“I’m Maya Alonso from San Francisco and you are?”

“I’m Chris Evans from Boston” he said chucking.

“Well Mr. Evans you wouldn’t mind going out with me sometime maybe get to know each other a little better?” I smiled as we kept holding each other’s hand.

“Well Ms. Alonso I wouldn’t mind that at all, until next time.”

He let go of my hand, we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

“until next time” I whisper to myself butterflies in my belly feeling like a giddy school girl.

***********************************************

Everyone was laughing

“Se la vie, now almost ten years and one kid later, I still can’t keep my hands off of him.”Maya says

“Umm that’s not how I remember it happened.” Chris said looking at Maya confused.

“That’s exactly how I remember it” Tika laughed

“We left and he couldn’t stop talking about her, begged me to give him her number all the way back to his airbnb.” Scarlett said in between a gut wrenching laugh.

“Whatever, at the end of the day I got to the girl and that’s all that matters” Chris said holding my chin, pecking my lips continuously whispering that he loved me.

Austin sucks his teeth rolling his eyes “Alright that’s enough, y’all got a room for all that, let’s start the movie already” he said pressing play on West Side Story.

Maya laughs and goes back to kiss Chris masking the moan trying to slip from her mouth, as he slowly pushed his fingers inside her wet cave just hitting her g-spot as the movie played in the background.

[caswellprmanager]

the caswell wears prada

read it on ao3!

Summary: EJ's style is simple and functional but Ricky discovers he's capable of more than just letterman jackets and white sneakers. (Part 4 of my trans!ej and genderqueer!ricky AU.)

Author's Notes: I have this little headcanon that EJ used to model baby clothes when he was a baby. Then only went back to modelling once he transitioned to the point he was comfortable enough. Also not me giving Ashlyn's parents a purpose except for just leaving the house empty enough for Ashlyn to throw parties. Hope you guys enjoy!

Warning: Implied Sexual Content at the very end but since it's not explicit, I'll just let y'all use your imaginations.

Ricky has almost exclusively seen EJ in basic white boy clothes. It's usually just a nice fitting t-shirt, some branded jacket, jeans, and branded sneakers. It's not exactly avant-garde but Ricky can appreciate the fact that EJ has found a distinct style that's both understated yet elevates his already good looks.

But from what Ricky has learned in the few months that they've been dating EJ is that just because he dresses like that, it doesn't mean EJ does not have an eye for fashion.

Ricky learned this one day when the two of them were hanging out with Gina and Ashlyn at Ashlyn's house.

Ashlyn's mom was the Editor-In-Chief of an editorial fashion magazine that focuses on highlighting brands that promote sustainable fashion. She also runs a design company herself. Every other minute, she'd be going in and out of her design studio with a phone against her ear and a different meter of fabric in her hands. Her job is also the reason why Ashlyn's parents aren't usually home. Ashlyn's mom would be invited to different fashion events or she'd meet with a client about a new start-up. Ashlyn's dad accompanies her so that she wouldn't overwork herself.

None of that is new to Ricky. What is new, however, is EJ's involvement in her work.

"Ashlyn!" Mrs. Caswell rushes in, a hundred different scarves wrapped around her neck. Ricky wonders if she can breathe beneath all that cashmere and silk. "Darling, I need your help."

"What is it, mom?" Ashlyn asks, pausing the movie the four of them were watching.

Instead of responding, Mrs. Caswell just runs back to her home studio with a hurried click of her heels. Ashlyn looks at the rest of the group with a shrug, moving to stand up until her mom comes rushing back in – this time with a little purple hat perched on her strawberry blond locks.

"EJ, sweetheart! You come too. I need your opinion on a few things." Before any of them could say anything, she's disappeared back into her studio in a flurry of scarves and sequins.

EJ doesn't even bat an eye and moves to follow his cousin out of the living room. Ricky grabs his hand before he could leave, asking him what Ashlyn's mom wants his opinion on. EJ isn't exactly Paris Fashion Week, if Ricky was gonna be honest.

EJ just smiles, placing a chaste kiss on Ricky's lips before saying, "I'll tell you when we get back."

With that statement, Ricky and Gina are left alone, both feeling more confused than before.

"Does that happen often?" Ricky asks Gina, who is picking through the popcorn bowl.

