#I was so nervous lemme tell you like WAIT WAS THAT TOO MUCH TO SAY IT BACK???

[decembermoonskz]

update on flirty idiot that I may have a mini crush on bc I can

[hoshifighting]

Hello! I love your work 🥹 I hope you are well

Just wanna ask your thoughts on how the seventeen members would react to see you driving speed / you being fast on connected apps like ‘Find My’ heheheeheh

Thank you ❤️

a/n: thank u sweetie, i loved it!! im doing well!! <33 i hope i understood well.. like a gearhead girlfriend?... made w/ luv ❤️

WARNINGS: mentions of breakig the speed limit

seungcheol: “yo yo yo, slow the fuck down, we ain’t tryna die today!!” he’s literally shouting through the app, and you could almost see him gripping the imaginary 'oh shit' handle in the backseat. he loves you, but he’s lowkey shitting bricks rn, “bruh, this ain't fast & furious... i swear if we crash, it’s on you.”

jeonghan: sigh “baby, why you gotta be like this?” he’s too cool to actually panic, but you can feel him judging the fuck outta you. he’ll make you feel like the most irresponsible person alive while also making it clear he’s kinda impressed. “next time, let me drive so we don’t both end up with speeding tickets… but like… you kinda look hot doing it though, not gonna lie.” he’s smirking on the other side of the screen.

joshua: “ok but like… are we trying to break a record or what?” he’s nervous but trying to stay calm, but you can tell he’s clutching his pearls behind that smooth tone. “maybe, uh, we could slow down just a tiny bit? just a suggestion...” definitely trying not to freak out completely, but he’s one bad swerve from straight-up praying.

jun’s all for it, honestly. he’s got his phone up to show the speedometer on his end, clearly thriving. “you wanna hit 120? bet, i’m down, let’s fucking go!” jun’s just living it, probably snapping selfies like it’s no big deal while the car’s shaking at 90 mph.

hoshi: “wait—WAIT! y/n, no no NO, what the hell?? slow down before i shit my pants.” he close his eyes, dramatic as fuck, genuinely convinced y’all are about to fly off the highway. nearly crying as he clutches his phone. “i got shit to do tomorrow!! i can’t die today, not like this!”

wonwoo’s just... chillin’. he doesn’t really say much at first. just sends a simple, “you good?” text. he’s the only one calm in this whole situation. when you don’t respond right away, he hits you with, “bet you won’t keep up with the guy in the ferrari tho...” and you’re like, oh shit. he’s egging you on. he's vibing with the chaos, but lowkey wants to see how far you'll take it.

woozi: “y/n, you better chill the fuck out.” straight-up scolding you. no fluff, just pure frustration. jihoon’s too rational for this speed demon shit, and he’s already calculating how much the damn fine’s gonna be if you get caught. “if you crash, you better hope i’m not in the car, ‘cause i ain’t helping your ass.” classic jihoon—pissed, but still kinda impressed at your audacity.

seokmin: “YO, SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!” pure panic in his voice,like he’s watching a horror movie. “do you wanna give me a heart attack? holy shit!!” he’s basically pleading with you at this point, full-on hands shaking, worried sick like a damn mother hen. “i’m way too pretty to die like this, please, for the love of god, just slow down.”

mingyu: WELL THIS MAN HAVE LICENSE FOR IT, no fear at all. “you drive like a fucking beast, lemme hop in the car next time.” he’s fully living for the thrill, no reservations whatsoever. he’s gassing you up like no one would. adrenaline junkie.

minghao’s already over it. deadpan as fuck. “why you gotta stress me like this? i’m way too zen for this shit.”

seungkwan: “OKAY STOP! STOP! i didn’t sign up for this kinda trauma. you tryna die young, huh?!” yelling in the app for you to pull over before he passes out from sheer anxiety. “i’m never getting in a car with you ever again, swear on my life.”

vernon: “i mean, if we crash, we crash. kinda sick though, right?” no panic, no complaints, just lowkey impressed. “but like… how fast can you actually go?”

chan: “y/n, this isn’t a fucking video game!” poor baby is stressed out, clenching his fists like his life’s on the line. “i can’t do this. my heart can’t handle this. you tryna give me a heart attack?!” genuinely scared shitless. “you really gotta slow down before i fucking pass out in the toilet bro”

[bbokicidal]

I cant believe im finally sending this ask because i was hypnotized by ur pfp for the last 10 mins and omgggg that virgin minho is making me really really REALLLLLY look forward to Wednesday when we get to see virgin bin 😫 HOWEVER.... im trusting u with this thought bc,, i need u to see the vision......

Virgin skz ....

Chan: absolutely admits outloud that hes a virgin and is proud abt it 💀 u gotta suck his dick behind the bleachers rq

Min: u already wrote him but hes so hooooot

Bin: coming soon 👀

I feel like hyune is the type to wait for his 'true love' and make it all sweet and soft and then the second time u have sex hes fucking like a porn star bc hes pent up 😭. Han is shy and nervous but he wont. Stop. Staring. At you like fr and its a sexy stare too gdjsjjs. I think u alr wrote virgin lix and it was 💯 fr. Virgin mong mong.... listen he acts like hes not a virgin but u know its a straight up lie bc hes shaking when u so much as brush his arm 😭. Omg and innie....confident virgin. U try to make fun of him for it and hes like "oh yeah? Well i wont be one if u just fuck me already" LIKE BOYYYY

im handing the mic over tho,, what do u thing abt virgin skz 👀 🎤

okay lots to unpack here hehe - first off, isn't my pfp so sexy? (it gets a lot less sexy when u click my profile and it says googey under it LOLOL)

second - ty for trusting me w this thought omgggg!! okay lemme write out some lil blurbs for the boys...

virgin!chan : absolutely not ashamed of it. genuinely think he would be the type to be like "yeah im a virgin, what about it" like he doesn't think its a big deal, he doesn't get why people feel ashamed or pressured into having sex at a younger age. he also doesn't really get why being labeled a virgin is a bad thing. it's just a word. (but like he will absolutely get sooooo shy when he asks you to suck his dick for the first time)

virgin!minho : just wrote it but I wanted to add that I think he hides his virginity by being so openly touchy w you like he CANNOT keep his hands off your waist honey sorry not sorry.

virgin!binnie : can't spoil anything bc I'm writing him Wednesday but I will let you in on a little secret : he's a whimperer.

virgin!hyunjin : he absolutely will wait for the one. like he genuinely wholeheartedly believes in true love and he wants to wait til he finds that person to do anything, and he's like. not ashamed of it either. he's never felt pressured to do it before or felt guilty for not being experienced. he's just excited for that day to come, whenever it comes.

virgin!jisung : I think he's such a flustered baby when it comes to you directly confronting him or calling him hot or something. like he'll be practicing choreography and you'll go "ooooh, jisuuuung~" while fanning yourself and he'll have to step out because he can't breathe from your reaction. but the staring? oh absolutely, babe. he's got a bad habit of like. sitting and staring at you while you're talking with the group. but the longer he stares, his head starts to tip down and his eyes get a bit dark, and he's staring now bc he's imagining what you look like all blushy and sweating and moaning-- (aka horny virgin)

virgin!Felix : yeah p sure I wrote this but one thing to add; I genuinely don't think you would ever be able to tell if lix is a virgin or not because he's a massive fucking loser in a sexy ass body and he's a constant flirt. he makes flirtatious jokes, winks, sticks his tongue out, body rolls, is touchy - he's literally just horny with emotion for everyone so you wouldn't even be able to tell he's never stuck his dick in anything other than his own hand.

virgin!seungmin : oh I have thoughts. I'll make it short but I think Seungmin's the type of virgin to like. not make it known that he's inexperienced but he does get a little shy when the others bring up him being a cutie and being inexperienced and yada yada. but in front of you? he's playing it cool and never bringing it up. also - yes. def the type to get a little shy and flustered any time you touch him. (do you remember that video of Hyunjin getting all shy when (can't remember who it was) the lady touched his arm and he like curled up where he was standing and was all giggly? that type of shy hehehe)

virgin!jeongin : slut. no other words needed.

[6ix9inewiturmom]

Parents Basement - Chris Sturniolo

Summary: chris came to meet your parents but he got turned on in the middle of our pool match in your parents basement

Warnings: Smut, p in v, unprotected sex (don’t try at home!!) degradation, mouth covering (?), dom!chris, Sub!fem!reader, use of Y/N, slight choking (lemme know if i missed anything!

A/N: I HOPE U GUYS ENJOY THIS AND HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DAY/NIGHT/EVENING!! ILY ALL!!

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Chris and I have been dating for about 6 months now, i recently just told my mom and dad about him and she INSISTED on having him over to meet them, I was nervous as HELL, i’ve brought over one of my past boyfriends home ONCE, my dad hated him, absolutely DESPISED him, i mean he did cheat on me in the end but im just scared my parents won’t like chris, i mean he’s sweet, he’s kind, he actually cares for me, and he’s incredibly sexy.

“ma” chris softly rubs my shoulder as im sitting in the couch thinking of every way things can go wrong. “you ready?” he kisses my cheek softly handing me my keys since i can drive and he refuses to get his license at 20 years old.

“mhm” i hummed trying to put on a ‘convincing chris im okay but in reality im shitting myself because i’m so scared’ smile hoping he won’t catch on.

“nu uh Y/N stop right there i know that smile, what’s wrong love” his gaze softens as he holds my shoulders trying to get me to open up.

i sigh before answering chris “you’re the second boy i’ve ever brought home and im scared they won’t like you, i mean i don’t care if they don’t it’s just i want them to like you so they can see what i see in you, and why i want to get married to you someday and have little mini chris’ running around and i jus-“ he cuts me off.

“woah woah hang on, i know we’ve only been together 6 months and we’ve never actually had the ‘where do we see each other in the future’ talk but i didn’t know you felt that way?” he pulls me into a tight embrace “well i can only hope they love me” he kisses the top of my head “i love you Y/N, but i hope you know you’re kinda stuck with me now” he smiles down at me

“you’ve been stuck with me since the day u took me on that date with ur brothers cause you insisted on picking me up” i smiled back at him getting on my tip toes to give him a peck on the lips “now let’s go we’re gonna be late” i sat dragging his hand out the door and getting in the car.

the entire car ride wasn’t silent, Chris and i were talking about OUR future together and what we wanted for us, how many kids we wanted, if i would be okay with twins or triplets, you know the little stuff. what felt like forever we finally arrived at my parents home. i get out of the car waiting for chris as he steps out of the car and grabs my hand we began walking to the front door.

as we got to the front door, i knocked and my mom immediately answered the door with the biggest smile on her face “OH Y/N MY LOVE YOUVE GOTTEN SO MUCH MORE BEAUTIFUL THEN THE LAST TIME I SAW YOU” she hugs me quickly before pulling away smiling

“mom, this is chris, my boyfriend” i say looking at chris smiling at him

“so you’re the handsome boy my daughter tells me so much about hm?” my mom says smirking at me.

chris’ smile brightens and holds his hand out for her “yes ma’am, you can call me christopher if you would like too mrs.Y/L/N”

“oh chris is fine by me, and it’s just Nora please, the mrs makes me feel far too old” she smiles shaking his hand “come on in you guys, your father is far too excited to meet him”

we both walk in holding hands again. “RICHARD, YOUR DAUGHTER AND FUTURE SON IN LAW ARE HERE TURN YOURE HOCKY OFF AND COME JOIN US” my mother yells from the bottom of the staircase.

chris pulls me to the side to whisper in my ear “you didn’t tell me your dad likes hockey??” he smiles at me with an amused expression on his face

“how do you think i got a love for hockey chris?” i laugh slightly at his comment.

“oh i’ve got this in the bag ma” he shoots me his signature smirk before looking back up at my mom.

“come in the dining room, i’ve got you’re favorite casserole waiting on you love” my mom leads chris and i into the dining room sitting us down at the table across from where my mom and dad normally sit.

my dad comes downstairs and sits next to my mom and chris automatically stands up and puts his hand out “im christopher Mr.Y/L/N, thank you for allowing me into your home” he smiles as my dad shakes his hand and shoots me a proud smile. “call me Richard please” he smiles softly at chris before sitting down.

“so chris did you play any sports in high school?” my mother questions as she serves chris and i’s plate

“um yes ma’am i did, i played hockey and lacrosse with my brothers throughout high school” he says softly.

“oh Y/N, i love him already, please keep this one around dear” my dad smiling at me “what position did you play in hockey?” my dad looks at chris

“oh me and my brother were left and right defensemen” he smiles at my dad

“so you were the people beating people up hm?” he jokes

“yes sir i was” chris chuckles and looks over at me who’s too worried and just stuffing food in my face the whole conversation

“well before richard talks your ears off about hockey, how did you meet Y/N? she never told me the entire story about it” my mother smiles at chris.

i have my reason for not telling her, chris and i met at Tara’s party a little over a year ago, i got too drunk, chris was half hammered and we hooked up in a public bathroom nearby, so chris and i discussed that we wouldn’t tell his or my family that story just because well for obvious reasons we were underage drinking, and we hooked up, so we decided we’d them a different PG-13 version of the story.

“we had a mutual friend who was having a friends birthday, you know nothing too big, and i thought she was pretty and i asked for her number and we became friends and now here we are” he smiled at me before looking back up at me who had already nervously finished my food.

“oh Chris that’s so sweet” my mother says with a smile at both of us.

the rest of dinner went great, no problems, my dad and chris bonded over their love for hockey, my mom and i were talking about how well my dad loves chris and other little stuff catching up with each other.

“Y/N your father just put in a pool table in the basement if you and chris wanted to try it out, him and i have been working a lot and haven’t gotten the chance to so if you two would like go right ahead baby” my mom smiles at me.

i look over at chris “you want to see my amazing pools skills?” i smirk

“oh you’re on Y/N” chris says as i stand up leading him and i to the basement.

walking down to the basement which had been completely remodeled since i had moved out of the house chris had this glare in his eyes, he had something planned i just couldn’t put my finger on it.

chris and i grabbed a pool stick and we started to play a round of pool. halfway through me whooping his ass in pool he came up behind me and placed his hands over mine trying to “fix my stance”

“remember to keep you’re hands here ma” he says at a low tone in my ear causing shivers to go down my spine and his body getting closer to mine pressing his hard-on against my ass.

