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sunflowerrosewood · 7 months

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Not A Scum ~ Obey Me! Mammon

Author's Note: Since my other account @cheekyredwillow got deleted. I am adding some of my favorite fanfictions to this account and revamping this one with new ones. I hope to make an actual list of fandoms I am still a fan of! NO requests for the time being.

On to the one shot!

You were the other human transfer student and since became close with all the demon brothers. Mammon was the one you find the closest. He was, as you would say, your first. But even being the first one to make a pact with, you still thought of Mammon as your crush. And while you had an obvious crush on him, so much so that Belphie and Beelzebub would tease you about it, Mammon's crush on you wasn't as apparent.

You knew something strange was coming up when Mammon began to avoid you. It was shortly after some rowdy demons tried to kill you and Lucifer and Mammon protected you. But they did not take into the account of one that disappeared and then stabbed you in the shoulder.

Lucifer immediately killed that demon and Mammon was yelling because the demon made the injury bubble and burn. It scared him. What you did not know was that Mammon blamed himself. If he hadn't dragged you to the cafe for a drink and left you alone, you wouldn't be in this mess.

The burn was not as bad but Diavolo made you take the next couple of weeks off. Luckily Diavolo set something up where you could get your classwork similar to Levi and Belphie. Luke and Simeon do check on you other than the brothers. Speaking of the brothers, every single one of them checked on you except Mammon. While it was nice to see them worried, Mammon is usually the first to be there.

You tried checking in by texting but you would just get the read message. And after a week of being waited on, you could get up and go to him. So you decided to put on some sweats and go outside. You could hear the Asmo, Mammon, Satan, and Levi in the halls so you decided to wait and listen.

"How is she?" Mammon asked.

"She seems to be doing fine with homework. The burn is healing nicely. She should be moving soon." Satan said nonchalantly.

"No thanks to you." Levi snapped.

"What do you mean?" Mammon growled.

"What Levi is saying because thanks to you scum, Y/n was hurt. You left and she was hurt. Lucifer knew something would go wrong but you had to be greedy like usual. Now you didn't even check on her to see if she was okay like you didn't care. You are truly a scum." Asmodeus said as you could see Mammon's fist clench.

"I was ashamed and thought Y/n would be upset with me." Mammon growled.

"She would have been happier if you showed up." Levi growled.

You noticed the three brothers walk away from Mammon. Mammon was looking down and pulled out his phone. You were lucky your phone was on vibrate because you saw you finally got a message from Mammon. He walked in his room afterwards.

Mammon: how are you?

You: I'm doing better now. I'm walking around.

Mammon: Sorry I haven't been by

Mammon: Do you mind if I come by now?

Mammon: I understand if you don't want me to

You: Come on by

You: I've missed you

End…

As soon as you sent your message, you heard a soft knock on your door. You got up and opened the door and could see that Mammon's gold eyes were dark. He looked ashamed and sad. Your heart felt like someone stuck a stake in it.

"Mammon, is everything okay?" You asked softly.

“I’m sorry Y/n for not checking up on you.” He said as you tugged him over to your bed.

“Why did you stay away from me?” You asked even though you had a good feeling what the answer would be.

You had never seen Mammon so hurt before. But even though you tried to usher him to sit on the bed, he bent down on his knees in front of you. You noticed his hands were shaking as he touched where you got your wound.

“May I see?” Mammon asked, avoiding the other question.

You lifted your shirt and the gash where the demon had attacked had softened to just one pink streak on your side. Luckily Luke and Simeon made a medicine to heal it quickly. Mammon touched the wound on your side and you heard a soft whimper. When you looked down, Mammon had his face on your lap near the wound.

“Mammon please tell me what is wrong.” You begged as Mammon touched his pact mark along the inner side of your left wrist. He pulled his head up and you saw tear streaks down his face.

“I truly am a scumbag.” Mammon croaked as you felt his hand rubbing your pact mark. “I’m supposed to protect you. All I do is get you hurt and one of the other boys has to clean it up.”

“Mammon please look at me.” You said as his gold eyes met your e/c eyes.

“Y/n?” He questioned as you threw your arms around him and hugged him. You felt him stiffen not being used to contact.

“Mammon you are not a scum or scumbag. Sure when we first met, it wasn’t the most pleasant. But now you brag about you being my first member to make a pact and it is something I cherish.” You said as Mammon tried to break the hug. “You made a mistake. We all do. But that will not make me love you any less.”

“Of course you would love me.” He said trying to show off but you felt his body shake.

“Mammon, I know you aren’t okay. But I do promise you that I love you so much.” You said as you felt him hug you back.

“I’m sorry Y/n. I’m sorry. I promise I will take better care of you. I will protect you. I love you too Y/n.” Mammon rambled out as you pulled him onto your bed.

The two of you stayed in each other’s arms for a few hours. The other brothers ended up peeking in to see. They did give Mammon hell for not checking up on you because they knew how much you loved him. And they didn’t like to see you upset and seeing Mammon beating himself up over it. They knew that since you two finally accepted each other’s feelings that it won’t be so one sided anymore. It also helped to hear each other’s worries and comfort.

#obey me #obey me x reader #obey me mammon #mammon x reader #obey me fanfiction #obey me one shot #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #mammon x mc #mammon one shot #mammon fluff #obey me otome

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still-a-morosexual-help · 1 year

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I just wanna thank you for being one of the few fans for being so comprehensive about the AMA, and for giving an opinion that wasn't just bitching and moaning about being baited.

Like, it's a bloody gacha game. That's basically gambling with some extra fancy steps. Anyone that has agreed to play the game should've known this particular detail. Yes, I know it's a pity that the OG app will be discontinued, but I am at least willing to give Solmare the benefit of the doubt (mind you, the question about being able to transfer your old stuff to NB or not was the most upvoted one, so it's not like they weren't listening).

If you want my honest opinion, I'm glad that they didn't decided to shut the OG app down right off the bat, because that would seriously obstruct any future plan of updates for NB.

The OG app is still up for the same reasons why Webkinz Classic is still up and running even with the existence of Webkinz Next: Because it's the devs' MAIN SOURCE of profit. Sure, they have the anime, the merchandise, the collaborations and what-have-you, but the app is where everything started, so deleting it would be poor strategy on their end and ruin everything in the long run.

Personally, I am willing to wait for an update where you're able to transfer your old stuff to the new app; while that doesn't happen, I'll be sticking with the old app. But if its servers eventually close and I'm not able to transfer, I'll just start off on a clean slate, no stress and no sweat. Obey Me! has made me so happy these 3 years and bloggers like you have been delivering quite the superb content, of course I'm not leaving this fandom so soon.

I'm taking it easy, but I'm also taking it. I'm aware that this situation is out of my control, and that's fine. Life goes on.

Honestly given that they said they're still planning on releasing events and stuff on the og app and that lonely devil is still there and it's continuing to release old events + having s1-4 there I don't see it shutting down anytime soon which the devs themselves confirmed

And yeah at the end of the day solmare is a business. It's main purpose is to make money and og om! was their lightning in a bottle moment. They're not gonna do anything to hurt the og app and piss off the majority of their fanbase

So there really is nothing to be upset about? The og app will continue like it has since the end of s4 and the main story post season 4 will be continued in the new app which also contains a few different features and gameplay from the og

So we get to keep the og and get a new thing! That's....isn't that a good thing?

And even if we don't get to transfer what we have from the og app.....it's not that bad a problem? We've been playing this game for 3 years now right? Don't we know by now how to save up resources and effectively get the cards we want? And even if we don't get the cards in the first round you always get a second or third chance later on. And okay I've played a lot of gacha games and so far om has being comparatively the most generous... like the whole transfer thing still doesn't seem like that big of a problem to me?

Either way the only thing worrying about it will do is make you upset and that defeats the purpose of playing an escapist game

#asks #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me!#shall we date? obey me!#swd obey me #swd obey me!#shall we date obey me #obey me nightbringer

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justadesibifangirl · 1 year

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Hi may i request a lightwood family fanfiction where they had a sister but she was kidnapped at birth and they meet her years later and if you do can you include maryse a lot thank you so much if you do this

Reunited

Hey, sorry it took so long. I had it almost done, then it all deleted and I didn't have it backed up anywhere. I hope this is okay and thanks so much for my first request :)

This focuses mostly on Maryse and her kidnapped daughter (Ophelia Lightwood)

Everyone knew about the three Lightwood kids. But what people didn't know about, was the 4th.

Born 2 years after Isabelle Lightwood, black-haired, blue-eyed, star shape birthmarked Ophelia Lightwood was not even half an hour old - and had just been named - when she was snatched out of a sleeping Maryse Lightwood's arms.

Soon after, Maryse woke up to empty arms. She assumed the doctors had taken her for something. When almost 3 hours had passed, she realized something was wrong.

Eventually the doctors discovered that Ophelia wasn't even in the hospital anymore.

That she had been kidnapped.

When Maryse heard the news, she was devastated. She would never see Ophelia say her first word or take her first steps. She would never attend her rune ceremony.

And so, that night Maryse cried and cried for all she would never get to see. She didn't even know if Ophelia was still alive.

Robert had been out on a mission and when he got back, he was furious. When he learnt what happened, he blamed Maryse for it. And eventually she began to blame herself.

Izzy was very young and so didn't know Ophelia existed. All she knew was that once every year she would walk past an empty room and hear her mother's sobs.

Alec however, knew what had happened, and so every year like clockwork, when Ophelia's birthday came around, Maryse would clutch on to him as if he was the only thing grounding her - and maybe he was.

She would sob and sob.

It broke Alec's heart knowing he could do nothing and it broke Izzy's heart not knowing why her mother sounded so pained and heartbroken.

So when a transfer from the London Institute arrived, saying her name was Ophelia, Maryse walked out of the room almost immediately.

Ophelia turned, confused, to Izzy. "Did I do something?" She asked. "I don't think so." Izzy replied, equally as confused.

Alec sighed, knowing it was only fair that Ophelia should know why his mother was acting like this. And so he explained everything.

Ophelia thought it was a coincidence at first, but more and more coincidences started appearing.

She had always wondered why her parents were brunette with brown eyes, and she was dark haired with blue eyes. In finding out that the kidnapped Ophelia and her not only shared a name but a birthday, she had to admit it was a bit suspicious. The icing on the cake was when she saw a baby photo of Ophelia, taken just before she was kidnapped.

Ophelia gasped.

That baby was identical to her baby photos.

And that's how she found herself outside of Maryse's office. Deep breaths Ophelia. You can do this.

She raised her hand to knock, but the door swung open andshe stood face-to-face with Maryse.

"Ophelia. Come in." Maryse said, forcing a smile as she stared at an exact replica of her kidnapped daughter.

They both took a seat. "Um... Alec told me about your daughter." She started off nervously. Her hands shook and beads of sweat dotted her forehead.

"And?" Maryse snapped, glaring at her. This was obviously a sore subject for Maryse, but her attitude was not helping the girl in front of her who was trembling like a leaf. Maryse's gaze softened a bit before she gestured for Ophelia to go on.

"Um-uh- well... I think I'm your daughter." She blurted out. Maryse opened her mouth to say something, but Ophelia beat her to it.

"Just think about it. I look like a Lightwood, our birthdays are the same day, and my baby pictures look exactly like Ophelia in the one you have."

Maryse was about to snap at her, when she mulled it over.

"I suppose it does make sense." She admitted. "But I have to check one thing."

She lifted Ophelia's arm, inspecting her shoulder. Maryse saw the star shaped birthmark and tears filled her eyes.

"It is you." She said softly. "Mom?" Ophelia replied, tears filling her eyes as well. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. It's all my fault." Maryse said over and over.

Ophelia pulled her into a bone-crushing hug.

"I don't blame you for me getting kidnapped. It's not your fault. Who said it's your fault?" Ophelia wiped her mom's eyes. "Robert blames me." Maryse admitted.

"Mom?" She choked out through the lump in her throat. "Yes?" Maryse wiped tears from her eyes.

Ophelia choked out a laugh. "Your husband's an idiot."

Maryse pulled her daughter back into a hug and they stood there in each others arms just crying.

Mother and daughter, daughter and mother. Reunited.

#shadowhunters #kidnapped daughter #angst with a happy ending #first request #oc #robert lightwood sucks #oneshot #lightwood family #maryse and ophelia centric #idk what else to tag

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blackmailscam · 5 months

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Very soon I'll start a crossfire - everyone will receive the full history of correspondence (and there are enough of "sensitive moments") and recordings from the other contact's webcam.

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Hasta La Vista, Baby!

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neilpatrickhorse · 2 years

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Story time:

Called out of work because of foot pain. Can barely get out of bed. Fuckboy keeps hitting me up begging for me to come over.

After a while I figure getting to the bus and shit won't be too hard with my foot, and I might as well get paid a little today. Start the hr+ journey to his apt. It starts raining. It's not supposed to be raining. There are more transfers than I anticipated. I didn't bring a coat because it wasn't supposed to rain.

Get there. He takes a hit of his bong and doesn't offer me anything. His room is filthy. I suck his dick. He keeps begging to fuck. I tell him he can pay me more (already c*shapp'd me when I got there). He tells me he's broke. I don't believe him. Whatever. Keep going, he keeps begging, and I've done this with him before so there's a bit of trust there. Tell him the amount to pay me when his paycheck hits. We finish. He immediately gets on his phone and ignores me. I catch the bus home.

Fast forward a week.

I hit him up asking if he got paid yet. He said he has and wants me to come over so we can "lay again" and he'll pay me then. I ask him why he can't just send me what he owes me. He says he got paid in cash (he's a bouncer so he gets paid under the table a lot) so he'll just give it to me when I come over next.

I'm pretty sure this asshole gave me herpes, since that's something I've suddenly tested positive for. Apparently condoms don't protect against it. Fuck my life. I don't want to see him again regardless. I ask him when he got tested last. He says last month why. I tell him. He asks if I gave it to him. I tell him he gave it to me since I know his dick is lumpy. He claims that he's had it checked and it's nothing. I don't believe him. He says he'll get checked but that as soon as I'm not sick I should hit him up. (I have the flu right now). I tell him to just deposit some cash and send me my money as soon as he can.

He hasn't responded.

So basically this piece of shit that gave me (and my kind-of boyfriend(who knows what I do it's not a problem)) genital herpes. Which is a lifelong thing. And is now holding the chunk of money hostage until he sees me again.

I'm gonna keep his info and bother him until he pays me. And then I'm not fucking with his trash bag ass again.

Remind me to delete this entire post later.

#idk how to add a readmore on mobile sorry #long post #long #personal #swork #fssw #rant #im tired. my guy doesnt blame me but hes still taking a couple days on his own to process everything #he tested posi yesterday and is on lighter treatment than me bc i got hit rlly bad #tho what i didnt know was that he was rawing the guy hes been letting crash in his room for the last month #i knew they hooked up but im kind of pissed he didnt tell me they were rawdogging #so now he also has to pay for HIS meds bc that little punk doesnt have a job #delete later

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femininefutbol · 2 years

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call your girlfriend

transferred/modified from my wattpad and based on this song

prompt: alexia putellas admits to you that she has been cheating on you and has fallen in love with someone else

word count: 3.5K

‘call your girlfriend, it's time you had the talk’

You groan hearing your phone ringing out loudly, you turn over seeing your clock displaying the time, 11:11pm. You tap around your bedside table attempting to find your phone, once securing it you answer quickly and close your eyes not having a chance to view the contact name due to your blurred tired vision.

"Yes, who is it?" your voice is soft and slightly muffled as you are already close to falling asleep once more.

