#I had in mind some plans for the rest of the lyrics but idk

[poodlewizard]

"A mountain so high it can keep... me away" "Away from my love"

[eventuallyaugust]

21. be careful what you wish for (written)

note: i'm writing this while listening to this (its a filo song & idk what the english song could measure up to the vibe that song gives me)

warning/s: too long chapter ahead, yunjin js too detailed when it comes to seol, and usage of unofficial uno rules; no beta

"are we really going to do this, unnie?"

"yes, and besides, it's about time to shut yunjin up. so why can't we grant her wish with seol?"

two people huddle together while talking in hushed whispers, one looking around for unsuspecting passersby.

"uh, hi? may i ask what you're planning to noona?"

the pair jumps startled and turns around to see a 5'11 foot guy with a knowing glint settling in his eyes. behind him are his two members who are looking at the pair with curiosity. "please tell me you're doing what i'm thinking you're doing. if you need help, my members and i can step in."

the pair looks at one another before looking back at the tall guy. "and what are you thinking exactly?"

he tilts his head, raising a brow at chaewon and sakura. "you're going to trap those two in noona's studio, right?"

sakura asks as she raises a brow back, "how are we even going to do that without getting it opened from the inside?"

yeonjun, taehyun, and beomgyu look at each other before they share a laugh, a mischievous smirk appearing over their lips. "just do one thing and leave the rest to us."

----

"love is sour, love is sour grapes ~"

hyunseol nods, her right hand spinning a ballpoint pen with her eyes trained on the lyrics sheet and her blank expression makes the six girls nervous. "thank you, girls, but i noticed something." she then looks up from the paper, looking at yunjin. "why are you nervous, yunjin-ah?"

the tall girl blushes as she looks away, her fingers finding the hems of her shirt. "uhm, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to."

"may i ask what seems the problem? your voice really seems nervous earlier unlike what we had practiced last time, so we can address the problem." hyunseol leans against her seat and trains her eyes on the 5'8 foot girl who is still fiddling with the hem of her shirt. "yunjin-ssi?"

"i-i just want to be perfect for you, sunbaenim."

surprised, hyunseol's head jerks back with a blink. what? she said what?

the eyes of some le sserafim's members widen before turning their heads to their tallest member while chaewon and sakura keep their attention on the 5'11 foot idol, holding themselves from smirking by how taken aback hyunseol was at what had happened.

you're so stupid, yunjin! what did you say that?! 'i just want to be perfect for you', ugh! stupid stupid stupid!, yunjin mentally reprimands herself as she turns impossibly redder. hyunseol then gets flustered once what the american had said finally sinks in her mind.

"p-perfect? for me?" hyunseol repeats, sounding a bit in disbelief and clears her throat, shaking her head. "what do you mean by that, yunjin-ah?"

"w-what i mean is that, i'm nervous to mess up parts, sunbae. you're just so cool and i just don't want to mess up in front of you. it's too embarrassing."

you're such a simp, yunjin, chaewon thinks to herself as she shakes her head. good thing we'll be doing you a favor.

"please, don't call me sunbae. i would like to be called as seol unnie or unnie. not sunbae or sunbaenim because that honorifics make me feel old", the txt member addresses. "yunjin, we're on the same level. we're equal, so please don't think highly of me. i'm just seol from txt.

"and please, don't be afraid to mess up. that's why i'm here to help whenever you have any trouble. just because we're idols doesn't mean we lost our humanity. you're allowed to fail and try again and most importantly, you're allowed to have feelings, yunjin. don't let others make you think otherwise."

fuck you, hyunseol, yunjin thinks to herself as she tries to contain her raging heartbeats at bay, her ears joining the flustered fest. for raising my standards higher. fuck, god, why did you make her to be so so perfect? and my type too?

"o-okay, su— i mean, seol unnie. i'll remember your words."

the big hit idol nods and grabs her pen, smiling. "all right, let's try that again."

----

do the plan, sakura noona!

the oldest le sserafim member eyes hyunseol's phone laying on the table and remembers what yeonjun told her earlier.

"you need to grab seol noona's phone, sakura noona. seol noona has two phones, okay? one is for personal use while the other is for business use. i heard from noona that she left her business phone charging in the practice room because she rarely uses it nowadays. so, you need to take the other phone, it's the one in the black phone case and believe me when i say she keeps her eyes on that phone. you need to create a distraction for her before you grab the device, or else, she'll catch you."

le sserafim just finished practicing for their vocal practice (yunjin asked the txt member if the group could have a vocal practice doing the final recording) and now, they're ready to head to the cafeteria. chaewon and sakura share a look before their eyes fall on the unguarded phone. it's now or never.

"unnie", the bighit idol looks up from the music sheet and meets chaewon's innocent eyes. normally, hyunseol would question the behavior of the '00 liner, but she has no energy to ask.

"yes, chaewon?" the said girl then moves to shield the phone from the 23-year-old idol's sharp eyes. "do you need something?"

while chaewon talks to hyunseol, sakura immediately makes her way to the phone and grabs the device, stuffing it inside her pocket. when she looks up, she meets the eyes of her members: kazuha, eunchae, and garam. yunjin, on the other hand, is too engrossed on gathering her things to notice sakura's odd behavior, her thoughts still about txt's oldest.

sakura raises a brow at the maknae line and the trio raises their brows back, their eyes focused on the phone as if they're asking their oldest member, what are you doing?

trust me, sakura mouths and walks away when chaewon gently tapped her back, a signal to get away from the txt oldest. the leader then taps yunjin's arm, catching the latter's attention. "come on, let's go. it's time to eat."

"it's okay, unnie. i'll catch up with you guys. i just need to talk to seol unnie."

hearing that, chaewon almost cheers and scream, but she holds herself back and softly smiles at the '01 liner. "okay, we'll wait for you in the cafeteria."

she then meets sakura's eyes and smirks before gathering her members, knowing very well she and the oldest succeeded. the five out of six members walk out and are surprised to see the people outside the studio.

on the other side, yeonjun and the rest of txt members stand patiently. chaewon makes sure to close the door behind her before sakura gives hyunseol's phone to yeonjun.

huening kai, confused on what's happening asks as he crosses his arms in front of him, raising a brow at the pair. "why do you guys have seol noona's phone?"

uh-oh, yeonjun thinks to himself as he starts sweating. i didn't think ahead, fuck. we forgot to tell huening kai. shit, we're doomed.

while yeonjun starts having a mental breakdown, beomgyu immediately jumps into action, leaning against the maknae's 6'0" figure. "please, just this one, hyuka. help us trap seol noona and yunjin in the studio."

sakura starts off as she tries to support the oldest of txt's maknae line, "uh, yes, you see, yunjin likes-"

"- seol noona? we know. she isn't exactly hiding her infatuation very well." huening kai cuts le sserafim oldest, looking unimpressed.

the le sserafim members look at txt's maknae in shock, blinking. "what-?"

chaewon immediately covers eunchae's mouth before the latter could scream and asks, "how do you know?"

"we've noticed from our last vlive", taehyun answers before continuing. "and if we noticed, i'm sure seol noona did too, even before we did."

"yeah, she isn't exactly dense like she usually shows", soobin voices out.

"so...", yeonjun trails off as he looks at '02 liner hesitantly, knowing the success of their plan will depend on the maknae's decision. "are you going to help us, hyuka?"

the txt maknae looks at the phone adorned in a black phone case, thinking over the options he has before smirking.

"give me the phone."

----

"thank you again for the kind words from earlier, i guess i need to hear that. it's been a hard month for us."

the '99 liner smiles, as soft as the pillow and as warm as the rays of the first peak of sunrise. "you're welcome, i can tell that you guys start to feel the pressure. being in the industry is hard, i'll tell you that. you girls will be needing a friendly face amidst of the chaos. you're lucky because i'm willing to be in that role."

"i guess we girls lucked out when it comes to you."

"yeah, i guess so..." an awkward silence ensues as yunjin tries her best to save the conversation, but came up with nothing.

"i better go now, my members might be waiting for me."

"yeah... i hope you and your members eat well."

"you too." yunjin eyes the huge paper bag near the 23-year-old idol's work station and tears her eyes away from it. i really have no game against karina when it comes to seol. she's just confident, cool, and pretty and i'm just me. what do i even have that she doesn't? there's nothing, might as well give up.

"see you later, yunjin."

"see you later, unnie." the 5'8 foot idol bids a greeting and heads to the door. when she grabs the door and twists the handle, she blinks when she didn't hear a small click.

she takes a deep breath and decides to try again, calming herself down because if she didn't, she'll end up embarrassing herself more in front of her crush. let's not panic immediately, i must have just done something wrong.

"fuck", yunjin curses in english under her breath as the realization finally settles in. she's stuck inside with seol, the current subject of her infatuation. her hold on the door handle loosens until her arm comes back on her side. god, why now? why?!

hyunseol, on the other hand, turns her seat around when she still sensed the le sserafim member's presence in the room and tilts her head at the latter's back, the music sheet now thrown on the table with abandon.

"are you okay there, yunjin?"

"k-kinda? i-i don't know." hyunseol frowns at the reluctant response from the american before standing up from her swivel chair. when she approached the soon-to-be idol,

she notices the latter avoiding her eyes which is unlike what yunjin was earlier when they were practicing. flirty, attentive, and confident. her sudden change of behavior confuses the bighit idol even more.

what's gotten into her?, hyunseol thinks to herself and decides to grab the door handle and open it. just like when she welcomed le sserafim in her humble abode.

but except this time, it doesn't open. like she usually expects it will.

hyunseol blinks and tries again, but to no avail. surely the door is sealed shut, leaving her trapped inside with yunjin who is undoubtedly one of the pretty girls the txt member ever met in the industry.

oh fuck.

get yourself together, hyunseol. where's your phone?, her mind reproachfully speaks as she immediately springs into life and looks around the studio, her eyes desperately looking for her personal phone.

the very one sakura just stole minutes ago.

"wait, it can do that?"

"yeah, seol noona showed it to me some time ago. apparently, there are times she likes to be alone, so she often locks herself in her studio while she does songwriting. i remembered her saying that the door could lock someone in and out using her phone."

the five txt members and five le sserafim members take shelter in txt's practice room. on hyunseol's stolen phone shows a live footage of txt oldest member looking for something, but txt knows she's looking for her phone that was in huening kai's hands.

"aw, now i feel bad for unnie", chaewon voices out when she caught the distraught expression over hyunseol's face.

"me too, but it's already done, chaewon-ah."

"so that's why you asked something from seol unnie while sakura unnie stole seol unnie's phone", eunchae remarks as she looks at her leader and her fellow member in realization before she throws one piece of french fry inside her mouth, her eyes trained on the phone screen.

"yeah, that's why", chaewon comments before she takes another sip from her drink. "sakura unnie needs to grab the phone without getting seol unnie suspicious, so i stepped in."

le sserafim and txt have agreed on eating their lunch inside the latter's dance practice room to spy on their fellow members trapped in a studio. it sounds weird and creepy, but chaewon and sakura deemed it being the only way for yunjin to slowly adjust being around the txt member, knowing hyunseol having the nation's best friend persona only need several minutes to strike a conversation with yunjin.

hyunseol sighs as she sits back down on her swivel chair. she's certain now if she wasn't minutes ago. there's no way out of this room without her phone.

she then looks at yunjin who is starting to space out on the couch inside her studio before rummaging the paper bag her manager had dropped. she scowls when she saw two takeout containers inside and two sets of plastic utensils with two bottled colas on the plastic bag near it.

she mentally sighs in exasperation and rolls her eyes when she realized something. her phone is on the table earlier, but after chaewon asked her about something, it just disappeared.

is it magic? no, she strongly believes there is no way it just magically went missing before she got trapped with yunjin because she knows it's possible huening kai is an accomplice of chaewon and sakura with a few bribes being made. the maknae is the only one who knows about the studio door.

hyunseol then turns to the cctv camera she installed in her studio that overlooks the whole room and narrows her eyes while crossing her arms.

huening kai immediately drops his hold over the phone, his action catching everyone's attention. "uh-oh."

yeonjun asks, looking at the maknae, "what? what?"

the maknae meets the second oldest member's eyes and scowls, "we're doomed, noona finally realized what's happening."

hyunseol throws yunjin a glance and immediately returns her attention to the cctv camera when she saw the latter in the state of spacing out. with a disapproving shake of her head, the txt oldest member signs as she clenches her jaws, you shouldn't have done that, huening kai. chaewon and sakura, is this why you stole my phone for? to trap me and yunjin inside? you guys better sleep with an eye open tonight.

huening kai whines as he gives the phone to soobin. "you hold the phone, hyung. i cannot hold it while watching."

"what did she say?", sakura asks curiously, looking at the txt members.

"she's asking you and chaewon if trapping her and yunjin is the reason why you stole her phone, noona", yeonjun shares and gulps. "she also said that we better sleep with an open tonight."

"i don't know if i should be scared or not by how much she is glaring at us right now", chaewon mutters, her eyes trained on the idol.

"it's okay to be scared of seol noona, chaewon noona.", huening kai comments and frowns. "you're luckier than us, though. you guys don't share a dorm with her."

hyunseol then rolls her eyes and turns away from the camera, massaging her temple. getting annoyed isn't going to help. focus, seol. you're not the only one who's trapped inside. you're with yunjin, think about her. she must be starving.

"hey." the txt member's raspy voice brings yunjin out of her thoughts and they share a look for a moment before the korean smiles warmly at the american. "come on, let's eat. it'll take us centuries before we bust out of this room and believe me, there's no way we could leave the room if i don't have my phone with me."

the former opera singer tilts her head with a frown, her brows creased together. "but your phone was here moments ago."

yunjin noticed it, the device laying within the txt member's reach while she and her members have their vocal practice. it couldn't possibly just disappeared, right?

"i have a feeling on what had happened to my phone." yunjin looks at the bighit idol.

the '01 liner then stands up and helps hyunseol setting the big foldable table up. "what's happened?"

hyunseol carefully takes out the two bibimbap-filled containers with bulgogi meat draped on the side, drinks, and utensils before laying them on the table. "chaewon distracted me while sakura unnie grabbed my phone and used the chance to run away when you told your leader you'll catch up with your members in the cafeteria before trapping us inside."

the le sserafim member throws hyunseol a look. "eh? did they really steal your phone?"

"i believe so, because we wouldn't trapped right now." the txt immediately corrects herself, not wanting yunjin to misunderstand her statement. "n-not that i don't want to be with you, of course. j-just..."

"oh, hyunseol's stuttering."

"wait, what?" the txt and le sserafim members huddle together, their eyes glued on the phone screen. and there hyunseol is, stuttering and blushing like a madman.

"j-just that... it's too coincidental for us to get trapped here, right?" hyunseol succesfully plays it cool with a chuckle and a shake of her head. great quick thinking, seol.

"and besides, think about it, yunjin-ah. they wouldn't trap us here if they have no reason, right? there must be something they want to achieve for them to drag my members in this shenanigan."

there must be something they want to achieve..., yunjin lingers on the thought and her eyes widen when she remembered her tweets from the night before. fuck, chaewon unnie and sakura unnie must've seen my tweets about seol, and now i'm stuck with her. great, good job, yunjin.

"hey, you good?" the 5'8" foot idol blinks and meets hyunseol's eyes before they share a small smile and look away, blush adorning their cheeks.

"i swear to god, they're so gay for each other", sakura fake gags. "like you can see how they look shy around one another and it makes me puke."

"y-yeah, i'm good." yunjin clears her throat and looks away.

"all right, here's your utensils. let's eat, yunjin-ah." the txt member then drags her swivel chair closer to the table.

despite being awkward at first, the pair slowly adjusts in the silence and enjoy the food manager yongsun had dropped off before yunjin gasps and the bighit idol worriedly looks at the soon-to-be idol only to see the latter looking at the food in amazement.

"wow, this is so good." yunjin takes another bulgogi meat from her container and immediately sighs in delight. "where did you buy this food, unnie? it's so good."

"manager unnie bought it from a friend of mine. i'm glad you enjoyed it." hyunseol chews and adjusts herself on her seat, throwing yunjin a look and noticing something on the latter's face. "hey."

the former opera singer stops chewing and looks at the tall girl, her awaiting eyes trained on the bighit idol.

she looks like a puppy, hyunseol thinks to herself. she'd make a cute puppy.

the american's action makes the txt member giggle before the latter grabs a napkin laying discarded on the table and stands up from her chair.

"hang on, you have something on your...", hyunseol trails off as she leans closer to yunjin, her free hand holding the latter's chin in place. the soon-to-be idol's breath hitches at the close proximity of their faces, the gentle hold the tall girl has on her chin, and the concentration looming over the txt member's face.

yunjin isn't certain if she caught hyunseol's eyes darting back and forth from the mess on her jaw to her lips. on top of that, she notices the latter subconsciously licking her own lips while wiping the offending smudge on her face.

the pair then locks eyes for a moment, the humming coming from the a/c being the only sound in the room. the '99 liner's voice rings in yunjin's ear, noticing a hint of softness laced in them. "hey, you okay? you kinda... spaced out there."

"yeah... i'm good..." are the only words yunjin could say at the moment, her voice a bit slurred from the moment.