“chris” i whisper “we can’t do this here” i roll my eyes and turn around to look at him and his eyes were now filled with lust as he bites his lower lip.

“yeah? why not? you can be a good girl and be quiet for me yeah?” he places his hand on my cheek rubbing my cheek up and down caressing it.

i groan softly “fuck it, but if you get us caught-“ he cuts me off by kissing my lips softly “then i guess you’re gonna have to hush that filthy mouth of yours” he says smirking.

he presses his lips into mine once again this time with more force and hunger than last time using his tongue and fighting for dominance playing with the top of my jeans.

he picked me up and turns me around so i’m bent over the pool table ripping my jeans down to my ankles tapping my legs giving me the hint to step out of them and bending down so he’s at eye level with my soaping wet pussy.

using his finger to spread his juices around on my pussy causing a groan to escape his lips and a soft moan out of mine. “you’re so fucking wet” he stands up pulling his pants down stepping out of them and reaching his hand to my mouth “spit” i obeyed “good fucking girl” he uses his spit to spread on his cock.

he took his cock in his hand and lines himself up with my entrance and pushing just the tip in in letting a whimper out of my lips. he takes his hand to cover my mouth. “as much as i love the nasty shit you say with my cock buried in your pussy you gotta be quiet baby” he groans in my ear before bottoming out biting his lower lip stopping his groan from escaping from his lips throwing his head back and starts slowly thrusting in me.

“fuck ma, you’re so fucking tight” he whispers picking up his pace with a small whimper leaving my lips and my eyes rolling back to my head trying to use his arm that’s now around my throat to hold on to in order to keep my balance.

“chris” i whimper in almost a cry

“am i making you feel good baby? you like this?” he growls in my ear

“y-yes” i softly cry out trying not to moan so loudly as he is repeatedly kissing my cervix with his tip at almost an ungodly speed.

my walls tighten around him signaling i was getting closer “someone’s close hm? you gonna cum all over my cock yeah?” he grunts holding his arm around my neck for his balance still trusting behind me.

“mh-mhm yes” i nod vigorously biting my lip canceling out my moans.

“do it, cum all over my cock baby” he growls in my ear kissing my neck sending me over the edge as my legs began to shake and i release all over his cock.

his thrust get sloppy as he buried his head in my neck biting my shoulder as he releases in me softly pulling out kissing my cheek.

“you did so good baby” he says softly helping me get my pants back on “we can shower when we get back to my house” he smiles at me.

“then let’s go say our goodbyes because i have to drive, and my legs hurt baby” i say smiling back at him placing a kiss on his lips heading back upstairs to my parents which is just my mom considering my dads back upstairs watching hockey probably asleep.

“i’m sorry guys but we gotta get going, thank you for inviting us over” i say kissing my moms cheek pulling her into a hug.

“thank you for inviting me over Nora” he smiled over at my mom holding his hand out.

“no no i give hugs chris” my mother says pulling chris into a hug “i expect to see you around more” she smiles pulling away “and ill make sure to tell richard you guys left, he really likes him Y/N” she smiles at me.

“i’m glad, bye mom!” i say exiting my parents house and stepping into my car with chris in the passenger seat.

“well that went better then i expected” i say starting the car and pulling out of the driveway.

“you had nothing to be worried about ma, i have a way with parents” he winks at me smiling at me causing me to giggle.

“thank you chris” i say smiling at him before turning my focus back on the road

“anytime princess, thank you for letting me meet your parents, now you gotta meet mine, cause my mom already loves you and she’s never even met you” he chuckles.

“how much do you talk about me to your mom chris” i laugh back at him.

“focus on the road Y/N” chris says in his attempt to change the subject.

“i’d love to meet your mom chris” i say looking softly at chris as we make our way back to his shared home with his brothers.

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A/N pt 2 IDK HOW TO FEEL AB THIS I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY THIS!! 🩷

XOXO

gabs 💋

[lil-frenchfri77]

Begin Again Chapter 2

Summary: Ever since Bella came back to Forks things between y/n and her boys have been different. Embry and Quil stopped answering phone calls and texts, they’ve even been avoiding her everytime she shows up at their house. So y/n does the only thing she can think to do, she latches onto Jacob just like Bella, and when he starts acting like Embry and Quil did, she makes the decision to not put so much effort into a friendship that is clearly one sided. But what happens one day when Sam’s pack is in town at the same time as y/n and her new friends and two certain boys imprint on their former best friend? And what happens when a former best friend doesn’t feel the same way?

Authors note: Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!! I am actually so freaking excited that so many people liked the first chapter. When I posted this I never thought that I would be getting any kind of traction or reads but the 20 people that liked my first chapter are really making me feel good about myself and my writing skills. I don't know how consistent my chapter updating will be I have a really hard time with sticking to things but the enthusiasm i'm feeling after posting for the first time is really making my productivity flow.

Not beta read, lemme know If there are any egregious spelling or grammar errors and I will 100% go back and fix it

Word count: 1.8k

Embry Call x Fem!Swan!Reader x Quil Ateara

Slight Stiles Stlinski x Reader

Chapter 1 | Master list | Chapter 3

For the next two weeks your routine is almost exactly the same. You meet Scott and Stiles by your locker every morning and sit with their friends at lunch. It is such a crazy thing to think that if you had gotten to school any later that day then you would have never met them. And looking back, you can’t imagine not being friends with them now. They were filling the void that Embry and Quil had left in your heart. 

Your life was looking up and you were doing great, even Bella seemed to be doing better. She was hanging out with you and Jacob, and had even started going out with some of the kids from school. You and Stiles were getting closer to each other too. You spent most of your time in class, the ones you shared, talking to him and goofing off. You both had gotten in trouble a few times but that didn't deter you from talking. Like now. 

“Hey, so I was thinking about going into town this weekend, I need to do some clothes shopping and I was wondering, if perhaps, you’re free?” You had been meaning to ask him for the past few days but you had only now just worked up the courage. It was the first time you would be spending any time together outside of school and you were nervous. 

“Oh, uhh. Yeah totally!” His response was almost instant and the way that his cheeks turned a light pink told you that he didn't mean to answer you that fast. “Um, I mean, Yeah. I’m down to go with you.” Stiles blushed even harder and then turned forward to pay attention to what the teacher was saying. 

“Okay, cool. I’ll come pick you up around noon on Saturday?” 

“That’s good.” That was the end of the conversation. It seemed he was too caught up in the fact that you had asked him out to remember to talk to you for the rest of class. 

After school that day Jacob was leaning on your car, waiting for you to come out. He had been doing this a lot lately, waiting for you to get out of school so he could get a ride from you back to the reservation. Which didn’t really make sense to you but you figured if he liked doing this then why change it. 

“You will never guess what I did today.” It was the first thing that came out of your mouth when you got close enough to him. You couldn't wait to tell him about your hang out with Stiles on Saturday. “I asked Stiles on a date and he said yes!” You couldn't contain your excitement.  It was too hard to give him the time to guess what you did so you decided to just tell him. 

“Wow, that's a big step for you.” Jacob smiled, glad to see you happy. He knew that after the last few months you had that you deserved all the happiness you could get. “When are you going? Your sister asked me to go to the movies with her and this Mike guy on Sunday night and I really don't want to have to deal with it all alone.” 

“Well, we’re hanging out Saturday afternoon so I'm totally free to go with you guys on Sunday.” Jacob had had a crush on Bella for as long as you could remember, but you knew that he didn't want to be stuck in an awkward situation with her and some other guy. 

“Sooooo?” Stiles drawled, “what exactly are we looking for? Or what exactly are you looking for?” You two had been out for about 2 hours now and so far all you had found was a puffy green jacket and a pair of fluffy brown socks, which you only bought because they matched Stiles eyes. 

“I don’t know yet. I guess I'll know when I see it.” Your reply was nonchalant but you knew exactly what you were looking for. You just didn't want to let him know before you actually found it. Last week when you and your dad were in town you had seen a book that Stiles had been talking about religiously and with his birthday coming up you thought it would be the perfect gift. 

“Do you want to grab lunch too or do you want to just eat at my house?” you ask him, not seeing the way he turns to look at you with heart eyes. 

“We can go to the diner after you're done shopping.” He suggests. 

“Yea totally.” 

That’s when you heard it, the loud rumble of laughter from a group of boys at the other end of the street. You both looked up to where the noise came from. A slight gasp came from your parted lips as you saw Quil and Embry play fighting with the other boys from Sam’s group. Your face dropped as the two boys seemed to look up in unison and lock eyes with you. 

“Do you know them? They look like they know you.” Stiles asked, looking over at you to see you in some kind of trance staring at them. “Hey, y/n/n? Are you okay?” 

That seemed to snap you out of whatever daze you were stuck in. You looked away from them and back to Stiles before nodding and grabbing his hand to drag him into the nearest building. Which happened to be the bookstore you were looking for in the first place. 

“Sorry about that, they were just some old friends of mine. We don't really talk anymore and I haven’t seen them in some time so it was kind of shocking.” The apology spilled out of your mouth before you could stop it but that make it untrue. It was hard seeing them like that, happy and having fun when they left you feeling the way that they did. But you also couldn't help feeling a sort of resentment at them. 

“Nah it’s alright.” He dismissed taking a look around the bookstore. You had completely forgotten why you were in this store for a second, but when you remembered you had to hurry and spot the book before he could. 

Luckily you were able to find it and discreetly buy it while he looked around the store and grabbed a few things off the shelfs. When he was done checking out you slipped your hand into his, locked fingers, and led him out of the store. 

They had never felt like this before. As they locked eyes with you they saw their future flash before their eyes. You, Embry, Quil, and a happy little family. The euphoria and sense of calm that washed over them as they saw all of this was the most exquisite feeling either of the boys had ever felt. It was like nothing they had ever experienced and they had an inkling that they would never feel it again without you. 

When they watched you grab that boy's hand and run off it was like their entire world came crashing down. Their hearts, now beating in unison, felt like they were cracking. Before they could ever have you, you were gone and with someone else. Embry looked away first, face crumbling under the weight of these newfound emotions. He had never felt anything so fast, and to have it all ripped away from him so suddenly felt like a knife right into his soul. 

Quill was no better. The two boys had always shared everything growing up, they were the closest to each other of all the pack members. So it made sense that they would imprint on the same girl. And of course that girl would be their childhood best friend. The same girl they pinned after for years before turning for the first time and never speaking to her again. It was the hardest thing they ever had to do, and now, because of their actions, they were reaping the consequences. 

The dejection and rejection they were feeling was amplified by each other, every emotion coursing through their veins heightened by what the other was feeling. They wanted to whine and curl up into a ball at your feet and beg you to forgive them for the rest of their lives if that's what it took to make it up to you. 

It seemed as though the other boys around them knew not to say anything. No teasing remarks or mocking jabs were taken at the expense of the boys. All of them could sense that Embry and Quil had just imprinted on you. Everyone saw the way that you ran off like the sight of them would burn you if you looked for too long. 

“Come on, I think it’s time to head back.” it was Sam who spoke up. Always the one to take charge and take the lead in situations where no one knew what to do. But even now, he was struggling to find the right words to say or the right actions to take that could help these boys. He had never heard of an imprintee rejecting their mate. 

“No, but, we should go talk to her.” Embry whined out. Just the thought of leaving you behind after just finding out that he was supposed to spend the rest of his life with you sounded like agony. He would rather never be able to shift again than leave without you. 

“I think it's pretty clear that she doesn’t want to talk to either of you right now. Give it time. Think about how you want to approach her, what you’ll say. Right now is not the time or place for any of this, especially after that reaction.” Sam reasoned. He knew that getting everyone back to the pack house right now was his only option. He couldn't let Quil or Embry do something stupid and impulsive that could put people in danger. 

Everyone could see the way that the two boys hesitated to do what Sam asked. The longing and desire to be with you, so present in their eyes that they were waiting for something to happen. So Sam did the only reasonable thing he could think to do in that moment, and he commanded everyone to head back to the pack house at that instant. 

Begrudgingly Embry and Quil did as they were told and turned around to head back to the house. Looking back every so often, while the shop you had disappeared into was still in sight, to see if they could catch another glimpse of you through the windows or see you leaving. Just as the shop was about to disappear from their view the door gently swung open and you walked out laughing, head thrown back and a hand on your stomach as you full body cackled at whatever the mystery boy you were with voiced. Said boy, who was holding your other hand as he exited the building after you.

It tore their hearts even further in two. So with their tails, real and figurative, tucked between their legs they made their way back. Heads hung low and spirits completely drained.

What had started out as a normal Saturday had officially become one of the worst days of their lives.

[sehodreams]

oh okay<3☺️☺️

this all i got. i blacked out. lemme know if u have any more insight into how he would be😭😭

sungchan would love the contrast of his slim, athletic body against your plush figure, he wouldn’t be able to help himself from grabbing your tits and tummy and ass, all the time, he’d constantly be all over you, and if he was feeling mean he’d be in your ear whispering nasty things to make you flustered<333. sungchan taking you to a party with his friends, you’re dressed in a tight little red dress he picked out for you, breasts spilling over the top lacey cups, almost to an embarrassing point, but he told you that you looked great and not to worry about it, all of the other girls there will be wearing equally revealing clothes, but when you get there, you’re overly self conscious of how your dress does not fit you properly, especially when sungchan brings you to greet his friends, eunseok, and anton and both of them don’t look away from your chest for even a second while they mumble “hellos” and “there’s beer in the kitchen” so sungchan takes you into the kitchen to get himself a drink and he pours you a shot and tells you to drink it, you sniff at it, asking him what it is, “it’s alcohol, doll” and he tilts the base of the glass up to force you to open your mouth to drink it down, you take it like a champ but you whine after, wiping your mouth and complaining how it burns. sungchan gives your ass a smack, and pulls you in closer to him by your waist, fingers gripping at the material at the back of your dress and tugging it up a little to which you squirm and tug back down on the side of your dress “sungchan, please..” you whimper, the alcohol already clouding your brain a little bit, you inhale his scent, feel his firm chest against you, your chest pressed up against his body and the hold he has on you is so firm, you feel a bit dizzy just thinking about him, he presses a soft kiss to your forehead, “what, baby?” he asks, and you’re looking up at him with wide, pleading eyes but you’re not even sure what it is you’re asking for at this point, it’s too much all the time, he’s always all consuming and you find that once again, his teasing has you needy and flustered and so you grind your hips against his a little to test and see how mean he’s going to be and you whisper “channie, need you..” but unfortunately, he is feeling especially mean tonight. he pinches your hip, and presses a few soft kisses to your neck, in your ear like “yeah, well we just got here, so you’ll have to wait. if you’re good for me, and let me parade you around like the little attention whore you are, then we’ll see if i reward you”

i need him so bad

You honestly just blew my mind.