"Oh I assumed you would have kept my contact" the immediately distinguishable voice of your girlfriend, Alexia Putellas rings through the phone.

"I would never delete it" you sigh, you have been avoiding Alexia for a week or so just trying to work out how they could overcome the current disagreement. "I just got back to Barcelona and your call woke me up which is why I didn't know who it was, I'm sorry babe".

"Ah yeah I guess that makes more sense, look I'm sorry for calling at such a bad time. Mapi didn't tell me you were coming back so I assumed you were still in America and I thought now would be an okay time to call since it's day time there" Alexia hurriedly explains sounding slightly nervous as she rambles on.

"Hey, no you're fine really, I didn't tell Mapi I was coming back, I was going to wait until tomorrow to start contacting people" you explain.

"Well I don't want to keep you up now but I think we really need to talk about some things, can you meet up with me for coffee tomorrow morning? Nomad at 10?" Alexia asks, the nervousness still evident in her voice.

"That works for me, goodnight mi amor" you sigh, almost completely asleep at this point.

"Ahh yeah night (Y/N/N)" Alexia states quickly, immediately hanging up afterwards.

If you were slightly less tired and slightly more awake you would have mulled over the tone of the conversation and lack of affection all night but due to your current state you were able to forgo a night's worth of critical thinking and fall asleep instantly.

‘give your reasons, say it's not her fault’

You happily struts into your and Alexia's regular coffee spot, smiling at the barista as you walk in.

"The usual for you and Alexia?" he asks sweetly, making the correct assumption that the two were meeting up for coffee.

"Yes thank you, I'll be over at our table" you state simply pointing towards the table in the corner of the store where yourself and Alexia always sit.

Knowing that Alexia will be arriving soon you take the time alone to script your slightly overdue apology in your head.

Your thoughts are cut off by snapping fingers in your face, you look up spotting an amused Alexia smirking at you. You get up quickly hugging your girlfriend, it was brief and definitely not the type of reunion hug that would be expected from lovers who have not seen each other in months.

"I guess let me begin" you state, knowing that if you don’t immediately apologise you probably never will. "I am extremely sorry for reacting the way I did, I know that going out of my way to ignore you was horrible of me and especially after we've had all that talk about healthy communication, that was completely wrong. I also see now how ridiculous it is for me to be so uptight about your friendship with Jenni. I don't know why seeing you with her makes me feel so insecure because I know deep down that you guys are just friends but it still affects me every time someone posts about the two of you. I am really hoping that you can forgive me and that we can work together to rebuild us, I'm moving back to Spain for good this time and I really do think without the issue of so much distance we can work this out"

Alexia sighs and this causes you to look up at her for the first time since the beginning of the apology.

"Look, I appreciate the apology a lot and I'm really happy that you've taken the time to reflect and understand your feelings and actions, but I don't think we should be together anymore. We are both on such different life paths and I think that while we both want it to work so badly, it won't. We keep hurting each other and wanting things to be okay but they aren't and they haven't been for awhile, I think you know that as well as I do. This is in no way your fault, I've been thinking about whether we really are right for each other for quite some time and while I wish we were, I just don't think that is the case for us. I'm really sorry (Y/N)" Alexia explains, leaving out a few key details that would definitely aid in your heartbreak.

"Um no yeah, look you are probably right, I'm really glad that you were honest with me and I wish you all the best" you reply in a voice that is just above a whisper. You quickly wipe your tears with your sleeve, grab some money from your purse, placing it carefully on the table and walk out of the cafe, you don’t dare look back at Alexia as you leave.

‘but you just met somebody new’

You walk into Ciutat Esportiva Joan Gamper, the training facility for Barcelona Femení. You are excited to see your sister Mapi and Spanish national teammates, not so excited to have to see her now ex girlfriend Alexia though.

"Mapi!" you yell, sprinting to attack your sister in a hug. Once in each other's arms you hold on tightly, feeling a sense of comfort for the first time in quite a while.

"Hey pequeño" Mapi laughs, smiling down at you, as you are still holding onto her tightly.

"Is that my favourite defender?!" Leila yells across the pitch, making quick work of heading towards the pair of siblings and pulling you into a hug.

"Hey, what about me? I thought I was your favourite defender?" Mapi asks, clearly offended by Leila's favouritism for her younger sister.

"Nope (Y/N) is so small and sweet, she wins" Leila states proudly, pulling you back towards the group that she was standing with.

Upon arriving at the group you are subjected to the sight of Alexia and Jenni completely wrapped up in each other's arms.

"Ahh hi" you wave awkwardly at the girls, Alexia snaps her head in the direction of the sound.

Seeing her ex-girlfriend causes Alexia to detach herself from Jenni, feeling extremely guilty about the predicament that has occurred.

"I'm gonna head back over to Mapi, her and I are going to lunch, wouldn't want to keep her waiting" you state, wanting to be anywhere but where you currently are.

"Hey (Y/N)! Wait up" Alexia calls as you swiftly walk away from the group, leaving them all confused about your exit.

You turn around, face to face with Alexia. "I think it's pretty clear what is occurring and while I'm not surprised, I am a bit hurt, did you at least wait until we broke up?" the question is barely whispered.

"Ummm '' Alexia is caught off guard. She contemplates how to inform you that all your suspicions were in fact correct and that over the course of the months that you had been overseas she had been developing her relationship with Jenni.

"How long?" you sigh, Alexia gives you a blank stare. "How long have you been with Jenni?" you clarify even though you really didn't have to, Alexia knew exactly what you were asking she just didn't want to answer.

"Four months" Alexia grumbles lowly.

"Four months?! So you barely waited for me to leave the country" you exclaim, furious and extremely hurt.

"I really am sorr-'' you don’t wait around to hear what Alexia has to say, you make your way towards Mapi informing her that you will meet her in the car park before quickly making your way out of the training centre.

"What the hell was that about?" Mapi yells, everyone looks around confused at what is happening while Alexia walks away not wanting to face the consequences of her actions.

‘second-guessing everything you said and done’

You watch the traffic go by below you as you sit on the balcony of Mapi’s apartment bawling your eyes out.

"She would get on facetime with me daily, telling me she loves me and can't wait for us to be together again and what as soon as she hung up she would go and be with Jenni?" you ask no one in particular, as you continue ranting, not allowing Mapi or Leila to even formulate a response to your rhetorical questions.

""Oh come on (Y/N), Jenni will never be anything more than a friend, you know I’m not interested in girls like her anyway" she would say" you are clearly mocking Alexia throwing around statements that your ex-girlfriend previously used to reassure you.

“She has told me so many times that she isn’t into dark headed girls, tall girls, immature girls and so much more and what? It was all just a lie?” you ask yourself, all the times you doubted the ‘friendship’ between Alexia and Jenni overtaking your mind. You feel so stupid for having believed that they were only friends.

“You know she had planned a whole trip to America just to visit me, she cancelled the day before and told me that she couldn’t risk travelling because she was sick. During the time she was ‘sick’ she was with Jenni every single day. She literally cancelled her trip to see me just to stay here with her new girlfriend. I can’t believe how much of an idiot I am” you cry louder, the two defenders that are with you wrap you in a huge from either side, neither saying a word, both just holding you while you cry.

‘tell her how you never meant to hurt no one’

Voicemail One: "Hey (Y/N), um call me back whenever. I think we need to talk and this time I have some apologising to do"

Voicemail Two: "(Y/N/N), I never meant to hurt you and I wish I could take it all back, you are important to me even if it's not in a romantic capacity. Call me back when you are ready"

Voicemail Five: "Mapi yelled at me today, she told me to stop calling you but I can't leave us like this. i'm so sorry that I caused so much hurt, it was really messed up and I want to tell you how much I regret it and how I never meant for things to happen like this"

Voicemail Eight: "heyyyy sexyyyy, remember when I used to call you that just before I-" "Alexia seriously? Mapi told you to stop calling her" "Jenni noooo i'm trying to apologise okay" "I'm sorry about her (Y/N), goodnight"

Voicemail Twelve: "Um sorry for drunk voice-mailing you last night, that's another apology I'd hope to make in person but it seems the chances of that occurring are slim. If there's any possibility of you being open to talking at some point, could you give me a sign, please just give me some sort of sign that I may possibly have my best friend back"

Voicemail Twenty: "Okay well I've really lost all hope that you are going to contact me but I assume that you are listening since Mapi is continuing to yell at me about the voicemails. So here is my real and genuine apology that I wanted to give you in person. (Y/N) nothing will ever be able to change what has happened or how horrible I have been, my intention was never to hurt you or break your heart. If I'm honest I thought we were going to break up months ago and I went to jenni one night upset about the fact that this could occur. One thing led to another and god I'm sorry you probably don't want to hear that. Look it shouldn't have happened and I'm so sorry that it did especially while we were together and while I continued to reassure you that nothing would happen with jenni. I understand how betrayed and hurt you must feel and I will spend that rest of my life apologising for making you feel that way. In saying that I wish only the best for you in the future, I want you to find an incredible love and I want you to be so unbelievably happy with someone who adores you, I really pray that you find happiness (Y/N), again I'm so sorry"

‘don't you tell her how i give you something, that you never even knew you missed’

Arriving at international camp there is already a clear tension within the group, most girls not knowing what to do about the situation that has occurred between Alexia and yourself.

The team is at dinner, some girls are clearly on your side sitting around the table with you, including the likes of Mapi and Leila. Other’s on Alexia’s side, granted this group is smaller but still existent. Most of the other girls have opted to stay out of the situation and spread themselves through the rest of the dining hall.

"Should I just talk to her?" you ask the table quietly, heads snap, most of the girls not believing that you would have ever said that.

"Do you want to?" Mapi asks, obviously just wanting the best for you.

"I don't want camp to be awkward for everyone and I think I'd want to hear why she actually did it" you explain to your sister, and Mapi nods understanding the predicament that you are in.

"Well, just as long as this is what you want, I'm happy enough to ignore her unless we are on the pitch" Mapi explains, the rest of the table quickly agreeing with the sentiment.

On the other side of the room, Alexia and Jenni participate in a hushed conversation.

"I don't think it's wise to talk to her unless she initiates it. I understand that you want to explain things to her but it will just make it worse. Just let it go for now and wait to see if she comes to you," Jenni tells her girlfriend.

"Okay yeah I think that is fair, I don't even know what I would say to be honest. Anything that I can think of to tell her kind of screams ‘Jenni is so much better than you’ which is not the way I'm trying to come across" Alexia sighs, knowing that if asked to explain herself any explanation given would involve having to inform you that Jenni is the person that Alexia has always dreamt of being with and in a roundabout way that would mean that you just weren’t good enough.

"You will just have to cross that bridge when it comes up. You loved her at one point, Alexia, I'm sure you could come up with a way to spare her feelings. I know that I had a part in this too, but I would have never agreed to date you if I knew that the both of you were still together, this is your massive mistake and you need to find a way to be sensitive to her feelings. She is a great girl and even as your girlfriend I can admit that she deserves a lot better than what you did to her'' Jenni states, the end of her statement accidentally ending up a lot harsher than she intended but she knows that Alexia needs to hear that in ways she did screw up.

"I know, I know. and I'm still so sorry to you and to her, and just to everyone, I didn't mean for all this to happen" Alexia replies, beginning to cry, overwhelmed with the situation that she has created for herself and the people around her.

‘it won't make sense right now but you're still her friend’

"Hey, can we talk?" you grab Alexia's arm as the team hangs out in a games room they discovered after dinner.

"Yeah of course, I've been wanting to speak with you but I've been told to wait for you to approach me" Alexia explains.

"Jenni told you to wait, hey? She's wise when she isn’t being a clown. I probably would have ignored you if you tried to speak to me” you laugh lightly. While it still hurts you that Alexia betrayed you in the way that she did, you want to be able to move on and you know that Jenni and Alexia are good together. Everyone has thought for years that it was just a matter of time before the two found their way to each other.

"Yeah she did. Look I know that nothing I say will ever be able to fix what I did but I really am so sorry. I lied to you and I also lied to Jenni" Alexia states, she goes to continue but is cut off.

"Wait, Jenni didn't know that we were still together?" you ask in shock, you don’t know whether to be happy that Jenni didn't also betray you or sad that Alexia would be so devious as to date the both of you at the same time without either one of you knowing.

"She thought we had broken up, she actually only found out that we were still dating when you visited training that day" Alexia explains.

"You are lucky she stuck around afterwards, I don't think I would have in that situation" you shake your head. You always knew that dating Alexia was risky, everyone told you that there was always going to be something going on between her and Jenni but you decided to look past that, which was clearly a mistake.

"Yeah, I am. Anyway I know that I must have caused so much hurt and I can't even imagine what that did to you. But I hope that one day we could at least be friends again? You were my best friend in the entire world and I miss that a lot. I will do anything in my power to prove to you that I can be a much better friend than I was a girlfriend" Alexia rushes out, almost as if she didn't say everything in one breath you would leave and not hear her out.

"I think we can work something out, we can't be besties right away and it will take a lot of free lunches and coffees but I'm sure you will find your way back to my friend list. I have definitely missed having you as a friend, being your girlfriend was rough, maybe I should warn Jenni to step down from the position she still can" you laugh, sprinting off in the direction of the group.

"Don't you dare!" Alexia yells, catching up with you, wrapping you in a hug. "Thank you for forgiving me, it means the world, I'm bringing you breakfast in bed tomorrow as my first step in rebuilding this friendship" Alexia smiles, you give her a goofy grin back.

"So are we all a team again?" Mapi yells.

"Yep we're all good, everyone can openly communicate with each other once more" you proclaim, sighs of relief are heard from multiple teammates.

‘the only way her heart will mend, is when she learns to love again’

"So leila huh?" Alexia asks you during your warmups for the morning field session.

"What are you talking about Lex?" you scoff, slightly blushing as the two of you jog around the pitch.

"You like Leila, duh. I can be your matchmaker” Alexia explains, excited about the prospect of helping you find love again.

"I'm pretty sure Leila still isn't your biggest fan so I'm not sure if being a matchmaker would be the best course of action. Also I don't like her, you are just trying to hook me up with someone"

"Come on (Y/N/N), there has always been something there, you two are like Jenni and I, everyone can see that you are meant to be together. Also she likes you back, I know it, she was always jealous that I was with you" Alexia smirks, waiting to see your reaction to her statement.

You push Alexia lightly before responding, “she could do so much better than me"

"So you do like her!" Alexia yells, this causes teammates to turn their heads in the direction of you two.

"Nothing to see here!" you call back. "Shut up loud mouth, maybe I like her but nothing is going to happen so drop it!" you groan, taking your opportunity at the end of the warm up to put distance between you and Alexia so she will stop talking about you and Leila.

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deleteddewewted · 3 years

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Incel!Shinsou x F!Reader fanfic idea (Part 2)

So here we are, Incel!Shinsou is back and this time with a bit of growth that he needs to make independently (While thinking about the reader of course. Thank you so much to @blossominglark for sending in such a lovely message! Also here you can find a small explanation as to why i even started the Incel!Shinsou series.)

"I think I want you. I think you're bad. I think you're good, it's like the love I never had. I think I need you. Oh God, it's true. I think I'm falling and there's nothing I can do" - Beetlejuice Chill by Life After Youth

Part 1: Incel! Shinsou x F!Reader

Part 3: Incel!Shinsou x F!Reader (1/2)

How difficult could it be? To forget that you ever existed... thats what's haunting Shinsou ever since the conversation you two had a few days ago. He cant seem to focus anymore, everything just reeks of you. (His own bedroom where you two would sit on the floor and work on your project together. You would laugh at something that came on the television, every time resulting in his face heating up and heart beating harder at the sound, the beautiful sound, of your laughter. It doesn't feel the same anymore. He cant sit or sleep there anymore.) Shinsou starts speaking with Aizawa more, to be honest its not like Aizawa gave him that much of a choice. He needed to understand what was happening with his son and you in order to help or bring some constructive input.

