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leejeongz · 4 years ago

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fluffy a-z JAY (enhypen)

requested: yes, by anon

a/n: as if i didn’t have a phat crush on him before </3 jay tunnel vision shall continue until the end of time. thanks for requesting!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

he’s very “selective” about his pda, an arm around your waist or your shoulder is enough for him and when he wants to be cute, a bop on your nose. when in private, he’s pretty much the same. he respects your personal space and doesn’t want to overstep any boundaries. when he’s “asleep” next to you though his arms MAY fall around you and start to hug you superrrr loosely :)). it’s not that he doesn’t like physical affection, he’s all for it, but he’s not sure if you are if you're not the one intitiating it. (taken from my enhypen as boyfriends post)

most of his affection is shown through endearing smiles and words of affirmation. he’s constantly staring at you with loving eyes, thinking of how he never wants the moment to end. he doesn’t say things when he doesn’t mean them, everything that comes out of his mouth is honest and sincere, when he tells you that he loves you, or that he’s proud of you, or that he’s happy to be yours, he really means it.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

jay would literally start a conversation with anyone, he just happened to start a conversation with you one day, and you both realised pretty quickly that this wasn’t just going to be a one off chat. you were laughing and joking the whole time, and it became a regular thing whenever you saw each other since your schedules often lead you both to the same place at the same time.

i think he would be such a supportive best friend :(. one who knows you better than you know yourself, one who takes the time to learn every little thing about you, one who is literally like a brother to you. jay likes to teach you things, he likes to help you when you ask or when he can see you struggling. he is someone that you can rely on and someone that will listen and help you without judging you.

you become part of his friendship group since you get along with them all so well. he likes it that way as he can spend more time with you rather than having to disappoint one to be with another.

C = Comfort (How do they comfort their partner?)

he’s so concerned whenever he sees you upset or anxious :( he just wants to let you know that it’s okay to feel that way and that he’s here to protect you, but he doesn’t want you to feel suffocated by him when you’re clearly not feeling too good.

if he saw you crying, he’d be firstly asking what’s making you upset, asking “why, why, why?” in a cute tone with a little pout on his face. he’d have you in his arms too, holding your head closer to him so that you can cry onto his sounder or onto his shirt. his main aim is just to let you know that he’s there and that he’s all yours in that moment. after you’ve told him what was making you feel so upset, he’d either try to make a joke of the situation if it’s not that serious, or he’d help you come up with a realistic solution to your problem. he’d probably let out a lot of sympathy noises too, little “hmms” and “awws” because he wants you to know that he’s listening and hopefully you feel comforted by that.

if your ever feeling anxious, jay just wants you to know that he understands. he’s willing to help you in any way he possibly can (within reason) and helps you to push yourself whenever you’re feeling confident enough to do so without taking things too far. he always tells you how proud he is of you and how you’re doing so great. he wouldn’t laugh at you or try to make you feel silly for your anxieties and worries, however bizarre and foreign they may be to him, he actively tries to understand and sometimes researches more, not forgetting to tell you that you’re not alone.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How about kids? Marriage? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

i mean, we all know he’s good at cooking! he likes to show off his culinary skills for you whenever he can and would rather have a home cooked meal over a takeaway too. he also likes the house to be clean and tidy, but whoever makes the mess should clean it of course, and he’s not afraid to complain when you leave a room with it looking like a pigsty.

settling down is a very very big thing for jay. he won’t think about it lightly. the relationship has to be special, he knows when the right time to settle down is and which person is the right person, he won’t rush into it with just anyone.

i don’t think he’d care for marriage to be honest. as long as he knows that you love him and that you know that he loves you, that’s all the matters, you don’t need a certificate or a ceremony for that. in the future, jay probably wants to have kids, just 1, maybe 2, but it’s not so important that he’d break off the relationship if you didn’t want to have kids.

E = Equal (Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?)

he really wants it to be equal. he doesn’t want to feel like either of you have more power than/over the other. you don’t have to act in accordance with anything that he says and his doesn’t have to act in accordance with what you say, you may be in a relationship but you’re still two separate people and should be seen as that. so, for that reason, he doesn’t want a dominant/submissive (passive (?)) relationship with you in everyday life, he just wants you both to feel like you are your own people.

F = Feelings (How did the confession go down?)

he would get SO nervous whenever he thought about confessing to you, his hands would get all sweaty and clammy and he’d go completely silent. but, saying that, he is also rather excited to confess, because that’s one step closer to being yours <3. if it didn’t come out by accident, i.e him just spewing out “because i like you” after you asked him why he teased you, i think he’d do it in a rather meaningful way. just the two of you, alone, (so that you can kiss him if you want to hehe), maybe even buy you a small little gift and hands it to you while telling you how much you mean to him.

G = Giggle (What makes him laugh?)

when you compliment him. oh gosh this boy goes all blush and giggly when you compliment him, especially when you’re in the dating phase.

when you give someone a deserved shouting at. watching you stand up for yourself makes him overwhelmed with pride, but he can’t help but laugh at the person you’re giving the grief to, just because of how tiny and small you’re making them look.

when you wear his clothes for the first time. of course, you look cute, but the mismatch of items really makes him laugh, he just has to let it out while engulfing you in a hug.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

aww jay is definitely a back hugger. coming up behind you, wrapping his arms around you and waddling around aimlessly with your back pressed against his chest. sometimes he says nothing at all, he just appreciates you and your complaints of how he’s distracted you. other times, he just asks about your day, general small talk really, before walking to bed with you to cuddle and chat some more.

less frequently, he’ll give in and hug you normally, resting his chin on your shoulder and smiling, wondering why he doesn’t do it more often. as he pulls away, he places a gentle kiss on your forehead and tells you that he loves you, or that he’s missed you while he’s been working.

I = Instant (Do they believe in love at first sight?)

claims that he doesn’t because he thinks it’s shallow to base your feelings off of just someone’s appearance. he’s a little confused as to how you can fall in love with someone just by seeing their face, not even talking to them ?

actually, he does believe in it, he just needed to experience it to know. the aura and vibes that you give off attracts him to you in that moment. he feels a connection without even having to talk to you, he just knows that there is something there.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

he kind of loves it when he sees that people are interested in you. like yeah you’re hot, but you’re also all his, and he’s gonna show them hehe. he’d be all over your like a rash, kissing you delicately so that you don’t get suspicious or feel uncomfortable, or resting his hand on your lower back to let everyone know that they can’t have you.

if he sees you talking to a guy, he’s not gonna get pressed about it. he’s not going to ask you millions of questions about what you were talking about and who he is or whatnot, he actually loves seeing you smile from across the room and he doesn’t care who it is that is making you smile so yeah.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

shoulder ❗️ kisses ❗️ when he’s spooning you while you’re sleeping. when he senses someone is interested in you in public he’ll just stand behind you and kiss your shoulder. god he’s so cute without even realising BYE. (taken from my enhypen as boyfriends post). he also likes to kiss your hand, prince charming, eat your heart out.

he likes to initiate kisses, all of them. he smiles as he leans in, his tongue pushing against the back of his teeth making his smile more radiant. he starts with a few tiny little pecks, reaching for your head whether you’re sitting or standing. the kiss naturally deepens and his body language mimics yours. when you kiss, you truly become one. kisses like this are heated, but don’t happen all that often.

L = Love Confession (How fast do they say the L-word?)

saying the L word is a very big deal to him, he really has to be in love, and he has to have been in love for a while before he can say it.

honestly, before he actually said it, he’d been thinking about it for days. every time he looked at you, he wanted to say it. you were talking to him, but he wasn’t concentrating on what you were saying, even if he really did look like it. you finished your sentence and almost immediately after you did so, jay said it, those three words. he was so content that he’d said it too, a small smile appearing on his face which grew bigger the more he thought about it.

M = Memory (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

the time you bought matching rings for you and him! he remembers you dropping off the small gift bag at his door a few days after you’d been shopping with your friends. he opened it up to find a black ring with a moon shape carved of it, and a picture of your hand wearing the matching ring. he’d be lying if he said that he didn’t cry, scurrying back to his room to put it on straight away. he’d constantly be fidgeting with it, spinning it around his finger and thinking about you as he does so. when you two were together, he’d bring up the rings a lot, he would never be able to get over how cute they were, but he’d always be a little bummed out that you were too shy to give it to him in person.

N = No (What's their pet peeve?)

dirtiness. leaving a mess anywhere. just clean it up if you can, stop relying on him to always pick things up when you leave them lying around. he can sometimes tolerate it, but it builds up to the point where he has to complain about it because it’s getting too much.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their significant other?)

green. sage green particularly.

everything with you is so natural and fresh. you were such a new character when you came into his life, you were and still are like no one that he’s ever met before. he felt he could trust you and be himself around you instantly. you bring him comfort even though you’re someone that he’s never seen before.

P = Petnams (What pet names do they call their other half?)

baby, babygirl/babyboy, honey, sweetheart, prince/princess all that good stuff.

his favourite name to call you, though, is darling. especially when you two are alone, he thinks “darling” is so much more classy, intimate and loving, which perfectly describes your relationship.

he also calls you beautiful a lot (because that’s what u are hehe). that’s more so for when he’s asking you a question, though, especially when he’s buying something for you. “do you want this, beautiful?” ahh he’s so cute :(

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

he doesn’t have to remember, he just knows. knowing things about you is like knowing things about himself, he’s always ready and prepared for you to quiz him on anything because there’s no way that he can be wrong about it. even the stuff that you mention just briefly, he knows it. he’s also a very good judge of character, i think, so some things you don’t even have to tell him, he just knows.

oh and he LOVES to tell other people too. you’re his favourite topic of conversation, he could talk about you for hours and never run out of positive things to say.

R = Rainy day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

he doesn’t really care about the rain, he would just get on with his day as usual if he could. but not everyone wants to go out when it’s pouring down and he appreciates that so,,, did someone say karaoke??? he’s gonna be belting out high notes and rapping like his life depends on it. even if you’re not the usual type to join in, something about his energy makes you wanna get up and dance.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

you're his pride and joy, he’s going to do everything in his power to protect you. he believes that you can protect yourself, of course he does, and he doesn’t want to hurt you more than the thing he’s protecting you from, but he’s ready to intervene when he senses that things aren’t going as they should be.

if he can tell that you’re getting uncomfortable by someone’s presence, he’ll confront them and ask them to give you some space. he can get a little loud and aggressive with it when necessary too because no one should be made to feel like that.

it’s quite clear that jay isn’t the controlling type of boyfriend and so you don’t have to be worried about him being possessive. although he’d appreciate it if you told him where you’re going, just for his own peace of mind that should something happen to you, he at least knows where to find you.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

okay so i see jay as the type of guy who cares more for memories than materialistic things, so that would definitely be reflected in the gifts he gives too. would probably book a vacation for the pair of you, or a spa day for you or something along those lines for your birthday or big anniversaries. also for your birthday, he likes to write you handwritten letters every year, detailing how grateful he is to have you by his side and how proud he is of the person you are today. saying all that though, for 100 days together, he did buy you a giant teddy which he noticed you kept propped up on your desk chair. he even named it for you too :((.

dates with jay are really chill and relaxed during the day. they mostly consist of shopping or watching a movie at home and are very much “at your own pace”. he likes that you can both just be yourselves, especially when you are only in that dating phase, as he feels he can get to know you better. he loves to please you too!! he’d rather do something that you enjoy, even if he doesn’t particularly enjoy the activity himself, because he gets to see you smile <33. more intense dates usually come in the form of dinner dates, where you dress up and have a sit down meal somewhere. he puts in a heck of a lot of effort into these, he’ll be planning and arranging things for days before because he really wants to impress you (which of course, he does). he brushes up on his knowledge of the food that is on the menu and on the correct etiquette for the date because that’s really important to him.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

he loves to game. he has games on his phone, on his pc, on the tv, just about everything he owns, he can game on. so sometimes you get ignored if he’s gaming :(. he’d LOVE LOVE LOVE if you joined in, or if you asked questions or what not, but when he’s in the zone, he’s there for a good while and you just cannot seem to get him out of it. (call jungwon to turn his game off if necessary ❗️he’s experienced and willing)

V = Vulnerability (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

he doesn’t want to tell you things too soon. he doesn’t want you to use them against him and hurt him just as he’s starting to fall for you. but he understands that the only way that things can develop is by telling you more and more about himself. i think you’d have to start it off, telling him some of the things that have shaped you into the person you are today, before he starts listing off the hardships that he’s had to endure in order to get to where he is now.

by the time you’re in a relationship, he trusts you completely. you know things about each other that no one else, not even the people closest to you, know.

W = Why (Why do they love their partner?)

you make him feel wanted, like he has a purpose, a role to play. when he feels like giving up, you’re there to help him back onto his feet. you give him a reason to do everything he wants to do and more. you appreciate him in ways that no one else has ever done, made him feel things that no one has ever made him feel, you’re someone he’s never had in his life before, and he loves you for it.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

boyfriend jay gives you the best massages, out of the blue. when he sees you sat at his gaming chair, his hands immediately come to massage your shoulders. when you lie with your feet on his lap while sitting on the couch, he starts massaging them gently while you watch tv. just as you got done working out, he’s be there with a nice ice cold bath already run and some spa music playing in the background while he rubs your thighs and calves. he knows he’s good at them and puts his skill to good use whenever he can :D.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, but other people love in a relationship?)

engaging in constant pda. just yuck, he wants his own space and he doesn’t understand how you can’t want yours either. he wants to eat and drink without you latched onto his arm, and he wants to be able to stand in line without needing to hug you or vice versa. it’s not that he doesn’t want to show off your relationship, he just doesn’t think that PDA necessary all the time.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

sleeping with his eyes open lmao. kinda creepy but you know he can’t help it, he doesn’t even know that he’s doing it so 🤷🏻‍♀️.

to conclude, jay, this is an official proposal pls be our bestie/boyf

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shiro-hatzuki · 3 years ago

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I loved reading your Es art analysis and wanted 2 ask what are your favorite milgram theories for each of the prisoners + es and jackalope! doesn't have to be like the ones you believe are the most likely to be canon or make the most sense but just ones you think are funny or interesting, I'd love to hear!

anon? you enabling me to scream about my opinions even more? /j

okay real talk, i can't say i have too many theories that are particular favorites of mine (tho i do have a few faves!) since i'm so indecisive and end up loving them all lol. i'll share some theories i've recently had on my mind, though!

theories below the cut! probably contains spoilers. also hyperlinks for days, and CW: several sensitive topics including prostitution, bullying, child abuse, and probably others that are standard fair for milgram will be mentioned.

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Haruka: killing my old self- wait a minute

this is the theory i came up with when i first was introduced to milgram. in this theory, haruka believes he was a "loved" child in his past and an "unloved" child in the present. he sees his past self as what he should ideally be, but through his unforgivable actions (hurting the girl, bashing the dog up with the rock, and possibly other actions we didn't see), he can no longer be a boy worthy of love nor happiness. he sees another child that is like his loved self or he sees his loved self in that child, and jealous (or a plethora of different emotions he may have), he kills that child. I hold this theory dear to me since it's my first one, but i quite like other haruka theories regarding the specifics of his motives as well as who the hell his victim is.

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Yuno: i don't get around that much

the theory goes that yuno is dating one older gentleman who has a lot of money (sugar daddy relationship), and the scenes we see are the 4 different times they met up that could have caused her pregnancy. as a side note, they probably met up more times than 4, but these are the times that she thinks might have caused it. due to the balloons in the giant balloon being different colors, though, i think it's more likely that she was an escort for 4 clients, but hey, it's possible.

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Fuuta: the gamer malewife of my dreams <3 /j

wow shiro, you have strangely specific dreams. anyways, this is a silly theory in which fuuta is actually surprisingly good at housework. fuuta has stated in his interro questions that his parents were divorce, and since he doesn't remember much about his mother, his parents probably separated early in his life. though i'm not sure if his dad was a working man or was struggling through some way or another, he probably had trouble taking care of the housework along while looking after his kids. that meant that the kids were either living in a messy house (not necessarily bad enough to warrant child protective services, just not spotless), or it was up to the kids to help with the chores. whatever happened, fuuta either prefers or is used to keeping everything clean, and from the shots we can see of what i assume is his current place of residence, he's been doing alright with keeping things relatively tidy (there are still some things here and there and his bed doesn't look made, but at least it's not like my room lol).