"Ashlyn's mom being weird?" Gina tosses a popcorn kernel up into the air before catching it into her mouth flawlessly. "I've seen Ashlyn help her a few times. But I haven't seen her call EJ into that room before."

"Yeah..." Ricky picks at a loose thread on their jeans. "Didn't really peg EJ as the fashionable type."

Gina pauses in her pursuit of the perfect popcorn kernel and raises a questioning eyebrow towards Ricky. "Hold up... EJ never told you?"

"Told me... what?" Ricky started to panic a little bit. They never liked hearing ominous phrases like that from other people. It fuels their already present anxiety about dating someone who is way out of their league like EJ – someone who could leave Ricky at any time if they realize that Ricky will never be good enough for them.

Gina seems to realize this quickly enough and she tries to diffuse the situation before it gets worse. "Oh! No no no, Ricky, it isn't bad!"

"Then what is it?" Instead of answering, Gina just looks over shoulder at the direction of where the Caswell Cousins went to. After a few seconds of making sure the coast is clear, she tilts her head and motions for Ricky to follow her.

Gina leads Ricky to the spare guest room that EJ occupies sometimes when he doesn't want to sleep at home. In fact, sometimes this room is literally just called EJ's extra room because he's here so frequently. Ricky's napped here a couple of times so it isn't a new place. But he's usually too tired to explore it due to some recent emotional problem or another.

By the far wall is a dresser that Ricky hasn't ever thought to look through. Gina beckons him to come closer as she opens the bottom drawer.

"Ashlyn showed me this when I first moved in. We had to call EJ immediately after because I just had... so many questions." After a few seconds of rummaging, Gina brings out a small stack of magazines triumphantly.

Ricky recognizes the magazines immediately as the same ones Ashlyn's mom is the Editor-In-Chief for.

"Are those...?" Ricky asks and Gina nods excitedly, motioning for him to sit down next to her. The two of them peer through the old issues together, pointing at things they think would look nice on them.

Before they turn to the middle spread, Gina turns to them with a serious look in her eye. "Ricky, I need you to brace yourself."

Ricky tilts their head in confusion. "For what?"

"Just," And Gina can't even hide her giddy little smile. "Get ready."

Ricky can't even bring themself to respond before Gina is showing them the middle spread of the magazine. Their mind skids to a halt when they see a younger EJ staring back at them from the glossy pages, dressed head to toe in the finest three-piece dress suit Ricky's ever seen.

And it isn't just that, EJ's all over the spread – dressed in all kinds of outfits. From gorgeously crafted lace button downs to tastefully styled overcoats – EJ models the shit out of them. Ricky scans the pages in awe because they've never seen EJ wear stuff like this. Sure, they've seen EJ in a suit during homecoming but not one with embroidered roses across the vest or paired with diamond encrusted gold jewelry.

Gina turns the page and Ricky lets out a small gasp.

It's a two page Ashlyn and EJ spread – the cousins looking absolutely ethereal dressed in the most delicate fabric embroidered with flowers along the seams. Their skin is glowing beneath the sunset, the light catching at the highlights on their cheekbones. But what really got to Ricky is one very small but powerful detail:

The flowers along EJ's shirt and the makeup he's wearing are in the trans flag colors.

"Ricky, look." Gina points at the small interview portion at the corner of the page, smiling when Ricky reads it and realizes that it's about EJ.

E.J. Caswell – Teen Transgender Model

"I've been avoiding modeling since I started transitioning and coming back to it was really scary." Says teen model E.J. Caswell. "But when my aunt gave me the opportunity to finally speak my truth through fashion, I knew that I wouldn't regret this decision in the long run."

"There are still so many moments where I hate my body. It's gonna take a while until that goes away. And maybe it won't. Ever." E.J. tells us with a sad smile. "But this is a start – and I get to style some really cool clothes while I'm at it!"

When Ashlyn Caswell was asked about the significance of this project to her cousin and to future transgender models, she smiled softly, making it abundantly clear how much she adores her older cousin. "E.J. is one of the bravest people I know. He's always been an inspiration to me and I'm so proud of him for doing this on his own terms. Plus, I'm really happy he asked me to be a part of it with him. But don't tell him I said that! I'll never hear the end of it."