Shinsou goes on and on about how he mocked you to his "friends". When questioned on his "friends" he said that they were all telling him that you needed to be taught how to be a "proper woman" the "perfect girl for them".

("Hitoshi what-...why would you...?"

"I don't know! It made sense when i was young and- i... i dont understand how or why and...please just- help me i dont understand!"

"It's ok, it's ok, come here." Aizawa hugs Shinsou tightly. He starts running his hand over Shinsou's hair comforting him.

"What did you show them? What did you tell them about...her, exactly?") A mess of tears and regrets, thats what Shinsou is. A puddle which he somehow drowned you in out of a bitter rage that had nothing to do with you.

Aizawa finally holding a grasp as to how Shinsou's mind worked, he couldn't help but feel defeated. He neglected his son so much he became bitter and resentful towards the wrong people, the wrong person. (Aizawa only ever told Shinsou that his mother moved away from them because it was "too much for her". Young Shinsou couldn't grasp why his mom would leave him, but again he never really asked questions since he saw how upset it made his dad. "Dont worry Hitoshi, ill be here for you no matter what. Got it, problem child?") An intervention needs to be made now. To prevent even more damage, to keep his son safe and his sons ex-friend safe.

"Hitoshi? The posts and things you put online, you need to delete everything now." Urgency was a must, damage control needed to happen now. Who knows if Shinsou wrote about where he lived, where you lived and studied at, if he showed those "friends" of his your face. Who knows how much information he put out there to a bunch of strangers about you. "Ok, ok. Let me delete everything...yeah...thats-yeah...makes sense." He's slipping, Shinsou is slipping into a pit of shock and disgust, he needs to fix things and that only starts by wiping away years of miss informed opinions disguised as truths.

Everything is gone. No more accounts. No more pictures. No more you. He didn't make any announcements or even address why he was wiping everything. He didn't answer the piles of questions flooding his inbox about why he was doing all of this, he just didn't care anymore. He couldn't find you either. No account on any platform with any signs of you. (He should have asked for your socials, but knowing where you two started off at he thinks its better that you two didn't. It saved you from his incessant torment he saw himself being capable of.)

Week one came and went. You didn't show up for classes and people started to take notice.

"Does anyone know why y/n isn't at school anymore? Is she sick?" Midoriya asked one day. Everyone kind of just looked at each other hoping that someone might have an answer. Be it that no one other then Shinsou was in the same class as you, everyone in his friend group knew about you since you where always nice despite the way you presented clothing wise. (The clothing didn't matter nor did the labels, you were still so welcoming to everyone. Hell, you even welcomed Monoma and that guy is considered psycho by everyone.) Shinsou couldn't do anything but listen to his friends (Midoriya, Shoto, Denki, Mina, Iida, and Ururaka) go on about how nice you were. How they miss you. He misses you . He ruined this, he ruined your school experience and pushed you to lose the friends you had because of his own ignorance. He forced you to choice between showing up to school and dealing with him or not coming in at all and losing the friends you had because of him.

The Sports Festival was coming up soon, here all the students would compete against each other to show off their skills. The Festival acts more as an opportunity for the different Courses to fight each other since its focus centers on the physical strength and wellbeing of the students instead of their study of focus. It also helps with publicity by letting UA show off their students to the general public. (Shinsou didn't understand why the school would have a Sports Festival. UA was better known for being STEM and Art focused which meant that many of the students only had to take 1 year of P.E. instead of the 3 years other schools required.

"So again, what's the purpose of this?"

"Its just a chance for the different Courses to bully each other, and for the General Course to get mocked." responded Togeike. Be it that she never spent time with Shinsou, they both had a mutual attitude and just stayed away from each other out of disinterest. It wasn't after Shinsou's personality changed did she feel more comfortable being around him and started speaking to him casually throughout the day.

"So what does the Business Course do during-"

"Hey, didn't you and y/n work on that project together?" This caught Shinsou of guard. For the past week its all been about you and how you hadn't been coming to class. (You haunt him even outside of school, the guilts too much for him at times.)

"Yeah...what about it." he snarls. Just because he's changed in appearance and largely in attitude, that doesn't mean he's over the way he treats people. Cant she get to the point already-

"Geez man, i just wanted to ask if you needed her number." That...was off. Why would she assume that he needed your number?

"Why would you give me her number? Don't you think that as former project partners i would already have her-"

"You're clearly upset about her not being here, so shut up. Either take it or leave it, jackass." she bit back. How did she know? Shinsou has always had a resting bitch face which made it hard to read his emotions. How did she manage to figure it out? (God he was an asshole!)

"Yeah, please....i'm sorry. I could-"

"Please shut the fuck up, i don't want an apology from you. Take it and fix this shit. I hate seeing people mope and you're pretty much dying in a pit here." Togeike really gives no fucks and she was tired of the purple haired boy looking like a kicked puppy. She assumed it had something to do with you. When you started skipping class, Shinsou also started to look upset and wouldn't speak that often. It wasn't like Shinsou was shy, he just didn't see the need to speak all the time. So to see him become even more silent was concerning.)

He left school that day with a skip to his step. He has your number! He has a way of contacting you! Yet, he still knew that having your number wouldn't fix anything. You left him alone and it wouldn't be fair for him to barge back into your life without proving he's improving, that he's actually deserving of you're friendship at least....

The Sports Festival.....

He can prove himself to you there....

Everyone will see it, every student at UA has to be there for credit....you'll have to be there. You'll also have to participate for the start of it, so you'll have to interact with someone.

(This was it)

This was so much fun to write! Lets give this a slow build up to give him proper character development and redemption. The next part will be the Sports Festival and what he plans on doing to get you back. Let's set up that his intention is too for one, make an impression on the school for when he decides to transfer to the Art Course but also to make an impression on you and get you to notice him in a positive light. Our poor incel is trying his best ok....

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seijohsbabe · 4 years

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Reward

Ship: Oikawa, Hanamaki, Matsukawa, Iwaizumi x Reader

Wordcount: 2,9 k

Tw: smut, pet names, overstimulation, abuse/rape (Reader kinda likes it ??), noncon

a/n: im so dumb ive deleted the old post so I have to repost it sorry guys :( If you have ideas for a next story, my inbox is open!

Nervously you looked to the ground. The mood was bad. More than logical, because the team you have been with for a long time has just lost to Seijoh.

But not only that made you look to the ground, there were four glances that made you tremble, and you knew exactly from who they were coming from and why. Your bet with you, which you had not really agreed but refusing with the four was no possibility. After your transfer to Karasuno, you were hoping to finally have some rest from the four. You were Oikawa's girlfriend, but his three friends also had a say. After you gathered your courage and broke up with him, it was far from over. They chased you, humiliated you, reached for you like you were a simple doll to them. Your move to Karasuno was like a glimmer of hope for you.

But only after 5 days they found you again, and drummed into you their bet to destroy Karasuno and take you as a prize. And here you were, on the bench, stunned, staring at the ball that practically meant your death. Shimizu, who was sitting next to you, noticed your trembling and held your hands with downcast eyes. But she didn't know a bit whatyou will expect now. You quickly tried to pack all your things and get back on the bus as quickly as possible. And you almost thought you had made it when you ran down the hall to get to the exit, but a hand grabbed your wrist and pulled you into a room that you actually wanted to walk past. The room turned out to be a locker room. The door slammed behind you and you got pushed right against it.The four pairs of eyes that you actually no longer wanted to see were now right in front of you.

Oikawa who was still pressing you against the door let you go slowly to take a step back, to your surprise. With an all too familiar grin, he looked down at you, just like the other three who were just a few steps behind Oikawa. Only now do you really realize how big they were again, how much stronger they were. You can just grab yourself so easily without you doing anything. "Lil cutieee." Oikawa said first. His voice made you tremble and crouch. You know exactly why they dragged you in here, but you couldn't have it that real. Iwaizumi, who so far has only been against one without comment Was leaning against the wall, with crossed arms, now pushed off to slowly approach you. "Can you still remember? Our little agreement? We want our price." What can you do It was hopeless, you were trapped in the wolves' den as a little rabbit. But you still had one option. Your gaze slid briefly next to you, where the door handle was. Oikawa hadn't locked it. You quickly grabbed the door handle and tear open the door to get out of this cave. But Iwaizumi must have noticed your gaze and no sooner had you opened the door than he reached for you and slammed the door with his foot. Your back was now pressed against his chest, and your hands were tied tightly to your body, his hands completely encircling you. "I would give myself up." He whispered in your ear. And with that your last hope was gone.

Matsukawa was now in front of you, to put his big hand around your cheek without comment. "Come on, you will surely like it bunny. "

His hand went deeper and deeper until he came to the edge of your t-shirt, which he pulled over your head after Iwaizumi slowly let go of you. They all stood around you like a hunter who had just caught his prey. Somebody loosened your bra from behind, and you were completely free of the upper body. Matsukawa quickly followed, pulling his turquoise white jersey with the number two over his head to show his well-toned upper body. But your hands were still shaking. Suddenly you were pulled along from behind. That someone turned out to be Oikawa, who sat down on a bench and positioned you with your back against his chest.

Hanamaki, who now crouched down in front of you, slowly took off your shoes and training pants, while Oikawa attacked your neck from behind. Unnoticed, you tilted your neck to give it more space. a slight giggle came from his mouth because he knew he had you. Your legs have now been spread apart after your underpants were also taken off. "Oh, already that wet arent you kitten?" Makki grinned with a knowing grin. The other two men had completely undressed in the meantime and were watching this happen while they lazily stroked their cocks up and down.

Makki's finger crossed your lips, which you feel a slight gasp. But Oikawa noticed it and raised his voice. "Oh our lil cutie, so excited for our cocks aren't you?" Your head shook, but the grip on your chest gave you a jerk. Makki lifted your legs to put them on his shoulders. THAT he was with his face right in front of you. You felt his hot breath against your core. And even though you were totally against this one, your hands ran through Makki's strawberry cake colored hair to get him to finally do something. and he knew what you wanted and started to work your cunt. His tongue wandered everywhere. He practically ate you up. But it was a wonderful feeling as Oikawa's hands wandered over your whole body. Little whimpering could no longer be suppressed. Oikawa's hand wandered until he put it around your neck to squeeze lightly, until he then slipped two of his fingers into your mouth and whispered softly in your ear, "Suck" and as obdiently as you were, you did it, which gave you a simple "Good Girl", but those simple words wandered down into your core, where Makki was just still eating until he looked up at some point, chin smeared, and an amused grin on his face. Oikawa's fingers now slid down to play with your cock lips until they sank into you with a jerk. To your despair you had to groan. It was useless, you should enjoy it. And this change probably all noticed, because your grin grew now. Oikawa's pace grew faster and more hectic until you were just a groaning bunch. And just as your walls spasmed uncontrollably around his fingers and your climax was approaching, until his fingers stopped and slipped out of you.

"O-Oi-Oikawa please" you whimpered. But he just giggled. "Its Tooru my lil bunny. But be a good girl and suck my fingers clean." And so you did. Your tongue swirled around his digits, until all was nice and clean. He got up slowly to get you on your feet, but the only shivering. As soon as you were on your feet you threatened to fall over, but Matsukawa caught you directly to lead you two to the ground. He leaned against a wall while positioning you on his thigh with his hands on your hips. The pressure against your cunt was so good that you couldn't stop grind slowly against his thigh. But you couldn't do it for long, because he held you tight with his iron grip. ,,issei! Please"

" I have something much better, kitten "With that he lifted you to slide you on his not exactly small penis in one go. Damn, not only its length was too much, from the middle it got thicker and thicker, and you didn't think you could manage everything, your hands were already pressing against his chest until you finally got to the base of his cocks. A loud sigh escaped you. But before you could even open your eyes again, he lifted you up again to lead you back down in a train.

And with that this knot of pleasure tore and your climax came with a jolt. Your eyes rolled backwards, a scream left your mouth, your body ran out of strength, and your head rested on Matssun's shoulder. But he was just getting started. He took your buttocks and now moved his hips with incredible speed. "I-Issei- I can't take it anymore please" you whined. "Oh come on, one more baby." And suddenly you felt a second figure appear behind you. Your head turned wearily to look at Makki's face. He positioned himself under your second hole. "Please no more no-" "Aw come on, bunny your gonna feel amazing, just relax alright?" And very slowly you felt how he was advancing, slower than Matssun, but the pain was there anyway. To be completely filled was a strange feeling, but it was still exciting in a way. This time at a slow pace they moved the two in and out. You felt the two next to each other, separated from just one wall. The knot grew again. Completely blown away in ecstasy, you did not notice how someone was standing next to you three until your hand, which until then was still on Issei's shoulder, was placed around a cock. It was the brown-haired wing spiker iwaizumi with a small grin around the corner of his mouth. "Don't mind helping me a little my dear?" Your senses were completely gone, but you tried to drive up and down with slow movements. Swear words and moans escaped him again and again. You looked at him, his lust contorted face, until your face was turned with one hand to the other side. Oikawa looked down at you, and you knew exactly what he wanted. In one go you took him up to your throat. But it wasn't enough, it was still a few centimeters You wanted to take your head back again and start a new attempt, but your head was held tight by Oikawa. While Matssun and Makki kept going out and in, and their thrusts became more and more targeted, you had to choke Oikawa's length. He tried to push the last few centimeters in.

"Come on baby, you can do it. Yeah just like that, FUCK!" his head leaned back while his hands were still in your - now - totally confused hair. ,, Youre doing so fine bunny, next time we will destroy Karasuno a second time, a-and fuck, and next time you should come on time. Alright? "The question was hypothetical because your mouth was still around his cock. Another hard nudge from Makki tightened your throat and Oikawa howled loudly.

" Fuck do that again. " And so you did, because you didnt want to make him angry, not in that position that your in right now. Your head was finally let go. The spit ran from your mouth down to your chin to your bust. "You look so beautiful, our lil cumslut." Matssun growled, while he used a harder and faster pace with Makki. They came closer and closer to their climax, because you felt them twitching inside you. And you too came closer and closer The pressure that Matssun now put on your clit almost bursts your knot. Only a small piece was missing. "Plea-Please, I-Issei, Makki, I wanna cum please!" Did you cry now? You will regret it in retrospect, but you didn't care about anything at the moment, because the climax was within reach. Makki came first, and sank his seeds in a hard thrust in you, and waited a while until he was sure that every mililiter was in you. Now Matssun could lift you up slightly to hammer into you. The knot burst, the tears just ran from your eyes. "Too much, too much" you mumbled, due to the overstimulation. After a short time Issei came deep inside you and also made sure not to waste a mililiter. After Issei pulled herself out of you, you felt so empty. It was embarrassing, what would Dachi Kyooko or even suga say? They would cast you out. You are sleeping here with four of their arch enemies. Especially one of them, they probably all hated. You had never told them what you and Oikawa were too embarrassed about you the whole thing. And now see where you have landed. While you were not only crying from the overstimulation on the cold floor of the locker room and the cum of the two men just ran out of you, two strong arms lifted you up. But he just picked you up while he whispered in your ear: "Oh one round baby, you cant let us two all high and dry hmm?" And with that you were put on Oikawa who looked at you with a big grin. " Please, I cant tak it anymore guys.

But the two ignored your protests and penetrated you at the same time.

"Oh you can, and you will." Oikawa said while he slipped into you. Your whimper could be heard outside but there was definitely nobody there, the games are over and everyone is gone.