I'm spiraling, I'm shaking, I'm dying.

I love that you introduced Anton and Eunseok, I can't help but imagine them teasing Sungchan for going out and being whipped for you, blowing them off to spend his nights with you, and they're all like "what's wrong with him?", but then you appear all pretty, nervous and extremely conscious of what you're wearing, not able to even look straight at them for more than one min because you can feel your chest spilling out from that dress that doesn't let you hide anything at all, and they finally understand it all.

It's your pretty face getting all shy and blushing contrasting how bold the dress you're wearing is what makes them think "shit, I wouldn't leave her side either", but they won't say anything about it of course, they can already see Sungchan's cheeky smile appearing when he, with the hand that was already hugging your side, slides down your thigh and gives it a light smack to signal you that you should start walking to the kitchen with him.

Then, in the kitchen, before he gives you your shot, he first cages you to the counter so you can't run from his hand pushing the shot to your lips, one hand firm over your waist, pinching you while telling you to open your mouth for him, a command you're so used to that your body does it in its own, and then, after you ask him for some attention, he laughs and takes you to the party again, so he can show you around like he has already told you. He dances with you a little, grinding behind you and teasing you even more between the bodies of people you know nothing about, and your big thighs are sweating and your chest is slightly shining because of how hot the room is, so when he turns you and presses you against him, when he looks at your chest and sees the sweat gloss appearing, he starts to get hard, not caring at all that you're not alone there.

You feel it against your tummy, so you move your eyes from the eyes of his friends you somehow met in the other side of the room to his, and you flash him a smile because you like how good he looks there, but he thinks you're smiling because he's going to give you what you asked for so easily, which makes him think, what can he do to erase that silly smile and replace it with a few tears? Oh, making you cum in his friend's bedroom sounds good enough.

He has you under him, skirt all up and your tits finally naked in front of him, fingers playing with your clit and making your eyes flutter, it's all good and completely soft until he starts fingering you with his long digits, asking you to cum and then not letting you do it when he recognizes the way your cries are getting louder.

"but why?" You ask, sad for losing such a good orgasm.

"Who are you thinking about? Eunseok? I saw you smiling a bit too much at him" he asks, one hand in your neck, pushing you still over the pillow while the other is busy making you open your legs for him.

"only you, please, channie" your eyes look completely drunk from pleasure, and he believes you, but he has to tease you more before anything.

"didn't look like it, fucking attention whore, you think anyone else will want to fuck you? doubt it honey" he says, fingers going back inside you in slow motions. "I'm the only one for you, say it"

"no..." You want to correct him, to fight him, but his fingers are so long you can't even think, it hurts so much you just need to cum, "You-you're the only for me channie"

"of course I am" he smiles, fingers moving faster and deeper, so good that the wet sounds echoes inside the room, louder than the music downstairs.

You cry because he's so ruthless and he knows exactly where that little spot that makes you tremble is, and that, added to his big hand wrapping your throat, have you seen starts, unable to focus on anything that isn't the orgasm you've been needing since he gave you your first drink of the night.

"come on baby, make a mess, I know you want it" he orders against your ear, breath hot and voice erasing all sense in your head, "give Eunseok a taste of what he'll never have"

"w-what?" You ask as you can, freeing your lip that you've been biting without noticing.

"didn't I tell you?" His thumb is circling your clit now, letting you breath for a second "this is his room, and this, his bed"

"no- channie!" You deny, shame warms your face red, and you cry asking for him to stop, you don't want to cum in his friend's bed, you can't, you can't, you can't, you repeat in your head, how would you face them ever again?

You're crying, you want him to stop, so your hands go to his forearm to push him away, but he couldn't care less, moving it harder and telling you to cum with that raspy voice that has your pussy clenching around his fingers so he doesn't leave you instead.

Your legs tremble and your hips jump away from him when you cum with a loud cry of his name, feeling something drip down and your thighs wet, "shit doll, you really made a mess" he laughs, seeing the drops fall from his hand to the bedsheets under you.

You're too dizzy to hear him, too embarrassed to open your eyes and see him, and too happy for that orgasm to reproach him.

Thank you so much for your contribution to this world with more bully!Sungchan, this made me go crazy and I wrote too much again.

[thesamoanqueen]

Blackwater XX

Warnings/AN: I should apologize for the drama but its my trademark at this point, I'll just say that there's a flashback and a couple of references to previous chapters. As soon as possible I'll create a masterlist dedicated to the series, because I have contents that I want to add since we are at the end. Lemme know if someone wants a tag there too~

Trouble ahead.

He showed up unexpectedly, grumbling about the mud that had gotten on his expensive shoes, the usual penguin-like gait and Jimmy rolled his eyes, waiting for him to finally reach them because they couldn't have continued at all if he was around. And it had nothing to do with a tactical move to hide plan from the enemy, it was simply impossible to ignore or avoid Paul Heyman and if once Jimmy would have laughed, now Paul was just annoying and the expression on Jey's face proved it.

- "Nice place, in your style" – he commented, without greeting or trying to pretend too much – "reminds me the days I used to come visit your dad, both of you were three, four maybe" – and Jimmy folded his arms.

Sure, their style wasn't their cousin's luxury stuff, the one Paul had accustomed him to. At that moment he was probably having breakfast in a restaurant downtown or a sauna to cool down his muscles, but he too had cut his teeth at the garage near Oak Wood Hills. Jimmy still remembered the afternoons spent there after school to see the red Jeep Cherokee that Roman had become obsessed with, he bought the damn car as soon as Uncle Sika came back from one of his trips and now instead he drove around in black businessman's SUVs and looking after the community with checks he couldn't spend on himself.

- "Did you get lost Og? Want me to call your daddy so he can pick you up?" – he asked and Paul must have had colic judging by his reaction.

- "No. Im here to talk."

- "Wow really?! Mind-blowing!"

The colic became a reproachful look at his sarcasm, but still Jimmy was not impressed and when Jey decided to come closer to support him, Paul wisely quit, once again showing off the best acting skills to save his ass.

- "Even though I remember what was said at the meeting, Im here with good intentions. Of course, it hurt me if I have to tell the truth, I don't understand where the aversion against me comes from... but despite this I couldn't refuse in my heart to help" – he began and Jimmy blinked confused.

- "Have you had a heart transplant?" – he urged, matching his attitude.

Paul didn't take that joke well either, but he had nothing to complain about, everyone knew how things were. The wiseman didn't help anyone if he didn't have something back, goodness was not among his qualities and it was impossible he had found some of it within himself now that he was personally involved. His feelings worked on command, according to occasion and business.

- "He thinks I'm dumb ass" – Jey said out of nowhere, staring at him.

He had crossed the edge since the boys' were dragged into the family mess and now his goal was just putting an end to it all. For him that war was an unbearable burden, Jimmy knew how he was, he knew Jey just wanted to start over, have some peace and he didn't like Paul's fake visit because it also added provocation to his worries. He would probably have put up with Roman, but not Paul, Paul wasn't family to him and those turns of phrase were making him nervous.

He heard the wiseman noises, trying to stay in control even though Jey's gaze didn’t help his attempts.

- "What? No, of course not, I’d never think bad about you! The Tribal Chief had chosen you as his right-hand man, a fool would not have had such an honor or right to speak in family business."

He thinks we're both dumb.

That stunt pushed Jimmy to clench his fists in annoyance, but didn't have time to silence Paul because his brother really didn't seem in the mood that day and had come forward again.

- "I had no right. He take all the decisions, with you, from day one."

He hadn't been around when that deal or alliance or whatever it was between him and Roman had come about, he'd been forced away from home for months, but Jey was there and kept him updated on everything. They had kept him on the sidelines of the family business from the beginning and the right-hand man title with their tricks had become a joke they made real when it suited them. Jey had taken it seriously despite everything, he had committed to the vision and tried, but it only make him run everywhere and get beaten. When Jimmy came back everything was already done and things had even gotten worse after.

- "Jey…" - he heard Paul negotiating trying to slow things down, realizing maybe that his sweet words were no longer having the planned effect - "when you're at the top you often find yourself in unpleasant situations, it's not for everyone, you're starting to understand it too how it is bearing the weight of that position. At the meeting you made some choices... let's say questionable ones... listening an advice would have been right for you if I may, to judge pros and cons. I'm here to offer you a second chance, I care about you even if you don’t care about the wiseman."

Jimmy hadn't expected his brother to discuss those terms in front of the elders, it had been strange and even he had been amazed, because Jey hadn't talked to him first about anything. But whatever plan he had if he had one, leaving a door open for Solo and even Y/N, Jey didn't need any second chances, especially not thanks to Paul. Jimmy was there to cover his back and it would always be like this, he didn't need counselors and dogs licking his feet to sleep better at night.

I can handle him.

His offer echoed through the link, but Jey didn't answer.

- "I know you're angry now and maybe it won't seem that way, but all this will help you, trust me it can be good for you, it's part of your journey to take the place of the Tribal Chief one day" – he persisted and Jimmy decided to step forward, ready to send him back to where he came from with good ass kick.

- "Imma take his place next week" – Jey stopped him, voice far too calm.

The day. It was just a week away. At the dawn after the harvest moon things would no longer be the same. Jimmy had been hoping for a change for years now, in the last few months he had chased it like a breath of air, now that was so close it was an almost surreal feeling, but Jey already seemed in control and ready.

- "It could happen... of course..." - Paul hesitated, avoiding answering to Jey push - "its essential, however, that the family is preserved and all of this, lemme tell you, is a dangerous gamble now. The elders have agreed to restore order, but we're all worried about what will happen next, them, me, your parents, even Y/N... poor girl, she can't rest knowing what’s going on and what could come" - he tried, pulling out an apologetic face that he could have avoid considering what relationship he had with Y/N.

- "None of them should be. The only one who needs to worry is you, because when I'm done, you'd better be far away. Bring back your advice, speeches and ass to my cousin, Og, don’t make say it twice" – Jey quickly silenced him though, stopping his tantrum by placing a hand on his shoulder.

Jimmy watched him stiffen as if someone had growled at him, face pale and shaken, his gaze going from Jey's fingers to eyes, which had been fixed on him from the moment he showed up. The realization of failure hit him right in front of them, a mixture of affront, anxiety and worry that Jimmy watched Paul shake off in the same way as Jey's hand, scrambling a few steps back to make room between them. He nodded to who knows who, body shaking as he sorted out his expensive clothes and pride.

The harvest moon was near, so their mother said. That year it was time to reap what they had sown.

***

Devil's Point, that's what the sign they passed on the way said and it really must have been one of devil’s tricks, because Y/N felt her stomach flipped. Or maybe wasn't the devil, maybe it was just another perfect date, pleasant anxiety, wine and fresh air caressing her warm face, sun slowly sinking beyond the strip of sand and trees, setting the sky on fire. Maybe the devil was Roman, with his gentleman manner, so confident, constantly eyeing her, always attentive, his low velvet voice. The bond had always been there, in her veins, in her bones. An invisible impulse born with them, as their lives went on and years passed, omnipresent, indissoluble, inevitable despite miles and obstacles. And more Y/N lingered in that trap easier it seemed to fall, normal deserving the life she hadn't had, a security she didn't know and now all around her, emanating from Roman.

Where has he been all this time? We were alone…

- "Have you ever looked for me?" – she asked out of nowhere, putting the dessert away.

A chocolate cake, because it was her favorite and he worked hard to please her, learning quickly and put into practice even the most insignificant details.

Roman looked surprised at the change of subject, putting down his glass.

- "Have you ever looked for me before that evening, when you found me at the camping?" – she asked again, feeling anxiety suddenly hit even though it had been her idea to investigate, happiness quickly dissolve into doubts.

Y/N didn't even know why she asked. It was an uncomfortable question, the search for a mate was a now past custom, too low probabilities and a world where alternatives had now become norm. It was stupid to expect something and unnecessarily provocative, what's more in their case, after all the first few months problems, it sounded a bit like an accusation or an attempt to ruin plans. Roman however didn't lose his composure and she saw him take a deep breath, brow furrowed as he remembered.

- "Years ago. When I finished college, did it for a while, then stopped."

- "Why?"

He looked at her in silence, but he didn't seem angry or bothered.

She needed to hear it, to know.

- "… had become frustrating. I needed to focus on what I could accomplish."

So real. So true.

Few could say they were lucky enough to find their other half. Rare cases, exceptions. Was it sad to meet someone, choose them and fit in? No, most people out there did it like that, she herself had witnessed it with her parents before the horror, but sometimes people couldn't even find someone, sometimes they were not chosen or stopped wanting each other and then yes, it became sad. For Y/N having someone in her life had never been an aspiration, a dream to cherish when night became too cold or silence too heavy. Getting attached was a risk, risks were dangerous and in her case, as an omega, alone and without a family or a community, it was better to avoid rather than defend. She had to be smart, loneliness had kept her alive, had kept her going, was the possibility of filling the void that scared Y/N. It scared her to get used to someone and lose everything again. She knew what Roman was talking about, a perpetual aftertaste on her lips when she moved away from a place and now she was founding out that she had never really been alone. She had always had a chance, someone waiting for her, ready to fill that void that for Y/N had become like an old illness she lived with.

Roman had been looking for her, among so many people, even if only for a while he really had and it was… so reassuring.

- "You didn't" – she heard him reflect, moving closer to put his jacket on her shoulders.

There was knowledge in his voice, a heavy bitterness, as if he didn't need to hear Y/N say it. She watched him take another sip of wine to warm himself or perhaps wash away the taste of that thought, enduring the cool evening for her.

- "I did it once… just once" – she admitted, surprising him and even herself.

She had never thought about that day before, but memory had hit her soon through her she-wolf, perhaps to console him. She didn’t like that look on his face, he was better all cocky and flirting.

- "I have been in foster care for couple of years after I lost my parents. I went from one house to another, it didn't work and I really didn't want to stay. There was a brunette white girl in one of the families, she didn't like me, talking behind my back all the time... I told her I’d find you and make her regret it" – she said, shaking her head at the thought of that childish menace.

