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mystolli · 2 years

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## . . . [ birthday bitch ] !!

𖦹︎ genre: smut

𖦹︎ w/c: 2.9k

𖦹︎ cw: afab! reader (no pronouns specified), aphrodisiacs, handjobs/fingering, praise/light degradation, creampie, overstim, squirting

𖦹︎ a/n: im sorry for being 3 days late to posting for my bby’s bday!! im so bad with deadlines guys … but anyways happy bday kaeya i am forever yours 🫶

[ 10:12 AM ]

your plan for kaeya’s birthday was simple enough. a party tonight, invitations sent to all the knights. jean, lisa, rosaria, even diluc. cake, balloons, presents…

but it was your job as his lover to add a little twist to pick things up.

as you explained to him your proposals for the night, kaeya kissed your cheek and wrapped his arm around your waist as you walked through the market. “it sounds lovely.”

“but I also have a little game for us to play,” you finished, smiling at him in a way he knew wasn’t meant to be as doting as your previous words.

“oh?”

from your pocket, you pulled out a small unassuming pill. “you enjoy competitions, don’t you?” your eyes sparkled. “this is an aphrodisiac.”

kaeya nodded, peering at the pill, a smirk on his lips. what did you have in store for him this time?

“so how about this:” you pulled him in close, whispering so anyone passing by couldn’t hear. “I give you this tonight, for the party. if you can’t make it through without needing to relieve yourself, no birthday sex for you. but if you do…” you tugged his collar a little bit in the way you knew he liked. “i’ll give you the best fuck of your life.”

he looked at you, surprise on his face, before he switched to his cocky grin. “it’s my birthday, isn’t it? shouldn’t I be the one making demands?” his features hardened into a combative grin. “but it’s a deal.”

[ 5:48 PM ]

everything was going according to plan. streamers were hung in the party area, glasses of wine and champagne circled the area, and dim lighting coating the room with a cozy feel. kaeya stood by the island table, flipping a coin absentmindedly as he waited for you to finish getting ready.

he heard the pattering of your feet and turned to greet you with a suave smile. “dear, the guests will be here any second…” he stopped mid sentence to marvel in your beauty, eyes growing wide as his confident facade slipped away in the sight of his love. you finished clasping the necklace he had given you for a special occasion around your neck, fixing your hair and straightening your clothes. “sorry I’m late, I was rushing—” you paused, watching his eyes take you in from top to bottom with something hazy in his gaze.

“you look ravishing,” he finally spoke, pulling you in once you were close enough. “angels pray to look like you.”

you blushed a bit, containing your composure by placing the pill in his palm. “maybe it’ll be some more incentive for you to lose tonight.”

he rolled his eyes, popping the pill back with a swig of wine. “you’re almost too much to bear, making me suffer so much on my birthday.”

“well, if you keep your dick in your pants for the next two hours, we’ll see who’s suffering tonight.”

he opened his mouth to retort before there was a knock at the door, to which you smiled at him coyly, walking away to greet the first guest of the night.

kaeya shook his head, an amused expression on his face as he sipped from his glass again. he listened to you greet the visitors, wondering if maybe this wasn’t the best idea for his own sake.

[ 6:56 PM ]

this was definitely not the best idea for him.

a challenge that seemed easy in retrospect had greatly undermined him. he had obviously underestimated the strength of the pill, the ache in his pants, and his darling doll that seemed to be purposefully riling him up at this point.

the party had been wonderful so far. it was easy for him to take shots with lisa and rosaria, engage in discussion with jean and some of the other knights, and even work up some conversation between him and diluc. the first half of the party had been a breeze, tricking him into thinking the rest would be too. but he noticed his palms began to sweat. his cheeks were heavily hued, his body almost overwhelmingly hot. suddenly the gossip wasn’t loud enough to distract him from his thoughts, the alcohol not strong enough to stop him from looking at you across the room. and it wasn’t long before he had to hide behind the counter, readjusting his pants to hide the tent he could now barely conceal. he slapped himself lightly a few times.

get your head in the game. only an hour left to go.

he could win this. he just needed to get his mind off of things. unfortunately, you had other plans.

you knew kaeya well enough to tell he was struggling. the others around couldn’t sense anything was off, but you knew he was cracking. he was right where you wanted him.

you walked over to the counter he was conveniently hiding his lower half behind. your breath ghosted over the shell of his ear, fingers dancing on his arms. “sure you don’t want to give in yet?”

he looked away, peering at the guests to make sure none of them were watching. “why would I? I’m doing great.”