"She said that?" E.J. said with barely concealed glee. "Aww, Ashlyn!"

Ricky and Gina giggle at the mental image of EJ probably giving an exasperated Ashlyn a big bear hug after his interview. Ricky can't help but stare at the spread again, lightly trailing his finger over EJ's face with a soft smile. He really is so beautiful. Ricky sometimes can't believe that someone as gorgeous as EJ is real.

"Looks like Gina beat me to it."

The sound of EJ's voice by the doorway makes the two of them freeze and turn to see both Caswell cousins looking at them with knowing smiles. But Ashlyn and EJ weren't wearing what they were wearing before Ashlyn's mom called them for help.

Instead, Ashlyn was wearing a floor length pink chiffon dress with embroidered roses scattered along its sleeves and body. EJ was wearing a dress shirt of similar color and material, pairing it with white dress pants and a ruby encrusted rose broach.

"Well look at you two supermodels!" Gina squealed in glee, bounding over to gush over Ashlyn's outfit. Ricky stays rooted in their spot on the floor, their eyes never leaving EJ's. EJ approaches them slowly and takes a seat on the bed next to Ricky. He moves into an effortless pose, making Ricky blush more than necessary.

EJ smiles at them, eyes sparkling mischievously. "Hi."

"H-Hi." Ricky says, moving to face EJ with shaky legs. "You look nice."

"Just nice?" EJ leans down with a smirk, a lock of hair falling to his forehead like some goddamn romance movie. Ricky didn't even notice that even his hair was styled differently. Was EJ growing his hair out? Why didn't he warn me?

"I'd say something dirtier but I don't wanna traumatize the girls." EJ laughs at that and Ricky could only stare at the way EJ throws his head back with the most beautiful smile they've ever seen.

This isn't fair. EJ is sitting here looking like he was plucked straight out of a Vogue magazine while Ricky's sorry ass is on the floor in pajama pants and an old hoodie. Fuck. They should have texted Kourtney for help with their outfit today.

"You're so cute," EJ leans forward even closer, so close that EJ's able to lightly graze their noses together. "Maybe I should dress like this more often to make you blush like that."

Ricky contemplates on the statement for a bit, imagining what it would be like if EJ were to wear more designer clothes to school everyday. EJ right now certainly looks confident and cool. Plus, he gets the added bonus of Ricky looking extra flustered around him.

But at the end of the day, it's EJ's body and EJ gets to choose whatever makes him feel good.

Besides, Ricky fell for EJ without all the bells and whistles.

"You don't have to wear fancy clothes to make me think you're gorgeous." Ricky says before they can stop themself from saying it. But it's out now and there's no turning back. EJ's eyes widen but they eventually soften after processing what Ricky said.

"It doesn't matter what I think, though." Ricky says, reaching for EJ's hand. "What matters is that you're happy. Whether you're wearing a potato sack or Versace. As long as you feel comfortable and you're seeing your favorite self in the mirror, I'll tell you that you're the most handsome boy in the world."

Ricky scoots closer to place a soft kiss on EJ's nose before pressing their foreheads together. Ricky can't really tell who's smiling wider from this angle but they didn't care.

"My handsome boy." Ricky whispers, lightly tracing EJ's bottom lip with their thumb. EJ smiles even wider at the sound of that and it never fails to make Ricky happy seeing EJ so happy.

They're about to move in for another kiss when they hear Ashlyn cough from the doorway.

The two of them separate abruptly, both blushing profusely as the girls giggle behind their hands.

"We'll leave you two alone," Ashlyn says, grabbing Gina's hand to pull her back to the living room. "I'll tell mom you'll be late for dinner."

As soon as the door closes behind the girls, Ricky turns back to a still blushing EJ, a small but urgent thought manifesting to the front of their mind.

"I should take this off-" EJ doesn't even get the chance to finish his sentence before Ricky is pushing him down on the bed and straddling his hips. "R-Ricky?"

Ricky smirks, placing a single finger on EJ's lips as they lean forward to whisper in his ear,

"I'll help you take it off." EJ lets out the smallest whimper at that but Ricky shushes him, blowing against his earlobe. "But you have to be quiet, handsome."