Y/N didn't remember the reason for their fight, it could have been anything, she was an unbearable girl herself at the time, but she knew how she had felt. It was vivid in her memory. That sense of not belonging, absolute loneliness, anger, so much anger at the idea of being and being able to be just a stray in the future. The world is too big a place when life decides to give its worst lessons. Y/N had always grown up quickly, she had always learned running, what to be without roots, what to do if there is no one waiting.

- "We can pay her a visit" – Roman proposed casually and Y/N stared at him, because of all the things he could have said, she hadn't expected that.

No pitying comments, no words of comfort or judgement, just a blind complicit willingness to indulge her past madness.

- "Mmh I'm tempted" – she giggled softly.

- "What happened?" – heard him ask and pointed to her arm, where there was a scar similar to the one he had.

- "I stole her dad’s car and destroyed their fence" - she said, making him frown.

She had gotten into that pick-up without knowing how to drive or what to do, it didn’t end well, they caught her immediately and in hurry she had taken everything and everyone down. One of the poles around property had broken the pick-up window and the wire wrapped around it had threatened to blow her arm off, it was a miracle she hadn't fainted there. One of the biggest dumb act of her life and at the same time another lesson, proving Y/N she shouldn't be carried away by her omega impulses, it didn't bring anything good.

- "I stayed in town for a while I think, then left without looking back. I have no idea what happened to the pick-up or her. I didn't find you though... it was enough for me."

Admitting it, thinking about it, made her feel vulnerable. She didn't like that feeling. That attempt had been a failure from the start, chances of meeting him simply by walking a few miles, going to any city, any street, had been zero and even if he had been there, messed up as she was by pain, Y/N wouldn't even know she had found him. She had been stupid, irresponsible, mindless but realizing when it got dark she was still hopelessly alone had been worse.

She shrugged, picking up the dessert to distract and control herself.

It was over now.

- "We'll make things right, you have my word. It will be enough to be together, there's no need to think about it" – she heard Roman assure, once again without excuses or pity, firm in his intentions – "no more car rides though"– he added with a reproachful look that made her smile.

No, there was no need to think about the past. Everything had already changed and Y/N had learned her lesson, but maybe it was time to learn something else, trying not to run away this time. It seemed easy at the time and yes it really all came down to being enough for each other, filling the void with their bond.

For days Roman's routine had always been the same, calculated to the second, with no margin for error or change. He woke up before dawn, shower, breakfast and run, spend the morning in the gym, then lunch and gym again until dinner time, after which he lock himself in the office taking care of the documents Paul brought or business that required his supervision, and then join her in bed when it was already late night and repeat everything the next day. He was locked in a bubble, focused on a single goal, counting minutes, preparing in advance for whatever would or could happen. An absolute, maniacal dedication that Y/N somehow admired. It made her proud to see that he was capable of so much and yet it also made her sad.

Because in the wild run of that family war, she was just a spectator. She repeated to herself that she had to be patient, be understanding, that she had to put aside anxieties and bad moods to support him as better as she could, but it weighed on her. She did whatever not to show it, not to think about it, and despite her efforts Y/N felt everything around her emptying and cooling, her sacrifices devalued and even ignored. They almost didn’t speak to each other anymore and certainly not about what they should have because there was no time for doing it, they didn’t spend together and when that happened he was focused on something else, Y/N had the feeling of having gone back to the days when they were two strangers, two separate worlds united by a thin wire.

She didn't want that, they weren't like that, they had both worked hard to make things work, succeeding, they had truly found themselves at the end. The idea they were affecting their relationship, the possibility to distance themselves so bad to spend a life like that, wasn't something Y/N could bear. They had overcome differences, they shouldn't have burned everything because they didn't see things the same way in war where their relationship was not in play. They just had to meet once again and remember. He had taught her that and Y/N hadn't believed him for a long time, but they really needed their bond.

On the now empty table on the patio, she opened the floor plan of her old house, the one she had had to leave and Roman had given her back. It was nothing compared to what she had now, but it could become something, maybe just for them, a place where nothing and no one could disturb them.

***

Day after day his body pushed further and further, urged by pressure, focused on a single goal from which Roman couldn’t look away. He couldn't afford any mistakes with Jey, Roman knew he could beat him and he would, but his cousin knew him better than any other out there. They were certainly on two different levels, however Roman couldn't allow him to prove anything if he wanted to regain the absolute control that the elders had questioned due to too many mistakes in those months. And it was for these reasons that getting out of his head, stopping and having those breaks had become an annoying obligation that he fulfilled in the shortest time and avoiding any extra thoughts. Lose focus was a weakness, give ground an advantage, something he couldn't tolerate.

When he closed the door behind him, the house was silent as if he were the only one around. It had been like this for a long time, but time had passed. Now it wasn’t empty, Y/N was there and not finding her in the living room as had been the case for days forced him to follow her trail to the outside. He expected to find her busy, but not to see her with all those papers on the table.

Why is she looking at them? Why she got that floor plan again?! Stop her. Now.

- "What are you doing?" – he asked, voice heavy and she immediately raised her head with a weak smile, one that she could have addressed to anyone, not to him.

- "Nothing, I was waiting for you. Is it already time for your break?"

If it was an attempt to push away the conversation or pretend, it didn't work. He knew those documents, he had signed them and he had been clear telling her not to get any strange ideas about her family's old house, and yet she was there looking at them page by page at a moment like this.

- "I asked you what you think you are doing Y/N" – he repeated seriously, convincing her to put them down.

- "I was keeping myself busy while I waited for you to finish. I answered."

He saw Y/N keep her gaze on him, head held high, back straight, but Roman still sensed what was behind, tension, heavy air. It was since he said he would no longer have regrets that Roman had seen her react like this and in the last few days the atmosphere had gotten even worse. She didn't comment, didn't ask, she stopped trying to argue, she was good at not showing it, but his wolf could sense it when he lay down next to her at night, saw the way she looked at him. It wasn't a good idea for her to punish his cousins despite what they had done to him, she couldn't stand the prospect of a fight, she had promised to stand by his side no matter what and after a year she still rejected his mark when she shouldn't have even had to choose whether to have it or not, now she also took out the floor plan of her old house even though he had given her another one, one for them, better.

We told her not to act like this, she doesn't need that house. We did everything, we gave everything to her.

He had spent the last year dedicating himself to their bond, proving time and time again that he was worthy, that he would be a good mate for her, he was doing so even facing his own family. Shielding their future family even before their bloodline was born. Jey e Jimmy had ruined his plans, it wasn’t his fault, he was risking everything for what they would have built together, for their future. He had proven who he was, Y/N had to know, no one before him had ever achieved so much, no one would ever bear such a burden, there was no alpha out there on his level able to take care of her and anyone else. She couldn't think about them again, she couldn’t doubt, it was crazy!

- "What Im doing is to keep everything for us, protect what we have" – he explained to her for the umpteenth time, seeing Y/N stop that attempt of a smile understanding what direction their conversation was taking, as he approached the table.

He didn't like losing his temper with her, he didn't want to, but Y/N had a fastlane to pushing him in any situation and that was definitely the wrong one. Why she was throwing it in his face? At home, while he spent the days preparing to end the mess out there and start again together?!

- "You say it all the time, I know."

Her and her mouth…

- "Because that's the only thing that matters, not sitting here fantasizing about alternatives."

- "Ain't fantasizing about anything. You're so focused that we don't spend more than ten minutes together, I thought we could have a break for a bit, do something together when it's all over... but I guess it's a no if you react like that."

No, she couldn't blame him. This mess wasn't his fault, he was fixing it, it wasn't on him!

- "I don't have time to plan these things, not when I have all the work to do and problems keep piling up! I told you this too. You should have get it by now what has priority and instead we are here discussing because you keep putting these ideas in your head!"

- "My apologies, my Tribal Chief, is that good?" – he heard her reply, mocking him and he froze.

He looked at her angrily, as if they were back to the days when she couldn't stand him and he was always on the verge of exploding. He looked at her out of his mind, mouth twitching, but she wasn't even giving him attention, too busy keeping her eyes somewhere other than him, in an act of submission that was more a provocation than an apology. He ran a hand over his beard, clenching his jaw, but it was just too much and he lowered himself, leaning on the table to tower over her. Her scent, so familiar, usually so comforting, immediately filled his lungs, a regenerating peace that clashed with their fatigue and that Roman felt once more from Y/N, her body stiffening as soon as his breath hit her cheek.

He was the Tribal Chief and would remain so until God woke him up again. People out there could have planned trials, clashes, attacks, anything, nothing would have changed. But she was different, she was not one of those folks. Y/N might not have his mark, she might claim every freedom she wanted, Roman would put up with it to please her, to make her happy, because she deserved it, but still didn't change anything. They wouldn't go back to those hellish days where they were nothing.

- "I'm more than that to you" – he reminded, seeing her nod.

- "I know" – she replied immediately, finally turning around.

Her eyes, dark as the water of the river that ran through Roman’s land, almost seemed to suck him in. Two sharp chasms where he had looked for her for months, until found her huddled at the bottom waiting for him. Roman had dragged her out of there, he had given her everything, all of himself and he would do it again every day, without holding back or thinking about it and that was exactly why he was acting like that. If it wasn't for him, she would still be there, alone and with no future.

- "Make that stuff disappear before I do it" – he ordered, straightening up.

Y/N didn't move, her eyes still on him, as Roman decided he'd had enough of that pause, walking away. Her reaction reached him through the bond, when he crossed the threshold to go back inside: a mixture of anger, pain and sadness.

It hurts.

It hit him like a wave, alarming his wolf despite the fight, but it disappeared just as quickly, as if Y/N had wiped it away and Roman took a second to look at her through the windows, check, while she gathered everything on the table, head down and in silence.

He had to focus on what needed to be done. Distractions were just more problems.

We’re doing it for everyone. She will understand soon.

***

She had put everything back in his office, locking the desk drawer almost throwing away the key.

Why is he acting like this? What did we do wrong?

Her she-wolf felt confused, hurt and so was Y/N, with a good amount of anger on top of that. She was trying with all of herself, she was doing everything every day to make things work, to not disappoint him, to be up to the task, to not miss the opportunity for a good life. She had learned to ignore what didn't require a reaction, to be understanding when with anyone else would have freaked out, she was trying to be a better version of herself for her sake and for Roman. Was it such a bad idea? She knew Roman was fighting for their place, for his packland, but she hadn't suggested to leave everything and disappear, she would never have done it because she knew what it meant, she just thought they might have a safe space somewhere else... in a future less sad and complicated. That house was important to Y/N, she wanted to do her part, help, give back doing something like Roman had done with the house they lived in now, share.

It's already his though.

His property... that's why he snapped?

Roman had considered it a waste of time, a fantasy to be put away... after all, why he should pay attention to something no one wanted to take away at that moment? something far from his family war, from the packland. It already belonged to him, her she-wolf was right to justify him, Y/N had pushed him first, there was nothing to share or fix there and Jimmy's words came back to her mind. She had thought about doing something for them and instead she had really wasted time.

“The house… you bought it to give her nowhere to run away from you.”

It was a gift. For us.

Roman had said so and Y/N had felt so special. But it had his name on it, everything, every sheet of paper.

He wanted to make us happy. The best for us.

“I don't want you to go there, okay? This is your place now, it's your home and you have to stay here. But one day maybe we can fix it and go together.”

One day. Maybe…

Together.

Maybe? now the memory sounded like a dad tricking his daughter into not throwing a tantrum.

Smell of aftershave mixed with something familiar distracted Y/N, reminding her that she was still in the office and she turned to stare at the door just before seeing Paul arrive with a folder of documents in his arms.

- "Y/N! I thought you were out for one of your runs" – he said after a second too long, tone surprised and suspicious, as he looked at her standing there –"… you alright? "

No one was allowed to go upstairs unless it was necessary, but business those days seemed a matter of life and death, so it was hardly surprising. The last safe place for her would have been the bathroom.

- "You seem a bit…"

- "Take comments for yourself, there's no point in having a conversation" – she said, moving away from the desk with the intention of disappearing, but Paul wouldn't have been Paul if he hadn't decided to ruin her day already messed up.

- "Of course not, but I think you’ll want to know I went to talk with the twins. Didn’t go as hoped. Jey… he doesn't listen" – he admitted with disappointment, taking her place to add more documents to those already placed everywhere and Y/N finally recognized what that other scent on him was.

- "He doesn't like you, it was pretty obvious."

The idea of talking sense to Jey had been stupid. Maybe Jimmy could have been a possibility even if he was the one who started shit, he would have talked to a wall regardless of his sympathies, but Jey? No, Jey wasn't made for those things and both him and Y/N shared the same opinion of Paul. Sure he had had more time to learn to tolerate the so called wiseman, but Y/N had known from the very first moment he wouldn't accept any proposal Paul was going to make him.

- "You do though. He allowed Solo and you to stay if… well you know – he threw it there with such nonchalance, but she wasn't willing to tolerate, it was the wrong day – "he’s attached to you, he think about you as someone to protect."

What is he trying to say?!

- "What I know is that they shouldn't fight and that you Paul, said you would make sure to avoid it."

The brilliant idea of saving her during the meeting a few days before had taken Y/N by surprise too, there was no agreement or plan behind it, she didn't even know why at that moment, with everything that was happening, Jey had decided to expose himself for her. She was almost absolutely certain it wasn't something normal in situations like the one they were in, she was Roman's mate and Jey was threatening to take everything away from him after all, but whatever was the reason it didn't matter because it wasn't what they needed to focus on, especially not Paul.

- "I fear that stopping everything is no longer an option, we don’t have time, they have sworn in front of the family now. Neither of them can back out" – heard him say with a funeral face that didn’t inspire pity in her.

- "So that ridicolous meeting was the point of no return?!" – she snapped and he choked, hands reaching out in an attempt to stop her when Y/N nerves were undergoing yet another stress test.

She respected Roman's family, she respected their traditions, but it was unthinkable to Y/N that a handshake was an unbreakable pact, not when both sides were risking everything and whoever was supposed to advise them, stop them, watched or made things worse. She couldn't, it was something she couldn’t understand. They were a family, they had to act like a family, not fighting.

- "I wouldn't talk like that, let's try to breath now okay? Think about it. There are other ways to swing things in our favor, I'm already working on something. An idea in the right ears works wonders."

