#I'll probably go back and make this look prettier later...!

[jo-com]

˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙➛ I am right here!

Oscar Piastri x Fem!Reader

Summary: Physically seen but never romantically.

Genre: Highschool!Au, a bit angsty

Note: There are some grammatical errors and this is not proofread.. Finally back to writing!! Hope you guys like and enjoy this. Got Caught up in my work that i forgot to write and was mentally drained to even do so. But now i am back at it again and be sure to read all of the updates I'll be uploading!

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ➛ My Masterlist

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It was your free period so you've decided to go to the library and catch up on your other lessons. You were the only person there, so everything was perfect; it was quiet and the atmosphere was just right. The peacefulness surrounded you like a warm embrace─ it was relaxing and comforting.

Suddenly a loud bang from the doors and paddles of feet could be heard from across the room.

Well, so much for peace and quiet.

You didn't even have to check who it was that made the noise. You already knew who it was, correction who he was.

"Guess what y/n/n~" Oscar beamed─ Jumping at the seat next to you.

You flickered your eyes from your book to his. Slowly examining his whole figure.

He had this goofy grin plastered across his face and his smile widens even more as he speaks, you can practically hear the joy radiating from his voice.

God that smile is just so contagious, it matches so well with his angelic tone.

The look that you gave him definitely screams 'uninterested' but of course that's only the expression you show him.

Unbeknownst to Oscar all the deep feelings you want to further express to him.

You softly put down your book to the side and diverted all your attention at the man sitting beside you.

"What? Is there a reason why you look awfully like an idiot right now?" You answered, acting all cold and mundane as possible.

Oscar rolled his eyes and gently nudged your shoulders. "Why do you always frown like that, you know, you're way prettier when you smile."

And why do you always make my heart go crazy with those words??

You shrugged nonchalantly, "it's because you're super annoying and not very smile worthy."

"Ha Ha, real funny y/n, you crack me up" Oscar said sarcastically making you giggle softly. "Anyways, i have good news."

You stopped and raised your brows─ signaling for him to continue.

He took the hint and continued what he was going to say, "You know how I've been courting lily for the past few months now?"

Your smile soon fades and your demeanor quickly shifts as you try your best not to falter.

The reality was quick to weigh down on you. Crushing and crumbling your heart with each truthfulness.

From out of sight, you were gripping your thighs to stop the tears from going down, so much that it will probably bruise later.

You rolled your eyes jokingly, "I remember, only because you wouldn't stop talking about her, you lover boy" you spoke weakly─ punching his shoulders playfully to make it seem that it hadn't affected you.

"what about it?" You asked, even though you know where this conversation was heading.

Oscar couldn't contain his excitement and happily blurted out his words, "SHE FINALLY SAID YES."

Your lips subtly quiver and your eyes start to gloss. You knew where this was going so why does it hurt so bad?

"Wow uhm..i am so happy for you osc" you croaked, feeling your voice crack a little.

"I just feel so lucky to have her" Oscar sighed─ the smile on his face says it all.

He then went on and on about how she said yes and what he felt at the time. He was so busy talking about his feelings that he couldn't see yours.

You were smiling, yet your eyes tells another story.

He kept on talking, saying just how happy he was. "And then when she said yes, my heart just stopped beating and everything was in slow motion"

That's what i feel everyday with you.

His voice seemed to blend in the background and all you could hear was the ringing silence of loneliness.

You nod your head every now and then to what he was saying, despite not listening to what he was actually rambling on about.

You then abruptly cut him off and stood up, "uh i am sorry Osc but, i forgot that me and alex have this thing."

"What is it? Maybe i can help?" He offered, his eyes softening at your sudden reaction.

God, don't look at me with those eyes.

You shook your head and averted your eyes, ignoring his looks of concern. You didn't want him to see you like that. Not like this.

Don't fall for it y/n, he's just concerned as a Friend.

Without saying a word you quickly grabbed your things and scurried away from him. Leaving Oscar confused and dumbfounded.

...

You hurriedly ran to the nearest rest room─avoiding all the people that were in the way. Not wanting them to take a glance at your now tear eyed face.

As soon as you close the cubicle door, your whole body just went limp. Not having any energy anymore.

And you were now balling your eyes out on the ground─ bitting your lips, to stifle the cries that were escaping from your trembling mouth.

You were stupid enough to think that there was something going to happen between you and Oscar. It's your fault, for falling at his rosy sweet words, even though you knew deep down inside that he only meant that as a friend.

...

Short cause it got deleted ON MY FIRST DRAFT. Hope u enjoyed tho

[echobx]

There's a first for everything - JJ Maybank × fem!reader

summary: JJ finally manages to convince his girlfriend y/n to peg him, and this is their first time trying it out

word count: 1k

warnings: smut, pegging, toy use/strap on, power play (minorly), light fluffy moments, subby!JJ

author's note: this is my first time ever writing this so I hope it goes well and you guys like it.

kinktober masterlist

   “I thought about it,” you announce while walking into the Château, and JJ's head perks up, a big anticipating smile on his face. 

   “And the verdict?” 

   “You have to promise to not make it weird, and to not pressure me. Because, truly, I don't know if I can do this. But I'll try, because I love you,” you finish, and he jumps up to hug you and kiss your face all over. 

   “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!” exclaims in between kisses and picks you up to twirl you around. 

   “Okay, calm down, we don't even have anything to work with. Let's go shopping,” you shake your head with a smile on your lips. 

   Three hours later, you are back home and try to get ready without feeling a little weird about it. JJ is in the bathroom to follow the instructions the employee at the sex store gave him. As it turns out, he didn't really think much of it when he proposed it to you. He thought it was just as easy as normal sex, but he was wrong. And while he cleans himself thoroughly, you watch yourself in the mirror, putting on the lace underwear set and the strap on. It does look funny, you think, and just moments later you catch yourself posing in front of the mirror and playing around with the dildo that you have strapped to your pelvis. 

   “Last time I did that, I was nine,” JJ chuckles while walking in, and you whip around to look at him standing in the doorway of your shared room. A towel around his hips and his toned chest glistening with drops of water from the shower. His hair lazily hanging into his face and a smirk on his lips. 

   “I never had a dick strapped to my body before, leave me alone,” you laugh, but blush nevertheless. 

   “You don't know how much I love you, not just because you agreed to try this,” he rasps and pulls you to his chest, but the toy pokes against the tight towel, and you have to turn your hips for the hug to feel a bit more normal again. 

   “Yours is still way prettier than mine, although mine is blue. I love blue,” you giggle and look down at the toy for probably the millionth time since putting it on. 

   “If you were a guy, you'd definitely have the prettiest cock in the world, princess,” JJ whispers and you bite your lip. 

   “Really?” 

   “I'm certain of it. And I'd love you still.” 

   “Good. I think I'd love you too if I was a guy. I'd also love you if I was a guy and you were a girl. Maybe that's odd,” you want to ponder it for a bit, but JJ kisses all those big thoughts away in a single second. 

   “Ready?” he asks, and you nod, letting go of him and pulling him into bed with you.

   “How do you want me?” You ask, and JJ seems uniquely unsure for someone who proposed the idea in the first place. 

   “Uhm… I mean…” 

   “Want me to handle it?” you giggle and he nods. 

   “Please handle me, princess,” his voice is deep and seductive. 

   “Lie down,” you order, and he does as he's told, letting you kiss yourself down his body; from his lips over his neck and throat, down his chest and over his happy trail until your teeth bite down on the towel and pull on it. 

   “Fuck!” JJ hisses as you tear the fabric off of him. His dick is already hard and leaking, oh so pretty for you, but you can't focus on it. You can't let it cloud your mind as you are trying to find the courage to fuck your boyfriend. 

   “What if it hurts?” You ask quickly after having covered the silicone in lube. 

   “Go slow, I guess,” JJ smiles as he lies before you, legs spread and cock ready. You line yourself up and look deep into his eyes while pushing into his tight hole. 

   “Shit! Fuck!” JJ almost screams and you halt. 

   “Are you okay? Do I stop? Should we try another time?” you ask frantically. 

   “No, no. No, please don't. Keep going, baby. You're doing great,” he praises you, and you nod again. And after the first few inches have vanished inside him, it gets easier. 

   “Fuck, baby, I feel like I'm about to bust,” he moans, although you haven't even moved yet, you remain buried deep in his ass. 

   “Want me to find out how much I can make you cum?” you smirk and he nods rapidly. 

   “Please, fuck. Fuck me, baby,” JJ cries out, and it gets only worse as you pull out halfway and slam back into him, just like he usually does to you. And the more you fuck him the easier it gets, using his own techniques, that you knew by heart, against him. 

   “Gonna cum, y/n,” JJ grunts, and a second later his cum spills all over his stomach. It's beautiful to know how hard you can make him cum just like that and this power you have over him makes you eager.

   Quickly, you pull out and make him turn around. Kneeling before you, you start fucking him again, harsher and faster than before. You're no longer scared to hurt him, and only care about the adrenaline rush that is coursing through you. You’ve never thought that fucking your boyfriend up the ass would turn out to be something you'd ever enjoy, but now that you’ve started, you know that you're not gonna be able to stop doing it to him. 

   The best part isn't even making him cum as many times as you desire, but the sounds he lets out for you, noises no one else is capable of eliciting from him. Or the picture of him arching his back for you to hit deeper inside him. But most of all, it’s how deliciously fucked out he looks after you're done with him, and you understand why he gets so cocky over his capabilities when it comes to your body.

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[woso-dreamzzz]

Escape II

Bruna Vilamala x Eriksson!Reader

Hardersson x Sister!Reader

Summary: Your sister meets your girlfriend

In a feat of amazing strength and character, Bruna ended up tackling both Frido and Ingrid to the ground and distracting them for long enough for you and Lena to make a break to it.

You made good on your promise and took her to dinner at some up class fancy restaurant that you both ended up abandoning in favour of some greasy fried food that absolutely broke your diets.

You'd been with each otherever since, flying back and forth between Spain and Germany to spend time together. You go on holiday with each other. You go to the markets.

Your whole life used to be football and trying to make sure Lena didn't do something stupid like argue with the wrong player. Now Bruna slipped in too.

Football.

Bruna.

Making sure Lena didn't split her head open on a rock.

Bruna.

"Do you want to meet my sisters?"

Bruna's head is on your shoulder, staring at the tv as she flicks between channels. "What?"

"Well, I guess, Pernille's not actually my sister but she and Magda have been gross and in love for years so she's practically my sister too. Would you like to meet them?"

Bruna looked confused. "They know about me?"

"Was I meant to keep you a secret?" You teased, leaning down to kiss her. "You don't have to meet them if you don't want to. They'll be in town in a few days so I just wanted to put the offer on the table."

Bruna still looked a bit anxious. "You can't just say that like it's nothing. It's Magdalena Eriksson and Pernille Harder. They're practically living legends."

"They're idiots," You replied decisively," And they're just coming round so they can mooch off me and get in my business. They'll probably ask you if you really tackled Frido and then Magda might even give you a medal."

"I thought she and Frido were friends."

You shrugged. "They are but they like seeing each other in uncomfortable situations. True friendship and whatever." You flung your arm around Bruna. "Do you want to meet them?"

"I'll meet them."

Magda and Pernille arrived promptly in front of your apartment at ten in the morning a few days later and you rolled off the sofa with a groan. Bruna hovered by your shoulder, shifting her weight from one foot to another as you opened the door.

Magda grabbed at you easily, pulling you into a headlock and rubbing her knuckles over your hair.

"Hey! Hey! Get off!"

Pernille slipped through your grappling bodies to shake Bruna's hand - who was staring wide-eyed in shock at the way you and your sister immediately started fighting.

"Don't mind them," Pernille said," They'll knock if off soon. Have you guys got any juice?" She didn't wait for an answer, just heading straight for the fridge to pour herself a glass.

Bruna watched as you tore yourself from Magda's grip, jumping onto her back and trying to force her to the ground.

"Aren't you meant to be mature?" Magda said condescendingly, pinching at your cheek. "I don't think your girlfriend's very happy at seeing you act like such a child."

Bruna blushed heavily at being introduced into the conversation and opened and closed her mouth several times before settling on not speaking.

"Just because I'm younger and more talented-" You shoved Magda away and smoothed out your t-shirt "-Doesn't mean that you have to be so jealous."

"Jealous?" Magda scoffed," D'you hear that Pernille? She thinks I'm jealous! Hey, I made you into the player you are today."

"The only thing you made me do," You said with an eye roll, sliding over to rest a hand on Bruna's waist," Is run away to Germany to get away from your big head. But, of course, you followed me here too, you stalker."

Magda flicked you on the forehead before turning to Bruna.

"Terribly sorry you have to put up with her all the time," She said," I'm Magda, the prettier, more talented sister."

"You've got a girlfriend!" You lifted Bruna away. "Don't try and steal mine!"

Magda shrugged. "I can't help it if I'm more charming than you."

"Magda," Pernille said across the room in warning.

Magda quickly sent her a smile, suddenly red face and embarrassed. "But, of course, no one compares to you, Pernille."

"Hmm. I thought so."

"They're so gross," You whispered to Bruna though with the fondness of somebody who had been around this kind of stuff for years. You grinned at her, all confidence and cockiness. "I want to be like that with you in a few years."

Bruna's cheeks coloured slightly at your declaration. "I...I'd like that too."

"What are you smiling about?" Magda asked as your face lit up like a kid on their birthday.

"Nothing you need to worry about, nosey. I don't budge into your conversations with Pernille, do I?"

Magda groaned loudly. "How do you put up with her, Bruna? You deserve a medal."

"Don't mind them," Pernille said, finally inserting herself into the conversation properly after suitably raiding your fridge for refreshments," It's very nice to meet you, Bruna."

She jerked her head over to where you and Magda were bickering again, quick Swedish being traded between you two.

"Why don't we go and sit down and let them sort each other out?"

"Are they okay? I mean, do they not need to be interrupted?"

"They're always like this," Pernille said dismissively," Give them another ten minutes and they'll come back laughing. Now, I'm more interested in how you two met. Frido said that you tackled her?"

True to her word, it only took ten minutes for you and Magda to calm down, clapping each other on the back and laughing like you hadn't just squabbled and physically fought each other for the past half an hour.

Magda collapsed in the armchair next to Pernille while you slouched next to Bruna, an arm automatically wrapping around her shoulders.