Your hands pressed against Oikawa's chest as you continued to protest. "Oika-" But you didn't get far because he muted you with a hard thrust.

"Call me right princess."

"Tooru, please."

,, Good girl, your so brave. come on we make it fast hmm? "

And that's where real hell began. The two went in and out alternately. Building the third orgasm was bad. You felt everything. Every vein of its length penetrating your walls. While you were wondering where they got all their power from, Oikawa pulled you down to share a lovely, almost beautiful kiss with you, but you knew what was behind this facade. The devil himself, with three helpers by his side. his tongue rammed into your mouth and quickly got the more dominant one.

When Iwaizumi also marked your neck, you had to groan again. The grip of iwaizumi on your hip got tighter, and you are sure that it would leave its mark tomorrow. After they both broke up, their pace picked up again. However, when Oikawa briefly repositioned himself a little, he hit exactly this point with the next hit, the point that got you around every time, and made you see stars. Of course, Oikawa noticed this immediately and rammed into it with all his strength.

a loud fuck escaped you while you felt the two getting closer and closer. Their lengths twitched in you. Your climax was probably not far away either, but you weren't really excited about it. He will rob your last strength that was left to you. "Fuck your so tight-" Oikawa hissed now, until you felt the final snap and the load he send inside of you.

And right after Iwas fast snap of his hips your knot of lust loosened and pelted down on you twisted, your strength that somehow left you on top went from you and with that you hit oikawa's shoulder. Your arms and legs were shaking, and you only felt Iwa pulling out of you. He must have come too. Your senses are like Blown away, you only felt the cold ground below you after Oikawa got up. You should also walk slowly, you didn't want to be around this monster any more, but your legs were shaking, so you read yourself on the bench fall, cum slowely dripping out of you. ,, Princess get these on, you don't want our gift to be lost. " He threw your underpants at you, but you'd rather wash yourself. He noticed your reluctance and raised his voice. ,,Now" With trembling hands you put on all your clothes, but Oikawa didn't throw you your top but his white turquoise jersey with the number 1.

,, uhm, Tooru, you gave me your top. "

He just laughed. ,, Of course honey, everybody should see who you belong to. Since you knew that there would be no point in protesting, you put on the slightly too large jersey.

"Oh you look adoreable!" But you just felt how all the cum flowed out of you. He put an arm around you to leave the lockeroom with you. The others are probably already before. But when you got closer to your team , they looked angrily at the one standing next to you, then at the all-too-familiar top what you were wearing.

,,Sorry people i spilled water on my top and then slipped. Luckily Oi- "you noticed the slight pressure on your hip, a sign." Tooru there. " you looked up at him with your eyes until he spoke.

"Oh yeah, your little manager chan is very clumsy, better take care of her." As he turned to leave, he whispered in your ear without anyone seeing, "Next time, you will come twice as much princess . We will not lose. " And with that he disappeared, leaving you alone with the team, while thousands of thoughts buzzed through your head about how you could escape him.

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sharkbait77 · 3 years

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The Singer (Marcus Pike x f!reader)

Chapter Three

Warnings: Mention of food/alcohol, language, pure fluffy fluffiness (I'm such a softie I'm sorry 😭)

W/C: 4.2k

A/N: Notes at the bottom! And I'm running out of gifs to use of scruffy faced Marcus. I'm gonna have to shave him soon 👀 I hope you enjoy our soft boi in this chapter! 🥰

Just as a reference if you need help understanding the different formats:

«Phone conversation on their end»

Thoughts

Text messages

Song mentioned:

Chapter Two | Chapter Four

The Singer Masterlist

Gif by me! Yes it's Teresa but it still fits & I only care that it's his hand lol

«Oh my god, I'm melting!» Celina yells in her phone enthusiastically. You giggle as you wait for her eagerness to calm down.

You had barely taken your shoes and jacket off after getting inside your apartment when you immediately dialed up Celina's number to tell her about the night. You feel like you're having an out of body experience. Sure, your heart is still guarded and unfortunately, you'll most likely have your doubts throughout the relationship, but you truly feel like this could go somewhere. You want to give yourself that chance and allow Marcus to help heal your heart, maybe doing the same for him in return.

"So he's picking me up on Saturday and I'm freaking out a little," you say and chew on the skin around your nail beds.

«Why? Don't be! Just treat it like how you did tonight!» She encourages.

"But it's a legitimate date this time, I have to do my hair and makeup perfectly and find the perfect outfit and-"

«Girl, have you seen your closet? You have nothing but perfect outfits!» She teases and you chuckle, lowering your fingers from your mouth.

«You don't need to try to be perfect hun, just be yourself! Be the girl he has already seen in front of him.» You smile at her heartfelt words. «I bet he's already in love with you!»

"Okay, you're not helping!" You laugh, placing your hand on your forehead. "I'll talk to you later, I'm going to try and get some sleep. I'll probably be calling you on Saturday so I can freak out some more."

You say your goodbyes and hang up, sinking yourself into your couch and smiling widely. Your head is buzzing from a sugar rush, but you can't tell if it's because of the pancakes or because of Marcus. You walk to the kitchen to make some sleepytime tea, hoping it'll relax your nerves enough for you to get some shut eye.

* * * *

You take a shower and climb into your comfy pajamas and the tea works its magic as you relax on your plush bed, surrounding yourself with pillows and your soft blanket enveloping you in warmth. Your eyes get heavy and you feel yourself on the brink of sleep when you hear your phone vibrate on the nightstand. You try to ignore it, but it vibrates again and you figure it's Celina probably sending you a funny video. Your curiosity gets the better of you and you reach over to grab your phone, the brightness from the screen stinging your eyes from the time they had adjusted to the darkness. You blink a few times until you can see the screen clearly.

555-9057: Hi Dulce :)

555-9057: Made it home. I had a great time :)

You bite your lip and smile at the messages on your lock screen, heat flashing through your head seeing him call you the nickname you gave yourself in his phone. And just like that, you're wide awake again. You unlock your phone and before you can type a reply, he sends another message.

555-9057: It's Marcus btw

Marcus groans to himself as he sends that last message. What the hell was that? Of course she knows it's you. Dumbass. He watches the screen and holds his breath when he sees the text bubbles pop up and he waits nervously for your reply.

Dulce💋: I'm glad you specified! Right after you dropped me off another guy took me out for dulce de leche pancakes and I also penned myself as Dulce in his phone 🤭

He chuckles out loud in the quiet atmosphere of his apartment, the sound bouncing against the walls and reverberating around the living room. Damn, she's good.

555-9057: Okay okay you got me, don't have to be so mean :P

So he's a classic emoji kind of guy, you smile as you make a note and file it in the little 'Marcus Pike' folder in your brain. You hit his phone number and tap the plus symbol to make a new contact in your phone. For some reason, you find yourself struggling as you try to figure out what to put his contact name as.

Agent Cutie

Nope, delete.

Agent Pike

What are you, his secretary? Delete delete.

Marcus

Should I put an emoji? Which one? Can't be a heart. You are seriously overthinking this.

Marcus Pike

Yeah, okay. I guess.

Me: Why did it take so long to get home? Do you live far?

Marcus Pike: It was about 30 min from your place :) not too bad

Thirty minutes?! Great, now I feel bad.

Dulce💋: Wth if I had known I wouldn't have let you drop me off! 🙄

Me: Don't worry about it! I was more than happy to ;)

Shit shit shit I didn't mean the wink! Why are they right next to each other?! Do I say something? Oh god, way to go, you ruined it.

Dulce💋: Then I'll give you gas money!

Marcus takes a breath of relief when he sees that you sidestepped his accidental wink emoji. After he catches his breath, his phone chimes again.

Dulce💋: And I won't take no for an answer 😉

Okay, there's no way she sent that by accident. Is she flirting with me? Do I flirt back? Why are my hands so sweaty?

Dulce💋: It's time for bed, those pancakes made me sleepy 😴 good night Marcus ☺️ See you Saturday!

Marcus smiles to himself and he anticipates seeing you on Saturday. He sends you another text and walks to his restroom to take a quick shower before climbing in bed.

Marcus Pike: Can't wait :) good night!

There's no way you can sleep now, but you said good night for his sake; he had a long day at work, plus he took you out and then had a long drive home. You know he must be tired. Your heart races as you scroll through your short text conversation, rereading the messages and giggling softly.

Did he mean to wink? It was probably an accident, considering he types out emojis instead of using the newer, more convenient ones. You just couldn't help but send one back, though; hiding behind the screen helped you to flirt openly with him. You roll onto your side to face the TV on your dresser, turning on a true crime documentary and letting it eventually lull you to sleep.

* * * *

Saturday comes around quickly, much to your delight, but as you wander around your room looking at the many outfits you laid out on your bed, your dresser, even on your couch, the nerves set in fast. You pray to whoever’s listening that you don’t seize up when Marcus picks you up. Which is in fifteen minutes. You already have your hair and makeup done, all you need is to pick an outfit. Simple in theory. Just pick one! You chew your lip nervously out of habit before stopping as soon as you realize you probably just messed up the red lipstick you had applied earlier.

You rush to the bathroom mirror and sure enough, there's a bare spot on your bottom lip and the lipstick has transferred to your front teeth. You groan in frustration and grab a makeup wipe to carefully remove the ruined lipstick and you brush your teeth again until it's all gone. You reapply the same shade of red, pleasantly surprised with yourself that it came out better than the first time. You take a deep breath and try to calm down, telling yourself that the first outfit you land your eyes on will be the one you wear. You count down from three in your head and enter your bedroom.

Okay, maybe not that one. You decide to close your eyes and try again. When you open your eyes, they land on a different outfit. Not that one either. You sigh harshly through your nose. Why is this so hard? You walk over to your nearly empty closet for the umpteenth time and your eyes catch on to a dress hidden in the corner that you had surprisingly missed before. This one.

It's a spaghetti strapped, black, bodycon dress with a lace overlay, flowers printed on the fabric throughout. It hugs your body in all the right places, reaching down to your knees, and you take a look in the floor length mirror next to your dresser as you put on your black, open-toed heels, smiling brightly as you feel confidence shooting through your veins.

Adrenaline gets mixed in as soon as you hear a knock on your door. Five on the dot. You grab your black cardigan and purse off the couch and open the door, your breath taken away by the handsome man in front of you. He's carrying a box of chocolates and it fumbles in his hands, nearly falling once his wide eyes see you. He looks at you from head to toe, making your heart race as you feel heat rushing over your body in line with his gaze and you shift your weight from side to side anxiously.

"Wow," he says breathlessly, unable to say anything afterwards.

"Wow yourself," you smile, looking over his own outfit: a navy blue suit and a black, button up shirt underneath, paired with black dress shoes. He slicked his hair back and cleaned up his beard slightly. He really is a gorgeous man.

"Uh," he stutters and glances to the box in his unknowingly tight grasp. "These are for you," he smiles shyly as he hands you the chocolates.

"Thank you," you say, giggling at the indents his fingers made on the sides of the box and you turn around to leave them on your entryway table.

You turn back to face him and see his eyes look up quickly and you wonder if you just caught him staring at your bottom. Your suspicion is confirmed when his cheeks flush pink. You laugh softly and he holds his arm out to you.

"Ready?" He asks and you can hear the nervousness in his voice.

You nod and link your arm in his, letting him help you down the stairs. You're starting to love the way his arm hugs yours as you walk and the warmth of his body mixing with yours. Your footsteps even sync up together in a slow cadence. He walks you to his car, letting you hold your weight with his arm as you slowly lower in the seat, your movement restricted by your tight dress and high heels.

You thank him once you're seated, buckling your seatbelt, and he walks to his side, sitting down and starting the car. You notice the radio is on this time, playing at a low volume, and you think to yourself that he probably only forgot to turn it on last time.

The aura is tense in the car, both of your nervous energies dancing in the air together to the music. You try to think of something to say, resorting to looking through your mental file of basic conversation starters. The weather? No, too basic. Say something about the music. No-

"You look really beautiful," Marcus finally breaks the silence. Your head snaps up to look in his direction and you share a smile, thanking him and returning the compliment.

He takes his eyes off the road for a couple of seconds to look at you with a soft smile and turns his attention back to driving straight. He would keep his eyes on you if he could, but he'd rather not get into a car accident and ruin the night. So he just waits patiently until the next moment he can steal a glance. He takes a peek at you while you're stuck at a red light and he sees you picking at your cuticles nervously. He rubs his clammy palm on his pant leg, hoping to dry up any sweat present as much as possible. Before he can think twice about it, he reaches his hand over to grab yours.

Your heart jumps in your throat from the action and you look down in shock at his large hand covering yours completely. The blood rushes to your cheeks; his hand is rough from work, but soft and gentle enough that it's not uncomfortable. And warm. So warm. You stop picking your cuticles immediately, now memorizing the fine wrinkles in his hand and the ridges on his knuckles.

"Are you okay?" He asks, not moving his hand from your lap as he starts driving again.

"Yeah," your voice makes an embarrassing harmony, splitting in two different octaves from disuse. You swallow some saliva to lubricate your vocal cords and try speaking again.

"I'm just a little nervous," you admit.

His hand is still resting on top of yours; you're not sure if you should open your hand up to face your palms together and hold his hand as well. Alas, you take too long to make a decision and he pulls his hand away to grasp the steering wheel, bracing for a left turn.

"Please don't be nervous," he smiles with his pearly white teeth and it only makes you more nervous. How is he this handsome?

"It's just me," he adds as he pulls up to the restaurant, putting the car in park and removing the key from the ignition.

"'Just you'?" You quote him inquisitively. He nods and you shake your head with a small chuckle.

"What?" He chuckles with you.

"It's not 'just you' though, is it?" You reply softly.

You wonder if he's uncertain of himself and his ability to make women — i.e. you — weak in the knees. He seems oblivious to it and it makes him all the more charming to you. You see his eyebrows furrow and before he can ask what you mean, you turn to open the car door.

"Wait," he tells you, rushing out of his seat and over to you to help you out.

You wanted to manage it yourself, but you know you must look ridiculous with how bad you're struggling to get out of the car. He chuckles at the sight once he's on your side and he holds his arm out. You hold onto his forearm tightly and pull yourself upward as he lifts you as well until you're firmly planted on your feet.

"Maybe this dress wasn't a good idea after all," you giggle.

"I think it was," he flirts and you look away as you smile shyly.

You walk together up the steps to the front of the restaurant and Marcus apologizes for not warning you about the stairs. You tell him not to worry and though you can feel the ache in the arches and heels of your feet, you don't complain. He holds the door open for you and you walk in, your eyes instantly catching on the glimmering, crystal chandelier hanging in the waiting area. The lights are dimmed in an amber glow and there are pillars with intricate carvings and vines wrapped around the stone throughout the entirety of the establishment.

You gasp to yourself; this place must be expensive. How did you go from pancakes at grandma's house to a fancy, Italian restaurant like this? Your ears catch the sounds of a violin, but it's too close to just be playing from a speaker. Sure enough, you look further into the restaurant and see a man in a suit playing a violin. A live violinist?! Marcus joins your side again and notices the look of astonishment on your face.

"What's wrong?" He asks and you jerk your head to look at him, not even realizing he was standing next to you.

"Marcus, this looks like it's going to be really expensive."

You whisper in his ear so you don't offend any of the staff members and the height from your heels allows you to reach his head a little better now. The hot breath from your mouth tickles his ear and a bolt of arousal shoots down his spine. He laughs it off and leans his mouth to your ear in return.

"I like to make a fuss," he says, the deep tone of his voice giving you goosebumps. "Don't worry about it," he says in his normal tone as he stands up straight again.

