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aayakashii · 4 months ago

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my pictures of you

Warnings: Yandere!Sagara Haru x reader; SFW; unhealthy obsession

Haru was, once again, in debt. Precisely, ¥625000 in debt, due to his latest and most important acquisition so far: A Canon EOS R5, with 45 megapixels and 8K resolution at 30p – the best professional camera in the market that would allow him to take the prettiest, clearest and most detailed pictures ever.

Now he could finally post only the best photos on instagram, advertising the Jabberwock safari, and even enter photo contests that could get him back all the money he spent over his months as Captain, in the off chance he actually won them.

But most importantly, now he could finally take proper pictures of you.

The GPS he had snuck into your phone case beeps, alerting him of your location and Haru smiles gleefully. Perfect timing – he had just finished feeding all the animals and now all that was left was cleaning the dorm, but that could wait a little bit. Now he needs his daily dose of you, even if only for a few moments.

Haru cannot properly pinpoint when this little habit of his started. One day he saw you playing with Peekaboo and sneakily snapped a photo on his phone. He couldn't help it, it all just looked so pretty, so lovely! Seeing you with his baby just warmed his heart and he needed a way to make that moment last forever.

Everything went downhill from then on.

Haru knows this isn't exactly the most normal of activities – he's pretty sure Ren would tell him time and time again that that's harassment. But, another part of him keeps on being louder and louder, so he asks himself: how can that be? He just wants to be able to capture all of your moments and have them with him forever.

Haru craves your every smile, every tear, every brow furrowed. He needs to have them all, to collect them like precious little stones.

He's not truly doing anything wrong, he's not hurting you – he would never hurt you! He just loves to see all your moments and wants to keep them all safe and locked beside his bedside table.

With a skip on his step, Haru enters his room and opens the table's drawer to get his newest trusted partner.

Carefully picking up the camera, he eyes the thick envelope in which he keeps all of his most beloved treasures and smiles again, satisfied to see that it is untouched.

His collection of photos of you fills the envelope to the brim, and it is actually surprising how it hasn't torn apart yet.

Every photo, a different moment he secretly captured, each one with some new little detail about you he's all too ready to treasure.

He has pictures of you smiling bright and wide, a blinding light in the middle of the grim campus in which you all reside. But despite how lovely you look, these are the pictures he avoids looking at the most. Because someone else will always be in the frame of the photos, someone else will always be the target for your smiles. Haru feels his stomach churn as jealousy washes over his body.

Oh, what would he do in order to be the only one who sees you smile like that every single day… if he wasn't so busy, if he hadn't so many responsibilities, would you choose him?

No one else but him truly sees you, no one deserves your pretty smiles as much as he does, so, in a perfect world, would you smile like that for him and him alone?

In some pictures, however, you look like the weight of the world is on your shoulder and Haru knows; it might as well be. Through the lens of the camera, he sees the dark circles under your eyes, your tiredness, your concerns. He has seen you in person on the campus during these moments, and it always pains him to see you like this.

If he could, he would rid you of all your burdens in the blink of an eye. There is nothing Haru wants more than to protect you – from your curse and from all the dangers of the world (and from other ghouls). He has to keep you safe, right there, in his arms, where nothing and no one could ever hurt you. He wants to kiss every tear away until your brows unfurrow and you finally rest against his chest.

Sometimes, he snaps photos of the way you longingly look at the Galaxy Express, undoubtedly thinking of the world outside.

He hates these pictures. He hates when you think of leaving Darkwick, of leaving HIM behind. How can you think that? Wouldn't you miss everyone you met - no, scratch that, wouldn't you miss HIM?

How can you think of a life in which he's so obviously not included? Even though his own life is now all but revolving around you? He works faster to be able to see you, barely sleeps to be able to see you, eats almost nothing to be able to see you… How dare you think of leaving him?

In these moments of unrestrained anger, Haru entertains the idea of simply stealing you away. Locking you behind a door to keep you safe, so he can always know where you are, no GPS needed.

The only thing that keeps his hands from doing it, is thinking about you fearing and hating him – this would hurt just as much as you leaving him behind. He needs you to love him otherwise his dedication would all be for nothing.

His favorite photos, however, are the ones he takes late at night, when you are sleeping.

Oh, you look so cute! Snoring quietly, fully relaxed and defenseless, he wishes he could just scoop you into his arms and have you sleep away in the safety of his embrace.

Sometimes, when he goes to your window, he sees some weird floating doll flying away from your quarters, but he chalks it up to just some harmless anomaly that likes to watch you sleep.

At the end of the day, he understands; he loves to observe you as you dream away during the night. You look so peaceful, so comfortable… Haru hopes to have the courage to ask to relax with you just like that someday.

But he's so busy, so so busy.

So for now, he is content with taking endless photos of you sleeping. He promises he keeps them safe in his bedroom, sleeping with them on his pillow for the few hours he manages to close his eyes, hoping you'll invade his restless dreams every night.

“Haru, hi!” You smile brightly at him once you see him come closer to where you are – an open clearing with nowhere to hide. Nowhere for him to take photos secretly.

“What a coinkydink, honor student! What brings you here in this place?” Haru happily skips his way towards you, camera still in hand.

“I just found this place when I was trying to run away from Romeo” you scratch your head, sheepishly “He's being annoying and trying to make me run some errands for him, so I ended up hiding here. What are you up to? I didn't know you were a photographer!”

Snapping out of his thoughts of how he could keep Romeo far, far, far away from you, he looks down at his hands as if he just noticed it was there.

“Oh! Yes! Haha! I like taking some pictures here and there. Good for advertising the safari, you know?” He gives you a thumbs up.

“That seems cool!" you say, a surprised expression adorning your features "Can I see what you took so far?” You ask, shyly holding out your hand.

“Hmmm, actually I have a better idea” Haru quickly says, clearing his throat, before the panic of having you find out about his ‘hobby’ settles in “How about we go to Jabberwock and we take some pictures of you in the safari? I do need someone to model for my advertisement.” Haru says it as if it was the most revolutionary idea in the world and not something he thinks of on the daily at all.

“Are you sure? I've never modeled for anyone…”

“Of course!! Don't worry, let's go, let's go!!” He grabs your hands and pulls you towards the fields of Jabberwock “As long as you have fun, you'll be the perfect model!”

You let yourself be dragged by him for a moment, until you nod your head in acceptance.

“Okay! If you put it this way, I guess I can do it. I always have fun when I'm with you in Jabberwock!” you smile brightly at him and Haru swears you would be able to see hearts floating around his head at any given moment.

He's so happy you accepted to be his model! He will never ever post any of these pictures on Instagram, though. They'll look just fine beside all his photos of you sleeping.

#tokyo debunker #tokyo debunker haru sagara #haru sagara #male yandere #yandere x reader

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canonically47 · 11 months ago

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social media headcanons for tdi gen 4 :3

nichelle: has instagram, twitter and tiktok. has a massive following which only slightly decreased after her hollywood fail. she posts pictures of herself and her friends on set or out in the city, and her story is always photos of herself with a song in the background or some important cause. she actually cares about those causes and boosts them as much as she can.

julia: has instagram, twitter and tiktok. tells people to kill themselves uncensored which has caused her to have her accounts banned so many times that she has lost every follower. somehow the super fans of total drama still found her current account and she is bathing in the attention she is receiving. whether it’s love or hate, she likes every comment, and insults haters.

bowie: has instagram, twitter and tiktok. he has a lot of followers due to being the first openly gay contestant, and also a lot of haters for that exact reason, whom he cusses out daily, and so do his fans. some argue he’s toxic; others may say he just doesn’t take anyone’s shit.