"okay, there you go. your face are all cleaned up." hyunseol subconsciously runs her thumb over the former opera singer's jaws and immediately lets go when she realized what she did, turning her face away with blush dusting her cheeks.

"uhm...", yunjin stutters with a flustered face when hyunseol finally moved away and sat back down before she looks away as her hands cover her face, immediately missing the warmth over her jaw. "t-thank you, you didn't have to. that was so embarrassing, i'm sorry you have to see me like that. i don't normally eat like that, i'm usually—"

"no, no, don't do that. it's okay, it wasn't embarrassing at all." the bighit idol giggles and waves her dismissively. "trust me, you're cute from where i'm seeing you, yunjin. there's no need to be embarrassed and besides, you're a pretty girl, yunjin. i hope you can see that."

"ahhh, seol noona!!!" the txt members loudly squeal and runs around their practice room with huening kai being the loudest while the le sserafim members sit on the couch, stunned.

"t-they are flirting, right?"

huening kai's loud voice fills the room. "yes! seol noona is flirting with yunjin noona! we told you, they only a nudge to start talking."

yeonjun and beomgyu then throw each other a look and share a knowing smirk.

"t-thank you, you're kinda pretty yourself too", yunjin mutters before immediately stuffing her mouth with food, hoping the food will ease her flustered mess.

hyunseol chuckles as she opens her drink and takes a sip. "thanks, i'm glad you found me attractive."

the le sserafim's opera singer lets out a yelp as her face turns redder than any existing red color in the world, hell even redder than the nose of rudolph the red nose reindeer.

the txt member chuckles, her eyes looking at the 5'8" foot girl. "okay, okay. i'll stop now. let's continue eating in peace."

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"no fucking way."

chaewon and sakura have their hands over the ears of their minor members, garam and eunchae who looked at the two oldest members innocently while txt chuckles at their oldest's reaction.

hyunseol whines as she takes another two cards from the deck, her five cards in her hands becoming seven while yunjin smirks triumphantly, holding up four cards.

the pair just finished cleaning up the mess they made with their trash stacked on one corner, waiting to be fetched. now, they're playing uno with the uno cards the bighit idol always carry with her once they decided that their members won't be coming to free them sooner or later.

and now, from where yunjin is looking, hyunseol is losing at the game.

"fuck, how come you're so good at this?!", the txt oldest groans as she sighs before taking another two cards from the deck.

the txt members look at one another at their oldest member's questionable choice of words with mischievous smirks before bursting out in a laughter while sakura and chaewon facepalm with a shake of their heads, leaving le sserafim's maknae line looking at the phone screen confused.

"i'm a pro at this, unnie. my little sister could tell you that." yunjin then puts down two of her cards which is both 8 from red color before holding up her two cards. "i'm closer and closer to winning, unnie. you better catch up."

"oh, i'm gonna catch up all right." hyunseol grumbles as she places two cards down, still on the losing side.

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"they're so gay for each other", chaewon comments as she watches hyunseol and yunjin entertain themselves with uno cards.

"what's the meaning of this?"

both members of txt and le sserafim tense up at bang si-hyuk's terror-filled voice before slowly turning around to see the producer himself with their managers, moonbyul and yongsun standing beside him guiltily. the producer looks at the two groups with raised brows and arms crossed.

"i'm sorry, guys. he asked me where hyunseol is and i tried to lie to him, but he doesn't believe me", yongsun apologizes as she meets the eyes of the txt members.

"that's okay, noona. at least you tried."

"where is hyunseol, huening kai?" si-hyuk knows that the txt maknae is aware of the door mechanics of hyunseol's studio and seeing the phone of the txt's oldest in huening kai's hold, he has a hunch on what's happening.

he also notices that yunjin is nowhere to be seen with her members and realizes what the two group did, narrowing his eyes at the phone. "did you two try to play matchmaker on them?"

"yes, pd-nim. we're sorry."

si-hyuk sighs and massages his temples. "it's okay, but you guys need to apologize to those two, not me. i'm not the one who was trapped in there. come on, let's fetch them."

----

"ha, i win! take that, yunjin. i told you from the start, i'll win."

"aww, i lost. that's too bad."

truthfully, yunjin was supposed to win, but seeing the determination burning in hyunseol's eyes make yunjin change her mind and let the tall idol win.

normally, her competitive side always aim to win every game, but her infatuation on hyunseol won over her competitiveness. with the txt member, she doesn't mind losing—no, scratch that, she will never mind losing. as long as she gets to see that wide smile appear on hyunseol's face, losing to her in will always be worth it.

although she and hyunseol only spent almost an hour inside the studio, it gave yunjin an idea as to why people adored and befriended the txt member. the perfect person to be with, why?

hyunseol is open-minded to several topics whether it may be controversial or not. she isn't quick to turn down other people's opinions, but instead, she listens attentively because she said that people's thoughts are what makes people people, giving a glimpse of what kind of person they are.

the txt member is also kind and understanding because like what happened earlier, she addressed the opera singer's thoughts about herself of not being good enough or the fear of messing up. she understood yunjin's fears and made it like it was okay to be in that state because at the end of the day, they are humans first, idols second. idols have to look out for each other in the cruel innerworkings of the industry they work in. it's natural to think like that, but they shouldn't think like that all the time.

the bighit idol is funny too because surprisingly, she has a sense of humor that align with yunjin's and share laughter at the jokes they throw each other as if they share one braincell. as if they made the inside joke together.

and at last, she is a people person. she was warm as the first peak of sunrise, easy to make friends, and an excellent listener because hyunseol makes sure to stop whatever she is doing to listen and lend her ears to the person talking. like the idol did when yunjin shared a few tidbits of her life.

if those qualities didn't make yunjin fall for hyunseol before, it surely did now. not only the 5'11" foot idol is her type, but she also became the opera singer's standard.

like people said, why settle for less when you know you deserve more, right?

"that was a good game." yunjin giggles at the bighit idol's words before she helps the latter gather the discarded cards on the couch. "although i was so sure you would win minutes ago, yunjin."

"i didn't think it through, unnie. i thought i could do a miracle in the game, but i suppose you immediately noticed my bluff and won."

"probably—" the door of the studio opens and the pair immediately gets on their feet when they saw bang si-hyuk standing on the other side.

"pd-nim", hyunseol politely regards the producer with a greeting before she sees her members and the rest of le sserafim standing behind him. she then returns her gaze on the producer. "uhm, good afternoon?"

"i was informed that you guys have been trapped in here." si-hyuk motions yongsun beside him before looking back at the idols. "we've come to fetch you. i hope you guys are okay while being trapped inside."

hyunseol and yunjin share a look while si-hyuk notices the way the pair immediately look at each other. the two idols then look back at the producer with smiles plastered over their faces. "no, pd-nim. we are okay. manager unnie managed to drop off some food in the studio before we got trapped, so..."

"we ate well and played some cards to pass time. it was good, despite getting trapped against our will", yunjin adds to hyunseol's statement, smiling at the thought of the interactions she shared with the txt member.

"okay, that's good to hear. also, hyunseol." si-hyuk nods and looks at hyunseol who flinches at the producer's gaze.

"y-yes?"

"come, i need to talk to you about something in my office." the six members of txt look at one another before the oldest looks back at the producer.

"solo schedule?"

"no, it's code oh." the five txt members look at hyunseol with wide eyes.

"c-code oh?"

"yes, now, come on."

"but the trash, pd-nim." the 5'11" foot idol motions to the neatly stacked paper bag in the room and si-hyuk looks at the five members of txt, the latter immediately realizing what the producer will say.

"your members will take care of it as their punishment of trapping you and ms. huh here. right boys?"

"yes! we'll do it!"

"it's okay, noona. we'll take care of it", huening kai states as he gently drags the oldest out of the room. "bang pd-nim needs to talk to you."

"okay, okay. i'll go." hyunseol then looks at yunjin and smiles with a slight bow. "i'll see you around, yunjin-ssi."

she then looks at the rest of le sserafim with a smile. "good luck on your debut, okay?"

"see you around, seol unnie." chaewon waves with the rest of her members.

si-hyuk then leads the txt's oldest member away from the group and yunjin's eyes follows hyunseol before the pair disappears around the corner.

"you girls really are evil." yunjin finally speaks up as she meets her fellow unnie line members before a smile breaks out on her face. "i can't believe you guys did that."

"so, yunjin noona." the former opera singer the turns her head to meet the eyes of txt's maknae. "what do you think about seol noona?"

"well..."

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summary: txt's oldest member, oh hyunseol just want a peaceful life after pandemic with her members, but it seems like fate wants to shake things up.

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[swaggy-waggy-gvf]

I love your writing! It brings a smile to my face!

Can you do a fic where your being an absolute brat and Danny keeps tally of everything then when you get home he delivers one hell of a punishment?

Princess - drw

Warnings

Smut 18+, unprotected sex (wrap it up guys), m!dom f!sub dynamic, edging, spanking, public stuff kind of, degradation?, a smidge of choking, ✨️daddy kink✨️, squirting

2.5k words

Idk if this is what you were looking for, but I hope I did your request justice

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You weren't quite sure why you decided to do this today, but nonetheless you were doing it.

You were being a complete and utter brat.

It had started with Danny trying to get ready, delicately tending to his curls fresh out the shower. You had tried to distract him, to get him to pay attention to you instead. Slowly creeping up behind him, arms reaching around his waist to loosen the towel hanging low on his hips.

A simple

"No."

With his hands removing you from his body served as his answer to your not so subtle request. You pouted at him, almost childishly crossing your arms in a mimick of a temper tantrum as you made eye contact in the mirror.

"Sweetheart," He sighed, face softening as he turned to face you, " I have to go into the studio today, you know that."

You continued your silent glare.

"Look, how about you come meet me there this afternoon? You can watch us finish up these tracks, and then we'll come home and I'll treat you like the princess you are? Ok?"

"Fine." You rolled your eyes. You had wanted him then and there, and really, you should've just behaved until he came home. He had already promised you exactly what you wanted, just later. But of course, that would've been too simple.

So you let him finish getting ready, and waved him goodbye as he left to meet his brothers in the studio. You quickly hopped into the shower after he left, devising your plan as you got ready for the day.

Step one was choosing your outfit.

Simple enough, right?

No, not today.

You were put off by his rejection, even though you knew he would've rather stayed in bed with you than go into the studio. And so you decided you could tease him a little while he worked.

After searching through your entire wardrobe, and his, you settled on a sundress. Deep forest green, falling at your mid-thigh. Danny had loved this one the second you brought it home, and frequently told you how stunning you looked in it.

So you slipped the dress over your body, foregoing any underwear.

You touched up your hair and makeup, slipping on some shoes and booking your uber to the studio.

You arrived just as the guys were wrapping up to take a break.

"Hey y/n" Jake smiled from his seat, quickly turning his attention back to Sam in the recording booth as he finished playing the new riff. You took a seat beside Josh, he flashed you a quick smile before continuing to scribble down lyrics in his old tattered notebook. Finally, your eyes landed on Danny, deeply invested in making sure everything Sam played was perfect, barely even acknowledging your presence. He was a perfectionist at heart, but his indifference to you relit the bratty streak he'd begun to unearth this morning.

Only a few moments later, Sam's playing stopped, and he emerged from the booth.

"I'm fucking starving. Lunch?"

The twins both hummed in agreement with their brother, but danny gently shook his head, mumbling something about wanting to work on his solo for the next tour.

The sounds of the kiszkas bickering about where to get food gently drifted down the hallway until they were out of earshot, and Danny slowly rose from his seat.

"Hey darling" He murmured, coming to press a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

"Mind if I work on this for a minute? I know I invited you, but Sam ended up taking longer than we thought and I really need to work on this and how it connects to songs. You know how it goes." He gently chuckled, lips still resting against your hair.

You nodded, smiling softly, he missed the mischievous glint in your eyes as be entered the booth and settled behind his kit. He flashed you a quick smile through the glass separating you before beginning to play.

His playing was animalistic, arms thrashing wildly. It never failed to turn you on, so as his arms began to slow you delicately uncrossed your legs, pulling the hem of your dress just enough to reveal yourself to him.

As he landed one final crash on the cymbals, his eyes met yours, then he noticed. His eyes darkened instantly, and he shook his head, mouthing a stern "no." To you.

You took no notice, running your hand down your thigh, until it dipped under the hem of your dress. Slowly, you gathered the wetness that had been building between your thighs, grazing your fingertips across your clit. He never broke his stare, his grip on his drumsticks tightening at your defiance.

You let your eyes flutter shut, slowly giving into the pleasure building in your stomach.

The sound of a door slamming snapped you out of your trance as Danny stormed over to you.

"What. The. Fuck." He spat.

"I need you daddy. Needed you all day."

You tried to play coy, but he wasn't having any of it.

"And I told you, later. And I tried to be sweet to you, inviting you into the studio with me. I was planning on spoiling you later, such a shame I'm going to have to punish you instead."

He leaned down, his hand resting at the base of your neck. A warning.

"You're such a slut" He breathed against your ear.

The sounds of the kiszkas returning from lunch snapped danny out of his trance. His eyes were still darkened but he was able to put up a facade of simply being frustrated with his solo. You excused yourself, claiming the beginnings of a painful headache were plaguing you, and slipped out the door and home.

You figured you had dug yourself deep enough, and you knew you were in for one hell of a punishment and didn't want to make it worse. Danny was typically a gentle lover, times like this were far and few between. Times where he let himself be consumed by it, when he let go and the gentle lovemaking you grew accustomed to became nothing more than the natural desire to give and to take.

Hours passed, you had swaped the dress for comfy shorts and one of his shirts, you hair was up and your makeup was off. You had cooked dinner but ended up eating it alone, wondering if you really did take it too far. You were about to call your losses and head to bed when the sound of the door slamming took you by surprise.

"Get your ass on that bed naked in the next 30 seconds or so help you."

Fuck.

He was pissed.

You hurried upstairs, stripping your clothes as you went. You laid across the bed, and a few minutes later he followed you into the room.

"Oh princess, look at you, you do know how to behave. So tell me why you decided to be such a fucking brat today, huh?"

You just shook your head, unable to form an answer that would suffice.

"And that's strike 3 now. You just keep making this worse for yourself."

You felt your wetness slowly making a mess between your thighs at his stern tone and stony glare.

"So here's what's going to happen, I'm going to punish you, for everytime you misbehaved today. And when I feel like you deserve it, you get to cum. Ok?"

"Yes daddy." You whispered. You rarely called him that, but you knew he would accept nothing else tonight.

He stepped forward, tugging his shirt off and climbing onto the bed. Spreading your legs apart, he immediately plunged two fingers into you, setting a relentless pace.

You let moans flow wantonly from your mouth, uncaring of if the neighbours could hear.

"Daddy- oh- daddy I'm close I'm gonna-"

And just as you were about to let it wash over you, he pulled his hand away, leaving you dripping and desperate.

"Wha-"

"I told you, you're getting punished. Now what do you think that one was for?"

He stared down his nose at you, one eyebrow quirked upward, await a response.

When you had nothing to say, he quickly filled in for you.

"That, was for trying to distract me this morning." You understood what he was looking for now, and you knew that was only the beginnings of his punishment.

He grabbed you by your waist, flipping you over with ease so you laid across his lap.

His large hand stroked almost gently across your ass, before coming down with a harsh crack against your skin. He pulled your hair back so he could meet your eyes, silently checking in that this was ok, a small reminder that he was still your danny underneath all this. You nodded wordlessly, arching your back and presenting your ass towards him for another hit. This time, when his hand his your reddened flesh, you moaned, eyes fluttering closed as you walked the line between pain and pleasure. His spanked you 3 more times, you could feel yourself dripping onto his lap more with each hit. Finally, he brought his hand down between your legs, landing a swift smack to your neglected pussy.

Your whole body jolted forward.

"Daddy please"

"Oh someone liked that," you could hear the smirk in his voice, "Look how wet you are for daddy, dripping all over my jeans. You're making quite the mess princess."

He sunk his fingers back into you, using his thumb to rub quick circles on your clit. Still sensitive from being edged, it didn't take long before you felt the familiar heat in your stomach.

"Daddy, daddy, I'm cl-ose"

Your voice cracked as you knew your orgasm would be denied again.

Just as you predicted, he removed his hand, once again flipping you so you laid spread across the bed on your back.

"And what was that one for, sweetheart?"

He settled on his stomach between your legs, looking up at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"That was for what I did at the studio, daddy"

He hummed in approval,

"That's right, it was for acting like a dirty little slut. Right there on that couch where anyone could've walked in on you. Acting like a depraved little whore, like I don't take care of you, huh? So starved for attention you finger yourself right there in my workplace."

You didn't know where this had come from, but his words made you clench around nothing, desperate for any kind of relief.

Without saying another word, he lowered his head, his tongue teasing your entrance.

He lapped lazy stripes up to your clit, closing his lips around the little bud to gently suck.

You were almost screaming at this point, sweat coating your body, thrashing against the sheets. It was sinful, the way his tongue lowered to your entrance again, this time pushing inside as the bridge of his nose bumped against your clit.

He flattened his tongue, hooking his hands around your thighs, urging you to grind against his face. Each drag against his mouth had you falling in deeper, just as it was about to wash over you, it was gone.