The maître d' greets you two as you walk up to the host stand and Marcus gives the man his name for the reservation. The maître d' informs Marcus the table is not quite ready yet, adding that you're welcome to wait at the bar. Marcus looks at you to get your opinion; you say yes and Marcus lightly places his hand on the middle of your back, guiding you as you walk over to the bar top together. You take a seat in the soft barstool; it's easier to sit on since it's basically at standing height. Marcus removes his hand from your back to take a seat, his fingers gliding against the delicate lace of your dress across your spine and you shudder. Thankfully, it goes unnoticed.

The back of the bar is riddled with an assortment of different liquors, both American and Italian, and they're resting on lit up shelves. You look at the drink menu and your mouth opens in horror at the prices listed. This is definitely too much money. The bartender comes your way and Marcus orders a campari and grapefruit juice, immersing himself fully in the Italian culture. You say you'll stick with water and excuse it as you not feeling like drinking tonight. Marcus doesn't question it further.

The two of you comment on the decor of the restaurant, mainly the paintings hanging on the walls, and you mention that you love the lilies resting in the painted, ceramic vases and Marcus takes note of that fact. A waitress walks up to you and Marcus to let you know your table is ready and he finishes the last of his drink and stands, offering you his hand this time instead of his arm. You smile as you take it, your heart thumping in your chest as you let him guide you while you both follow the waitress.

The restaurant is bustling; heavy sounds of conversation and cutlery clinking on plates as you walk through what seems the entirety of the restaurant until the waitress leads you to a small, private patio. A round table is seated there, covered by a red tablecloth and adorned with a single, tall candlestick, burning a light glow. There's a cylindrical basket full of bread sticks and two water glasses, condensation running along the sides and onto the cloth. Marcus pulls your chair out for you, helping you to sit and scooting you in and sits down across from you. You hang your cardigan and purse on the back of your chair and take the menu the waitress is holding out to you.

You both thank her and she leaves, stating she'll be back soon to take your order. You marvel at the privacy Marcus planned for you two and you take a sip of your ice cold water, reveling in the relief washing through your dry throat. You flip open your menu; the options are minimal and are all expensive. You immediately scan for the cheapest dish: a $30 plate of chicken cacciatore. You feel guilty; you never want Marcus to break his bank trying to take you on a date. You glance at him and wonder why he would do all of this just for you. Did he really think you were that special?

You find yourself missing that little pancake diner and the time you shared there. There, you only felt the budding emotions consistent with a high school crush, but in this moment now, it's real life and mature adult feelings and you feel it much stronger in this environment. Marcus senses your mood change and leans forward to ask if you're okay, but he's interrupted by the waitress. You order the 'cheap' chicken cacciatore and he orders the tajarin al tartufo. Whatever that is.

"Why did you order the cheapest dish?" Marcus asks once the waitress leaves.

"Because I wanted to," you give him a sly smile to convince him otherwise, but he sees right through you, giving you a look of disbelief. You sigh.

"Because Marcus, it's too much money," you say sadly. "I mean, how much was it to get this private patio set up?"

"That's not important to me," he shakes his head. "This is our first proper date and I wanted to make it special."

Damn it. Why is he so thoughtful? And so damn cute?

"It's not that I don't appreciate it, I'm blown away by this, but I'm just... I'm not used to it," you pull your lips into your mouth slightly, mindful of your lipstick.

"Is that why you didn't order a drink?" He asks. You give him a lopsided frown and shrug your shoulders, your expression answering him instead of your words. He sighs and tilts his head to the side.

"I don't want you to worry about how much everything costs when you're with me; let me spoil you. You deserve it."

Let me spoil you. You deserve it. His words float around in your head, your eyes filling with fondness at the thought. You didn't think you deserved to be spoiled; your ex made sure of that much. It's exhilarating to say the least; this man you barely know ready to do anything for you at any time. But you like it, and you think in time, you could learn to love it. Learn to love him. You blink wildly and you inconspicuously shake your head at that last thought.

It was definitely way too soon to be thinking like that and it scared you that it entered your mind at all. It must be the ambiance of the restaurant. You think about how you should protect yourself in case this takes a wrong turn and you debate on placing that in the priority spot in your mind. Marcus can see you fighting your own thoughts and he tries to lighten the mood.

"I also might be trying to impress you for real now," he smiles.

You chuckle and shake your head. Marcus thinks to himself how beautiful you look under the moonlight that's shining through the glass awning above your heads, face lit up by the glowing candle. He can't stop his mouth from saying what he wants to say, not in this romantic atmosphere.

"I think you're a wonderful, beautiful woman and... I really like you," he adds, reaching across the table for your hand and you let him hold it, tangling your fingers with his.

You're positive he can feel your pulse through your fingers or hear your heart pounding, the blood whooshing in your ears muffling any other sounds from coming in. As much as you want to protect yourself, the look in his eyes only draws you in and you can't hide the truth from him or yourself, your confession spoken out loud for the first time for you both.

"I like you, too, Marcus." He smiles happily at you.

There must be something in the water here.

"Do you think it would be okay to keep this up?" He asks, meaning the dates, and you can't stop your head from nodding yes and you give him a sweet smile.

Marcus lets go of your hand, letting his rest in front of him and you take a deep breath, trying to shake your nerves from the exchange that just took place between you. You grab a bread stick and attempt to take a small bite; you and Marcus laugh together as your small bite accidentally turns into a big one, the stick breaking in the wrong place and leaving a large chunk of bread hanging from your mouth. Of course, leave it to something awkward happening to you to break the tension. But anything to see his face come together in joyous laughter.

* * * *

"Thank you again Marcus, that was actually very delicious," you say while Marcus begins the drive back to your apartment. "I see why it was so expensive." He hums in agreement; his smile hasn't left his face since the restaurant.

You listen closely to the new song that comes on the radio, trying to make out the tune until it gets louder and you realize it's "At Last" by Etta James.

"I love this song," you say under your breath. Marcus hears you and turns up the volume slightly, earning a bright smile from you. You look back out the window and sing the lyrics softly.

At last, my love has come along,

My lonely days are over

And life is like a song.

Marcus's heart races as he listens to the lyrics being sung by you and they hit a little too close to his heart. You don't realize at first the meaning behind them, only enjoying singing along.

At last, the skies above are blue

My heart was wrapped up in clover,

The night I looked at you.

You now realize the words are identical to how you feel. You wonder if you're falling too fast for Marcus. This was only your second date and there is still so much to learn about each other. You have a whole past to open up about, which will be a defining moment for your relationship. But as you look over at Marcus and you feel the tender organ in your chest beating fast, you think to yourself that it can't get much better than this. What's the harm in trying?

Chapter Two | Chapter Four

The Singer Masterlist

A/N: Okay just wanted to explain what Marcus ordered if you're interested! *DESCRIPTION OF FOOD/ALCOHOL COMING UP* I'm not an expert so correct me if I'm wrong! According to Google:

Campari is an Italian bitters made of fruit & herbs & you usually mix it with juice or club soda (hardcore Italians drink it straight up) & it's a pre-meal drink

Tajarin al tartufo is an egg pasta, made with more egg whites than traditional egg pastas, & topped with white truffle. Idk it sounded fancy & expensive 😂

Also, here's their outfit inspos! Just a couple of things I described differently like his shirt being black & her dress having lace instead of mesh.

Ofc Marcus in this suit 🥵 I copied the description lol

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yunhowhoitiss · 4 years

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𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥)

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𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, best friends to lovers au

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: lately, your heart seems to beat faster when you spend time with your childhood best friend San. he doesn’t feel the same... right?

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: there’s some swearing! and kithes

𝐫𝐞𝐪: “Hey! first of all I love your writing! I was wondering if you could write something with San, like best friend to lovers, I’d love to read something very fluff cause I’m in need for cuddles Thanxx”

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You and San had been friends since elementary school after meeting in class one morning. You just transferred and were very obviously having a hard time getting to know anyone. When your teacher announced that you were pairing up to make arts and crafts, you were far from elated. But when a skinny boy with a dimpled smile offered you a strawberry sweet and his companionship, you couldn’t refuse. Even now, a little over a decade later, you still made arts and crafts together every once in a while. It was your own little tradition: you made muffins, walked a block down to San’s house, and bonded over creative activities in his living room. San always forgot about the crafting and pigged out on your muffins, but you enjoyed your time together regardless.

“Sannie, could you pass me the glitter?” Your eyes were scanning the wooden, rectangular box in front of you, getting ready to decorate it to your heart’s content. San was equipped with his own heart-shaped box, and he looked through the various materials scattered across the table. He spotted a container of holographic glitter, passing it to you without a second thought. His cat, Byeol, was currently seated in your lap, purring for no particular reason. It was a sunny Saturday afternoon, and San had taken time off work to spend time with you. He did this regularly for special occasions, but today wasn't an important date so you briefly wondered why he wanted to hang out so suddenly. You'd never admit it, but you were becoming increasingly aware of the butterflies that tickled your stomach every time he laughed, or the stifling heat that enveloped you when you watched him dance on stage. So when he called you late one night, asking if you were available this weekend, you had trouble hiding your excitement.

You were currently glueing glitter to your box, aiming for a holographic look, and waited for your glue to dry. Lifting your head, you observed San working on his own box. Why is he so focused? Usually, he forgets all about the arts and crafts. And why the hell is the box a heart? Your eyes lingered on his slouched form; he was deeply concentrated on painting the box a rosy pink, using slow, careful strokes. You spotted a smudge on his cheek, and without thinking, you reached out to wipe it off.

"You klutz- we just started and you're already making a mess of yourself." you tried to sound concerned, but the chuckle in your words betrayed you. San, on the other hand, was staring blankly at your face. His cheeks felt white-hot and he was sure the redness of his ears would give him away. Confused, you stared back at him, questioning his unusual reaction.

"You good, San?" you laugh, "You look like you're about to pass out."

"Yeah, uh, I'm good. Don't do that again- it's gross," San feigned disgust. You teasingly stuck out your tongue at him as if to say you couldn't care less. He cleared his throat and went back to painting his box. Deciding to brush it off, you looked down at the cat perched in your lap. Your fingers migrated to her ears, petting and scratching her fur. She purred into your hand, and you smiled fondly.

*click*

Your head whipped up at the sound of a camera shutter, and you caught San smiling at his phone.

"San- you son of a bitch," You automatically lunged across the table in an attempt to grab his phone and delete the picture he took, but he held it out of your reach. He smirked, enjoying teasing you too much for your liking. That's when you noticed just how close you'd gotten to him, holding yourself up on the table with one hand while your other hand held on to his wrist. Barely a couple of centimetres of space separated your faces; you could feel the rhythmic tickle of San's breath fanning your lips. Still frozen, San managed to break the palpable awkwardness.

"You're cute- uh, I mean in the picture- the picture is cute," he stuttered.

"Oh, um- thanks?"

You swallowed. Hard. You were tempted to just throw all caution to the wind and kiss him right where he sat, but your body pulled back and got back in your seat.

Nearly an hour later, you were both wordlessly working on your projects; the atmosphere felt uncomfortable, but there was a spark somewhere that you just couldn't pinpoint. You wondered if he felt that way too. As you lifted your gaze to take a look at what San was making, you note that he finished decorating his box and was now scribbling a note of some sort. You kept your thoughts to yourself and started polishing your box. Is it for his sister? or is it a love letter? Who is he writing for? Your heart felt heavy as you thought of the possibility of San having feelings for someone else, but you figured you'd love him anyway- friends or not. Out of the blue, San broke the silence.

"Hey, y/n, I'm gonna go get some snacks from the convenience store. Want to come with?" he asked you as he grabbed his wallet. Of course, he didn't actually need to ask you because he knew your favourite snack already, but it never hurt to try.

"Nah, I'm good. Just get me whatever." You smiled at him. With that, he was out the door, telling you he'd be back soon.

Before you knew it, the sun cast a golden glow everywhere it could reach, and the clouds were painted a soft orange. You were curled up and napping on the couch; you had fallen asleep whilst waiting for your best friend to come back from the convenience store. Too deep in your slumber, you didn't hear the front door open again. San was about to yell that he was home but quickly shut up when he saw you laying on the couch, your chest rising and falling steadily.

"Well look who fell asleep," he cooed to no one in particular.

Gently dropping the bag of snack he'd bought on the ground, he tip-toed towards where you slept, careful not to startle you. San knelt by the couch to drink in your features. He didn't know when you'd become so beautiful, and when he started to feel his stomach flip every time he heard your voice, but he was sure of it now. Your eyes were closed and a tranquil expression laced your features. You were breathtaking, even when you were asleep. He reached out to touch your cheek but stopped in his tracks when your eyes fluttered open.

"Oh, Sannie, you're back," you muttered sleepily.

"Uh, yeah, I'm back." He quickly retracted his hand from your face, pretending to scratch his neck. His thoughts were running wild. This is your moment, San. Say it. It's now or never.

"Y/n."

"Yeah?" you responded, finally sitting up to look down at his crouching form.

"I have something for you," he stood up abruptly and dashed to where you were doing arts and crafts earlier. He came back holding his heart-shaped box.

"San, what-"

"Shut up and open it," You shot him a half-hearted glare. "Please," he added, rolling his eyes. You dropped your gaze to the box now in your lap, almost afraid to open it. You fingered the latch, struggling to open it due to the dried paint, but managed to snap it open. You hear San's breath hitch. In the box lies a strawberry sweet, one you recognize from your childhood; San had given it to you when you first met. You grinned and unwrapped the piece of candy, popping it in your mouth. San was still uncharacteristically silent. You spot writing in the candy wrapper, and look up at San before reading it. He was chewing on his bottom lip, obviously nervous, and it didn't help calm your own nerves either. The note read,

I love seeing you smile, but I love it even more when I'm the reason behind it.

A smile tugged at the corners of your lips, widening by the second. You got an idea.

"Stand up," you commanded. San's eyes widened, scared he made the wrong decision. He stood up slowly, wary of what you'd do next. You got to your feet, now standing face to face with San. You took his hand and laced your fingers with his, watching his face go red. After making sure he didn't seem uncomfortable, you did something you never thought you would get the chance to do. You leant forward, eyes lingering on his lips, and San got so impatient he just met you halfway.

You kissed.

Your lips were on his. They moulded together all too perfectly. His lips were soft, like mochi, you thought. You hummed, satisfied at the outcome of your bold action. San could taste the strawberry sweetness on your lips. He deepened the kiss, eager for more, bringing his hand to the nape of your neck.

You kissed.

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thebraingremlinsaremad · 3 years

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Daily Blog #15: August 22, 2021

Dollar Tree is honestly pretty fucking awesome 👌👌👌

I set my alarm for like 6:25 this morning, but it took 6 minutes for the "Horsin' Around" theme song instrumental to wake me up. I was pretty tired lol. I just dismissed it and went back to sleep.

I only went back to sleep because I knew I had another alarm set for 7:00. That got me up.

I should mention that this was still in the RV over an hour away from the house.

After I got up, I went to go get a shower, and did so successfully.

Unfortunately, I had forgotten my brush this time and had to do it afterwards after my hair had a bit of time to dry, which did make it a little more difficult lol.

I got dressed and grabbed my stuff, putting it into my car.

I made it a point to see and say "see you later" to my grandparents before I left for the flea market.

My dad insisted that I stayed to say goodbye to my mom, so I left.

I did NOT have cell service up there, as was mentioned in my previous 2 blogs of which I could only post today, so finding my way was a tiny bit difficult until I got some service to ask Google to take me to "...".

It worked and I got there.

On my drive, I listened to 1 by Simple Kid, a CD I had previously purchased at a Dollar Tree location.