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Muu: the mv is in reverse order

i recently saw this theory after it was posted in the fancult server by a user that goes by pai, and i think it's super interesting! it goes that the murder of muu's victim and the ending scene actually happened before muu started to be bullied. victim girl was the subject of bullying, but then muu killed the girl. at first, her classmates feared muu, but eventually, they bullied her due to at least being suspected, if not know to be, the killer of victim girl. i'm not sure if i fully think this theory is probable, but i do find it interesting to think that the timeline we see is not reality.

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Shidou: "bad at my job" kirisaki

my half baked theory on shidou i posted a bit ago! according to the theory, shidou is a surgeon who does very vital operations that could save lives, but he's a really bad surgeon, so he can't save lives for shit. it's not that he didn't study and train properly, didn't take his job seriously, nor didn't care about his patients; he did all of those things! but for some reason, he keeps screwing up. the flower person at the end is actually a symbol of his dying career because he can't save people for shit, each flower being a patient he tried to save - thought he saved - building up to a mountain of failure. this theory is mostly a joke and an excuse to say "shidou sucks" a few times /lh. (i still love him, tho)

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Mahiru: the last supper

i think the theory that "mahiru's food we see in day 16 killed her lover" is really funny. okay, so it could be the yandere thing like in the psychogram (the song she covered) mv where it's intentionally killing him because "with your death, you can be bound to me forever" or whatever's going on there, but it's funnier to think that mahiru accidently put something her partner is deathly allergic to, she passed out, then woke up to find that her partner had died from her food. alternatively, her partner had choked on his food while mappi was passed out. oops.

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Kazui: faithful to the end

basically me going "haha noooo kazui don't cheat you're so sexy." the theory is that kazui didn't cheat on his wife with the woman at the bar. the woman was just a business partner, coworker, or even just a female friend. however, although there were no romantic feelings, it still stood in contrast with his relationship with his wife. he wasn't enjoying his wife's company anymore. he didn't love her anymore. he should have kept up the lie of being content with the partner he chose for his life, but he let the lie slip away. but both him and his partner were not as young as they used to be, and perhaps they had been married for long enough that the years they spent together amounting to nothing but a failed marriage gave a feeling of hopelessness, at least to them. thus, for better or worse (i think worse), they didn't divorce.

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Amane: childhood stardom

in the early days of amane's mv release, i saw a small theory going around that amane was literally a child star on a television show, and the entertainment industry was rough on her/possibly abusive towards her as well as other child talents (or at least the particular company she was contracted under). of course, nowadays you don't see this theory as much, and the religious themes that have been surrounding her since the beginning of the project have lead to the cult theory being more prevalent and the tv themes being taken less literally. i personally agree that the tv themes are much less literal when i interpret amane and don't believe that amane was a child talent for tv, but i still think about this theory with fondness.

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Mikoto: running from my dark days

the theory goes that mikoto was once part of a gang when he was younger. probably not yakuza, but a rag-tag street gang or even biker gang. he went to school and joined the workforce to get away from his past, but he couldn't break away from the gang so easily. the dude we see crawling away from him at the train platform looks a bit like what your average gang member might look like, and the imagery of bikes and bikers, knives, bats, and probably other street thug imagery are all over mikoto's tarot cards. i think this theory is neat, and i never would have thought of it on my own.

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Kotoko: i have what you want to know

the theory is that kotoko needs to work a few odd jobs to get by, one of them being an info broker. this mainly comes from the back-alley deal scene where she is exchanging slips of paper with another person. information is one of the currencies she works in when on the streets, thus why she seems so keen on gathering information. it also helps her own goals when she exchanges information with others, such as tracking down the people she's beating up (and potentially beating to death hi dude that kotoko probably killed). admittedly, my love for this theory might just come from my inexplicable bias towards info broker/informant characters. yeah, very specific, i know.

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Es: child of the prison

for this theory, es was raised in the milgram prison. this theory comes from the eleventh door being very old (assuming it was once es's cell) as well as the impression i got from things like undercover, which is that the clues to es's past are hidden within the prison, not just their forgotten memories. furthermore, if they were raised to be a prison guard, then that could explain why they accepted and fell into the role so easily. the details are still dodgy for me, though. were they born in the prison? or were they a young child that was brought to the prison and raised there? of course, it could just be that es wasn't raised in the prison at all, too. i'm hoping that the light novel could shed some light on the nature of wardens becoming wardens if not show es themself.

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Jackalope: literally just a rabbit

so we know that es is basically the only one that can hear jackalope, but after seeing various things in the milgram ip with the prisoners just considering jack to be a bunny and even treating him like a normal bunny, i wondered if he literally looked like a normal bunny. shidou's drawing of jack made this theory much less likely, though, since he drew jack with horns. idk if the prisoners assume the horns are attached to his head or not, but at the very least, the horns are on him. still, this theory was really funny while it lasted because es would've been like "he doesn't like it when you call him a rabbit. i guess he's not quite a rabbit since he's a mythical creature with horns." and the prisoners would've been like "horns??? you tripping, warden?????"

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and those are some of the theories i've had on my mind for every character! the theories that are mostly not bsed from my own head are muu's, mahiru's, amane's, and mikoto's, though i currently can't find links to more in depth explanations of these theories (if i find them again, i'll hyperlink those too)(also this is not to say the other theories weren't thought of by other people. it's just that i thought of those mostly independently aside from some back and forth with a friend for one or two of them, and if they match someone else's theory, it's by coincidence. or blame that friend /j).

thank you for this ask, anon! it was fun doing a quick run through of all of these.

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butterfrogmantis · 3 years ago

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What would all the canon smurfs parents make of their kiddos partners? :3

Ok for a second I got quite confused because I was like 'wait there's canon parents' but then I realised what you meant I hope XD

I'm still have some to go of course! Including developing two for another anon atm, but I can go off the ones I currently have :) Actually, I've even been thinking about a grandparent AU~ however that would be likely to change some key events in my timeline so I'd have to work out how the hell to adjust for it to keep things more or less on the same track XD Regardless! I'll treat these like it was the grandparent AU and ignore development, I'll fix that later

Farmer's:

Both Hayseed and Florist would be super open armed and friendly to Tailor! They are literally just sweet simple living folks with big hearts and extra chairs for the table. It's a pretty different atmosphere to Tailor's house so he might feel a little bit strange at first but in a good way! The farming household is cosy and warm and likes to play silly board games into the night and there's always a bowl of goodies on the coffee table. Diligent and Sower are made a big fuss of, of course <3 Hayseed tends to be that cool grandpa that lets them ride the horses or whatever the hell the Smurf equivalent is. Florist calls Diligent a handsome spitting image of his grandpa. I mean not really but go off Florist, she’s just proud.

Tailor's:

Well lets say that regardless of their opinion, almost anyone is welcomed better than Tailor's teenage ex XD Modiste would never have approved of a bully boyfriend. Farmer on the other hand is very obviously hopelessly devoted so that's already a massive improvement! Tailor's household is much larger, especially with his cousins and we could assume aunt and uncle in this situation too. The atmosphere tends to be a bit more serious and conversational, but it's fine, Farmer does his best :) Yarner is somewhat taken aback by the sheer freaking HEIGHT of this Smurf though, but he is as short as his son which doesn't help him perspective wise.

They also fuss over the grandkids but it tends to be more of a literal fussing than coddling - Yarner likes to make sure Tailor's keeping up with proper hair care for Sower since she's the only female Smurf in their household, which Tailor's already told him a million times yes dad we know there's a lot of it, it's fine, leave off. Funnier in the human verse where all three of them have exactly the same hair so it's such a random thing for him to pick on but at least Yarner cares. Modiste just tuts about how her grandkids keep outgrowing their new clothes and could they please stop taking after their other father it's inconsiderate /j.

Clumsy’s:

Well I kind of envisioned that Clumsy wouldn’t have known his father outside of stories about him, but he’d have been verrrrrrry close to his mother <3 Even so, I think Sweet Treat would have only had a .. civil relationship with Stormy. They both tried really hard to get along but at the end of the day they were just very different women. Stormy never really liked desserts or baked goods either, too sweet for her and physical affection (so, hugs) isn’t her love language either so yeahh all of ST’s favourite things gone in an instance XD Again, they were always polite and pleasant but Sweet Treat would feel a bit sad she couldn’t have a proper bond with the mother of her first grandchildren.

And then there was Handy, who was a complete 180. He adores baked goods and sweets (secret sweet tooth don’t ya know). Sweet Treat ADORES her son-in-law. Literally gets more excited to see Handy than her own son /j /j /j. They’d have a very strong bond and ST was also so proud of her ‘handsome boys’. As for ST being a grandmother, oh god she’d be the best. She loves all 3 of her grandchildren equally, there’s no favouritism towards the twins or Mari, but she is absolutely the embodiment of this image

Handy’s:

Well, they’re ... nice, if a bit confused XD More specifically Mechanic, since Chimerical tends to be very outgoing and friendly regardless and was always very encouraging of her son;s uh, obscure romance choices! Mechanic was ... puzzled. He was fine when teen Handy was dating Architect, yeah nice, he could see a cool future there. They broke up? No biggie Handy can find someone else. He’s in love with a what now? A fish? A fish woman? A PRINCESS fish woman? Handy what the hell. Oh he’s serious about this? Oh no they broke up. Oh well that’s a shame Mechanic didn’t see how that would work anyway. Now maybe his son will think sensibly about - he’s dating someone with kids? Well I guess he’s taking the family life seriously at last. What’s the guys name? Oh give your old pa a break, Handy.

Again in terms of parenting, they’d both be very careful to include the twins as they mean a lot to Handy though :) Even if Mari is their bio granddaughter, even Mechanic wouldn’t be able to resist any of those little Smurflings for long, he doesn’t care that much as long as his son is happy at the end of the day.

Vanity’s:

Well, they’d probably appreciate Grouchy’s cynical attitude but not really be impressed by his standing. Ironically, they’d be very impressed by Don Smurfo’s noble title ... and less so by his overly passionate personality. Honestly though these parents aren’t ever really happy. Honestly probably would play favourites with Vanity being their born and raised son and Aloof being their bio grandchild compared to cloned son Somebody and adoptee Quixotic. That’s not the kids fault, Snooty and Spoiled are just kind of arseholes. At least Vanity and Somebody have each other to lean on.

Don’s:

I still need to design his mother but I actually designed his father ages ago. Here he is :) and in contrast to Snooty and Spoiled not giving a rat’s ass about Somebody, Conte would love him!! A bit untraditional perhaps but you know what? Don loves him! And he’s kind of fun, Conte would take that over any tradition

#smurfs #butterverse asks #BFM grandparents

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murswrites · 4 years ago

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Fluff Alphabet ⎯ K. Hargreeves

Character/Celeb: Klaus Hargreeves Fandom: The Umbrella Academy MASTERLIST Request from anon: Can you do a Klaus fluff alphabet? 👀

A/N I love this cutie so much----

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

Klaus loves how supportive you are, he’s been forced into isolation for a lot of his life so it means a lot that you care no matter what.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

I don’t think Klaus would be overly interested in having kids for many reasons. One of them being that he’s worried the baby will inherit some form of his powers and he wouldn’t wish his powers on even his worst enemy.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Klaus is like a big baby, he wants to be held and close to you. A lot of the time, he’s lounging on you like a house cat, he’ll lay his stomach across your legs, lay his head on your lap. And if you’re laying down, Klaus will lay on top of you.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Very sporadic and impromptu, to be honest. Sometimes he’s just like “Wanna go out?” and then you’re being dragged to typically a nightclub. A lot of the times they’re simple movie night with popcorn.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

“You are my savior.”

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

He wasn’t sure what he was feeling, but he knew he liked the feeling of loving you. But when Klaus finally realized for sure that he loved you, it was during one of your long rants as he just watched you with his head resting on his hands all dazy eyed.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

Klaus handles you with care. His hugs are secure but soft, he kisses you deeply but warmly, when you do anything ;) he’s so sweet and loving.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

He much prefers to be hugging you but whenever y’all are up to no good, Klaus likes to tangle your fingers together.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

When he first saw you, Klaus was intrigued as to who you were and why you weren’t fawning over him much like many others have.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Most of the time no, but he acts like a little kid in my opinion. He will likely sulk and roll his eyes while arguing with Ben about talking to you.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Klaus definitely kissed you first, he thought nothing of it, a peck on the cheek doesn’t count? Right?

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

You say it at the same time.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

When you tried to teach Klaus how to make no-bake cookies and he made it wrong so the cookies didn’t set right :(

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Klaus spoils you with love <3

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Any warm color.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

Darling, hun, a nickname based of your name.

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

He likes live music, but really anything that drowns out the spirits.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Klaus honestly loves playing in the rain and running around, jumping in puddles.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

Music really helps him and so does talking to anyone as a way to distract himself from the spirits.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Really anything, Klaus is the type to do the “Just hit a blunt...” thoughts,,, even when he’s not high. He also really likes arguing about random bullshit and will DIE ON THAT HILL!!

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Taking baths with music in the background.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

His sobriety and friends.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

He’d definitely pull out a ring and be like “Wanna elope?”

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

Fake Happy - Paramore + She - Harry Styles

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Honestly? Not really, he’s never been on to commit to someone so it hasn’t really crossed his mind.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

I think anything fluffy, but coming to mind would be a maine coon or mini-lop rabbit! He’d name it after something silly like a drug, ex: MJ (Mary Jane), Chrissy (chrystal meth EJWNFIGN)

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#the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy season 2 #tua #tua s2 #klaus hagreeves #klaus hargreeves x reader #klaus hargreeves headcanon #klaus hargreeves imagine #fluff alphabet #robert sheehan

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mythgirlimagines · 3 years ago

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ANON-CORRECT QUOTES

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Iris: (clearly masking her anxiety) Don’t be silly, Ritchie-senpai! I’m fine!

Curious: (dead inside from working several retail jobs) I am fine too.

Eldritch: (angry at the Jr. Ultimates blatant emotional repression) Y-You see, you two?! This is a s-sign, Jr. Ultimates! If you t-two d-don’t ex-ex-express y-yourselves, y-you’ll j-just k-keep saying ”I’m fine!”, when s-someone asks you two h-how you a-are! A-A-And th-then one d-day, s-s-someone w-will s-s-say, “How are you, Curi and Riri?”! A-And y-y-you kn-know w-w-what your answers w-would b-b-be?! THERE WON’T BE ONE! B-BECAUSE YOU’D BOTH BE D-DEAD!

Source: Clone High

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(At the Kibo-Con cafeteria...)

Purple: (pulling her lunch out of her bag) Latterly, you apprised to me that I shall interpose more vegetables into my circadian comestibles.

Scar: (snatches the carrot cake from Purple, unimpressed) Demon of Words, carrot cake is not a vegetable.

Source: Peanuts

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Wet Sock: (on the couch, to Egg) The inside of your butt is warm enough to hard boil an egg!

Egg: (remembering something from their past) Oh no. I’m not falling for this one again!

Janon: (sleeping on the other side of the couch, confused and grossed out) ...What?...

Source: Tumblr

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(After Dream decided to teach Myth and Wyre how to play volleyball...)

Wyre: (in a Bokuto-esque emo mode after losing to Myth and Dream)

Dream: (confused) Uh, Myth-senpai, is Wyre-senpai always like this when she loses?

Myth: (in a reminiscent mood) Oh yeah! You should have been here for the Great Jenga Tantrum of 2015!

Wyre: (angry, from the other side of the court) YOU BUMPED THE TABLE AND YOU KNOW IT!

Source: The Big Bang Theory

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Fusion II: (squinting through her sunglasses) Sparkle...please don’t tell me you’re gonna start wearing that all the time....

Sparkle: (wearing a somehow even more extravagant version of her original outfit) JEALOUSY IS SUCH AN UGLY EMOTION, DARLING!

Source: Sly Cooper: Thieves in Time

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(The Brain Cells were just strolling through town one day, when all of a sudden...)

Fusion: (reading the news on his phone) According to this very recent article, a ragtag group of teens, preteens and young adults are causing chaos on the other side of town.

Nerd: (disgruntled) Tch...f***ing dumb kids...