He sat up, licking his lips.

"And that, was for not answering me when I spoke to you."

His gaze softened, and in a stark contrast to his previous actions, his lips met yours in a gentle kiss, pulling back to let his forehead rest against yours.

"Please baby, I need you do you think you can take me now?"

His facade had broken, and all that was left of his anger was animalistic desire.

"Please daddy," you nearly sobbed, "Please I need you I need to cum, please."

He sat up, finally freeing himself from the constriction of his jeans, hooking his thumbs in his boxers to pull the down as well. His erection slapped up against his stomach, hard and flushed a deep red, leaking precum already. You had almost forgotten through your punishment that he hadn't been touched. You reached forward to take him in your hand.

"No, princess, I need to be inside. Need you now."

He took both your wrists in one hand, holding them above your head as he lined himself up. With one swift movement, he sheathed himself inside you, pausing for a moment to let you adjust.

"Please, danny, please move." You breathed.

He immediately began thrusting, a relentless pace chasing his high. He pulled you hips up into his lap, angling you so that every thrust would brush against that spot. Both of you had been so wound up it wouldn't take long. His free hand dropped to rub steady circles against your clit, this time pulling you under with him. His head resting in the crook of your neck, placing wet kisses where he could reach.

"I'm so close danny, I'm gonna cum" You moaned.

"Cmon princess, do it, cum for me. Soak me."

You threw your head back, back arching away from the bed as it finally hit you. It washed over you, pleasure coursing through your body, fulfilling Danny's wishes. You rained down onto his lap.

You were faintly aware of his moans, his head dropping against you as he shot inside you.

After a few minutes you came round to danny gently running a washcloth across you, careful not to overstimulate you. His free hand rested on your hip, a grounding touch, whether it was for you or him.

After a moment of silence he spoke up,

"Did I take it too far princess?" His voice was laced with concern, he couldn't quite meet your gaze yet. This happened, whenever he was rough with you, the fear that he'd done too much, that he'd hurt you. You placed a hand in his hair, scratching lightly against his scalp.

"No danny, it was perfect, you're perfect."

The tension he was holding in his shoulder visibly released, he finally looked up at you, eyes swimming with his normal, gentle love.

"C'mere" He mumbled, pulling you to him, in a sweet embrace, placing delicate kisses to your head, moving down to your cheeks, the tip of your nose which made you giggle. Finally planting a kiss against your lips, you could feel him smiling against you and it warmed your heart.

"Not to kill the mood danny," you giggled, nose brushing against his as you broke apart from the kiss, "but we are literally sitting in a puddle of my cum, can we please at least change the sheets before we cuddle."

He threw his head back, nose scrunching as he laughed.

"Yeah princess, let me help you into the bath, then we can have fresh sheets and cuddle. Maybe if you're lucky I'll even pour you a glass of wine." He waggled his eyebrows for extra emphasis on the wine, his familiar smile softening his features.

How one man could switch up so quickly you did not know, but you were grateful he was yours.

[iiep-wop]

Middle of Nowhere by Vancouver Sleep Clinic is insanely Lister coded and here's why

First of all, have the link to the song because I feel that y'all should have it

Below the cut is my lyric by lyric analasys because I genuinely have so much to say about it

Lyrics are in bold, analysing by the verse to make things easier :]

(Also disclaimer, I am actually only half way through season 5 roughly so if I am getting things wrong in terms with later canon feel free to let me know)

I'm coming back home for the winter And the border patrol said I should stick there for a while It's got my mind in a flood and the light gets dimmer As the world get cold

First off, first line is pretty obvious, Lister wants to get back home to earth and he knows that once he does he'll probably be told to stay grounded for a while

The final line just sort of reminds me of how the earth is probably dead or insanely different from how Lister remembers it, its been 3 million years after all

So now I'm back in my room, but it looks different My sister's painted the walls, and nothing's in it anymore But this is the place I found my spirit So, I know I'm home

Again, if he does get back to earth, everything will have drastically changed, it will all be different but he knows that this is where he used to live so it should be home

'Cause I came to this world as the child of the dreamgiver Tryin' to work it all out on the way to the moon And time wants me around, give my word to the gravediggers I'm just passing through

Not really got much for this verse but the second line feels very much like the whole space theme

Sometimes I wish that I lived in the middle of nowhere With a couple of dogs and a ranch on a farm And I don't even like farming or early mornings It just sounds calm

Lister and his plan for the farm in Fiji which knowing how he acts alot of the time, he definately doesn't like early mornings and also I think he's romanticised the whole farming thing in his head, I dont think he'd actually like it that much tbh

And I'd marry that girl I met in Texas Then my Grandma could hang 'round for the wedding And now it's starting to sound like a better ending And that hits hard

Basically, him wanting to marry Kochanski (or Rimmer) as 'that girl I met on Red Dwarf'

Its the life he wishes he could have had if the leak hadn't happened, everything's been smegged up and now he's stuck in space

*more chorus which I have skipped because I've already gone over that bit*

There's a million tangents I've been twistin' They always lead to regret this reminiscence in the end Some days, my mind feels like a prison It just needs some sun

There is no way he hasn't thought about various timelines and things that could have happened, idk why but If I were him I'd definately regret some of my actios that lead to being stuck in his situation.

He is essentially in a prison at this point, just him, presumably the last living human, the cat and the hologram of a guy he didn't like much

So, I walk 'til the city meets the country 'Til I'm the only one left in the world And then I'll write a few songs that just go nowhere Like this one

He is the last one left in the world

He writes songs that go nowhere (the -indling song)

*then the rest of it is just chorus again*

anyway this wasn't much of an analasis tbh, more me putting down random links from this song to Red Dwarf lmao

[wrongcaitlyn]

Ok so I have to admit the amount of like Conan Gray= a kind of tyt variation of Nico ig?

So like I know that you’ve mentioned like some of Conan’s outfits and his voice are similar to Nico so I rlly kinda fell down a like rabbit hole of research and stuff so here’s my findings:

-first, honestly just his looks?? Like you’ve mentioned how long his hair is growing kinda long and curly, and Conan’s hair during his Superache era honestly matches that soooo well. Also, how Rick kinda mentioned Nico has like a sleeper build, SO DOES CONAN. But like honestly how Conan got a haircut recently, I can’t totally see everyone pressuring him into getting it cut and the posts that Conan did for that is like so himmm idk.

-OK NEXT. Songs omg. I’ve literally been repeatedly releasing to his discography lately and I literally see so much as some stuff Nico would write if he was like less pop ig? Here’s the list:

Family Line- LITERALLY JUST HIM here’s some lyrics

“God, I have my fathers eyes But my sisters when I cry” like omg??-“It’s hard to put it into words How the holidays will always hurt..I watch the fathers with their little girls..And wonder what I did to deserve this, how could you hurt a little kid?..I can’t forgive, I can’t forget you..Cause now I’m scared that everyone I love will leave me”

Literally so abt Biancaaa and Hades. And the now I’m scared that everyone I love will leave me?😭 Tell me Nico didn’t write that I dare u. But honestly just that entire song I see as tyt Nico

Summer Child- I know you’ve listened to this one bc it’s a chapter title so I’m not gonna go into serious detail but like, so him and kinda Will? Idk I feel like the first and second verse r abt Nico and the rest r like Will

JIGSAW- Omg I see this as so much abt Nico’s struggle with being trans but also like kinda wanting Hades just to love him “If being less insane would make you stay..Then I’d be more like my sister..Say thank you maam and mister..For youuuu” HELLO? So abt the comparison Hades had with Nico and Bianca

There’s literally so many songs and I can’t get through them all so here’s some shorter summaries. Disaster- abt being scared of confessing to Will and it ruining their friendship. People Watching- about blending in and like just silently observing. Best friend and The Exit you already have so I don’t need to explain. Comfort crowd- abt Will and a bit of Leo being there for him. Checkmate- honestly I think this is just more of the pop tyt has, he and Apollo would have sm fun making this song. Affluenza and BurgerJesus(idk how to spell it)- abt the world he kinda grew up in and like the kids at his hs. I kinda see him being so petty abt it and another song that they’d had sm fun doing. Winner- just the song, it’s him and Hades, I literally don’t make the rules I’m sorry. “Packed my bags at 14 I hadn’t planned on leaving.. But you haven’t been back home for days” Just. Yeah. OK IM ALMOST DONE. Lastly, his connection with his fans and stage presence. I think they both like value so much that connection and vulnerability with their fans through their music, which is such a love abt an artist. Also I feel like their fan bases r rlly similar? Anyways that’s it I’m so sorry it’s this much😭 I just like felt rlly compelled to tell you idk?

thank you for doing the lord's work. this is all entirely accurate.

SLDKFJSD NO BC LITERALLY I SAW A VID OF CONAN ON MY EXPLORE PAGE TODAY AND SENT IT TO MY FRIEND BEING LIKE "i love ni- conan so much i love conan" like they are😭😭so similar😭😭and i realize that is partly bc of how i already had conan kinda in mind when writing this😭😭but like every day every interview every video every picture conan just proves the point more

SO LET'S GO THROUGH THIS IM VERY EXCITEDKSJF

YES YES YES I LITERALLY IMAGINE CONAN AS NICO ALL THE TIME😭his hair especially it's just exactly how i imagine nico's - and im gonna be honest i have no idea what a sleeper build is but they're looks are just. very alike.

OKAY OKAY LITERALLY ALMOST ALL OF THESE SONGS ARE ON MY PLAYLISTSDJF will spoil some: family line, summer child, and comfort crowd are already on playlists, and i HAD affluenza, disaster, winner and checkmate on playlists but then had to remove them bc i had too many songs HOWEVER youre literally so right about all of these and if only i could include them all😭😭also BURGERJESUSSKDJF ive been just calling it boygenius and i absolutely love all the mispellings that song is so iconic (i will never know how to spell it right)

AND YES YES YES. that's one of the things that makes me so like ahh i just truly do think that nico would be an incredible popstar because of the connection that he'd be able to make with his audiences, like i think he has this dry humor that's very similar to conan, and is incredibly sarcastic + also private, while still making such vulnerable and personal music - and that's EXACTLY one of the things that i love about conan, and what i also think makes his fanbase so amazingskdfj i also think there are just so many inside jokes throughout the fandom- OH OH OH AND CONAN'S LIVESTREAMS. THEY ARE. SO NICO.SDKF i can't they're literally one and the same and now that i think of it there's probably a joke somewhere in the talk your talk universe of them being twins or something

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ANALYSIS I LOVED THIS <33

[cinnamon-bunni]

💖🎵👄🦉

thank you for the ask!! <3

💖 Which of your fics is your pride and joy? oh, this is a bit of hard question...if youre talking abt fics that are posted, it'd either be Without a Simple Goodbye, mainly because i think i wrote Peter's panic very well (as well as his and Ted's banter), and i think the rest of the chapters have such huge potential (if only i'd finish it....i doubt i will tbh ^^;;), or Heart Melts (You Meant So Well), because as the last one i feel like it has a lot of potential, and its something ive had fun writing, even tho i feel like it could be a bit better (which arguably will be once i, yknow, plan out and finish the rest of the fic lol;;) if we are including fics i havent posted yet, then the easy winner would be my undead simeon au!! it is my magnum opus, and im not even done with it yet <3 the banter is so fun in that fic, and i havent even gotten to the soul-crushing angst of it all yet...im so excited to try and finish it, i should get back to to doing that lol (ive been working on it for, what, almost two years? which sounds right for how many words ive written for and compared to my other long fics....sigh i should REALLY finish that now)

👄 Your OTP are having their first kiss. What song do you imagine is playing? when you say OTP, my mind always goes to levi/barbatos, and tbh i have no idea....while i do have a levibarb playlist, i feel like oddly enough none of them fit? maybe *Luna's The Pulse of the Meteor? or either Anachronism....idk i feel like their songs would fit the best for some reason? even when the lyrics themselves dont, i think the instrumentals does it justice. this question is a hard one though, lolol;;;

🦉Is there another author that helped inspire you to write? idk about specific authors.....well of course there's my good mutual @/catboygirling who often gives me energy to write (specifically for undead simeon.....), but i dont think there's actual specific authors who inspire me; usually, it's singular fics that inspire me. whether it be how a certain characterizes a character, or their writing style (which usually inspires me tbh), or even the plot they have, it's usually the fic i read by them that inspires me and gives me new ideas or the energy to keep writing my current projects

🎵Do you make playlists for your fics? usually not! majority of my fics are oneshots andare something i stop thinking about once i finish it, but for my multi-chap works, i may make a playlist, depending on a) how long it is, and b) how haunted i am by it lol ^^;; like, i have a playlists for both Heart Melts as well as my undead simeon au, both of which are huge writing projects for me (bigger than any of my other things anyway), so they get a playlist that basically goes through each act of the story, the feelings of each character, and the vibes i wanna capture! so not always, but for the ones that i do, believe me when i say that that fic haunts me 24/7 lol

[mo0n-water]

hello hello, sorry that it’s been so long :( i’ve missed you.

i will hear the song if it’s the last thing i do 🥸 what’s it called? what’s the first lyric?

what book is it? why is it your favourite? summarise it in three words?

i hope you allow yourself to be a child sometimes. growing up so quickly must be tough.

nostalgia is my hamartia, i’m very stuck in the past, whether it is good or bad. also my great aunt has the most beautiful house, i’d love to live there when i’m older but it’ll probably go to the other side of the family. we can hope :)

i don’t really have any definitive life goals. i’m more of a live and let live kind of person, what’ll happen will happen and i shan’t waste time fretting about it. but i would like to own lots of cats when i’m older and have the village i live in suspect me of being a witch. i think that’d be fun.

i love people who talk a lot and are passionate about things they are interested in. there is nothing i enjoy more than listening to someone ramble on about a historical event i’ve never heard of or a movie i’ll never see. my best friend is very much a talkative person and i think that’s why we get on so well.

how many people can come to my party? i would probably invite: my two best friends, david bowie, regulus black, frida kahlo, oscar wilde, amy winehouse, boris pavlikovsky (from the goldfinch), my great great uncle who’s existance no one knew about until a few weeks ago (he had a very interesting life) and you :) i think we’d all have some very interesting conversations.

my favourite quote is ‘i don’t know. poets are always taking the weather so personally. they’re always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions.’ from the catcher in the rye.

questions for you:

- what are you doing right now?

- are you religious?

- how do you define art?

- do you want to get married? would you marry a friend in a non-romantic way?

- what’s your favourite smell?

- what would you name this chapter of your life?

- are you a responsible person?

- what’s your favourite punctuation mark and why?

HAHA HI!!! i missed you too!! i was telling the jegulily server about how i missed you…… then again, idk who you are, so maybe you saw that. (mysterious music.) anyway i hope you’re well & i mean… didn’t you say you were going to see harry yesterday? so you MUST BE well

re: your song… it’s called counting hours. you’re not gonna find it online but maybe i’ll send it to you if/when you tell me who you are. (not holding it hostage, i just don’t wanna post it publicly hahaha!! first line is “spent the early hours of june reading quotes from whitman” i guess you don’t know what that has to do with you, but the rest of the song is… a little more obvious xx

the book is looking for alaska! i think i mentioned it before. i like how it explores grief and unanswerable questions, as well as how it talks about growing up. for three words, i don’t know, i’d maybe say “famous last words” :)

you definitely seem like the type of person one would mistake for a witch. and believe me, that is the highest of compliments coming from me. and about nostalgia, YEAH. yeah. G-d yeah. i feel like nostalgia rules my life sometimes, but i don’t really mind that? i was talking with my dad about that recently, about trying to recreate old memories & bring the past back. i think there’s something beautiful about that.

i like the live & let live philosophy. i think it makes for an interesting life. my favorite kinds of people are the ones who aren’t afraid to do something unexpected, to seek out new opportunities & go on adventures. a change of plans is my favorite thing. have you always been like that, or is your decision to embrace that a new thing? (i am ignoring your use of the word shan’t, lest i make a fool out of myself in my own tumblr post…)

listening to people ramble is a secret favorite of mine. i have a friend who’s really into films, & i love to get him ranting about his favorite plot lines & all that cinematography stuff that i don’t understand. i don’t even like movies! but i like listening to him talk about them. what’s something you like to ramble about like that?

i like your quote & i like your dinner party. i question how wise it is to invite boris, given he’d probably derail the whole thing… but i suppose that’s the whole point, and what makes it fun. consider this my rsvp! i think regulus, bowie, & boris would either be best friends or sexy rivals. can’t decide, but i’m here for it. also, your great great uncle?? i would love to hear the story there.

right now, i’m sitting on a porch swing & thinking about you. the temperature is perfect out here, humid enough to feel like a hug without descending into something more like a chokehold. i keep getting distracted & staring at the daylilies across the road. i was sitting in the living room before, but my parents were talking so i stepped out here to focus on writing this. after, i think i’ll play guitar for a bit – i was working on something earlier that i’d like to continue.

yes, i am religious! i’m a religious jew, which i think i’ve probably mentioned before because i honestly don’t shut up about it. it’s shabbat today, & i actually just got back from an event at synagogue. it was a pride event more than a religious thing, though – i convinced the rabbi to go out in drag, which was fucking brilliant honestly. anyway, judaism is easily one of the most important things to me. how about you? i always worry it’s rude to ask but i love talking about faith.

okay i had a conversation about defining art a few months ago & it just about broke my brain… genuinely it was in like january but i still don’t have an answer, no matter how much i think about it. i kinda think art is an arbitrary categorization we use to fit human expression into a box, but my opinion there could be changed with a strong wind. help????

i’d definitely like to get married someday, but it’s not a goal i’m working towards or anything… obviously, i think. i’d definitely marry a friend. it all comes down to whether it’s the right person. (if this is an offer, my answer is yes xx)

my favorite smell is rotting wood.

i’d name this chapter of my life “the wandering” because i feel like i’m looking for something, but i’m not sure what it is & i’m not in any rush. taking my time! it feels a lot like wandering.

responsible??? me???????? i suppose it depends on what you mean by responsible. in some regards, sure. in others, not at all. i don’t like the idea of responsibility, though, it feels stifling – i’d rather dedicate myself to things out of love than out of any sense of responsibility. not sure if that makes sense or answers your question.

i like semicolons!! as my best friend can surely tell you… i just feel like they conceptualize my ceaseless need for elaboration. i’m wary of overusing them. but yeah i learned how to use a semicolon in elementary school & i’ve been terrorizing people with them ever since.

as always, i love the questions you pick! some from me:

- what grounds you?