“really?” you crept under his arm, pushing yourself in front of him to brush your ass against his crotch.

he groaned a bit, looking back at the guests. “shit baby, don’t do this to me right now.”

“what, scared you’re going to lose?”

“you’re acting all high and mighty now, but an hour from now things will be very different for you,” he watched as you sent an innocent smile to a passing knight. “you might even be begging on your hands and knees for me to touch you.”

he lightly moved you away from him to release the friction you were building on his groin, blocking all the thoughts trying to break the dam and let a flood in.

“well, not if you don’t make it to the next hour.” you shot back to his comment, grinning.

“my, someone’s feeling bratty today.” kaeya raised his eyebrows at you, flipping his coin in the air and catching it with a quick hand. “we’ll have to fix that, won’t we?” he strode away, taking his wine glass with him.

as unbearable as this was for kaeya (no matter how much he tried to hide it), it was nearly torture for you as well. even though you hadn’t taken an aphrodisiac, watching him fidget with his slender hands and cross his ankles had you thinking of things you weren’t meant to at a birthday party. this whole situation was getting you worked up too, to the point where you eyed the clock every few minutes, waiting with baited breath for the hand to hit eight.

[ 7:32 PM ]

kaeya was seriously worried he might not be able to make it through the next half hour.

he found it to be abhorrent that he couldn’t even make it a full two hours on this pill, but it was starting to etch itself into the recesses of his mind. he excused himself to the bathroom more than once, only to splash water on his face or take a breather. he always made it quick, knowing your watchful eyes would interpret his absence as something else.

finally, things were picking up when they cut the cake, and kaeya almost felt relief knowing it soon would be coming to an end. this truly was a different kind of suffering. every time he thought of what he would do once the guests were gone, all kinds of images and ideas started crawling through him and he had to use the bathroom again to refocus.

meanwhile, you had to remind yourself to keep your eyes off of kaeya. because the longer you stared at him, the more you noticed his red tinted skin, the way his eyes looked clouded as if he was thinking of something else, and soon you were unconsciously pressing your thighs together.

when the clock struck 7:49, kaeya made sure his efforts to look tired were notice. maybe it was rude that he was trying to trick his friends into leaving, but he couldn’t stand this anymore. he knew in the next fifteen minutes, his composure would shatter and he would lose the challenge.

the first pair of knights left at 7:52, wishing him a happy birthday as he raised his glass at them in a thank you. slowly, a few more trickled out, and a few after that. diluc handed him a large box, conservatively wrapped, before he bid the two of you good night. kaeya’s heartbeat began to pick up, noting the last few guests in sight.

[ 8:00 PM ]

at 8:00, only lisa, jean and one last knight of favonius remained.

kaeya’s foot tapped anxiously, his hands shaking a bit around his glass. he wasn’t going to make it.

but to his luck, lisa and jean kissed the two of you on the cheeks, thanking you for the lovely evening. together they dragged out the last knight (who was almost too drunk to stand) and let the door shut softly behind them.

you turned the lock, letting the silence wrap around the two of you.

when you turned, kaeya looked like a fucking animal in heat. his tie strewn, the top of his shirt unbuttoned, eyes filled with a piercing lust. almost immediately he was on you, pushing you up against the door and locking your lips with his messily.

you let out a muffled sound in surprise, but fell into the softness of his mouth. he kissed you until he couldn’t breath, letting his hands finally wander up your body the way they’d been itching to all night long.

when he finally broke away, you slipped out from his embrace, walking towards the direction of the bedroom. but he grabbed you by your waist, letting you topple onto his lap on the couch.

he grabbed your hips, guiding them up and down against his erection.

you gasped, grabbing the pillow beside his head. “kaeya, l—let’s at least get to the bed—”

“no—fuck—I can’t wait anymore,” he groaned. “I’m sorry darling, but I can’t hold out for a single minute longer. do you know what hell you just put me through?”

you laughed a little bit. “archons, you’re needy. I thought you could at least wait to open presents.”

“you owe me something first.” he replied, letting his hips fall into a comfortable rhythm with yours. but soon the stimulation wasn’t enough, and he pulled you off of him and let you sink beside his body, already sheened with light sweat.

“touch me,” he almost demanded.

“well, that’s no way to speak to your saving grace.” you huffed, even though your hands were fighting to not do what he was asking.