I got a call from the guy at the flea market saying that I had some people there waiting for me. He asked how far away I was, to which I said "about 10 minutes." Ironically, that call made me miss my exit, as Google couldn't talk during the call, and added about 3 minutes to my arrival time lmao.

I did sell the Xbox that he said someone was interested in. I got $40 for it. I spent 27¢ on it. Pretty good return if you ask me.

I couldn't sell it with anything other than a power cord because the controller and AV cables I had been using to play it there were for my personal console. I'm just glad I can actually hook my Xbox up and stop having to drag them to the flea market along with a small library of games.

Not too long after I sold the Xbox, someone came in and asked if I wanted to see some electronics he had in his car. I went out with him. It was a pair of 3ft speakers and a Pioneer audio system with dual cassette decks (although neither of them works) and a 25 Disc CD-changer, as well as the standard AM/FM tuner. Additionally, there was a Fisher amplifier and AM/FM tuner as well as a Fisher Direct Drive turntable. He said he wanted $60 for em, but before that he casually, and probably accidentally, dropped that he was just gonna take em to the thrift store.

Big mistake.

I got em for $35 lmao. THERE GOES MOST OF MY PROFIT.

Oh well.

I tested everything. As I mentioned, the cassette decks don't work, but everything else does apart from the turntable needing a new stylus.

I posted some new photos of the shop to Facebook, and someone soon DMed me about a stereo system.

I priced everything, and it turns out I have about $300 worth of equipment from that deal, the Fisher amp and tuner being worth about $150.

The buyer will hopefully show up next weekend, for he wants to buy the Fisher stuff ($185 with the turntable), the 3ft speakers, an 8-track deck, and a Kenwood deck we've had for a week or two.

The speakers are listed for $50 (and are worth around $100-150), the Kenwood Deck for $50 as well, and the 8-track for $35. That makes it about $320 in equipment. Since he's buying so much, I'll knock it down to $270 and essentially give him the speakers or cassette deck for free lol.

Apart from that stuff, not much happened at the flea market. I sold some records, cassettes, CDs and I think 2 DVDs. One person bought a VHS tape? That money was the other guy's though. Oh well xD.

I can't say that I didn't miss my wonderful partner while on the trip. I actually brought along the stuffed animal they gave me (who's name is Greg) and snuggled with him both nights.

I was very happy to hear from them UwU.

They let me rant and I let them rant.

I honestly give them too much responsibility over me xD. I'm like, "Okay, I'm gonna do this. HOLD ME TO IT."

I know I can't hold myself to anything I personally say (this blog being the only exception apparently), but I listen to them pretty well I think 🤔. If they tell me, "No, you don't need that VCR," so long as it's not some weird specialty thing, like a worldwide VCR 🥵, I'll be like "Yeah, you rite bro."

I love you man xD. You control my craziness pretty well. I'm so thankful for you UwU.

#relationshipgoals

So part way through the flea market day, I went over to Dollar Tree to buy some snack, but ended up looking through the CDs to see if there was anything good. I took photos of about 18 CDs and flipped through them online for the remainder of the flea market day.

I deleted the photos of the ones I didn't want and kept those that I liked. Surprisingly, I ended up buying 13 CDs there, but not before dropping them on the floor like the dumbass I am.

Also, sorry for all the nerd shit I spilled on your lap earlier. No one cares about amps and tuners xD.

I'M LISTENING TO ONE OF THE DOLLAR TREE CDS RIGHT NOW THO.

I already transferred over to my online library on iBroadcast and put the disc into my CD changer, which is now holding 164 CDs.

Its max capacity is 300 discs 🥵

WHY AM I NERD

Oh well

I like being a nerd gurl

Also maybe a technosexual 👀

I get really excited over some electronics. Like. REALLY excited.

Some editing VCRs are like "Holy shit that is SEXY. Look at those goddamn VU meters 🥵. And hhhh there are like 7 inputs on this thing and individual controls for left and right audio gain, not to mention Hi-Fi S-VHS recording. Hhhhhhhhhhh please gimme 😭. Why are you so expensive?"

I uh, mean, uh, *cough* look, pretty lights.

Oh yeah, I was gonna say the album I was listening to xD. MAN I GOT SIDETRACKED.

It's 37 Everywhere by Punchline. Def give it a listen; it's pretty heccin good.

Another notable album I picked up was Page One by Steven Page. I very much like the first track, "A New Shore." It's quite catchy and he has a great voice imo.

Also at dollar tree, I bought a regular bag of Fieras and 2 bags of Fieras Sticks, which were marked down to 75¢/bag because they're expiring soon.

I honestly like the generic Dollar Tree version of Takis more than actual Takis. They're a lot more flavorful when it comes to the lime, but also hotter at the same time.

Don't get the hot nacho ones tho. Hot nacho? More like hot pile of shit.

HAH

Goteem.

They're not that good xD.

THE REGULAR ONES ARE FIRE THO

"How do you do fellow kids?"

I got home and started working on putting the CDs onto my computer, and then onto iBroadcast, but not without first adding The Music Man to my digital library, something I had neglected for a month or two. The CD had just been sitting there lol.

I also switched my digital file for "The Black Parade" to that of the uncensored CD, which I had purchased before I event started working over 2 months ago.

MAN I'M LAZY

I eventually get around to shit tho lol. I guess it's just a matter of priority.

What usually takes priority is digging through everything to find something that I forgot about but then remembered, making a mess in the process that I would then have to clean up, at least partially.

I think the album just ended. I've been writing for a while xD. I'ma start "I Made You Something" by The Island of the Misfit Toys.

I'll tell you where that album came from in a minute.

In the meantime, where was I?

I kinda lost my train of thought despite reading up to see where I was. Oh well. On I go.

I ate dinner and kept working on those CDs, eventually putting my clothes from the week into the washer.

I FORGOT TO PUT MY SHAPING UNDERWEAR IN. FUCKING HELL MAN.

I wanted to wash em for this week 😭

No tight pants for Leonna I guess qwq.

Meanwhile, the box of my CD album cases is overflowing. I need another box.

I keep all of the album artworks in a big CD folder. That's almost full.

I wanna fill my entire CD changer. That's one of my big goals in life. Idk why, but I just wanna legitimately fill the entire thing.

My clothes are in the dryer now. I don't think I have the time (or energy) to fold them tonight. I'll leave that for tomorrow morning before work.

And God. Fucking. Damnit. I start school again on Wednesday. NOT looking forward to that, and neither are my 2 coworkers. We already have low enough staff, but only the two of them working is gonna be a pain in the ass.

I'll still work Saturdays.

I need to contact my guidance counselor to get out of the gym class I signed up for. I scheduled this shit before I found out I was trans, and I don't wanna deal with the fucking locker room situation 🙄 I have far more important matters.

Okay so anyway, the album I'm listening to came from a cassette. I bought this cassette a few months ago at the flea market along with a few others. The reason I bought them? They were all newer cassette releases from the 2010's, and they're all actually pretty good music from very indie bands.

Currently getting mad at iBroadcast's compression algorithm. It's unnaturally fucking anything over -10db up. Oh well, there's not really anything I can do about it.

I have like 13GB of music on my phone btw. That's about 3.5k songs on 268 albums.

I'm kind of an audiophile, but I'm too cheap to pay for a lossless service. Oh well.

They do actually have a lossless service on iBroadcast, but once again, too cheap.

Someone just sent me a friend request who legitimately posted that BLM and the democratic party are hate groups.

BLOCK.

Goodbye ho.

I don't get that. They call the democratic party a hate group when they hate people like me, and I, being more of a democrat although not fully because the 2-party system is fucked, think nothing more of them than they're very wrong about certain things, especially, as shown, that black people, as well as asian, Indian, native, and people of all ethnicities and backgrounds, are not equal to white people.

Yeh.

Totally.

You go buddy.

Anyway, yeah, I can, and do, convert music and video from analog formats to digital files in order for me to archive and listen to whenever and wherever I please. I've actually made a bit of a business out of it, but I don't get too much work from it. At least I'm not overloading myself xD.

I honestly have so much more to say, but I should probably go to sleep soon.

A few final shoutouts to the following people and companies:

-Dollar Tree

-Steven Page

-Broken World Media

-The Island of Misfit Toys

-Simple Kid

-Punchline

-My incredible partner QwQ I love you so much. Thanks for being the best all the time. I hope I can give you the best life ever.

Anyway I suppose this is goodnight. Lmk if you want a full list of the CDs I bought today! I'll link that song by Steven Page here.

And here's a good song from Simple Kid

I really like music lol. Enjoy these pieces.

Anyway, goodnight lol.

Lots of love,

-Leonna.

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lailarain · 4 years

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Warning: Spoilers for Danganronpa: The End of Hope's Peak High School:Despair Arc

(I'm watching for the first time)

We're back at it again, guys!

Also, yes, I've realized that I porbably should've watched Danganronpa 2.5 first, but I'll do that after Despair Arc

Episode 1:

Oh it's ponytail teacher lady🙂

NEW INTRO YEAH BABY

POTHEAD GUY I MISSED YOUUUU

FUYUHIKO, SONIA, MAHIRU, AND HIYOKO THE NOSTALGIAAAAAA

I'm only a few minutes in and I'm already dying of laughter from the dialogue😭

MIKAN I MISSED YOU

This ponytail teacher lady, istg😂😂😂😂😂

THE TEACHER HAS A BLADE WHY DOES THE TEACHER HAVE A BLADE

Okay where is Nagito he's the only reason I'm watching this🙄

"oH goD jUrAsSiC pArK"

IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS?

NEKOMARUUUU

Isn't that that one pervy chef?

Teruteru, that's pretty gay😀

AKANE HELLOOOOO

Soda the simp has arrived

GUNDHAM YES I MISS YOU SO MUCH😭😭😭😭

IBUKI MY GIRL

PEKO WHY'D YOU HAVE TO DIE I MISSED YOUUUU

NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO NAGITO YES

NAGITO'S LAUGH🥺🥺🥺

I fear this teacher😀

Wait....Mitirai...and the Ultimate Imposter......what the fuck is going on

HAJIME IS THAT YOU, MY BELOVED NON-SHAPE-KNOWING BOI

Awwwww he's hurt by what people say🥺

CHIAKI I MISSED YOU

Hajime, you DO have a talent. You're the Ultimate Nagito Magnet

Man, I'm probably not gonna get to see Hajime on screen a lot in this anime😔

Hey blonde bitch how ya doin

Okay we've officially seen the gang! Time for episode 2!

Episode 2:

"They're all good eggs" tell that to killing game nagito lol

Why the fuck are those two always fighting😭

"I'll have you know that we are training in real life combat conditions" "Oh in that case, knock yourself out"

This is why you don't take random glowing bottles from pervert chefs, kids.

NAGITOS JUST SITTING THERE SMILING LMAOOOOOOOO

Hajime looks so uncomfortable that a teacher is trying to have a casual conversation with him😂

Oh are they talking about the Kamakura project?

Gundam playing video games makes me so happy and idk why maybe because I love how dramatic he is lol

You ever like someone so much that when they do something as simple as speak you start freaking out at how awesome they are? Yea that's how I feel about Nagito.

ARE THEY PLAYING MARIO KART?!?!?!

why is the school rumbling GUNDHAM WHAT DID YOU DO

Nagito crying over the food lmaooooo

What did Akane sayyyy😀

NO ONE TOLD ME THIS WAS A HENTAI

WHAT THE FAWK IS GOING ON

Props to Fuyuhiko for being a man and stopping Kazuichi

Istg whatever they pay these voice actors clearly isn't enough

MIKAN WHAT DID YOU SAYYYYY NO ONEE TOLD ME YOU WERE A LESBIAN

I don't even know what to say about Nagito😳

CHIAKI JUST FUCKIN PUNCHED HIM

"I regret nothing"

Nagito's so wholesomely making everyone uncomfortable🥺

Chiaki and Hajime's relationship is soooo wholesome🥰

Episode 3:

Hajime has literally solved the murders of his friends 5 times, and he calls himself average🤨

Why are all the other Reserve Course students blue?

Wait isn't that blondie Fuyuhiko's sister?

Hajime being in the middle of these random girls fighting be like 👁👄👁

Okay I'm kinda scared to ship the green hair girl and Mahiru because they might be siblings

Hard to believe that this girl is my baby boi's sister. At least Fuyuhiko has the dignity to not randomly bully a girl for no reason

Okay I hope the FBI doesn't come to my door if these two are siblings but MAHIRU I SAW YOU BLUSH GIRL I SHIP IT

Thank god fuyuhiko understands that his sister is crazy

Hajime and Chiaki gaming together is so cute🥰

I hope Chiaki didn't just accidentally convince Hajime to do the Kamakura Project😀

The blonde just called her lovesick for Mahiru...I think we got non-related lesbians on our hands

Wait.....THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED IN TWILIGHT SYNDROME MURDER CASE WHAT THE FUCK

Okay I'm kinda starting to feel bad for the blondie

GREEN HAIRED GIRL KILLED HER HOLY FUCK THAT ESCALATED QUICKLY

Wait...if the green-haired girl didn't kill her...then who did?

Woah....why is the green-haired girl acting like that🤨

WAIT GREEN HAIR GIRL IS DEAD WHAT

Is this really how people normally treat Reserve Course Students? The discrimination is so unfair.

HOW DARE THIS BASTARD TOUCH MY PRECIOUS HAJIME😤

Oh so they're on a mission

Omfg Hajime don't you DARE think you're nothing and agree to be a lab rat I swear

FUCK NO HE AGREED

I am so close to crying rn😀

How's Chiaki gonna react to this😔

Episode 4:

Chiaki is sad aww🥺

Okay Nagito looking serious is NEVER a good sign

SHIT NAGITO FROWNED THAT'S NOT GOOD

Komaeda is so polite😌

Nagito.....what is Plan B😀

WHITE-HAIRED GIRL HOW YOU DOIN😁

Oh its other blonde boy and peach-haired bitch

WELL CLEARLY NAGITO'S LUCK AIN'T SHIT

HOLY SHIT NO😭

WAIT NAGITO SET UP FUCKIN BOMBS?!?! Man, I love my chaotic boi🥰

THEY SWITCHED BAGS TOO?!?!?

This is gonna be a huge shit show, isn't it?

POOR WHITE-HAIR GIRL SHE'S COMPLETELY INNOCENT😭😭😭

What the fawk😀

HOW IS HE SO CALM, JUST LIKE "I don't think that was a laxative😕"

NAGITO'S JUST TALKING BOUT HOW UNLUCKY HE IS WHILE ALL THIS SHIT IS GOING DOWN LMAOOO

WAIT SHE JUST SLAPPED HIM

YES TEACHER LADY YOU TELL HIM HOW FUCKIN AWESOME HE IS

Yay Komaeda won't get expelled😊

WAIT NO DON'T TRANSFER HER I LOVE HER NOOOOO

Uh yeah he did it all for yall 'cause he's fuckin nagito komaeda🤨

WAIT SHE'S GONNA COME BACK?!?!?! HOLY SHIT YES

Episode 5:

Poor Mitirai🥺

yeah, see? This is why I relate to Mitirai. ANIMATION IS FUCKIN MAGICAL.

Thank GOD. I thought we were gonna have to watch the teacher lady suffer😅

Okay I know this is pretty off topic, but where the fuck is Hajime

Of course as soon as I ask that question, they start talking about the Kamakura project😅

Expelled? Bullshit.

Wait NO I WANNA SEE MORE NAGITO🥺🥺🥺

WAIT THOSE ARE THE CHARACTERS FROM THE FIRST GAME

Awww they're so happy to see her how wholesome🥺

"You perfect cinnamon roll" MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY

SAIONGI WENT THROUGH A GROWTH SPURT HOLY FUCK

Wait Mitirai and......Mitirai? So he IS the ultimate imposter.