MK: has instagram, twitter, tiktok, reddit and tumblr. she uses anonymous or small accounts that never link back to her personally. nobody has found her accounts and it is driving them crazy. doxxes people.

zee: has instagram, tumblr and pinterest. he just posts pictures of himself or of nature that he’s taken. sometimes he gets on instagram live high out of his mind and rambles about the meaning of mankind’s existence for three hours, then it’s radio silence from him for months. he also likes a lot of posts that talk about how confusing gender is, which has led some fans to believe he may not be very cisgender. when asked “Hey Zee, sorry if this is too invasive but are you a boy or are you under the trans umbrella?”, he replied “idk i may be under the umbrella when it rains too hard haha”.

caleb: has instagram, twitter and tiktok. very active on social media and has a large following. he posts motivational gym videos and gets a lot of ‘sigma alpha males’ in his comments, which he deletes and blocks. he likes a lot of cute animal videos, especially cat ones. his most viral video is him with his four kittens and their baby mama.

ripper: has instagram and twitter. used to have reddit but deleted it after getting together with axel. he used to have a large following of mysoginistic boys but he’s deleted his accounts and created new ones to start fresh and try to he more mindful of what he posts. you could say axel has helped his mindset in a lot of ways.

axel: has instagram and twitter. posts pictures of her cats or of her and ripper. she follows some of the previous contestants, including duncan, leshawna, gwen, brick, jo, shawn and jasmine. also posts workout videos and has a lot of incels but also thirsty girls in her comments. people often harrass her or ripper upon finding out they are together because “he doesn’t deserve her” or “she can do better”.

chase: has youtube, instagram, twitter and reddit. fucking insufferable. follows every previous total drama contestant. obnoxious content. lots of hate. videos are made on him and they are not good. hope he dies.

emma: doesn’t have social media; took a break from it and deleted all her accounts after chase’s incel following found her and harrassed her because she left him.

priya: doesn’t have social media. she just watches training videos on youtube.

millie: doesn’t have social media because “it greatly affects her generation” and she is “better than that”.

damien: doesn’t have social media and is chronically offline. nichelle once asked him what he thinks about some tiktok drama and he asked, genuinely confused, what tiktok is. begs people at school to tell him what ‘rizz’, ‘sigma’ and all other slang means, rarely gets an answer and, when he does, it just confuses him more.

scary girl: doesn’t have social media accounts. she uses socials to stalk people, though. if anyone challenges her she appears in their nightmares that night. chase has made a video on her being some demon. even his haters agreed with him.

wayne: has instagram. posts pictures and videos about hockey or including him and his friends. his pfp is him and raj at one of their games. he replies to almost every fan that has found his account.

raj: has instagram. his private account deeply saddens and annoys his fans. he posts the same things wayne posts and puts a lot of pride stuff on his story.

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 2 years ago

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Dragon goddess request!

Being crowned the ultimate Milf of Valhalla isn't just a title, it's a legitimate job! As a Milf goddess, you are now considered a divine mother. And with that comes a more power and new responsibilities. But some ( most -- ) of the goddesses that competed for that title didn't think our lovely dragoness mother of 2 ( and soon to be 3 ) deserved that title. They say it's because she looks the part. This sparked quite a heated debate across the heavens, it got even to the point the Direct board of Motherhood ( Hera, Frigg, Mother Maria, Mama Eve, and other Divine mothers ) had to step in. Direct board of Motherhood or the DBOM proposed a rematch, but this time it's going to be different. It's now a more serious competition. Think of it like a lovely mixture of a beauty pageant, the Olympics, and somehow someway ragnarok. Now the darling is going to have to fight for her title, but luckily for her husband the darling wants to complete. She's bored and It looks like fun to her. So how would all the husbands of the Dragon goddess series react to all of this and what would they do?

... Bonus points that after winning the competition and 9 months of waiting for her Coronation, the darling Is officially crossed a new divine mother. Imagine her swimming in the center of the fountain of youth wearing only a special veil weaved ( yes she's basically naked ) by Athena about to, cradlIng her baby bump, waiting to receive her blessings from each DBOM members.

-You were stunned when you received a box after being crowned the MILF of the year, you were so embarrassed when your husband told you what a MILF was, you hid away for several days, too embarrassed to even leave your room!

-The package was information regarding your new position as a Divine Mother, you could only gawk, seeing this and your husband was the same, a hand covering his mouth, “I forgot about this part!”

-However, while you were intrigued with your new duties, others were not, as you were a wild card entry, you didn’t even compete like they had to!

-Many of your competitors went to the Direct Board of Motherhood to contest this, as they wanted to be the new Divine Mother, wanting the power that came with it.

-The current Board included both goddess and humans, Eve, Hera, Frigg, and Mother Maria, and after many debates, it was announced that the contest would be redone, but this time in a different way.

-Most of your competitors said you only won due to your looks and that you didn’t deserve the title based on that alone, so, with the blessings of the other gods, the MILF Competition was announced, part beauty contest, part motherhood challenges, and for the final two mothers, a fight, and with it, the champion would be crowned.

-If you won this, fair and square, you would become the new Divine Mother!

-Your husband and your twins were excited to see you compete, cheering for you when you walked across the stage, wearing the same outfit you wore in your original photo, which was the stipulation for this part of the competition, recreating your original entry photo.

-Your face was a bit red as the crowd roared with cheers, one hand cupping your cheek as the other held a watermelon on your hip.

-You heard your twins calling out to you, “‘MAMA!!’” and you found them easily, blowing them a kiss each, then one to your husband, which made the crowd go even more wild, seeing your affection. It wasn’t for points; you were just happy to see your family.

-Kojiro- Beamed brightly as your boys threw their hands up, seeing you blowing them kisses, at the same time, he was trying to remain calm, hearing the other men around talking about how attractive you were, trying not to kill them.

-Hades- All three of them lifted their hands, catching your kisses, which those around thought was adorable, and you giggled, seeing this. Those sitting around Hades were smart, not saying anything about you, not wanting to incur his wrath.

-Buddha- He lifted his boys up, one at a time to catch your kisses, making those around him laugh, making you laugh as well as he caught his own kiss, all three of them cheering for you, calling you mama. He gave the side-eye to all those around him silently daring them to say anything about you in front of your children.

-Beelzebub- Smiled at your affection while your boys cheered, waving their arms, so happy that you had seen them and that you blew them kisses. He patted their heads as they beamed up at him, “Mama blew us kisses papa!” and, “Did you get one too?” he chuckled at them, assuring them that he got one too. Those around the three were nervous, afraid of Beelzebub, so they made sure to say nothing about you, too afraid of his wrath.

-Tesla- They all beamed brightly, smiles identical as they all cheered, making you giggle, hiding your mouth behind your hand at their enthusiasm, all three of them so happy that you blew them all kisses. Tesla was ready to throw hands if someone said something about you that your boys would hear, no hesitation.

-Poseidon- Your boys cheered loudly, waving their arms while Poseidon hid his face in his hand, trying to hide that he was blushing, which Zeus was quickly teasing him over, before Poseidon had Zeus dangling over the arena, “We wouldn’t be in this mess if it wasn’t for you!!” you rolled your eyes lightly, seeing your husband threatening Zeus again.

-The next part of the competition were motherhood challenges, things like preparing meals for picky eaters and soothing crying children who were either scared or hurt.

-To make things fair, they used random human children who had no connections to any of the remaining women in the competition.

-You were back in your normal dress, a flowing black and gold dress, as you approached your child, a little girl, your challenge was to soothe a crying child.

-She blinked up at you, as she was afraid, being apart from her own mother, as you kneeled, her eyes were quickly sparkling at your beauty as you spoke softly, brushing her tears away, speaking gently to her.

-When you found she wanted her mother, you felt anger bubbling up inside you, feeling angry that this competition was willing to make children upset.

-You picked her up, holding her up on your hip and used your magic to fly up into the stands. She loved flying, thinking it was fun, Hera was going to say something, as you left the arena, but when they saw you returning your child to her mother, the Board agreed to allow it, as you met your challenge, comforting the child.

-Your husband couldn’t help but smile, seeing you do this, as he knew you were a wonderful mother, and the cheers that echoed around were almost deafening, after the crowd had seen what you had done.

-The final challenge was a fight, similar to Ragnarok, only without the death of one of the competitors.

-Your opponent was a fertility goddess, one of the women who was the most furious with your win, she wanted to make you pay.

-Frigg was going to oversee the match, speaking to both of you, “Before we commence the final challenge between you two mothers and crown our champion, is there anything either of you would like to say?”

-Your opponent shook her head, ready to fight, but you spoke, “I forfeit the match!” the crowd roared with disbelief and your rival was furious, demanding to know why.

-You smiled softly at her, then to Frigg before you turned up to your husband and your twins, “I am not going to fight, as it would hurt our little one.” As you said this, you put your hand on your belly, announcing to not only your family, but to all of Valhalla, that you were pregnant.

-The cheers were near deafening as you announced this, your husband stunned before he grabbed your boys, jumping down to the arena before all three rushed to you, hugging you tightly, spinning you around before you kneeled, hugging your boys.

-Your rival was stunned that you were pregnant, and that you weren’t going to risk the safety of it, and she smiled, admitting defeat, and she turned to Frigg, forfeiting and Frigg smiled softly, bowing her head softly, “Y/N is our winner!!”

-You were stunned, turning to see the two mothers smiling at you, your rival conceding to you and you smiled softly, bowing your head in thanks.