Fusion: (shows the other brain cells the video on his phone, of the other Anons causing chaos on the other side of town)

Purple: (already realising something is wrong) Good heavens...

Scar: (shocked, in full mom mode) THOSE ARE OUR DUMB KIDS!

Brain Cells: (running off to the other side of town)

Source: The Owl House

Video Source: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3eAJKxmJrg)

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The Fancy One: Anons underestimate the power of nostalgia. Nostalgia truly is one of the greatest Anons weaknesses, second only to the neck.~★

Source: The Office

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I hope you like these quotes! Let me know what you think of them in your reblogs!

-Fusion Anon

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The one with me and Wyre could absolutely go the other way around too XD I can get really competitive

#submission #anon #fusion anon #incorrect quote #fusion anon ii #purple anon #iris anon #eldritch anon #dream anon #sparkling anon #just anon #egg anon #wet sock anon #anon nerd #anon scar #my evil twin #anon kg

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milkiijustwrites · 3 years ago

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bakery anon here(the one that requested the encouragement letter and hcs of sunny and basil)!! i hope you dont mind if i participate in the matching event :) im bi as fuck and need antidepressants :) is it fine if i request both a matchup for omori and yttd? ive been playing yttd lately and adore the dolls way too much- if not, a matchup for whatever is easier for you would be best. :) i'm really two-faced, in my opinion. depends on who im talking to. with a stranger/someone i dont know well, im usually awfully polite and respectful to said person. i do what i can for them, but i wont go above the basic needs or risking anything personal for a stranger unless they need it badly. i tend to sweet talk people i dont know and have short-lived conversations because i am a socially and privately awkward person who needs therapy :) with my close(ish) friends though, im more willing to show just how much of a crackhead i really am(i dont smoke crack). i tend to make a lot of shitposts, and whoever doesnt accept them gets to leave. i have anger issues and tend to snap at people should they hurt someone i love and care about; yes this is the reason why im wanted in over 17 different countries /j in person, im the most antisocial piece of shit known to man and only come out of my house every month to stock up on yarn and baking supplies. i run that business i told you about, and i make all sorts of baked and knit goods because yes :) god knows how many times ive been embarassed at younger me i was such a cringey kid and STILL AM i still get fixated over the things i love and obsess over them for like 2 weeks then switch to a new obsession- current obsession is this fanganronpa with cuphead characters my friend wrote B) ok thats about it :) use this how you will! thank you sm for reading this and if you actually answer it i will cry tears of amazement over how youre more consistent than i -bakery anon

Hii! Thank you participating in the event !

A/N: ah yes!! Bakery anon! Thank you for always supporting me! No problem! I'll get your match up ready :))

For Omori, I match you up with......

MARI

Ok, I'm bugging around Mari or Kel here so uh :) Mari

Ok , just hear me out. Mari have her humor, and you have your humor, just imagine both of you just being a crackhead and do weird stuffs together. But of course, at the end both of you will clean up the mess by yourself , like- silly but independent couple

And I can see Mari helping out with you with your business cause I headcanon Mari being good at everything yknow 👁️‼️

" Y/N! Let's get some pizza after work alright?"

And for yttd, I match you up with....

RANMARU KAGEYAMA

I couldn't look for RANMARU normal gifs HELP

Idk , it just gives me the feels, that ranmaru and you could be a great match.

RANMARU is very lovesick for me, if he falls in love he will show his two-faced personality , that is treat you like a goddess and treat to everyone else' >:( '

Cause both of you and ranmaru are a bit protective over important people , I think y'all's couple vibes are <33

" how do you sew..?"

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doomstypewriter · 4 years ago

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abt the last ask: u dont have to include it ofc (if u write it at all) but i thought id let u know that its based on the mental image i suddenly had of j climbing up to pats window, knocking on the shutters, pat pulling him in by his lapels and immediately kissing him (if you can even call it that with how hard theyre smiling) & then sometime later pat hearing like his dads footsteps coming toward his room as theyre making out so pat scrambles off his bf & shoves him in his closet (the irony)

Anon, finally, here you have it, but with a twist. This got completely out of hand, as per usual when I write anything. Since you were so nice (/li) to send me your request in two parts, I will actually break your prompt into two parts, otherwise, it’s never going to end. I hope you’re pleased by the first part, also, I am answering to this first because it matches the content of the first part.

Thank you so much for your lovely prompt! Hope you enjoy!

If anyone wants to be tagged for this let me know in a comment!

AO3

Chapter 2 >>

We call it an affair because it’s a forbidden romance

Summary: An encounter in the dark. The disdain of society. A forbidden romance. Royalty is involved and a title is at stake. Will an aspiring count, Patton Morandi and his rogue lover Janus overcome the barriers laid in front of them?

(We're in it for the drama)

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“So long away and what I least expect is not you saving my life, but finding myself having missed your nonsense”.

“Is it nonsense when I make you smile like this?”

Word count: 3848

Pairings: Moceit, future Prinxiety.

TW: Homophobia, internalised homophobia, deadnaming a trans person, misogyny, mentions of religion, hopelessness, ideological things you would expect from the period (I'm not sure if there's anything else, but please tell me).

Chapter 1 of 2:

Balcony kiss

How the moonlight shone in its quiet dance with the nightly air. It was a mostly clear summer evening, the second day of the week-long festival. The sounds of music and colourful lights could be heard and seen from the distance, but gradually decreased as a certain thief made its way across the gardens of Villa Morandi. For certain, the head of the family would not be excessively happy about the entire ordeal, but no disgruntlement could come out of those things of which one has no knowledge of, and Janus surely intended to keep his entanglement a secret.

He crossed the bushes and jumped over marble balustrades expertly, careful to avoid the lights of the servant quarters, where their residents were reading themselves for departure.

“Signor Morandi seems to be in good spirits lately, it is fortunate that most of us can leave for the festival”.

Any news about the man was something worth listening to, given his situation, so he decided to stay and see if they mentioned something useful. Also, he, admittedly, enjoyed gossip.

“Loretta! Don’t be such a bragger in front of us!”

“Why? I’d say the only one lamenting not being able to go is you. You should be ashamed for dragging poor Virginia in with you to make yourself sound less self-centred”.

Janus silently nodded.

“That is not true! I am merely trying to make the newcomer feel welcome! And here you are making her feel excluded, who is now in the wrong?”

Weak retort, wannabe-partygoer, he thought.

“Va, va…” the other maid answered dismissively “Quit holding her like that! Don’t you see she’s uncomfortable?! Povera bambina”.

“Come on Virginia, don’t you think it’s a waste for such a wrinkly woman to be let out instead of us?”

“Who are you calling old?!”

“You did, but now that you so kindly brought it up, you are old! Turning wrinklier by the second!”

Alright, at this point, Janus could not help but be rooting for Loretta, going for the old card was the low-hanging fruit.

“I may be your senior, but I promise you that regardless of that nonsense about wrinkles you’re babbling I’m ten times more fair looking!”

“Ah!” she exclaimed with feigned indignation. “Can you believe her? She’s delusional!”

“Well then, the delusional one will not search for a man at the festival, such a pity I will not be introducing anyone to you this week!”

He smiled at the comeback. Way to go, Loretta.

“Loretta! Just because you had the luck to get engaged doesn’t give you the right to rob others of their chances. Don’t be so mean, I’ll apologise if I must”.

“Alright, but never dare call me wrinkly again, for you will owe this old woman when I find you a husband. Virginia, I can help you too if you want it, I know plenty of young lads who would love to…”

“Oh, no, I’m not really interested”.

At this point Janus had quenched his thirst for amusement and begun to lose his interest, having more pressing matters to attend to. But, one new comment made him reconsider the usefulness of his eavesdropping for longer on the ladies’ conversation.

“That’s right, Loretta, don’t you see she’s here on official duty. To suggest for her to slack off with men… ts, ts… “

“Oh, you shut up! Don’t fret, Virginia, dear, I should have remembered you were sent for an urgent matter”.

“True, true! Tell us if you can, is it as they say? Was her ladyship done in by pirates?”

“Elda! Such crude language, you dare call yourself a lady, how can you say something so insensitive?”

“What? You want to know as badly as I do, besides, if it is true, then there is no changing it, and if it’s not then it’s fine, as her ladyship is still alive”.

“I’m so sorry, Virginia, just ignore her”.

“Don’t worry. As far as I’m willing to say, her ladyship still lives but I cannot disclose any further information”.

Oh.

No.

When one spies on others, bad news exists as a possibility, but, usually, in the form of getting caught. This happened to be worse. Being spotted? That he could deal with. Having his heart ripped out after one stellar month? Not so much.

He ran.

Not from his problems. More or less towards them.

The marble balcony seemed as unreachable as ever. A sense of dread loomed over his thoughts, while a mix of feelings, now turned into urgency, settled in his heart.

Raising a hand Janus willed his trustworthy companion to fall from the nightly skies. Meanwhile, he began to climb the walls of the manor. There was an undeserved elegance in his motions, not becoming of such an honourless goal, and, nevertheless, fitting for a thief like him.

The hawk swept inside the room from a window and cast the doors to the balcony open.

Janus promptly grabbed onto the bass of the marble balustrade. One month ago he had received news of something that would simplify his life. He knew he should not care, it was going to end poorly no matter what. But, rereading two months worth of love letters and hoping for an uncertain future, he could not help but feel happy. That made his resolve to return in time for the festival.

From the room came a sound of rushing footsteps.

Three months of yearning to see a face again.

That image made Janus more desperate, and, in his haste, he committed one fatal mistake. His grip on the marble slipped. At a thirty feet height, the ground beckoned him.

But, just when his doom seemed so certain, he was caught by the front of his cape and safely gathered against a pair of lips.

With such smiles stretching their faces, it could barely be called a kiss. But, the intensity of the affections behind it rendered the notion meaningless.

“My love”, Janus muttered as they parted ever so slightly.

“You scared me, silly. I miss you for three months and when you’re returned to me I almost lose you for good”.

“Let’s be happy you were there to catch me”.

“Thank the Lord, and if He wills it, I will always be”.

“I ought to be grateful to you, my dear, not the ones above” he answered while stepping to the safe side of the balcony.

“Well, our poor feathery friend can’t be too happy about that” Patton laughed dismissively, gazing at Janus’ hawk.

“You’re right. I neglect to show my gratitude, perhaps you could give me somewhere to start?”

“Oh, but how can I hand you my room, my sweet, the stones of the house are too heavy!”

“So long away and what I least expect is not you saving my life, but finding myself having missed your nonsense”.

“Is it nonsense when I make you smile like this?”

Janus laughed in delight.

“Let me make you smile in turn, then”, he said, whilst extending his hand.

The touch of Patton’s palm felt like a warm pressure through the barrier of his leather gloves. Perhaps all of his interactions were as imperfect as their naked hands not being able to meet. Janus’ fake gallantry, their hopes, may be short-lived in the face of change. But, for now, he would rather enjoy pretending.

He pulled Patton to the inside of the alcove.

“Are you refined now?” Patton laughed.

“Of course, I have always been. Whatever could lead you to ask such a question? If I were to be a thief, which I am not, I would be the most honourable”.

There was a certain amount of delight to be found in catching his lover in the midst of changing into his night robes, judging by those being laid out onto the bed’s ostentatious covers. Despite such a degree of luxury surrounding Patton, he still refused to task any servant to dress him. What was there not to love about the man?

Patton made a motion as if to hold his hands, only to surprise him by pulling his gloves off. Any other person, and it would have been a display of sensuality, coming from him, it was like movement turned into honey, perhaps a mixture of both. Indeed, there was everything to love about him.

Maybe not all. Janus dreaded to admit how deep in he had allowed himself to be for this man.

A fool for a good man.

His hands felt the light night coldness in their grip on the linen shirt. Janus almost wanted to chastise himself as the thought of kissing away the kiss of the midnight breeze came to mind. He hid in the curve of Patton’s neck, sliding his lips along it, feeling like a coward whispering a lie. Countless lies. Telling himself this was enough, that he could bear the thought of this man taken away from him by a woman, that the thrill in this forbidden form of vice was not his worry taking yet another disguise.

“Oh, you’re a thief alright”.

“Is there something of yours I happen to have taken?” Janus retorted with a vague tone of amusement.

Patton cradled his left cheek in a firm request to see his face. Who was Janus to deny him?

“You know all too well you have”.

Oh.

“Well, that would make two of us”.

Patton’s expression melted into more honey. It always made Janus unsure as to whether he had made a mistake, no matter how unfounded the doubt was.

“Thank you” the words rebounded in proximity against the other’s lips. Janus didn’t know Patton could also be cruel.

“A little sincerity never hurt anyone”.

“You are not anyone” he smiled softly.

“Then make the pain up to me”.

Both their lips made contact like a wax seal on a letter. Janus pushed Patton against a low piece of furniture. From how the other fumbled, he could tell a corner was pressing against him. Despite the sting, Patton still committed himself to their affections. If that wasn’t a metaphor for their relationship Janus didn’t know what it was. Janus knew Patton would disagree, of course.

It seemed that exchanging one piece of furniture for another, the bed, would not be possible. Someone was knocking on the door.

“Janus…” Patton panicked in a hushed voice.

“Not a problem, my dear, this is my speciality” he smiled at him.

Janus�� feet almost flew over the carpet, muffled by the Persian fibres and his expertise on avoiding the parts of the floor that creaked. He turned the key of Patton’s wardrobe without the distinctive noise most people couldn’t avoid. Luckily for them, he wasn’t most people. The door mysteriously closed itself from the inside. Janus could swear to hear Patton draw a breath in wonder as to how he had done it.

“My son, let me in!” a voice came from the corridor.

“On my way, father”.

The mule-like bray of the alcove’s door hinges Janus detested preceded the sound of a set of footsteps he knew and loathed just as well, if not more.

“Were you reading yourself for bed? Ah, do not answer, I can already see your night robes over there. How many times need I tell you, call the servants to dress you, it is unbecoming that you do not. Moreso with the status you are to acquire”.

Janus almost scoffed upon hearing it.

It wasn’t that Janus outright looked down on Signor Morandi. He certainly held an admirable reputation and an even more admirable wealth. He contributed to the church, upheld his honour, was a patron to a few talented artists and did everything expected from someone of his status. By societal definition, he was an outstanding man. But, he could never understand Patton. Yes, Patton’s behaviour in public also stood to scrutiny. He was a young man to be admired, for sure. Yet, it somehow mismatched any other person’s strive for reputability. Patton lacked this performative quality, eagerness, if you will, that he found time and time again in people.

At first, Janus struggled to comprehend it. Everyone had desires outside of the strictly polite, they either pretended they didn’t or tried to hide it, that’s why they paid the church, after all. Janus didn’t believe people made an effort to actively align with the global canon for morality, just to look like it or deceive themselves. This theory on society made it so when he met Patton he simply dismissed him as a try-hard, later to relabel him as self-deceiving. Maybe he was a victim of his own biased cynicism.

As they grew closer, he started to get the whole picture. To his surprise, Patton tried to get his desires to align with what he perceived as morally correct, sometimes failing miserably. Janus’ presence in his room didn’t qualify as a success by society’s criteria... Patton’s effort to be ‘good’ did not come from a place of wishing to be perceived as such. Patton didn’t want to look good, he needed to be good. A good man. The realisation was hard to process but true.

Once he understood that, Janus could not let go. It stands to reason that, if that kind of person were to earn his affection, someone like his father would awaken his spite. Signor Morandi had simply never made an effort to understand his son’s motivations, unlike Janus. If he was a cynic, Patton was a victim to his own good intentions.

“I do not understand”.

“Lady Renata Regio is alive”.

“Oh”.

“Yes, it is most fortunate, you will no longer have to stay inside and miss the festival”.

“Well, father, I am not sure if that is appropriate, her ladyship must be feeling poorly after such a horrid experience. Perhaps it is best if I stay in and promptly send a letter to help soothe her”.

“Patton, it honours you to be willing to put the weak’s suffering before yours, but it is not needed in this case. You do not have to concern yourself with her. I am afraid that she is safe and sound on the account of having planned her own kidnapping. Lady Renata Regio has joined the pirates bringing disgrace upon her family, the wretched woman”.

Yes! Janus thought. Neither the wardrobe nor the entire room could contain his joy at hearing it.