- what’s a feeling you find overwhelming? how do you cope?

- what’s your relationship with music? what does it mean to you, how do you interact with it?

- favorite fruit?

- tell me a secret?

hope to see you in my inbox soon!! kind regards <3

[brain-empty]

OK LISTEN UP LISTEN UP just look, for starters: 'I Cant Fix You' taken out of its fnaf context is essentially about two people, one trying to be someone else and impress the other while grieving the fact that they cant be that person; whether it be an idealized version of themself or someone else who is similar or trying to be brought back in some form (literally or metaphorically) and the other person while kinda vague about their side in the song seems to be very similar to the first person and also knows they cant 'fix' the person, now that can be interpreted a few ways but ngl i see it as the person they want to bring back being impossible to bring back, and the replacement or new version of them not being enough to fill the hole left by whatever was lost and theyre implied to have a bond together and just ok i cant explain the rest of it [btw this is based off the cg5 cover cuz cg5 wins at music] IMMA GET ONTO SPECIFIC PARTS OF LYRICS NOW: "I've been trying for so long To sing you the right song To show you something different every day So you hear what I have to say Like puzzle pieces And now we're here at a standstill I wonder if you feel The kind of pain that rips your insides out

That's something I know all about Shocking, ain't it?" the first bit is just a representation/metaphor for how Purple's been trying to impress King and help him with his plans but then Purple sides with CG and thats where i kinda see this song happening so they start to just say everything on their mind (its like kinda what couldnt have been said in the actual series cuz no diologue but- idk man im tired go along with me) and the pain that rips your insides out in their cases is the loss of family and the pain that inflicts on you "Is it because I can't be her? Made your mistakes and make me hurt I can't fix you Is it because I can't be her? Made me awake and make me hurt I can't fix you" Purple can't be Gold, they know that, but they sorta see it as if King is trying to replace Gold with them and they feel bad cuz they can't be Gold no matter how hard they try. The mistake in Purple's eyes is trying to destroy Minecraft and how that hurt them since they had to betray and harm friends no matter which side they were on and Purple knows this wont fix King and how they can't fix King too "I can feel my heart breaking Mistakes I've been making I'm running out of patience to pretend This isn't how I'll let it end My feigning fading You've been mourning your loss here And that's grinding my gears How can a human lose their self control" Purple has also made mistakes in helping King and is running out of patience to pretend that this is a good idea, hence why they betrayed King and they're sick of King's mourning for his son cuz thats all this is, he lost his self control and is hyperfocussed on saving his son who cant be saved and Purple is aware of that and doesn't like it at all "There's nothing left to make you whole I'm done explaining" Purple knows he's too far deep and isnt taking anymore bullshit essentially "This is what happens when you leave it to someone else If you want it done right you should just do it yourself You oversaturate your world with nothing but machines You might make everyone happy but you're dead inside, just like me" the first two lines are simple: this is what happens when you leave your plans to someone else and how they were kinda a hinderence to King in the end. the next line i feel has 2 different interpretations that essentially mean the same thing in a sense: it could be about how King oversaturated and indulged his life with Minecraft to hopefully someday save his son or it could be about the several attempts at making the staff that he puts the blocks on cuz like..i think that counts as a machiene in a way? Idk the last line doesn't fit entirely but it could be about making the Piglin army happy in a way and knowing that deep down King is just as hurt as Purple is despite that "We have a lot more in common Than you would be calm with It's like we're the same person, me and you

We both don't know we can do" Purple and King do have a lot in common, they've been through similar things in terms of familial loss and have ended up with the same ideas and plans via teaming up, they feel conneted in a sense, but Purple knows their plans have a lot more than King might think and Purple points that out that they both dont know the full power of the game icon when in use, only in research, until King starts to fully utilize it that is. I did skip over repeating lyrics and some of this is kinda ehhh reasoning wise but I feel like this interpretation of everything could be interesting for people so I'll post it anyways

aight time to crank up the fnaf classic's to 11 and do fuk knows what

[gingeraleluke]

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𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x short!fem!influencer!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: vinnie’s favorite thing about dating a short girl? how his clothes look on her.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: fluff!, maybe some suggestive parts? +swearing and reader being an olivia rodrigo fan

𝗔/𝗡: this was a request i got months ago and i lost the ask so hopefully they see this!! i’ve been writing tall readers, so now it’s time for my short readers to shine!! (i made reader 5’1 but you can definitely just add in your own personal height! other than that, there was nothing too specific) PS: I KNOW OLIVIAS TOUR HASNT STARTED YET, THIS IS FICTION 🥴

also, i’ve been making gifs for my fics recently, and honestly?? don’t they look BOMB? ugh, idk i’m proud 😋

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you and vinnie had an annual vacation that was almost a tradition for you two. every year, you’d put aside your schedule for the month, and spend it somewhere new with the love of your life. it was something the two of you looked forward to, always being exhausted from the influencer life and just wanting be together and see new things.

you two were only on your ninth day in paris, and had so much planned. one of those plans was crafted by vinnie, who had bought the two of you tickets to one of your favorite artists.

seeing the words ‘olivia rodrigo’ in neon lights while holding the hand of your lover, was a memory you’d never forget. the only tickets he could manage, were in general admission so you were slightly mobbed while in the line for the venue, many people recognizing the two of you from tiktok.

sure, it was somewhat annoying, but they were all much kinder than you expected and thankfully, not too many people bothered you after getting pictures. you guys had pit seats and you had never been to a concert before.

your blood pressure was through the roof and you were on the verge of bouncing off of the walls. a security guard had recognized vinnie and brought the two of you to a section outside of the pit where bars would separate you from the general public— which you were immensely thankful for. being rubbed up against a bunch of fans, just was not the move.

when the show started, people seated in front of you stood up and you realized how shitty your view was, despite being so close, everyone was just too goddamn tall, that you couldn’t see anything. you always hated being shorter than everyone and the silhouette of the back of peoples heads, had haunted you since you were young. you had lightly bounced up, trying to see olivia who was almost completely blocked out of view, her floating head the only thing you could see. vinnie noticed immediately and grabbed you, placing you on his shoulders. you had one hand in his hair and another waving around as you shouted out the lyrics, seeing olivia crystal clear.

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“that was fucking incredible.” you paced in your socks around the bedroom of the loft you were staying at, vinnie laying stomach flat on the bed, admiring you with his head in his hands.

“i mean…i can’t feel my legs and my throat hurts like hell but, god that was incredible.”

“well, i’m glad you had fun.” he cooed.

“of course i had fun! oh my goodness, today has been one of the best days literally ever.” you sighed and sat on the side of the bed, your legs dangling over the edge. you checked the time on your phone, “it’s late but i’m starving..”

“you want food?”

“yeah, do u?”

“sure, i don’t mind. what do you want?” he sat upright and pulled out his phone, ording your favorite.

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once you guys finished eating, you decided to do the rest of your laundry before bed. it was almost 3am and you were still jumping with excitement, like a kid who had too much candy.

“do she know how proud i am she was created? with the courage to unlearn all of their hatred.” you sang softly, humming the rest of the song. vinnie had taken a shower and was blow drying his hair so he couldn’t hear you.

you were listening to music through your headphones, droning out the noises coming from the bathroom. you folded the small articles of clothing, your brain associating the music to the core memory you had just experienced.

“and when the clouds won’t iron out and monsters creep into your house…” you sung, oblivious to the boy watching you, his back against the wall outside of the bathroom and his arms crossed. it didn’t matter how much your throat hurt, you loved singing along to songs, even if you weren’t the best at it.

“and every door is hard to close….” you bent over momentarily, picking up a sock that fell off the bed and continuing to fold the clean laundry.

“well i hope you know how proud i am you were created. with the courage to unlearn all of their hatred..” grabbing the completed pile of shirts, you turned to put them in the drawer beside the tv, seeing how you’d be living there for a few weeks.

“but god, i hope that your happier today..” you paused and closed your eyes, letting yourself have a moment with the outro of the song.

“cause i love you..”

“and i hope that you’re okay.” vinnie mouthed the words as he heard you finish the song. he began clapping, and since the song ended, you could hear it.

jumping slightly, you grew flustered. you didn’t sing much infront of vinnie unless there was music playing, so knowing he saw you sing fully acappella, was scary.

“oh stop, i sounded like a dying cat.”

“oh come on, you’re not THAT bad.” he joked pulling the covers up while you finished putting the laundry away.

“i’m sorry you had to hold me up all night..” vinnie wouldn’t admit it, but his shoulders were slightly sore from caring you all those hours, but he didn’t care. it was worth it, seeing how happy you were. plus, you were so little that your legs fit just fine around his shoulders.

“did you have fun?”

“yeah! i bought merch, y/n! of course i had fun.” he exclaimed.

“OH YEAH, about that…i wanna wear your shirt for bed tonight. i just wanna try it on since you got a shirt that i didn’t get.”

“let me get this straight— i buy you four shirts and one for myself, and you want to wear mine?” he asked.

“just this once! then it’s yours!” you smiled, holding your hands behind your back and looking up at vinnie who towered over you.

“fine, but only because you’re so cute..” he leaned down to kiss your nose before pulling his shirt out of the bag and watching you get dressed. it was just a standard tour shirt with olivia on the front and the tour dates on the back.

“let me see how your little five foot body looks wearing my shirt.” he laid under the covers, his arms behind his head as he leaned against the headboard.

“hey, i’m 5’1!”

“wow, so scary!” he put his hands up and mocked you as you spun around to face him.

“shut up! i didn’t ask to be short..” you huffed, crossing your arms.

“that looks so good on you, i—just have my children, right now—“

“what?!” you giggled, taken off guard as he swooped you up and placed you on his lap, the blankets in between you.

“you look so sexy in my clothes, sweetheart, i can’t help it.” he groaned, kissing up your neck.

“it’s literally too big for me, it ends at my knees!”

“yes, and i love it..” he continued his assault on your neck, peppering kisses everywhere.

“wait, look!” you jumped up, vinnie whining and questioning you as you ran to the window.

“it’s raining!” you cheered, grabbing your phone and filming it before realizing that it was too dark.

“y/n…you’ve seen rain before, this isn’t special.”

“yeah, but it’s my first time seeing rain in paris.” sliding open the window, you stuck a hand out, feeling the rain hit your palm. vinnie sauntered behind you, bending over to place his chin on your head.

“you’re so cute.” he smiled.

“i know..”

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@radioblah-blah @janesofia7 @sofslander

[duxpuella]

Hii! How are you? Idk if your requests are open but i would like to request Neil Perry x fem reader o any pronouns i don’t mind, where the reader is a singer and has a bunch of songs written about Neil, and he loves them ofc. Thank you!!🫶🏼

Headcanons of Neil P. with a (fem!) singer reader

<Atention: Modern AU where Neil lives, and Welton’s a boys & girls school.

Warnings: Fluff, just lots of cheesy love and Neil Perry being amazing; >

Note: This was more self indulgent than I originally planned, but I wrote as if they ended pursuing the artistic careers (reader as a singer and Neil as an actor) with a happy ending, because we all need one. Hope you like this, let me know if you need anything else :)

Also, here’s my Neil playlist, hope you enjoy it!

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The first time Neil heard you sing was in the school choir, he was mesmerized. He often would play your favorite tunes with just the right volume to hear the words floating out of your mouth. He never knew if you could see through his actions, but you would always sing. 

Once you graduated and started pursuing your musical career he was nothing but supportive. You were sharing a tiny apartment in New York, living from part-time jobs and pouring the rest of you into your art and each other. It was beautiful and those years were glorious. 

At a certain point, things got better. Neil started to get casted in bigger and bigger plays as his graduation was getting closer. Meantime you were working on your first original work. You should do an album with an original melody and lyrics as a final paper, then present it to a jury. The best ones would gain a contract with a famous music producer and get the chance to enter the music industry. 

Neil was your muse, your primal inspiration. You didn't let him see your drafts but you would perform the finished songs to him every time. And he loved it, he never stopped loving hearing you sing. Some of them made him cry, others made him recall the memories you gathered together over the years. 

He went to your presentation, of course. He assured you that everything was fine, that your work was touching and wholesome, and that they would be stupid not to invest in it. He took you to dinner after and cuddle you to sleep stopping anxiety to get the best of you. 

He was holding your hand when you got the news that you not just had passed (and would, in fact, graduate) but that they loved your songs and would like to launch your career. He was with you all the way, he would always be. You were his favorite singer, his favorite lyricist, his favorite musician. 

Neil would be your nº1 fan, supporter, and hype man. 

He would give good advice on producing and creativity (as an artist himself). 

Great emotional support because being an artist can be very emotionally draining, and he knows it. 

He would LOVE hearing the songs for the first time and helping you improve them. 

Talks about your songs to everyone. 

Has convinced (more than once) musical play producers to hire you. 

Loves to interpret your songs as well. 

He bought you a portable voice recorder once, so that you could take note of ideas more properly (with rhythm and melody).

He always buys your CDs on pre-sale. 

He loves your lyrics and has a verse tattoed somewhere on his arm. 

With time, both of you became very successful and quickly were the It Couple, people were just fascinated by your story and how you were always supportive of each other's work. 

Needless to say that there were TONS of edits on TikTok about the both of you, and you're fans were also very connected. In general, the public loved you. 

You were asked to be a fan's adoptive parents very often though, LOL. 

Tag list: @tall-my-beloved ;

Hope you like it! I take requests by ask! (info on requests);

Also, you’ll find more of my writing here.

[dianymphii]

Twst Characters as Music Artists

Riddle: Little Tart

Idk piano music? Asian traumacore (like me!) so maybe he just does piano covers.

Ace picked his name and now he doesnt know how to change it.

It is technically perfect but a soulless perfomance. Sucks to suck kid

Trey: Muffin Man

He is too busy to make music but someone sampled him for an audio clip and named him That as credit. A double betrayal.

alternatively cooking by the book remix ft lil jon vibes but only posts it once, and in a weird stress frenzy.

no he will Not talk about it tyvm

Deuce: 2euce

garageband beat maker, he wanted to do a fun play on his name but ace just calls him Two-ce. deuce does not like this.

Ace: DJ Ace

he doesnt even dj

Cater: Di4mond

lofi beats to shit and piss to

posts guitar covers, really giving softboy, genuinely pretty good but like kind of hates his music.

he is the person who inspired two-ce

Leona: King’s Roar

leona could not be assed to use his creativity to make a name so he looked as his unique magic like. yeah ok.

idk why but i can feel in my soul he could produce some FIRE beats, maybe even like put in joke sound samples of other people but remixes them in a way that sounds fucking good. he only posts like once every 6 months to a year but everyone gets real excited like BITCH I THOUGHT U DIED!!! nah, he was nappin.

he also does not read or respond to comments. he has a vague awareness his music is popular but also does not care. if u bring it up tho he's gonna be real smug about it. fucking asshole.

Jack: Unleash Beats

i could sit here and say i think jack was inspired by leona to play on is UM for a name but honestly i just thought it was so funny i almost crapped my pants.

maybe he raps if he doesnt cringe himself out.

Ruggie: RUGGIE

this is a classic man, no need to get weird he is ruggie and he knows it. actually might have gone by ruggie b on soundcloud, all lowercase, but leona let him be on one of his tracks, promptly forgot the name he used and couldnt be assed to check. typed RUGGIE in caps cuz thats deadass who he is. the song he did with leona was so popular he had to rebrand to keep the hype.

good at freestyle, more rnb vibes

Jade: Nothing (nothing is also not his name)

ok so you know AZARI???? that person with the viral and rather slappin' tunes and has no channel name and no video titles??? its just blank? thats jade. i dont want to imagine what sounds this monster produces but im going to say some words and let you fill in the rest in some lovecraftian horror

contra bass

5 amps

distortion

floyd walking in on him

a car crash

quits after like 3 songs he just wanted to see what would happen, step 293 in his 109283 step plan.