"People flake out and let you down, but carbs are always there" - Mitirai. Truer words have never been spoken😢

IT'S JUNKO FUCKIN ENOSHIMA BABY

Right, the killing game hasn't happened yet, so both Mukuro and Junko are alive and well

So, are the ultimate imposter and mitirai sibings?

Mitirai no don't overwork yourself🥺

Did he just....say "I need you"....pick her up.....and give no other context?😀

Poor Mitirai

WAIT MIKAN NO IT'S NOT THAT KIND OF MOVIE

MAKOTO MY BOY I MISSED YOU

HAJIME IS THAT YOU? YOU LOOK TERRIBLE

Wait...HAJIME NO

HAJIME DON'T YOU DARE

WHAT ABOUT CHIAKI?!?!?!

HAJIME'S EYES ARE RED NOOOOOOO

I'm gonna miss good old Hajime😔

Episode 6:

HAJIME NO TALENTLESS PEOPLE ARE STILL PEOPLE

WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY DOING THIS TO AN INNOCENT HIGH SCHOOLER

It's......Izuru Kamakura😔

Hajime no🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Awww Chiaki misses him

Wait why didn't the teacher just lie and say that Hajime was expelled🤨

I am so close to crying rn😀

Ponytail teacher lady is gonna realize the heartbreaking truth about Hajime, isn't she?😔

Awwww buff guy🥺

That is the weirdest tourture I've ever seen

The sad thing is she doesn't even know that it was Hajime who was made the victim to the project.

Wait why is Kamakura there what's going on

"KAMAKURA KAMAKURA YAS Q U E E N."

CAN MUKURO STOP LETTING JUNKO MAKE FUN OF HER LIKE BITCH YOU ARE AWESOME

Ikuru literally the entire time Junko is talking is basically just: 😑

WAIT HE AGREES WITH JUNKO NO

wait....MITIRAI IS GONNA MEET JUNKO FUCK NO

FUCK NOOOOOO

Okay we're officially halfway through, and I'm super pissed that Nagito is god knows where because he's the ONLY reason I'm watching this

Episode 7:

MITIRAI STOP TALKING TO HER RUN ASAP AHHHHHHHHH

Junko does realize that she basically just triggered every single fan of Danganronpa, right🤨

"aWw lOoK aT hiM trEmBLe hE'S goNnA bUrsT a blOoD veSsEL bEcAuSe I jUsT diSseD hiS wAifUS"

WAIT JUNKO NO DON'T SMILE LIKE THAT

THEY THINK HE'S DEAD LMAOOOOO

NAGITO YES FINALLY

NAGITO WTF PUT SOME CLOTHES ON

Wait so is that the crash site of the what killed his parents🥺

Kazuchi, Teruteru, stop being pervs and shut up please🥰

GUNDHAM YES WE STAN

MITIRAI IS MISSING NO

Istg if they lay a hand on Mikan they bouta lose a hand😀

Poor buff guy🥺

SHIT NO THEY'RE GONNA BRAINWASH HER

Junko's eyes really went ⬆️↗️➡️↘️⬇️↙️⬅️

Wait who tf are these people🤨

Junko what is it with you and killing games😀

Wait she's actually really good at singing😯

Can we get an f in the chat for these poor students

IZURU WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST DO

THEY'RE SWEEPING IT UNDER THE RUG AGAIN?!?!?!?

So that was his promise😔

It's the cool moving comic thing from the games😯

The Reserve Course students are NOT happy😀

Poor Chiaki still misses him😔

Imagine if she knew HE was the killer

Episode 8:

(So some of my notes were deleted and when I rewrote them they got deleted twice. So I'm just gonna go where I left off.)

NAGITO YES MY BOY I MISSED YOUUUUU

"Who are you" lol

At least CHIAKI is nice to Nagito

YES NAGITO YOU LIFE-SAVER😤

Talk about what🤨

WHY ARE THEY TREATING THESE STUDENTS TO "KNOW THEIR PLACE" ISTG

Okay Nagito what is it with your luck

"Oh we found a secret passage cool😶"

POOR MITIRAI

WAIT NAGITO KNEW?!?!?!?

NAGITO HAS A FUCKIN GUN I REPEAT NAGITO HAS A GUN WHY DOES HE HAVE A GUN

OKAY WHY DOES NAGITO SOUND SO THREATENING ALL OF A SUDDEN

Okay am I crazy or was that interaction between izuru and nagito just now pretty gay?

NAGITO HOLY FUCK NO

OH THANK THE LORD

NAGITO THIS IS NO TIME TO BE A SIMP FOR IZURU

Episode 9:

That....is Hinata😔

WAIT NO DON'T YOU DARE HYPNOTIZE CHIAKI

Teacher lady is gonna be hypnotized, isn't she😖😞

OKAY JUNKO THIS IS TOO FAR

Wait is Mikan pretending?

Poor Guy😢

YEAH LISTEN TO NAGITO

I mean, I don't wanna abandon the teacher but it's already too late

WAIT IS THAT WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE?!?!?

It's so sad to know that they're just running into destruction😔

NO POOR TEACHER LADY

STOP IT RIGHT NOW

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

NOOOOOOOOOOO

You're already too late😞

WAIT WHY ARE THEY BEING SO VIOLENT

Poor Mitirai, man🥺

WAIT NO JUNKO YOU WOULDN'T

Junko STOP LEAVE HIM ALONE

You're in deep shit, Junko

WAIT NO DON'T DIE MITIRAI

Oh thank god😅

Mitirai😭

Poor Nagito too

WAIT MIKAN WHY

NO THE TEACHER IS DEFINITELY HYPNOTIZED NOPE

Episode 10:

Something's wrong....

Chiaki, don't be fooled

Wait is he actually gay tho

Okay Junko please SHUT THE FUCK UP🥰

This isn't gonna go well, is it?

CHIAKI NO

JUNKO DON'T YOU LAY A HAND ON HER

Wait why are they in a trial room

WAIT NAGITO WHY DIDN'T YOU WARN THEM BEFORE

CHIAKI NO

(Won't let me type anymore. Continue post here)

#the end of hope's peak high school #danganronpa 3

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laurelx868 · 5 years

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LucioxPregnant!Mc

I obviously dont know how to use tumblr.

Someone asked me a question and i wrote half of the fucking hc and accidentaly deleted both the thing and the question…

Whoever you were im sorry i hope you find this :)

Ask: Mercedes and Melchior protective over pregnant!Mc during sexy times with Lucio.

Warning: nsfw

Pairing: Lucio x fem!Mc

Genre: romance, lemon, drama

It had been raining for days now. The soon to be-countess was losing her last nerve, the rain, as annoying as it was, was not the only reason for this.

The count was constantly attending meetings of some sort and was unavailable for most of the day. It had been like that since he got his body back. The urge to fix Vesuvia came almost out of nowhere, and while admirable, all things had their limits. Lucio had crossed his own, both with her and with his beloved pets who were forced to find comfort in their new mommy.

It was soon evident that he had no plans to come to bed, once again. Melchior and Mercedes happily accepted the opportunity to lay next to the woman on both sides of her, ensuring that even if he curtised to show his face (which was not likely) he would not go unpunished. He could spend the night in her old room for all she cared. Who in their right mind allowed their dogs to spend more time with his beloved than them? Lucio, obviously.

The count had no idea what awaited behind the closed doors, oblivious to his faults as usual. The door creaked ever so slightly, barely enough for Mercedes to lift her head from the covers. She coldly eyed her daddy before turning her head to the magician, letting it be known that his absence had not been unnoticed.

"Are you serious?" She was awake and he knew it. Her figure stiffened the moment the door opened.

No answer.

"I know you can hear me."

"I heard you." She did not want to look at him. The hormones were making her a living disaster. She would either gauge his eyes out or start wailing, it was given.

"What's all this about then? " He asked warily, noticing how the dogs strategically placed themselves onto the bed, ensuring that no one but them may lie down. "Are you turning them against me as well?"

"You're doing it yourself." Lucio did not like the indifferent tone to her usually sweet voice. Melchior stood awake and refused to hop off the bed, even when his master instructed him to do so.

"They never acted this way before. You're transferring your bad energy to them."

"Fuck you." She sneered just before turning away from him, aggravated by his attacking tone and about to cry.

"Oh, is that it then? You want to fuck? Should have figured." Melchior finally moved enough to offer Lucio a seat. He placed his hand on her head, stroking the hair away from her face. "I want to fuck too." He said matter of fact, not paying attention to the boiling rage inside of the woman.

"You're a pig." She said, knowing damn well that she did want that. He knew it too.

"Sticks and stones baby." She did not speak for a while. She knew why Lucio had been working so hard and while it did seem unfair to be angry with a man who was trying to make his wrongs right, she could not help it. His antagonizing manner and unwillingness to apologize were infuriating.

"May I?" He successfully evaded Melchior and managed to lay down fully, waiting for her to either give into his touch or to tell him to leave.

"I don't know." She finally faced him, deciding to word her worries. "Are you ever going to find time for me? Is it going to be like this forever? I barely see you."

"I am trying to make Vesuvia a better place for you both." He stated a bit more softly, pulling his eyes into her belly and then right back, a hint of regret in his words to which he refused to admit to. "It's what you wanted, right? For me to be better. I am being better."

"I understand, it's just..." She turned back around, resting her head into the pillows whilst pushing her body away from his.

"Nevermind."

"Don't." He said, grabbing her forearm to pull her closer while trying to sound as comforting as possible. He slid the nightgown from her shoulder and placed a butterfly kiss on the burning skin. A kiss that made it all okay. The words that followed made it even better."I miss you too."

He would not apologize, that was never quite his speed. He was sorry though.

"Oh, save it." She said into the pillow, tapping Mercedes on the bum as a sign for the dog to leave the bed. Melchior followed.

The countess started undoing the dress with a soft hand, careful as to not alert the count into what he was in for until the dress was ready to be taken off. She fleetingly looked him into the eye and said: "Touch me."

She said it like he was a dog and she was ordering him to sit. Something in his abdomen twisted and his hands were on her in a heartbeat. Her face was soft and her lips were parted and wet, ready to suck on anything he offered. His golden fingers played with her tongue for a while but left quickly and reappeared somewhere below.

"I can feel how wet you are… Even behind these." He pressed a finger into her clit only to take it back just when her inner voice begged him not to. In truth, her underwear got flooded the moment he noticed how starved her cunt was.

"Then take them off." Once separated from the last item of clothing she spread her legs far from each and reached for his gauntlet. She would not allow him to tease her further and so decided to place his palm over her warmth, inserting his finger into her without allowing him to move a muscle. She started pumping on her own accord, annoyed that she couldn't do it as well as he could . "You do it." A hint of begging was hanging low in the air.

Lucio compiled without hesitation, pushing the long digit in and out in a delicious, vigorously slow manner. His other hand did a similar act inside her mouth while he admired the sight before him.

The dogs got more riled up once they heard her soft yet alarming wails which begged daddy to go in deeper and faster. She begged him to feed her with her cries and started ramming her body into the fingers.

Mercedes whined. They didn't like this, whatever it was, why was mommy crying? Is she hurting?

Melchior's cries soon followed.

Lucio paid them little mind and as gentle as one could, he explored deeper, thrusting his two claws in and out, letting her know what her cunt was in for next. She cried even louder now, trying to undo his pants and shove him inside, but with little success.

Melchior barked. Loudly.

Lucio did not stop.

Mercedes would not have this. Didn't he know how gentle he had to be?! What was he doing??

Only when she bit his pants and started pulling did he notice the uneasiness of the hounds. Mercedes would not allow to be shaken off just like that. She pulled even harder.

"Stop it." Said the woman, the words were directed to Mercedes but the pet paid them no mind. This had to stop.

Melchior joined in as well, pulling Lucio by his other leg.

"Stop it!" She said sternly, trying to push Lucio's fingers deeper inside of her with one hand and to shoo away the dogs with the other. She needed something, anything inside of her that wasn't her own hand.

"Please stop it!" She whined, not wanting Lucio to stop for a second, not even to let the dogs out. The hand had not yet entered her hole all the way when it was ripped out by an angry dog who caught hold of Lucio's sleeve.

Melchior lept on the bed and pulled Lucio by the arm, ensuring that nothing sodomized the baby or the mother.

The countess would soon start to weep real tears of sadness. Her awaiting warmth could wait for only so long and with a demanding gaze she ordered Lucio to lead them out.

This was torture.

The barking grew louder with every movement. The dogs were strong and there was no postponing it. They had to leave.

Thank you for reading, be sure to give me some more prompts about what you want to read, it can be nsfw. Let me know how you like this. I'm sorry about leaving you guys wanting more here but it seemed the right time to stop. The asker did say that Melchior and Mercedes didn't allow Lucio to be too frisky.

Send me some more Lucio prompts guys, they make my day.

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The Stains Of Your Love

[GENRE: angst, mature, fluff

Pairing: Jimin×reader, Jungkook×reader

Word Count: 4.3k+] [Warning: mentions of drug and weapons]

[Summary: Love is not always what it seems to be. What if you get hurt by the person you love the most? Will you flee away? But how far will you run until love finds you again? ]

Part V: Downs and Ups

The days passed by in a blur. Jungkook barely left your side and you had no complaints with that. He pampered you a lot and you felt that the relationship grew stronger. But things seldom go as planned. After about one week while you were strolling by the side of Han river arm in arm with Jungkook with a content heart you saw a familiar figure walk towards you. Your heart completely stopped working when you realised who it was. You quickly urged Jungkook to turn around and move away from there. Jungkook was clueless but obliged to you.

"Wait! Y/n!" Hearing the voice your inside crunched and a slithering pain took over. Jimin ran over to you and held your hand. Jungkook got extremely alarmed at this and before you could react snapping away your hand he said harshly, "Don't fucking touch her! Keep your distance! What do you want? To hurt her more? Leave us alone!" You never saw Jungkook that infuriated and you didn't want to see him ever like that.

"Please just listen to me once! This last time. Please Y/n!" There was clear pain in his voice and in his eyes. Your heart fell off piece by piece at his look. You weren't sure whether you should talk to him or not. His broken state made you vulnerable and on the other hand Jungkook's hand still on your shoulders felt like a shield of protection. The leftover love in your heart for Jimin pleaded to you to reach out to him and the better love that you were in now was stopping you from doing so. As if understanding your condition Jungkook took the bigger and the better step.

"We can talk. But we will only talk until it's important. The moment it turns something else we will leave." Jungkook said boldly. You looked at him with a grateful and loving glistening eyes. Seeing your expression he gave you a reassuring smile as if saying, "I got your back! Don't worry!"

You went to a nearby cafe and sat face to face with Jimin and Jungkook by your side. Jungkook was still holding your hand as if if he let go off your hand you would go away too. You were like in a maze of emotions. Your love for Jungkook, the love for Jimin, the love for yourself were getting mixed up to a point where you couldn't differentiate anymore. You took a big breath to clear your head and looked at Jimin. He was looking down at his hands that were on the table playing with the sweater paws awkwardly. You cleared your throat thinking that you have to ease down the atmosphere as no one of them were going to do that.

"So aren't you taking the eye drops anymore?" You asked trying to sound as much neutral as possible but the concern did show in your voice.

Jimin tried to smile but couldn't. As if contemplating what he should tell he replied, "I forgot to take the drops as usual and no one was there to remind me. And it started to get itchy and that's why I started using the spectacles."