“That is most unfortunate, should I reassure her family that I do not hold any resentment towards them?”

“It would be no good, there is going to be a scandal!” Signor Morandi sounded too happy.

Janus could not help but to smile a little.

“Are we going to pursue any retaliation?” Janus almost saw Patton shudder in the tone he used. “I do not think it necessary, it is a matter of marriage, although important, there are many other options that--”

“Yes, there are many other women to pursue, that is the spirit! In said spirits, I must inform you of the most wonderful news I have just received”.

What?

“Today a trusted servant from the Regio estate arrived at our home”.

“Yes, Virginia Fusco”, of course, Patton knew her name. “I personally received her, she refused to tell me exactly why she was sent here, also insisted to wait to talk to you”.

“Precisely, well, it turns out she is the personal servant of Lady Romina Regio”.

“The eldest of the twin daughters of the Regio?”

“Indeed. Let me be frank with you son, the Regio know they cannot keep the true actions of their lesser daughter hidden forever, a rumour is meant to surface eventually. This is very unfortunate for them, I have heard they were planning to match Lady Romina with a higher member of the nobility. Her sister’s actions have ruined her chances, it is unlikely that whoever was to marry her will accept such a union. My son, you know I always have your best interests in mind, Lady Renata Regio was a fine choice to provide you with connections to nobility. In turn, her family would have got access to our wealth, which, after their losses in the war, they need”.

Oh no.

“This being the circumstances, they have to choose how to align themselves in the future and what would be more advantageous to the family”.

“Shit” Janus said under his breath.

“We are about to reach an agreement for a marriage between Lady Romina Regio and you. I need you to understand that, if you are to accept, you will have to face some troubles, at least initially. The rumours about Lady Renata’s motivations may taint your reputation for a short while and the Regio’s rush to marry off Lady Romina will raise more rumours”.

“What choice would please you the most?”

“Oh, Patton, you idiot”.

“The union could make your child a count, you could potentially obtain a title depending on how we negotiate with the family. It is my wish that you accept this marriage”.

“Will this bring honour to our family?”

“Certainly”.

“Then…” an air of doubt went through Patton’s voice.

Janus was debating whether or not to burst out of the closet, either to tell him to refuse or to scold him for not accepting immediately what was probably the best opportunity of his life.

“Of course I will accept”.

“You make me very happy and proud, my son. I will meet with the servant girl to send her back with a letter requesting to meet with Lord Regio”.

The words were spoken carelessly. Signor Morandi often did that around his son, not knowing how many times he had been overheard by him. He may be a great man by society’s standards, but he could never be a good man.

Janus slumped against the back of the wardrobe, surrounded by pieces of clothing he could never afford. There was a world in which Patton had refused. But Patton hadn’t been left a real choice, so he could find some comfort in knowing this thing between the two had to end due to him being backed into a corner. Better than having Patton’s morals come between them. That, he would never reconcile with.

This was better than before. Being cast away for something as mundane as marriage, no matter the useful connections involved, was one thing, being left for a countess, well, if that’s what it took to refuse him he wouldn’t complain too much.

He would have preferred a marchioness or a duchess.

He would have preferred to be the only thing standing in between Patton and kingship and still win.

He would definitely prefer it if Signor Morandi was to accidentally fall down a flight of stairs on his way to writing his pesky letter.

There was nothing like a fire to persuade someone, even a countess…

But Patton would be upset.

His hawk screeched from the roofs above. Then footsteps rushed to his side, followed by candlelight flooding the inside of the closet.

Patton had no right to look so humble yet so marvellous. Not even the warmth of the flame could rival with that of his gaze. A gaze that was his’, not of any countess. But, still, a gaze that deserved to become a count.

“Janus…”

Honey clogging up his ears, that was the shape of a whisper.

“I suppose”, he shook off the dust of his cape and held his head up with dignity, “this is when we part. I’d love to say it’s a pity, but we saw it coming. Guess it was nice to enjoy it while it lasted. I’m always a letter away, my dear, that countess of yours wouldn’t ever find out”.

This was the bitter taste of selflessness. He never understood how Patton enjoyed it.

Janus turned around, ready to make his merry way out of Villa Morandi or fall off the balcony properly this time. Suddenly, Patton’s armed chained the two of them to their spot in the room. Patton’s chest heaved pitifully in a mockery of a hiccup.

“I’m sorry. What was I supposed to do? There was no other choice. I didn’t wish to upset you. Please--”

“What do you think you’re doing?”

He promptly let him go.

“I…”

Janus turned back to face him.

“You think crying will make this easier? Do you seriously think I enjoy this? I would gladly rob you of everything and have you entirely to myself. It is taking so much self-restraint to not get your father into a tragic accident, my dear. If anything, you’re making it worse by crying. I am doing this for you. Don’t you dare ruin the one honourable thing I will do in my life”.

“How can I pretend to be happy when you’re leaving?”

There were sparks of light encased in his tears. Something about their ironic beauty left him even more heart-broken.

“What am I going to do, then? I can be selfish to an extent, but I cannot take the rest of your life too. You’re being offered a title and a wife, all the things someone at your level could wish for. Don’t be more of an imbecile, keep it. It is already inappropriate for you to be seen with the likes of me, and it’s even worse with me being a man”.

“You’ve never cared about that”.

“But you do! Let resume, dear”, he tried to say in his most condescending voice. It didn’t sound even remotely like it. “You go to church each Sunday, you have five bibles just in this room and the most sincere good-samaritan complex I have ever seen. I know you can’t bear to live in sin”.

“I can’t bear to live without you either!”

Oh, Patton, you fool, silly, ridiculous man…

“What…” he felt as if he was going crazy.

A chuckle escaped through the spaces in between his teeth. Janus looked downwards and whispered.

“What are you saying?”

This self-consciousness, he had never felt anything like it before. Was he blushing?

“I love you… I know it’s wrong, so why doesn’t it feel like it?”

More honey. What a way for his plan to backfire.

“This is ridiculous, you should be concerning yourself with more important--”

Patton placed the back of his hand under his jaw to raise his head with such gentleness... stupid.

“Is it ridiculous when it’s making you cry like this?”

A compassionate man’s tears were not worth his. He had never been as sure as now that this was a mistake. Yet he longed for him more than ever.

“Of course not” he wiped away his tears feigning some kind of dignity.

As quickly as ever, he also pretended to regain his composure.

“Do you have any sort of plan for what you’re going to do next? Under pressure, you’re a terrible improviser, my love”.

“Well...I can’t let you go. I know as much. I should, for my family, father, my honour. But I will not. You’ve shown me that acting selfishly doesn’t make someone evil. I will find a way to fulfil my duty without giving you up, you have my word”.

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BTS Discovering That

You Are Ticklish~

Side note: Contains NSFW'ish themes, and mentions of sex. If this kink isn't your thing than feel free to stop reading. Don't forget, my inbox is open for requests~ and please reblog and give me feedbacks so I can improve myself~ love you💙 -Chu

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Namjoon:

You two were reading your books at your shared bedroom like the nerd couple you were, and you've been reading for almost an hour so namjoon got bored but you were so focused on the chapter you were currently on, you really wanted to know how your book ended and you almost looked like you were in a trans. He stared at you and smiled to himself about how cute you looked. Suddently, he wanted you closer to him so he stood up and laid next to you in the bed, he tried to swoop his arms around your back but you were focused on your story so much that his feather-like fingers catched you off guard and before you even try to supress your giggles building up in your throat, a silly smile was all over your face and your breath hitched without you even realize. You didn't want him to understand that you were ticklish. You tried to hide this information desperately since you started to date. Because you have withnessed him tickling almost all of the members to death a lot before and the idea of him using this playful torture method on you as well, made your blood run cold. Unluckily he noticed the slight change on your mimics, he smirked to himself when he watched your lips shape into a supressed little smile, it was too late for you to hide it from him... He cocked his head to the side and asked mischeviously:

"Sweetheart, is everything okay?"

You tried not to lose your temper about it and answered as cool as possible, you still had a little hope that you could get away from him without being tickled but... You were wrong.

"Yeah joonie, why are you asking?"

You tried to supress your smile by biting on your cheek and you did your best to keep reading that book of yours but your mind couldn't seem to focus on words anymore. You were too nervous and you waited for his next move.

"Oh nothing, you just seemed a little bit giggly all of a sudden"

"I am n-not giggly, w-why would I be giggly namjoon?"

You tried to sound serious but you felt your voice shake and stutter. He chuckled with a deep voice than you felt his index finger, drawing a little, tiny, baby circle on your bare side under the shirt -oh- so slowly, you couldn't help the little giggle out this time. You cursed yourself mentally and blushed for that.

"Oh? What was that? Is somebody.... Hmm how do I say it?... A little... Ticklish?"

This words made you drop the book and look into his mischevious eyes. You could read what was on your mind from his eyes, you understood that this was the end of the road, goodbye world, goodbye friends...

"Namjoon, p-please."

You tried to beg but , he quickly marked the page you were on and turned you around, so you were on your back now. Than he straddled you and pinned your arms above your head pretty quick. He was strong you could feel it from how he grabbed your wrists. He really wanted to tickle you, he was so happy that he discovered that you were actually ticklish. Now it was time for him to have some fun.

"We've been dating for almost two years! How dare you hide something like this from me? Ah I am so disappointed jagi~"

He mocked and spidered his fingers all over your tummy, making you squeak and pour cute giggles out of your mouth. It tickled a lot more than you've expected.

"Nahahahamjohohooniehehahahahaha! Wahahait nohohohahhahaha!!!"

You squirmed from left to right and tried to get away from his evil fingers but, haha! You failed every single time miserably. Namjoon was just hovering above you and smirking to your desperate reactions. It made him feel so powerful to watch you squirm and try to get away. You looked so innocent, and so ticklish~

"You know how much I enjoy tickling baby ! Why did you hide this from me? Well you know what? Actually whatever.... you are going to get what you deserve now as a PUNISHMENT!"

"Well... j-johohonie this is why I tried to hide w-WAIT NO P-PLEASE I BEG YOU!!- "

He than went crasy over your midsection, scratching your underarms, poking your sides and ribs and sometimes kneading the area... having quite fun since your reactions were so amusing to him.

"Tickle tickle tickle, my pretty, helpless, ticklish baby~!"

"JOONIEAHAHAHA! STOHPAHAHAH~ PL-AHAHAHAHAH PLEAH-HAHAHAH!!"

"Stop? But baby we just started~ "

you tried to form sentences and plead but you could barely breathe from how bad it tickled all you could do was stomp your feet wildy on the bed and arch your back. He was cooing at you with a deep voice, his teases were wrecking you alone by itself. You squirming wildly and arching your back only lead you back to the bed and your cute torture continued over 20 minutes, he was mean but playfull at the same time, he leaned down and started to plant butterfly kisses all over your ribs, he also nibbled your ribs.

"Mmm~ you are so delicious. I never knew that ticklish people have tasty ribs~"

He than decided to take things to another level and lean down to blow a deepsarpberry at your belly button, he nuzzled his face there as he did so, letting his hair dance on the sensitive skin back and fourth, his free hand went up to your armpit and gave no mercy, he scribbled away randomly and that was when tears started to roll down your cheeks because of how hard you were laughing and your laughter went silent. He quickly understand you needed air and stopped. Massaged you to get rid of the ghost tickles...

"Well well well... You were ticklish huh? Why have I never noticed that before? Oh and by the way don't think you are in the clear yet honey! I am not anything near done with you yet!!"

He said cockily, smirking at you. You rolled your eyes but than smiled back when he wrapped his arms around you and hugged you this time. You couldn't hate him no matter what. And you two fell asleep in eachother's embrace.

Seokjin:

You were playfully wrestling with him. Actually it was more like you've jumped on his back and started to yell like a madman. He just laughed at how childish you were and spinned you around. You giggled cutely at first because it was one of your favourite activities, being childish with your boyfriend.

"SEHEHEOKJIN PUHUHUT ME DOHOHOWN!"

"NO, YOU STARTED THIS! NOW YOU HAVE TO STAY THERE AND SPIN FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!"

You two yelled back and fourth playfully. But than you started to feel dizzy because he had been spinning you around a little too fast~ you patted his back, signing him to stop. You weren't really feeling good.

"B-BABY I AM G-GOING TO TH-THROW UP STOOPP!!!"

He slowed down and waited for you to calm down on his wide shoulders he was still smiling at you but he was also worried on the inside.

"You alright jagi?"

"Yes , I mean... I guess am much better now... Thank you..."

You jumped down from him and shook your head from side to side.

"Geez... That was seriously so crasy~"

He smiled to you and tried to pick you up once again in his arms but he tried to lift you up from your armpits. It tickled a little and you jumped away from him. Your reaction suprized him very much but soon that suprized expression turned into a little smirk and you could see his hands shaping into little, teasy claws. To be honest, you didn't need to be told twice and started to run as fast as you can. Anywhere away from him. He started to run after you. So the chase started... You both ran around the house untill you two were out of breath. You legs couldn't carry you anymore so you collapsed on the floor. Jin had a little more stamina, he approached you slowly, he was also tired but that didn't stop him from achieveing his goal; "tickling you"! He giggled at you on the floor and started to drag you to the nearby couch, pulling you from your ankles. You and him were still panting so you didn't fight but.... You didn't want to be tickled as well. You panicked. Your flustered face made him smirk and chuckle at you, who's on the floor.

"Wh-where are you dragging me? L-let me go, please!"

You tried to grab the furniture on your way but your hands slipped due to the tiredness. And jin didn't say a word he just dragged you on the floor and finally he sat on a couch, your back was still on the floor than he took your feet in his lap and locked them between his thigs, his feet were on your tummy, slightly pushing to keep your back on the ground.

"Y-you don't have to do this Seokjinie~ Please let me goho!"

You pleaded with puppy eyes, you were so ticklish and the anticipation made it even worse.

"No no no jagi, I ran all around the house. Just to tickle you ! And I am not going to let you go unless I am satisfied !"

He talked to you and smirked calmy, you made eye contact and shook your head as "no" but he wiggled his fingers right above your feet. Than without a warning , he lightly scribbled on one of your feet to seek reaction, you curled your toes and laughed loud, you didn't expect to laugh this much from such light tickling. You closed your mouth with both hands and this made him smirk even wider. Oh boi... You were dead now...

"NOHOHO J-Jinie pleahahahse dohohon't"

You squirmed but no avail, his slender fingers had already started their assault on you vunerable and ticklish area tickling up and down, he show you no mercy, scribbling your both feet at a goddamn speed and using his manicured nails as well, you'd swear you were losing your mind little by little by every second. Nothing was working, curling your toes, kicking your feet. Squirming your soles away from him, his fingers followed them no matter what you do.

"NOHOHOAHAHAHAHA PLEAHAHAHASE NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE PLEAHAHA!"

"Yes there! It makes you laugh so much... Hmm, you know what?... Wait... What if I-..."

"NOHOHAHAHAHAHA GOHOHOHOD STAHAHAHAP STAHAHAHA-!"

You went hysterics because he decided to attack your poor toes and under them by pulling them back with his only one damn hand, thanks to it's size he firmly kept them in place and made you cry out with pure ticklish agony. Your laughter became bubbly and you were hiccuping while you laugh and he was enjoying his torture so much as you could tell from his laughter and the silly smile stuck on his face. He let you go but not before he made sure that you couldn't take even a single stroke anymore. He even used his toes to tickle your tummy and it provided him a good reaction out of you, you howled with laughter..

It all was a little too much, but you both seem to enjoy it even if it was mean.

"M-meheheanie~"

You pouted. You were still giggling due to the ghost tickles on your feet.

"Ah, sorry jagi... You were so cute, I got carried away haha~"

He decided to pick you up and place you on his lap, turned the tv on to watch a movie togeather after your tickle marathon, he caressed and played with your hair untill you were quick asleep on his lap. He smiled softly at you and kissed your forhead. Blushed a little as you giggled in your sleep...

Yoongi:

You both were so tired after a long week of work and finally you had some free time to be lazy on the shared bed of yours togeather, it was almost noon but you two didn't seem to get out of the bed yet. You loved sleeping and so did yoongi but you two needed to get up somehow, yoongi was the first one who opened his eyes and turned around to see your sleepy face, he giggled to himself and shook you to wake you up.