“I’m not going to beg, babe.” he grinned at you. “birthday boy’s wishes, right?”

you let your fingers roam his abdomen, slipping down to palm at his bulge. he let out a sigh, too desperate to tease you. as you continued, you slipped off your clothes until you were left with only your panties on, a spot of dampness on them already clear. you unbuckled kaeya’s belt and pulled down his dress pants before slipping your fingers in the waistband of his boxers, letting them fall.

kaeya cursed under his breath, so relieved he couldn’t even speak. you felt as though you’d messed with him enough tonight—and it was his birthday.

you wrapped your hand around his erect cock, moving up and down his shaft. you collected the beads of precum, smearing them around his length as he fucked himself into your fist. every once and a while you’d swipe the slit of his tip, letting those cascades of breathy moans and your name fall out of his mouth. his head was tilted back, his arm covering his forehead as his hips bucked. you knew him well enough to know he was close, so you quickened your pace. to your surprise, he grabbed your wrist, stopping your movements. “what are you—?”

“mmph—fuck, c’mere.” he pulled you closer next to him, slipping his fingers down your panties to rub at your neglected bud.

you gasped as he let your slick collect on his fingers. “kaeya, it’s your birthday, I was trying to focus on you.”

“then I guess you don’t know how much I adore this pretty pussy of yours,” he replied, slipping your undergarments off fully. “now keep stroking me, sweetheart.”

you obliged, letting out little breaths and moans as kaeya’s slender fingers prodded their way into your hole. he leaned in closer, kissing along your jaw as his sinfully skilled hands made your legs shake a little. your hand continued to pump his cock just the way he liked, the heat of lust between the two of you palpable in your stares. “hah—baby, you’re doing so good for me,” he whispered.

“I thought you—mmph—told me I was gonna be on my hands and knees, begging for you to touch me,” you slurred.

“did I? well, things have changed. I forgot what a pretty thing you are to play with.” his body seized as you gave him a particularly pressured touch to his slit.

“ah, kaeya—” your hips bucked as he circled your clit with his thumb. “please, kaeya, please let me cum—!”

“and you said I was the desperate one, huh? didn’t take too much to have you begging like a slut.” he grinned, feeling his orgasm approaching.

his teasing ignited a different kind of desire in you. your hand stopped on his shaft and he sputtered in protest as you pulled yourself out from his grip. slowly, you lined yourself up, his tip nestling itself at your entrance before you sank down. the two of you let out twin moans as you wrapped you arms around his neck, leaning into him for support. he gripped the plushness of your thighs as you steadied yourself. “ah, so you’re an unpredictable slut now.” he noticed the way you tightened around him at his words, smirking.

you began to bounce on his cock with a squeal, kaeya’s grip strengthening on you. it didn’t take long for you to cum, since you’d been oh so close previously. you gushed around him as he toyed with your clit to help you ride out your high. the sight of your cum leaving a ring around the base of his dick made kaeya’s coil snap as he came too.

“look m-me in the eyes, angel,” he groaned, snapping you out of the drunkenness from your high. he smiled as you pulled in closer, your chests touching as you felt the heat of his cum pool through you.

“that’s my sweet thing,” he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and held your face in his palm. “so good to me on my birthday.”

he kissed your fingers and gave you a look equally as lustful as before. “but you gave me that pill, didn’t you? and I’m still not satisfied. so you think you can give me another?”

you nodded and he grinned, replacing his hands on your ass. you began to bounce again, crying out from the stimulation of his dick hitting all the right places. this angle was simply ecstasy, the way your clit kissed his pelvis and his cock brushed your cervix. it wasn’t long before the knot in your stomach twisted until it couldn’t anymore, and you came again. but kaeya didn’t stop.

he held your hips and guided you up and down with his own strength as you nearly sobbed from how overstimulated you were. he slapped your ass lightly a few times, purring about how good you were, cumming on his cock and still taking more.

“kaeya, kaeya—!” your cried, unable to even think of any other words. “m’ gonna cum again—”

he groaned deeply, watching his length disappear into you thrust after thrust.

“slow down—!” you squealed. “feels weird—m’ gonna, ah!” was all you managed to form before your eyes fluttered, completely dumbed down by kaeya’s dick.

“that’s right baby, make a mess for me, let it out.” he cooed in your ear.

the heat of your body skated through you as you squirted, crying out while your juices splattered onto his abdomen and both of your thighs.

his movements stuttered as he stared at your aftermath with wide eyes. the sight of you squirting on him, tears streaming down your cheeks was enough to have him cumming again, his voice strained and body almost erratic.

the two of you heaved breaths for a moment before you leaned into his chest, head foggy as he wiped the tears from your cheeks. though the scene was erotic, the warmth you both felt was anything but. it was tight strings of love, wrapping their way around each other until you were locked in close, tenderness dripping down the thread like it was doused in syrup.