- "You're working on something" – she repeated, feeling blood go straight to her head.

Yep, sure, after all they had time to act with calm, there was a week to go and everything was already a disaster, but who cared? They could also sit, chat, think and judge who remained to be sacrificed so they could sip a drink under the patio when their bright future would be on hand.

- "I know, I understand your concern, but if you decided to be more cooperative it would help a lot and speed things up. The twins are stubborn, but Jey making all these decisions on his own could work to our advantage if we prove that he isn't capable of"- he tried, but it wasn't the right day for her to listen his sneaky little games.

- "I won't help you making anyone believe anything. You are the wiseman, be the wiseman, find a way, just do it" – she silenced him, leaving the office without waiting an answer.

She wanted that fight, everything to end once and for all, she wanted to go back to months ago when Y/N had thought she could have everything missing in her life, she wanted a family, Roman to annoy her with his daily nonsense instead of dramas to survive and manipulations on a daily basis. She was tired and for the first time since the beginning even if she tried hard… she couldn't see the end.

Breath. Calm down. Don’t lose control, we can’t allow it. Breath.

***

Right, left, right, left, right, left again. The punching bag was easy to predict every time Roman hit it, Jey wouldn't follow those times when they would have been face to face. At some point he would shift, it was the only way he had to really bring Roman down. As both man and wolf, Roman was bigger than his cousin, bruises and broken bones wouldn't keep him down once they were out there, Jey would have to do more and to do so he would have no choice. He was fast, he would aim for multiple points, targeting him, Roman only needed one, the right one, like with the punching bag.

When he hit it seriously, the chain holding it up gave way, sending it down and putting Roman face to face with Solo, standing silently there, even though he hadn't asked to see him.

- "What's up?" – he asked, catching his breath and kicking the punching bag away.

- "He was talking to Y/N upstairs" – Solo said, without mincing words and Roman stopped, staring at him, his sweaty brow furrowed in an attempt to understand.

Y/N couldn't stand the wiseman. She had never liked him, from the first day, it had taken months to convince her to not growl when he approached and now they were talking? Alone upstairs, while he was there training?

- "About what?" – Roman asked, but Solo shrugged his shoulders in a heavy silence Roman had to accept, hiding his annoyance with a grimace.

First in his land. Then in his family. Now in his house. No… not that time.

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[divinelolita]

CUZ UR HOT

N UR COLD

YA YES

THEN UR NO

UR IN THEN UR OUT

UR UP THEN UR DOWNN

i hate katy perry

anywayyyyyy

AHEM

lemme get theeeee biskit. chickon.(gonna need that bill headcanons or full fic baby i do not carreeeee)

sooooo imagine bill usually is on the bottom right?(weird to imagine ik) and at one point he asks reader if he can try topping for once like jus to give it a try for the next time and i can imagine he’s a lil nervous abt it ykyk😔

not stuttering much or anything he’s jus like ‘ay can i do wat u do🥹🙏🏾’ and readers prolly like ‘ion gaf’ and bill is prolly so happy n shi and when it’s time to get freaky asl bill is a tinyyy bit nervous but he jus does what reader does to him for like touching n shi(feelin his hips and waist up, marking him, whispering praise when they whimper etc etc) and i can imagine it’s also reader first time on the bottom too so he’s all sensitive n shit bro😇

and when it’s time for bill to do the thrust thrust 3000😈😈😈 reader is moaning whining and whimpering ALL over the place and so is bill like this is different bill is adoring how he’s never heard these sounds n shi from his bf and like the way he’s reacting with his body bru and bill probably can’t fucking stop���💀 like maybe 4 or 5 rounds in he’s like ‘wait no no no one more time i promise it’s the last time this time’ like he’s ADDICTED. and prolly by the end he prolly gonna top for a whileeeee

i wanna listen to kesha bro

anyways this long ASF I LOVE YOU HONEY🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

BILL KAULITZ X READER: TOPPING

contains nsfw themes; don't like don't read.

・He's fantasized about..topping you before.

・Really- he can’t stop thinking about it. He often finds himself daydreaming about all the different things he would do, the things he would say..

・He's tried to ask you before about the thought, but he'd get nervous and brush it off.

・Eventually he found the courage to ask you, gulping audibly as you sat infront of him with an almost concerned look.

"So uhm...so about uhm..I was wondering if I could...you know..top sometime? Just to try it out and.. "

・He trails off, sheepishly looking at you. He watches your eyebrow quirk up slightly and he exhales slowly, he's scared for what you'll say and how you'll react and-

"I don't care."

・When the time comes he feels a bit nervous and slightly worried but just decides to go with what his mind tells him to do..which is almost everything you'd do to him.

・He'd be gentle at first, kissing down your jawline as his hands trail down to grab your waist, listening to the breathy moans you make as you lean your head back into the pillow.

・His hands would lightly grab your legs as he peppered kisses all over your inner thighs, savouring the whimpers you'd let out.

・He'd whisper sweet nothings while slowly pushing in (ew) , shushing you lightly as you hissed in pain, eyes squeezed shut as tears threatened to overflow.

・He'd stay put, waiting for you to adjust to the new sensation. He gently nibbled your neck and wiped your tears with the back of his thumb.

・Whatever headspace he's in, there's no backing out now.

・As soon as you say he can move, he moves in and out, going at a steady pace that has you whimpering, desperately clinging to the bedsheets and occasionally scratching his back.

・Listening to your noises you make, he feels so zealous.

・He's never heard you make these kinds of noises before; the fact HE can make YOU sound like this??? He's over the moon.

"See? You're doing so well, so good.."

・Can't help but let out a few soft groans and moans as he continues, you just feel so good.

・He doesn't wanna stop, he wants to take advantage of this situation.

"Wait..just one more yeah? Last time I promise.."

"..you said that two rounds ago."

・Two rounds turns into three, three turns into four, four turns into five....

・You've never felt so sore yet complete in your life.

"Can I stay on top for now?"

"...sure. Why not?"

・He's actually so happy like wtf 😭

[that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐓𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐬/𝐋𝐚𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 (pt 1)

×A/N×

Hi there!

So- I don't know why or how I got this idea, but it seemed interesting in my mind and I had so much fun while writing this!

I'm going to make a part 2 and even a part 3 of this! Right now I happen to also have many more ideas and scenarios for the characters!

If you find my content disturbing please don't interact with it! Thank you! ^-^

×❢ About my work ❢×

fluff, mention of blood, everybody also has relationship headcanons except Earth, Lunar and Moon, also no proofread, I wrote this instead of sleeping-, they're mostly cuddling and taking care of you :3, fem! Reader

Fandom: The Sun and Moon Show, Earth and Lunar Show

Character(s): Sun, Moon, Eclipse, Lunar, Earth, Solar, You| (Y/N) |The Reader

Ship(s): Sun/Reader, Moon & Reader, Earth & Reader, Solar/Reader, Eclipse/Reader, Lunar & Reader, Earth/Monty (implied)

Form: Headcanons

[The artworks are not mine! The credits go to @//kiwi_artz and @//Ayyy-Imma-Ninja!]

Sun

General:

• Okay, so Sun would be very panicy at the begining, but after some times later, he would handle it very good!

• He is a daycare attendant, right? Although, he mostly works with children, but the important thing is that he knows how to take care of people. Even if you're an adult, he can help you at least a little bit.

• He knows while you're on your period your mood will probably swing back and forth. He totally understands it and won't be upset.

• He'll often go check up on you, bring you pads/tampons, medicine and do his best to keep you comfortable. He'll also scan you, just to make sure that you're really okay.

• If you need something, you just have to say it and he'll get it for you. Want a snack? Let's see what's in the kitchen...

Water? Of course, you have to stay hydrated!

Comfort? He'll make sure of that as best as he can!

• Also also, he'll ask Earth's help to make sure that you're really okay.

Relationship hcs:

• He does literally the same things, but

• He'll offer himself and his cats, if you want to snuggle.

• While cuddling, he will caress your hair and hug you to keep you close to him. Your heartbeat also helps him find out if you're okay or not. And after all of this, it helps him relax!

• The blood isn't disturbing him at all, it's just makes him worried even more. Usually, blood is not a good sign. :)

Moon

General:

• Moon would act more calmly, but behind it, he is nervous

• He can get easily concerned and he's often unsure if he does the right thing to you

• Because of that, he'll ask for Earth's advice and help a lot!

• He's not the best at comfort, but he'll try. He won't do kiss and cuddle, but he will try to make you feel comfortable as best as he can. He'll often scan you instead of just simply ask you if you're okay.

• The closest you can get to cuddling is watching a movie with him. Y'know, i don't think he'll stop his workmaniac ass from work, but to make sure that you're fine, and if you really wanna spend time with him, then he'll stay for a few hours. Mostly he will wait for you until you fall asleep. After that, he'll send Earth or Sun to check up on you.

• Don't worry, he cares, he really does! And he's more than just worried about you! It's just so much happening right now...

Relationship hcs:

Nuh uh, i'm respecting him way too much to write this lmao

Eclipse

• -Eclipse my beloved-

• so, the most realistic scenario is that Eclipse probably wouldn't really care (at least not that much), but the fact is, i'm a fanfic writer lmao :) So lemme just rip apart some canon facts and paste my headcanons into their place. Okay, now we can begin!

General:

• Eclipse is not the best at comforting, and he probably won't just go and snuggle with you. However, he is a great listener!

• If you don't annoy him too much, he'll let you tell your problems and might decide to help you.

• He acts like he wouldn't care, tho ocasionally he will ask you if you're okay or how bad the pain is

• if the pain is that bad, he'll try to get you painkillers.

• If you're at the point where you can't even get up or just feels bad to reach for example a water bottle, if you ask him, then he will probably give you (with a slight eye roll) the thing you asked. Just don't bother him too much.

• We all know that Eclipse can be a lil shit- but if you tell him that you're not in the mood, then he won't tease you or be a jerk. Don't get me wrong, this doesn't mean that he'll be a total sweetheart, but he will understand that now is not a good time.

Relationship hcs:

• Dude, idk how, but you managed to get him into a relationship. Good job 👍

• the blood won't disturb him and he's really calm about it.

• And this may be surprising, but he knows excatly what he has to do. He's really serious about your care too! He seems like that kind of person who doesn't care, but trust me, when it comes to you, he takes his job really seriously.

• He is usually quiet, but if you love to hear his voice, he'll talk more often. You know, just chatting about random things, everything that comes in mind. And actually, he is a great company!

• (Because let's be honest- that deep voice Davis gave him makes me feel something more than just "calmness"-)

• He will stay by your side won't leave you. This is how he can make sure that you're alright or find out easiestly if you aren't well. And like I said, he also gives you company with this!

• if you ask him, he might order you food aswell!

• The closest you get to cuddling? Mostly your head resting on his chest while you gently hugging him. Rarely, big spoon and little spoon — and he's the big spoon.

Earth

General:

• Earth is very kind and caring! Though, she is an animatronic, she knows more about the female body and mentality.

• She usually stays right next to you except if you ask her to give you some privacy, then she will respect your decision and leave or if she has no other choice than leaving, she will still manage to check up on you somehow.

• She is gentliest and supports you all the time! She tries to make you feel comfortable as she can!

• She will order you food (even if you don't ask her) and buy you supplies. She isn't panicking or worried (okay, maybe a little), she knows excatly what to do and she can keep herself calm and steady.

• If it makes you more comfortable, then she'll cuddle with you (and tbh, Monty might will join) with icecreams and/or noodles (or anything else you desire) while watching a movie.

• If the pain is really bad, then she'll consider to call a doctor. But usually she knows what to do.

• In the end, she is really caring!

Lunar

General:

• He'll probably be misunderstood or confused abour your behaviour at the begining so you or Earth may have to explain it to him.

• As he catches up, he will pay more attention to you.

• Earth and Sun will help you the most, however Lunar will do what he can!

• AND i know that probably many of y'alls comfort/kinnie/favourite character of the show is Lunar, so I'll let you cuddle with him! Just don't squish him too much please-

• But seriously, he'll let you hug him and he'll often ask you how you feeling or reassure you that "It's gonna be okay!" and soon you will feel better

• Also, he will probably join to the movie with you and Earth (and Monty) if he isn't busy with training.

Relationship hcs:

...This section makes me uncomfortable-

Solar

• dude, you have no idea how much we miss you...

General:

• Solar is probably the third one beside Sun and Earth who will try to help and take care of you a lot.

• If he's concerned or unsure about something (tho this is rare) he will search up for more information in his head, and try to do his best

• He'll bring you anything you need for comfort

• He will often ask you how bad is it, to know your status. You can't say that he isn't worried, although he looks very relaxed and calm. Probably because he dosn't want to stress you more.

• He will work while he keeps an eye on you.

Relationship hcs:

• I think this twink would be a really great boyfriend like-

• let's start with the snuggling and cuddling

• we knew that he is a workmaniac and bro literally doesn't know what sleeping is

• BUT he may take off some days and spends those times with you

• otherwise, you two will spend the day in the theatre

• Solar usually likes to play with your hair to relax you or steal your attention from the pain OR i can imagine him do big spoon little spoon. And usually he is the big spoon.

• But if you stay at the theatre and if there's nobody, he will let you rest in his lap while he is caressing your hair. But the least he will do is let you rest your head on his shoulder, even if there are some people. Fortunately, the theatre is not a busy place, so you two can cuddle as much as you desire

• I wouldn't say that he's a big kisser, but sometimes he'll land a small kiss on your forehead or on the top of your head.

• It's really important him to make you feel comfortable, and he is more than happy to be that person who makes this possible.