-Your husband had to deal with the repercussions of you winning the MILF contest again, but he was beyond happy to learn that you were pregnant once again.

-Just shy of eight months later you were in the middle of the Fountain of Youth, wearing a flowing sheer gown of the lightest material you have ever felt, pure white in coloring, holding your baby bump fondly as you breathed through another contraction.

-You wanted your husband here for the birth of your third child, but as the newest Divine Mother, only the Direct Board of Motherhood were allowed to be there in this holy place, bless not only your but your child as well.

-Your duties as a Divine Mother had kept you busy and active, going around to visit other expecting mothers, blessing the children around Valhalla, and being doted on as you were pregnant yourself.

-Eve held your hand, letting you lean back into her as Frigg was before you, guiding you through your labor until your child was born, a sigh of relief leaving you as you fell back into Eve, who giggled softly, patting your head.

-After you and the fountain had been cleaned up, after the blessing the other mothers bestowed upon your baby, you were taken to a room to rest, and your husband and sons were summoned.

-When they entered your husband froze at the door, seeing the bundle in your arms, seeing the glowing radiance around you as your boys ran over, quickly crawling into the bed with you, stars in their eyes, seeing the baby, making you smile gently, sitting up to show them.

-Once your husband was sitting next to you, he pulled you into a soft kiss, his thumb stroking your cheek, praising your hard work before he looked down at his third child.

-You smiled warmly at your husband, “Would you like to hold your daughter?” they all froze, jaws dropped before your boys squealed over having a sister while your husband flatlined, making you giggle, knowing he would react like that to receiving the news of a daughter.

-You knew that she was going to be well protected, between not only her older brothers, but her father, and your father and brother as well.

-You leaned back, resting a bit more, smiling at your family.

#ror x reader #record of ragnarok #ror buddha #ror poseidon #ror hades #ror beelzebub #ror kojiro sasaki #ror tesla

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snowviolettwhite · 7 months ago

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Several Sentence Sunday

Tagged by the lovelies @anewkindofme and @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad

This is from my upcoming 9-1-1 early 2010s Alternative Universe Fan-Fiction.

It is going to be called "don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up" from the song Matilda by Harry Styles

Where Buck, Eddie, Shannon and baby Christopher runaway from home to California. Buck and Eddie join the fire academy and soon after the 118, Shannon is studying to be a therapist and they are all roommates barely, adults at eighteen years old and raising Chistopher and coming into adulthood together.

There will be bi Buck, demisexual Eddie and bi Shannon and yes I will being making them neurodivergent .

don’t have to be sorry for leaving and growing up

Made a mood-board too, look how cute teen Buck, Eddie and Shannon and baby Christopher are.

It is June of 2011. Public schools across the nation of The United States are all out for summer vacation from Hershey, Pennsylvania to El Paso, Texas.

Evan Buckley, Buck is the blonde, blue eyed rascal. He is always getting himself hurt and in trouble. He was on the football team and got straight As. He made a lot of friends but never got close enough to let his walls down. He is the baby of the family but the only person who ever pays attention to him is his big sister Madeline, Maddie Buckley. He does not know what he wants. He just wants to be happy and be loved and find his passion and stability.

Edmundo Diaz, Eddie is the young teen dad who got his best friend turned girlfriend pregnant. He is the middle child and is the only boy in his family. He was the sanest compared to his sisters which, pulled away the attention of the fact he struggled a lot in school. He excelled in other areas like sports and arts and a lot of hands-on things until this past year. He just wants to be left alone in peace with his best friend and baby boy.

“Edmundo, how could you let this happen? You and Shannon are still kids. You cannot even take care of yourselves. How are you supposed to take care of a baby?”

Shannon Macdonald is the young teen mom and upcoming psychology major freshman at University of California, Los Angeles. She wants to be therapist when she grows up and hang out with her best friend and baby and start a new life and make new friends and find new interest away from all this chaos and stress. She is the best friend of Eddie Diaz and mother of Christopher Diaz and in another state for college orientation. When she gets back to Texas, Eddie and she are going to try to talk like mature grown adults about what they are going to do without his insane overbearing family. She thought maybe she bring them with her. They can stay with her mom until they can afford a cheap apartment.

They say if you want to be treated like an adult act like an adult. How are supposed to act like an adult at eighteen years old, haven’t been out of high school even a month, being dragged home by the cops and being scolded at the front door or being at by your parents yelled in your childhood bedroom to the point of tears and clutching your clutching your worn-out stuffed animal dog or getting into screaming contest with two middle aged adults to the point your voice gives out and wanting your mom to make it better.

“You’re too soft! You need to grow up!”

Sometimes this makes you want to run away.

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Inspired By This Photo:

Tagging But No Pressure:

@lochnesswriter @kingofdarkness00 @aroeddiediaz @lemonzestywrites

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intimidating-fettuccine · 1 year ago

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It's been awhile but happy pride month Intimiccini! Now for some good flork of cows from your favorite snack

Gummy Worm Anon

Slender: Eat your vegetables or the dinner shark will get you

Younger Toby: Stop trying to scare me I know that's not real! *Flips plate*

Slender:....

*Dinner shark bursts through the table grabbing Toby*

Slender: OH FUCK-

Ben: This is my desktop I have spent thousands on it

Ben: I tell people I spent thousands of dollars on it so I feel better about spending so much in the first place

Ben: If I could still die I'd expect you to hollow it out stuff me inside it and bury me that way

Ben: So that I may rot as the Pharaohs did

Ben: The druid wins the strength contest

Ben: You take 3d10 damage

Jeff holding cards:...

Jeff: go fish

Tim going through old photos: Hey Slender whose this picture of? *Holds up antique painting of Teen Slender in victorian gothic clothing*

Slender holding the photo: Oh that's me when I was younger!

Tim: Wow you must have been going through a rough phase

Slender holding the photo closer: *scoff*

Slender: It wasn't "just a phase"

Younger Slender: Oh thank god you're here Dad! There's a famine and we need to find the cause!

Slender's Father: I don't understand the poor

Slender's Father: Why don't they just give money to their butlers and have them fetch food? Why are they so helpless?

Younger Sender visibly shocked and appalled:....

Slender's Father: Hello no-homer I am Slender's Father

Slender's Father: Here's a mortgage go buy a car or a house or whatever your kind does with these

Ghost s/o: ....

Ghost s/o: The interest rate is 40%

Slender's Father visibly disgusted: When did the poor learn to read?

Y/N wrapping their legs around Toby: Okay baby you paid me that sweet 6$ we can do whatever you want

Toby: you ever play Minecraft?

Y/N: What?

Toby: Yea man I got all these sweet mods on my server. I even built a T-Rex, you wanna see?

Y/N: Shit yeah I wanna see

Happy pride month to you too!!! Also I love that you referred to yourself as my favorite snack, that made me chuckle.

Thank you again for all the quotes, I loved them as always, especially the ones with Slender’s father. Always a great way to start my morning :))))

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dre6ming · 2 years ago

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The delicate beginning rush

Chapter XIII- some things are meant to be

Masterlist <chapters 1->12 here>

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Pairing: Austin Butler x singer/actress fem reader

Warning: age gap (10 years), cursing, smut, mature content, fingering, fluff, angst…

Plot: you surprise Austin with a live performance at the premiere of Elvis, the entire time thinking only how unfair it is that you have to keep everything a secret.

Word count: 6300

Disclaimer: everything fake

"How much longer?" I ask from the back seat, fighting the urge to bite my nails, wiping my sweaty palms against the material of my black pants. "Not much longer miss." Matthew says, mumbling some gibberish into his station, communicating with the other security guards. I look through the tinted windows at the flashing lights of cameras trying to snap photos of everyone. To keep myself occupied, I pull out my phone, pictures form the red carpet immediately popping on my feed. My smile is like I won a contest seeing Austin, dressed so handsome in a black suit with just one pop of color, a purple star flower attached to his pocket, he told me to look out for a surprise on the red carpet. The small detail is barely noticeable, but it means a lot to me, especially since I can't be there with him.

The past months together have been amazing, we've now been hiding form the public eye for 5 months and even though most of that time was spent over FaceTime, due to work, it still has been the happiest time for me. Timothee keeps asking what's got me in such a good mood for the past months, but I can't bring myself to tell him just yet, the only person who knows is Matt. I'd lie to say that I don't like the secrecy a bit, it's like we have our own little bubble no one ca touch. There have been the occasional rumors and some pictures to back them, but ultimately that's all they were, rumors, no actual photos of us together made it to the press, after the last ones back in February.