"Baby, it's almost noon, we're missing the day come on. We need to wake up"

He shaked you sleepily but you groaned and turned around, your butt was facing him now. That made yoongi a little annoyed but you were too cute so he giggled at your half sleepy half angry state.

"Come on Y/N-ah! You can't sleep for eternity!"

He didn't know what he was about to withness when he poked your back but his pouty face turned into a deadly smirk when you giggled a little in your sleep.

"Oh, so we are ticklish huh? I see... I think I know how do I wake you up now..."

He talked to himself before pushing you on the bed and sitting on your butt, than he pinned your arms under his legs, he wiggled his fingers and cracked his knuckles loudly when he finished rolling your shirt up to expose your back, his soft fingertips wasted no time with gently tickling your shoulderblades, he traced the word "Ticklish" over and over to the both sides, earning sleepy chuckles from you. That made him smile as a start. He was really gentle with tickles and they were comforting at the same time for now but things were about to go south for you....

"You are so sensitive baby girl, how the hell I didn't notice this before?"

He said with his deep, sleepy voice.

He kept tickling gently down your spine, his soft hands made you feel like there were more than just his hands tickling you. You started to squirm and wake up little by little and you realized that he was on top of you and you had no way out. You cursed yourself for not waking up in the first place and your laughter started to get louder and more shrill as he made his was down to your lower back

"AHAHAHAHISH! YOHOHONGIHIHIHI STOHOHOP! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHERE!"

you squirmed and screamed as you feel his nails teasing your sides from the back but not touching your lower back yet. He noticed that you get more ticklish on the way down your spine and he wanted to save the best for the last. So he just teased your sides and ribs , going up and down and keeping you on your toes but not killing you... At least yet...

"Hmm so, you get more ticklish all the way down here."

He gently trailed his finger down your spine and pulling right before it touches the lower back, earning a loud, flustered squeal from you. The fact that he was able to read your body language like a book made you gulp and get more flustered if that is even possible.

"That is really fun actually you know? You can't even get out, all you can do is flailing like a fish out of water~ I guess I am going to use this weakness of yours in the future a lot~"

He smirked and than stopped teasing, there was a quick silence than he scrathed and spidered his fingers all across your lower back this time, pretty determined to make you cry and scream with laughter. You stomped your feet and tried to stop him with pleads and apologies but nothing seemed to be working.

"YOHOHOHONGIEHAHAHA- STAHAHAHAP PLEAHAHAHA I AHAHAM I-AHAHAHA SOHOHORRY!! SOHOHOHORRY! PLEAHAHAHASE~ NAHAAHAHA!!!"

You laughed hystericly and your head kept shaking from side to side and you couldn't even control your laughter anymore, he sneaked his fingers to your sides and armpits from the back and chuckled darkly as you tried to escape him non-stop... He could torture you without effort, it was fun... really fun. He was sure for one thing now, you were awake. He went on and on with his sweet torture for some time which felt like thousand years to you, he wanted to finish this tickle session strong so he bent down and blew raspberries on your back and his hands squeezed your sides and ribs, letting your hands go but you were laughing way too intense to move even a single finger as he did so, you were out of breath and crying with laughter once he was done with you. He gave you some time to breathe properly again than jumped out of the bed and also picked you up.

" That was fun, but now let's have a shover together kitten~"

An exhausted smile appeared on your lips and you wrapped your arms around his neck, unable to stop blushing while he carried you to the bathroom.

Hoseok:

He decided to take you out on one of your usual date nights, those nights where you watch a movie togeather and maybe go to a luxury restaurant. He loved spoiling you and showing you affection by those simple nights and you loved it too.

Now you two were out of the cinema, his arms wrapped around your waist, you two were giggling and hugging occasionally like cheesy teenage couples. People passing by laughed and smiled at you two, you were looking so happy yet so silly. You than headed to the restaurant, it was kind of a ritual. You've always went to the same restaurant and sat down at the same place, this time was no different.

"Hey jagi, come here sit please~"

He said in a low tone while pulling your chair back for you to sit, you sat down still giggling at him and he happily pushed the chair back to it's place. He was so funny and he always found a way to make you smile and laugh, he was really a sunshine. Finally he sat down across you and you ordered your dishes. He held your hand and smiled to himself , thinking that he loved every single bit of you and he couldn't wait to find out more about you and get to know you more. He didn't know that he was going to discover something that was going to cheer you up both it the future and he could use as a weapon against you. So the food came and you started eating. You chatted as you ate but than he unconsciously touched your thigs under the table. You bit your lip and tried not to giggle but unluckily he noticed the slight change of your behaviour, he cocked his head to the side and sneakily squeezed your thigh, you squeaked and jumped in your seat than covered your mouth with both hands and he chuckled, feeling powerful over you. And a little mischevious.

"Tsk tsk tsk jagi... You are squeaking like a toy! How emberassing! Ah~ we don't want the other customers to hear you squeaking and giggling do we? Sshhh jagi you must keep quiet!"

"H-hohohobihihihi hahaha ! Nohohahhaha! Pleahahase, I cahahant!! STAHAHAHhahahaha"

He wishpered a tease and kept spidering his fingers up and down your thigs, making you unble to control your laughter and squirm in your seat cutely. He continued and stopped after the other customers really started to watch you this time. He winked at you and turned all of his attention to his food. He was really happy that you were ticklish, he would never ever stop tickling you, he thought to himself.

"So you are extremely ticklish hm? That information is going to come handy in future. And what I mean by future is...."

He looked at his watch and hummed.

"Probably 2 hours later~ I would prepare myself if I were you beautiful~"

He was talking in a low, teasing tone that made shivers go down your spine. You rolled your eyes and tried not to lose your temper about it but even swallowing your food was too hard for you now. But than finally the atmosphere soon warmed and you talked about your day again, it made you forget what happened five minutes ago but he was planning what he was going to do to you when you arrive home in his head. He just made you forget by talking, he was planning to catch you off guard. Soon you two finished eating and you thanked him for the meal. He held your hand like the gentleman he is and you two togeather walked to his car and he drove you two home. You entered the house and once you put down your stuff and hanged your coat you felt a couple of hands resting on your shoulders and a warm breath right next to your ear, he growled.

"I guess, I have an unfinished business with you young lady hm~?"

You gulped and turned around. You stared into his eyes with a tint of pink across your cheeks.

"H-hoseok please n-not that anything but that!"

He chuckled at you.

"...."

"....."

Than after a couple seconds of staring you started to run around the house like a madman, you never ran faster before. He was chasing you but actually he was letting you go on purpose, he wanted you to be exhausted so you couldn't fight back when his hands were finally on you.

He cornered you in your bedroom after a long chase and you were just pleading non-stop to be set free, he approached you with claw hands closer and closer, you were alredy giggling before he even touched you.

"Hohohobihihihi plehahahase!"

He shook his head from side to side

"There is no escape from me and my evil , tickling fingers I want you squirming and laughing under me RAWR!"

he jumped on you and tackled you to the bed, he immediately began squeezing your thigs and you squealed as a start than dissolved into ticklish laughter, you were so tired but still were squirming madly, you seriously hated being this ticklish. It could get you weak in seconds.

"Aww what's wrong jagi? Are you too ticklish to take it? You can't handle it? Adorable!"

He was also laughing at you as he tickled, you tried to grab his hands but he was much stronger and you just decided to hit him with everything you can, tears started to form in the corner of your eyes and he noticed that, he pulled your hands down and pinned them under him and smirked at you

"Ah and you are hitting your boyfriend now! How rude!"

He said and now he focused on your hips and thigs at the same time. He tickled your inner thigs , he squeezed them and went up to your hips again, brushing his fingertips lighlty to make you cry and howl with laughter , this went on and on and by the end of the night, you were panting like a dog with the most red cheeks on the entire planet. He smiled and let your hands go , than hovered above you again.

"I don't know about you jagi but you look even more beautiful when you are tickled and exhausted, I need to do this more often~"

He wishpered and chuckled, than kissed you. He kissed you slowly and passionately. No need to say that you guys ended it steamy that night.

Jimin:

Jimin and you were cooking in the kitchen, the room was filled with the smell of delicious food, you had some ramen with some steak and it was a hard work to cook all of those togeather, you were running around the kitchen and trying to be all quick, jimin was also having trouble not burning the steak and preparing vegeatbles at the same time. But you guys were having fun and you enjoyed doing something togeather once a while.

"Baby! Pass the salt! Jiminie!!"

You yelled and he nodded passing you the salt without even looking at you. You took the salt and sprinked it on top of some egg. Another side dish that you've wanted to eat along with the ramen.

"Y/N , baby I need the salt now, pass it quick!"

He reached out and made grabby hands but.. he reched for your side and squeezed it gently as an accident instead of reaching for your hand and you jumped to the other side and fell on the floor, his action caught you off guard.

"H-hehey! Th-that's not salt!"

You whined and couldn't help the tiny giggles escaping your mouth before you could even close it. He stopped for a second, your cute giggles were amusing to him. He smirked and giggled to himself that he found out one of your weaknesses and this one was a huge weakness of yours he could tell~ he chuckled but didn't stop looking at the steak he was cooking.

"What was that jagi? Did I just hear you... Laugh? "

He suddently changed his voice into a deeper one and almost purred as he spoke and teased. You blushed madly and didn't say a word, you were focused on the ramen and the other side dishes but you were dying inside, you tried so hard not to giggle when he was tracing your back and tummy when you were watching movies togeather or you bit your lip every time he caressed your side in public and you pushed his hands away slowly, not to arouse suspicion when he was massaging your thigs in a ticklish way . But now your ultimate weakness was exposed and you felt your hearbeat racing, and you'd swear he could feel it too.

"What's wrong jagi? Did cat get your tongue? Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"

You stuttered and tried to talk back for the first time.

"I a-am tring to make this r-ramen more delicious b-baby I am busy. Sorry I didn't h-hear what you said c-can you repeat it?"

You mumbled but the food was ready, he knew it, you knew it... You didn't have any excuses left to escape. He smirked and turned the oven off and turned his attention to you and your deadly ticklish body, his new discovery made him lick his lips in hunger. Just the thought of the laughter and the giggles he will earn from you with the simplest , feathery touch of his fingers.... Ahh man, he was dying just to pin you down and wreck you as he pleases. And so... He took teasing steps towards you, turned you around and pushed your back on the kitchen counter, of course there were no food behind you, and pinned your arms over your head.

"I believe that my ears heard a little laughter as you "passed" me the salt am I right Y/N?"

He giggled and used his free hand to turn your chin towards himself.

"N-no jimin w-wait , what are you doing?"

"One simple question jagi... Are you... Ticklish?"

He teasingly walked two fingers from your hips to your sides and all the way up to your armpits. His eyes were sparkling with excitement as your tiny body squirmed and ticklish laughter poured out helplessly, you had no choice but laugh for him, you were trapped!

"N-Nhahahaha I ahaham nohot! Y-you are wa-wahahahasting your time"

You tried to lie but obviously he wasn't buying it.

"Tsk tsk tsk... What a bad liar! How dare you lie to me! I have to punish you and teach you a lesson about lieing to your boyfriend now~"

He darkly chuckled and you felt his fingers getting under your shirt and slowly stroking your navel and sides.

"wh-WHAHAHAT AHAHAhahabohout ThehehHEHE FOHOHOOD?!"

"I guess... It can wait a little as we have some fun..."

With that being said he went full on spidering, poking and prodding your tummy, slowly moving up to your ribs and armpits and searching for weakspots but luckily, your sensitive body never failed to amaze him, you were cackling wherever and whenever he touched, you were so so sensitive and it was so much fun to torture you... At least to him.

"Aish, what a ticklish baby under me! Too bad that you have no strenght to escape or stop me right? You just can lay there and laugh! That's really adorable! Tickle tickle, laugh and suffer my sensitive pray!"

He teased so mean and lowered his head, suddently there were raspberries placed strongly on your belly and bellybutton as his free hand scratched your hollows, switching from side to side mercilessly

"Actually this would be a good way to make you laugh when you are grupmy~ what do you think Y/N hm~?"

He was teasing meanly knowing that you were too weak to answer and you focused on laughing, he was half smiling half smirking at you, your reactions and your suffering body were priceless. He stopped right before you were about to pass out from his skilled fingers, he than picked you up and took you to the couch to snuggle, he just hugged you tight and your tired body happily accepted it, you feel your eyes closing up.

"J-jimin, food..."

You mumbled sleepily and he kissed your forehead and patted your hair.

"It can wait jagi, you need a good rest. I almost tickled you to death and I am so sorry my love"

He wishpered and giggled quietly than rubbed your back to help you sleep a little, he waited and also took a quick nap himself as you slept and you two ate the things you cooked after you woke up, but since than it was a must for you to be tickled every day even just for two seconds.

Taehyung:

It all started when jungkook took Taehyung's soda and drank it all himself. Taehyung got mad at him and pinned him down with a rush and started to tickle him out of his mind, everbody knew that jungkook was incredibly sensitive so it wasn't hard for Taehyung to make him go hysterics. He was so mean and he teased the poor maknae mercilessly, making him regret laying his hands on Taehyung's soda in the first place.

"WAHAHAHAHAHA HYUHUHUHUNGIHIHIE! SAHAHHAAHARRY I AHAHAHAM SOHAHAHAHARRY PWEAHAHASE!"

"Is our maknae too ticklish to take it? Aww too bad! What a better way to teach you not drink my drinks again~ Tickle tickle tickle poor kookie, there is no escape for you!"

Jungkook squirmed under Taehyung and howled with shrill laughter, the scene was so cute for everyone. Everyone was smiling from ear to ear, except one person... Except you... You were flustered beyong belief, the maknae's suffering and his useless attempts of escaping the evil , slender fingers made you blush and feel sorry for him. Seeing him being ticklish like this also made you feel ticklish in a way that you don't know. You had to bite your lips to suppress ticklish giggles that your butterflies caused in your tummy, you were hugging yourself and watching jungkook with a flustered expression and your boyfriend was having too much fun making the younger male suffer under his skilled hands, being the oldest among 3 siblings, Taehyung was highly experienced about tickling and he mastered the art of tickling anyone to death. Bangtan knew it and they always avoided getting in tickle fights with him. They all were at least once being tickled by his cruel fingers and you could tell from their faces that they all know very well how much it tickles the maknae as they coo at him, some of the members ,such as hoseok and jimin, had a sour expession , they felt pity for jungkook. The rest were enjoying themselves so much, they were smiling and giggling ear to ear and some of the members helped taehyung tease jungkook further. Almost everyone seemed to be having fun, but you and your butterflies and your flushed cheeks were stopping you from enjoying the scene, you couldn't help yourself imagining how bad those slender fingers would feel on your body, you were sentive, maybe a bit too sensitive for this. Soon you needed some fresh air to calm yourself down and you quietly sneaked into the bathroom. You washed your face and stared at yourself in the mirror for some time, than you started to mumble about the things that just happened.

"Did h-he really have to tickle him in front of everyone? Oh my GOD, he gave him no mercy!! What if he finds out that I am ticklish as well? NOO I am taking this secret to my grave! AHHH WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? WHY AM I EVEN BLUSHING?"

you were lost in your thoughts but you didn't know something, Taehyung had been watching your every single reaction before you left, he tortured the maknae so long on purpose. He noticed that something was wrong with you when he heard a tiny squeak, he raised his head up and saw you hugging yourself and blushing. He avoided eye contact but kept torturing the maknae, watching you from the corner of his eye. He smirked to himself and watched you crumble into flustered pieces whenever he made him laugh with ticklish agony, you were so much fun to play with. He continued untill you got out of the room, and he stopped as well when you went to the bathroom. Poor jungkook was about to pass out from laughing so hard without breathing properly.

"N-nohoho mohohore! I cahahan't tahahake it anymohore!Ahh I can feel my abs appearing now"

"Let this be a lesson kookie, Don't mess with your hyung's soda or else you know what's coming for you! And by the way you already have abs. You don't need me tickling you to death."

He scribbled his fingers quickly on his abs again and giggled at the maknae as he curled into a ball, cackling once again

"MeheheHEHEan!"