[itsravenbitch]

LMFAOO raven stop i literally had tears on my screen😂😂😂 just imagine me smiling with tears falling down my face and little sniffles💀anyway i’m better now so there shouldn’t be any typos.

okay so lemme tell you how dinner went. well actually before we get there lemme tell you how it was meeting my new family lol. so after i had finished getting ready i was too damn nervous to walk out i had to do some deep breaths. when i walked out my room and downstairs (also our house is different, i forgot to mention that cause that wasn’t really important to me in the moment) my sisters were out in the backyard taking pictures and stuff, while my two brothers and my dad were sitting on the couch just waiting since dudes get ready in 15 seconds no matter where they’re going LFMAO😭 and RAVEN tell me why my brother, the one i hugged while crying, gonna say ‘ah the random cry baby is ready’😂😂😂😂 it was not random he needs to stop lol he just don’t know. i told him to shut up and then i started to walk to my parents room to see my mom cause i knew she’d be in there still getting ready. everything was natural. that was one thing i was nervous about, whether or not it would be weird cause i didn’t know anyone. but i realized that they’re a product of MY consciousness, i made them lol so why wouldn’t i be familiar with them? 

now! the dinner. we went to pappadeaux (i got mozzarella cheese bites shit was so good) and the way there was genuine laughs and conversation flowing around the table was so refreshing. ugh it just feels so good and the great thing is, it feels just as good as it did in imagination. what i felt in my fulfilled imagination is EXACTLY how i feel now! i’m gonna have this stupid smile on my face for a minute 😭😭 i love my family, all of them. and that’s 7 words i couldn’t say for my old one. 

here’s the ask for this response

HOLD THE FUCK UP!! you went to PAPPADEAUX, a SEAFOOD restaurant, and ordered MOZZARELLA BITES??? you’re one of thoseee?? i should delete ts fr😭i’m appalled!

aside from that i’m weak ass hell cause yo brother really ain’t have to say that! like excuse me sir..? but at the same time i understand why he did🤣

i love that you mentioned the way you felt in imagination is exactly how you feel currently! that definitely speaks volume to the fact that imagination is powerful and literally creates reality!

and then men being ready in 15 seconds is very much so accurate lmao😂 then it’s just pressure to get ready before they start complaining

anyway i love love LOVED your story and feel free to send in more success stories <3

[danksy-ns]

Zay and Ren's big argument :

> full scene written under the "keep reading" button !

> Happens a long time after the nexus events, it's been around 5 months they've been together.

> Masterpost >> Next

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“What about that movie ?” Zay slouched over the kitchen table, showing his phone to Leo in front of him.

Leo glanced quickly “we already watched it”

Zay backs up in his chair, doubtful. “Uh ? Really ?”

They were looking for a movie to watch together and for the last thirty minutes they couldn't agree on one. Ren was waiting for them at the door, the others already waiting in the living room.

“You don't remember ?” Leo raises an eyebrow “it was that time you brought us into the theater when you were still human” Leo laughs.

Suddenly, time has stopped.

Did Leo really say that ? Did.. Ren heard ?

Zay can't turn his face towards Ren, fearing his reaction.

“we even almost got caught when Raph ruined two seats with his shell” Leo keeps going, without noticing the sudden atmosphere’s change.

Ren took his back off the wall. He's standing in the door frame, holding his breath. A shiver running down his neck. His throat is suddenly sharp, like any word coming out of his mouth would cut his tongue. Should he say something ? Maybe he's wrong and didn't hear right.

Zay couldn't hold it anymore and dared to glance over Ren. His inside onsets by that simple innocent look.

“What ?” Ren throws sharply

Zay gets up from his chair, walking slowly towards his boyfriend. Ren's muscles tense, he locks his jaw trying to contain his anger.

“Ren, please. It's not that simple..” Zay says with a soft voice.

“You were human ?” Ren manages to get the words out of his mouth. He is disgusted by only thinking that this statement could be true.

“Yes, but -”

“And when were you planning to tell me ?!” he shouts, his anger can't be contained anymore. Zay's steps abruptly stopped.

That icky feeling behind Ren's neck gets more intense. He feels betrayed. How could he hide something like that from him? Especially when Zay knows what he had to deal with humans before and what he thinks about them.

Leo stands up from his chair. He doesn't like how this is going. He wishes to help but he also knows that Zay probably won't appreciate it if he steps in. All he wants is to protect him, but he also respects that  Zay tends to want to fight his own battles. He catches zay's eyes, silently offering his help : hey, i'm here with you, just lemme know.

Zay waves him off subtly by facing Ren again.

“I thought about telling you, but you can see why I didn't ?” Zay's eyes become watery but he tries to keep it inside. He can't cry, not now.

He always dreaded this discussion, fearing the outcome. But Ren should know better than anyone else that he's nothing like the humans he met before.. right ?

Ren can't think of that coming from his boyfriend. He is kind and attentive, and always takes such good care of him and his family. It's not even his real family, and he cares about them so much. He sees it.

But

What if it explains why he fought in the battle nexus ? Maybe it was his human side that needed to be unleashed. He always enjoyed fighting, like those humans that tried to get him.

Humans are bad.

But, is Zay bad too ?

“So.. you weren't even planning on telling me at all ?” Ren says as he realizes

Zay looks away, nervous. He's scared where this will go. He doesn't want to lose Ren. Not over something so stupid.

“You told me that you hated humans when we started dating, what did you want me to do ?” he breathes out.

All kinds of thoughts start running inside Ren's head. He can't think anything bad about Zay. He couldn't dare to imagine Zay wanting to hurt him. But why does he feel like that ? 

Leo comes closer to them, still wondering if he should step in. He can clearly see his brother about to break at any moment now. He can't let such a guy hurt Zay like that. Not in front of him. But he has to play it smart, he needs to calm everyone down.

“Come on, let's just take it easy and talk about it” Leo tries to appease the atmosphere, touching each other's shoulders.

Ren startled at Leo's touch and abruptly removed his hand from his fur.

“Don't touch me !!” Ren shouts

He shouldn't have come here, it's too dangerous. Why did he trust him ?

He should've stayed in the Hidden City. He always promised himself that, why did he have to step aside from it ? Why did he have to.. fall in love ?

Zay comes in between Leo and Ren, his arms wrapping around his brother. He's protecting him.

“Ren, I know what your deal with humans is but that doesn't mean they're all the same. I got mutated by a crazy yokai, that doesn't mean I hate all yokais.”

Ren pests. What could Zay possibly know ? He saw all those humans looking at him that day when he came to the surface. Maybe even Zay was one of them.

Leo, still behind Zay, moves away. He doesn't need any protection. Especially not from that jerk. Zay must've felt Leo move because he lands his hand on his plastron, preventing him from stepping in again.

“Should've I hated you too ?” Zay says softly.

Ren swallows hard. He could never imagine Zay to hate him. It feels more icky than Zay lying to him this whole time.

“So now.. do you hate me too ?” Zay's voice breaks.

“No, Zay, I don't- I can't hate you-” words struggle to make their way.

“Then say it.” Zay's eyes are pleading “say that you still love me”

And yet.

“I…” Ren looks up, he can't stare at Zay anymore. “I need to go”

He bypasses Zay and grabs his jacket on the back of the chair.

“What ?” Zay is taken by surprise. Is he really about to leave ?!

Ren doesn't answer and just avoids eye contact by looking down, trying to pass next to Zay again. But the turtle blocks the way.

“You can't leave like that !” Zay grabs Ren's wrist, making sure he won't go anywhere before this conversation is over.

But Ren quickly removes his hand before Zay could lock his grip. Zay observes his sudden reaction. Ren curls on himself, holding his wrist close to him. Is he scared of him ?

“I'm... nothing human anymore..” Zay lower his head, playing nervously with his hands “and you don't even know how fucking hard it was to accept that.”

Ren begins to consider Zay's situation. It's all new to him. Not only did he lie about being human, but he hid all this part of his life. He wished to know that side of him sooner. Maybe it would've gone differently..

“You can stay away from humans, but I have to see my face everyday.” Zay frowns “I'm not saying that your trauma is nothing compared to mine, I always considered you Ren. But.. I never expected you to think so little of me..”

Ren's heart is being torn apart. Everything he believed in was wrong. And Zay might have gotten hurt because of that. Now to think of it, all he said about humans… damn it, Zay.. why did I say those things ?

“I'm sorry I didn't tell you Ren.. I was just– scared to lose you..” a single tear fell down his cheek, silently.

Ren sighs, his hand reaches Zay's cheek. He gently swipes his tears. This single gesture feels like Zay was finally able to breathe after coming back to the surface. Like a sweet salvation. Zay closes his eyes to his touch, feeling alive again, feeling at home. It's warm and comforting. It's simple and yet filled with so many meanings.

But eventually, Ren removes his hand, cutting short the warm feeling wrapping his heart. Zay opens his eyes again, seeing his boyfriend shyly smile. No word comes out. Zay sends an subtle interrogative look.

The deer Yokai walks past Zay silently, and stands at the kitchen door. Zay starts to come closer, feeling like he shouldn't let Ren go.

“I.. still need time to think about it. I'm sorry Zay”

Ren disappears from the door frame and Zay calls for him. He can't go, he can't leave him.

Leo stands in front of Zay, to prevent him from following Ren. Leo obviously doesn't understand why Ren would act like that simply because Zay was human. But from what he heard it's still something that matters to him.

“Please, stay here. Going after him won't be any good for now. Give you some time” Leo gently sets down his hands over Zay's shoulders.

“He hates me” Zay tears down

“No he doesn't, he just needs time, Zay..” Leo brings his brother into a warm hug.

Zay let everything out, his tears falling down his face. Leo gently settles his hand on Zay's head to bring him even closer.

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[rabbitsrams]

I just had the most diabolical soul crushing thought. So inexperienced schlatt & reader have finally worked their way up to doing the deed, and when they do it’s so soft and sweet, kisses everywhere, holding hands, talking eachother through it. CUDDLING DURING THE SEX TO FEEL CLOSE TO ONE ANOTHER.

oh anon... i love you. i love you dearly.

i already touched on this in my initial post but i'm so fucking glad to elaborate this is my favorite thing ever )):

nsfw under the cut, minors dni!! 18+ only.

so you don't really plan it out necessarily. you both know you want to go all the way but you're not sure if the other is ready. but schlatt really wants it with you so he goes as all out as he can.

making a spotify playlist for perfect songs for the night, taking you out to dinner (off campus) and just treating you like an absolute queen.

it's not ideal, he wishes he didn't have to take you back to his dorm room where his neighbors were the loudest, but he wants it to happen and will make it work.

his roommate is thankfully out with his own boyfriend (schlatt planned most with him so he knows not to go back in lol) so you have the room to yourself.

HE BOUGHT FUCKING. ROSE PETALS. (yes this man watched some of your favorite romcoms for inspiration. i want him so bad. im crying.)

"j, what is all this?"

"i wanted to make tonight special, 'cause your first time should be special."

"you're... you're ready?"

"yeah."

"me too."

then he's like wait and brings you back outside so he can attempt to carry you in. it doesn't really work, but you don't care. you're kissing him as soon as the door closes.

he's like wait lemme put on the playlist but you keep on kissing him so it's a struggle to get it on lmao.

HE TAKES YOUR CLOTHES OFF FOR YOU. THAT'S SO NEW BUT YOU ARE JUST SO CAPTIVATED CAUSE YOU WANTED THAT FOR A WHILE BUT WERE TOO SHY TO ASK. OMG.

AND THE WHOLE TIME HE'S MARVELING AT HOW BEAUTIFUL YOUR BODY IS.

"j, you've seen it all before, though."

"doesn't make it any less beautiful."

his hands are all over you when you both sit on the bed and make out some more. you just love kissing each other so much like ohhhhhh😭

you do some foreplay, lots of what you've done before, but it feels like the first time again. like that intimacy of sharing the moment together is just so special.

and as i said before, he's too caught up in the moment to realize he doesn't have condoms with him. he's panicking lowkey because he wanted everything to be perfect and now he messed this up and...

"j, i'm pretty sure the ra's have them. and if not, we can just run to the pharmacy or something."

"but i had this all planned out. i wanted it to be perfect-" you shut him up with a kiss.

"it is perfect."

he comes back from the ra's office with too many condoms. you're giggling at how they're all falling out of his arms and teasing the shit out of him.

"you could have gotten a few!"

"shut up." and he kisses you right after. oh fuck. that was really hot.

you both don't know how to put a condom on so he pulls up fucking WIKIHOW to do it. all while you're kissing down his neck to tease a bit.

a song you imagined playing during your first time starts right as he gets on top of you and you are just. in heaven. this is the perfect moment.

as i said before, he's really nervous about actually putting it in, you both know it might hurt or feel weird AND HE DOESN'T WANT TO HURT YOU OH MY GOD...

but you tell him you'll be okay. and he says you can stop any time if it hurts or if you're uncomfortable.

he takes your hand into his, assuring you you can squeeze it if it hurts or anything.

it is a little bit painful at first. it's different than his fingers, a lot more to take in, but he goes slow so you can get used to the feeling.

you do find yourself squeezing his hand a lot, not really from pain but from the new sensation of being stretched out further. but it actually feels really good.

his pace is a bit awkward and uneven when he starts moving, but once he gets used to it, oh my god?? and he just looks so pretty on top of you, his hair is sticking to his forehead, he's whimpering at how good you feel around him.

as i said before, he doesn't last very long. he finishes before you do and he's like oh no because he wanted you to finish as well. but you tell him it's fine and not to worry.

he's so cuddly )): like he's hugging you and kissing your neck apologizing that you couldn't get to finish but you reassure him that you can do it again later.