“you never cease to amaze me, my darling.” he whispered, stroking your hair as you nuzzled into him and placed a kiss on his lips.

“happy birthday kaeya.”

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ladymarycrawley · 1 year

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Waiting for you - John Stones

Request: Cockwarming with john please!!

Warning: smut but a sweet one, giving John the welcome back home he deserves

Tag list: @masonxomount @prideofpd @johnstonesfc @stonesyy

(gif by @sendinthehuskies )

The hardest part of your boyfriend’s job was the the amount of time he was asked to stay away from his loved ones to play away games, both with England and with City. This time he was calleed up by Southgate to represnt his country and you had to stay home looking after your newborn baby girl, Iris Lyla.

John told you he would supposedly be back home in the afternoon, making the the wait kind of unbearable, as it always felt as if he left a lot of time ago and you missed him every single minute of the day. You missed the sound of his loud laughter echoing through the house, the way he would make fun of you even for the smallest things, annoying you to death.

You missed his cuddles, the way he would hug you from behind while you were at the stove cooking something or him cradling your baby girl in his strong arms. She looked even more tiny in her dad's arms and that was your favourite sight in the world.

It was nearly 5 pm and you were trying to lull your baby to sleep when the sound of some keys turning in the lock resonated through the empty house. You winced a bitat the sound which meant he was finally home.

His tall figure popped behind the door frame of your bedroom, surprising you while you were busy with your mama duties. You waved your hands in each other's direction, careful not to disturb the baby or else she would have started crying, making all your efforts vain.

Is it necessary to say you were eager to go and jump on him? No, that was the only thing you had been waiting for so you hoped your girl would close her eyes as soon as possible.

She looked so peaceful as she slowly let sleep take over her. It was as if she felt her dad was back so nothing bad could happen as long as her hero was there with her. You put her in her cot and smiled, before giving a kiss on her forehead and turning on the baby monitor while you and John were busy with each other.

As you left her room, you walked towards your bedroom where John was waiting for you, sat on your big and comfy bed scrolling through his phone.

“Hello mama” He dropped the phone on his side, resting his weight on his hands that were placed behind his back.

You walked the little distance that kept you away from him to stand between his parted legs. The way he looked at you right into your eyes caused goosebumps to form all over your skin.

A sincere smile appeared on your lips as you let your fingers find those perfect curls once again.

His hands, on his part, found his way under your thin cotton dress resting on your bum.

"Hello dada"

He was still looking at you, his chin tilted upwards to study your features. That nickname made his smile grow even wider as you ran your thumb over his lower lip.

You haven't been apart that long but the distance definitely affected you, wven more so now that you were a mother.

"I missed you so much"

He looked so perfect, even more than when he left you for the international break.

His stubble almost reached the perfect lenght so you could definitely say the man of your dreams was right in front of you.

"Stop being this sentimental" He grumbled with a smirk, knowing full well you weren’t the kind of person to admit her feelings so openly.

"That's true! I missed my favourite pain in the arse ever"

"That's my adorable girlfriend" He giggled, pressing his soft lips against yours. The feeling of his mouth gently moving over yours was an indescribable feeling, as if all stars were aligned.

You couldn’t have imagined a better welcome-back-home ceremony for him than to jump in his arms and kiss him until all your clothes fell to the floor and you made love to each other.

Since the birth of your daughter the moments of love you would share were too little, they became kind of rare and obviously you missed them.

Maybe you could have seized the moment as Iris was sound asleep now.

Maybe because of your pregnancy hormones still in your system, maybe because of how hot, much more than usual, your man looked adding to that all the time you’ve been spending apart the last few months mainly due both to your newborn plus your post pregnancy recovery and to John’s schedule, the only thing on your mind was to make him feel your love. Now you were together and that was the most relevant thing.

As you had the opportunity to notice during the games you followed on tv, your daughter’s dad looked even more handsome than when he left for St. George’s Park: the stubble a bit longer, gracing the outline of his face flawlessly, even more than you remembered of, was calling for your lips to kiss it and you didn't have to think it twice. There was like a magnet attracting your mouth to his jaw, starting to gently suck on it as well as leaving little kisses.