Tae stood up and told the other members that he had to use the bathroom, he wanted to torture another pray. A pray that was too innocent for their good. He chuckled quietly and licked his lips, his hands were so itchy, he wanted to tickle you and see for himself how ticklish you were. So he quietly climbed up the stairs and found which bathroom you were in. He first listened from outside and your words caused a cruel smirk appear on his face

"What if he finds out that I am ticklish as well?..."

BINGO! Now nobody could save you from the upcoming torture. He giggled quietly and walked behind you calmly, caressing your hair and speaking in a low tone. You were more than suprized when he walked in from the door out of nowhere. Your heartbeat raised once again.

"T-t-taehyung!? I thought y-you were with the bo-boys!"

"I was baby but... I got concerned when you walked out with a blushing face, you seemed so nervous what happened love?"

You could sense the mischievousness in his voice and you completely understood what he aimed when you made eye-contact with him from the mirror. This made you gulp and him chuckle.

"N-nothing w-why? I-I am absolutely f-fine"

You stuttered amd answered but the devilish grin on his face and the blush on your face was making everything harder for you to hide your fear. The nervous atmosphere heated up even more all of a sudden as he pinned your body between his body and the bathroom wall, you squeaked and looked him in the eyes, almost pleading for him to let go.

"Oh~ what a cute squeak! Just like I heard when I was tickling kookie~"

He smirked and stroked your neck gently while you were still pinned between him and wall, you couldn't help but scrunch your neck to the side and puff your cheeks out cutely to prevent giggling his smirk grew wider.

"I bet you are soo ticklish, actually too ticklish for your own good. Am I wrong love?"

He chuckled

"Let's give it a try and find it out shall we?"

And before you could even protest you were being lifted up on his lap and forced you to wrap your legs around his waist

"Wait Tae, where are we go- Mhmm~!!"

Before you could even protest Taehyung crushed his lips on yours and started to kiss you, he muffled your voice and distracted you at the same time, your mind went more and more jelly with each kiss, soon you found yourself in a bedroom and thrown on the bed as he locked the door behind you two and smirked. You backed away in the bed, feeling ticklish alredy.

"D-don't you d-dare K-kim T-taehyung!"

"I don't dare what love~?"

"Y-you know what it is!"

"Hmm do I? I don't know baby you need to be more specific, what do you exacty don't want me to do?"

He approached you slowly and you backed away in the bed untill your back hit the head of the bed, you gulped.

"D-don't you d-dare tickling me! B-back off! "

He chuckled and searched for the drawers than he pulled out a cuff and spinned it with his one hand

"I don't know baby, well you never told me you were ticklish! In fact you always said no when I asked you so, I believe you deserve this treatment anyway, don't worry it's not gonna hurt~"

He jumped on you and cuffed your hands to the bedpost before you could even blink your eye. The only thing you know was that you were cuffed to the head of the bed and now your back was on the matress now. He sat on your thigs and cracked his knuckles, than lightly trailed his fingertips up and down your sides, you started to giggle and squirm.

"B-bahahaby n-nohoHOHOHOHO! DOHOHhohohon't doho this toho mehe!"

"Shhh, lay there and laugh for me baby, nothing can save you from this right now, be a good pray and laugh. Than maybe I will show mercy but for now..."

He digged in your ribs, poked and clawed everywhere, he didn't even miss the gaps in between your bones, your nerves were alight with ticklish sensations, your laughter got super loud in a second and you were screaming and squirming under his tall body and cruel fingers, just like jungkook did minutes ago

"NOHOHOHO AHAHAHA! YAHAHAHA IHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHEHEHES! PLEAHAHAHASE!"

"You look so helpless and that's adorable, I can't believe you've hid something like this from me for this long! Laugh for me! Laugh more! I will tickle all of your sensitive spots!"

He teased and tickled non-stop, making you snort cutely and stomp your feet on the bed, he was having too much fun to stop at the moment. It had been only 5 minutes but it felt like hours to you. Soon he moved down to claw at your tummy and sides, he was so gentle yet it was so so so cruel, it was actually way too much for an overly sensitive body like yours. He leaned down soon and started to kiss and nibble your tummy and sides, his hand travelling yo your armpits and scratching gently.

"NAHAHAHA TAHAHAE I CAHAHAHNT NOHOHO MOHOHORE STAHAHAP! STAHAHAHAHA-NAHAHA!"

you screamed but he didn't stop, he only slowed down and got faster again when he though you could breathe properly again. Your torture went like this on and on... Needless to say that he left no spots untouched. You wanted to get your hands down and to stop him but it was impossible thanks to the cuffs that he used. You just laid there and took it untill you started to laugh shrill and tears rushed down your face. Taehyung was nibbling and kissing your neck as his hands fluttered around your sides and inner thighs when your laughter turned to silent. He took this as a sign to stop and cuffed you immediately, he giggled.

"You are really fun to tickle you know?"

He snuggled by your side, you were just too tired to talk back so you happily accepted his embrace and hugged back, you two fell asleep on the bed in the room that you were locked in.

Jungkook:

Jungkook and you decided to clean his attic on a saturday evening, you grabbed everything you needed and went up to the attic, it was dusty and made you both sneeze and cough a coupe times when you first entered there. Jungkook finally found the window and opened it so there was finally oxygen in the dark attic.

"You alright baby? You look like you've swallowed all the dust in the room"

"No kookie I am fine *cough* B-but it's really dusty here we gotta be quick and clean it all up"

He giggled and patted your hair, he nodded and handed you the bucket full of water so you two started cleaning, you spent hours there. Finding his old memories, dusting them off. Playing with his old toys, comparing his childhood photos with himself now. You had so much fun and also you swalloved lots and lots of dust. But you didn't care because it was a great opportunity to spend time with your boyfrined and get to know eachother more as you smiled at the memories togeather and thanked for everything that happened back then so you were finally here now. You just kept on doing the cleaning; dusting, wiping the floors etc. and soon you've noticed some christmas decorations at the corner, his mother must have been keeping them there for the next christmas. You got interested in them and started off with dusting the artificial christmas three. It blew out a huge wave of dust and caused you two to cough your lungs out as soon as you touched it. You waited for the dust to fly out from the window and you also wanted to check the other decorations out, but as you were walking towards them your feet tangled to something and you fell down on the floor and rolled around yourself with the little momentum, you tried to wiggle but you soon realized that you were almost wrapped in a mummy by the Christmas lights surrounding you. You tried to squirm but no avail, you were tied down so damn securely with just a few rolls on the floor. You had no other chance but to call for help.

"Kook! B-baby help I am stuck I can't move!"

You yelled and soon a sweaty and dusty jungkook appeared from the other side of the room.

"Yeah baby what do you wa-"

He stood there and widened his eyes, than he fell on the floor and laughed uncontrollably, he thought your clumsiness was way too funny he laughed and laughed on the floor untill his abs hurt and there were tears in his eyes. He wiped them off and panted.

"How did you even managed to wrap yourself up like that oh my god what am I going to do with you jagi?"

He smiled but you were pouting

"N-not funny jungkook let me out please, I can't even move a single finger!"

You squirmed like a worm again to show him how much you're stuck and this made him laugh at you again but than he stopped and crouched down right next to you.

"Let's see if I can get you out from this trouble..."

He focused on the wires, he sticked his finger between your tummy and the wire and wiggled it slightly, this caused you to snort a little and puff your cheeks, it tickled. Luckily he didn't notice it. He continued sticking his fingers at a random place on your body and pulling the wire to himself, he was searching for a weak spot to untie you. Your hands were tied above your head and your armpits were exposed, soon he finally sticked his fingers carefully between your armpit and the wire and wiggled it there but you couldn't seem to hold it in anymore, you started to giggle and squirm. It really tickled this time.

"B-bahahaby! N-nohohot thehehehere!"

Jungkook cocked his head to the side, raised his eyebrow and smirked. He never knew you were ticklish.

"Oh don't tell me that you're ticklish..."

You gulped and gave him puppy eyes, you had nowhere to run and you could do nothing to stop him. You were tied way too tight for that. You started to plead.

"Please jungkook no! I can't even move. Get me out here please!! Don't do that I beg you!"

This plead caused him to chuckle and he stickled his both fingers under the wires at both of your armpits, this time he wasn't wiggling them to get you out, this time he was stroking your armpits softly and tickling there, he was so gentle with your hollows, it felt like thousant feathers were gliding up and down. He stroked, tapped and poked the skin while watching you squirm helplessly. Needles to say that you were a flustered little puddle on the floor, trying to move away or do anything to stop him but... It was useless. You laughed really loud and blushed, being helpless and tied like that made you more sensitive and shy. You begged in between your fits of laughter.

"BAHAHABY N-NOHOHOHO! L-LIHIHISTEN TOHO MEHEHEHE! STOHOP ! STAHAHAHAP!"

he was giggling at you and showing his famous bunny smile. Your laughter was like music to his ears, he really loved tickling you and it looked like this was the first one of many many tickle sessions that you two will have in the future.

"Aww you really are so ticklish! Look ! You are flailing like a fish out of water! Tickle tickle~ coochie coochie coo~!!"

He cooed with a gentle voice but soon he got bored tickling your armpits, he sneaked his fingers in your ribs and poked you there rapidly he than poked there with one hand and kneaded your ribs with the other.

"Which one tickles more jagi hmm? Do you like the pokes or the kneading better, I guess kneading makes you laugh louder, I will tickle every inch of your body~ you can't move can you? Aww~ you are all at my mercy!"

He smirked and moved down to your tummy, your shirt was riddled up a little bit, giving him opportunities to blow deadly ticklish rapberries from the gaps and nibbling there with his lips. He pretended like he was eating you and his hands poked your ribs and neck, adding more tickles to the sweet torture of yours. He smirked into your tummy and didn't speak, he never thought tickling you like this would be so much fun.

"YAHAHAHAHAAA KOOKIEHEHEHE NOHOHO PLEHAHAHAASE I WOHOULD DOHO ANYTHING AAHAHAHA JUHUST STAHAHAP IHIT ! MEHEHEHERCY!"

You squirmed side to side and soon he stopped but the evil wheels in his head won't stop turning.

"I haven't tried all of your spots yet! There is one more that I want to tickle"

He grabbed your shoes and pulled them off and sat on the floor right front of them making you gulp and try to kick but you looked like a mermaid on earth.

"J-jungkook no! Don't you dare!"

"What? I am not doing anything!"

He made eye contact with you and drew his index finger all the way up from your heels, made you squeak and flinch. He giggled at that and cracked his knuckles and his neck. You got more flustered. He wiggled his finglers threateningly and landed them on your socked feet, scratching randomly on your immoblie feet. You started to howl with laughter and roll side to side. This made him chuckle darkly and coo at you.

"AHAHAHAHA YOHOHOU JEHEHEHERK! STAHAHAHA-"

"Oh calling me a jerk! How dare you!"

He pulled your socks out and smirked.

"Oh look my paint brushes from my art class!"

You gulped

"I- k-kookie, my beautiful baby. Pl-please... We can talk about it... You d-don't have to d-do this... L-let me out please I can't take it anymore"

You begged but he shook his head side to side as no.

"Oh you just called me a jerk and now you want to be released? Not a chance in hell jagi~ oh and look! What a beautiful canvas!"

He grabbed two paintbrushes and glided them up and down your soles, you swear you were losing your mind with each bristle hitting your sensitive skin. They went up , down and side to side. Keeping you on your toes constantly, at this point you were too weak, even to beg and you could just lay there and take it. You tried to beg but your sentences were being interrupted by your own fits of laughter every single time. And than little tickle monster jungkook focused under your toes and your arches, made you cry with laughter and go silent this time. He stopped finally, right when you were about to pass out. He finally found the weak part of the wires and untied you, than cuddled you close in his lap, kissed your cheeks lovingly.

"I never thought that tickling could be this fun. Your laughter is my favorite symphony~"

He wishpered and let you take a quick nap on his lap, with a pink blush on your cheeks. He caressed your hair and held you tight.

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sweetwritertanya · 5 years ago

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Pet Names

Summary: You are way too shy and stutter too much when embarrassed to ask Taehyung to call you some loving pet names. You confide this on your friends, not aware of how your boyfriend would find out about it and totally be into it.

Warnings: SMUT. Mixed with fluff, because pet names screams fluff to me. But there is a lot of smut on this story, so be aware of: erotic body touching; fingering; dirty talk (kind of, not too much); safe sex (I know, it’s a rarity. Always be safe!); pet names (obviously).

Requested: YES! A sweet anon requested this, so I hope you’ll like it! Not sure this was what you had in mind, I truly hope it suffices. Thank you for the request!

Word Count: 3421

You were texting your friends as you waited for your boyfriend to get home. They were trying to convince you to talk to him today about something you were definitely too embarrassed to bring up. In fact, the only reason your friends even knew about this problem you had was because you always felt a lot more comfortable speaking to them via text, rather than in person. It always amazed you that they told you with such ease all the dirty details of their relationships, when you would blush and stutter a storm if asked about. In a text, however, no one could see your burning cheeks and you voice didn’t waver if you only had to write.

Good friends as they were, they kept assuring you it was a normal request to have of your boyfriend, and that you were making a big deal out of nothing. The thing was, being as shy as you were, what other people may consider normal in a relationship always kind of made you embarrassed. Especially when a girl like you, voluptuous as you were, was dating such an attractive man like Taehyung.

It was like, every time you stared for too long into those big dark eyes, your mind just turned to mush and you felt yourself grow warmer under your skin. Inevitably, you would shy away and be unable to speak your mind clearly.

The rustling of keys from the door outside brought you out of your thoughts. You had given Taehyung a set of keys to your house a few months ago. He had late hours on the studio, and you wanted him to be able to come over even if it was late at night, if only to cuddle and wake up with him next to you.

“Y/N, I’m home!” he exclaims as he gets in, a big smile on his handsome face.

He was obviously very happy today, stretching his arms out his sides, in an invitation for you to hug him before he even got out of the entrance. Chuckling at his eagerness, you ran up to him and wrapped your arms across his slender waist, his arms pulling you by your shoulders closer to his chest. He kissed the top of your head before he spoke again.

“Gonna take a quick shower and be right with you, okay?” His arms are still around your shoulders, with no real intention of letting go, but he leans his head back to look down at you.

“Okay. Hungry?” you ask him, raising your head just enough to look at him through your eyelashes.

“Humm… Could do with some cookies” he nods.

“I’ll warm up some hot chocolate and biscuits, then” you offer, smiling warmly back at him.

His hands leave your back to rest on either side of your chubby cheeks, his head leveling with you so he can stare lovingly into your eyes. Much to no one’s surprise, you are blushing. Really, you’ve been together with him for long enough to not react so strongly anymore, but still, here you were. But damn it, he had fairy like features that just felt dreamy to you. Almost too good to be true.

“You’re amazing, Y/N. Thank you.”

He pecks on your lips softly before letting go and heading for the shower. You smile and try to convince yourself that this was fine. You didn’t need silly pet names, if Taehyung liked calling you by your name, so be it. Bringing up a conversation about it was completely out of question if even just talking about hot chocolate and biscuits made you blush.

Taking your time, you prepared the milk and searched for the cookies you knew he liked. You always brought quite a few of them, just so he always has them here if he craves it. Taking a plate out, you even start placing them in a nice spiral, making it look pretty. While taking out two mugs, you hear Taehyung come down the hallway again.

“Your phone keeps buzzing. Want me to get it for you?” he asks, a towel on his hands drying up his hair. You must have taken longer than you thought, if he had finished his shower already.

“If you could bring it to me, yes, thanks” you answer, as you put the warm chocolate in the mugs.

You expect him to come around the corner with your phone in a few seconds, but he doesn’t. You pick up a tray and place the mugs alongside the plate with the cookies on it, making your way to the living room where you knew he was.

“Here you go, Tae” you present as you place the tray on the small table behind the couch. He is standing on the other side of the sofa, your phone in his hands, as he looks up at you with a bemused expression you’ve never seen before.

“You want me to call you pet names?” he asks, in his deep voice that makes your knees shake.

Gasping, you feel the skin on your face warm up once again. If from embarrassment or anger, you’re not quite sure yet.

“Y-You went through my phone?” Your voice sounded more accusatory than you meant it.

“No, but the messages kept showing up from your friends and I could read enough to get the point. See? I haven’t unlocked it or anything” he gives you your phone from across the couch and you take it with shaky hands, cursing at your friends in your mind. “Why didn’t you talk with me about it?”