(later that night you do get to and it's really hot like it's your best orgasm yet. and he's so happy because HE made you come that hard. HE DID. AAAAAAAA)

[clockworkcheetah]

*shaking your shoulders* hiiiii tell me everything about your thought process behind writing your incredible bangfic the bad dog nerves, inspiration characters writing EVERYTHING it's so good tell us more

hiii getting to talk about my creations!!! ahhh

ok so cause its been a couple of months and my memory is nothingness aka im a little hazy on some stuff. buuuuuut i distinctly remember several things that heavily inspired TBDN im just gonna run my thoughts as they come so i apologise if its incoherent. i am also putting this under a readmore for the sake of everyone. and because spoilers for the fic

first inspo was deathmark2 cause it got its english translation earlier this year (i love deathmark but ill say everytime i talk of it its very difficult to recommend cause it needs so many content warnings). im very much the kinda person who can and will mash fandoms together- ill make those parallels. god cant stop me. basically dm is what got the ball rolling for me- spirits and possession and influenced moods. its only inspired pretty loosely by dm- very much the general concept/brainrot for both fandoms kinda deal. also more horror elements in dghda yes pls

another thing that inspired it was the doctor who ep 'midnight'. that ep was chilling- i think about how you can tell ten is fully awake and aware during his possession and it stuck with me- a+ acting from david. its a fear of mine being fully awake/aware whilst having no control of your body/immobilised and you cant do anything but wait for the inevitable. granted todd leaned more towards anger, or like the five stages of grief, than fear. but that felt more him also cause it went on longer than a few hours (or rather he expresses his fear through anger/lashing out) but i wanted that ugly rawness of it- hes nervous like a bad dog ay ayyyyyyy

(i sorta wish i went harder with it at the end with his scene with dirk, but alas he was burnt out and healing)

also tbh i just love scenes like that in media too. the character is right there! its so close and nobody is helping them so they gotta save their own ass and be a bitch about it

also i just kinda wanted more fics where dirk just fucks up?? like theres no hoops being jumped through to make what he said right (im not exactly a fan of this fanon!dirk where hes this saint who does no wrong/is always right/everyone else is to blame) so that was a goal in mind when writing this- dirk mostly, but also amanda to an extent of being wrong (not like in some horrible malicious way just. you made a bad call. u gotta live with it). also why todd was quicker to forgive farah (or at least be on better terms with her than the others- i really wish i included a convo between them aw well) granted these arent really specific to this fic- i like to have it in other fics, i need those two to fuck up. as well as todd getting to be angry/upset without this notion that he cant cause he did bad things therefore can only be bad, undeserving person forever cause thats how it works obviously (look if i wanted content of todd fucking up id watch the show lemme have something else with fics- ok ill stop being salty now asdfghjkl;)

i also really wanted the aftermath of what happened to be explored (i love the concept of possession/mindcontrol but shows kinda brush it off after the character is freed. like??? youre telling theyre all sunshine and fine now??? no way, theres gonna be a recovery period. aka todds body being weak from literally having zero nutrients, miru not taking care of the body, also learning to have control of his own body again

with the characters or i guess specifically project miru, she wasnt inspired by anything specific. i really like tragic but unsympathetic characters in media so wanted to have a try at it, and to explore the whole riggins' favouritism towards dirk and how the other projects may have felt. idk how well i pulled it off but i had fun writing her interactions with todd even if it was mostly them being dicks to eachother and being a dick to everyone

ok my brain is starting to run on empty so ill close up this haha.

im sure this is universal but when i got the idea of this fic i had the immediate The Scenes™️ for it. they were: amandas confrontation and realising that oh shit it isnt todd the whole time that scene was vivid in my head (also fave scene to write!!) and the other is the final scene with dirk and todd and todd breaking down. todds kinda the 'strong' one of the two (to dirk) and the caretaker- so someone takes care of him and lets him be upset with everyone

but yeah!!! some of my thoughts behind the creation of TBDN 💖🥰🧡 theres stuff i wish i included in the fic and ideas i had after i had already posted but im happy with it regardless. at its core i just wanted some sweet sweet todd whump i wanna traumatise that little man

[ali-anne-undertale-stoof]

I told you guys this chapter was gonna be long, and I wasn't lying! Here's Chapter 11!

Second half

Chapter 11: Break A Leg (NO NOT LIKE THAT!)

The lights dimmed and the curtains rose. A purple reptilian monster with a big hat and a suit came on stage to announce the acts that will be coming up next. Looks like Papyrus missed a lot of acts, including one from the comedian Mr. Drake. While that performance sounded wonderful, he was only really here for his brother. It was his first show, after all.

Gosh darn it, Papyrus will make sure Sans got all the support he could ever need! He's prepared to clap the loudest, to cheer and laugh and wallop for him. He'll even stand on the table and scream his name if it meant that Sans will be proud of himself. Performing on stage for a bunch of monsters... It sounded like a dream come true! But then he remembered how nervous Sans was for this gig. Stage fright is normal, sure, but Sans didn't deserve that! He needed fans, just like Papyrus does! So tonight, Papyrus will assume the role of Sans' biggest fan, because in a way, he kind of is.

And it looked like Papyrus wasn't alone in that regard. He recognised one of the other audience members as one of Sans' newest friends. The lizard girl he follows on Undernet. What was her name? Alphys? Alphys! Ah, the Great Papyrus' perfect memory kicking in again. Sans mentioned her to Papyrus yesterday. And while he was a little envious that Sans was making friends long before Papyrus, he's more happy for him than anything else. He smiled warmly that despite only knowing Sans for two days at most, Alphys still dropped everything to go to Sans' show.

"And now I would like to introduce you a brand new act! With his penchant for wordplay and his habit of popping up out of nowhere, this self-proclaimed gremlin of a skeleton has already taken the underground by storm! Everyone give it up for... SANS THE SKELETON!"

Cue obligatory round of applause and Papyrus screaming and shaking the poor waiter closest to him as his comic of a brother shuffled on stage in his usual laidback fashion, albeit with a few beads of sweat on his forehead.

"OH MY GOD!!!!! THAT'S MY BROTHER!!!!! CAN YOU SEE HIM?!?!?! THAT'S MY BROTHER!!!!!! HE'S RIGHT THERE, OH MY GOD!!!!!" Papyrus screeched, shaking the poor water vigorously. It was miraculous how the poor leopard-mouse hybrid kept a hold of his client's drinks.

"O-Okay..." Was all he could say.

Sans didn't hesitate as much as Papyrus almost expected him to. With a deep breath and forced courage, the little skeleton got right on with the show.

"hey, everyone. it's me, sans. sans the skeleton. i just flew in from snowdin. wait, that doesn't sound right. skeletons can't fly." He winked at Papyrus. Papyrus felt personally attacked. "but what they CAN do is rattle. and boy, was i rattled with excitement when i found out i got this gig."

Several members of the crowd lent a light chuckle. Sans' shoulders laxed a little.

"but as excited as i was, boy, was it a long way to get here. i'm bone tired just by walkin' here."

Another round of laughter. More people joined in this time.

"i mean, take a look at my brother over there." Sans gestured to Papyrus in the crowd. "he made it through alla hotland on foot, and lemme tell ya, he wasn't feeling too hot after that."

Papyrus snickered. It was true. The journey was a nightmare. At least the people in the crowd found it amusing.

"i mean, seriously, what is up with those puzzles? i don't mean to vent, but someone really needs to build a bridge around those things, ya know? heh. i mean, it was a struggle for me to find just a simple shortcut around 'em."

A couple of chuckles here and there.

"does anyone here actually like those things?"

An unsuspecting audience spoke up. "I do!"

"get out."

Another round of laughter.

"i don't wanna disrespect the puzzlers behind 'em, but they have nothing on snowdin. in my opinion, they have the coolest puzzles around. it's snow contest."

Papyrus facepalmed and covered his snickering face. He wondered when the perfect time for him to hoot and holler for Sans is. Although judging by the fact the beads of sweat were slowly disappearing from his skull... he might not need it.

Over the course of fifteen to twenty minutes, Sans' voice went from a nervous quiet monotone to a slightly more animated, louder (which for Sans is the average speaking volume, thank GOD he had the microphone) and more confident in the way he delivered the punchlines, which in turn generated more laughter from both Papyrus and the audience.

He was in it.

THE ZONE.

After retelling the time the brothers had almost caused an avalanche in Snowdin, a loud squeal erupted from the crowd.

"EEEEEEEEE!!!!! SANSY!!!!! HI, SANSY!!!!!" The young bunny lady who always went to Grillby's desperately drummed on the table while reaching out for the stage, as if she wanted to reach out and grab Sans with her own two rabbit paws. It wouldn't be that hard if she just got up, considering how close her table was to the stage itself. Her swirly eyes gave the impression that she had way too many drinks, which didn't surprise Sans in the slightest. He leaned down so that he was closer to her.

"whoa, bunny buddy. and i thought my drinks went through me."

Another eruption of giggles from the crowd, encouraging Sans to continue with his lighthearted banter.

"tell me, how much didja have this time? two dozen? three dozen?"

"MARRY ME!!!" The drunk girl screamed. The combination of the volume and the contents of what has been said caused Sans to recoil and throw himself back to the center of the stage.

"haha, wow. at least buy me a drink first." Sans played it off. "seriously, you're gonna have to buy me a drink, i can't legally do that."

Some audience members laughed that time, but Bun laughed the absolute loudest. He noticed her! He really noticed her!

"hey, what's wrong with a little drink? we're all adults here, aren't we?"

"Yeah!!! Stick it to the man!!! Buy all the drinks you want!!! Who cares about age restrictions?!" A teenaged drake monster with shades screamed across the room. Sans didn't even have to squint to see across the dark room and spot it sitting at the same table as Mr. Drake and his son.

"...i stand corrected."

The crowd thankfully laughed off Sans' slight embarrassment at joking about alcohol in front of two minors. Ah, they were teenagers anyway. What's the fuss? Surely, they knew the effects of alcohol already, and besides, it's not like they can drink it. In fact, this rebellious monster gave Sans an idea. He clapped his hands together and tried to look as innocent as possible.

"heya, little buddy. soooo, how's school?"

"School sucks!!!! And so does homework!!!!"

"i see. well, how about the teachers?"

"Screw teachers!! I defy adults!!"

"ah, noted. well, i'm an adult. would you defy me?"

"All day, every day!!!!!"

"well, what if, as an adult, i told you to NOT do your homework?"

The shades-clad bird stopped in its tracks. Its mouth hung open like a baby bird waiting to be fed a worm as it tried to think of something to say... But nothing came.

"i think i broke it."

The crowd chuckled once again. Chilldrake had to admit, that was pretty clever. It had to respect Sans for that. It smiled and nodded its head, appreciating Sans' style.

Out of all the laughs in the audience, there was one that stuck out the most. A very snotty, snorty laugh coming from none other than... Jerry? Wait, no. That wasn't Jerry. He looked like Jerry, but he had a very distinct moustache, and a slightly darker skin tone. Not to mention, he was also bigger than Jerry.

"Haw HAW haw HAW haw HAW haw HAW *snort* HAW HAW!"

Sans felt an urge to laugh along, but he decided to pick up some material from it instead.

"say," Sans winked at the mustachioed squid man at the back. "i mustache you somethin'."

Papyrus leaned forward in anticipation for the next big joke. However, out of the corner of his eye sockets, he noticed a small gleam from just behind the sets. That's... strange. Wait, what was that creaking?

"so whatcha sayin' is, you guffaw your time and energy to your family, and you mustaci-owed yourself a break for tonight."

More laughter. More creaking. Papyrus looked up and found a rope suspended just above one of the set pieces, a large concrete sun that was located just above Sans. And it was coming loose. Oh, no.

"ooh, i've got a doozy for ya."

Creak...

"so the first time i went to a bar..."

SNAP!

CRASH!

Before anyone could tell what was going on, the concrete sun almost lands directly on Sans' head. The good news is, Sans is a very good dodger.

The bad news is, Sans has a tendency to trip on his own slippers.

CRUNCH!

Sans' already pale complexion turned almost grey as he felt a shockwave of pain radiating from his tibia. If he had a tongue, he would be biting it right now. What is a comedian to do? Scream? Cry? Sans desperately wanted to do both of those things. Pain is NOT something Sans has a strong tolerance of, unless you take into account mental and emotional pain, of which Sans had endured plenty of both.

But a comedian doesn't break. Not on stage, anyway. That's all behind closed doors. No. Sans had to think fast.

"h-hey, when they said 'break a leg', i didn't think they meant it literally." A wink and a shrug, and most of the audience was laughing.

But two weren't laughing. And those people are a horrified brother and a concerned friend.

In his horror, Papyrus spotted something behind the broken sets. A shadowy figure, slipping through the back doors. He can't quite make it out...

But that didn't stop him from chasing it!

"HEY!!!"

Snapping out of his shock, Papyrus attempted to run after the figure. However, by the time he made it backstage, it was gone.

"CURSES!!!"

He felt a small yellow hand touch his arm.

"U-Um... Maybe I could help."

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"WHO WOULD DO THIS?!?!?!"

Sans was getting sick and tired of Papyrus' relentless pacing and enraged yelling. He's been doing this ever since Sans was taken off the stage and put under Alphys' care. Honestly, it was great that she had a first aid kit on hand. Sans' right tibia looked completely shattered. Cracks littered the bone, and the part that took the brunt of it looked like it was almost snapped clean in half. Take into account the bone marrow seeping from the cracks, and you've got yourself an injury worthy of an R-rated zombie horror movie. Except, well, there were no zombies, unless the sun set piece was secretly some kind of concrete zombie. Heh, a concrete zombie movie. Sans would watch that.

Anyway, Sans wasn't the only one slightly tired by Papyrus' ranting.

"W-Well, whatever happened, this place is gonna h-have to compensate for the damages. It was THEIR set piece, after all. Who makes a hanging set piece out of CONCRETE?"

"BUT I SAW SOMEONE!!! SOMEONE CLEARLY HURT HIM!!! THEY HURT MY BROTHER!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!" Deep breaths, Papyrus. Deep breaths. "THEY NEED TO BE BROUGHT TO JUSTICE!!!!"

Sans sighed with a groan, throwing his head back and leaning on his arms. "relax, bro, it was probably just an accident. i wouldn't worry about it too much."

"BUT I SAW SOMEONE!!!!"

"so? we don't have proof of anything. i'd rather just heal up and let it go."

Speaking of healing, Alphys finished up on wrapping Sans' leg with healing bandages, which immediately started glowing green upon contact with the injury.

"There." Alphys stood up, wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead. "Those bandages are laced with green healing magic. Just let him sit for a while and in a couple of hours, his leg should be good as new."

A sigh of relief exited Sans' teeth. "thanks, pal. i owe you one."

Her answer was swift and deliberate. "No, you don't."

...oh.

Meanwhile, Papyrus tapped this chin and his foot, squinting his eyes in the direction of the door the figure had exited from. Maybe he was just engaged that his precious brother got hurt during his time in the spotlight, but something else felt... off. Where did that gleam come from? Why did someone run away moments after the set piece fell? Was it deliberate? Was it an accident? Papyrus had to know. For justice!

Backstage, Papyrus dug through a box of costumes, until he eventually found what he was looking for. A long beige coat and a matching bowler hat. The perfect detective's outfit.

Sans thought it looked ridiculous over his yellow crop top and white cropped jeans.

"snk-! pfft- ehehehehehehehe!"

"SANS, DON'T LAUGH!!! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM GOING TO DO A SERIOUS INVESTIGATION ON YOUR BEHALF!!! THIS PAIN PERPETRATOR WILL BE CAPTURED AND DETAINED!!!! JUSTICE IS INEVITABLE!!! THE GREAT DETECTIVE PAPYRUS WILL MAKE SURE OF THAT!!!"