I stumble upon so videos from the carpet as well, which only add to my enjoyment, until my eyes land on Austin's trembling hands. My poor baby, he's been telling me how nervous he actually is about the possibility of people hating the movie and the fact that this will be the first time he's going to see it, only adds to his anxiety. Baz asked him a few times to watch the movie before the premiere, but Austin insisted he wants his reaction to be 100% true, it wasn't until 2 days before the festival that the realization that he might hate it, hit him. If you ask me all his worries are nonsense, I've seen the trailers as well as the scene Baz sent me with my cover playing over, the movie looks amazing at a first glance.

Somehow I managed to keep my presence here, in Cannes, a secret form Austin, there were moments when talking to him, when his nervousness and anxiety for the event almost had me spilling the beans. I'm in the car parked somewhere in the back, waiting for my sign to go out to make into the theater, where I'm sat all the way in the back. At the end of the screening I'll do a surprise performance of my cover, just me and a piano in front of everyone.

I decide texting Austin could help the both of us, so I open our conversation, quickly typing a message.

Me:

⇰ Hey baby, you nervous?

Austin💜🧶:

⇰ Yeah I wish you were here

Me:

⇰ Me too baby

Austin💜🧶:

⇰ What are you doing up this late?

⇰ Isn't it like 3am in NYC?

I playfully roll my eyes at his text, he always worries about me not getting enough rest, which I know it's my fault since I've told him all about my insomnia. It's these small acts that get my heart skipping for him. Plus to be fair some sleep sounds amazing, I flew here straight from wrapping up filming, he of course thought I flew back home to New York, but I'm just a few feet away from him at the Cannes Film Festival, hiding in the shadows.

Me:

⇰ I can't sleep, I've been walking around the apartment all night

Austin💜🧶:

⇰ Everything ok?

Me:

⇰ Dw about it, it's your moment, not mine

Austin💜🧶:

⇰ Baby I always worry

Me:

⇰ I know

⇰ I'll be sure to watch you on tv

Austin💜🧶:

⇰ What if people hate it?

⇰ I've never seen it before

⇰ Maybe I should've when Baz asked

⇰ At least that way I'd know to expect people boo-ing me

Me:

⇰ Austin that's absurd, you've worked very hard and so did everyone else

⇰I'm sure the movie will be amazing

⇰and Priscilla and Lisa will love it, as will the world

Austin💜🧶:

⇰I'm just so nervous

⇰I've never been to something this important

Me:

⇰neither have I

⇰besides the Oscars

⇰I'm sure it's not that bad

⇰plus you have your dad w/ u

Austin💜🧶:

⇰yeah

⇰I still wish you were here

Me:

⇰I know

⇰hey

⇰will you do something for me?

Austin💜🧶:

⇰anything

Me:

⇰I'll be watching the red carpet on tv, shoot me a smile, will ya?

Austin💜🧶:

⇰I'll give you my biggest smile baby

Me:

⇰💜

Austin💜🧶:

⇰my darling

My heart races in my chest looking at those two words on my screen. I close the message app and open the instagram live for the festival, seeing Austin make his way back on the carpet with Baz and Olivia and the rest of the cast. One of the cameras zooms in on his face and he smiles brightly, then he does something I didn't expect, his lips move like his speaking to the camera. He's said those words to me so many times that I know exactly how his lips look articulating the words. "My darling" he mouths over and over again, then blows a kiss to the camera, waving.

"Ready miss, let's move!" Matt gets out of the car quickly coming to my side and opening my door. I put my sunglasses and cap on, walking fast with my head down. We have to be careful not to get caught by the press or anyone else, hence why I'm wearing an all black sweat suit to a huge premiere for one of the biggest films of the year. I'll be sat in the back of the theater and then right before the end I'll have to go change into my beautiful gown. Once again I worked with teuta matoshi to create a beautiful gown inspired by my favorite Elvis Presley jump suit, the dark blue one with silver sequence called the lucky suit form his 1972 concert. The floor length dress looks amazing, with a heart shaped neckline and silver stars decorating the dark blue fabric. Teuta even took it a step further to make me a set of matching gloves.

"Right this way!" Matt screams pushing me gently through the back door, looking back to make sure we are not being seen. I hurry inside, careful not to trip. Once I'm inside, I take a moment to look around, seeing Baz immediately and smiling at him.

"Miss (y/n), I wanted to say thank you one more time and wish you the best, since I probably won't be able too before you have to go on stage." Baz comes smiling with his arms wide open. I slide in his embrace and squeeze him tight. "I'm so nervous" I admit, as he pulls back. Carefully he takes the cap off my head, putting back in place some pieces of hair. "I know sweets, but I'm sure you'll be extraordinary." He smiles softly, looking me up and down, then lifts my right hand up to look at my wrist, where the bracelet from Priscilla sits. Baz walks his fingers over the precious metal, then looks me in the eyes. "Why don't you wait here a moment, I know I said this will be our secret that you are here, but I really think you need this."

He drops my hand, turning around walking away, my heart pounds in my chest, hitting against my breast bone like it wants to jump out. In my head there's a thousand possibilities of where Baz might have run off to. I sit there in the back of the big theater, looking over everything, people getting seated, sharing hugs and greetings. My eyes absentmindedly look for Austin and a smile sets on my face when I spot his blond head, walking through the mass of people, towards his seat. Of how I wish I could just run over to him and kiss him, tell him how proud I am.

"(Y/n) my darling girl, how could you keep such a secret from me." My eyes snap to Priscilla, walking towards me, with her arms extended to hug me. "Miss Presley-" "I told you time and time again, it's just Priscilla" she squeezes me one more time, before finally letting go. "You look so beautiful." She takes my face in her hands, looking at my simple makeup, I have some blue eyeshadow with silver sequence stars stuck on with lash glue. I feel myself blushing and the way she handles my face, angling it to get a better look at my makeup, reminds me of how my mom used to do it. For the first time in so long I feel this hole reopen in my chest. "What's wrong?" I blink quickly trying to hold back tears. "I just miss my mom, I think I wish she was here." I whisper, the lump in my throat making it hard to talk. Her eyes droop and she suddenly seems sad for me, bringing me back in for a hug. "I'm so sorry (y/n). I'm sure she would be happy for you, maybe you can call her after".

Back in March when I recorded the cover for the movie, she and I met for dinner and I told her all about my parents, it felt like opening up to another mother figure, talking to her. "I'll try." I say breaking a smile. "Now, Baz said you're nervous to go on stage. I remember back when I used to sit backstage with Elvis, he must of been doing his 100th and something show, but still he would be shaking in his pants like a little boy every time before he went on stage. Then the curtain would open and he would morph into this star, shining bright, the same will happen to you. I can't wait to see you." If I was fighting back a few tears before, now I'm fighting a whole river. She brings me in for another hug, then kisses the top of my head, whispering "good luck".

I walk with Matt and find our seats, getting comfortable and ready to watch the movie. All the encouragement from Priscilla and Baz sure helped, my nerves, which are seemingly nowhere near what they were. "I'm sure you'll be amazing." Matt whispers in my ear, right as the room goes dark and the movie starts.

The first time seeing Austin on the screen has me breathing a little heavy and I fight everything in me, not to pick up my phone and text him about how beautiful he looks. The way his hips sway with the music, all those little Elvis things he does, you can see how much work he's put into this project. Austin deserves everything big that's coming his way.

I tense in my seat with the next scene, him in his military uniform, on the floor, talking with Priscilla, played by Olivia. As he gets up from the floor, he goes over to the record player, putting on a vinyl to play. Suddenly the whole theater rings with my voice singing "can't help falling in love" . I'm struggling to keep from crying and fail, when I feel a single tear slide down my cheek. "There you go miss." Matt hands me a tissue, which I accept thanking him. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket, so even though I'm not supposed to, I take it out to see what the notification is.

Austin💜🧶:

⇰I'd recognize that voice anywhere

⇰it sounded angelic

⇰I have tears in my eyes, baby, how I wish you were here

⇰I know I'm not supposed to be texting during the movie

⇰I just had to tell you how much I loved that

I want to start sobbing, ugly crying right here. There's no explaining how much his words mean. I restrain myself from replying, but quickly take a screenshot of the messages to keep forever.