"It's nice to meet you," Magda said eventually," I've heard all about you from Frido."

For some reason that made Bruna feel a bit nervous. "All good?"

"Excellent, more like," Magda said," Which is a little annoying because I was banking on you being insufferable. I've got this track record of hating all of y/n's partners but you're as clean as a whistle. Begrudgingly, I have to like you."

"High praise from Magda," You whispered in Bruna's ears," Congrats, babe, you're officially the favourite sister."

Her face flushed an even deeper red than earlier. "That quickly?"

"That quickly."

You leaned down to press a kiss to Bruna's lips, taking quite a lot of care to not deepen it while Magda and Pernille were over.

"If you two are done sucking face," Magda said," Can we order food now? I'm starving."

[mcflymemes]

AS SAID BY KASUMI GOTO *  assorted dialogue from mass effect 2 and 3, adjust as necessary

i swear to god, i didn't touch anything.

in case i don't see you again, thanks. that was a lot of fun.

and the "boxers or briefs" question is finally answered.

there's a certain aura about you. like you've seen things no one else has.

there's no way you're recruiting me to fight in a galactic war.

i wouldn't bring you here if it wasn't dangerous.

this is our stop.

you say the nicest things.

i'm a thief. stealing? it's who i am.

by the way, are you going to call security?

hey, come on. i never get caught.

ugh, i really need to avoid dairy.

you know, twenty years from now, this could be worth a fortune.

all right. i'm in.

nice working with you again.

this place has more money than it knows what to do with.

well... nobody's perfect.

hey, i'm nostalgic, not dead.

i like the seedier towns. they're prettier.

maybe when we're done with the mayhem thing, i could come back and... recover a thing or two.

now stop bothering me!

this is all i have left.

i imagine with all that's happened, old friends are becoming a luxury.

you know what i haven't had in ages? ramen.

come back later. i'm sure i'll have more to talk about.

i'm not really sure what to do with myself.

i'll stay off the grid. no one will know i exist.

well, that didn't go as expected.

we've never seen each other in person.

no one knows what i look like.

if we're lucky, you won't even have to draw your gun.

i always expect trouble. that's why you're here.

we should probably wrap this up.

see you on the ship.

you'd look really out of place at a society party in armor, don't you think?

i was just thinking about you.

i go through everyone's drawers.

[name] won't be able to keep his eyes off you.

getting it back will be easier with your help.

please tell me your password, [name].

good to finally meet you. i'm a fan.

my grandmother used to make the best ramen.

honestly, i'm shocked they didn't come to see me sooner.

it's my fault for being hard to find.

i'm the best thief in the business, not the most famous. need to watch my step to keep it that way.

i needed to make sure all this was legit.

you're the real deal.

even without knowing what you looked like, i knew it was you.

that's a bit of a story.

they were looking for me, so i trailed them to find out why.

i guess it slipped their minds.

i'm planning to get it back.

you'll get a briefing when the time comes.

i have a way in, and i think you're going to love it.

you'll want to look presentable.

you look great. you should wear this stuff more often.

you have been waiting patiently.

they won't hassle you over a sidearm.

you have excellent taste in underwear.

i thought about living here for a while, but everybody's so tight-ass.

it's all about money to these people.

i do what i do for the love of it. these people do it because they don't know any better.

i'm not a scientist.

this is why i don't put strange liquids in my mouth.

it's a plant!

was i that obvious?

people are talking out there... and i hear it all.

sounds like you two had a nice date.

it's nice to be able to look out a window for a change.

how many bedrooms does this place have?

i'm not really lactose intolerant, i just don't put up with lactose's stupid drama.

there's something about the feel of actual paper in your hands.

[moodywyrm]

bookish lil crush

college au! Abby Anderson x bookworm! reader

she is occupying my every thought I want her so bad but here!!! a lil series of thoughts I had about abby bc she is so cute I wanna hold her hand. occasionally nsfw/suggestive at times so MDNI pls go away u can’t be here I'll block u 

also listened to do I make you nervous by dreamer isioma while writing this! I am also!!! so down to talk about these books and other books pls talk to me about books in my asks I love reading so so much and so does abby! or talk about college abby bc she is rotting my brain away 

wc: 1.7k im sorry idk how

Thinking so much about Abby developing the most debilitating crush on the cute girl in her class who is always early and always reading

Like one day she decides to show up to class earlier than usual, bc she usually gets there like 5min before class starts and gets stuck with weird seats or super packed aisles that had the only seat open and it really sucks

So out of spite she just starts showing up unreasonably early (1hr before class) to make sure she gets a good seat and low and behold there is no class in that room before her english class (bc I firmly believe she would do an english minor and like maybe kinesiology? I have not put too too much thought to her major but i would love to hear opinions!), so she gets her pick of the entire room!

She nestles into the third row bc it’s the perfect spot! Not too far back to be easily distracted but not immediately in front of the professor. I think she’d pick an end seat, but the ones next to the wall and not the aisle bc she knows she’s a bigger girl and she doesn’t want to make people like crawl over her to get a seat and she’s always super aware of how much space she takes up anyways

There she is! In her lil seat! An hour before class just hanging out! She’s checking her laptop and her phone and getting her note-taking situation set up and god she is so regretting not bringing like a book or something bc this is a lot of free time and it would be perfect for reading and then!!

Like fifteen minutes later you show up and she doesn’t really notice until you sit in the same row as her, a few seats down

She looks over and she is f l o o r e d bc who is this cutie??? Have you always been in her class??? How did she not know??? She thinks ur so cute in ur lil outfit, how much shorter you look compared to her, even in the seat, ur headphones in and ur music barely audible and she’s just staring at this point and oh god oh no you notice and now she wants to crawl into a hole and decay 

You, unbeknownst to her, are completely Awestruck by this absolute goddess of a woman who is suddenly sitting in your row and thank god she didn’t take Your seat that you have been sitting in since the class began and oh god ur not gonna change seats now so you have to sit next to her

So you act Natural and pull out your stuff as you usually would, including your current read!! Last Night at the Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo!! Very good very gay and oh my god you hope the mystery girl sees the girls on the cover and gets the hint and you hope that she also likes girls bc wowowowow!!! She’s even prettier the closer you are to her!! And she looks so strong!!! Her arms so big and now ur head is spinning bc she could probably pick you up and mandhandle you and do whatever she wanted and now ur completely off track bc she is just so pretty

And she is staring at you!! So you panic a little bit and send her a lil smile and wave and her heart damn near stops because One she got caught Two ur so fucking cute so she Composes herself and waves back and then

Just turns back to her laptop

Like a coward. Bc u are so cute and she wants to talk to u so bad so Obviously she can’t bc she can and will make a bigger fool of herself than she already did

n this makes you sad bc duh, she’s so cute u thought she was gonna say something but no :( so you just start reading ur book and u get so into it that u don’t notice that abby keeps looking over at u! And she thinks ur so cute! Bc ur so focused and there’s this lil crease between ur brows from how hard ur focusing on this book and oops now she’s trying to look at the cover without u noticing and oops now she’s typing it into her browser and would u look at that! It’s in stock at her favorite bookstore! so now she knows what she’s doing after class instead of homework!

so u two sit and u read and she watches and floats aimlessly on the internet and then class proceeds as usual and abby feels so much better in this seat! She can actually hear and see without being stuck with ppl who talk during class or are super distracting on their laptops bc ur the closest to her and ur a diligent little notetaker! truly the best idea she’s ever had good job abby :)

Immediately after class she hauls ass to the bookstore and picks up the book u were reading (and maybe two more ok she has little self control in here it’s fine her dad is a neurosurgeon) and she starts reading it that day and omg!! She loves it!!! She reads like half of it in one day and forgets to do her homework and oh shit okay she has to bust out two discussion posts before midnight and now she’s panicking but it’s fine she’s got this!

the next time she has that class, she brings the book with her to read beforehand and u show up! But with a different book :( she’s so sad she wanted to talk to u about this one but u probably already finished it! So, of course, she pulls out her phone and writes down the book ur reading now, In A Lonely Place by Dorothy B. Hughes

she is both kinda shocked that it’s so different, some old crime novel but it sounds interesting so after class she runs back to the bookstore to get it and it’s there!! She didn’t even bother to check if it was in stock but it was! obvs the universe wants yall to have this connection so ofc she buys it and starts reading it the next week bc school caught up to her and it took a second to finish the first book :(

so she’s so excited when she shows up to class that week with the book, which she hasn’t started yet! And then u show up! And omg she might cry bc u have another book again :( ur just so fast she cannot keep up but she is gonna keep trying!

another two weeks pass with another two books and by now ur starting to notice that she always seems to be reading the last book u read and u don’t know if it’s intentional but if it is that is so sexy of her and u will hold her hand about it

so u decide to test it! u slow down on ur reading speed for the next book and u intentionally pick a less popular one (???)  bc at that point what are the odds it isn’t intentional? So u show up with When the Moon Was Ours by Anna-Marie McLemore for the next three classes and sure enough! By the second class she has it and she’s reading it and so are u and ur both so excited about it!!

Abby is like ninety percent sure she’s been found out but her suspicions are confirmed when u turn to talk to her, voice low even though ur like the only people in the classroom bc class doesn’t start for another forty minutes, and u ask her how she likes it, especially compared to the rest of the books and she just turns Bright Red

She’s so cute and blushy and tripping over her sentences when she tells u she really likes it even though she just started it and by god she thinks she’s gonna melt into a puddle of pure sapphic when u giggle and smile at her and tell her ur glad!! Bc it’s one of ur favorite books!!

n y’all start talking about the books you’ve been reading and ur both so into it that u completely give up on reading before class today! Not when this absolute sweetheart of a girl is reading the book u read!! For u!! Bc abby straight up tells u she wanted to talk to u but didn’t know how so she just started reading all the books u read bc that makes sense?? I mean it worked so yeah!! Makes sense!!

u scoot into the seat right next to her, abandoning ur old seat :( but for a much better one bc omg she smells so good u wanna bite her or kiss her or sit in her lap and snuggle into her :( and abby is freaking out bc u also smell good and ur so pretty she wants to hug u and kiss u and make u cre-

Anyways eventually class starts :( which sucks so bad but ur right next to her and she maybe finds it a lil bit harder to focus but it’s fine!! She gets through it and at the end of class, she builds up the courage (tbh she wasn’t really listening to the last ten minutes bc she was so Anxious) to ask u for ur number!!! Which u give her ofc, and right before u leave u nearly make her heart pop out of her chest

As u pull on ur bag, u turn to her and say that you’ll text her to set up ur lil bookclub :( maybe you can go get coffee to talk about it :) and by god that is close enough to a date for abby that she just nods dumbly and smiles and watches as you leave, a lil smile on ur face that makes her want to pull u back and kiss u silly!!

She knows then and there that she has to make u her gf or she’ll literally wither away (ofc she succeeds!! She’s abby!!!)

Anyways yeah thinking of her debilitating crush i luv her

[bradshawssugarbaby]

I'd like to request Bob and 🍋 please and thank you 🤭💛

Congrats on your first 500 💛

hi anon! ofc, one lemonade w/ bob coming right up! (with a gif of lew as harrison because why not)

minors dni below the cut!

"We should probably leave, before we start a scandal.”

Bob's head nuzzled at the sensitive skin just below your ear as he whispered to you, trying to be discreet as he teased you. It was the first Navy Ball you'd attended together, and the sight of Bob in his dress whites was enough to make your head spin. You'd been fighting temptation all night, and at first, Bob was completely in the dark about it. Your cheeks were often a little flushed, and your loving gaze wasn't all that different from the lustful look you'd been giving him all night.

"What do you mean? I'm behaving," you whispered, giving him a look of innocence that was half-feigned.

"I saw those bedroom eyes you were giving me earlier, if you look at me like that again, I'm not going to be able to help myself, Darlin'."

"Well, Sweetheart," you smirked, your voice dripping with sarcasm as you raised an eyebrow at him, "Sounds like you have a real problem on your hands."

Bob took you by the hand, smiling politely to anyone he passed by on his hurry to rush down the corridor. Once you entered the now empty hallway by the bathrooms, he backed against the metal door to one of them, smirking devilishly at you as he walked in, pulling you behind him. With a swift motion of his hand, the door was locked, and seconds later, he was lifting the hemline of your dress up to your waist, your hands clutching the fabric to keep it out of the way.

"Told ya to stop looking at me like that, Baby. I can't keep my hands off you when you do." He panted as he struggled to get his pants unzipped in a hurry, his cheeks becoming flushed as he got more flustered just thinking about what he was about to do with you.

"Can't help it," you grinned, holding your hands up pleadingly, "It's not my fault you look so good."

"Fuck," he groaned slightly as he stroked his cock, readying himself as he backed you against the wall.

With a quick thrust, he shoved himself into you, causing you to gasp at the sudden intrusion. He paused for a second to allow you to stretch around him, feeling your muscles tighten on him.

"Fuck, so tight, baby," he grumbled as he fucked himself into you again, "Not gonna last if you keep squeezing me like that."

"Good," you said breathlessly as he picked up speed in his movements, fucking you hard and fast as he held you in place, "Just means we'll need to go for round two later."

"I'll give it to you as many times as you want, Sweetheart, just say the word," He husked as he continued his strategic thrusting into your spot, causing your knees to buckle and your thighs to shudder as you came closer to your climax.

"Bobby!" you squealed as your fingers slipped from the back of his hair, to clutching his shoulders tightly as you reached your boiling point.

"That's it, beautiful, I've got ya," he coached as he brought you through your orgasm, his own following suit moments after.

"There's my girl, looking so pretty for me," Bob purred as he stroked your hair, fixing a couple of loose strands that fell over your face as he pulled out of you, "You're gonna look even prettier at home in a couple hours when I can get you out of this dress and give it to you properly like you deserve."

You laughed as you readjusted your dress, smirking at Bob as he pulled himself back together again, fixing his sandy coloured hair in the mirror.

"That a promise, Lieutenant Floyd?"

"Always, honey."

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[hermesserpent-stuff]

I present to you, a small skit (for laughter and dark fluff):

Remy, after eating the deer eye: Hmmm... egh... it's an, uh, acquired taste... very... squishy... bleugh...