John hummed in content as he was clearly enjoying your unexpected attention.

The long sleeved white undershirt he wore during the game against Ukraine highlighted his upper body perfectly, as his six pack and his muscles were all in the right place.

The moment your mind went back to that view you saw on tv and your hands began running over his toned chest, under his sweatshirt, an uncontrollable whimper left your mouth and caused goosebumps to firm on John's skin.

"Did you miss me?" He whispered in a clear attempt to tease you.

"God yes" You sighed loudly "I need you"

The England midfielder squeezed your butt as your mouth was still busy kissing every inch of his skin and your fingers were gently tugging at his curls that were simply perfect.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes John, I can't go on another minute without having you all to me. I've been feeling kinda deprived this last period"

The slight hint of frustration in your voice made John chuckle, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Like dick deprived?”

“Yes and there’s nothing to laugh about! A girl has her needs”

“Who am I to say no to my girl’s needs?” At his remark you blushed a little as John nuzzled his nose against your cheek.

“Didn’t you miss me?” You pouted, breathing his scent.

“Of course I missed you…I’ve been dreaming about you wearing some sexy lingerie all nights” The breathy voice he made his confession with caused that familiar knot at the pit of your stomach to form, an effect his voice combined with his touch would usually provoke. A little moan fell out of your lips hearing him telling you about his dream.

"I still feel a little bloated so wearing hot lingerie is off the table for now"

"You look amazing so shut that little mouth of yours" John cupped your face with his hand so he could kiss your lips without having to hear about your useless, in his opinion, complaints.

"Well, you'll have to help me shut it up"

"If you scream my name you'll be okay. That's the only thing you're allowed to say"

"I can't even scream about how good you are?" You purred in his ear, nipping at his lobe.

John hissed, letting you know how hard he was for you by pushing his erection against stomach, with his hands pinned at either side of your head to balance his weight over your body.

"Y/N"

"Yes?"

"I want you"

The control he had over you was among the things you have been missing the most. The way he would sensually whisper into your ear while you were putty in his hands. The best feeling ever.

You couldn’t help but whimper when you felt that tide of emotion overwhelming you like a tsunami.

As John kept on leaving kisses over your face and neck he slid into you in a gentle but firm manner, leaving you open mouthed, your head tilted back deep in the pillow.

"How does it feel? How are you feeling?" His questions, that were meant to be something caring, came out as something that turned you on even more thanks to his husky voice.

"Oh so good" You breathed with your eyes wide shut and your head arched back. John smiled mischievously, leaving a peck on your chin tilted upwards.

Your boyfriend started moving into you with his sweet moves, hitting all the right places thanks to the perfect movement of his pelvis.

"Don't stop" You didn’t know where to put your hands: between his soft hair or let them travel down his perfect, broad back? He was too much to take but he was all yours, nobody could have spoiled that moment nor taken him away from you.

"I love you" You moaned as his thrusts got deeper and faster, lust and passion being the dominant emotions now.

"I love you too" He groaned, pressing his face into your neck.

When you reached your climax, John followed soon after as his main purpose was to make you feel good and bring heaven to you. When his throaty moans filled the room together with your breathy ones you knew he reached his high too, giving you that long awaited feeling of love and pleasure you both had been missing.

His dashing body collpased over yours as he was trying to catch his breath. The warmth he was radiating and the feeling of his chest raising and falling made your heart burst with love, it could have exploded at any given moment. You tickled the nape of his neck with your fingertips while pressing little kisses over his shoulder.

"Welcome back home, Stones"

"Thanks" He giggled, leaving a kiss on your forehead.

John was still deep into you, enjoying the way your body wrapped around him so perfectly.

As much as you loved having sex with him, the aftercare always had a special place in your heart: it was something that made your bond even stronger as you loved cuddling him while basking in the warmth of his body.

His body weight wasn’t crashing you but it was applying a gentle pressure that made you feel all his love and closeness.

Neither of you wanted to break the spell your bodies have created so he stayed there, deep into you relaxing under your gentle touch and cuddles.

“How have you been doing?” Your boyfriend asked as his voice came out muffled, as a resulting from the position his head was in, against your pillow. His nose tickling the spot under your jaw together with his lips caused you to shiver a little.

“Good…but we missed daddy a lot”

“Who missed me more? Mummy or Iris?”

“Iris of course”

“Mhh well, mummy seemed kinda needy for daddy” He sniggered, biting his lower lip.