Much to your panic, he is coming around the couch in your direction, a curious and smug look on his face. Your eyes immediately fall to the ground, too embarrassed to look at him straight.

“I-It’s nothing. J-Just forget a-about it.” You hate how you keep stammering whenever overwhelmed with emotions.

But Taehyung isn’t having it, coming into your personal space and big hands pulling you close by your plushy sides, his hands clasping together on your lower back. You are basically pressed against his chest and he curves his back so he can kiss your burning cheek.

“Remember how I kept calling you ‘baby’ and ‘honey’ when we first started dating?” he asks in a whisper against your ear, voice so low you have to close your eyes and avoid shivering.

“Y-Yeah…” you murmur back.

“You would always look away and get so fidgety, I assumed you didn’t like it” he explains, his forehead pressing against yours and forcing you to look a bit up at him, instead of at your shaking hands on the middle of his chest.

“Q-Quite the op-opposite” you confessed finally. “I-I liked it t-too much.”

“Well then…” his voice turns suggestive and you dare a quick glance into his face. He is smirking and wiggling his strong eyebrows when your eyes met his. “No need to bite my tongue anymore.”

With that he launched forwards, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss, hands pulling your back closer as your bodies collided. Thin soft lips are moving and pressing against yours, nibbling for a moment before his tongue darted out. It almost made you weak, the first touch of his tongue against your lips.

Opening up your mouth in invitation, he takes no time exploring your warmth, swirling around you, grazing your teeth and even flicking to the roof of your mouth, knowing fully well that the depth of such a kiss made you completely flustered and breathless, brain almost shutting down at such ministrations.

One of his hands move to the back of your neck as the other pulls you by your plushy side as he walks backwards, dragging you with him. He keeps kissing your lips but more lightly now, retracting his mouth ever so often to look at you.

“My darling, my love, my cherub… I’m going to call you all the things I wanted to all those times I stopped myself, dear. You’re probably gonna get sick of it” he told you between pecks, still walking backwards in front of you, pulling you with him down the hallway.

“T-Tae…” you could only whisper back his name, your mind too foggy with the fervent kisses and the ever so wanted loving names he addressed you with for you to remember anything else.

“God, you look so pretty when you blush like that, love. C’mon, let me see how far down that color goes.”

Opening the door to your room, he crashes your mouths back together without even bothering to close the door as he starts to undress you. While his lips keep you distracted, his skillful hands start unbuttoning your shirt, something you only realize when his fingers brush your naked skin as he removes the clothing article from your shoulders, pulling it off of you.

“Hum… all the way down to my darling’s chest… You are so cute, my love” he says with a kind smile, eyes staring at your almost naked top, the only thing left was your bra.

“T-Tae, you d-don’t have t-too…” you start expressing, hands coming up to start covering yourself as you usually did out of instinct, not completely comfortable with your plump body being seen so closely by him just yet.

However, Taehyung doesn’t let you cover yourself as he grabs your wrists, a serious look on his eyes as he looks at you.

“Y/N, darling, we’ve been over this. Don’t hide from me. I love your body, every single part of it, even all the things you think are imperfections, I just adore them.”

As if to prove a point, he starts kissing down your neck as his hands start dancing across the skin of your curvaceous body, squeezing and palming every of your rolls and bumps of flesh. Pleasurable sighs are escaping you and Taehyung’s lips start nibbling and sucking down your shoulders, to the valley between your breasts. His fingers work the clasp behind your back slowly, as he seems satisfied for the mean time to taste only the skin available to him. But once the hooks are undone, his long fingers slowly pull down the straps from your shoulders, eyes focused on the pads sliding down your chest.

Licking his lips at the sight, something you always found extremely sexy from him, he lets the bra fall to the ground and, with the upmost care, places you down on the bed behind you.

Removing his own shirt before kneeling between your legs, he is now hunched over your plushy body, mouth finding one of your erect nipples and playing with it until you are squirming and panting beneath him. His hands, be it a conscious or unconscious act, are skimming up and down your body, toying with your other breast for a while and then kneading at your love handles and your protruding stomach.

Frustrated moans escape you when the heat between your legs becomes so demanding that takes over any other priority on your mind. Your hands are either clawing at his shoulders and forearms or scratching down his bare back, hoping that the shivers and groans that he emits means he will speed things up.

He lets go of your nipple with a pop only to start kissing down your stomach, hands already pulling on your pants. He pats the side of your hip as an indication for you to lift them up, so he can remove the bottom half of your clothes. Left only in your panties, Taehyung starts giving attention to your thick thighs and squeezable bump that he likes so much. He kisses the stretch marks on the sides of your hips lovingly, knowing how much they bothered you.

“My beautiful Y/N… Tell me, what would you like me to call you the most?” he asks as he keeps kissing up your inner thigh, as if you had any way of responding when he was so excruciatingly close to your pooling center.

Teasing you with no mercy, he brushes his nose against your aching slit, only to actually dare to move up your body, fingers digging at the flesh of your hips instead of where you needed him. He is still kneeling in between your legs, so you can’t even close them to get some friction for yourself, so you huff frustrated in his direction and he chuckles.

“I asked you a question, dear” he states, all too well collected for your liking. He moves to kiss softly your pouting lips, thumbs rubbing circles on your skin. He doesn’t kiss for long, moving to peck at your neck and whispering against your earlobe.

“Tae…!” you whine.

“What do you want me to call you?” he persists. With the intent of enticing you, one of his hands starts kneading your inner thigh, making you shiver. You force yourself to think clearly for a moment, to try and come up with an answer.

“L-love…! I l-like it when you c-call me love” you confess. You feel him smirking against your neck, hand still too close and too far of where it needed to be.

“Anything else?” he continues.

“J-Just b-baby or… or d-darling is f-fine!” you manage to choke out, your hands trying to pull him closer in hopes he finally gives you some relief.

“Good choices, baby” he whispers hotly to your flushed skin.

At last, his hand slips down the hem of your panties and finally finds your silk warmth. You gasp at the sensation of his fingers brushing up and down your slit, becoming coated in your overloading fluids. When he finds your throbbing clit, running circles around it before pressing down just hard enough, you moan loudly and arch your back against his chest, grasping at his arms so he doesn’t dare to move away, not this time.

No such intention was running through his mind, as his hand moves down and those deliciously long fingers sink in your entrance with ease, two of them filling you up in the most pleasurable of ways. You are screaming in delight when he kisses you, his tongue moving against yours as his fingers continue to slip in and out of you in a steady and fast pace. When he moves his hand so that the palm is rubbing at your bundle of nerves at the same time as his fingers curl inside of you and reach the perfect spot, your gasp and your voice fails to let out a scream, as your legs wrap around his kneeling legs, your back arches to the most it could, your muscles all tense up only to give out right after in the most pleasurable of releases.

“That’s it, darling. Cum for me, love. I love it when you cum just from my fingers” he murmurs seductively into your ears, licking your earlobe as he helps you ride down your orgasm.

When you can think clearly again and regain control over your body, you look up at him and take his face in between your hands, being your turn to kiss him passionately and delivering all the love you had for that man into the kiss. He hums pleasurably against your lips, arms wrapping around you in a warm hug.

You feel the erection rubbing at your upper thigh, still constricted by the trousers he was wearing, and your hands lower enough so that you can unbutton and open the zipper. He growls loudly into the kiss when your fingers brush him accidentally as you do so, one hand coming up to your cheek and angling your head for him to deepen the kiss. With his trousers now at his knees, he proceeds to pull them down with his available hand and kick them off the rest of the way, his hips coming to rest on top of yours as he lowers himself against you.

He still had his boxer briefs and you still had your panties, but he parts from your kiss only long enough to get rid of both. Even in the state you were in, you still blushed at the sight of him, so big and throbbing hard for you, a coil starting to form just at the thought of having him inside.

“Can I, my love?” he asks in the deepest voice you heard from him, both of his arms on either side of your head lifting him up as he aligned your hips together.

You knew he was asking not only permission to enter, but also if it was safe for you to do so. He knew you were on the pill, but sometimes you still forgot to take it so you both had to be cautious. Thanking your past self for being so careful the last few weeks, you smile coyly at him and nod your head in affirmation. He smiled brightly too, always enjoying the feeling of not having any barrier between the two of you when you made love.

He enters slowly, filling you up to the bream when he’s all the way in, stretching your still sensitive walls in the most enjoyable way. He pecks at your chubby cheeks and swollen lips as he lets you adjust for a second. When your hands rub his forearms, he knows he can start moving.

Slow, deep strokes start igniting a fire inside you, just enough for guttural moans to escape you but still maintaining enough awareness for you to hear the sweet things Taehyung whispered in your hear with each movement of his hips.

“Y/N, baby, so soft… You are always so soft and wet for me, darling. And so impossibly warm, ah!… Love, the things you do to me! Love you so much, love you so much…!”

As the thrusts get quicker and harder, his sentences become short until he is basically just shouting out his love for you, calling you all the names you wanted to hear him call you with each stroke of his length against you. If you weren’t still so sensitive from your last orgasm, maybe you would have listened more closely, but right now you had a tight knot on your stomach about to give in each time he hit a spongy spot inside of you, each time his hands gripped your flesh tighter, each time his hot breath hit your prickled skin.

When the pace became uncontrollably fast, his mouth sucking at the hallow of your neck, you finally felt yourself give in, your inner fluids splashing into him as you walls clenched around his member. You were holding on to his shoulders as you moaned in the highest pitched, legs wrapping around his slender waist as tightly as possible before giving out completely.

You heard him groan out your name followed by sweet pet names as he thrusted just two more times into you before reaching his end as well, the warmth of his liquids mixing inside you with your own as his strengths failed him and he fell on top of you, crushing you to the mattress. Your hands slid across his soft bare back as he tried to catch his breath, much like you too.

“Love, don’t ever hide something like that again. I’ve been holding back for far too long” he murmured as he moved to your side, one hand on your waist pulling you to face him as well.

“Sorry… I didn’t know how to bring it up” you confess, biting your lip as you hid your face on his chest.

“However makes you feel more comfortable. Even through text, if you prefer” he allows.

“Really?” you look up at him and he kisses the tip of your nose.

“Yeah, baby. And the dirty texting would be a plus in my book.”

You chuckle at the silly perverted face he makes and he smiles lovingly down at you, one hand moving a few hairs out of your forehead so he could kiss it.

“Stay here, I’ll call you in a second, darling” he says as he gets out of the bed and moves as if to go outside of the room.

You smile at the pet name you longed so much for, but frown at the missed warmth of his body against yours.

“Where are you going?” You ask him, confused.

“Getting a bath ready for my cherub, of course. First I’ll clean you up and then we can go and eat” he yells from down the hallway.

You smile and nuzzle happily against your pillow, feeling incredibly lucky and loved.

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littlemisssquiggles · 4 years ago

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(1) i understand how the other feel about ozpins lies but I don't thi k how they act with Oscar is awful ,I hope he snaps at them ,and stands up for ozpin an himself

(2) I was hoping that oscar would some how thanks to ozpins memories ,would bring the people in the city of mantel together to fight the grim some how get them all to atlus,

(3) I was hoping that oscar would get a episode to him self were maybe a few days go by and he on his own but v8 going to b 2 episodes even if he did get time to him self for an episode or 2 I feel like I would get to see him do as much as I'm hoping 4

(4) like ur self I'd like to see ruby reaction to him maybe being maybe gone,I'd like to see Oscar feeling on losing the lamp an letting ruby down

(5) I think oscar should get gravity dust or wind to help him keep up with the others

(6) I now we're going to see Oscar with y,j, and r but i want him to be with Weiss and Blake

Uhm…since I already gave my answers to Points 2, 3, 5 and 6 in other RWBY response posts, I’m just gonna only answer Points 1 and 4 for this one to avoid having to repeat myself XD

“…I understand how the others feel about Ozpin’s lies but I don’t think how they act with Oscar is awful. I hope he snaps at them and stands up for Ozpin and himself…”

Assuming that you meant that you think the way how the group treated Oscar back in Argus was bad and you’re hoping for him to go off on them, I don’t blame you for feeling that way anon-chan. Not to sound overdramatic or anything like that but V6CH9 is still considered my most despised episode of that season and RWBY in general and I’ll even toss in V6CH8 as well since I didn’t and still don’t like how the show basically had everyone stand idly by and allowed Jaune to walk across the room and slam Oscar into the wall.

And what was even worse is that no one dared to pull Jaune off of Oscar as he practically shook the kid while screaming accusations in his face for actions that weren’t even his. And the real kicker to me is that even when I rewatch that scene it just feels so out of character for the others to just let that happen. They all literally just stood there as Jaune wrongfully manhandled Oscar.

Sure we had Weiss attempt to stop Jaune but outside of that and Ruby barking at Jaune to back off of Oscar, nothing else was done. No one thought to step in front of Oscar and come between him and Jaune before the Arc boy could lay a finger on Oscar.

And what sucks even more is that even after watching what Jaune did to Oscar, NO ONE thought to check in on him and see if he was alright after such an ordeal. Instead Ren and Nora leave to comfort Jaune---Oscar’s accoster mind you----while the others divided to do other things. And yet one of them wasn’t making sure that Oscar was fine emotionally. Yet they all act surprise when they find him gone from the house?

Which makes the fact that all he did was leave to go shopping so utterly bad that it’s not even funny. I know it’s a meme in the Pinehead community (along with Oscar’s missing character development and the fact that he’s practically the pet gold fish of the hero team that they keep neglecting and losing each season yet he always comes back and still loves those silly bastards anyways) but I honestly hate that that’s canon. Anyways, I’m not here to rant about V6CH9. In respect to Oscar telling off the others for the way they treated him and Oz back in V6, I think it could be mighty swell for that to happen.

As a Pinehead, I am genuinely tired of this weird approach that the show has of having Oscar be perfectly complacent with everything that’s happened to him---even when he’s downright being practically abused to some degree. It’s not fun to watch as a fan of his character. Oscar has been through a lot since his introduction and outside of the dojo moment from V5 where he confessed his fears to Ruby, we haven’t really gotten any more moments of Oscar coming clean about his true feelings over his current experiences.

And NO I am not counting his speech in V6CH9 where the showrunners deadass had the audacity to have Oscar say to the hero group that he’s been contemplating about all that happened between him, Oz and the whole reveal of Ozma and the events of the Lost Fable despite never showing the audience scenes where we can see Oscar doing just that.

It is insulting at this point how poorly the CRWBY Writers have handled Oscar’s treatment in the show. While V7 was definitely an improvement (albeit except for that one episode where Double D Rivas downright forgot Oscar in the episode while all his so-called teammates and friends were up in Amity celebrating), it still doesn’t quite make up for the mistakes of V6 nor does it erase my disappointment for that volume in terms of how they handled Oscar’s side of the story.

All the more reason to hope for better things to be done for Oscar in V8. Like you, I would like to see Oscar speak up against the team and their past actions (especially with the mistakes they made with Ironwood and still have yet to take responsibility for), not necessarily in defence of himself since Oscar has been shown to be a selfless individual---always placing others before himself---but more so for Oz.

I want Oscar to be the one to mend the tethered bond within his team between the others and the other half of himself. After all, while two differing souls, Oz is still a part of Oscar especially once the Merge occurs. They may not be the same person but they are a part of each other and will come together to complete one another. Or at least complete Oscar since according to V5, Oz is the one meant to change with the Merge. Not Oscar. I mean Oscar will technically change but I’d still like to strongly believe that his soul will become the dominating personality and persona as Oz’s fades more into the background as it combines with his.

And while the other heroes may like and trust Oscar, they can’t favour only half of him. This is especially the case since Oscar and Oz are expected to become one entity at some point. So I’m hoping that before that happens, Oscar uses this time to get everyone back on the same page---burying the hatchet after all that transpired between the last two volumes and thus starting things anew with everyone having a clean slate.

This needs to be done in order for the heroes to move forward and work together since uniting against the common foe will be what helps not just them but all of humanity and Remnant. At least that’s what I assume. While I don’t necessarily need Oscar to go off on the other heroes, I would like it if it he did call them out for their past mistakes with Ironwood---mistakes that he unfortunately partook in encouraging---as well as their treatment of Oz, finally helping them to see the bigger picture and what’s more at stake. I’m honestly tired of the story having our heroes pin all the blame on Ozpin while making it appear as if RWBY were in the right despite doing the exact same thing that got Oz in trouble with them.