The rest of the movie is so beautiful and I'm so absorbed in the story that I barely notice Matt shaking my shoulders. "Come on miss, we need to go in the back so you can get changed." I nod and gather my things, following him through the dark. He pushes through a few doors and finally we get into a room where my stylists wait for me to fix my makeup and hair. I can hear the credits of the movie playing as I squeeze into the dress, someone lacing up the corset, while someone else dabs some more glitter to my cheeks. Then there's silence and like on cue, everyone in the room freezes, holding their breath for the audiences reaction. The silence beaks with clapping hands and my team goes back to work.

I don't know for how long the clapping ovation lasted, I think I heard someone say 12 minutes, the longest in the festival's history. "You've got this!" Levis, who joined me halfway through getting ready, says. Holding my chin up, I walk to the piano, sitting down, feeling the cold keys under the pads of my fingers. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, pushing the piano keys. Then in the darkness of the theater a huge light shines on me, bringing me into the view of the audience.

"Wise men say, only fools rush in.."

I'm yet too scared to look at the people I'm performing for, but I hear soft gasping coming form them.

"But I can't help falling in love with you.."

I gather all my courage and spare a glance towards the chairs of people. They are hidden in the dark and only a few figures form the very first rows are visible to me.

"Like a river flows, surly to the sea, darling so it goes. Some things are meant to be.."

My eyes keep searching, hoping to see him, praying to see him. My heart flutters in my chest, but I keep my voice steady, singing softly.

"Take my hand, take my whole life too.."

Then I see him, he stands up, everyone is sat down watching me, but he stands up. Austin smiles at me, wiping tears from his glimmering blue eyes.

"For I can't help falling in love with you.."

My voice cracks as tears start flowing, but I can't take my eyes off of him. We're both crying, looking into each other's eyes. It's like we are the only people in this crowded space, just me and him. And something in my heart becomes so clear, it's because I'm dedicating the song to him. Because I couldn't help but fall in love with him, because now I'm irrevocably and utterly in love with him.

"For I can't help, falling in love with you..."

As I sing the final note, the whole room comes to life, every single person stands up clapping. My feet burn in my shoes against the soft carpet, willing me to move, to run up to him, but I can't, because of all the cameras here. I stand up from the piano, smiling and waving at everyone, prepared to walk away back to my prep room, so I can fix my makeup, for the picture I'm going to have to take. But before I go I spare one last glance at the audience and widen my eyes when I see him. Austin making his way through the people standing and clapping. He's coming my way, looking straight ahead like I'm the only thing he can see. Slowly I start taking small steps in his direction, holding up my dress, careful not to step on it and fall on my face. We meet halfway and his arms reach out to me, but I keep clutching my dress, begging him with my eyes not to do something we will both feel the consequences of.

"I-" I open my mouth to speak.

"(Y/n) oh my, I have goosebumps all over, that was so beautiful, congratulations." Baz cuts me off, placing a hand on my shoulder, pulling me in for a hug, which a reciprocate, looking at Austin over his shoulder. Austin looks frozen, his eyes staring at the ground, hands now resting in his pockets. "Thank you, Baz, it means a lot." I smile, sniffing, still feeling like crying.

"Here you go, honey, a beautiful performance, Elvis would be happy to see his legacy carried this way." Priscilla hands me a tissue and I thank her, using it to wipe some of my tears away. "Smile!" A photographer shouts and all 4 of us pose for the picture. I somehow land on Austin's left and he puts his hand on my waist, inching me closer to his frame. I try to ignore the feelings bubbling in the pit of my stomach, smiling for the camera, prying my makeup doesn't look too bad.

"Miss, one picture over at the piano please, Mr Butler, join her at the piano please." I hold my dress up, walking over to the white piano, a replica of the one Elvis had in Graceland. I sit down on the bench and try to collect all my dress together. "Here" Austin helps, pushing some of the fabric out of the way, sitting down next to me. My pulse is already at high levels because of performing, but him so close, has my pulse flying through the roof. Then his hand goes under the slit of my dress to rest on my knee, under the piano, I'm sure no one can see it, but the breath hitches in my throat and I don't miss the way the corner of his mouth twitches up, at my reaction. Austin's hand stays there for the entirety of the time we spend taking photos at the piano, not moving, not even when Baz, Lisa, Priscilla, Olivia and Tom Hanks joined us for a group picture.

When all that fuss is over, I'm looking through the crowd to spot Matt and have him take me out of here. I want so badly to stay, but I'm scared that if I will, I'll find myself in a very difficult situation, where either me or Austin will take a wrong step and it will ultimately be a PR nightmare. "(Y/n)" I turn around, seeing Kaia standing in front of me, looking gorgeous in a red dress. I feign my best smile, I have nothing against her, but still I have to watch her kiss my boyfriend and call him hers in front of everyone, so you can expect me not to be on my best behavior with her. "You look so beautiful tonight, Austin said you weren't coming, I'm glad you did though."

"I'm not going to stay, after parties aren't my thing really and I'm just-" I start making excuses for myself. "Alex is here, I brought him." She quickly lets out, confessing her small secret. "And how do you..?" How do you fake loving someone, when your real partner is here, is what I want to say, but I don't. Kaia sighs, tapping her foot against the carpeted floor, sadness reading all over her face. "It's difficult, just before we walked on the carpet I was talking to him and I was feeling so bad, all I wanted to do was drag him out on that carpet and kiss him. I know you must feel the same." She says referring to her real boyfriend. It's so frustrating that we have to sit here, have this conversation and talk in code, because of everyone's agenda. "I wanted this to be a surprise for Austin, but I'm scared to go up to him and talk to him, I'm scared a look could do too much damage." I admit, swallowing hard. She looks at me understanding, coming in for a hug. I hold her tight, looking over her shoulder at Austin. He's shaking hands and talking to people and then his eyes find mine and once again it's this energy connecting us. "I think I should go talk to him. Thank you Kaia, you look beautiful tonight, by the way" she nods, stepping away so I could walk up to him.

"Austin..." he smiles looking at me, with heels on I'm tall enough that he doesn't have to look down on me, but his eyes still wonder over my frame, drinking me in. "You're so beautiful, can I hug you?" Austin asks, moving his weight from one foot to the other. I scan the room, no one seems to pay us any mind and it would be just a friendly hug, right? "Thank you, I- do you think we could?" I whisper leaning forward. Confusion passes his features, but then he must come back to reality, realizing where we are and why I'm asking. "I think it's just a hug.." Austin shrugs his shoulders, trying not to look disappointed. "Ok." He couldn't wrap his arms around me faster, lifting me off the ground, hiding his face in my neck, not a friendly hug. I stiffen in his embrace, grabbing his suit jacket, turning my head to whisper in his ear. "Too much Austin, people will see." I warn.

"Let them, I couldn't give a fuck" he grunts, tightening his grip on me, making it a bit hard to breathe. "Aus, baby please, not now, not like this, you just had the longest standing ovation in the festival's history, don't ruin your moment." I reason with him, frantically looking around, making sure there's still no one looking at us, or at least taking a picture. His arms start to loosen and my feet carefully touch the floor again. With a sigh, Austin drops his arms and let's me go, I'd lie to say it doesn't somehow physically hurt to let him go. Looking at me, he does his usual sexy lip biting trick, making my knees buckle. "Are you coming to the after party?" He's keeping our conversation short and to the point.

"No, I'm tired, I flew here from Canada, we wrapped filming yesterday." I explain, not missing the worry showing in his eyes. "Where are you staying?" Austin questions, but his voice is barely a whisper. I smile wickedly at him, wiggling my brows, causing him to crack a smile and a little laugh. "Have fun at the party!" I pat his bicep and turn around, walking away, with my chin up, excited about getting to the hotel, the same hotel he's staying at, in the room right next to him. I had his room number from him and I insisted that I get the one right next to him.

"Ready, for some interviews?" Brianna, my publicist asks, pushing me in the direction of cameras. "Ready as ever." I say, trying to sound a bit excited, which I'm far from, but still, it's for the show of it all. So with a huge smile on my face, I make my way to a few reporters, answering their questions.

𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸

It's two hours later that I find myself, crying, while a girl from wardrobe unties the tight corset of my dress. There's no actual reason for my crying, just exhaustion. "Ok miss, I'm gonna take it off now." The girl lets me know, as another rushes to me with a robe to cover me up. All the adrenaline in my body drained so now my body is just failing, all muscles ache, my bones feel silly in my body, my head is pounding. I dress myself in some leggings and a huge t-shirt, then wash my face one more time, knowing full well I won't have the power to do it at the hotel, so I'm trying to be as rigorous as possible. My legs wobble when I walk, so Matt decides it's better he carries me to the car, where I now wait. For what I'm waiting? I don't know. Cause Matt is in his seat behind the wheel and I'm in the back, with my knees to my chest, ready as ever to go to the hotel and sleep.