Sabretooth, internally: Cub cub cub cub kitten kitten mine yes accepted gift is now mine yes yes yes good kitten-

Remy: Well, Gambit gonna go ta sleep now

Remy inside of a Walmart: CAN YA TWO STOP FIGHTIN'?! GAMBIT TRYIN' TA GET SOMETHIN'!

Sabretooth and Wolverine: stop trying to bash each other's heads into the floor, there's rips in their clothes, and the floor is cracked

Sheryl, the Annoying Walmart Manager: Yeah, ya gonna have ta pay for that... Wait, are those two mutants?! Why da h*ck are they so big?! I'm charging you three extra for disrupting this peaceful place! Ya should be ashamed of yourselves! Hmph! Probably a bunch of ......

Remy: Ah... right... we get to that, oui?

Sabretooth, trying not to snap a display in two: I really f****** hate her... and her nails look stupid...

Remy: Yours are prettier, mon ami

Sabretooth: D*rn right...

Remy, napping: looks smol

Sabretooth, seeing him: Kitten... needs blankets... needs nest...

Sabretooth: comes back in with a mound of blankets, dumps them on top of Remy, amd proceeds to surround him a blanket nest

Remy: is warm now

Sabretooth: 🥰

Pyro: Hey, Gambit-!

Sabretooth: snarls at him

Pyro: I'll, uh, check later- bye!

(Have fun with these! These are just small jokes/skits, meant to make you laugh and snort and chuckle! Have a good day!)

Yeeeeeesssssssss

(after Remy is comfy with creed)

Creed : *sleeping on couch.*

Remy: hmm. Man looks very botherable. *Lays on top of him. Falls asleep.*

Creed: *wakes up with cub* can't move. Must not disturb cub.

[mi-rae07]

Jung Wooyoung : As Good As You Were (Part 4/4)

Pairing : Jung Woo-young (Ateez) and named character (Shin Naeun)

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Few days later :

Naeun was now sitting with her back against wooyoung's chest, his arms wrapped around hers as their eyes looked up at the stars above them. The sky was too beautiful today, naeun couldn't help wanting to stargaze with her husband for the first and last time.

Naeun : wooyoung-ah?

Wooyoung : hmm?

Naeun : when I'm gone, and when you miss me, come outside and look at the sky.

Wooyoung smiled, closing his eyes as he rested his head against naeun's shoulder before whispering

Wooyoung : you'll come back as a star?

Naeun smiled, looking at the stars that were above them as she said

Naeun : yes.

Wooyoung : you're already my star though.

Naeun chuckled, resting her head further against wooyoung's chest as she said with a sigh

Naeun : when your life gets darker, I promise to light your way up as the star does from up above. I'm never going to leave you, wooyoung, ever. I may not be…I may not be there with you physically but I will always be with you. I'll find a way, like I always do. I'll make a bargain with the devil, if that is what is required. Even if I would have to burn in hellfire for a 1000 years after, I'd still choose to do that if I get to be with you in this world.

Wooyoung closed his eyes, his tears drops staining naeun's shirt as she continued

Naeun : we may have only loved for a short time but I want you to know that that short time has fulfilled the entire purpose of my life. You've made me happier than anyone else ever has for the 30 years that I lived, wooyoung. There is no one in this world I'd rather have done this with than you.

Wooyoung could say nothing, because he was sure that if he opened his mouth the only sounds that would come out would be that of pain. He hated the world for this, he hated that it kept taking away the things he loved most from him.

Wooyoung : I prom-I promise to look at the sky everyday after you're gone, naeun. Every day.

Naeun : and I promise to stay as the single most brightest star in the sky for you, wherever on Earth you are.

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2 days later :

Naeun now spent her days on the bed, and she felt today would be her last night on this bed, in this world. And so as wooyoung entered their room after having done the dishes, naeun held her hands out for him making him smile as he held her hands in his and got on the bed.

Naeun : can I sleep on your lap today?

Wooyoung : of course.

Wooyoung sat with his back against the lush headboard as naeun rested her head against wooyoung's lap, looking up at him with a smile as he played with her hair.

Naeun let out a shaky breath as she looked away from wooyoung, deciding now was probably the time to tell him.

Naeun : wooyoung I might uh…tomorrow morning I think I might not-

Wooyoung : don't say it.

Naeun : but woo-

Wooyoung : I know it, naeun. Don’t say it, please.

Naeun sighed and nodded, holding one of wooyoung's hand in hers as she played with his fingers before saying in a soft voice

Naeun : do you remember when we first saw each other, woo? It was at some fancy restaurant and when you walked in, you looked like you wanted to kill me. But I spent 3 hours getting ready that day, hoping you'd find me at least a little pretty. Do you think…do you think I still look that pretty? Right now, I'm pretty sure my skin is dull-

Wooyoung : you're prettier than you were back then, a 100 times prettier. Because now you're the woman I love, naeun, and I love all of you. I'll find you pretty forever, no other being will ever compare to how pretty you are to me.

Naeun smiled, looking up at wooyoung with teary eyes as he said

Wooyoung : you know how much I love you, right? I know I haven't shown it much to you, god gave me so little time to show you the world. But after you're gone, naeun I'll still continue loving you. And the world will see how much you meant to me, I'll make sure it does.

Naeun : wooyoung you're still young, you can marry again-

Wooyoung : no. No not ever. I'd rather die than have that.

Naeun : young-ah-

Wooyoung : that's the end of that topic, naeun, please.

Naeun sighed, kissing wooyoung's hand as she whispered

Naeun : okay.

Wooyoung flinched as he felt someone jump onto the bed, a furry creature walking past him and towards naeun as she nudged her head against naeun's, making her smile

Naeun : momo!

The puppy barked, making wooyoung smile as naeun let her hand ruffle it's golden fur before saying

Naeun : you'll take care of your dad for me, right? You'll be a good girl and keep your dad company since I can't?

Wooyoung let out a chuckle as momo licked naeun's face, making her smile as she said

Naeun : such a good girl.

Momo gave naeun one last nudge before jumping off the bed, lying down on the floor with a small whimper as wooyoung sighed, leaning back against the headboard.

Naeun : wooyoung?

Wooyoung shut his eyes tightly, knowing this was the last time she'd call him that as he said shakily

Wooyoung : yes my love?

Naeun : you're the best thing that happened to my life, I love you so much. I always will.

Wooyoung pressed his lips together to stop the tears from falling once again as he whispered

Wooyoung : I love you too naeun, so much. And in this world, and the next, and for every world that is out there, you will be mine and I will be yours.

Naeun clutched wooyoung's hand tighter with her trembling hands as he leaned down, giving her a final kiss as she felt tears stream down her cheeks.

Wooyoung : my heart, my soul and my life, they're all yours. And they will be until the end of time.

Naeun smiled, that smile wooyoung would miss so much. That smile he barely got to see in this life.

And then wooyoung could only watch, watch as naeun slowly went to sleep, her grip on his hand loosening and her head tilting towards the side. For a few hours her chest continued rising up and down, and then it slowed down, until it stopped completely. Just as wooyoung's world did.

The warmth that naeun's hand always gave his went away, replaced by the terrible cold. And her dull skin turned pale, the sounds of her heart beating no longer audible. And just like that, as the sun rose on the horizons his wife had left this world, leaving wooyoung all alone in this harsh place.

Wooyoung could feel his tears falling against naeun's pale cheeks, the sounds of his sobs filling the empty room as he clutched naeun's limp body against his in pain. He held her and wailed, and wailed, screaming for her to come back. Saying everything that he wanted to scream at the world but didn't because that would be unfair to naeun.

But even then she did not move, no miracles happened. And wooyoung lost all his belief in god, destiny, fate, everything. Even god couldn't let something as cruel as this happen to him, could he?

Wooyoung remembered the hugs naeun had asked for that he always ignored. He'd never be able to give her those ever again. The dates she'd wanted to go with him that he can never give again, the love that she'd given all these years and never gotten back.

It wasn't his life that was unfair, it was hers. She'd given so much in return for nothing. Maybe the universe thought she would be happier away from wooyoung, maybe this was His way of punishing wooyoung for everything he had done.

Wooyoung kissed naeun's forehead with his trembling lips, his tears falling against her closed eyes as he whispered desperately

Wooyoung : I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you naeun.

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A day later :

Wooyoung was now standing in front of naeun's grave, her wedding ring hung on the necklace that naeun always wore now clasped around wooyoung's neck as he stared at the picture of naeun smiling that was kept on the grave. That smile, that smile that he couldn't protect. He hated himself.

Wooyoung had no idea how he'd gone through the funeral rites, he had no idea how he could manage to give his wife away to the authorities to do the final things. How he could let people throw mud at her casket, whispering him apologies and prayers.

Mina had come running after the news had spread on national televisions, crying about how she'd asked naeun to be her baby's godmother and she'd asked for it to be wooyoung if she wasn't able to attend. Mina had never thought it would be because of this.

Wooyoung's mother had then come up with a will, saying it was naeun's will that handed her company over to him. She had told him how she'd come to wooyoung's mother asking that it may be fulfilled after her death. Wooyoung had just stared at his mother blankly as she went on to explain about how it would work, wooyoung could care less about some company when he'd just lost his entire life.

Everyone had left, and now wooyoung was finally alone in the graveyard, the wind blowing against him and the flowers that people had left on naeun's grave, bringing a small sad smile to wooyoung's face as he said

Wooyoung : look at how many people loved you, naeun. You've gotten so many pretty flowers, so many people to shed their tears for you.

Wooyoung let out a shaky breath as he slowly kneeled down against her grave, laying his palm against the stone as he said

Wooyoung : I will live, naeun-ah, for you I will live and wait until I can meet you again. That is my punishment for all that I have done to you. But I will never marry again, I will never love anyone again. This line…

Wooyoung stared at his family ring that decorated his right thumb, the line his father had tried so hard protecting, the line that had forced him to give up everything.

Wooyoung : it ends with us.

Wooyoung kissed naeun's grave one last time, a drop of his tear falling against her gravestone as he stood up before whispering

Wooyoung : because no one will ever be as good as you were.

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Wooyoung went back home that night feeling numb, and broken. But not tired, he wouldn't be able to sleep this night. Or any night from now, he would have to get back on his prescription of sleeping pills.

Wooyoung let his legs take him to naeun's walk-in closet, going over to the glass window that displayed her wedding dress as wooyoung stared at it, his hand coming up to place itself against the glass.

He still remembered her wearing it, the memory was as fresh as his wounds. Her walking down the aisle all along, the people pitying her for not having a father accompany her. But she hadn't been bothered by it, she still had a smile on her face. The smile she had gotten while looking at wooyoung, her groom.

She had loved him since then, and he'd been too late to love her back.

Wooyoung shut his eyes as he lowered himself onto the floor, resting his forehead against the glass as he sobbed. He had lost count of the amount of times he'd cried this past month. But he didn't care, for her he could cry until there was not a drop of tear left in his body.

Wooyoung looked forward as a small bark was heard, momo nudging the door open with her head as she walked up to wooyoung with her tail down. She knew naeun was gone too. Wooyoung watched as momo came up to him, getting onto his lap as she laid against it.

Wooyoung let his trembling hand run through the puppy's fur, remembering how happy naeun had been when momo had jumped up onto their table and demanded food.

Wooyoung : I'm s-so sorry. I'm so sorry sweetheart, I'm so sorry.

And all wooyoung could do was cry, naeun's smile rushing through the back of his eyes every single time.

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A week later :

Wooyoung was now at the beach with momo, her running all over the place barking as the people around would aww at her and occasionally give her small pets. Wooyoung sat down against the sand after a while of walking around with momo, deciding to watch the sunset.

He pulled out his phone before opening the gallery, clicking on the pictures of naeun that he'd taken when they'd come together to the same beach, almost a month ago. Wooyoung smiled as he saw the pictures, naeun's white floral dress flowing back against the wind as small strands of hair fell against her face. But even through all of that he could still see her smile, that beautiful smile.

His pretty girl, always bringing light in his life.

Wooyoung swiped to the next picture and the next until he felt tears in his eyes, remembering the way the sun had shone on her skin, the sound of her giggles and laughter. He'd never get to see those again, it would remain as nothing but memories now.

Wooyoung let out a shaky breath as he shut his phone, putting it back in his pocket as momo ran up to him with a ball in her mouth, her tail wagging to play with him. Wooyoung chuckled, wiping his tears as he took the ball from momo before saying

Wooyoung : you want to play catch?

Momo barked as wooyoung smiled before standing up, throwing the ball away from them before running as he yelled

Wooyoung : beat me if you can!

Momo barked excitedly as she ran after him, the water splashing against their feets.

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5 months later :

Wooyoung had been sitting in his living room with his laptop, finishing up some work when he heard the sound of rain, making his eyes widen as he looked behind him at the window. And he was right, it was raining.

Wooyoung kept his laptop away as he rushed up to the balcony, stepping out into the rain as he felt it drench his clothes. He used to hate the rain, but now he loved it as it reminded him of naeun. Wooyoung smiled as he felt the cold droplets fall against his cheek, indicating that snow was coming soon.

He remembered the time he'd danced with her under this rain, the feel of her body against his and how she had looked down at him with a smile when he'd lifted her up and spun her around. The rain had made her so happy.

Wooyoung frowned as jazz music suddenly started playing from the gramophone inside, the same song that had been played at their wedding. Wooyoung looked inside as he saw momo jump down from the gramophone, running up to him with a smile on her face.

Wooyoung felt his eyes tear up as he bent down to pick momo up, her jumping into his arms as wooyoung smiled and asked

Wooyoung : do you like the rain too, momo?

The puppy barked in agreement, making wooyoung chuckle as he pet her head, making momo snuggle up against wooyoung. He stared up at the sky, a star shining right back down at him as wooyoung whispered

Wooyoung : I miss you so much, naeun-ah, I wish you were here with me. You loved the rain so much.

Wooyoung looked back at momo as he slowly moved his body to the slow music, closing his eyes as he felt his tears mix with the rain.

Wooyoung : I love you so much.

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3 months later :

Wooyoung let out a breath as he laid out the food for him and momo in the picnic mat he was currently sitting on, the puppy running around the mat with happy, excited barks as wooyoung smiled at how cute she was being.

Wooyoung had soon started eating his sushi, momo having her food as well on the side as his eyes went to the couple the was sitting a few feet away from him, the lady clearly pregnant. The husband was feeding her food as she giggled, telling him she was already full.