As soon as EJ shakily nods his head yes, Ricky gets to work.

Unfortunately, they're more than a little late for dinner.

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A/N: I've added some reference pics below if y'all want a better image of what EJ and Ashlyn were wearing hehe :>

[notfckincool]

DIRTY GIRL

CHAPTER 7 - LUCKY FUCKING DAY

NEGAN X ANA (OC)

Originally a collection of short smutty stories, this has now morphed into a long running storyline. Strong sexual content.

Ana embarks on a casual, and obviously filthy affair with Negan, accidentally falling for the man, knowing he will never love her. Angst and kinkyfuckery.

WARNINGS: It's Negan so expect swearing, violence, sexual content throughout. I'll add specific chapter warnings as it progresses. 

CHAPTER 7 - LUCKY FUCKING DAY

Negan x Ana (OC)

It's been a while since they shagged, they both horny as fuck.

WARNINGS

f/f/m dirty talk, rough sex

Negan is a sweary muthafucka, that's a given

It''s a long one,hahaha. I enjoyed writing from his point of view and I got a bit carried away.

Negan stands, Lucille nestled on his shoulder, proudly surveying his jubilant saviors on their return home. 

The Sanctuary....His castle....The community HE built, from the shit storm of epic proportions, that left the remainder of the human race fighting for survival. Everyone here a cog in the well oiled machine, with a mission to save as many unfortunate souls as possible....And...bring some kind of fucking civilisation back to humanity.

The Saviors...These men and women, these fucking magnificent soldiers, were the key to its success, the last line of defence for HIS citizens. His own personal army, a force to be reckoned with. They were a bunch of quarrelling fuckwits and murdery fucking hoodlums before he took this place. He made them what they are today. He gave them structure, rules, purpose. He made them strong. Look at them now.

As trucks are unloaded the mood is jovial. Today had been another productive damn day. There would be celebrations this evening. Rightly so. Fuck it, he's in a great mood, everyone gets extra vegetables at dinner, they deserved it.

Heading inside the large canteen, they are rewarded with good food and bottles of liquor. He watches over his people, observes their hearty laughter, loud banter, and congratulatory patting of backs. His eyes scan the room.

He leans back against the wall as his eyes rest on Ana. She's sat at a long table with Simon, a few of the other higher ranking warriors, and....that girl she always seems to be hanging with these days. He lowers Lucille to rest casually by his side. She'd done well, he'd known she would, and, she'd finally even got Simon's approval. Simon was right. Fucking her, while on Savior business had been a mistake. While they were working EVERYONE needed to be focused. He didn't want to lose any one over some emotional shit, or by getting eaten on the job, so to speak. They'd had to cool it. Maybe they could get together when they both had free time, but with missions, meetings, and wives, it hadn't happened. A shame. It had been fun. 

Sighing heavily he watches her as she laughs a full belly laugh, her head thrown back. She looks really fucking happy. As rare as rocking horse shit these days. It makes him smile.....briefly. His eyes fixate on Simon's hand patting her thigh, resting a little too long for his liking. He shifts uneasily from the wall, his jaw clenching, hand tightening momentarily around Lucille. The fucking fuck? His brow sets in a deep frown. 

Ok..ok..calm your tits.....

It's probably just his imagination, but he might need to keep a fucking eye on that. Tearing his eyes away he looks down at the floor, inhaling deeply, rubbing his forehead, and trying to relax his jaw as he looks back over in Ana's direction. 

The girls are now sharing a conversation that he can't hear. They move in closer to each other, real fucking close. Huh? 

Cheering erupts. A drinking game has begun and a bottle of tequila is being passed around the table. The merriment continues, tables are banged enthusiastically, and numerous shots are knocked back. He shakes his head at his bunch of roguish fucking idiots. 

There it was again. A touch of the girl's thigh. A firm squeeze. No mistaking. This time stroking higher, leaning right in. His brow arches as Ana kisses her, playfully nibbling at the girls lips. Tangling her fingers in the long tresses she pulls her in for a firmer kiss. Jeering breaks out. 

"Get a fucking room you two"

Something is tossed across the table hitting Ana on the head. Breaking the kiss she tosses it back, laughing and giving them the middle finger. Jesus fucking Christ, sometimes It's like being at fucking high school with these morons. His attention is drawn back to the two women as they stand from the table. 