So for what it’s worth, I hope that’s addressed in the series and I hope it lends to Oscar aiding to patch things between the team and Oz especially now that he’s returned. The group and Oz need to reconcile and I’d like to believe that Oscar is the key to helping with that.

“…Like yourself, I’d like to see Ruby’s reaction to him maybe being gone. I’d like to see Oscar’s feelings on losing the lamp and letting Ruby down…”

Ooooh I’d love it if V8 kicks off with Ruby learning that Ironwood had ‘killed’ Oscar. That’s a scene I am literally praying would happen when the group split up and RWBN_P head up to Atlas or Amity Arena to confront Ironwood. I want Ironwood to just blurt it out like it meant nothing to him that he shot and killed a child---I want to see Ironwood basically treat Oscar as nothing more than another face for Oz---not even his own person despite promising him in the second episode of V7 that so long as Oscar was in Atlas, he would be safe.

And most of all, I want to see the reactions of everyone---Ruby and Nora especially---when Ironwood says with the straightest and most cold-hearted of expressions that he killed Oscar. If we don’t get a scene like that then not gonna lie anon-chan, I will be beyond disappointed. Because what’s the point of having Ironwood shoot Oscar to his death if it wasn’t going to be brought up at some point, ey?

Give me that angsty scene where either Ruby or Nora---most likely Nora--- get super pissed at the reveal of Oscar’s alleged death, thus sparking her to attack Ironwood and thus, a fight breaks out between RWBN_P and the Ace Ops, talks of negotiation completely out the window since Ironwood killing one of their own (Oscar) practically meant war.

I also wonder if Qrow being framed for killing Clover might also come up as well. Like imagine a scene where one of the Ace Ops accuses our heroes of treason after letting them know that Qrow was charged for Clover’s murder, much to RWBN_P’s surprise only for Ironwood to indifferently say something to the extent of the group being even in some way---Qrow allegedly killed one of his own (meaning Clover) while Ironwood killed one of theirs (meaning Oscar) and that’s how it’s revealed. Or something to that level. Who knows? All in all, I want that scene to happen and I really, really, REALLY want it to see Ruby’s response to Oscar’s alleged murder since she’s someone whose always protected him since the start. It’ll be even worse if she learns that her actions resulted in Ironwood killing Oscar for that added double whammy. That could be great storytelling and character-building-wise! Buuuuut we’ll see for next season.

As for Oscar being saddened over losing the lamp and letting Ruby down---well technically we kind of got a scene like that already last volume anon-chan. It was during the moment in the finale episode after JNPR 2.0 had managed to evade capture and were hiding away in the training room. While taking a breather, Oscar apologized for losing the lamp leading to Jaune trying to reassure him only for Ren to ruin the moment by bringing up the fact that the villains now have possession of the Lamp of Knowledge while the Staff of Creation was still in Ironwood’s grasps.

In that scene, the camera made sure to focus on Oscar’s troubled expression as Ren went on his tangent. As a matter of fact, it was Ren going off that made Oscar run off to go confront Ironwood in the first place as his way of trying to fix everything on his own.

I’m not sure if we’ll get to see Oscar apologizing to Ruby personally for losing the lamp after she entrusted him. However I think it could be a potentially cute Rosegarden moment if the first thing Oscar does when reuniting with the others is apologize to Ruby specifically for losing the lamp only for Ruby to disregard his apology completely and straight up just embrace Oscar on the spot; more relieved to discover that he was alive to even care about the relic. That’s something I’d like to see done for V8 but who knows?

~LittleMissSquiggles (2020)

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yikestripes · 5 years ago

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A/N: Here you go anon!!! I hope you enjoy!!!!

Pairing: Bill x Reader

Request: May I request a fic with Bill Denbrough x reader that has Bill saving the reader from her worst fear that Pennywise is putting her through? (which can be something related to bullying or some sort of phobia). And I do think it’s more fitting as adults considering what happened in the second movie, but it’s also fine if they’re written younger—

(Y/D/J) = Your dream job

You swallowed hard, pulling up outside of the Chinese restaurant Mike had picked. You weren’t particularly prepared for the potential horrors waiting for you inside; you felt anxious as hell, being reunited with the people you’d called friends your entire childhood with barely any recollection of their names or virtually anything about them. As a matter of fact, you hardly remembered anything Mike had brought up during your brief phone call the night before about your childhood. You never had any reason to bring it up in conversation, or think about it for any other reason, so why would you remember? But then again, how could you forget? Isn’t that someone everyone does, forget? Especially when they grow up and move away? Apparently not.

You shook away the negative thoughts that swirled around your aching brain, and got out of your car as another car pulled into the parking lot. You paid no mind to the other car, too distracted by the restaurant looming overhead and what awaited you inside, when someone calling you from behind brought you back.

“(Y/N)?” You turned at the sound of your name being called by a distinctly deep, male voice, and were met with a man around your age squinting at you behind his glasses, seemingly confused. You stared for a second before it clicked; Richie “Trashmouth” Tozier stood before you, hands tucked sheepishly into his leather jacket, with his hair wild from running his fingers through it moments before.

“Oh my GOD! Richie!” You felt yourself running at him and attack him in a hug. He didn’t move at first, still slightly taken aback by having seen someone he hadn’t seen in 27 years look so painfully familiar but like a beautiful stranger. He moved to hug back but you’d already stepped back to get a better look at him.

“You look great, Trashmouth! What the hell!” You laughed and Richie’s awkwardness eased up as he smiled a bit.

“Look at you, you look gorgeous! What the fuck happened to me?” He glanced at his reflection in the glass of the window and shook his head a bit.

“Oh stop. When did you get in?” You asked, stuffing your own hands in your pockets, quickly becoming re-acquainted with the chilly air of Maine.

“Last night. You?”

“Earlier this afternoon. Have… have you seen anyone yet?”

“Nope. You?”

“Not yet. Wanna go in?”

“Not at all.”

“Alright, let’s do this.” You took your hands out of your pocket with a deep breath to calm your racing heart, and ripped the door open as Richie followed behind you.

The restaurant seemed nice and was brightly lit, which helped to relax you a little bit.

That might make it easier to recognize everyone.

The hostess led you and Rich to a private room aside from the main dining room, where 3 grown men near the fish tank, becoming readjusted to each other once again.

“Wow, take a look at these guys!” The shorter man in the red jacket said, attempting to relieve some of the tangible awkwardness.

You pressed your lips together as you made eye contact with the taller man, who seemed to be familiar in a different way than the others. His muscles contracted as he crossed his arms over his chest, his silver watch winking at you in the light. His blue eyes were bright, and full of hazy memory.

“Look at her TREMBLE girls! She’ll be a laughing stock by the end of the day!” Gretta Keene was cackling as you shook like a teapot, your back so far against the lockers that the locks were pressing into your back. You had no idea why Gretta was so terrifying, but she just was. There were no limits with her torment, and that certainly didn’t exclude you. She’d thrown wet trash on you, poured paint in your backpack in art class, and hid your clothes after gym class. She made you miserable at any opportunity, purely because she knew it bothered you; plus you were an easy target, you had no one to protect you. She had all the power. Especially since she found your sketchbook, filled with embarrassing drawings of one Bill Denbrough.

“Oh s-shut up, G-gretta.” The all-too-familiar lanky boy stepped out from behind Gretta, meekly followed by a few other boys you’d recognized from your classes through the years, who were always with Bill. Gretta whipped her ponytail around to look at who’d interrupted her fun, allowing you to sneak a bit closer to the boys.

“Aw would you look who it is, Stuttering Bill Denbrough! Coming to protect your little girlfriend, huh?” Bill’s blue eyes hardened, ignoring Gretta’s comment.

“Just leave her alone, she never did anything to you.” Bill crossed his arms over his chest.

“Oh yeah? Or what?”

“O-or I'll r-r-remind the w-wh-whole school a-about how R-Ri-Richie p-p-pulled up your skirt d-during the cl-class play i-in 4th grade.” Bill smirked as Gretta’s face turned a shade of pink.

Richie snickered as he adjusted his glasses, clearly still amused by the memory. Eddie glared at him and Richie shrugged.

“You win this round, Denbrough,” Gretta glared at him, clearly trying but failing to intimidate him. “Next time, Stuttering Bill won’t be around to save your ass, you little slut.” Gretta lunged at you and you slammed back into the lockers, trying to hide your wince after hitting a lock particularly hard.

She sashayed away as you recovered, rubbing the lower part of your back.

“Thank you.” You whispered to Bill, casting your eyes down. You were extremely shy, especially after Gretta’s torment had begun. You looked back up and Bill smiled kindly at you, extending his hand to help you up.

“I-I’m Bill D-D-Denbrough,” You shook his hand with a shy grin. “I-I know w-we’ve had c-cl-classes together f-for a few y-y-years, b-but I d-don’t thi-think we’ve e-ever spoken.”

“I’m (Y/N).” Bill nodded.

“I’m Richie!”

“Edward Kaspbrak, but you can call me Eddie.” “Call him Eddie Spaghetti, he LOVES that!”

“I told you to stop calling me that!”

“Alright Eds, have it your way.”

“I hate Eds too! It’s Eddie!”

“Calm yourself, Eduardo.”

“RICHIE!” Richie snickered again as Eddie crossed his arms, huffing in frustration.

“I”m Stanley, Stanley Uris.”

“Oh, yes! We have math together.” You smiled at the curly-haired boy. He sat behind you at math, always answering the teacher’s questions.

“Bill?” You whispered, frowning slightly. Bill broke out into a grin and approached you slowly, memories streaming back.

“(Y/N).” He said almost breathlessly, pulling you into a tight hug. Your knees almost buckled beneath you at his familiar scent and feeling of him holding you so close and so tight.

“I can’t believe it’s been so long, I just, I can’t believe it…” You trailed off, an eruption of memories causing your previous headache to return. You grimaced slightly, and shook it away, not allowing something so silly to ruin your evening.

“I know. It’s been what, 18 years? 17? Right after college, I believe, is when we last saw each other.” Bill took a step back, suddenly feeling like he was back in high school with the way his emotions were running so rampant.

“Something like that. How have you been?? What’s been going on? What do you do?” You became readjusted quickly, the other Loser’s looking on with a familiar feeling, as if they’d seen the same sort of interactions between the two of you. As a matter of fact, they had. When you were all much, much younger, and a lot more unable to speak your feelings.

You and Bill caught up very quickly as you awaited the other’s arrivals, one by one. You learned he followed his heart and became a writer, and you’d actually read a few of his books! Contrary to popular belief, you thought his endings were not that bad. He’d been married for a few years, but it never quite worked out, so they ended up divorcing on civil terms. He found out you hadn’t married; never quite finding the right person. Little did you know, the right one had been only a few hours away, subconsciously writing your personality into book characters. You’d become (Y/D/J), traveling the world like you’d always wanted to, and settling down in a place that was the complete opposite of Derry. Not that you’d remembered what it was like in Derry, but once you returned, you shuddered at how much the place had affected you.

You left the Chinese restaurant feeling a heavy weight on your shoulders, weighing down on you like never before. Between finding out about why Stanley hadn’t been at dinner, the fortune cookie massacre, and your feelings for Bill all coming rushing back at once, there was almost nothing keeping you from leaving. Almost.

“I-I’m gonna go w-w-with Mikey to the library, you o-okay to get back by yourself?” Bill asked, mentally cursing for allowing his stutter to rear its head.

“Yeah, I’ll be okay. I’m probably gonna go to bed and mull things over.” You rubbed your hand up and down his arm, watching as he untensed a little bit. Your touch was always enough to relax Bill, especially back in the days after the first battle.

You slept over his house pretty often, sneaking in and out of his window on the days you were afraid his parents would think you were spending too much time there. Half the time when you would wake up in the middle of the night by yourself, usually after a Gretta or Pennywise induced nightmare, and sneak over to Bill’s and climb into bed with him; your safe space. He would crack an eye open, smile, and open his arms to you. You climbed in and wiggled up next to him as he held you close, a smile gracing both of your faces.

“I’ll see you back there, then.” He smiled at you and his hand lingered on your shoulder for just a moment, before joining Mike in his car. You made it back to the motel without incident, and fell into a dreamless sleep.

The following morning, you woke up and found yourself shivering for the first time in years; and you knew it wasn’t because of any sort of draft. Along with the horrid memories that poisoned your childhood, the ones that remained untouched by the horrors you experienced also recurred. It was almost as if you were reverting to the person you were while living in Derry, complete with your need for Bill Denbrough to protect you.

“It’s only going to work if we split up,” Mike said, glancing at each Loser.

“No way, statistically speaking we’re much better off if we remain together as a group!” Eddie said, nervousness lacing his already edgy voice.

“W-we can’t. You w-won’t b-be able to find y-your tokens, it’s a sort o-of… personal journey. E-each of us h-has to par-partake.” Bill said, clapping a hand on Mike’s shoulder.

You shrugged and started climbing the ladder, squinting in the filtered light of the Barrens as you walked forward, feeling propelled by some unknown force. Just as Mike had advised, you all split up. You’d crossed paths with Bill a bit later in the day, who looked extraordinarily pale. Assuming he’d already grabbed his token by the look on his face, you just pulled him into a hug.

You pulled away with a smile, quickly realizing your mistake. A mangled sort of Gretta Bowie stood in front of you, hair matted and her typical blue eyeshadow was replaced by something red and gooey, assumably blood.

“Did you miss me, freak?” A voice that was only partially human seemed to be coming from Gretta, even though her mouth didn’t move.

You stood in frozen horror, mouth agape.

“I missed you, I thought you’d never come back to talk with me.” The creature that resembled your former tormenter remarked. “No one ever wants to talk with me.” The creature flipped its matted hair. “Look at you TREMBLE! The whole school is gonna know about your pathetic little crush on Bill Denbrough, the boy with the stutter. You know he never loved you, right? He thought you were a freak, like the rest of us. Just a quiet, little freak. He only pretended to like you, because he’s such a nice guy. Look at you now! All grown up and the same little crush on Big stuttering Bill Denbrough!” Gretta cackled in the most sickeningly familiar way, and you dropped to your knees in tears.

It’s not real.

It’s real.

You felt like you were going to throw up, all the anxiety and shame rushing back at you all at once.

Bill had crossed the street near his old neighborhood, still slightly unnerved by his encounter with Pennywise. Subconsciously, he had been hoping to run into you on the hunt for your token, looking for some sort of excuse to see you. He hated the idea of the whole group splitting up, despite the visions Mike had forced him to see the previous night. He knew it was the only way but the reality of the situation sat heavy like a rock in his stomach; he couldn’t stand the idea of losing another loved one to the goddamn clown that had been terrorizing him since he was just 13 years old.

An ear piercing scream rang out suddenly, breaking Bill from his thoughts. A very familiar scream.

“(Y/N)!” Bill whipped around wildly, looking for some sort of direction to go in. Another scream rang out and he followed the sound to Jackson Street, where he found you on your hands and knees, screaming unintelligible words. It was almost as if you were screaming at someone, not just something.

“(Y/N)!” He yelled again. You hadn’t heard him, and just kept on screaming your head off. Suddenly you stopped, and curled up in a ball, sobbing uncontrollably. You were clutching something to your chest that Bill couldn’t quite see as he tried to ease you into sitting up.

“H-hey, it’s okay. It’s me.” You looked up at him, your face completely tear stained with mascara running down your cheeks. Bill’s heart clenched a little bit.

“What h-h-happened?” You jumped into his arms, and began sobbing all over again. “Shhh, it’s o-over now. T-the clown c-c-can’t hurt you any-anymore.” He whispered into your hair, trying to get you to relax a little bit. Your heavy breathing eased as your breaths became more even, and you sat back on your heels.

“It was Gretta.” You said, your throat feeling raw from screaming. “She was telling me all these horrible things, and I-I just lost it.” You hugged the book tight to your chest.

“Well,” Bill’s eyes darted from the book to you. “At least you got your artifact.” He smiled his same old smile, making you feel a little bit warm inside. That smile could make anything seem a little bit brighter.

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