Wooyoung felt his heart drop at the beautiful sight, wishing he could've done this with naeun some day. Their child would've looked as beautiful as her, maybe even have gotten her beautiful smile that wooyoung loved so much. But he'd never know any of that because he had lost the chance, he'd destroyed it.

Wooyoung blinked his tears away and was about to have another bite of his sushi when he felt a kid run up to him, stopping right in front of the mat as he asked in his childish voice

??? : my name's cha min, do you mind me joining you ahjussi?

Wooyoung blinked at the child, looking around the place before asking

Wooyoung : I-are you lost?

Min : no my parents are right there, see?

Wooyoung looked at where min was pointing, his parents smiling at wooyoung and nodding in approval as he smiled back before saying to the child

Wooyoung : sure, you can join me then. I think we have enough sushi.

Min nodded as he sat down excitedly, wooyoung giving him a plate of sushi and sauce with a smile as min asked

Min : did ahjumma not come with you this time?

Wooyoung paused, looking at min in shock as he asked

Wooyoung : wh-what?

Min : last time I was here when you came with that ahjumma and this puppy here. That very pretty looking ahjumma with a very beautiful smile?

Naeun, his naeun. Wooyoung let out a breath as he said

Wooyoung : she…she was my wife.

Min : was? Not anymore?

Wooyoung : she passed away, a few months ago. She was…sick.

Min : oh. I'm sorry.

Wooyoung nodded, keeping his sushi away as he stared at min, trying to remember him from that day. Ah, the child naeun had stared at when they had come together, telling wooyoung that she had wanted a family too. That was him, he'd just grown a bit of hair now.

Min : I'm sure she loved you.

Wooyoung : mm? what makes you say that?

Min : she was looking at you like my eomma always looks at my appa, with the same smile and the same eyes. I think that's what you call love, right?

Wooyoung smiled sadly, his hand unconsciously going up to hold the wedding ring that hung by his necklace as wooyoung whispered

Wooyoung : yes, I suppose that's love.

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3 months later :

Wooyoung stood up from the hospital waiting chair as mina's husband walked out of the labor room with a tiny baby in his hands, walking up to wooyoung as he said

Seojun : it's a miracle, mr jung. We had all thought it would be a boy, even the ultrasound results showed that it would be a boy. But we think it was wrong. Because it's a girl, and we couldn't be happier about it.

Wooyoung smiled, looking at the baby girl as he said

Wooyoung : congratulations, seojun-shi, she's beautiful.

Seojun held out the baby for wooyoung to hold as he said

Seojun : my wife and I have decided to name her song naeun, after her godmother. You don't mind, do you sir?

Wooyoung felt tears prick his eyes at that, holding the baby in his arms as he smiled and whispered shakily

Wooyoung : of course I don't, thank you so much.

Seojun smiled and nodded as wooyoung held the baby's hand, her smiling up at wooyoung as he said

Wooyoung : song naeun.

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25 years later :

??? : SONG NAEUN, THE NEW CEO OF THE SHIN'S GROUP! CONGRATULATIONS!

Wooyoung smiled as naeun hugged him with a huge smile, wooyoung patting the back of someone who was almost like a daughter to him now. When he'd first held naeun in his hands as a baby, he'd decided then and there that she would be the one who'd inherit his and his wife's company. And as naeun had grown up to be an intelligent, beautiful and smart young lady, wooyoung had known his choice was right.

And today was the day the company went legally to her, naeun's parents were smiling so proudly at her from the seat. It was probably the best day of her life.

Naeun pulled back as wooyoung patted her arm proudly before saying

Wooyoung : your godmother would've been so proud of you, naeun-ah. You live up to her name.

Naeun smiled and shook her head as she said

Naeun : she would've been proud of you more than she would've been of me, ahjussi. And I promise, that I will take care of the company and bring it up with pride. I won't disappoint you, or mrs shin. Your names will be remembered for as long as I live, for you have given me this life.

Wooyoung smiled as he said

Wooyoung : you earned this, naeun-ie.

Naeun smiled as wooyoung stepped back, a man rushing up to her with his hand held out forward excitedly as naeun frowned before asking

Naeun : who…are you?

The man gave naeun a huge smile, a smile that made her heart do something weird. What the hell?

??? : I'm Cha Min! Your new secretary for…for ever I suppose!

Naeun : what? And who appointed you?

Min : uh jung wooyoung-shi did, of course.

Naeun gasped as she looked at wooyoung who was now walking down the steps with a sly smile as she said

Naeun : AHJUSSI!

Wooyoung chuckled as he walked out of the hall, leaving the new generation to grow as he let out a small groan of tiredness. He was getting old after all.

Wooyoung looked around as snow fell all around him, the jacket providing him little warmth. Wooyoung sighed as he walked through the pavements, his hands growing cold. But he did not put them in his coat pocket, as he never did.

Naeun's hands had been cold when he'd last touched it, and when his hands would get cold it reminded him of her. Hence he never put his hands in his pocket during winters, he preffered them like this.

It had been 25 years, even momo had left him now to join naeun in the other side of the world. She had kept him company for a long time, and now he supposed naeun could use her company.

Wooyoung felt his hand go up to her necklace that still hung around wooyoung's now wrinkled neck, the ring always bringing him comfort in his lonely times. He looked up at the sky, staring at the single star that still shone the brightest to him as he whispered

Wooyoung : I was right, naeun-ah. 25 years, and there's still no one that is as good as you were.

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[odusseus-xvi]

So, time to do a Baghera post or I'll go insane because yesterday's lore was INCREDIBLE and I canno't thank Baghera enough for the angst she brought, not that the other french are bad, but angst is not what I would use to describe what they got us (it was mostly anger).

I have to admit, the direction she took was NOT what I was excpecting. And yet it makes SO MUCH SENSE.

The first sequence where she comes back to her castle, it's so easy, it's so simple. It probably shouldn't be. Just a teleport pad. She is still shocked and we see it, she is walking around, "the others can't see me like this." She is broken, she goes back to check if her childhood room is still there, accesible, it is (still waiting for someone to stumble upon it and immediatly freak out at something new). She returns to her castle. She changes her cothes and she looks to the horizon. She escaped once. But she realises that doesn't prove that there is an escape... It proves the opposite. She wasn't brought here. She was brought BACK here. As much as you try to escape, if the Federation wants you here, they'll have you here. And with that also comes the realisation, she never had a life, she never had parents or a childhood, she was theirs, from the very beginning, they ALLOWED her to be outside, and when they wanted to remind her she was not her own, they simply took her back.

For a moment after she represses those feelings. She wants to think about something else, she doesn't want to talk about that. Let's get her daughter :D. You know the rest. (little comment when she was looking for Pomme I genuinely think she was about to cry irl. Like her eyes became red and her voice trembled, THAT FUCKING ACTING. She knew out of rp the eggs had been missing for a while but she played it perfectly) And when Tubbo explains all of that to her she realizes she has been missing for more than 10 days. 10. Tubbo is the only one connected. He doesn't react to the fact she's been missing. Did no one realise ? (Funny tidbit, out of character, she said to her chat later on "Holy that is a LOT OF informations... I knew about the eggs because twitter, all the rest though ? News to me that is a lot to process.")

And in what I would call a defense mechanism for her she starts forming a plan, she builds a secret investigation room, everyone knows her old one, she canno't reveal to the others what she is, and how she feels about it, she doesn't know how they would react. She starts building it, putting all the evidence and documents she gathered about herself and everything. "Now my priority is finding out what happened to the eggs, and to me."

And it's THEN when she is looking at all of those hints and proofs, that she breaks. Her look becomes empty, startled, scared, angry, everything. She is silent. She remembers how she was convinced Cellbit was a clone of the Federation, and how she couldn't trust him entirely. Now look at her. She was the Federation labrat all along. Without them she would be nothing. They are her family in a way. She burns any documents that links HER to the federation, no one can know. She gets out, looks at her castle. All this time, by building, by trying to escape, they were just making their own prison prettier.

"There's no escape"

Let's hope it becomes

"So that means we have to destroy the Federation entirely."

[drama--universe]

I'll give a hand

Requested by anonymous: Hello! I see you write for 'The Untamed'! I just started watching it recently, but I'm already in love with the serials! Can I have a request for Lan Zhan? I see that no one has asked for Lan Zhan yet (I think separately): Where the reader (female) is a new student in the Lan clan, she is very smart, kind and helpful, but people avoid her because she is mute. And one day several students break the rule of the Lan clan and start making fun of her...Lan Zhan intervenes, but as soon as she turns to the reader, the reader is long gone, she runs to her room. Lan Zhan came to check on her and found her sitting in the fetal position and crying (she is sensitive when someone makes fun of her for not being able to speak). Lan Zhan knew she was crying, he didn't hear her sob but he could tell by the movement of her shoulders. It's true that Lan Zhan isn't very good at dealing with emotions, but he still tries to help her...

Pairing: Lan Zhan x fem!reader (platonically)

Word Count: 1.6k words

Warnings: bullying, anxiety attack (personal experience, so might not be too accurate for others)

Following Xichen, you couldn't help but stare at your surroundings. The building was beautiful and the surrounding forest was even prettier. You couldn't wait to go and explore everything once you had the chance, but you probably had to wait until you had some free time. Xichen was kind enough to explain your new lifestyle, classes during the day and a curfew at night.

No room to explore, but maybe later.

"This is where you will follow your lessons. After your lessons today, I will bring you to your room. Does that sound good to you?" Xichen nodded and you were quick to nod, trying not to smile too brightly. You didn't have too though, because Xichen could see the sparkle in your eyes and that said plenty. So he led you inside, letting you sit at a table in the back before making his way to the man that sat in the front. They talked for a few seconds before Xichen left again, leaving you in the room with the other students. Some glanced your way, but none of them said something as the lesson started. You paid close attention to the man in front as he started explaining certain things, but you also tried to focus on what the other students said when asked something. It was only two hours, but it felt like two minutes to you. After the man had left, other students approached you and started asking questions left and right. You tried to hear all of them, but it was too much at once and you were starting to get overwhelmed. They noticed and calmed down, asking one question at a time while waiting for your answer.

Your brush flew over the paper as you tried to answer quickly, something that seemed to fascinate the others a bit.

"Are you mute?" One boy asked and your brush slowed down before stopping completely. You looked up before nodding softly, which created an awkward silence around you. They started leaving one by one and soon enough you were alone again.

Your reflection stared back at you, but you didn't recognize yourself in the slightest. Your eyes were red from crying, your hair was a mess from tossing and turning in your bed, and you could see some marks on your arms from digging your nails in. In short, you looked like a mess and all because you cried all evening long. Just because you were lonely, something you never had a problem with and yet now it was the worst thing in the world. It was not the loneliness per se, but rather the fact that everyone avoided you without even trying to hide it. You felt miserable, people avoided you because of something that you were simply born with. You wished you could, every single day you wished and it changed nothing in the end. You'd never be able to say that you loved someone, no matter how hard you tried.

Washing your face with some water, staring back into mirror before grabbing some make-up to cover the redness around your eyes. Then you made your way out, raking your fingers through your hair to tidy it up enough so that you wouldn't be punished. Your outfit looked fine enough, so you only brushed over it with your hands once before ignoring it. No one would notice that you hadn't changed in the last two days, most of your outfits were the same anyway and you honestly couldn't care less at the moment.

"Hey, mute!" A voice rang out, not too loud to catch anyone else's attention. Some people came closer to you, making your anxiety spike up and you flinched as an arm was thrown around your shoulders.

"Still not going to say anything?" One asked and you flinched again as one of them tapped your face a bit too harsh for your liking. Some cackled at you, voices starting to blend as they mocked you. Tears started welling up in your eyes with every word or hit and soon enough, tears started streaming down your face.

"Oh, are you sad? Can't bear the truth, little mute-" The one who spoke was interrupted, gasping softly as he felt the metal of a sword pressed against his neck. All of them dispersed slightly, staring at your rescue in shock.

"Your breaking the rules." He spoke and you could recognize his voice as Lan Zhan's, shocked that the man would even speak up for you. Then again, you doubted that it was for you and rather for the fact that they were being a nuisance. The arm around your shoulder was removed, making your body relax a bit as you stepped away from your bullies.

"Bullying and shouting is forbidden here, so-" You didn't wait for Lan Zhan to finish his sentence as you slowly backed away from everyone while the attention wasn't on you, but soon enough you were sprinting back to your room. Your body was shaking, shivers running up and down your spine as you tried to calm yourself down again. Just like last night, it didn't work as your breaths started to grown shorter and shorter. Your vision started to blur from the tears in your eyes, rolling down your face like waterfalls. You let yourself crash to the ground, ignoring the pain that shot through your legs as you curled up into a ball. Your sobs didn't stop, your whole body still trembling as you tried to calm down the anxiety in your body.

Someone entered, but you couldn't focus on trying to see who it was. They kneeled besides you and a hand laid on your head, softly stroking your hair as they told you too breath slowly. Unfortunately for you, you couldn't calm down until you fainted from exhaustion.

Eyes opening, you tried to ignore how your body felt as you sat up. Taking in your surroundings, you spotted Lan Zhan not far from you. His eyes were on you and even though he never showed much emotion, you could see that he was slightly uncomfortable. You couldn't blame him, after all he was in a girl's room for what you guessed had been a few hours.

"Are you feeling better now?" He asked and you nodded at him slowly, trying to not focus on the pain in your throat that you gained from crying. He nodded as well before standing up, walking your way before sitting down again. His hand went to your forehead and you flinched, which was clearly visible and Lan Zhan paused his movement. His hand remained in place as he waited for you to relax again, placing his hand on your forehead when you did.

"Your temperature is back to normal it seems." He dropped his hand again, but he didn't move from the bed. You waited for him to say something, anything but it never came. You just sat in silence for awhile, trying to ignore the thoughts that swarmed around in your head. Swallowing softly, you winced at how painful your throat felt. Almost like sandpaper that was being dragged through the inside of your throat.

"Ignore those people, listening to them won't change anything." Lan Zhan spoke and you almost wanted to scoff. It was easier said than done, how could you accept something that was clearly a flaw. People didn't need to say something for you to know what they thought, either it was annoyance or pity and you disliked both. But somehow, it didn't feel like that with Lan Zhan's gaze.

When he looked your way, it was usually the same gaze as he gave others. Not a lot of emotions or care about you, but you definitely preferred it over the looks of pity.