"Matt why aren't we going?" I groan, putting my head between my knees, prying that the ibruprofen I took will calm my headache soon. When he doesn't answer I look at him, meeting his eyes in the rear view mirror. He's smiling and just as I prepare to ask him one more time, the door on my left opens. A startled squeak escapes me, as Austin slides in the back seat next to me.

"Aus." I jump on him and he grunts because of the force at which my body hit his. "Baby, you ok?" I nod as he runs a hand up and down my back. Inhaling his amazing scent, I relax, closing my eyes as a relieved sigh leaves my lips. "Just tired." I mumble, further rubbing my face against his shoulder, holding him as tight as my tiered muscles will allow. "Go sleep, I'll be there soon..." he whispers against my hair.

"Can I go to your room? I bet your sheets smell like you." I mumble, making him giggle softly. "Sure, (y/n), I'll have my assistant call the front desk and tell them to give a key to Matt. I swear all I want is to go cuddle with you, but I have to at least show up to this party." I can hear the frustration in his voice and it annoys me a bit, because he just had the most amazing thing happen to him, his work being shown to the world and it being appreciated. "Austin baby, you need to go and have a good time, I'll be there waiting, please enjoy this, you just wrote history baby." I pull back and take his face in my hands, smoothing the pads of my thumbs over his sculpted cheeks. "You made so many people proud, Elvis being one of them, I'm sure of that, please honey, go and have this moment, I'll be at the hotel when you get back and we can cuddle all you want." I lean in and kiss the tip of his nose, but he tilts his head back, catching my lips with his, kissing me softly.

Austin grabs my hips with his hands, pulling me onto his lap, never once breaking our lips apart. I'm the one to finally lean back and take a moment to breathe, looking at him. He has a smug smile on his face and his blue eyes are glossy, shining in the darkness inside the car. "Go my rockstar, I'll be there when you're done!" I touch our foreheads together, breathing in deep, before I crawl out of his lap, back onto the seat. "Ok, baby!" He puts a hand on my head, leaning to kiss the top of my hair.

Before getting out of the car, Austin pats Matt on the shoulder. "Drive my girl safe, ok?" Matt turns around, shaking Austin's hand, smiling. "Of course sir, have a great time, if you need a ride, you can call me." Matt assures. "Thanks man!" With one last kiss to my cheek, Austin opens the door and gets out of the car.

"Thank you Matt!" I sigh, closing my eyes exhausted. A little chuckle leaves Matt's lips as he turns the car on and starts driving. "He's a good man miss!" He tells me, making me smile faintly. "Doesn't mean I won't beat his ass if he dares make you shed a tear, ok miss?" Hearing how serious he is, makes my heart leap with joy, he's really taken on the paternal figure these past months and it somehow made the pain of my dad ignoring me, less obvious. "I love you Matt, thanks for being here." I whisper, holding back tears. "I know, (y/n), I love you too, you're like a daughter to me, sweets. Now sleep, I'll wake you when we get to the hotel." I nod, mumbling a "thank you" that I don't think he hears and I let my body fully shut off, mind going blank as sleep takes over me.

𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸

Something softly shakes me and for a moment I believe it's the car moving, but then a hand caresses my face and coming back to the surface of consciousness I also start hearing the faint voice calling my name. "Come on miss, I've let you sleep as much as I could, but I think you'd feel better sleeping in bed." Matt says, as I rub the sleep from my eyes, trying to focus back on the world around me. "Thank you Matt." Dragging my body out of the car with some effort, I walk to the elevator in the parking lot. I slump against the elevator wall, playing with my hair, looking at the buttons lighting up with each floor we pass, until it reaches mine. As we make our way out of the elevator, Matt walks me to the door of Austin's room, handing me the key card smiling. "While you slept in the car for an extra minute, I moved all your belongings to Mr Butler's room, have a good night miss." I thank him once again and he turns on his hills, walking back to the elevator to go to his room.

Sliding the keycard in the door it opens with a click. I make my way in, taking a deep breath, getting a faint whiff of Austin's cologne. Putting all my things away and plugging my phone in, I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Coming back, I take liberty to look through Austin's bag, until I find a navy long sleeve shirt, quickly taking my own clothes off and putting it on, enjoying the way it seems to swallow me whole. Getting in the bed and under the covers, I rub my face into the pillow, smelling Austin's musky and citrusy scent. Falling into a deep slumber, I pull the covers all the way up, letting dreams take over.

𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸𖥸

Sometime later, could be minutes, could be hours, I feel the bed dipping next to me and then a body of heat curls around me. "My sweet baby, my darling girl.." Austin kisses the back of my neck, his wet soft lips sending shivers down my spine. I turn around in his arms, wanting to bury my face in his chest. He smells like fresh soap and one of my hands wonders up to play with the hair at the nape of his head, feeling it damp, he must of taken a shower. "What time is it?" I wonder with my eyes closed, prying it's not morning and I don't have to wake up just yet.

Austin's hot breath touches my forehead as he places a tender kiss there. "I didn't mean to wake you, it's 3 am baby, go back to sleep." I try to pull him closer by his shit, only his not wearing one, but he figures what I need and pulls me tighter towards him, glueing me to his flaming skin. The soft hairs of his chest, tickle my nose and I angle my head up, hiding my face in the crook of his neck, loving the way it fits there, like a puzzle piece. His hands caress my back up and down, running over the soft fabric of his shirt, that I'm wearing. "Kiss me." I request, making him chuckle, one of his hands coming up to hold my chin and bring my face closer to his. Our lips touch and it's electricity flowing through my entire body, awakening every cell and heightening every sensation. We both sigh into the kiss, having missed each other's touch for far too long. His thumb traces the line of my jaw, his hand tangling in my hair, deepening the kiss. I taste the toothpaste on his mouth and when his tongue teases my bottom lip, I open my mouth to him, giving him full control, finally tasting some strong liquor lingering on his tongue.

I pull him in, quivering in his arms, moaning against his mouth. The hand that was tangled in my hair, runs down my body, following every curve and finally settling on my hip. Austin gives my hip a tight squeeze and I whimper, pulling back to catch my breath. I dare to open my eyes and look at him. He's more beautiful than I can describe, the moonlight lighting some of his features and darkening others. Austin wets his lips, biting his bottom one, looking at me with drowsy eyes. "Let's sleep, hm?" He says, nudging my cheek with his nose, kissing it after. I giggle and turn around in his arms, letting him be the big spoon.

Sighing, he pulls me flush to him, kissing my neck. I try to stay as still as possible, holding my breath in hopes of getting my heart to slow down so I could fall back asleep. "Breathe, (y/n), breathe" Austin whispers, spreading his fingers over my belly. "I can't fall back asleep" I say breathless. He hums against my shoulder, kissing the exposed skin there. "Want me to help, baby?" His voice low, as his lips still kiss my neck, causing heat to form in between my legs. "Yes." I moan, reaching a hand behind me to brush through his hair, pulling at the roots.

Austin groans, the vibrations of his chest resonating through me, going straight to my crotch. "Can I touch you?" Austin asks, his fingers working on pulling the shirt I was wearing up, to reveal my underwear. "Please." I throw my head back, giving him more room to kiss and lick at my soft skin. His fingers play with the hem of my panties, making me rub my thighs together, needing some kind of friction against my aching pussy.

Austin dips his long sleek fingers under my underwear, taking a second to play with the hair there, before finally making it in between my lips. He spreads me open, feeling how wet I am for him. "Fuck baby, so wet for me, (y/n)." He moans my name, biting my ear lobe, as he starts tracing circles over my clit. "Austin.." a sigh leaves my lips as I feel his other hand sneak under me on a mission to get a feel of my chest. His big hand squeezes my breast through the shirt, the roughness of the fabric against my hard sensitive nipple, feeling amazing, causing more sleek to gather into my now ruined underwear. "Shit honey, all this for me?" Austin asks, moving his fingers down to my aching hole, feeling the new arousal seeping out of me.

"You, just you!" I move my hips against his hand, needing him to give me the sweet relief I need. Feeling him smile against my shoulder, I tremble in his arms, begging for him to go back to rubbing my clit. "Baby, can I put a finger in? I.." he's breathing heavy, obviously as lost in pleasure just as much as I am. "I won't if you say no, I'll make you feel good anyway." His voice sounds heavenly, stimulating my thoughts.