So how long has this been going on? 

She looks up. Her eyes meeting his. Hmmm.... Did she know he was there? Did she know he'd been watching? Neither looks away, locked in an unwavering stare as he tries to read her. A small smile plays at her lips as she whispers something in the girls ear before grabbing her hand and leading her hastily from the canteen.

Swinging lucille by his side, he takes a moment to process, pulls himself from the wall, bat on shoulder, and heads out into the corridor.

***

Turning the corner, towards Ana's room, the girl is pinned to the wall in a passionate kiss, a sense of urgency as she fumbles with the key in the lock. The door swings open. They tumble in. He saunters towards them, observing a  moment before tapping loudly on the door with Lucille. When Ana spins around he studies her, his eyes narrowing, Lucille swinging gently by his side. 

"Hi"  he grins, taking a step forward into Ana's room. 

"Hi" She moves protectively in front of her 'friend'

"Sorry to interrupt....."  The grin fades as he peers around Ana for a better view of the girl. He's seen her around. Someone new Simon had recruited and trained, name escapes him though. Never really took much notice of her before. He looks her over. Similar to Ana in age, probably. Looks pretty badass, sweet though. Not bad. He definitely would. Flashes her one of his irresistible smiles. She seems to be struggling to maintain eye contact with him. He revels in the long awkward pause.

"...and you are?" 

The girl swallows audibly and opens her mouth, but no words come out. He chuckles maintaining his stare. Ana glances over her shoulder looking quizzically at the suddenly dumb struck girl, shaking her head at her.

"This is Lily."

"Hey there Lily. Nice to finally meet you." He doesn't offer his hand, instead he twirls Lucille in his fingers, his tongue creeping out between his teeth. He can't resist looking her up and down again with a smirk. Immediately she blushes and looks down at the floor to hide her burning cheeks. That's cute. He chuckles.

"Not much of a talker huh?" Her eyes still glued to the floor he turns his attention back to Ana.

"Is she ok?" he mouths silently

"What do you want Negan?"

"You really have to ask? Ana, you know what I want." Placing lucille against the wall he takes another step closer, leaning into her space. Lily shrinks away behind Ana. 

"No Negan, I dont." Her eyes search his "I dont know what you want from me"

"Yes...you fucking do" Lowering his face towards hers, he takes her by the hips. Lily shuffles uncomfortably while Ana holds his gaze.

"Oh, so you think you can just drop in whenever you feel like it, without an invitation" 

"Oh girl, dont give me that shit. You know goddamn well I dont need an invitation. This is my place, I can do whatever the fuck I want" his thumb traces along her jaw

"What about what I want? ....What exactly are we doing here?"

"What do you wanna be doing?" He chuckles "This was your fucking idea. 'Why dont we come up with another arrangement', you said. I fucking remember it. Very fucking clearly...." His thumb brushes over her lips  "...right before before you put my dick in that pretty little mouth of yours" 

"That doesn't mean you can just call by whenever it suits you"

"That is EXACTLY what it means." He withdraws his hand " I gave you a choice. This is what you chose"

"Well, Im not just gonna sit here waiting for you" she smiles pulling Lily to her side.

"Yeah, I can see that" he glances over at Lily

"Look, I'm a big girl, I can make my own decisions, and I made my choice. I'm NOT one of your wives remember" leaning into Lily she kisses her softly.

"Thank fuck for that, you'd drive me nuts" His eyes linger over the kiss "So this is what you get up to when I'm not around"

"Mhm. What did you expect? I got needs you know." The woman's lips part for Ana     "...So if you dont mind...." she mumbles through the kiss

"I don't mind at all". He interrupts " I'm enjoying the fucking show, dont stop on my account"

"If you don't mind" she continues "I'm quite busy, so you can shut the door on your way out"

Arching a brow he watches the girls, their tongues exploring each others mouths. His grip on her hips tightens, pushing himself against her so she can feel him hardening.