Shaking your head, you quickly looked around for some paper and pen. Unfortunately, there was none that was near you and you had a feeling that you could get up just yet. You looked at Lan Zhan again before awkwardly grabbing his hand, tracing letters on his palm with your finger and hoping he would understand.

"I will get you some tea, please wait here." And after that, he was off and you were left alone again. You gently threw your blanket to the side, throwing your legs off the side of the bed before pushing yourself up. Although your legs were weak, you could stand without any problem. You went to your desk, grabbing your paper and a pen.

"I thought I asked you to wait." Lan Zhan said and you nearly jumped out of your skin, surprised at how quiet the man was. The tea was put on the table as Lan Zhan made his way back to you before guiding you back to your bed. You wanted to write down why you moved, but Lan Zhan held his hand out again.

"Don't waist paper and ink." He said and you looked at him before laying down the pen and tracing letters on his hand again. He waited carefully until you finished your sentence, staying silent even when you paused to think of which letters to use. When you finished asking what had exactly happened after you passed out, Lan Zhan turned to you fully.

"You have been asleep for a couple of hours. Xichen-ge knows about this already, you're excused from the lessons tomorrow as well." Lan Zhan explained and you pouted, grabbing his hand again to write that you wanted to follow the lessons. Seeing how eager you were to learn, Lan Zhan could only approve before getting up.

Ever since then, Lan Zhan would always reach out his hand to you so you could speak.

[crystalsnow95z]

We have a tie for my Halloween poll, so it's gonna be Taejoon story..the comments had two ideas, so there's gonna be a bonus story to be posted later.

Sickie: Taejoon with bad colds (cough, fever, sniffles, a bit of vom!t towards the end.)

Caretakers: Ot7

Namjoon could see the dim light underneath the blanket of Taehyung's phone, the younger boy scrolling on the screen. It was almost midnight, but it was clear both boys couldn't sleep. "Tae?"

Taehyung pops his head from underneath the blanket. "I'm sorry. Was I keeping you up?"

"No, you're fine. I couldn't sleep. I just wanted to know if you'd want to go for a walk with me. I saw a park on our way to the hotel." Namjoon offers, relieved when he sees Taehyung getting up.

"Put on a hat and a face mask. We might be in another country, but we still don't want to be recognized." Namjoon warns, getting up to do the same. They came to America to do a collaboration, but the project kept them busy for the past two days, giving them no free time.

Taehyung nods, digging out a beige beanie from his suitcase to cover up his red hair. "I'm ready." He says with a smile, pulling his jacket over his shoulders and taking the face mask from the pocket.

Namjoon does the same, using a black beanie to cover up his blonde hair, quickly putting on his jacket and shoes.

"Are you sure that jacket is heavy enough, hyung?" Taehyung questions.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. You're gonna be sweating it that heavy trench coat." Namjoon teases. "Do you have the hotel key?"

Taehyung grabs his wallet. "I do now. What happened to yours?"

"Let's go before it gets too late." Namjoon doesn't answer his question, leaving the room.

"Hyung did you lose it already?" Taehyung whispers. "It's only been two days."

"No. It's somewhere in that room. It's just misplaced." Namjoon blushes in embarrassment to be scolded by the younger member, making Taehyung giggle.

"Shh.. people are sleeping.." Namjoon leads the way out of the building, the crisp autumn air hitting them with a cool breeze.

"Wow, even at night, all the colors are amazing.." Taehyung's eyes brighten seeing the orange and yellow trees underneath the street lamps, taking out his phone to take a picture.

"It'll be prettier at the park where there's tons of trees. Let's go, it's not that far. Namjoon pulls him by his elbow.

"It's been a while since it was only us two walking together..was the last time when we went up that mountian for losing that game?" Taehyung asks, looking around at all the different trees with amazement.

Namjoon laughs, watching his head turn every which way as they walk. "You look like a bird moving like that. It's like you never saw autumn leaves before."

"Sorry.. I'm just excited..I didn't get a good look in the car because of the tinted windows and us being rushed inside." Taehyung gives Namjoon a shy smile, earning himself a head pat from Namjoon.

"You don't have to be sorry. I just thought it was cute." Namjoon smiles. "Let's cross here."

The park was only a 15-minute walk from the hotel, the two ex roommates exchanging old memories with each other along the way.

"Look, hyung! A swing set!" Taehyung runs up to it, taking a seat on the swing."It reminds me of Hakdong park! Careful Namjoon, there are puddles under the swing."

"This one has an extra swing, but other than that, the setup is really similar." Namjoon takes the swing next to him, pulling it back to get on it without getting his feet wet. "If we have time, we should bring the others here before our flight home."

"Before we shoot run BTS?" Taehyung suggests, swinging lightly. "Ah, do you know what our challenge will be?"

"Nope. I have no idea. The only hint I got was that it's themed." Namjoon shrugs.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Taehyung tilts his head.

"Probably something like a haunted house?" Namjoon leaned back on the swing to look up at the sky. "Wow, the moon's beautiful tonight."

Taehyung mimicks Namjoon, holding tightly on the chains as he lets himself fall back, looking up at the full moon with clouds swirling around it. "Woah. I wish I had brought my camera.. my phone can't capture it." He sat up quickly when he heard a loud bang, trying to see if it was a firework or gunshot.

"What was-" Namjoon tried to quickly sit up, falling out of the seat into the water below. "Ahpa..ahpa.." he rubbed the back of his head, Taehyung rushing to him.

"Are you okay Namjoon-ah?" Taehyung brushes the wet woodchips from his back.

"Yeah, I'm fine..just wet.." Namjoon gives Taehyung a reassuring smile through the pain. "That just startled me.."

"Me too.." Taehyung helps Namjoon, getting him to his feet. "You're soaked now Hyung.. I think we should get back to the hotel."

"Yeah, but I think we should go a different way.. I don't want to go towards that sound.." Namjoon says, feeling uneasy. He takes Taehyungs hand, walking the opposite direction of the hotel.

"Don't worry, Hyung. It was probably just a firework.. there's a holiday coming up, right?" Taehyung squeezes his hand.

Namjoon gives him a half smile. He knew Halloween wasn't known for fireworks, but he didn't want to tell Taehyung that if that's really what he believed. "Yeah,you're right. But it's better to be safe than sorry."

Taehyung trusted Namjoon's judgment, but that didn't stop him from worrying about him. "Namjoon-ah, your teeth are chattering.." Taehyung takes off his trench coat, draping over Namjoon’s shoulders.

"Taehyungie no. You need your jacket." Namjoon tried to give it back, but the younger runs ahead. "Taehyung-ah!" He tried quietly, yelling to get attention.

"No, I'll be fine. I don't want to see you suffering, Hyung. If I stay moving, I'll stay warm." Taehyung tells him, refusing to touch his coat. "It's only a short walk back. I can handle cold."

"Fine..just don't run ahead.. I don't want you getting lost." Namjoon catches up to him, grabbing him by the wrist. "Stay next to me."

"Namjoon-ah, Namjoonie-hyung..we need to meet with the others soon." Taehyung's voice came out as a raspy whisper, gently rubbing Namjoon’s chest. "Do you want me to tell them you aren't feeling well?"

Namjoon coughs, eyes fluttering open."Taehyung-Ah? Mm..no..I'll be okay...what time is it...?" My throat.. it hurts to talk..

"It's 10:15. We're supposed to meet up at 10:30.." Taehyung replies, clearing his throat.

"Sh*t.. okay..okay I'm getting up.." Namjoon sits up, coughing into his fist. "Could you get me some water?"

Taehyung nods, getting up to fill a cup with water, leaning against the sink as a wave of dizziness washes over him. He woke up twenty minutes before Namjoon to the sound of the older member coughing, feeling congested, his head pounding painfully against his sinuses.

"Taehyung, are you feeling okay?" Namjoon asks, stifling another cough when he sees him doubled over the sink.

"I'll be okay. My nose is just a bit stuffy because it's cold out. No big deal. You should quickly take your shower. The steam should help you feel better." Taehyung returns with a cup of water, giving it to him. The shower helped me a bit..

"Take it easy today, okay?" Namjoon warns him. I shouldn't have invited him out last night. He was fine yesterday.

"Okay Hyung. I will." Taehyung sniffles, laying back down on his bed. "I'll just rest a bit while you get ready."

Namjoon left to shower, quickly texting a staff member.

Could you bring some cough medicine when you pick us up? I'm not feeling well.. My throat hurts, and I have a bad headache.

Namjoon sets his phone down. He turns up the water to be as hot as he could handle, using the steam to try to clear the mucus that kept draining into his throat.

The hot water made him feel dizzy, holding the wall tightly. Am I running a fever? The thought crossed his mind, but he quickly shook his head. No. No, the water is just too hot. I'm fine..

Namjoon quickly turned off the water, laying in the tub, hands over his face. "I just need some water.." When he tried to get to his feet, his vision went hazy, falling back into the tub with a loud bang.

"Namjoon-ah! Hyung are you okay?" Taehyung rushes into the bathroom when he hears it.

"Yeah, yeah I just slipped. Clumsy me, this is embarrassing.." Namjoon gives him an awkward smile, taking Taehyung's out stretched hand.

"Don't worry Hyung. I won't tell any..one." Taehyung coughs out the last word, pressing his lips together.

"I guess we both aren't doing well.." Namjoon sighs. "I'm sorry. That night walk was a bad idea."

"Don't be sorry. I liked spending time with you.." Taehyung smiles, hearing someone knock on the door. "Get dressed. I'll handle it." He goes to the door, peeking through the peep hole. "Ah, Jungkook-ah. Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, I slept great. How about you? You look tired." Jungkook says with a frown.

"Ah, Namjoonie-hyung kept me up...with his snoring." Taehyung quickly added.

"Oh right. He does snore really loud. I'm glad I didn't lose." Jungkook teases. "I'd offer you a sip of my coffee, but you'd hate it. I got you some cocoa though. Where's Rapmonnie-hyung? I brought him some coffee."

"Hes getting dressed. Thanks Jungukkie." Taehyung gratefully takes the hot beverage from the cup holder, sipping on it to soothe his throat.

Namjoon's coughing was heard from the bathroom, making Jungkook rush in to check on him. "Namjoonie hyung are you okay?"

"Yeah..yeah.. I'm fine. I just..choked on the tooth..paste.." Namjoon coughs in-between words

"Be careful hyungie.." Jungkook hands him the coffee. "Here, take a drink."

Namjoon takes a big swallow, sighing when the coughing stops. "Alright, I just need my shoes and I'm ready."

Namjoon leaned against the car window while they drove to the location of the shoot, trying to hold back another cough. He knew he couldn't hide it from the others for long, but as soon as he went to the car, the older members were onto him.

He was going to wait until they reached the location to take the medicine, but Yoongi was already fretting over him.

"Namjoon-ah are you coming down with a cold?" Yoongi was straight to the point, eyes darkened with concern.

"Yeah, but its just a sore throat.." Namjoon knew he couldn't brush off Yoongi like he did Jungkook.

"Namjoon-ah, if you aren't feeling well, maybe you should sit it out." Jin suggests lightly, already knowing the answer he'll give.

"No, no, I'll be fine after i take some medicine. It's just a cough. It's nothing serious." Namjoon tried to downplay how bad he felt. Talking at a normal level felt like he was screaming.

Taehyung stayed quiet, letting his nose drip down, licking his lips when the watery snot hit them. He didn't dare sniffle, not wanting to draw attention to himself, pretending to be engrossed in the comic he was reading on his phone.

"You sound like you sang two concerts back to back on your own.. you'll worry, army." Jimin tries to talk him out of it. "You should really rest."

Namjoon shakes his head, coughing into his elbow. "They'll worry either way. We can edit out of I cough too badly. It'll be fine. They said it'll only take two hours tops."

"Alright..fine..but you stop when I say so." Jin says with a serious tone, using his role as the oldest. "I don't want you completely losing your voice over one episode. We have a concert next week."

"I promise." Namjoon says, sipping some water. "I'll try to keep the talking to a minimum.."

"Woah! It's a real pumpkin patch! Like in those movies!" Jungkook excitedly looked at the vast field of orange pumpkins of all sorts of different shapes and sizes.

"What are we doing here?" J-Hope asks.

"Each of you will choose a pumpkin from the patch to carve, then we'll continue inside." Staff tells them.

"I've never carved a pumpkin before.." Jimin admits. "Is a bigger one easies or a smaller one?"

"I haven't either, but I think a bigger one would be easier to carve because it's a bigger surface, but it's more to clear out." Yoongi smiles when he sees J-hope make a face at the idea of gutting the pumpkin.

Namjoon moves out of the camera shot, coughing into his arm. The cold autumn air made it harder not to cough.

"We need to choose quickly..Namjoonie needs to get inside as soon as possible.." J-hope clenched his jaw, his chest tightening to hear his friend cough.

"HEH'HEHTICHI!" Taehyung sneezes, covering his face. "Ah, sorry, Hyung." He apologized when he saw Hobi jump,trying to sound causal.

"Bless you, Tae. You're not catching a cold, too, are you?" Jimin rubs the back of Taehyung’s neck. "You feel warm."

"Your hands are just cold from being outside." Taehyung smiles. "Let's go pick a pumpkin." He tried to keep his energy high, pulling Jimin through the patch.

"Be careful where you step. There's vines. Don't trip!" Jin warns them a little too late, watching Taehyung fall Jimin being pulled down with him, both boys stumbling over.

"I lost my shoe.." Taehyung pouts.

"Taehyungie what have I told you to wear your shoes properly!" Jimin yells at him.

Taehyung laughs, but it turns into a cough, trying to muffle it with his scarf. "Don't make me laugh.."

"You are sick.." Jimin frowns, quickly getting Taehyung's shoe, putting it properly on his foot.

"It's not as bad as Namjoonie. I just didn't want to worry you guys. I'm fine. Really, it's just my sinuses.." Taehyung reassures Jimin, sniffling.

"It doesn't matter if Namjoon is worse or not. You don't need to act like you're fine. Did you take any medicine?"

"Namjoon-ah gave me some. I'm handling it."Taehyung promises, stifling another cough. "Oh! Look at this one! It reminds me of Tata!" He picks up an oddly shaped pumpkin."No, wait.. It's a butt.. you can have that one.."