I feel my heart pounding against my ribs and his finger circling my entrance has me completely at a loss of words. "Baby?" Austin asks seeing as I have yet to answer him. "Please, Austin, please." I pull at his hair with one hand, my other hand going over his one hand, that's kneading my breast and he growls in my ear. His finger slowly pushes in, the new sensation, has me arching my back, squeezing my eyes tight. A pornographic sound leaves my lips, my mouth hanging open, feeling him brush against my walls. "God so warm and wet, you're fucking perfect." Austin chants in my ear, starting to move his finger in and out of me. His thumb touches my clit, rubbing fast circles against it. I'm a moaning mess in his arms.

Austin curls his finger up, touching a spot inside me that has me seeing stars, screaming out his name. "Cum all over my fingers, (y/n), come on baby, relax." Pulling at his hair, my mouth hangs open, whimpers coming out of it, as I feel pleasure washing over me. I squeeze my legs around Austin's hand as he works me through my orgasm. "Aus, thank you!" He pulls his finger out of me, causing me to whine at the empty feeling.

My body feels heavy and suddenly I fight to hold onto my consciousness. Austin kisses my cheek, standing up from the bed and going over to the bathroom. I hear the sink running for a while and then he's back in bed, pulling me into his chest. "I think you're the best thing to ever happen to me." He says, but I'm too tired to answer, falling into the trap of sleep, feeling so warm and loved. And just as I'm about to be out for good, I feel his lips move against my hair. "I think I've fallen in love with you."

Unconditionally and irrevocably in love with her - Austin’s Pov of your performance

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slutty-transformation-stories · 2 months ago

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The Trip

"You're going to love it, I promise," Rachel said, her voice bubbling with excitement over the phone. She was packing her bag, her eyes darting from her open suitcase to the list of items she had meticulously typed out on her laptop.

"Yeah, I'm sure I will," Tom replied, trying to match her enthusiasm. Rachel had won a weekend trip to London in an online trivia contest. It was a chance for her to explore the city she had read so much about in her favorite books and a well-deserved break from her rigorous college schedule. Rachel was the quintessential nerd, her glasses perpetually perched on her nose as she devoured knowledge like it was going out of style.

The weekend came and went with no word from Rachel. At first, Tom wasn't too concerned; she was probably just busy with the sights. But as Sunday evening rolled around and she still hadn't checked in, a knot began to form in his stomach. He tried calling her, but the line went straight to voicemail. He sent text after text, but they remained unread.

Tom waited anxiously for Rachel's flight to land, checking the airline's flight status every few minutes. When the plane was delayed, he felt a flicker of hope that maybe she was just stuck in the airport, caught up in the chaos of travel. But when the flight finally arrived and Rachel wasn't on it, panic began to set in. He called her family, her friends, anyone who might know where she was. No one had heard from her.

The days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months. Rachel's disappearance was a complete mystery. The London police did their best, but without any leads, the case grew cold. Tom couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible had happened. Rachel was too responsible to just vanish without a trace. He couldn't bear the thought of her being hurt or scared, out there alone in a foreign city.

On the one-year anniversary of Rachel's disappearance, Tom's phone buzzed with a text message. The sender was Rachel's number, but the message was unlike anything he could have expected. "Hi baby, I missed you but I'm happy here now. I get so much dick so don't send anyone else to get me." His heart raced as he clicked on the attached photo. The girl in the picture looked like Rachel, but she was unrecognizable. Her black hair was now blonde, her skin tan, and her eyes no longer needed the glasses that had once been a part of her identity. Her face was plump with fillers, and her body had been transformed. She was smiling, surrounded by a group of tough-looking men with tattoos and gold chains. The words in the text were a slap in the face, a taunt from a world he didn't understand.

The Rachel he knew would never say something like that. The Rachel he knew was sweet, kind, and innocent. The Rachel in the photo looked like a completely different person. Tom felt a mix of anger, sadness, and fear. He had to find out what had happened to her. This wasn't just about her being missing anymore; it was about saving her from whatever hell she was living in.

He called the number immediately, but it was disconnected. The only thing left was the photo, a haunting reminder of what Rachel had become.

Thank you for all the support. I will say this is my own twist on a caption I believe I saw a long time ago. I'm not sure where it was from.

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321spongebolt · 5 months ago

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Imagining My Mind in the Style of "Inside Out"

Before we get started, I thought I would take a moment to mention that the first "Inside Out" movie was released on the same month I graduated back in 2015 (Probably one of the best years of my life next to 2011). With that out of the way, here's how I imagine my own mind in the style of "Inside Out".

CORE EMOTIONS

Joy

Sadness

Anger

Disgust

Fear

Anxiety

Envy

Embarrassment

Boredom/Ennui

Nostalgia

Love

Distraction

Focus

Luck

Intelligent

CONCEPT OF WHAT MY MIND WOULD LOOK LIKE

HEADQUARTERS

Emotion Headquarters = The office where all my emotions can see and hear everything I see and hear.

Belief System

ISLANDS OF PERSONALITY

Goofball Island = Same as Riley's, with a few changes.

Friendship Island = Same as Riley's, with a few changes.

Honesty Island = Same as Riley's, with a few changes.

Family Island = Same as Riley's, with a few changes.

Disability and Sensory Awareness Island = A tame and sensory-friendly land, even though it does come at a cost of some type of risk, but nothing too extreme.

Creativity Island = A land where all my ideas would be processed. Be it OCs I've made or ideas for entertainment that either can happen or could've happened at its respective point in time.

Social Media Island = Same as Riley's, with a few changes.

Video Game Island = It would sort of be like an arcade, except there wouldn't be arcade machines. You could just visit a booth to play video games from the PlayStation and Nintendo 64 era to the current day era where we now have PlayStation 5, Xbox Series X, and Nintendo's upcoming console (releasing either next year).

Movie Island = The place where everyone views movies I see. Either in theaters, or if I want to see a movie on my own time in either 2D or 3D.

Bakery Island = A land filled with recipes and cooked goods. All of which are allergy free. Use caution with this island. Your mouth may start to water.

IMAGINATION LAND

Similar to Riley's interpretation, French Fry Forest would be there. Unlike Riley's interpretation, my take on Imagination Land is filled to the brim with fictional characters from shows, movies, and video games I like. They serve as meet-and-greet characters for photo opportunities and autographs, just like any theme park would (particularly the Disney Parks, the Universal Studios Theme Parks, and Six Flags.). Down below are what my own Imagination Land would be like.

French Fry Forest = Same as Riley's.

Rib Fest = Annual contest event for whoever could eat the most ribs (with your choice of spare and baby back).

Personality Quizzer = Anyone can play personality quizzes, and like in "Ralph Breaks the Internet: Wreck-it Ralph 2", when all the questions have been answered, the character that appears on stage is the result you got.

Imagination Theater = An air theater for reenacting fictional media. The stage would have wiring and harnesses for plays that involve flying, smoke machines for scenes where smoke is required (and can also be used for some rock bands) confetti cannons for either finales or other celebratory means, and of course an open backstage for actors.

Hug Fest = Loosely based on the one seen in the "SpongeBob SquarePants" episode, "Ditchin'". It's just a place where people go hug each other. Meet and greet characters show up on occasion.

Leisure Oasis = A beach similar to Walt Disney World's "Blizzard Beach" and "Typhoon Lagoon" areas. The main beach area is a wave pool, with some passage ways taking you down a lazy river. The area would also have a hotel resort where you can see the view above the water and sand, or if you'd like to stay in your hotel room for indoor entertainment and getting a good night's sleep. The water is in fact safe to swim in. Other areas of Leisure Oasis include water slides, hot tubs, spas, and even a shuffleboard pool game similar to Shuffleboard was depicted in the "Madagascar" video game, but with up to 4 players individually and 2 players for team battles.

The Soar Spot = Ever dreamed of flying? This land allows you to fly either in a wind tunnel, a zero gravity area, and a harness area for zip-lining over a foam pit and a stationary harness area for hanging in front of and/or next to projector screens to make it look like you're flying.

OTHER AREAS

Long Term Memory = Same as Riley's, but with different memories in storage.

The Vault = Like in Riley's mind, the Vault is home to my personal secrets, like my constant obsessions and love for Jenny and Kitty for example.

The Land of Hands = A forest or jungle setting where there's a bunch of arms on the ground and dangling from trees like vines. Only, these hands aren't mean, they're actually friendly. They just want to either shake or hold your hand. And there's a variety of four and five fingered hands (bare and gloved) to touch depending on which paths you take.

Think Tank = Ideas I have get stored in the Think Tank, which later be shipped off to Creativity Island for some form of a test screening.