"Hahaha! Ya missed me right? I can read you like a goddamn book......Ok you got my attention, got me over here......with the TWO of you. I see what you're doing here." taking her by the chin he pulls her face to look in his eyes. "Yeah...." he smirks "....you missed me"

"Maybe....Maybe not" she swipes his hand away

"Maybe...maybe not" he mocks "Why you always got to be so damned difficult all the time? Fuck, you're infuriating. See..... I'm hearing the words coming out of your mouth, but your eyes are saying 'fuck me Negan' " he shrugs off his jacket

"Wow! You really are an arrogant fucker"

"....Fuck me, AND my horny friend" he continues "Am I right? Hahaha. I know what you want, and how you want it. I know what kinkyfuckery runs through your dirty mind"

"You absolutely sure about that" she retorts "Maybe...I actually didn't miss you or your dick. Maybe...you're wrong." She smirks at him as she peels off her shirt

"Now I KNOW you're fucking lying" his tone no longer as playful. "Enough fucking teasing now. I told you before, don't play fucking games with me princess"

"And I told you before, don't call me princess" roughly she pulls lily towards her, pulling her shirt up over her head and tossing it to the floor "I dont need your permission to fuck someone else. You don't own me"  

Taking Lily's face in her hands she kisses her passionately. Releasing her hips he grabs a handful of Ana's hair, tugging her head back, prising the girls apart.

"I said that's enough. Have you forgotten who's in charge around here?" He says into her ear, his voice stern, delivering a hard sharp slap to her ass "Have you forgotten who your dealing with?" Another rough tug makes her wince. "The Sanctuary is mine. The Saviors, ..are mine. You....Are mine."

Lily cautiously takes a couple of steps back, Ana chuckles triumphantly.

"There's my Negan. You know I like that. she bites her lip " I love it when he gets mad, Lily. We like to play rough. This is just our foreplay" she chuckles again. "Still wanna fuck him?"

"Well?" His eyes burn into Lily's "Do ya? You wanna be my dirty girl too? " He smirks darkly  "then it looks like it's your lucky fucking day.....if you think you're up to it" Forcefully he unfastens Ana's jeans  "...Choice is yours sweetheart, nobody's forcing you to do anything you dont want to do." Still holding Ana's hair in a vice like grip he tugs her jeans down to her hips. "Stay,.. or leave, it's up to you...but it's now or fucking never Lily" he palms Ana's ass   "...Gonna need an answer. Are you staying?" 

Lily chews on her bottom lip and nods

"Then be a fuckin doll and shut the door"

Negan's eyes follow her as she closes the door and leans her back against it. 

"Well, Ana, would you look at that. Lily does as shes told, unlike some people I know"  his hand rubs across her stomach down towards her panties as he presses his swelling dick against her, eyes still on Lily. 

"That's because shes a good girl Negan, she'll do whatever you ask"

"Is that fucking so?" His stare unmoving, deliberately disarming her  "wanna play a game of good girl /bad girl?"  he smirks as he teases Ana, thumbing over her panties. "Ana is the bad girl obviously, but you've clearly spent some time together so I guess you know that already" Ana squirms as his thumb toys with her clit. "Speak up. Don't be shy. Can't be shy around my Ana"

"I'm not your Ana"           

"You fucking sure about that?"

He pulls her hair hard, tipping back her head, exposing her neck to him. Grazing her with his teeth, nipping at her skin, he raises his eyes to look at Lily from under heavy lids,. Ana moans softly and reaches behind her rubbing his hardening length through his jeans

"So.....You just gonna stand there?" Lily's eyes follow his hand as it slides into Ana's panties. Ana gasps and unfastens his belt

"Oh. You like to watch huh? We can put on a show for you if that's your thing" He rubs down Ana's folds, she reaches inside his jeans. "Any requests? Any other freaky weird shit you're into. I am down with that. We...are down with that" He grins as he circles Ana's clit and groans as she slowly strokes his cock. "We're pretty fucking comfortable with anything. We love that weird freaky shit" He turns his attention back up to Ana's neck, biting up to her ear lobe.

"So fucking wet" his voice is low in her ear as he pushes two fingers inside her, she responds by squeezing his cock, eliciting a moan from them both.

Lily finally ventures away from the door moving towards them. He smiles onto Ana's skin, removing his slick fingers and slowly pushes them into Ana's mouth.