Jimin rolls his eyes, knowing what his soulmate is doing. Taehyung is trying his best to act playful so the others didn't worry. "I don't want that one. What about the one next to it?" Jimin picks up a medium-sized pumpkin, wanting to get Taehyung inside as quickly as possible."It's perfect."

"I'll give it to Namjoonie hyung." Taehyung gets to his feet, holding his hand out to Jimin. "Come on, let's go show him."

Jimin reluctantly takes it, letting Taehyung pull him to his feet. "Looks like Jungkook beat you to it. You'll have to keep my gifted pumpkin."

Taehyung looks over to Jungkook, holding two pumpkins, then to Namjoon. "I'll see if I can get Namjoon-ah to go inside with me then."

"Good idea." Taehyung carries his pumpkin to Namjoon. "Hyung, I'm cold.. Since we got our pumpkins, can we go in?"

Namjoon was relieved to have an excuse to go in without having to admit the cold air made his coughing worse. "Feeling shy to go in alone? Alright. I'll go."He takes Taehyung's hand, leading him inside, where some staff are waiting.

"Ah, Namjoon-sii, Taehyung-sii. Is everything okay?" A staff member approached them. "Do you need anything?"

"No, everything is fine. It's just cold out, I didn't want to risk getting worse. Is that..." Namjoon tried to keep his coughing under control, but the last sentence got cut off by a bout of coughing.

The woman takes the pumpkin from him, placing it on the table, and quickly digs a few cough drops out of her purse. "Here, this should help.. I don't have many. I'm sorry."

Namjoon goes to thank her, but when he tries to talk, the coughing starts up again. He fumbles with the wrapper, Taehyung taking it from him to help open it.

"Here, hyung. Open." Taehyung pops the cough drop into his brothers mouth, his voice coming out softly.

Namjoon sucks on the lozenge, feeling relief as the mentol drop coats his dry throat. "Thank you.." he bows to the staff member and turns to Taehyung, offering him one."Here, you take one too."

"There's only three.. you should keep them.. I'm not coughing much, I'll be fine." Taehyung closes Namjoon's hand. "I hear the others.."

"Jungkookie be careful, you elbowed me.. why did you have to choose the biggest pumpkin?" Jimins voice is heard in a pout.

Taehyung runs up to greet them, knowing Namjoon wouldn't force him if they were with the others. "Oh wow.. it almost takes up your whole chest."

"It's not that big..sorry, Jiminshii, it was slipping." Jungkook apologizes, quickly going to the table to set it down. Jimin puts his down next to his, Jungkook giggling. "It's tiny like you."

"You punk." Jimin pushes him. "I'm not tiny."

"You're the smallest."Jungkook taunts running as Jimin chases him, hiding behind Jin.

"I'm not a shield. Stop playing around." Jin scolds both of them. He usually didn't mind the younger boys messing around, but he wanted to get through filming as soon as possible. Even with Taehyung smiling watching his two friends play, Jin could hear his labored breathing from his stuffed nose.

"Okay, Hyung. Sorry." Jungkook bows to Jimin.

"Oh, there's a guest here.." Yoongi points out the unfamiliar face. Everyone looks around to see who he meant, a blonde haired man catching their attention.

"H-Hello everyone!" The man stammered nervously. "I'm Zach. I'm the owner of this pumpkin patch, well.. my father is.. I'm going to help you carve your pumpkins."

"1,2,3.." Namjoon counts for their introduction, but coughs before he could get more than the first part of his name.

"His name is Namjoon." Jin answers for him, going down the line for each member. "Thank you for teaching us.."

The others echoed their thanks, except Taehyung, who only mouths the words. He tried to focus on the lesson, watching Zach cut into the top of the pumpkin, but his nose kept leaking, making him have to constantly sniffle.

"Here Hyung.." Jungkook passes him a napkin discretely, whispering by his ear. "Your nose is leaking."

"Ah, thanks, Jk.." Taehyung whispers, trying to quietly blow his nose. Thankfully, the cameras were focused on Yoongi and Namjoon bickering.

Namjoon stabbed the knife into the pumpkin, trying to saw it open, lacking the strength to actually do it. He only got a few zig zags before he couldn't get deep enough, the knife slipping.

"Namjoon-ah stop. Let me do it. I don't want you to cut yourself." Yoongi takes over.

"I can do it myself." Namjoon argues, but does nothing to stop him from taking it from him. "What about your own?"

"Jimin can do it,he's almost done with his already. Right Jiminie?" Yoongi asks Jimin.

"Ah, of course. No problem." Jimin smiles. He knew helping Yoongi meant giving the deagu rapper the chance to help Namjoon. He peeks over to Taehyung to see if he is doing any better. He's struggling too..

Taehyung had to use both hands to have enough pressure to cut through, wiping his nose on his shoulder. Why is this so hard...? It's hard to breathe when I don't concentrate on breathing..

"You aren't doing it right. Let hyung do it." Jin abandoned his project to help Taehyung. He couldn't stand seeing the young member suffering.

"I'm sorry hyung.. I'm trying my best." Taehyung coughs, a twinge of guilt filling his belly. When he looks at Jin's unfinished project. "I can do it.."

"I know you can, but i dont want you to get hurt. It's fine. I'll get you do the fun part okay? You and Namjoon were never good in the kitchen." Jin kisses his forehead. He feels warm...

"Augh! Even with gloves, it's gross!" J-hope whines, pulling out the inside of the pumpkin placing the guts aside.

"Let me help Hyung.. you can help Jinnie-hyung finish opening the top." Taehyung offers, rising to his feet to go by J-hope."It isn't that hard.. Right?"

"Well, no..but I can do it. It's not too different from making kimchi, just more..clumpy..It's fine." J-hops felt his heart twinge when Taehyung shook his head and gave him a smile taking his pumpkin anyway. Jin wanted him to rest, and he ruined it.

"I got it." Taehyung puts on the gloves, finding it much easier to just stand and remove the insides.

Jin reached over to pat J-hopes back, mouthing 'it's okay'. J-hope gives the tiniest nods, watching the young vocalist with concern. His hands were shaky, but he looked determined, a serious look across his flushed cheeks.

J-hope turned his head quickly when he heard Namjoon's coughing. He tried to muffle it with the scarf he was wearing,but it made no difference.

Namjoon felt awful.. the more he moved, the worse he felt. The sound of the members talking amongst themselves made his head pound, making him want to give up, but he was already halfway through and refused to give up.

"Namjoon-ah you okay?" Yoongi asks, unable to touch him with the dirty gloves. "Do you need a break?"

"No.. no, I'm fine.. I just need some water.." Namjoon says hoarsely.

Jungkook jumps up to get him some, removing his gloves and rushing to the cooler staff brought in the room, rushing to Namjoon’s side. "Here hyung.." he tips the bottle by his lips.

Namjoon drinks slowly, feeling some energy flowing back inside him. "Thanks Jk.. I'm fine now.."

"No..you and Taehyungie are done." Yoongi uses a stern tone.

"But hyung-" Taehyung goes to argue, but Jin stops him.

"I agree. At least for now.. We'll prep the pumpkins, and then you can come back." Jin says, gently nudging him to his feet. "Go properly blow your nose, at least.."

"Okay.." Taehyung says softly.

"Come on Tae-yah.." Namjoon knew there was no arguing against it.. not when the two oldest both told them to rest. He led the younger to the bathroom, going to the sink to splash water in his face.

Taehyung went into the bathroom stall, getting some toliet paper to try to clear his nose, sitting cross legged on the floor. The tough tissue irritated his nose further. It felt like there was no end, and the more mucus he got out, the more his sinuses throbbed, making his eyes water.

The sound of Namjoon's coughing got Taehyung back to his feet, rushing over to him. "Hyung are you okay?"

Namjoon tried to talk, but all that came out were wheezing coughs. I can't breathe..it hurts..

Taehyung pulls Namjoon close, gasping when he feels the heat radiating off of him. When did he get so bad? "You're burning up. Hang on, let me get you help.."

Namjoon holds onto Taehyung with a soft whimper. "Do..Don't.." His voice came out as a wheezing cough. He didn't want to be left alone, not when his lungs burned and his head felt light with the lack of oxygen.

Taehyung quickly texted the group chat, his hands shaking, keeping his message as quick as possible.

Nam not brthing..

Taehyung puts his phone down. "They'll come help.. it's okay.. you'll be f.." His comforting words lost their impact when a bout of coughing rattles his chest, making it hard to breathe. No, no.. I need to be strong for Namjoonie-hyung..please..

He tried to hold his breath to keep his coughing under control, hugging Namjoon tightly to him, feeling Namjoon's cough on his neck.

I don't know what to do.. I need to wait for someone to check their phone..

Taehyung runs his hand through Namjoon's hair, feeling dizzy from cutting off his own air supply. His heart pounded painfully like a jack hammer in his chest,but he didn't want to worry Namjoon. Not when he was already suffering.

"It..it's okay..you..don't..have to..pretend for me.." Namjoon coughs out the words, pressing into Taehyung’s abdomen to force him to let go of the breath he was holding.

Taehyung coughed, gasping for air. "Ah, hyung th..at hu..rt.." he felt the tension ease when Namjoon spoke, his shred of hope snatched away when the coughing turned to gagging. "Namjoon..come on.. we need to move..to..the toliet." He practically dragged the rapper into the stall, lifting the seat.

Namjoon coughed up the coffee, groaning when the acidic tang rose up his throat and into the bowl. Taehyung kept his arms wrapped around Namjoon's waist to hold him up.

"Hyungie..it's okay I got you.." Tae whispers, feeling him trembling with effort to hold himself up, Namjoons hands tightly around the toliet bowl. He buried his face in Namjoon's shoulder, coughing into it.

"Namjoon-ah! Taehyung-ah!" Yoongi tuns in the bathroom, hearing the two members suffering. He goes into the stall, gently removing Tae from Namjoon to take over. "Go to Jinnie-hyung. I'll take care of him, okay?

"Vuu.. Vuu come to hyungie." Jin calls to Taehyung with open arms, Taehyung stumbling into him.

"I..I couldn't help.. he just kept getting worse." Taehyung squeezes Jin tightly, feeling tears prick the corners of his eyes.

"Shh.. it's okay.. it's okay you did all you could.. you stayed with him and that's all any of us can do. You did so good Voo. You stayed with him even if you weren't well yourself. I'm proud." Jin reassures the younger, stroking his hair. "Baby you're hot.. come on, let's find you a place to lay down."

"No.. no I want to.." Taehyung coughs,making half the sentence cut off.

"Yoongi has joon-ah under control.. it's okay.." Jin gives Taehyung no choice, picking him up. He wanted to get him away from the sound of Namjoon's retching and the sound of Namjoons sick spraying into the bowl.

"It's okay, it's okay. Don't try to fight it.. just let it run its course, and you'll feel better after.. I know it hurts.." Yoongi gently scratches Namjoon's back, taking deep breaths to keep himself from panicking. He couldn't let his anxiety take over, not when two members needed him to stay strong. "Deep breaths, Namjoon.."

Namjoon nods, trying to fill his lungs. "Yoongi it hurts to breathe.." he whimpers softly.

"I know baby, I know.. it'll be over soon.. just hang in there for me okay?" Yoongi rubs Namjoon’s stomach, feeling it churning underneath his hand, his muscles tightening as he starts to Vomit again.

Namjoon groans as he spits up foam, having nothing left in his stomach. He gagged again,another string of foamy spit comes. He had nothing left, collapsing against Yoongi's chest. "I..I think I'm done.." he coughs out the words.

"Good..good.. let's get you and Tae home.." Yoongi gently strokes Namjoon's hair. "We can finish the episode another time.. you two are more important.."

[randofics]

Under Editing!!!

Jock OC x nerd/geek reader

(NOT MY ART ⬆️)

🎶 Luke Combs- she got the best of me

🎶 Jason Aldean- whose rearview

🎶 Lady A- just a kiss

You sat at the front of the class, taking notes as your teacher put them up on the smart board. Hand sore from holding your pencil so tight. Today had been a relatively slow and quiet day, at least for you anyway.

When the teacher asked you to go get a certain book from the library, you agreed without question. She handed you a note with the title and author written on it. You speedwalked down the corridor and into the open doors of the school library.

The older woman at the front counter smiled at you as you jogged over. "How can I help you, dear?" You hand her the note, and she types it into the library database. "Alright, it should be that shelf at the very back where the windows are. You see where it says historical literature?" "Yes, Ma'am."

"Ok opposite the windows. It's got a black cover."

"Thank you, Ma'am."

"If you can't find it, I'll take a look." You nod and jog to the back where she said it would be. Sunlight shines through the old off-white blinds, and you turn your back to them, looking over the historical literature books. You don't hear the footsteps coming up behind you as you focus. It's only when a male voice whispers behind you that you whip around in fright.

"Hey, little bird."

You've never been one to scream when startled, and this time was no different. You suck in a startled gasp, hitting the back of your head on one of the shelves. You grab the back of your head and hiss at the pain. "Maybe I don't have to mess with you today. It seems like you're doing a great job by yourself." You roll your eyes crossing your arms. "What do you want, Jake?"

He paused for a moment, his hand on the shelf above you moving to rub the back of his neck. He looked a tad nervous and wasn't making eye contact. "Well, believe it or not, I'm here to ask you out."

You didn't believe it. He was just too mean not only towards you but others as well. He'd poured ice water on you in lunch one time and with the other jocks pushed you into a closet only to be found when another student heard you call to them. When you finally got to class, your teacher was worried and asked where you had been. Glaring at Jake, you told her what had happened.

You weren't one to lie, especially about things like that, and almost the whole football team got detention. To say you were waiting on their revenge plot was an understatement. You were almost constantly looking over your shoulder in the halls, and at lunch, you sat close to the teachers in case anyone tried anything.

Of course, the one time you let your guard down, you'd be found by Jake. One good thing was that this was the library, and there was no tolerance for loud noises or loud talking inside. If you screamed, the librarian would run to your aid. "I don't believe you, Jake. This is probably just part of your revenge plot for getting you and the others detention. If you had just left me alone, that wouldn't have happened."

"This has nothing to do with that, I promise!" Hand on your hip, you glare up at him through your glasses. "Really? Then name a few things you like about me." Hand on the shelf again, he sighs. "Ok, well, it's cool that you know so much about animals. You're obviously smarter than me in that respect. You're also pretty, prettier than some of these rich bimbos anyway. I also like how you aren't afraid to snap back at someone when you need to."