Azul: Over The Sea

idk more piano. chill lounge beats to extort innocents to

floyd's outdoor fit is azul merch

azul did force him to wear it

this means azul's merch is an ajuma visor. pop off king!

Floyd: beneath the waves

u know yuno miles? composer of such hits like dookie on my shoe and lay an EGG? floyd makes That.

someone invites him on stage to freestyle as a joke and he pulls the best freestyle rap you have ever seen. it is so fire the room starts smoking. did we order a fog machine? no? well shit. someone asks him to do it again and he says 'nah'

Kalim: The Sultan. Son of Song

i know he can sing but my mind says vegetales

someone pitches the name to him and hes like haha sounds cool! not slavemastercore at all :D (dont come for me)

Jamil: Viper

another lad who cannot be assed, but viper sounds cool so he wins this round.

makes the most angry diss tracks while making eye contact with kalim. kalim cheers.

Vil: Vil Schoenheit

he is boring and professional and it is the name listed in the credits for his next musical production.

Epel: Big Apple

im sorry about ur name epel

very angry. why is everyone is so angry.

Rook: The Hunter

leans into the french thing. uncomfortable sexual lyrics. not uncomfortably sexual, but like. uncomfortable and also sexual. "I could smell you from across the room The smell of your sweet perfume Your body covered in white lace Compels me to take chase, la chasse" (lyrics by @twsty-mad)

Idia: Gl00my Samurai

steve aoki

will mix orchestral soundtracks into his edm for optimal gaming experience

yes i did rip his gaming handle. i think for all he is people avoidant he would like people to recognize his prowess as an artist of game And song

Ortho: Soundboard

is how idia makes music

Malleus: m.d.

leonacore in that he doesnt post often but when it hits it hits. dark melancholy rap vibes.

uses his initials like when he signed off that christmas card maybe even has a song about that and how he keeps waiting for a reply. add a return address next time

literally No information about him online, gives off mysterious anonymous vibes. who is he! does anyone know his alt accounts! no fool. he doesnt have any. he doesnt even have twitter. i think he is happier for this.

Sebek: Retainer to the Prince of Briar Valley

this man will not relax.

raps but really bad.

classified as screamo on decibel alone

Silver: silver lining

lofi music you can wake up to

"please god let it work this time"

it doesnt

Lilia: D.I.L.F.

Destroy Invalidate Lie and an F or SOMETHING that stands for dilf that isnt dilf just to stress his son out.

gaslight gatekeep girlboss but like idk edgy

makes death metal bagpipe music to surprise to (edited) Made w/ @twsty-mad

[kimnjss]

game nights | ot7

⇢ pairing: ot7 x reader  ⇢ genre: smut. // pure unedited filth. ⇢ word count: 4.7K ⇢ theme: established relationships. ⇢ rating: explicit. ⇢ warnings: cursing, slight dirty talk, fingering, voyeurism, oral sex (f/m. receiving), unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, soft noona kink, riding, cum shot, light anal play, exhibitionism, idk if this is an orgy buut... handjobs, masturbation, think there’s a bit of dry humping too. ⇢ A/N: yall, this was so !! i had a lot of fun writing this and this is my first time writing all of them so like pls be nice :( seven is a lot tho ., yn really out here living her best life x

Several kisses are placed to Yoongi's cheek as you stand from the bench in the camper van. Wanting to give him some space to work as he got sucked deeper inside of his music, his grin grows at the feeling of your lips against his skin, a distracted peck being placed on your lips before you're heading out of the van.

Quick steps are taken toward the main house, set on seeing what the other guys are up to in there. Joon and Tae busy preparing dinner for tonight. Jimin is the first to notice you as you slide the screen door open, lips stretching into a pretty smile.

He's sat on the table, Hoseok in front of him and Jin on the other side. “What you guys in here talking about?” You're asking, sinking into the open space between Hobi's legs. Your back resting against his chest, strong arms wrapping around your waist. His head cranes to the side, wet lips grazing over the shell of your ear.

“They're playing the game,” His words tickle your ear, teeth nipping at the skin. He has your eyes fluttering from the gentle touch of his tongue, tips of his fingers brushing against your thighs.

The soft swipe of his tongue shifts into bold sucks from his lips, a single hand sliding underneath the fabric of your shirt. He's tracing patterns against your stomach, grip tightening around your thigh, parting your legs slightly – just enough so he's able to fit his hand between your legs.

A soft laugh falls from your lips, head tilting a bit so you can get a better look at his face. “What's gotten into you?” His fingers managed to creep up high enough underneath your shirt, fingers just underneath the wire of your bra. “You look good. This Kookie's shirt?” You're nodding, barely registering his words.

Mind too wrapped in the anticipation of what the and between your legs plans to do. Never one to beat around the bush, it's no surprise that Hoseok is skipping the formalities, going for what he wants. Jimin has hopped up from his spot at the table, singing is heart out with the karaoke lyrics that appear on the screen.

Jin is still in his spot at the table, focus on the character running across the screen. Neither of them picking up on the way Hoseok has slipped his hand underneath the waistband of your shorts, bypassing your panties completely. Cool fingers find your folds, stroking them slowly.

“So soft,” He sighs into your ear, fingers moving further between your legs. The tips of his fingers finding your entrance. With each gentle stroke he leaves behind, paired with the wet kisses he's leaving on your neck, you're growing wetter. And he's quick to notice, a groan falling from his lips at the feeling of your slickness. “Getting so wet already.”

With his words, his fingers are picking up speed. Moving up to find your clit, applying light pressure to the nub and you're eyes are rolling. Hips lifting slightly as your head lulls back against his shoulder. If he was trying to be discreet, that's now shot to hell with the sounds that leave your lips.

He doesn't seem to mind, rolling your clit between his fingers allowing you to lift your hips into his hand. Hoseok sucks hickeys into your skin and you feel heat bubbling in your chest. Close already and it's a little embarrassing how quickly he managed to get you there.

“Oh, fuck!” The cry tumbles from your lips automatically, as he's pushing two long fingers past your walls. He's chuckling, sliding into the knuckle, curling up, and just barely brushing against the soft spot inside of you. Jin's attention is flickering to you instantly at the sound of your voice, recognizing the roll of your hips automatically.

Thick lips caught between his teeth, sitting up slightly to get a better look at the movement of Hoseok's fingers between your legs. He's pumping his fingers in and out quickly, pressing against that spot each time he can reach it. Pulling whiny moans from your lips that has Jimin turning to face you.

Dark eyes zeroing in on the look on your face. Brows furrowed, jaw slack as a string of moans falling from your lips. A tightness rises between his legs, brow arching slightly. The karaoke forgotten as he lowers himself in front of you. “Is Hobi making you feel good, baby?” His tone soft, fingers reaching out to catch your jaw.

He uses his grip to tilt your head to his, pinning you with that sexy look that has your toes curling. You nod, but he's shaking his head instantly. “Wanna hear you,” Hoseok has pulled his fingers out to the tip, pushing them forward with a force that has a loud shout breaking through your chest.

Keeping his fingers pistoned inside of you, his thumb lifts to toy with your clit. Jimin's waiting expectantly in front of you, hands set on your knees to keep your legs from clamping shut. Weakly, you nod again – quickly realizing that wasn't enough for him the last time.

“Y-yes. It fe-els... so good.” It's the stroke of his ego that has Hoseok speeding up the movement of his fingers, mind set on making you cum in front of his members. Jin has moved from his spot behind you. Sat beside you with a large hand set over the growing bulge at the front of his shorts, not daring to look away from you.

It's different, having all of their eyes on you. Use to the times that Jungkook has watched, but this was much different and you liked it. So much that it has your walls clenching around Hoseok's fingers, pressure building in the pit of your stomach. “She's so close,” Thumb pressing down rougher on your clit as he speaks.

His name falls from your lips on a broken cry, orgasm washing through your body. Long fingers fuck you through the entirety of it, lips pressing soft kisses against your skin as you ride it out. He's not pulling his fingers out until your body is crashed against his chest again.

Jimin allows you no time to breathe, hands instantly reaching from the waistband of your shorts. He's tugging them down your legs before you're able to register he has a hold on them. Catching your panties along the way, effectively revealing your wet lips to the entire living room.

“Fuck, you're so messy.” He's whining before leaning forward, Hoseok's hands now on your knees – holding your legs open. Jimin's thick tongue takes a bold lick over your slit before he's diving in, lips attaching to your clit as the tip of his tongue flicks against it.

Hoseok's chin is rested on your shoulder, watching Jimin's tongue fuck into you. His thick length pressed into your lower back, the slow lift of his hips dragging it against you. Soft groans from the friction falling from his lips, mixing with the husky moans that echo beside you.

Eyes shifting, landing on Jin. Cheeks flushed and teeth scraping against his teeth, eyes downcast, focus on the twist of Jimin's tongues over your folds. He's since pulled his cock from behind his shorts, glistening tip on full display as his large hand strokes over the base. His hips move to match the movement of his hand and you can't keep yourself from reaching out.

His cock is thick, heavy in your palm. There's a stutter in his hips when you're stroking him, a pit more power in your movement than he had been applying before. The tongue between your legs moves swiftly, pushing past your folds and slipping into your entrance.

He's lapping up the juices that have leaked from your core following the orgasm Hoseok just gave you. Moaning against your core like the taste of you is the most delicious thing to ever hit his tongue, the sound sending vibrations through your body that has your pussy tingling, not far from your next release.

“Jimin,” The gasp falls from your lips easily, free hand reaching down to tangle in his hair. Pushing his face further between your legs as they threaten to close, if it wasn't for the firm grip Hoseok had on your thighs – no doubt they would've clamped down around his head by now.

Jin hisses, your hand squeezing around him a bit hard – moving faster over him. He's moving against you, cursing under his breath as the tightness in his stomach grows. The steady roll of Hoseok's hips behind you doesn't let up either, driving himself closer to the edge which each thrust.

“You're so sweet. Gonna cum all over my tongue?” His words are murmured into your entrance, but you hear him as if he's right at your ear. Nodding breathlessly as your hips lift, silently begging him to bring you to your climax all over again. Strong hands reaching out landing on your inner thighs.

His nose is pressed snugly against your clit, pushing against it with each movement of his jaw. Desperate pleas and mules fall from your lips and it's not long before you're falling apart, hand loosening around Jin's length which has him reaching to finish the job himself.

He watches you as you cum, grunting out his own release moments later. Jimin doesn't let up between your legs, taking in the new flow of arousal that leaves your body while Jin's cum splatters onto your cheek, rolling down the side of your face. Soft kisses are being placed to your clit before Jimin is lifting his head from your legs completely, hooded eyes finding your flushed face.

Your juices drip from the tip of his nose all the way to his chin. You don't bother to mask the soft moan that falls from your lips at the sight of him sucking his lips into his mouth, groaning at the taste of you. Thick lips capture yours a soft hand set on the back of your head to keep you still, mouth instantly flooded with your taste.

Jimin pulls away after a while, grinning down at you. Hoseok is the one to wipe your face, sleeve covered palm reaching up to wipe the stickiness from your cheek. He's cooing sweetness into your ear, gentle praise of how good you were for them. Hearing his words is enough to have your head spinning.

Jin is helping you to your feet after Jimin has secured your shorts onto your hips again. Soft lips finding your forehead and the moment is so sweet. Being surrounded by them, the way they care for is enough to make your heart swell.

And for the hundredth time, you're filled with the simple happiness that comes from being her. With them.

Dinner was delicious, much to Namjoon's surprise. He had been so worried about cooking for everyone, but it turned out well in the end. Paired with the delicious stake prepared by your Taehyungie, it made for a great meal. Now the eight of you were gathered around in the game room, figuring out what game to play together on your last night.

Last night. You couldn't believe that the week had flown by so fast, had enjoyed yourself to the fullest here with them. It was nice to get away from it all, be in a place where only you guys existed. A definite breath of fresh air being able to step away from the constant hustle and bustle of their everyday life, finally able to breathe.

And them wanting you to be here with them made it that much better. This trip could easily be placed high up on your list of time spent with them. Whether it was spending mornings with Jin, cuddling with Yoongi, or working out with Jungkook you had enjoyed yourself.

Even if it was something as simple as watching Jimin and Taehyung sing karaoke, it felt like the best moment. Reading with Joon, driving with Hoseok such simple things but each moment felt precious. Even now, sat around the table listing off the different games you could play, it felt special.

It's Taehyung that suggests strip poker after the game of Avalon has grown too confusing to keep up with. And it's no surprise how quickly the suggestion is picked up, wide grins spreading across features as the cards are passed out. The game quickly turns competitive, it's inevitable with these boys. Although, their goal isn't targeting each other – no, what they were focused on was which one of them could trap you. A secret alliance formed to get you undressed but battling to see who could make you take off the most.

You're not the only one that has stripped down, though. Sat in the t-shirt that you stole from Jungkook and a pair of panties is almost nothing compared to what Taehyung is left in. the one that suggested the game, but he wasn't doing so well. His shirt and pants discarded, as well as his socks. He sits in nothing but the clingy briefs that leave very little to the imagination.

And you don't even bother to keep yourself from looking down. He's hard, which isn't much of a surprise. You had been pressed against him since he took his shirt off, seconds from nuzzling your way into his lap. His cock seems to twitch at the new bit of attention, lips parting as you all but drool at the sight.

He notices instantly, shifting so that his crotch is on display. You can clearly see the way it fights against the fabric of his boxers and your mind is wandering to all the things you know he can do with it. Yoongi's attention is spiked at the lull in your game, eyes following where you're staring. A brow lifted in Taehyung's direction.

Tae doesn't even realize he's got another set of eyes on him, the game the farthest thing from his mind as he reaches for your hand. Movements slow but there's direction behind them. Yoongi watches the entire time Tae sets your hand in his lap, spreading your fingers over his crotch.

A breathy moan falls from his lips when your fingers flex around him, hips lifting just slightly to meet your touch. The others are so wrapped up in the game, attention on Hoseok who has lost two rounds in a row. Shirt ditched as well as the sweats that hug his hips so nicely.

Your focus doesn't shift from the movement of your hand, though. Encouraged by the soft whines that fall from his lips, paired with the intense stare from Yoongi beside you. The tightness grows between his legs, not sure if it's from the sight of Taehyung getting worked up or watching the both of you. He doesn't care enough to dwell on it, though.

He's scooting closer to you without a second thought, arms wrapping around your waist. It seems like the game has been forgotten, an argument broken out about Jimin cheating the entire time. All so caught up in the game, they're not even realizing that's going on right beside them.

That's until Taehyung is letting a loud groan fall from his lips, a reaction following the swift way you've slipped your hand into his boxers – grasping his length in your palm. Yoongi ignores the new set of eyes on you, continuing his movements in spreading your legs. Effortlessly pushing your panties to the side, long fingers finding your sensitive clit instantly.

“Noona,” The breathy moan follows the whine that falls from your lips, your eyes snapping up to find Jungkook's, watching you hungrily from across the table. In that alerting you to the five-set of eyes burning into you, watching as your hand works over Taehyung and your hips roll into Yoongi's palm.

“You like being watched, huh? You're so wet already?” Yoongi's deep voice fills your ears, fingers slipping past your folds. He uses your slickness to easily slip past your walls, the familiar stretch pulling a soft sigh from your lips.

Head bobbing in response to his words, catching the smirk that falls on his lips. “M-more,” You croak, wrist twisting as you work your hand over Taehyung's length. His legs are spread, making it much easier for you to stroke him. Head cocked back slightly as his hips move with the rhythm of your hand.

“More what, princess?” He's asking as if he doesn't already know, the slow drag of his fingers enough to drive you insane. He doesn't show any signs of speeding up either, having too much fun teasing you.

Your eyes are finding Joon, the one that has always been sweet on you. Hitting you with a simple pout, silently begging him to implement his leader skills somewhere in here. Anything that would get you to your release quickly, you could already feel the dull ache growing between your legs.

One look is all it takes to have Joon rising to his feet, large hand pushing the soft hair back off his forehead. “You want all of us, huh, baby?” His words are making your eyes go wide, the opposite to be said about your walls that clench around Yoongi's fingers.

“Fuck, she just got so tight,” Yoongi announces, eyes lifting to land on Joon. That is all the confirmation that he needs to round the table, taking up space behind you. A hand set on your shoulder to pull your body back, just enough where he's able to reach your lips.

He kisses you hungrily, plush lips taking over yours. Wet tongue slithering past your lips and meeting yours, the moans Yoongi is able to pull from your lips are swallowed with each twist and push of the appendage. Jungkook rises across from you, instructing his hyungs to lay you down and you're still trying to keep your focus on Taehyung.

Thrusts have grown weaker, but the soft sighs still seem to fall from his lips. Obviously getting off on more than just the way your hand was able to make you feel. Joon is quick to follow the younger's request, pulling back from your lips as Yoongi pulls his fingers from inside of you. He's able to easily lift you onto the table, amazing you with the way he's able to handle you as if you weigh nothing.

You're laid out for them like the meal they just feasted on and they're looking at you like you're the most delicious thing. Yoongi's got his fingers pushed into his mouth, sucking your juices off the digits. Hands catch the hem of your shirt, you're not registering that it's Jungkook in front of you until the boyish chuckle leaves his lips at the sight of your bare breasts.