"Take off those jeans" He commands Lily, his eyes wandering over her as she obediently pulls them down and kicks them aside. Their eyes meet again when she coyly looks up at him and smiles. Ana groans and squirms as he plunges back inside her, pumping slowly, his eyes never leaving Lily's. She stands expectantly, awaiting instruction. Withdrawing his fingers he uses them to beckon Lily over. She inhales sharply as he releases Ana's hair and strips off his shirt, revealing his slim toned body.  "How does she taste" he smirks as he runs them over her lips before inserting them into her eager mouth.

Ana turns to look up at him, eyes heavy with lust, running her nails across his chest and stomach, lowering herself to crouch before him.  Gently he strokes down Lily's neck and shoulder, caresses her breast, teases her nipple with his thumb, smiling as it hardens beneath his touch. Easing down his jeans Ana bites playfully at his thighs. Softly his hand travels down over Lily's stomach, lightly teasing the skin above her panties, maintaining eye contact as he slides inside, feeling her arousal pooling as she sucks enthusiastically on his fingers.

" Damn sweetheart, you are fucking soaked"

Ana trails her tongue over the bulge straining against his boxers, impatiently tugging them down, his erection finally springing free.

 "I lied" she confesses "I did miss this cock."

He looks down at Ana, to watch her tongue swirling around the tip, exploring the head, trailing down the shaft. He groans and throbs as Ana sucks his dick and lily quivers with his fingers inside her.

Withdrawing, Ana stands to move behind Lily, sandwiching her as he kisses up her neck.

"Remember the word?" Ana asks quietly in her ear. 

"Mhm" 

"If you want to stop just say the word" her hands cup Lily's breasts. Lily nods

"I'm good" she pants, her chest heaving. 

"Good. Get on the bed" Ana instructs her, giving her ass a slap, and pushing her playfully.

The girls tumble to the bed. He strokes himself as they kiss, bras unclipped, panties ripped off and cast aside. Playful wrestling as they caress and explore each other,  limbs entwined, until lily finally submits to Ana.

"Well look at my dirty girls" he sneers, laying himself beside them. His face hovers above lily's, watching her expression as Ana crawls over her. Lily leans in towards him mesmerized by his lips just above hers, moves in for a kiss.

"Oh no darlin" his fingers cover her mouth " that, is a no no. Anything else goes, but that is strictly for wives"

His hand slides over her chin and across her throat. Small quiet moans escape her as Ana's lips and tongue tease her nipples, travel over her stomach and down to her aching core, tasting and exploring. Her chest heaves and breathing hitches. 

"I think she might be close Ana" 

Her moans become louder and less inhibited as Ana brings her to the edge. 

"Cum for Ana sweetheart"  he dips down taking a nipple in his mouth, sucking and tugging gently, applying a little pressure to her throat. Lily's senses are overwhelmed and she bucks beneath them both, writhing in waves of pleasure. 

"Good girl." He grins stroking her hair. 

"Now my dick is really in need of some attention" he smirks. Barely giving her time to recover he clutches himself, guiding her head down, offering her his large throbbing cock.

"Suck it darlin"

She gulps and wets her lips, opening her mouth, slowly taking him in, gagging a little.

"Oh honey, you're going to have to open wider than that"  Ana smiles. Holding Lily's hair she guides her slowly up and down his length, before crawling up the bed, positioning herself over his face. Looking down on him.

"Eat me, Negan. Make me cum all over you"

"Bad girl" he grins

Grabbing her firmly by the ass he laps at her, expertly teasing, licking and sucking. Reaching for the wall behind him she steadies herself, rocking her hips over him. She begins to shake, claws at the wall, throws her head back. Lily picks up the pace on his dick. His strong grip around Ana tightens, locking her in place as he sends her soaring over the edge. Loud moans of satisfaction fall from her lips as she clutches at his shoulders, scratches at his skin, riding the wave. Lily withdraws and comes up for air.

" You ready lily? he mumbles from underneath Ana as she gradually subsides and climbs off laying back on her elbows.

Lily cautiously straddles him, slowly and carefully lowering herself. Very slowly. Inch by swollen inch. Negan looks amused. Anna scolds him with a glance. Lily rocks softly as she adjusts. Without warning he impatiently flips them. Looking into her face he slowly eases the rest of the way, and holds still.