You couldn't help the jump in your heart rate at his compliments. Was he telling the truth? It seemed like he couldn't look you in the eye, a good tell that he was. You were surprised, to say the least, so surprised that you spoke before you could register your own words.

"Ok, I believe you." He perks up. "Really!? Ehem.. I mean, uh, really? You really do?" You nod. "So does that mean you'll go with me later?"

"Sure, I don't have much to do this afternoon anyway."

"Ok, then it's a date! We can take my car after class." You nod again, and he awkwardly pats your shoulder as he leaves. You slump back against the shelf, sighing in relief, but quickly realize you still have to get that book to class. You wave over the librarian, and she helps you locate the book. Once you have it, you jog back to class.

Your teacher asked what took you so long, and you gave her the excuse that you had a hard time finding it. The rest of class was uneventful, and the bell rang, signaling the end of the day. When you walked out the front doors, you spotted Jake leaning against his cars hood on his phone. He hadn't spotted you yet, so you slinked through the crowd, trying to blend in. You didn't want to know what would happen if people saw you with him.

You got right up next to him before he realized you were there. "You're pretty sneaky, you know that?" You only mumbled out a "Maybe." He unlocked the car with a beep and ducked into the driver's seat. You followed suit, sliding into the passenger seat and shutting the door behind you.

"Were are we going?" He turns the key in the ignition, and the car rumbles to life. "I thought maybe the diner?" You nod. "As long as you pay for my milkshake." He laughs as he places his arm around the back of your seat, looking back as he reverses out of the parking spot. "I'm not kidding about that either Jake you at least owe me that."

"I was going to anyway. The guy always pays on the first date." Was this a date? Or was this his roundabout way of apologizing? Did he think he could buy your good graces? You had to be careful and not get your hopes up.

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At the diner, he sat across from you reading the menu. "What are you going to get?" You sigh, propping your head up with a hand. "Just a hotdog and fries along with that milkshake. He humms in acknowledgment, setting down the menu and waiving to the waitress. She takes your order and you relax in your seat to wait.

An awkward silence takes hold over the two of you, and before you can pull out your phone, he speaks up. "Hey, look, I wanted to apologize for how I've treated you. I've been a real a**hole to you for no real reason. Maybe it was because I was jealous of what you've got going for you?"

"What I've got going for me!? You've gotta be kidding me. Look at what you've accomplished! You're on our football team!"

"You're almost top of your class, y/n, and I'm just wasting time trying to get into the big leagues when I know for a fact that only like five percent get there! Meanwhile, you could have jobs practically lined up for you."

"You don't have to go to the big leagues, Jake. You could easily get a blue-collar job that pays well. That's what most people don't understand. Blue collar work is heavily relied upon for our society to even exist!"

He looked surprised, eyes wide. "Yo-you're right. I hadn't thought of it like that before. See, that's why I said you were smart!" The waitress tray in hand interrupts your conversation to lay out your food. With a bright smile, you thank her. "Let's eat!" You can't help your bright smile as you eat. Your conversation continues, and soon, you have to leave. Jake pays for the food and follows you out to his car.

"So what's your address? I'll drive you home."

"I live over by the park. I'll show you where when we get there." He nods and peals out of the parking lot.

He takes you on a few more dates through the next two weeks, and you grow to like him more each time. Letting down your walls little by little.

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"So, are you going to the game next week?" Your friend sitting next to you asked. "Yeah, I probably will."

"Going with that mystery boyfriend of yours?" You roll your eyes focusing on your paper.

Later that day, when you have some free time, you meet up with Jake in one of the stairwells. He seems off somehow, maybe upset about something? "Hey, you alright?" He perks up a bit at your presence, giving you a small smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Are your classes ok?"

You give him a slightly confused look. "Yeah, as good as usual. Why?" He shrugs hands in his varsity jacket pockets. "Just curious, I guess?" You ignore the strange conversation swapping to a different topic. "My friend mentioned a game coming up next week and figured I'd go."

"Yeah, we're going against the school a county over."

"You going to practice this week?"

"Yeah, we have a couple that are pretty late, though. You can skip those cause I know you like your sleep."

"I'll at least go to the ones that aren't so late." He nods, and you still get the feeling he's glum. The alarm on your phone startles you both, and you growl in frustration. "Ugh, I've gotta go to class, Jake. You should, too." Catching him off guard, you stand on your tiptoes with a hand on his cheek and give him a peck on the other.

Wide-eyed, he watches you scamper off touching his cheek where you kissed him. A blush tinges his cheeks as the feeling of your lips linger. That was the first time you'd ever kissed him. He walked back up the steps to his next class with a smile on his face.

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After his late practice, he was in the locker room with his team. The boys loudly bickering in the background as he slipped on a clean t-shirt. "Hey Jake, how's it going with that nerd?"

"You've got a week till the challenge is over, man!" He didn't want to be reminded. He'd honestly started liking you and didn't want to break up your relationship. He just had to keep it quiet.

"It's going." With that, he shouldered his bag and walked out.

"What's up with him?"

"I dunno man, you think maybe he's starting to like her?"

"Could be, but I doubt it."

As he lay in bed, he couldn't stop thinking about how you'd react to the truth. He was scared you'd leave him, and you probably would, so he just couldn't let you find out.

The next day came, and you were excited for the afternoon because you had made you and Jake food for supper. One of your teachers was kind enough to let you put it in her mini fridge for the day. You were excited through all your classes and couldn't wait to go watch him practice.

When school finally let out, you made your way out to the football field. You found yourself a good vantage point from the bleachers and waived when he spotted you.

He couldn't help his smile when he saw you. Your presence gave him a boost in confidence. He pushed the tackle sled with more ferocity and juked around the cones like it was nothing. He finished the training course well before the others, so the coach let him go early.

As he left the field, you followed suit, coming up beside him as he walked back to the locker room. You stopped at the threshold knowing you weren't really supposed to go back there. "Hey, it's alright. You can come in with me. There's no one else here." Reluctantly, you follow him inside.

He grabs his bag from one of the lockers, setting it on the bench. You watch as he removes his helmet and jersey, revealing the padded plastic armor beneath. He unbuckles the two side straps, slipping the bulky plastic over his head. The white tank top beneath darkened with sweat.

He takes a fresh black t-shirt out of his bag along with his dark grey jeans, setting them down. As he removes the tank top, you can't help the dark blush forming on your face. "So what's in the bag?" You spin around facing away from him as you hold up the used grocery bag. "It-It's food I made us food." "Really? Sweet!" You feel his hand in the curve of your side as he moves behind you. Internally, you freak out thinking he's about to kiss you or whisper in your ear. Instead, he reaches past you for someone else's spray deodorant just as quickly moving back to where he was to spray himself down.

You hold the bag in front of you, turning partially around to look at him. He's just putting his shirt over his arms and head, and you take the chance to admire his physique. When he pulls the black fabric over his torso, you look away again. You push your glasses up your nose, trying to hide your blushing face from him. "Hey, keep facing that way for a minute. I've gotta put my jeans on."

You do as asked, hearing the shuffling of his clothes behind you. The tell-tale zipper sound of his jeans let's you know he's done, but you don't dare turn around. Knuckles against your lower back make you jump. He chuckles at your reaction. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." When he gets a better look at your face, he realizes how red you are.

"You're almost as red as a tomato! What's gotten you like that?" Stepping up to you, he tilts your chin up, looking into your eyes. Your free hand lightly grips his wrist, and you feel warmth spreading through your chest. A foreign pull tugs you closer, but before you move even an inch, loud voices and talking come from the hall.

"S***! Quick grab your stuff! We can go out the back!" Bag in hand, he pulls you by the arm through the locker room to the back entrance. The two of you slip out the door just as the others walk inside. He takes you to the underside of the bleachers where you breathe a sigh of relief relaxing on the concrete. You both let out a chuckle.

He takes your bag, opening it to reveal the food you made in two containers along with two drinks. "Let's eat!" He opens his container, taking a whiff of what you made. "It smells great!" You smile as he takes a bite, complementing your cooking. "If you do this after every practice you come to maybe we'll have a good chance at winning."

"You like my cooking then, huh?"

"So far, so good!" Your bright smile makes his heart beat faster, and a giddy smile of his own pulls at his lips. "Thanks for bringing this." You lean over with a hand on his cheek as you give him a peck on the other. "You're welcome, darling."

You lay back on the concrete, closing your eyes and stretching. He watches your back arch, and the pose you unknowingly make is almost exactly like one of the bikini models in his friends' magazine he'd flipped through once. A bright blush covers his face when he imagines you in that bikini. Averting his gaze, he covers his mouth.

He knows he's in deep now. Thinking about you normally during the day was one thing, but now he was fantasizing about you. "Hey, you want to come over to my place? My parents shouldn't be home for another few hours, and I could use your help with my homework?"

"Sure, I'll text my mom."

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At his house, you follow him up to the front door. "Welcome to my home." The sweet scent of an air freshener hits you as you enter. He guides you upstairs to his room. It's nice and tidy in comparison to your slightly cluttered room. He drops his bag on the floor by the door and opens his backpack, pulling out his biology textbook. "So what part did you need help with?"

"Well, I'm sure it's right in front of me, but I can't find the answer to this question." You take the book looking over the question and scanning over the paragraphs for the answer. "Ah, right here!"

"See, I knew it was right in front of me!"

"Was that the only problem?" He nervously chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck as he closes the book. "Yeah... I just wanted to hang out a while longer." You snort at his antics. "You could've just asked." With a grin and a nod, he changes the subject.

"I probably stink still, don't I?" You lean in sniffing the air. "Yeah, a little."

"Hey, if you want to play video games, I'll take a quick shower." You nod, and he sets up a game for you before walking down the hall to the bathroom. You quickly get absorbed into the game. Fighting mobs and doing a few small quests. When you start to shiver from the cool temp in the house, you look around for a blanket or something. There's a hoodie hanging on the bedframe that you quickly pull on settling back into the game.

You don't hear him walking down the hall. He steps through his open door, drying his hair with a towel. Looking over at you, completely focused on fighting a monster, he notices you're wearing his hoodie, and a small blush tinges his cheeks. You raise your hands in celebration when you beat the monster, finally noticing him standing there.

His hair is messy and damp, and droplets of water are still clinging to his skin. You stare at each other for a moment. Him thinking how cute you look practically swallowed up by his hoodie and you admiring his physique.

The grey sweatpants shirtless look was really doing something for you. He slings the towel over his shoulder, crossing his arms with a mischievous grin. "You like what you see, little bird?"

Your face turns beet red, and you flip up the hood, pulling the cords to hide your face. He gets down on his knees beside you on the floor. "Hey, let me see that face, pretty bird." He pushes the hood off your head, revealing your red face.

"There you are. Look at those pretty eyes. Those pink lips." His thumb runs over your bottom lip. He leans closer, your eyes slowly closing as his lips connect with yours. It's gentle and sweet. He pulls away just as slow, a confident smile on his face. "I've been wanting to do that."

You scoot up to him, placing a hand on his cheek. He leans into your touch, closing his eyes for a moment. "I don't deserve you at all, baby. I mean with what I've done to you and others in the past... You're too good for me." He kisses your palm, a sad look in his eyes.

You touch forheads with him in your own show of affection. Tears pricked your eyes as your emotions washed over you. "No one's ever said anything like that to me before."

"Really? Not even those nerdy guys you hang around?"

"No."

"They just don't realize what a catch you are." You blush again as you twiddle your fingers.

He moves to sit up against his bed, and you follow suit sitting next to him. He flips the TV to cable, looking through the channels for something to watch. You swallow the nervous lump in your throat and lean against him.

He sounds amused when he pipes back up. "C'mere I won't bite... Unless you want me to." Brightly blushing, you smack his chest. "OW! Ok, I'll take that as a no. Geez, you can really do damage when you want to."

You settle into his side with his arm over your shoulders.

[dream-meister-translations]

ONSEN VILLAGE CUIT - VOICE COLLECTION

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"How are you feeling? Even if you love your job, you shouldn't push yourself too hard."

"I heard there is a drinkable hot spring called "Ganbakuyu," I wonder what it tastes like."

"Are you getting your regular health checkups? There's a chance you'll catch something like me. So, be careful on a regular basis."

"Ugh…I'm stuck in another health checkup…"

"I know this is a vacation, but when I'm with you, I just feel like cooking for you! Your happy face is way too cute.

"To have you all to myself like this…I'm so happy I'm almost scared."

"The setting sun is so beautiful, but you are even prettier than the sunset..I dunno~ Maybe I'm just being coy."

"Can I hold your hand? I've always wanted to be closer to you."

"I'm sorry, I'm really nervous right now. To have you this close to me? I feel like I'm going crazy."

"Hm..It's onsen manju…Seems there are many different kinds, so if you don't mind, I'd like a moment to compare them."

"The "Kayuyu" hot spring was amazing. It's a hot spring that heals you with it's scent. Have you been in it yet?"

"I like hot springs that are fun to look at with flowers and fruits floating in the water~"

"Maybe one day I'll get to go in a hot spring with Kuchen and Riche…I'd love to see them laughing."

"Gran has a lot of old wounds, right? I wonder if the World Exploration Guild has a lot of dangers…I'm getting anxious now."

"I asked Gran to draw a picture of bread the other night. His living pictures are so amazing. It really looked edible!"

"I couldn't help but notice Cyrus' body when we went to the hot spring together. He's a knight, so he's got a lot of muscles… I kinda admire that type of body."

"Cyrus asked me about tsubo-yaki in detail, but it turns out it wasn't about cooking, it was about jars."

"Cyrus probably likes walnuts."

"Come to think of it, you said that Cyrus also has a brother and that he's a twin? I'd like to meet him someday."

"People with siblings close in age have a lot of lively conversations. I bet Cyrus and his brother have tons of good memories."

"Your complexion looks better than usual, maybe all this rest and relaxation is to thank!"

"Huh, you look hungry. Maybe we can borrow the kitchen later and I can make you something."

"I heard there is a popular Japanese restaurant around here, would you like to try it? There will be a long line, but we can keep each other company."

"Aren't you tired of walking? Shall we stop by the footbath and head back to the inn?"