“So pretty, Noona.” He groans, soft lips latching onto your raised nipple. Teeth grazing over it as his hand reaches to pinch and twist the other one. Long fingers curl around your calves, lifting your legs and pushing them toward your chest. The soft suck around your clit has a pang of arousal shooting through your body, hips lifting.

A firm hand pushes your hips back down onto the table, thumb brushing against your hip bone lightly. “Be still for Hyung,” It's Yoongi's voice, don't even have to open your eyes to pick out his gruff drawl, which could only mean it's Jin who's between your legs.

Somehow, the twist of his tongue is exactly opposite to the swirl of Jungkook's on your chest. It's hard to keep up, hips fighting against Yoongi's grip – desperate to move closer, take more than Jin was willing to give you. The velvety brush against your lips as your eyes peeking open, eyes focusing on the flushed face of Taehyung.

Crouched over your head with his cock in hand, just inches from your lips. He looks strained, as if he's holding back from pushing his way into your mouth – you don't doubt that's exactly what he's doing. “Open your mouth for me,” He pants, brushing the tip of his cock over your lips again.

You're opening up immediately, head tilting back making it easier for him to slide his cock down your throat. A hand reaching back to grasp his hip, forcing yourself to get used to the odd feeling at this angle. Lips wrapping around the base, pulling a grunt from his lips. Despite the bold licks Jin delivers between your legs, you try to focus on sucking Tae off – trying to keep yourself from choking.

Jungkook has switched sides, moaning against your skin. Your throat constricts around Taehyung's shaft when Jin's thick lips wrap around your clit, sucking down harshly on the sensitive nub. “Ah, shit.” Tae groans, not being able to help himself from fucking deeper down your throat.

“Damn, you look so good, baby. Does it feel good?” It's Jimin's voice beside you. Taehyung is pulling back, the drag of his cock leaving your throat forcing a cough from his chest. Drool and precum dripping from your lips, head bobbing at Jimin's words. He grins, reaching for your hand.

You watch with watery eyes as he places soft kisses to your knuckles, grin stretching as he lowers your hand to his cock. “Feel what you do to me?” There's a soft whine behind his words when your hand moves against him. At the same moment, Jin is pushing two long fingers inside of you. Scissoring his way past your walls and your hips buck into his palm.

Yoongi's attention has shifted, grip loosened on your hip as his hand finds it's way back between your legs. Rolling your clit underneath the pads of his fingers, effectively adding to the pleasure that Jin's fingers bring you. Taehyung is pushing his way back into your mouth, eyes rolling to the back of his head when he sinks into the warm wetness.

His hand is reaching forward, set on toying with your breasts only to be met with the softness of Jungkook's hair. Gripping the strands between his fingers, he's quickly rocking his hips back and forth. Fucking his way to release with your distracted sucks. The tingle between your legs stealing most of your focus.

Tae's able to bring himself to release with the roll of his hips into your mouth, a slight hiss falls from his lips moments before he's filling your mouth with his thick cum. The warmth paired with the pressure between your legs is enough to push you over the edge, walls clenching almost painfully around Jin's fingers as your orgasm washes over you.

He fucks you through the whole thing, the pressure being lifted from your chest as your body tenses. Jin doesn't pull his fingers out until your body has fallen slack on the table. Taehyung's cock slipping from your mouth moments after and you're parting your lips to show off the fact that you've swallowed every last drop.

Jungkook's hands are quick to grip your hips, lifting your body off of the table. He holds you up as he shuffles, laying himself down on the table instead. It always amazes you how easily he's able to maneuver you in his arms, setting you on his lap. A whimper slips past your lips feeling the thickness of his cock against your thigh.

Not even bother to hide the way your hips roll against his, craving that friction between your legs. “You gonna let our youngest fuck you?” It's Hoseok's voice, crouched at your side, long dick clutched in his hand. “P-Please,” You sigh.

You're the center of attention and that fact alone is enough to have your skin burning. Eyes watching you hungrily, lips glistening from the orgasm Jin had just given you, panting and ready to be fucked for all of them to see. Jungkook doesn't waste a minute with slipping past your folds, wetting his cock with your arousal before he's pushing his way past your walls.

“Fuck, Noona.” He gasps once you're seated on him completely, buried inside of you to the hilt. Your thighs pressed on either side of his hips, large hands gripping your thighs. He gives you a moment to adjust to his length, a drawn-out moan falling from his lips as you begin to move over him.

Allowing him to slip out to the tip before you're lowering your hips back onto his. He groans, tips of his fingers pressing into your skin. He's holding back, you can tell. And all it takes is the sound of your breathy moans, encouraging him to move. His hips are snapping up, bouncing you on his lap. Tits bouncing in his face.

Just as his lips are catching one of your nipples, warm hands land on your ass. It's Taehyung behind you, using the grip he holds on the globes of your as to keep you steady. The bold swipe of his tongue over your puckered hole has your toes curling, moaning out loudly as you push your hips back.

Tae holds your hips steady as he licks into you, Jungkook's cock dragging against your walls. He doesn't let up, only growing rougher in his thrusts. A direct contrast to the sweet roll of Taehyung's tongue, the sensation has pleasure shooting throughout your core. Hoseok is still at your side and your hand is lifting to wrap around his shaft, pulling a hiss from his lips instantly.

“Mmh, baby.” He sighs, hips instantly moving along with the movement of your thrusts.

A euphoric feeling cruises through your veins with the more force Jungkook puts into his thrusts, jaw falling slack as your eyes flutter. Just barely focusing on the other men around you, Jin watching you with lust-filled eyes as he strokes himself to completion. Heavy breaths falling from Yoongi's parted lips as he palms himself over the fabric of his shorts.

Joon is making his way to you, sweats pushed down his legs. His thick cock gripped in his hand, glistening with precum. “Wanna feel your mouth. Think you can do that, baby?” You're opening up instantly, tongue pushed out welcoming him into your mouth. The velvety tip brushes against the roof of your mouth, long fingers curled in your hair to keep your head steady.

Mind all over the place and a bit overwhelmed with all this attention, you can't concentrate on sucking him off properly. Yet, he doesn't seem to mind. With the grip he holds on your head, Joon's able to easily buck his hips against your face, fucking his cock in and out of your warm mouth.

“You look so good, baby.” Jimin's close to you now and you don't hesitate to reach for him, hand wrapping around his length. Stroking him quickly, in time with the way you're working your hand over Hoseok. He's whining, gasping with each stroke of your hand. The roll of Jungkook's hips, the stretch of Joon in your mouth and Taehyung fucking his tongue into you has you tumbling over the edge quickly.

Muffled moans falling from your lips as your walls convulse around his shaft, thighs shaking as your body crashes onto him. Jungkook is not far behind you, releasing noisily against your thigh. Joon moves quickly to stand behind you, hand working over his shaft already close from having your mouth around him it doesn't take long before you're feeling the warmth of his cum splatter onto your ass.

Your quiet moans grow louder, mixing with the sounds coming from Jimin and Hoseok's mouths as they reach their climaxes, covering your back and hair. “You're so messy, Noona.” Jungkook points out with a laugh, words falling on sleepy ears. Eyes fluttering as you sink into the comfort of his chest spent.

Jin is reaching out after a moment of you laying there, the sexual haze seeming to fade away now after you've all reached your peaks. Soft hands wrap around your waist, carefully lifting you. “Let's get you all cleaned up,” He speaks in the softest of tones, carrying you all the way to the bathroom.

So comfortable in his arms as they pamper you, running a warm bath for you to soak in. Taking such good care of you as if you were precious. And to them, you were.

- seven days in the forest spent with your seven boyfriends while they film their upcoming reality tv show. there’s no telling what the eight of you will get into when the cameras are off.

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death eater x harry???? oR SOMEONE ELSE IDK AH

Dark Red

Pairing ✨: Harry Potter x Death Eater!Reader (Fem!) (also implies that reader isn’t in gryffindor n also set during OOTP)

Summary 💓: Y/N has been forced by her parents to follow in their footsteps and join the death eaters, it doesn’t help that her boyfriend is Harry Potter.

Word Count 🖊: 2,613

A/N 🗣: FIRST REQUEST FROM THE LEGEND HERSELF 🤌🤌 she first sent me an edit on tiktok and she was like idea, so we’ve went for it, also first song imagine! all the lyrics i’ll be using will be in italics but i’ve had to change pronouns to fit harry :)

Warnings ⚠️: swearing and made my heart ache a little, manipulation

Requested? 📮: yes! :)

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The rain was pelting hard against the window in Y/N’s dorm, the loudness of the rain drops smashing against the glass had awoken the girl from her slumber. She sat up from bed and leaned against her headboard.

Rubbing her eyes, Y/N adjusted to the dim lighting in the room. Everything in her life was just perfect, her grades were good, she had lots of friends, and last but most definitely not least there was Harry.

They had been dating for over a year now and Y/N could see it lasting, what she felt with Harry was something so indescribable, but it made her so happy. The two of them distracted each other from their lives. Y/N helped him take his mind off He Who Must Not Be Named, and he distracted her from her parents.

Her parents did not approve of their relationship, and Y/N knew it probably had something to do with the fact they secretly supported Voldemort. But she hadn’t ever told him that, for the matter she hadn’t told many peoples.

Y/N was staring at the top of her bed, her stomach beginning to turn. This usually happened when she got a bad feeling. Y/N focused on trying to figure out what might happen, fail a test? Have an argument with someone?

Y/N thoughts were going fifty miles an hour that she didn’t hear her friend wake up next to her. “You look deep in thought.” She joked, Y/N turning to face her. “What’s the matter?” Her friend questioned.

Y/N let out a sigh. “Something bad is about to happen to me.” She mumbled, knowing how ridiculous it might have sounded.

“You’ve been listening to Trelawney too much.” Her friend brushed off with a smile, but it slowly dropped when she saw Y/N’s expression. “Come on Y/N, what could possible happen?”

“I don’t know what, but I feel it coming.” Y/N voiced her thoughts to her friend.

“Let’s do something to take your mind off this.” Her friend suggested. Y/N thought that be the best. Normally when she didn’t feel great, if she did something else to busy herself, the thought usually disappeared.

“Where are you planning to take me?” Y/N questioned, she got out of bed and collected her clothes that she would put on.

“I need to go down to Owlery, I promised to send my sister something from Zonko’s.” Her friend informed her, going into the toilet to get dressed.

Y/N decided to just get dressed in the dorm, the other three girls were fast asleep so she felt comfortable changing. The two girls them left the dormitory once they were ready and headed out their common room.

There wasn’t many students around the castle yet, but this was around the time many of them would be waking up. Many would wake up so thankful it was finally the weekend and they could have some sort of freedom.

Umbridge’s rule over the school was making many reach breaking point, there were new rules almost every day and it was completely turning Hogwarts into a prison. They weren’t allowed to do anything, couldn’t act like normal teenagers, she was determined to make everyone prim, proper and to not challenge the Ministry.

There only hope was Dumbledore’s Army, the only freedom they had. But Marietta Edgecombe had ratted them out, and they were all severely punished. Y/N felt sorry for Harry, it was all going so well and once they were caught, he blamed himself. Y/N tried to reassure her boyfriend that it wasn’t his fault, but she couldn’t get through to him.

In fact, the two of them hadn’t really spoken since Umbridge began giving them punishments, Harry was isolating himself and kept his distance. Y/N was missing him but sometimes he did this, so she decided to let him have a moment to himself and then he would be back to normal.

The girls eventually reached the Owlery, Y/N’s friend immediately heading to find her owl so she could send the products from Zonko to her sister. Y/N looked around at the different owls, but one caught her eye.

It was her parent’s owl. And it had a letter tied around their talon. Y/N untied the letter, about to read it until her friend appeared behind her.

“Has Y/N got a love note from Potter?” Her friend teased her.

“Parents owl.” Y/N informed her friend, who raised both brows. Y/N’s parents hadn’t really kept in contact with her much when she was at Hogwarts, so receiving a letter was unusual.

“What did they say?” Her friend questioned.

“I’m not sure, I haven’t read it yet.” Y/N replied, laughing slightly as she thought of something. “Might be so sad, might leave my nose running.”

“If it’s just to bring you down, ignore them.” Her friend reminded her, her arm wrapping around Y/N’s shoulder. “Let’s head back up, I’m starving.”

Y/N agreed, the two girls heading up the castle for breakfast. They entered the Great Hall and were about to sit at their own house table before Hermione waved them over.

“What’s that?” Hermione questioned immediately as they sat down in front of her, the girl’s two best friends were nowhere to be seen, but not unusual for them to be late for breakfast.

“Nosy are we, Hermione?” Y/N’s friend joked, Hermione playfully shrugged it off.

“It’s a letter from my parents.” Y/N told her, placing the unread letter onto the table.

“Oh.” Hermione mumbled, most people knew what Y/N’s parents were like, she had either told them or heard Harry’s complaints about they didn’t approve of him and the relationship. “Is everything alright?”

“I haven’t read it yet. I will after I have something to eat.” Y/N replied, scanning the table to try and find something to eat. “Where’s the toast?” Her friend reaching and grabbing a piece of toast for Y/N.

The three girls just quietly ate breakfast for a while and enjoyed each other’s company, Ron tiredly stumbled towards them. “Nice of you to finally join us Ronald.” Hermione greeted as he sat down beside her.

“Hermione, I was exhausted.” Ron huffed, grabbing as much food as he could onto his plate, he always acted like he barely eats.

“You always are.” Hermione mumbled under her breath, going back to eating some porridge.

“Where’s Harry?” Y/N blurted out, poor Ron had been harassed by her since Harry started to isolate himself. Ron most definitely knew more than she did.

“Still getting ready, mate.” Ron spoke with his mouth full, Hermione pulling a face and scoffing. “I think he’s alright today, you know, I’d have a chat with him today.” He suggested.

“Thanks Ron.” Y/N smiled, finishing what she was having. Her eyes caught the letter again, she really didn’t want to open it but she was also desperate to find out what they want. With a quiet sigh, she picked up the letter and began to read it.

Dear Y/N,

We hope you are well at Hogwarts, Umbridge seems to finally be turning that school around for the better, I’m sure you’d agree.

Well you would have when you were younger.

We miss our old Y/N, always following the rules and in our footsteps. But every since you started to attend Hogwarts with that daft old man as your head teacher, you changed.

And of course that boyfriend of yours didn’t help either, just like his father, always in trouble. Poor Lily should’ve saved herself.

As you know, the Dark Lord is back. You know how we always felt towards him, but we fear he will target us because of your choices. Many have heard he won’t accept us, because of your closeness to Potter.

He may come after us Y/N, we need you back on our side. Otherwise we’re all dead, you don’t want Potter finding out you’ve been killed by him? He can’t lose another loved one to the Dark Lord.

Write back to us as soon as you can, we can guide you along the way.

All the best,

Mum and Dad.

Y/N eyes began to well up, she knew that feeling from this morning meant something, but for it to be this bad? How on earth she was meant to tell Harry this? “Everything alright?” Her friend put a hand Y/N’s shoulder, the latter had completely forgot where she was at the moment.

“I need to go.” Y/N informed them, quickly jumping up from the bench.

“What did they say to you?” Hermione questioned, but Y/N didn’t answer her. The girl made her way from the hall, eyes trained on the floor to avoid any eye contact from her friends. But that made it difficult to watch where she was going.

Y/N crashed right into someone. “I’m sorry.” She quickly apologised as she refused to look up, she just wanted to go back into her dorm room.

“Y/N?” A voice she could instantly recognise.

“I can’t talk right now, Harry.” Y/N rushed past him, she needed to think what she was going to tell him, if she was going to tell him.

“I just hope he don’t want to leave me.” She mumbled to herself.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

It had been a few weeks and Y/N hadn’t said a word to anybody, her and Harry had completely switched places. She was the one isolating herself, trying to decide what to do. Ignore what her parents said, stay with her boyfriend and friends and hope to God nothing happens to them. Or risk listening to her parents, and possibly lose her relationships at Hogwarts?

She had been exchanging letters between her parents in the meantime to see what she needed to do, and it seemed to be to just join them at the Ministry, which didn’t seem so bad. Her parents worked high up for the Ministry anyway, so as long as they gave her permission to leave, Umbridge would let her.

Y/N had pretended to stay asleep until the rest of her dorm mates left, including her friend, before eventually getting up. The feeling in her chest was back from before, the one she got before her parents letter. “Something bad is about to happen to me.” She sadly mumbled, even the weather had mirrored her emotions, it was a dreary day, grey skies and gloom surrounded the castle.

Y/N fidgeted with her hands as she thought what would happen, anxiety fuelling her veins. “Why I feel this way? I don’t know…” She took a deep breath. “Maybe-“

The dorm door opened and revealed Y/N’s friend. “What the fuck is going with you?” She demanded. “What did they say to you to make you like this?”

“It’s complicated.” Y/N brushed off, should she tell her? She did tell her friend everything and maybe it would be good to have some advice.

After some deep breaths and forcing tears to stop falling, Y/N confessed to her friend everything. By the end of it, her friend was in complete shock, face contorting from confusing, to anger, to annoyance.

“And I just don’t know what to do about Harry.” Y/N sadly mumbled. “I think of him so much it drives me crazy.”