"What about Yujin? Is she not.." Your voice hitched a little, "taking care of you? Why were you wandering alone like that?"

Jimin scoffed at your question, sadness taking over his face he replied, "Y/n you know what, I regret everything! The regret eats me bit by bit everyday every moment. The thing that I was wrong, I am wrong hit me so hard every second I breathe that it's hard to continue living." He sighed saying this. Seeing your softening expression Jungkook decided to cut in, "Listen I understand that you are going through a lot. But as I told you earlier just tell us what happened!" You could feel that Jungkook was trying to be as humble as he could but one could feel the slight anxiousness and irritation in his voice. You took the wheel of the situation and turned to face Jimin and said, "Please Jimin just tell us what happened to you!"

Still continuing to fumble with his sweater paws he nodded slightly and began saying, "After she moved in with me it was quite alright at first except for the fact that she always wanted money from me. So I handed her my credit card believing her that she would keep things within limits. But I got suspicious when I started to get messages that quite a large amount was being spent using my card. So one day out of suspicion I returned quickly from office and.." his voice shook a little. You gave him time to get stable. He continued, "And I found out that she was in the storeroom taking drugs." This left both you and Jungkook shocked from your head to toe. You gasped covering your mouth with your hand. Jimin covered his face with his palms and took a big breathe trying hard not to cry. You couldn't control yourself and held his hands in yours and tried to soothe him. After his feelings got steady he continued, "I tried hard to make her understand that it was bad, that what she was doing is wrong. I didn't raise my voice against her as I didn't want to make the same mistake again. I thought that she might have gotten into some bad company because I wasn't there for her or may be before I got to know her. But I was wrong all along thinking that I might change her habit. After about two months after returning from my office I saw that all her things were gone. I tried calling her but they said that the number was invalid. That night my bank account got hacked. I contacted my office saying that I want to transfer my salary settings to another bank account but they said there's a problem and they can't until six months. I went to the bank and also to the police station but there was nothing they could do because there was no proof. The bank account showed that it belonged to someone named Carl Mackenzie Brown but they couldn't trace him. I was so devastated. I contacted my parents and they helped me saying that until the office settled another bank account for me I could use allowances from them. I felt so bad taking money from my parents. She just vanished like that completely ruining me. I struggled a lot. When it was time to transfer my account they said there was a bug that had entered the company's server through my connected bank account and they had to delete everything and to avoid further problems they used it as an excuse and fired me. I tried so hard, so damn hard to find a job like this but I don't know what to expect anymore. I couldn't find one and now everything, everything is finished." Jimin sounded so soulless as he told you everything. Your heart felt two emotions, one a terrible sadness for Jimin and another one was a terrible anger against Yujin. And not only he did dirty to Jimin but also this was a really unforgivable crime. You looked at Jungkook and he was too in a state of utter shock. But you got surprised more when he blurted out, "Let's find that bitch and get you back what you deserve!"

Jungkook looked at you and said, "We could do that, right?"

You smiled at both of them and said, "Of course we can!"

Next morning as soon as you woke up you called Director Jung and asked for an appointment. You kissed Jungkook's forehead gently after getting ready and told him that you are going out and will be back soon. As Jungkook was still sleepy he mumbled something and waved a sleepy bye.

"Oh you are here! What is the emergency?" Director Jung said as you took the seat opposite to him in the café downtown.

"It's about Jimin, sir. I think that you are the only one who can help me with this one." You exclaimed.

"Let me hear it out first!" Director Jung took a sip from his coffee.

"So, as our department deals with the foreign countries, the information database contains data about every registered citizens of every country. So here I got this picture of a girl whose name is supposed to be Yujin. Can you do a face search in the database control room and look for her? It's really important sir. She is a criminal and we need to find her." You said, excitement dominant in your voice.

Director took a long sip and thinking for a minute he said nodding, "Okay. I think it's possible. Can you come today at about 4 pm to the control room?"

"Oh thank you so much sir! I really appreciate it. And of course sir! I can certainly be there by 4pm." You exclaimed happily.

While taking your leave you turned around to director and asked, "Umm sir can I bring Jungkook with me too?"

"Oh sure sure. You can!" He replied.

Taking a picture from old photos of Jimin and Yujin you went to the database control room with Jungkook. On the way there Jungkook asked you, "Do you think it will work?"

"Of course it will! Don't worry! Director Jung is handling this!" You chimed and bopped his nose.

"If you say so! I trust you!" Jungkook replied and smiled.

Entering the photo of Yujin in the search engine you looked anxiously at the screen waiting for something positive to happen. You almost lost all hope when even after one hour nothing came up. You were starting to lose hope when Jungkook screamed, "Y/n look, we found her!"

You looked up at the screen excitedly but your face fell down again when you saw the name of the country. Noticing your disappointed expression Jungkook asked, "What happened y/n? Aren't you happy that we found her? Or is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Sighing you looked at Jungkook and said, "Look at the country Jungkook! It's Cuba! They won't allow other country's government to interfere or arrest their citizen! Their government is too strict!" The more you talked the more you got worked up. Jungkook made you sit down on a nearby chair and kneeling in front of you he held your hands and said soothingly, "Try to calm down a little y/n/n. Breath breath. Everything is going to be alright. Calm yourself down and try to think. I am sure you will come up with some idea. Just give yourself some time."

You looked at Jungkook's eyes. You stared for long at his starry doe eyes and touching his forehead with yours you whispered, "Thank you Kook. I love you."

Jungkook smiled at you and saying, "I love you more." he pressed his lips on your forehead gently.

You stood up and asked director Jung, "Sir, my work here will need two more days. Can you do me one last favour?"

"Let's listen to it first y/n!" Director Jung replied.

"Can you arrange plane tickets to Cuba for Jungkook and me on the day after tomorrow's date? And a visa for one month for Jungkook?"

"Don't worry, that will be done by tomorrow." Director Jung assured you.

"Now tell me what's your plan! I am dying of curiosity!" Jungkook pressed you after you arrived at the apartment. You pushed his head and laughed heartily. Then keeping your bags you began saying sitting down on the bed, "I already told you that Cuban government will not allow their citizens to get arrested because of the crimes they did other countries. So in order to take them in our custody we have to make them guilty in front of their government. That means if we go there and get proofs of them committing crime and send them to the government then they will take action against them. That will also allow for us to make a weak point in their government so that we can take them in our custody. Do you understand now my sweetheart idiot?" After revealing your plan to Jungkook you squished his cheeks which made him look more adorable.

"What now?" Jungkook asked after landing at Antonio Maceo Airport in Santiago de Cuba after a long journey of seventeen hours.

"Can you bring out the diary from my back pack?" You asked Kook in reply.

"That's not the answer I was expecting but fine." Jungkook replied huffing.

In the diary you wrote down every information that was going to come in handy in there. You flipped through first few pages and smiled at Jungkook, "Next stop Palma Soriano. Let's take a taxi, shall we?"

After reaching at the address in Yujin's profile who now went by the name Yareli Pérez you booked a hotel room nearby. From the window of your room you could clearly see her house using a binocular. There wasn't much movement in the day but when the night descended it wasn't that barren. Jungkook called you as soon as he noticed movements near her house. You two saw her come out of the house and take something from a person casually but you knew that it wasn't as casual as it seemed to be. Wearing dark clothes to camouflage both of you went near her house but all the windows were closed and you couldn't find any other way to peek inside. The first night turned out to be a failure so you both returned back at dawn. Being tired from all the travel and all nighter you two fell asleep real quick and regretted everything as soon as you woke up because it was already noon and the door of Yujin's house was locked from outside. As you didn't know where she had gone to you decided to explore the area. It felt like a vacation but an adventurous one, not relaxing as it should be generally.

At night you saw her coming back almost passed out in a man's arms. They entered the house and the man never got out that night.

"Kook she knows me so I can't appear in front of her. You have to take the front! I have an idea! How about you lure her showing that you are rich and try to bring out information?" You asked Kook later that night thoughtfully. After you got to know what Yujin did to Jimin you couldn't rest until you did something about her. Every time you saw her in front of you, you wanted to kill her but that seemed to be too less of a punishment for her. At your idea Jungkook sat up straight and then said, "That's a good idea! But it'll take some time I guess because she won't believe me in an instant!"

After much discussions when you came up with a perfect plan a satisfied smile spread across your face and you only wished it to be a success.

The next morning Jungkook got ready and went outside and waited at the alley near Yujin's house. When Yujin came outside to go somewhere he pretended to pass by her trying to find an address and asked her for directions. As you had expected she offered to accompany Jungkook to the address. You followed them from a little distance and watched everything. Much to your convenience they exchanged numbers before departing and you heaved a sigh of relief.

Jungkook huffed loudly and lied down on the bed after returning. You side eyed him and smiling to yourself mischievously you asked, "So how did it feel taking her number? Isn't she really beautiful? You must be really excited about the next step! Aren't you?" Jungkook looked at you and replied understanding your teasing, "You know what I would really like to do now?"

You smirked at him and asked, "What?" He smirked back at you and pulled you by your hand making you lie on top of him and whispered near your neck, "To punish you for being a bad girl."

His whisper sent a shiver down your spine and you replied whispering, "Sorry for being so bad. Please punish me."

At evening when you woke up from sleep you couldn't walk properly because you were all sore because of his "punishment" but you didn't regret it. Jungkook, being the sweet person he was, brought dinner to bed so that you didn't have to walk more. At night Yujin texted Jungkook asking if they could meet the next day for lunch and you replied texting that it was no problem at all. Though it was just the beginning but the end wasn't far away. You had to collect the proofs as quickly as possible and that totally depended upon Jungkook's charms now.

After the lunch date to speed things up Jungkook asked her out. He started to spend time with her so that he could collect informations but Yujin was more clever than she seemed to be. And even after one week of going out Jungkook wasn't able to gather anything important. You were worried a lot as you didn't have much time left on your hands. So one day you went to the capital market and bought secret cameras which can be installed unnoticed remotely and easily. After returning from market you asked Jungkook to take Yujin out to a nearby pub and may be get her drunk. Jungkook looked at you questioningly so you told him about your plan. He instantly opposed to the idea saying that it's too dangerous for you but you convinced him saying that it's the only way now. After much convincing he agreed to you reluctantly and did as you told him to. When they entered the club Jungkook texted you and you went out. After looking everywhere you confirmed yourself that the coast was clear and went to the backside of the building. There, as you had noticed earlier, was the bathroom window which was large enough for your slender figure. After opening it fully you slipped in through the window and entered the house. The bathroom was attached to the bedroom so you installed one camera in there. After installing one at the living room and one at the dining room you went upstairs. There were three rooms but all of them were locked. There were no other ways to enter so you decided to tell Jungkook about it if he could do something. The camera installation went well and you snuck out of her house without raising any suspicion. After reaching your room you texted Jungkook about the rooms. He saw your messages but didn't reply. You knew he must be busy with Yujin so you didn't mind it. You went to the window and thought of the miserable days that Jimin spent only because of her. You were grateful to Jungkook for understanding you and being your support system when he didn't have to. Like most people Jungkook could have backed down but he didn't. Instead he matched his steps with yours and that's what true love does.

Smiling you sighed to yourself and kept your eyes on the binocular. After about five minutes you saw that Jungkook was carrying an almost passed out Yujin and entering her house. You knew Jungkook would come up with some idea so you lied down on your bed and waited for any updates from him. You didn't know when you fell asleep but you woke with a rustling sound. You saw that Jungkook was picking up the blanket that you kicked off while sleeping and covering you. You sat up sleepily and looked at the watch, three in the morning. Noticing that he had woken you up he sat beside you and tucked in your hair behind your ear and kissing your forehead gently he said, "Don't worry. Everything will be fine. The plan is going fine."

You looked at him questioningly and he understood by your expression that you were asking about what happened in the evening. He filled you in with the not so eventful incidents. He said that Yujin just started drinking after getting in the bar and he paid. She was flirting with him so he flirted back. After returning to her house she almost passed out leaving her keys on the table. They had the keys to the room at the upstairs too. So while she was passed out he explored those rooms and they were filled with boxes and trunks. That's why he came back to take the cameras and also to check up on you.

You gave him the cameras and when he was about to leave, you held his hands stopping him and said, "Can't you stay for sometime? For at least two hours? You can go back at 5."

Jungkook smiled softly at you and nodded a 'yes', then keeping the bag at the side table he layed down cuddling you. You hugged him as if he was the most precious thing that you had ever held onto and fell asleep.

When you woke up you saw that Jungkook wasn't there and he had left a note on the side table which said, "I'll be back soon. Don't worry. I have ordered the breakfast so eat it when it's still hot like me! Love you!" You smiled at the note and thought, "That'd be too much hot!" and scrunched your nose imagining his cute face while writing the note.

After having breakfast you opened your laptop and synchronized it with the camera signals. You saw that Jungkook was getting ready to come back and Yujin was whining behind him telling him to not go. You scoffed to yourself, "So much love!" and after examining that there was nothing important going on you shut it down.

That night Jungkook messaged Yujin whether she was free or not so that they can go out but she replied saying that she would be busy that night and wouldn't be able to meet him. This twitched your intuition and you told Jungkook that today you might get something useful and your intuition wasn't wrong at all. After midnight a man in black hoodie entered Yujin's house. In your laptop you saw that they went to the second room upstairs and opened one big trunk and there were innumerable packets of drugs. But there was nothing yet to be too shocked. Yujin pulled out a wooden trunk from beneath the bed in that room and that was stocked with different types of weapons of which you didn't even know names of. You were too shocked to react. Yujin brought a haversack and filled it with drugs and a few weapons. It seemed like Yujin wasn't allowed to touch the drugs in the trunks so the man gave her two small packets from inside his jacket and a large bundle of cash. After taking out a register Yujin wrote down everything and after signing it the man went away. Seeing the man off Yujin went to her room and spent all night immersing herself in the intoxicated feeling of the drug and finally passed out. You didn't expect that such dangerous things could be done by her. You two couldn't sleep all night and as soon as the sun rose you two visited the police station with all the proofs. When the head officer saw everything and heard from you the reason for your arrival in the country he promised to cooperate with everything in his power. They immediately took a special team to a still passed out Yujin's house and confiscated everything. The next week passed by so quickly that it felt like that you just woke up and went to sleep. They tracked down the man in the black hoodie, contacted the international enforcement officers who took care of Yujin and with everything sorted out you came back to Seoul on the day you were supposed to.

Jimin getting every news from you was already waiting for you at the airport. When he saw you approaching with a broad smile he got extremely happy and took you into his arms and hugged you for longer than he was supposed to. You didn't know that seeing him happy like this and avenging him would bring you such joy that you would end up crying in his arms. Jimin noticed that Jungkook was standing at the side but instead of the maddening expression of the first encounter there was a loving smile on his lips. Realising that your hug was being too long Jimin broke it first and then shook hands with Jungkook showing his gratefulness. Jungkook pulled him into a bro-hug and said him to not worry, he was not mad. Jimin perceived that Jungkook was the person that you deserved, not him. All these years of your absence from his life had made him understand your value and he promised to himself that if he ever fell in love again he would treasure that person like he should have treasured you.

Returning home you filled in your parents' curiosity with what you had done and they though gasping loudly occasionally throughout the narration lastly said, "Honey, we are so happy that you got someone like Jungkook in your life! Treasure him always."

You smiled at them nodding and thought, "May be negative things are indeed necessary unless how could I have Jungkook in my life without Jimin?"

A/n: I broke my last record of late update! Lol! But it's finished at least! Here's the last chapter! Thank you so much for supporting me! I am really grateful! Thank you for reading! There will be an epilogue which will be the official ending! Love you all 💜💜💜

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