"Hm…I still haven't been able to choose souvenirs for my brothers yet…This might take a little while, do you mind helping me?"

"That tickles~ You know, you better watch out, if you keep spoiling me like this I'm gonna get addicted."

"Mm…It's so cozy, I could just fall asleep."

"Thank you. That felt really good. Now it's my turn to comb your hair. Stay still."

"Wow, your hair smells sooo good! It's just the shampoo from the inn? I'll have to try some when we get back."

"I think I did a pretty good job combing your hair. You look cute as always."

"Whoa! Haha, ahaha! Hey stop it! That tickles!"

"Stop! Stop! STOP! Haha, ahaha! I haven't been tickled like this since I was little!

"Haha, ahaha…It's been a long time since I've laughed like this…"

"It's okay if we sweat, we can always go back and take a bath after."

"Do you think there is a hot spring that can make you more ticklish? …I regret asking."

"I wasn't sure what I was gonna do on this vacation, but thanks to you, I'm having a great time."

"Even if we don't go to the hot springs, just having you by my side makes me feel better. Heheh, guess I'm a simple guy."

"Is it the hot spring or you that smells so sweet and delicious~?"

"I get so nervous and my heart can't stop beating when I'm with you…Oh God, did I just say that out loud? Maybe it's an effect of the hot spring."

"I feel like I'm healed just by being with you…Can I maybe hold your hand?"

"Truth is, I'm not ready for this vacation to end. I don't wanna be away from you…Before we return to the guild, do you think I could hold you one more time?"

"This eye mask feels great! I'm sure your eyes get tired from all that paperwork, I'll get a couple of these to take home with us."

"This is called a massage ball…Cooking all the time can make me really stiff, maybe I should get one of these."

"I really like this shoulder massage stick. It's supposed to be used like this. What do you think? Does it feel good?"

"Ooh! This cat pillow is super cute. I heard it gets warm when you snuggle with it. You can come by my room and touch it whenever you want."

"You want to lean on me? The way your begging is too cute."

"Your tired of walking? Lean on me if you like."

"Your body heat is more healing than the hot spring."

"I'm really glad you came with me on this vacation. With you by my side, my mind and body have never felt more relaxed."

"Your hands are nice and cold. I just got out of the hot spring so I'm burning up. They feel good on my body."

"How many times are you gonna touch me in a place like…that? It's a little weird right? I might be small but I'm still a man…"

"No, it's not that I don't like to be touched. It just makes me nervous…"

"Are you getting cold? I can lend you my Haori if you need it…..Or we could just cuddle…?"

"Huh, my cheeks are a little red? It's probably cause of the hot spring."

"The more time I spend with you, the less I want to ever leave."

"Wow! A cake! Thank you! It's freshly baked too! You know, I've always been more into baking than cooking."

"Haha, ahaha! I can't take any more! I'm covered in presents!"

(gift like) "Wow thank you! That's what I'm talking about, Emma! This gift is perfect!"

(gift like) "You are so amazing! You never fail to get me the best things!"

(gift normal) "Oh no, no, I can't take this."

(gift normal) "You took the time to pick this out for me? How can I not be happy?"

(gift dislike) "Oh, um…I'm sorry, I'm flattered… It's just…Haha, I dunno what to say…"

(gift dislike) "This is for me? I mean, of course I'll take it. Any gift from you is special, no matter what it is."

"When you look at me…What do you think of me? Do you see me as a man?"

"You don't have to return the favor, I just really wanted to get this for you."

"I'm a man. How can I not be conscious of it? Please don't do this with any of the other guys…"

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GRANDFLAIR : Rouge will only increase the debt while I'm gone, and Crow will destroy ruins again…Damn…My head hurts… CUIT : You're having a hard time too, Gran…I can't help but feel a kinship with you. Let's take a hot spring bath and get some rest.

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GRANDFLAIR : I'm thinking of buying a new knife for our kitchen. Any recommendations? CUIT : There's a great store in Dilettanto, if you'd like I can show you around sometime.

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CYRUS : You were very eagerly looking for a jar when we were in that souvenir shop. Perhaps…You also like jars..? CUIT : No, no, it's not that I like them. I was just looking for a jar for pickles…I'm sorry…

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CYRUS : Cuit, I was told you have brothers. Do you have a secret to communicating better with them? CUIT : Well…Maybe you can eat something tasty together? If you just relax, I'm sure conversation will flow easy.

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CUIT : I thought I'd been watching my diet…But, I've gained weight… FIDEL : You can't maintain your weight by just eating well, you know?

[angelbymadonna]

THE APPLE SISTERS!!

I actually drew the paper sketch AND the digital version of AJ before starting the other two, which is why she doesn't have shoulders because I only added shoulder to accommodate the neck adornments on the other two. Maybe I'll give her a bandana and some shoulders then post that, who knows.

Every one of these drawings was finished in one layer. at any given time during the process I had maybe two or three layers going, trying to make it blendy and cute. it was super fun trying to figure out the best strategy for adding a particular thing into the drawing, working on a later on top of the drawing, under the drawing, or on the same layer.

Apple Bloom's design is probably the one with the most thought into it. In the show, she wears a cute bow even though her siblings each opt to either block the sun or haul equipment, they're both very practical. I tried to lean into this and design her to look really fem and accessorized. She has her hair bow, but you'll notice it ties her mane into a practical ponytail. I think AJ would teach her to be smart, or maybe Granny or Rarity told her that long hair gets dirty if it touches her sweaty back all day. the shawl has a ribbon closure in order to match the bow, each item uses three shades of pink and some blending in order to achieve the look I want. I swapped out some of that loud pink for a pastel because this are very popular at the moment, I think she wants to look "coquette", because she's a middle schooler so that word means something to her. I also changed her yellow to have a more red tone, because the yellow coat on the show is obnoxiously green. She doesn't have the same facial markings as her sisters, but her profile makes her look like young Granny Smith from the show, what with her eye and muzzle shape.

For AJ, I love the shapes used in her hair in the show, so I kept the same shapes but I sealed out the cut for a nice short one because I thought it would look cute with the face I gave her. I think she'd cut it once a year so it's short in summer and long in winter. I added some lines into her hair as well, indicating a curly texture similar to Buttercup's in the show. Obviously this is not reflected in the shape of her hair, she has a mixture of curly and wavy hair. I changed her eyes after designing Apple Bloom because I wanted them to match the style, and they're prettier this way anyways.

Big Mac has curly orange hair in this drawing that's pretty much exactly like Buttercup, except cut short, so she probably got her hair cut on the same day as AJ. Granny used to do the haircuts until she lost too much of her sight and AJ started doing them until Bloom was old enough to take interest. The first haircut that Apple Bloom made was also the first one that Big Mac got as a girl. Apple Bloom also made a tiny bow for her harness/collar thing because I just wanted to draw one lol. I also gave Big Mac some emo bangs that kinda hide her eyes (and also I thought it was cute when @/camo-thy did it), which hints at her shy personality. I also think that she might get sensory issues from light, so the bangs help. Personally I'm the same way when I have bangs, and the hairs only trigger sensory issues if the ends are in certain spots.

[theresawritesstuff]

Prompt: “Baby I’m not even in a gown, I’m just in your shirt on the couch. The way you want me,makes me want you now”

For a prompt with so much potential, this one fought me. I wrote like three different versions before settling on this.

Midge lounged comfortably on the couch in one of Lenny's old button-downs, putting off her usual nightly routine in favor of editing her latest idea into her set.

It had been a busy week. Gigs all over town, a PTA carnival fundraiser she'd nearly forgotten about volunteering for, a photoshoot for Vanity Fair.

Lenny's schedule had been similarly hectic, cutting their alone time together unbearably short. 

However, to celebrate surviving the week, he'd promised her an evening of take out and television they'd probably talk over.

It was definitely the sort of evening they needed.

Just as she was starting to glance at the clock, she heard the key turn in the front door, followed by familiar footsteps.

"Sorry I'm late. They forgot the egg rolls."

"Not the egg rolls!" she lamented, half teasing.

Lenny chuckled from somewhere near the coat closet. "Don't worry, I went back for them."

Midge smiled, turning back to her notebook. "Yet another reason I love you. Ladies! Find yourself a man who double checks for the egg rolls."

She heard another laugh from the hall. "It wasn't an entirely selfless gesture but I'll take the credit. Working on a new set?"

"Trying to. I can't seem to get this final segue to mesh though."

"Want me to take a look?"

She studied the page in front of her, letting out a stubborn exhale.

"No, thanks though. I know I'll get it eventually, it's just…"

She looked up to see Lenny staring at her from the entryway.

"What?" she laughed.

He smirked softly, remembering himself. 

"Just admiring the outfit choice."

"Oh, right." She looked down at the shirt wrapped loosely around her. "Sorry it's not the most exciting look. I just needed something comfortable after today. I can go change."

He shook his head, dark eyes glinting lustfully as he meandered towards her. 

"Comfortable is good. I like comfortable. In fact…" He leaned in to press a heated kiss along her neck as he sat beside her, his hand trailing slowly up her thigh. "You should get more comfortable."

"Lenny!" Midge giggled, a bit surprised but not opposed to the advance.

"More than happy to offer my services in this endeavor," he husked in reply.

"You're ridiculous," she informed him, shaking her head affectionately.

He sat back just enough to arch an incredulous brow at her. "I'm ridiculous for finding your state of undress seductive?"

She gave him a helpless shrug.

"I'm just in your shirt. You've seen me in much prettier things than this. This isn't even a show corset under here."

His eyes raked downward curiously.

"The elusive dentist corset?"

She shook her head again.

"Too bad. I've been curious to see that one. Ah well," he sighed playfully, turning his attention back to lavishing the exposed skin near her clavicle.

"Lenny…"

He sat back to look at her more fully.

"Midge, you don't need the latest in lingerie for me to want you. I happen to find you wildly, irresistibly alluring just as you are."

She smirked slightly. "Is that so?" 

"Well the notebook and shirt combination is a real turn on if I'm being honest. But yes," he admitted.

"As long as I properly accessorized, I suppose." 

He moved from the couch to kneel in front of her, taking her hand as he looked into her eyes. "I know you pride yourself on always having the perfect outfit for the occasion. You're very good at it. I admire the skill. But to me this, you… are already perfect."

He reached to kiss her softy, adoringly, and Midge felt herself melt under his touch.

He pulled back, adding pointedly, "And also very funny. Have I mentioned how sexy it is that you are funny?"

She smiled, cradling his jaw upwards to meet her lips in a deeper embrace.

The way this man loved her, knew her…

"Show me what you've written so far?" he asked when they parted for air.

"Later," she breathed, swiftly recapturing his lips.

"Maybe you could read it to me. I can multitask," he suggested wolfishly, hands skimming up her thighs as he knelt between her legs.

"As tempting an offer as that is," she replied, pulling him up to the couch, straddling his lap, "the way you want me make me want you now."

[mercurygray]

same lil anon as before, i'm glad you haven't given up on them! i was wondering where they would land in the second season so it'll be interesting to see what you make of it :) and i'll definitely pop in on thursdays 👀

Introduction to Edith

three witnesses - Edith tells Godwin she saw Canute and Emma's wedding to look at me and think of conquest - Edith and Godwin discuss the plan to trick Aelfgifu a bird he meant to tame - Aelfgifu catches them in the corridor honest - Godwin discusses his feelings

Gonna think out loud a little bit here, Kind Anonymous Friend!

In the first series of drabbles, Godwin and Edith pretend to be lovers so that Edith can be a plausible source of inside information about Emma to feed to Aelfgifu. Edith wants to protect Emma - Godwin wants to help remove Aelfgifu so Canute will remain in his debt. These two don't initially like each other, but having to play at being in love means that over time they do eventually fall for each other. Both are from formerly disgraced noble houses, but while Godwin can parley that into positions of power, Edith still has very little she can count as hers - hardly a selling point for the always ambitious Godwin.

When Sven returns, he takes Aelfgifu away to Kattegat, leaving Emma to rule England in Canute's name alone, with the help of (still suspiciously helpful) Godwin.

This is where season 2 begins. HERE BE SPOILERS.

Godwin, in this short interval, has acquired a lover - one of Emma's ladies, Aelfwynn. Emma is always shown attended by two women, the other of whom is Gytha, Canute's niece, whom we met last season. We first see these women at mass, during which an eagle-eyed Godwin spots that the monk assisting with the eucharist has poisoned the bread meant for Emma. He saves the day, stopping the ceremony, pursing the man through town and later interrogating him, to no avail.

We later learn (or piece together) that Godwin engineered the assassination attempt - the monk was Aelfwynn's brother, and Godwin seduced Aelfwynn so he could later pin the suspicions around the plot on her. Emma, in her fervent desire to get to the truth, tortures the woman to death. Godwin, meanwhile, can now use the mask of a grieving lover and staunch supporter to guilt Canute into giving him the far greater prize of Gytha, putting him one step closer to the throne. (An argument can also be made that this is strategic on Canute's part.) Gytha, having listened to Aelfwynn's constant praise of Godwin, already loves him - but Emma's worked out what's going on and gives Gytha a ring from one of the other conspirators as a subtle warning to Godwin to watch his step.

So what to do with Edith? (The events of the second season are funny to me personally because the idea for Edith came from the second unnamed lady in waiting in Season 1 - and lo and behold, here is Godwin in Season 2 with her, albeit under a different name and wildly different circumstances. Several people messaged me about this. It was highly entertaining. )

As I mentioned, some time has elapsed between seasons 1 and 2, and Godwin needs time to get the wheels of his nefarious plan into motion. It doesn't seem outside his bounds to drop Edith in favor of a (younger? prettier?) Aelfwynn, and say (truthfully or no) that they had was always for pretend, and never meant anything. Edith is back where she started - hating Godwin, this time for abandoning her, and fiercely protective of Emma.

Agnarr is one of Emma's closest allies this season, so I could see Edith having a strong friendship with him. As Canute's closest lieutenant, Agnarr is predisposed to already be suspicious of Godwin, and this Edith business wouldn't help. I wonder if she'd pursue a new romantic entanglement, or leave that alone while still nursing her broken heart. She doesn't like Aelfwynn, for obvious reasons, but Aelfwynn, being new to court, probably doesn't know much about Edith's backstory with Godwin. Emma, of course, is as surprised as anyone to learn Edith is no longer in Godwin's favor.

That's all I've got, friend!