Sans only giggled again. Clearly, he didn't understand how serious this was. Never mind, then.

Alphys, on the other hand, seemed more weirded out than anything else.

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While he's back here, he might as well investigate what happened.

Papyrus' primary objective was to find the person behind it and confront them. He wondered to himself, what kind of moves would they deploy against him in the inevitable spar they are going to have once he's through. And then they will compliment him on his own bullet patterns, and then-

No, wait! He's getting ahead of himself! Set first, spar later!

"HMM... WHAT NOW? AHA! A GOOD DETECTIVE ALWAYS LOOKS FOR CLUES!!! WAIT, SO DO BAD DETECTIVES. THEY'RE JUST BAD AT IT! AND I AM NOT A BAD DETECTIVE!!!"

He said as he almost tripped on the concrete set piece. Alphys was right. Who makes a set piece of of concrete? That's a health code violation in more ways than one.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Without thinking, Papyrus kicked the lump of concrete like the piece of trash it is. A piece of it shattered, and Papyrus showed no sign of pain... until the shattered concrete crushed his toes.

"DON'T BREAK MY FOOT TOO!!!" He grumbled, shaking off the debris. "HONESTLY, YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN EMBEDDED IN THE SET OR SOMETHING INSTEAD OF BEING SUSPENDED BY A ROPE-"

Wait... A rope! It was attached to a rope! Papyrus caught sight of the little hook attached to the top of the sun. The rope was securely attached to it. At least they got one thing right.

He followed the rope to the end. Using his thumb, Papyrus felt the end of the rope. A clean cut. It definitely didn't look like it snapped on its own. Someone cut through it. And it was probably that figure he saw earlier. Who else?

But who could that be? Papyrus doesn't remember what the shadowy figure looked like! Curses, why must his memory fail him at the worst possible time?!

However, a glint of metal caught Papyrus' attention. He turned to find a cute little swiss army knife sitting happily and innocently on the nearby bench.

"HMM..."

As he looked closer, Papyrus spotted something... interesting. A perfect little signature, written in cursive.

Chilly

No... It couldn't be...

The evidence was, however, overwhelming.

Sans chatted it up with the others in the restaurant. Poor brother... He was completely unaware that the perpetrator was right next to him.

Don't make a spectacle of yourself. Don't make a spectacle of yourself.

Papyrus leaps forward and slides through the curtains, stopping just before the edge. His head was thrown back, and his arms were in the air like he just didn't care, holding the knife in one hand, and immediately pointing at Chilly with the other once the slide was over and done with.

"IT WAS YOUUUUU!!!!"

The group fell silent. They were undoubtedly confused, for several reasons. Of course, with the exception of Sans, who facepalmed, and Alphys, who was trying to avoid eye contact with him.

Snowdrake spoke up first. "Uhh... It was what, now?"

Papyrus leapt up and proceeded to do a little angry tap dance (?????) on the stage before pointing at Chilldrake again.

"YOU!!!!"

"What the heck?!" The rebel was incredibly offended. "Dude! I was in the audience! How could I have done that?!"

"THEN EXPLAIN THIS KNIFE!!!" Papyrus whipped up the knife and showed it off, cursive signature and all.

To his surprise, Chilly's mood shifted from offended to cheery. "Oh, you found it!"

Well, that was... odd. Nonetheless, Papyrus pattered on. "YES, I DID!!! I FOUND THIS ON THE BENCH NEXT TO A PERFECTLY CUT ROPE!!! THE ROPE THAT WAS HOLDING UP THE SUN, NO LESS!!! NOW!!! EXPLAIN YOURSELF!!!"

The teen opened its mouth.

"NO, ACTUALLY, YOU KNOW WHAT?! I THINK I GOT IT!!"

Alphys squinted at Papyrus suspiciously. Sans kept his hand on his face, but glanced at his brother regardless.

"IT WAS THAT JOKE, WASN'T IT??? YOU COULDN'T TAKE HOW SANS THOROUGHLY SHATTERED YOU, SO YOU CUT THE ROPE AND DROPPED THE SUN ON HIM AS REVANGE!!!"

"revenge."

"REVENGE!!!!! YOU LITTLE REBEL. YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD GET AWAY WITH IT? WELL, NOT WITH THE GREAT DETECTIVE PAPYRUS ON THE CASE!!!! NYEH!!! HEH HEH!!!!"

"Chill, man." Chilly put its hands up defensively, still slightly offended. "You got it all wrong! I lost my knife this morning while I was painting graffiti outside with Snowy! ...Whoops."

"WHAT?!" Mr. Drake perked up. Oh, his son was in so much trouble. "Son! Do you have anything to say to your fahther?!"

Snowy scowled at Chilly, who merely responded with a silent "Sorry, man," shrug. All the younger teen could do is shake his head in disapproval. Mr. Drake glared at his son with even more disapproval! It was a conga line of disapproval! Or a train! Or a-

"Son, next time you vahndalise, do it where the sun shahnes."

Everyone in the vicinity laughed. However, the laughter was quickly cut short by two simple words.

"You're grounded."

"Dang."

Papyrus huffed. Curses! The culprit wasn't Chilldrake after all! How was he ever gonna catch the criminal? Well... There was only one way to find out.

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"W-Well... There he goes." Alphys sighed. She turned to Sans, who was still facepalming. "Embarrassed by your brother, huh?"

Sans let his hand fall. "i wouldn't say that. he's just... uh... very caring? he cares a lot, of course. especially when his loved ones get hurt."

"Um... sure? If you say so?"

Now, Sans is a very observant person, and one of his greatest skills, in his humble opinion, was the ability to accurately pinpoint someone else's mood based on their facial expressions and knowledge of the context. Sure, it took him literally all his childhood and teenage years to get the hang of it, but it's a skill the young skeleton is pretty proud of. He couldn't necessarily say the same for his ability to decipher tone or manage his own way of expressing things, however. He didn't understand. He couldn't understand. Whatever. Don't think about it too much.

Looking at Alphys' face, he can tell something was... off. In the way she thought about his brother. He knows that look. She might not necessarily be judging him, but she definitely found him... strange. Odd. Peculiar. Well... that just won't do. As dramatic as Papyrus is being right now (probably from a bad day or something), he doesn't deserve any of Alphys' suspicion to turn into bad judgement. And he definitely doesn't need it now, not when he's riled up over Sans' own injury. He shouldn't be, really. It was Sans' fault for tripping. If he dodged perfectly, then maybe...

No. Don't think about that. Alphys, Alphys. Gotta convince Alphys.

"hey, palphys?"

Alphys shot Sans a playful glare at that stupid, stupid nickname. "What?"

Sans returned a playful smirk. "do you have a problem with my brother?"

Immediately, Alphys' eyes widened as she attempted to appeal. "W-What?! No!! I don't have a problem with him at all! He's just... well... kinda... out there?"

Sans cocked a bonebrow. Suspicions: confirmed.

"I-I mean, I can tell he really cares about you! But the way he comes across, he's just... um..."

"yeah, he can be a bit much sometimes, heh."

Alphys' shoulders lost their tension. "Yeah..."

"but that doesn't make him weird or anything, right?"

"Um... Are you sure?"

"i'm sure... that he definitely has a different way of going about things." The jokester of a skeleton chuckled. "and yeah, he can be a little, uh, embarrassing... but who isn't embarrassed by their siblings every now and again, right?"

Alphys nodded, reminded with the relationship she has with her own siblings. "Yeah..."

Good. He was getting somewhere.

"i know i'm a bit pap-biased, heh. but y'know, he deserves a chance, don'tcha think? he's a bit eccentric, but he's a real star. never failed me. never. hey, even now he's goin' around, tryna get justice for my poor leg." The pain in his leg was dull now. The healing magic embedded in the bandage was working really well. "right now, i'm the sansel in distress, and he's my knight in, uh, a, detective... coat?"

Alphys laughed behind her hand, which led Sans to give her a sheepish shrug.

"something like that."

Alphys gave Sans a playful nudge, rolling her eyes.

Her mind casted back to Papyrus, though. Sure, he was doing all this for Sans, but did he have to do it so... theatrically? She didn't know what to make of him yet. But if Sans said Papyrus is a good person, then...

Meanwhile, Sans kept a close eye on Alphys' face. She was definitely still weirded out by all of this... But at least she's considering Papyrus. That's some progress, at least. At least, Sans was pretty sure that's progress. Maybe...?

Shut up, brain. Look through the prop box that was backstage instead. Who knows? Maybe there'll be some fun toys he can play with. And behold! There was!

"ooh, this water gun looks fun."

"S-Sans, that belongs to the-" Spritz spritz! Right in the face! "Sans, serious-" Spritz spritz!

Why does Alphys even bother?

[amiserablepileofwords]

War Widow

Note: This is a repost-as-is of a piece posted to Cohost on the 8th of July 2023 in response to a prompt by Making-up-Mech-Pilots that read: "Mech Pilot who has to tell the new pilot that they can't salvage and refit enemy weapons to their own mech."

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"Kid, no! Get back here!" Nessa barked as the new girl whooped and ran towards what remained of the Blue Herons' main hangar. Towards the gleaming, immaculate KTP-10 they could all see. Were all drooling over.

Somehow, she'd survived their artillery barrage. Hadn't been touched at all by the pounding rain of hellfire and damnation. Their shells had flattened the enemy stronghold, laid waste to their personnel, and blown a whole heap of ammunition, fuel and other mechs sky-high. The acrid cloud of roiling smoke rising over the ruins was thick enough to turn day into false night. Debris and charnel surrounded her. The stench of death was everywhere. And yet, there she stood. Beautiful. Unbothered. Regal. Pristine. Still loaded for bear. Gods above, she was magnificent.

"Why not, sarge? It's just sitting there. Nobody's going to mind! We killed 'em all!" greenie Sally whined as she turned to look at her NCO with such an are-you-shitting-me-right-now look on her face that Nessa had to laugh.

Oh, the kid still had a lot to learn.

Nessa made a beckoning motion, and Sally begrudgingly slouched back. The old wardog slung an arm around the young hotshot's shoulders and pointed at the hangar. "You see that?"

An askance look. Of course Sally saw it. She'd wanted to sprint there the second they arrived. Wanted to get her hands on its twin mobile TBM launch platforms. She could see the warheads from here!

"That there, young lady, is a war widow, and you will respect her."

"But it's right there for the taking! Just lemme get my hands on those cones!" Sally pouted, getting a pinched ear for her disrespect. "Hey! Ow! Ow! Ow!"

Nessa placidly continued talking, as if she wasn't the one causing her charge immense discomfort. "She is waiting for her pilot, and we will leave her be. Thou shalt not covet another's ballistics. Doing otherwise would bring bad luck."

"But we killed everyone! The pilot's dead!" the new kid petulantly countered. "So who ca—ow! Ow! Ow! Okay! Sorry! Sorry! I surrender!"

She just wasn't getting through to the kid. Time to try a different tack. Something the girl might understand better. Nearer to her heart. "She's just like the commander's wife." Nessa tried.

Sally stopped struggling and froze, just staring at the grizzled older woman. "W… what?"

"She's a 10, the hottest thing for miles… but you know you can only look, never touch, right? And you can't look too long, because she's a classy lady, and that would be disrespectful, right? So you just say hello, and then let her get on with her day. Turn around and go do something else." Nessa was looking the girl straight in the eye now, making sure she was understood. "Same thing, really."

Sally squirmed, and gave her a nervous look. "Y… your comparison is weird, sarge."

Nessa sighed deeply and clapped Sally on the shoulder. "Oh, kid. There's so much Old Nessy has left to teach you. Like how not to drool on your shoes when you see something you want." She gave the girl's shoulder a squeeze when Sally started, caught like a naughty schoolgirl. "Now come on, mount up. Let's go make sure our war widow is an actual widow, and there's no little shitbirds around left to use those delicious assets on us."

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kami kami kami..oh how happy you make me with these chapters IF ONLY YOU KNEW. Anyways…

1. WHYD CHOSO THREATEN MY BOY INO LIKE THAT ! When i was reading i was like 🤨 cause ino did NOT deserve that fr. My bbg got so scared too like leave him alone choso🙄 and the fact that choso says ino was looking at her like he wanted to fuck her BUT IK DAMN WELL INO DID NOT MEAN THAT. my poor baby was so nervous and he couldnt even keep his eyes on the reader fr so whats choso on abt.

2. CHOSO??!?!??😫😫😫😩 why was he so babygirl this chapter. HIS LIL HUMS AND MHMS LIKE BLOW MY BACK OUT CHOSO PLEASE😫🙏 AND HIM BEING CLINGY IS JS SUCH A TURN ON TO ME LIKE YES LAY YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER AND CUDDLE UP INTO ME UNTIL UR IN MY SKIN. HES SO OH EM GEE

3. yuki. yuki yuki yuki. lord i KNEW i was gonna fall for that woman. The way you described her and lord the way she was sitting. I have never physically drooled over a character before but boy oh boy. AND SHE WAS FLIRTING WITH US ?? guys idk but i think she wants me ☺️ am i delulu or am i her solulu fr😫 i need her in me and if the next chapter is not me getting dick downed by that lady, i dont want it. (yes i do keep it coming)

4.Tell me why i misread the “best friend of gojo” and read it as js “gojo” I WAS SO SHOCKED I LITERALLY TURNED OFF MY PHONE AND SCREAMED. I was like there is no way we’re getting a chapter with both choso and gojo. After a minute of screaming, I opened tumblr again js to see “geto suguru” at the bottom..😞 the delusions have really taken over my brain. I need to stop thinking about gojo so much and go outside and touch some grass. Either way, I am not disappointed at all and I am so excited to see what the next chapter has to offer😈 (i NEED drama)

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ANOTHER ONE TO BREAK DOWN LETS GOO

1. Well, Ino & the reader did just flirt with each other a few nights ago so him looking at her like he wants to fuck her isn’t rlly tht off ^.^

2. I KNOW RIGHT UGH I NEED TO EAT HIM BRO😩 PARR THOSE THIGHS AND LEMME GOBBLE GOBBLE- anyways, yes he’s very bbg & ilhsm!!

3. I need her to js whip the strap out in the next chapter ngl😖

4. LMFAOOOO IM CRYING WAIT HELP😭 because im dyslexic I literally understand this sm HELP ME💀💀