“Y/N, this is bad.” Her friend managed to stammer out.

“I just don’t want him to leave me.” Y/N cried, finally allowing the tears to fall.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Y/N.” Her friend snapped. “Of course he will. Joining the people who support the being who killed his parents?” She raised a brow. “I’d definitely forgive you.” Sarcastically she finished.

“But he knows what my parents are like.” Y/N countered.

“I don’t think he’ll care.” Her friend pointed out, deep down Y/N knew the same, Harry would be extremely hurt by this. “How the fuck are you gonna get out this?”

“I don’t know.” Y/N shrugged. “You Know Who will kill them if I don’t help them.”

“Are you forgetting who your boyfriend is?” Her friend raised a brow.

Oh yeah, it would be completely fair on Harry to force him to protect her family. “Like he’s gonna show mercy.” Y/N huffed. “Harry was with Cedric and look what happened, he wants Harry and to just kill who gets in his way.”

It was silent for a moment, neither of them knew what to say. “What are you gonna tell him?” Her friend quietly spoke up, Y/N didn’t say anything. Her friend’s mouth fell open and eyes widened at Y/N’s lack of an answer. “You need to tell him.”

“And say what?! Sorry, I need to go help my Death Eater parents and probably do something for You Know Who.” Y/N snapped.

“I don’t know how to help you.” Her friend awkwardly mumbled.

Y/N knew she couldn’t. She was now trapped with no escape.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

Y/N was at the Ministry with her parents, she still had no idea what they were doing or why they needed her, but it wasn’t as bad as she thought. The family got into an elevator and started to head down a few floors.

“Now, whatever you do, don’t talk.” Her mum warned her before the elevator stopped, the girl nodded and they walked out as the doors opened. Y/N could see Draco Malfoy’s father and another woman with curly black hair.

“Did it work?” Y/N’s father asked Lucius.

“I believe so.” Lucius replied, nobody really taking notice to Y/N.

“I can’t wait to meet him.” The black haired woman cackled.

“Now, now, Bellatrix. We have to leave him for the Dark Lord.” Lucius reminded her, the woman huffing dramatically. Y/N’s eyes widened, oh how she was praying they weren’t taking about Harry.

Please don’t be talking about Harry.

“What if he’s fine?” Y/N thought to herself. “It’s my mind that’s wrong. And I just let bad thoughts linger for far too long.”

“We’re going in. Have your wand ready.” Her dad whispered to her. They walked through a door with a handle in the middle into a huge room filled with crystal balls. She couldn’t study them for long before being dragged into the darkness.

The door had opened again a few minutes later, but Y/N couldn’t see who had walked in, only dragged by her parents deeper into the room.

“They should be here!” Harry’s voice was heard, Y/N’s heart dropping to her stomach. Why did he have to come here?

“Harry? It’s got your name on it.” Neville informed him.

“Follow Lucius.” Her mum whispered in her ear, Y/N reluctantly following him, who was now wearing a Death Eater mask.

“Harry!” Here it goes, Y/N kept back from Lucius as the group’s wands lit up the path, she desperately wanted to stay hidden and they would never know she was here.

“Where’s Sirius and Y/N?” Harry demanded as Lucius approached him.

“How fortunate we are to have Y/N right with us.” You could hear the smirk in Lucius’ voice, Y/N wanted to run and escape, but how could one girl manage to escape four Death Eaters?

“What are you talking about?” Harry angrily asked.

“Come on Y/N, don’t be shy.” Lucius gestures for her to come forward. Slowly and painfully, the girl got closer to Harry and the words kept repeating in her head.

“Don’t you give me up. Please don’t give up.”

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

thank you so much to @drearyxo for being my first request!! i hope this was class enough for you, no hate comments from you 🙄🙄

I HAVE TO SAY I LOVED WRITING THIS SO MUCHHHHH DEFO A FAVE i think you all know by now i’m definitely better at the dialogue part then anything else, but i’m quite proud of it all today :)

there could be a part two to this??? maybe, depends if people want it

hope you enjoyed!!

Taglist: @malfoysstilinski @drearyxo @just-a-bittersweet-tragedy @fizzleberries

[nctinthehouse]

deja vu

based on “deja vu” by Olivia Rodrigo

reader x ex!Jaehyun

genre: angst, fluff, ex lovers au? idk

wc: 3.1k

AN: I wrote this a while ago but I wasn’t planning on releasing or even write it in the first place however, I just fell in love with the lyrics and song when it came out and I could not pass on writing about it. I guess this is my interpretation of the song? Way too many thoughts at night time lol. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it 💕

Do you get deja vu when she's with you?

Running is something you’ve always enjoyed. It’s relaxing, good for your health and helps you clear your mind. Even as a kid, you were always seen running around and giggling. It made you happy.

You’re currently out on a late evening run along the river. This particular area is your favorite place to go to, whether it's for a run, out for a walk or even on the way to work. You like to come here when you need a break from something. The river, the ambience; it made you calm. It’s a special place and means a lot to you. There’s even a cute small store a few minutes away that you discovered when you started coming to this area more often. It’s like a secret place, not a lot of people seem to know about it. Owned by a local lady, she’s so lovely and kind. Her face always lights up whenever you stop by. There’s a lot of memories around here.

It was a really nice day today; clear skies with a few clouds. The sun is starting to set, changing the colors of the sky and clouds with hints of pinks and blues. It kinda reminds you of cotton candy ice cream.

Hmm, you kinda want ice cream now.

You’ve been running for a while now so you decided to jog to the local convenience store and get some ice cream.

As you’re approaching the store, you immediately slow down before stopping completely. You spot someone coming out of the store.

It’s Jaehyun.

His arms around another girl.

You and Jaehyun make brief eye contact with each other. You realise that they’re now walking towards your direction. Snapping out of your thoughts, you lower your head a bit and start walking towards the store trying to avoid having any sort of contact with them. Luckily, you and Jaehyun just walked past each other without acknowledging each other.

But as they were walking towards your direction and walking past, you hear his girlfriend ask him

“Jae, that store is so cute! How did you find it?”

“Oh I was just in this area one day and stumbled upon it. Came here a lot ever since then”

“Well this will definitely be our place from now on, we should come here more often”

That was our place

I found it first

You think to yourself

Stopping again, you turn your head around and spot them smiling and laughing before walking in the store and greeted by the lovely lady there who gave you a huge smile and wave; also waving back at her.

As you’re looking around the store, you think back to the time when you first brought Jaehyun to this area...

“how am i just finding out about this place??” Jaehyun says as you both are currently walking hand in hand along the river

“well now you know” you chuckle

You tell Jaehyun about how you discovered this area as well as the store up ahead when you took a detour on your way back home from class. One of your classes got cancelled which meant you were finished for the day, much earlier than usual. You didn't have anything planned for the rest of the day so you decided to take a different route back to your house.

It wasn't a very busy place which you grew to love. It was perfect for someone who needed a quieter place to think and relax, away from the crowded pavements and honking cars; a place where you could de-stress

“oh Jae, here's the store, come on!”

You quickly pull Jaehyun towards the store excitedly

As you guys go into the store, you spot the lovely owner. You let out a huge grin and wave as you go up to the counter where she is

“oh, Y/N!! so nice to see you again!”

“oh! and who’s this fine young gentleman?” the lady raises her eyebrows

“this is Jaehyun, my boyfriend” chuckling and gesturing your hand towards him

The lady puts her hands on her chest and looks at you guys adoringly

“oh you guys are such a cute couple! Y/N you want an ice cream?”

“yes please!” nodding your head

“Jae you have got to try the ice cream here! the strawberry flavor is a bonus”

“why am i not surprised that it's strawberry flavored” Jaehyun chuckles

After browsing around, you go up to the counter where you’re once again greeted by the lovely lady

“hi sweetie! the usual today?”

You nod your head and chuckle “yeah, thanks”

Looking down at the counter, you look like you’re miles away. The lady notices and frowns a bit

“sweetie, you alright?”

You look up and give her a small smile

“yeah, i’m alright”

As you see your ice cream is ready, you take your card out of your pocket getting ready to pay. However, the lady gently pushes your hand away

“it’s on the house”

You look at her with wide eyes

“oh, no i-”

“i insist” giving you a smile and holding onto your hand

“thank you. i promise to pay you back next time!”

The lady waves her hand around

“oh sweetie don't worry about it! just think of it as a thank you for always dropping by my store”

“thank you again” letting out a small laugh

“take care of yourself ok? i’ll see you around”

“i will” giving the lady a smile and a wave bye before going out of the store

❀❀❀

As you take a seat at a nearby picnic bench and start eating your ice cream, you see that Jaehyun and his girlfriend are still around. Your eyes can't help but wander towards them hanging around by a car. His car. The same car Jaehyun would drive you around in especially during night time. You see them playing around and her feeding him ice cream. You start to notice small things about her such as the clothes she's wearing; she kinda reminds you of herself. Looks like she’s wearing that jacket too. Just like I did.

Is it jealousy?

Maybe...

But more like pity.

So when you gonna tell her that we did that, too?

She thinks its special, but it's all reused

❀❀❀

Moments later, you see them get into the car and drive away. All these thoughts suddenly start clouding your mind and you can't help but wonder

How fast did he move on?

Did he even move on in the first place?

You’re not just trying to replace me, right?

I wonder, how many more things we did together, you do with her too?

You began to reminisce on some of the things you and Jaehyun did when you were still together…

Do you get deja vu when she's with you?

Remember when we used to go on road trips to Malibu?

Music, ice cream and Jaehyun.

Those were the 3 things you loved and needed the most whenever you went on road trips. Heck you could probably throw out the music and ice cream and just have Jaehyun as company only.

Those road trips were often unplanned. Sometimes you and Jaehyun would go without thinking about where you guys would specifically go or what you guys would do there.

There was a particular time which was the most special. It was the first road trip you and Jaehyun went on after you guys made it official. Actually, it was also the first date you guys went on as a couple.

You remember back in high school when Jaehyun would tell you about the times he and his family would go on road trips to Malibu during school breaks for some family bonding time. You hadn’t been to Malibu before so you were very excited when Jaehyun decided on taking you on a road trip there, especially as a first date since you guys had not been on one yet.

Jaehyun drove up to your house and honked his car, letting you know that he’s arrived to pick you up. You run downstairs and look through the curtains and see Jaehyun getting out of the car. You quickly grab your stuff and head out of your house.

You jog up to him, both of you embracing each other in a tight hug. As you let go, you spot the jacket he currently has on

“wow i love your jacket! is it new?”

“oh this? nah, i bought this a while ago from some vintage store”

“can i try it on? i love vintage stuff” your face lighting up

Jaehyun smirks a little as he takes off your jacket with you taking yours off too. He hands you his jacket and holds onto yours as you put his one on.

You let out a gasp

“thanks, this is mine now” you grin at Jaehyun widely before jumping into the passenger seat of his car

Jaehyun looks blankly at you briefly

“baby what am i gonna wear then?”

“you don’t need to though, it's not even that cold right now” you say as you place your arms on the edge of the car windows

“but what if it gets a bit chilly later on?”

“just wear mines” pointing to your jacket that he’s currently holding

“this? you think this would fit me?”

“what? you won’t know unless you try it on” shrugging your shoulders

Jaehyun reluctantly puts on your jacket. He struggles a bit with the sleeves but he manages to get it on. You start laughing as you see how small your jacket looks on him

“kinda suits you though” you laugh

“shut up” Jaehyun says jokingly as he whacks your arms

You fake a loud gasp as you place both of your hands on your chest, not breaking eye contact with him as he gets into the driver's seat

“Y/N you know i’m only joking” Jaehyun chuckles as you glare at him with a unimpressed face

You look away from him and roll your eyes

“baby come ooonnnn i’m sorry i was only jo-”

“just drive” you say with a monotone voice

Jaehyun looks at you for a moment, noticing you biting your lips. He realised sometime ago that it’s something that you usually do to stop yourself from smiling or break out into laughter.

He takes your hand in his and gives it several kisses. Seeing you breaking out a small smile, he smiles to himself before starting the car and driving.

❀❀❀

When you finally got there, Jaehyun happily took you to some of his favorite places he loved to visit.  Hours went by quickly and you guys were hungry so Jaehyun decided to take you to a park and have a picnic. It was nice out too so why not.

You guys bought some food from a nearby cafe and set up a picnic spot that had a lovely view of the ocean. There was also a hiking trail in the area and you guys decided on doing that after some lunch.

After lunch, Jaehyun went and got both of you ice cream from an ice cream truck that was parked nearby

“you know what?” you say as you scoop out a another bite of the ice cream

“what?”

“i think i’m gonna make it a goal to try as many different strawberry ice creams i can whenever i visit a new place”

“sounds good baby”

As you look out towards the ocean, Jaehyun takes the opportunity to give you a small kiss on the side of your lips which surprises you. You jump a bit and stare at him with wide eyes

“sorry, you just had a bit of ice cream there” Jaehyun smirks

“oh”

You’re quiet for a few seconds before saying

“is it all gone…?”

Jaehyun leans in closer and closer; he rubs his nose against yours lightly

“almost” he whispers against your lips before locking in with yours

Your first kiss. Oh how sweet it was.

Do you get deja vu?

♡♡♡

Remember when you used to come over to my house?

If you weren't hanging out at Jaehyun’s, he’s usually at yours.

You and Jaehyun would stay over at each other's house every weekend. You guys often had days where you just didn't want to do anything special. Just chilling at home such as eating, sleeping and enjoying each other's company. When Jaehyun is over at yours, one of the things you guys like to do is to sit on the couch and binge watch your favorite TV shows. Today is one of those days.

You guys are currently sitting next to each other, crossed legged on the couch at your house; a bowl of popcorn on your lap while the channel you’re currently watching is doing reruns of one of your favorite shows, Glee. This wasn't exactly one of Jaehyun’s favorite shows. He didn't hate it but he wasn't a huge fan of it like you were. He doesn't mind watching it over and over with you as long as he’s spending time with you.

Grabbing some popcorn pieces, you look at Jaehyun

“Jae open up”

Jaehyun looks confused but opens his mouth anyway

You throw a couple of popcorn pieces, trying to aim it in his mouth but failing; the popcorn always hitting his face. You try a few more times before Jaehyun lets out a complaint

“babe come on!! your aiming skills are awful”

“hey it’s not my fault your mouth ain’t big enough”

Letting out a shocked laugh, Jaehyun grabs some popcorn and throws it at you. You guys end up having a mini popcorn fight before stopping as you realise you got popcorn on the couch and the floor. You guys weren't bothered to do a lot of cleaning today.

A while later, your face lights up as one of your favorite songs on Glee has come on. You grab Jaehyun’s arm and start moving it around, you were too excited.

Moments later, you grab the remote and get up from the couch. You pretend the remote is your mic and you start singing along to the song, belting out some words slightly out of tune

“WORKIN’ HARD TO GET MY FILL”

“EVERYBODY WANTS A THRILL”

Suddenly, you point the remote down towards Jaehyun, wanting him to sing the next bit. He hesitates for a second but joins in anyway, with you singing along

“PAYIN’ ANYTHING TO ROLL THE DICE”

“JUST ONE MORE TIME”

Jaehyun thinks you look ridiculous but looks at you in admiration; a huge smile on his face.

Still singing out of tune slightly, Jaehyun sits and watches you as you're dancing around. He shakes his head and throws his head back laughing. He wipes some of his tears away from laughing so much.

“DON’T STOP BELIEVIN’”

“HOLD ON TO THAT FEELING”

You whip your head towards him, slightly taken aback as Jaehyun suddenly gets up and takes the remote from you and starts belting out the lyrics

“STREET LIGHT PEOPLE”

You let out a laugh as you both dance around singing the rest of the song out of tune but somehow in harmony.

Do you get deja vu?

♡♡♡

Remember the first time you told me you loved me?

Being a music major, you spent a lot of time in a music room, especially in front of a piano. Growing up, you’ve always wanted to be a pianist. You remember the time when you were a kid and saw someone sitting in front of a piano playing a song at a train station. You looked at them with wide eyes and was so mesmerized by the upbeat melody. Letting go of your mum’s hand, you ran up to them and watched them play. You found out from the nice stranger that they were playing a song called “Uptown Girl’ by Billy Joel. It was at that moment you realized what you wanted to be when you grew up.

Ever since then, that tune has stuck with you. When you first got your very own piano, you spent a lot of time trying to figure out how to play it as well as listening to the song many times. Whenever you played it, it brought back all those memories. It meant a lot to you.

You were finished with lectures earlier than expected so you decided to head to the music room to work on a few things.

Whilst sat in front of the piano wanting to work on an upcoming assessment, your mind drifted elsewhere and you started playing Uptown Girl.

You were so focused on playing that you didn't hear Jaehyun coming into the room

“whatcha playing babe?”

You slightly jump at his voice before turning around

“what you doing here? i thought you were in class”

Jaehyun took off his backpack and sat next to you as you scooted to the side a bit to make space for him before he set his bag down beside the piano bench

“class got cancelled so i’m free the rest of the day woooo”

You chuckle at his response and nod

“soo… whatcha you playing babe?”

You told Jaehyun the story about how you came across the song and how your love for music came about when you were a kid.