"You really want me to fuck you? he teases

Panting erratically she twitches below him trying to get some friction and nods.

"Say it"

"Say what?" she falters

"I wanna hear you say please"

"Please" she says quietly 

"With some fucking conviction girl. ...Please fuck me Negan" 

"Stop toying with her. You're so fuckin cruel sometimes" Ana shakes her head at him

"Dont pretend like you dont love it, Ana" he chuckles "now get your sweet fuckin ass over here..." Ana smiles and crawls back to lily.

."....focus lily, I wanna hear you say it. Please fuck me Negan"

"Please" she swallows hard "please fuck me Negan"

"Thats my good girl" 

He sets a slow steady pace. Ana kisses lily softly. Lily moans into Ana's mouth as her hand moves down gliding between her wet folds. The kiss firmer as she pins her, circling her clit slowly as he pumps rhythmically, gently. Ana's hand wanders. He looks down when he feels her massaging his balls and inhales sharply.

"Ana" he warns. Not breaking the kiss she moves to grasp the base of his cock.

"Ana. Stop, unless you want me to blow my load right now"

She sniggers, putting her attention back to lily's wetness, when she suddenly convulses and arches. He stops abruptly, gritting his teeth and quickly withdraws, grabbing Ana by the hips and dragging her to him as lily writhes beside them.

"You are a bad fucking girl."

She gasps as he plunges into her. He stills, his hand around her throat pulling her up towards him. She backs up onto him, grinding, his hand squeezing her throat. Holding her tight against him, he fiercely slams into her and stills again.

"Bad, dirty girl. Aren't you.?"

"Yes"

"MY bad dirty girl"

"Yes"

Another deep thrust

"Are you gonna behave for me now?"

"Yes, Negan"

"Beg for my cock, beg for me to fuck you"

"Please, Negan. Please"

"I said beg"

"Please, I need it, I need you to fuck me"

Groaning loudly he rams into her again and pounds her relentlessly 

"Yes,don't stop"

Circling her clit with other hand he knows shes already close

"Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't  ..... she shudders and tightens around him

"Oh fuck... jesus ..fucking ...christ" he cries out

Releasing her onto her hands and knees, shaking beneath him, he hastily withdraws and spurts over her ass. Catching their breath he closes his eyes and rests his forehead on her back, until hes completely spent and their breathing returns to normal. Inhaling deeply he opens his eyes to see lily laying and smiling up at him. 

He pulls himself up collecting a shirt from the floor, wipes himself, and cleans Ana's back before tossing the shirt at lily. He collects his clothes and starts to dress. 

"Hey this is my shirt." Lily pouts. Smiling sweetly at Negan "it's ok though"

He briefly glances over at her and continues to dress silently. Ana grabs a shirt and pulls on some jeans. Lily sits up and looks around for the rest of her clothes.

"So..." lily ventures " What happens now?" 

"What do you mean?" He pulls on his boots

" um...us?" She looks from one to the other "what happens now with us?"

Ana and Negan exchange glances 

"Wow you suddenly found your voice. Um...Nothing. There is no us. Look darlin, nothing is fuckin happening here. It was just a casual fuck that's all, a bit of fun. I thought you knew that" he pulls on his jacket

"But ....I thought maybe we could...you know ....have an arrangement."

Ana grabs her cigarettes and rolls her eyes at Negan

"I'm going for a smoke. I'll leave you two love birds to it"

Negan turns to lily with a frown

"Whoah. Let me stop you right there, sweet cheeks. You wanted this. You got it. I'm very happy for you. Today was a great day for you. 'Yay, today was my bestest lucky fucking day. Today was the day I fucked Negan ' you can write it in your journal and tell all your friends"

Lily's eyes suddenly fill

"Dont get your titties in a twist sweetheart, it's just a fuck"

"Such a dick" Ana shakes her head at him as she brushes passed. He groans and rubs his forehead.

"Ok. Ok. For fucks sake. Don't go getting all emotional on me,....I'm just busting your lady nuts. Look... I'm a busy guy, I got this place to run, several wives to entertain, I just dont have the time." He heads for the door. "Dont take it personal.....I'll ..um....see you around." He shakes his head " fucks sake" he mumbles under his breath as he hurriedly leaves.

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