DreamWorks (no relation to the actual DreamWorks studio, and of course, the DreamWorks Animation studio.) = The studio where dreams come true, just like at Hollywood. It's similar to Dream Productions from Riley's mind.

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starkidss1 · 10 months ago

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xoxoxoz · 1 year ago

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heyy :D can i request jeemin x f!reader ?? soo jeemin knew how sensitive you are and you sometimes take things very seriously and she’s the type who’s love language is bullying you 😭 she would always pick on you all the time, mostly since she’s way taller than you ;) BUT BUT one day you give her the silent treatment cz u were so mad at her that day 😤

THANK YOUU 🧡

Hiiii Anon <3 Thanks for this request, it’s so cute 😭🫶🏼

Bang Jeemin x F!reader

⚠️: trainee au, comedy, fluff, reader is an 04 liner

You thought becoming a trainee under Hybe was the best thing that happened in your life. Not until you met the bubbly and talented Bang Jeemin who welcomed you to the company when you first arrived.

You found her absolutely charming and you realised you were falling for the taller girl when the butterflies were going crazy in your stomach. And they were fluttering at everything Jeemin did whether it be Jeemin talking to you with that bright smile or even if she was just eating her snacks alone in the studio.

Long story short you confessed to her in a photo booth during the 5 second countdown and Jeemin responded to it by grabbing your waist and kissing your lips. The photos came out great and it’s displayed on both of your phone cases and set as your lock screens.

You two continued going strong, even through the process of R U Next’s development.

Being a few months into the relationship, you enjoyed all the hugs, kisses, and praises Jeemin gave you every second of the day. However, you weren’t prepared for the amount of playful bullying that turned out to be your girlfriend’s love language.

She enjoys targeting your height more than anything.

Which is what she was doing right now.

You and the other R U Next contestants had finished an intense workout, leaving everyone drenched in their own sweat and dragging their weak bodies for water.

Looking around the gym, you saw your sweaty yet super attractive girlfriend drinking out her water bottle. You approached her with puppy eyes.

“Baby can I have some?”

Jeemin pursed her lips. “Hmmm, say you love me first”

You groaned, clearly not in the mood for her childish antics today but your dry throat needed that refreshment. “I love you. Can I drink it now?”

“Give me a kiss”

“Jeemin I’m thirsty!”

“The quicker you give me this kiss, the quicker you’ll get some water”

You stomped your feet, which your girlfriend found adorable, and you went on your toes to kiss her lips. But as you reached for the bottle afterwards, Jeemin was quick to raise it up in the air, her long arm made it impossible for you to even jump for it.

“Are you kidding me right now, Bang Jeemin?”

“Come get it, babe” Jeemin smirked and waved the bottle around.

You would usually fight back at times like this but your worn out body wanted the complete opposite. There was no energy left to climb your girlfriend’s tree height and snatch that water out of her hands but you just needed some cold liquid to quench your thirst.

Giving a frustrated sigh, your eyes scanned the room again and you saw Yunah grabbing an ice cold water bottle from her duffel bag. Deciding not to continue with your girlfriend’s lame bullying, you jogged to Yunah and caressed her arm.

Jeemin was left confused. “Wait Y/n”

“Yunah-ya…”

The taller 04 contestant almost melted at your cute eyes. “What’s up?”

“Can I please drink some of your water?”

She didn’t hesitate to give the bottle and let you chug it down like you were stranded on an island for days. Her eyes widened at the now empty bottle that you kindly returned to her.

“Damn, did Jeemin not pack you enough water or something”

You rolled your eyes at the mention of your girlfriend’s name.

“I don’t wanna talk to her right now. She’s being mean”

“It’s Jeemin. She’s always mean” Yunah shrugged but you shook your head.

“I’m not in the mood today and she’s making it worse by picking on me. We’ll see how she likes it when I give her the silent treatment”

Yunah chuckled and ruffled your sweaty hair. “You’re sensitive today, aren’t you?”

You slapped her hand away. “Am not”

“Is Y/n having a tantrum again?” Chanelle walked to your side and poked it.

You nudged her with your elbow. “Shut up, I’m not having a tantrum. Just need some time away from Jeemin”

The two snickered at your pouty lips and crossed arms. You indeed looked like a baby who wasn’t allowed to buy the toy you wanted.

Once everyone has returned to the dorms and took a refreshing shower, Jiwoo offered to order the entire group some take out as a reward for their hard work.

Since the dorms were too small to fit all 22 contestants, everyone walked to the park nearby and laid out the feast on a big bench.

“Thank you for the food Jiwoo Unnie!!” Everyone cheered and started digging in.

Jeemin took a bite out of some fried chicken and squealed at the delicious taste. She picked up another piece and turned around, thinking you were there for her to feed but she was surprised to see Jihyun instead.

Jihyun smiled and opened her mouth. “Ahhhhh”

Jeemin fed her the chicken anyways before looking around. She found you sitting with Chanelle at the end of the table who was feeding you rose tteokbeokki. Some sauce was left on your lips and the half American wiped it off with her thumb.

Jeemin didn’t appreciate that at all.

She stood up and walked around the table, using the chopsticks to grab another piece of chicken and aiming it in front of your face. “Baby, try this”

You continued eating the tteokbeokki that Chanelle offered, completely ignoring your girlfriend’s presence. Swallowing the food, you thanked Chanelle and walked off to sit between Jeongeun and Wonhee.

Jeemin’s shoulders dropped with disappointment. “Why is she mad at me?”

Chanelle shrugged. “She told me you annoyed her during the workout sesh”

“But what did I do?”

“She didn’t tell me specifically. Just give her some space, she’s a hotheaded little girl”

Jeemin pouted and took the free seat next to Chanelle.

And that is how the day painfully continued for Bang Jeemin. When she tried to hold your hand, you’d pull back and run off to link arms with Moa.

When she tried to whisper ‘I love you’s into your ear, you’d turn your head away and pretend that you had something much more important to do.

It was slowly killing the poor girl and she was close to crying under the bed covers for the rest of the day but she would get scolded for missing any practices.

Finally taking Chanelle’s advice, Jeemin stayed out of your way and attempted to make herself feel better by sticking next to Hyewon.

“You look like a kicked puppy” Hyewon commented as she stretched.

Jeemin stared at her reflection in the studio mirrors. “I miss my girlfriend”

“Then stop bullying her”

“Is that why she’s mad?”

“She’s a short girl with a big temper. Just be patient and I’m sure she’ll come around soon” Hyewon smiled, rubbing Jeemin’s back out of comfort.

“You’re right. Wanna film a TikTok?”

Hyewon nodded with sparkling eyes. “Let’s do it! What did you wanna do?”

“I saw this cool dance recently. It’s saved on my phone!” Jeemin excitedly took out her phone and scrolled through her saved videos, finally showing Hyewon the choreo.

“Looks easy enough. Run me through it”

As both contestants began their own little practice, you were sitting on the other side, staring at your girlfriend with worried eyes. You hoped your silent treatment didn’t go too far.

All thoughts were interrupted when someone sat beside you. “You can’t ignore Jeemin forever you know”

“Funa Unnie, am I being too harsh?” You asked while tucking your knees to your chest.

“I don’t think so, but I feel like you should start paying attention to her. She’s been walking with a grey cloud over her head”

“Are you like this with Moa Unnie too?”

Funa nodded. “Yes but not all the time. She’s like a cat with zoomies at 3am”

You gave a little chuckle before standing up. “I guess I should talk to Jeemin then”

“Alright, see you later”

As you took a few steps towards your dancing girlfriend, Jeemin made a wrong step and ended up colliding into Hyewon, causing them to fall on the ground.

“Jeemin!” You gasped and went on your knees to cup her face. “Are you okay? Any scratches? Bruises?”

She leaned her face into your warm palms. “Now you wanna talk to me? I should fall over more”

“Hey don’t say that!” You hissed. “But Im sorry for ignoring you, baby. I was a bit angry with your bullying”

“No no I should be sorry! I take it too far most of the time”

“I missed you, Jeeminie” you smiled, making her smile too.

The grey cloud above Jeemin’s head had disappeared.

“Oh you wouldn’t believe the state I was in. I missed you more than anything in this world” She said and jumped over to hug you tight.

“So no one’s gonna ask if I’m okay?” Hyewon crossed her arms.

You and Jeemin grabbed her hands and yanked Hyewon back on her feet. “You still wanna do the choreo?”

Hyewon nodded. “Duh! Wanna join Y/n?”

“Yeah sure”

Jeemin held your waist. “Stay by my side forever”