You and Jaehyun met during high school and eventually bonded over music and grew closer throughout the years. Now here you both are, attending the same university as music majors.

“can you teach me?”

“i can try”

You played the song a few times so Jaehyun could listen to it and get the vibe of it before teaching him the basics then the harder bits.

“i think that's enough learning for now”

“okay” you giggle

Jaehyun asked if you could play him the whole song and you happily obliged. While you were playing, Jaehyun looked at you and was fascinated. You had a huge smile on your face and thought you were the most precious person ever. He wanted to love and protect you by all means.

You were about to go onto the next part when suddenly you hear

“i love you”

As soon as you hear those words, your hands come to a halt. You stare at your hands for a moment before looking at Jaehyun in shock, mouth slightly ajar

“i love you, Y/N”

Do you get deja vu?

A different girl now, but there's nothing new

Shaking your thoughts away, you roll your eyes and scoff before getting up and throwing the now empty ice cream cup away. You decided to head home and enjoy the rest of your evening by watching reruns of Glee with some more strawberry ice cream.

I know you get deja vu.

AN: Thanks for reading until the end! My longest fic I’ve written so far and I’m pretty happy with it. As always I’m happy to get any feedback on it and I really hope you enjoyed reading this. I’m currently working on another fic that’s based on a song I’ve been loving lately so I hope to get that one up sometime! Take care everyone 💜

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[enchantedblackrose]

Break of Dawn

He looks kinda sad or maybe thoughtful here? Idk I chose it bc he was dressed up.

Antonio Dawson/ Fem Reader

Summary: A little trip to NYC meant for sightseeing turns into the two of you not leaving each other alone

Warnings: Some plot. Mostly smut. 18+ only. Language. Also I'm sleep deprived please be forgiving of any mistakes

Requested by @fabyoliveira1999 to use Michael Jackson's Break of Dawn as the prompt. Lyrics obviously not mine. ETA: Huge shout out for waiting so patiently. You're a sweetheart.

I remember you and I walking through the park at night. Kiss and touch, nothing much, let it blow just touch and go

You walk hand in hand, so close you're bumping shoulders with every other stride, but neither one of you mind.

"Thanks for dinner, baby."

"You don't have to thank me, mi amor. It's my pleasure."

You squeeze his hand lightly. "We didn't have to go somewhere so fancy."

"I like doing it for you and I love seeing you dolled up like this." Antonio presses his lips to your temple and lets them linger there. His hot breath tickles your neck and you giggle. 

You do look pretty in your body flattering dress and Antonio has complimented your appearance more than once. You're more than thankful to be sharing this time with Antonio, who used some furlough to whisk you away to NYC for a few days. It might seem silly to some, leaving one large city to vacation in another, but you were delighted knowing this whole trip was orchestrated so you could finally visit The Met. But that was scheduled for tomorrow. Tonight, Antonio took you out to an upscale restaurant and now you both are walking through the famous Central Park. A full moon shines directly above.

"I still can't believe you let me order two desserts," you laugh.

"Well, I didn't want to make you choose. I wish I could always give you everything you want."

You stop walking. Concerned, Antonio eyes flicker to your face searching for an answer as to way you suddenly stopped walking.

But you wrap your arms around him for an embrace and then pressing into him, kiss him softly on the mouth. Your lips drop to his collarbone exposed in his form fitting black button-up. His breath catches and you smile. With his hand still in yours you resume walking.

"We should leave," you say.

"I thought we were looking for that statue you wanted to see. Some old dead guy?"

You laugh. "Beethoven," you correct. "We can come back tomorrow, see it in the day. But right now there's something else I want to see more."

"What's that?"

"You. Naked."

Antonio tugs your arm, pulling you back in the direction of the car. You can't help but laugh. The walk is hard as you take turns giving sloppy kisses and teasing touches.

You climb into the backseat of the blacked out SUV Antonio rented. He joins you. Your hands find his belt buckle while he nips and sucks at your neck. You palm his hardened cock through his boxers causing him to moan.

"Mami."

Your free hand undoes the first two buttons of his shirt, your nails lightly grazing the bare skin beneath the fabric and squeezing his peck. Antonio hikes up your dress. His fingers play at the delicate lace of your underwear before moving it aside and pressing a finger inside your entrance. Feeling your wetness, he lets out another groan.

"Baby girl, how can you be so wet already? I haven't done anything to you."

"Fuck me now then," you say, tugging the waistband of his boxers down just enough to spring free his cock. You moan at the sight of it and Antonio chuckles. His fingers hook the sides of your underwear bringing the garment to your ankles. He moves to fully sit on the seat, pulling you onto his lap in the process. Hands on your hips, Antonio helps position you so you're able to take him in. The contact causes you to inhale sharply. You begin to rock your hips. Fast.

"Fuck," Antonio cries. His grip on you tightens as he helps you move against him. Your teeth graze his neck as your fingers get lost tugging his hair. Your pace quickens as you fee al familiar knot forming in your stomach. You cry out Antonio's name as you come and he spills into you just after.

//

Upon returning to your hotel room, Antonio takes a seat in armchair, removing his dress shoes and socks. You kick off your shoes, leaving them near the door for the moment. You feel Antonio watching you and you inquisitively tilt your head at him.

"What?" You ask.

His eyes shamelessly roam your body from your toes to your face.

"I feel like you didn't get what you want." He answers, stepping towards you.

"Baby, what are you talking about? You know I had a nice night-"

"No, that's not what I meant. You said you wanted me naked. And that's not exactly how it went down in the backseat," he chuckles, placing his hands on your hips.

You grin, inching into him. Your fingers work quickly to unbutton his shirt, pausing only to place small kisses along his broad chest before you help him out of the shirt. You trace the taut muscles of his stomach and linger at the indentations of his V cut. Antonio smirks, knowing how much you admire that part of his body. You work at his belt and slide his dress pants and boxers down his leg. He steps out of them and kicks them off to the side. Your hands reach behind, gripping his tight buttocks. You groan, appreciatively.

Antonio moves to slip you out of your dress, but you playfully swat his hand away.

"Not yet," you say, biting down on your lip as you gaze at him.

"Like what you see?" He quips rather smugly.

"Maybe," you tease.

"Maybe? Alright, you, come here." Antonio grabs your wrist and spins you around and you giggle. He unzips your dress, pushes it off your shoulders, and watches it fall to the floor. He then unhooks your bra. Finally, he slides your underwear down, lightly smacking your bare ass in jest. Gently, he turns you back around so you're facing him again. He takes in the sight of you. "You're breathtaking," he whispers before his lips crash down on yours. With ease and care, he lifts you off your feet. Your legs wrap around him and Antonio takes you to the bed.

The moment you two shared in the back seat of the SUV was about instant gratification. It was fast, and hot, and had you both feeling like kids sneaking around.

This was something different entirely. It was slow. Intimate. Intoxicating. 

...Girl you got to understand, It's the way that I love you, let me show you I'm your man

Antonio explores every inch of your body with his hands and mouth. Squeezing, massaging, sucking, kissing. Every touch ignites you. The sounds of pleasure escaping you are enough to push Antonio over the edge, but he prolongs his own climax.

It's not until you've succumbed to waves of pleasure brought on only by his mouth and fingers that he enters you. Slowly he pushes all of himself into you. His rhythm is steady. He takes time to build you back up and lets you finish another orgasm before he comes just seconds after you.

He rests his forehead against yours as both of you resume breathing normally. Antonio gives you a quick kiss before slowly pulling out of you. He heads to the bathroom to clean up. When he returns you're still in bed with the sheet covering your naked body. Antonio, wearing only his boxers, slides into bed next to you, placing a soft kiss on your bare shoulder. You look up at him through your lashes and give him a warm smile. In a comfortable silence, you lay in his arms.

A few minutes pass and you begrudgingly sit up, knowing you need to clean yourself. A coy grin dances on your lips as you look at Antonio.

"Rest up, papi. Then come join me in the shower," you whisper before disappearing into the bathroom.

You run the hot water, getting the temperature just right before stepping into the oversized glass shower.

I don't want the sun to shine I want to make love. Just this magic in your eyes and in my heart

Minutes later, Antonio joins you in the shower. His lips immediately attach themselves to your neck. His hands massage your breasts. You lean into him basking in his touch. Antonio locks eyes with you, gives you a long, sensual kiss before he turns you around…

I don't know what I'm gonna do I can't stop lovin' you I won't stop 'til break of dawn makin' love

You both lay in bed after some late snacking on junk food and soda from the vending machines. A movie plays on the flatscreen TV in front of you. You curl into Antonio. His hand roams over pajama clad butt.

"Antonio," you giggle. "We have plans tomorrow. We're going to the Met and have to go back to Central Park."

"I know," he murmurs, nuzzling into your neck, breathing in your scent. "But I can't stop touching you, mi amor. The sun's not even up yet. I promise you will get a few hours of sleep in before our trip to the museum."

"Well," you muse. "If you promise…"

Antonio doesn't hesitate pulling you on top of him...

[cringesideblog]

here’s my dnf playlist and a complete song by song track-list and why I put them on it.

heatwaves- on here for very obvious reasons. i don’t think I need to explain. but here are some lyrics anyway. “Sometimes all I think about is you, late nights in the middle of June.”

Jenny- again this is kinda obvious. “I wanna ruin our friendship, we should be lovers instead, I don’t know how to say this, cuz you’re really my dearest friend.”

TALK ME DOWN- this one just has the best friends pining for eachother vibe. “I wanna sleep next to you, and that’s all I wanna do right now.”

Dark paradise- kinda has dream smp vibes. but also you could argue heatwaves vibes. “Everytime I close my eyes, it’s like a dark paradise.” “There’s no relief, I see you in my sleep.” “There’s no release, I feel you in my dreams.”

Sweater weather- yeah you know why. you absolutely know why. “All I am is a man, I want the world in my hands. I hate the beach but I stand, in California with my toes in the sand.”

Drop the Guillotine- idk man just vibey. give it a listen you’ll get it. it’ll click. “You sure know how to drop that guillotine on me, though you would never wanna see me bleed.”

Can I call you tonight?- thats on their only for of communication being through the phone huh. (major heatwaves vibe) “powers out and I can’t turn the fan on, so can I call you tonight? trying make up my mind, just how I feel.”-“I hear your voice on the phone, now I’m no longer alone.”

Lemon boy- oh my god this song. geogre do be seeing dream as his lemon boy. “I helped him plant his seeds and we’d mow the lawn in bad weather.”

Yellow- DREAM IS LITERALLY GEORGES YELLOW SHUT UP RIGHT NOW. “Look at the stars, look how they shine for you.” “For you I’d bleed myself dry.”

Like you do- first of all I love this song, second, this has dream being a little too attached vibes. The whole song is just them. “Lost in the blue, they don’t love me like you do, those chills that I knew they were nothing without you, and everyone else they don’t matter now. You’re the one I can’t lose, no one loves me like you do.” “Since I met you, all the gloomy days just seem to shine a little more brightly.”

I saw you in a dream- mega heatwaves vibe. “When I’m awake I can’t switch off,” “I saw you in a dream, you came to me. You were the sweetest apparition, such a pretty vision.”

Maybe you’re the reason- did someone say pining best friend who doesn’t know that they’re in love ? this song. this song right here. “I keep looking for something, even though I know that it’s not there. Maybe you’re the reason. And anytime I try to figure it out, you’re the only thing I can think about.”

The king- DREAM SMP VIBE. “You like me, well obviously, so why you tryna leave when you know that I’m the king?” “Other lovers give you no luck, cuz I’m the only one who’s made you fall in love.” “Playing with your heart cuz you gave me the throne.”

Sweet- an adorable song truly that actually fits them so well. “Watching the, video that you sent me- you know that I’m obsessed with your body, but it’s the way you smile that does it for me.” “It’s so sweet, knowing that you love me.”

Apocalypse- um okay here me out, apocalypse au?? yeah i know it’s cute as shit you’re welcome. “Your lips my lips, apocalypse.” “When you’re all alone, I will reach for you, when you’re feeling low, I will be there too.”

Fear of the Water- don’t come for me this ones kinda sad, beautiful song though. “If this was meant for me why does it hurt so much, and if you’re not made for me why did we fall in love?”

Dreaming of you- two words, heat. waves. but also yeah good song for them in general. “Want you all the time, and now I’m dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of you.”

Wires- uhhhhh dream smp vibe, dream villain arc n all . “If he said help me kill the president, id say he needs medicine.” “He said that I should take it in, listen to every word he’s speaking.”

Midnight love- it’s girl in love so, you already know how it issss. “I know I don’t want to, be the one that you run to, when you’ve got nowhere else to go, when you need some love.” “I always give in to give you it all.” “I can’t be your midnight love, when your silver is my gold.”

The beach- SUCH A HEATWAVES SONG JUST LISTEN. “I feel it burning me, I feel it burning you.” “I think I can see the beach, I know what’s underneath. I need you here with me,”

Cherry flavored- the neighborhood just.. they have a dnf vibe. “Cherry flavored conversations with you got me hanging on. Down to earth from all the waiting. Take me somewhere beyond.”

Pretty boy- geogre is a pretty boy. point blank period. “Even if my heart stops beating, you’re the only thing I need with me.” “Pretty boy, you did this with me boy.” “As long as I got you, I’m gonna be alright.”

Bad idea- girl in reddd... but like imagine them casually hooking up and not knowing their in love tho. also I feel like they would definitely think that their relationship is a “bad idea” bc they’re stupid. “It was a bad idea, to think I could stop, was such a bad idea, I can’t get enough.” “Darling your so pretty it hurts.”

Line without a hook- ICONIC!! dream definitely does not think that he deserves george. “You can hold my hand if no ones home.” “All my emotions feel like explosions when you are around” “Oh baby I am a wreck without you.” “She’s a, she’s a lady, and I am just a boy. She’s a, she’s a lady, and I am just a line without a hook.”

Say you hate me- mega dream smp vibes as of recently. with the whole removing geogre as king. “I guess that your friends where right, from the start when they thought that I was a bad guy.” “Can you just say that you hate me? Or that you will never love me?” “Never meant to make you leave, never meant to make you cry.”

Cherry bomb- reminds me of how dream cheated on fundy with geogre. “I’m too close to crushing, and I’m too close for comfort I’m rushing.” “I ask how shes so mellow, she tells me her shades are in yellow.”

This side of paradise- I mean, like, kinda heatwaves vibes, but also just them. “Ask me why my hearts inside my throat. I’ve never been in love I’ve been alone.” “If you’re lonley come be lonley with me.”

Linger- geogre literally has that boy wrapped around his finger and I can’t not see it in this song. But when you look into it HELLA dream smp vibes, lyrics can be switched for either perspective here. “You know I’m such a fool for you, you got me wrapped around your finger.” “I thought the world of you, I thought nothing could go wrong, but I was wrong,”

august- i don’t know what is but this song is for them. it just is. “To live for the hope of it all. Cancel plans just in case you'd call” “So much for summer love, and saying “Us” Cause you weren't mine to lose”

I was an island- i just love the idea of them being hardasses and not thinking they need anyone until the other comes into their life and rocks their world. kinda dream smp vibes “I was a fighter, and I was so brave, but I lowered my sword when you held me and swore you’d stay.” “I was a wolf, dear, apart from the pac But you answered my cries in the dead of the night and told me that you had my back,”

Golden- k this one feeds into the “you’re literally the sun in my sky I’m not worthy” feel “I know you were way too bright for me I'm hopeless, broken” “I know that you're scared Because hearts get broken” “I can feel you take control Of who I am and all I've ever known Loving you's the antidote”

Strong- ummm okay but the “we’re better together” dynamic is them “I’m sorry if I say I need ya, but I don’t care I’m not scared of love.” “when I’m not with you I’m weaker is that so wrong? Is it so wrong, that you make me strong.”

Fly out west- the whole, I need to see you, you’re all I think about, stuff gets me. also heatwaves vibe. “Well tell me do you know? You’re all I dream about. Take it from me I’m too dumb to recognize your doubt.”

Cruel summer- them and summer, you dig? “I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you.” “I love you and that the worst thing you ever heard?”

Nothings gonna hurt you baby- I put this one on here because of how protective dream is over geogre “Nothing’s gonna hurt you baby, as long as your with me you’ll be just fine. Nothings gonna hurt you baby, nothings gonna take you from my side.”

Cardigan- young love, the kind of lover that makes you feel like you are the most important thing in the world to them “when you are young they assume you know nothing, but I knew you-“ “and when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone’s bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite.”

Cry baby- them being in that weird stage where they recognize that it might be more than just senseless flirting and they might have feelings but also being paranoid that they’re the only one with feelings uh- “I can taste it my hearts breaking, please don’t say it. That you know, when you know.” “I know I’ll fall in love with you baby, but that’s not what I wanna do baby.”

Speak now- literally the fundy dream wedding. i rest my case. “I hear the preacher say speak no or forever hold your peace.” “Dont say yes runaway now.”

I love you so- this song is cute on the surface but kinda sad once you look into it. it’s kinda about a codependent love that isn’t going well. “I gotta get away and let you go I gotta get over, but I love you so.” “You were cool and I’m a fool so please let me go.”

In conclusion I’d really appreciate if you could check it out :) <3