“Stop flattering yourself, it was just the hormones controlling me”

"You know I don't like it when you touch these things" You explained him, a bit bothered.

Out of instinct, you moved his hand away from your skin. He looked up at you with a questioning look, as if he was surprised with your gesture.

The England International rolled his eyes and, in order to distract you, connected his lips to your neck to start leaving a trail of kisses from there down to your collarbone, ending between your breasts.

“Yeah sure…” He chuckled, lifting your thigh to place it around his waist. "...I know what a little slut you are" Then, he brought his fingertips closer to the stretch marks adorning your inner thighs as well as part of your hips, where love handles were. Those signs on your skin weren't exactly something you were proud of, you even searched how to get rid of them, thinking about relying on surgery too so you didn't like when John touched them on purpose.

"Are you still using that stretch marks lotion?"

"Yes" You rolled your eyes as the hint of know-it-all attitude in his voice annoyed you a little. He just wanted to be thoughtful towards you and the delicate condition you were in and you knew that but you couldn’t hide the fact that his question felt like an intrusion, even though you shared almost everything with him.

"Don't roll your eyes at me" John scolded you playfully, trying to sound as serious as possible.

You jokingly pushed him off your body so you were now laying completely over him, your hair falling over his face as your lips were busy leaving multiple kisses over his plumpy ones, curved in a smirk.

"Or what?"

"Or I'll get out of this bed"

His hands were slowly running back and forth over your back. He knew how much you loved him moving his fingers that way, his touch feeling as light as a feather. The way his fingertips were dancing over your skin, tracing all sort of patterns, was the most relaxing thing ever to you.

“We haven’t shared a good cuddle in a while, huh?”

"That little lady is making us work like crazy" You muttered with a smile, the absorbed smile meaning you were getting lost into the perfection of his features. Your fingers were massaging the little creases on his face gently, counting the freckles and the moles dotting it one by one. When your thumb passed on to massage the spot between his eyebrows, to flatten the small wrinkles there, he relaxed a bit more, sighing.

"She's a little attention seeker just like her mum" He murmured back, moving his lips to try and kiss your hand.

"Oi!"

John smirked, his fingertips still running absentmindedly down your spine.

"I missed cuddling in bed naked with you"

He moved the two strands of hair cascading down your face and over his behind your ears.

"Let's say you just missed having me naked in bed with you, you can say that"

You giggled against his hot skin, leaving a playful bite over his shoulder.

"You have to be honest, you're staying with me only because of my body"

"Stop it"

"Well, I'm literally inside you so"

Shyness got the upper hand over you so you hid your now red face in the crook of his neck. In response he placed a kiss on the spot right behind the shell of your ear, giggling at your embarassed reaction.

"You're an idiot" You mouthed with a muffled voice against the pillow he was resting his head on. He slapped your bum playfully as you moaned as a sign of protest.

"Is she still sleeping?"

You glanced at the baby monitor once again before nodding to him.

"Good. So we still have some time" He muttered in between pecking your lips. Your smile didn't show any signs of disappearing as you were really, really happy. You couldn’t stop smiling as the love of your life was finally back into your arms, relaxing next to you or, better put, under you.

John lifted your right leg too so they were both wrapped around his middle.

The way his bright eyes were shining with happiness mixed with a couple of rebellious curls falling on his forehead and with his lips, was making you feel kind of high. He was having the same effect of a drug on you, that was crazy.

His eyes were looking right through your soul and sent a shiver down your spine that made you arch your back.

"You're so beautiful" He breathed out as he attached his lips to your right nipple.

A needy moan left your mouth, stimulating John's cock to get harder again. A deep Fuck left his mouth when he felt your walls clenching around him

He pushed your arms above your head so he could intertwine your fingers with his to start moving into you with deep, sensuous thrusts. At the moment he began moving into you a little cry could be heard coming from the baby monitor.

What a timing she has.

You tried to ignore her as John kept on moving.

As he filled you perfectly with his pushes, his upper body came in contact with your mouth so you thought it was a good idea to mark him as yours, sucking on his neck.

Iris' cry got louder but you were in heaven and the last thing you wanted was to interrupt all of that.

"Faster please, gotta go" You moaned, scratching his nape now that he set your hans free.

The City defender picked up the peace as a loud groan from him filled the room. What was meant to be another lovely, romantic sex session soon turned into a quickie so you could go and check on your daughter.

Following your instructions, John thrusted into you faster gripping at the headboard of the bed tighter as you did the same holding onto his back.

Once you were done and your second orgasms hit you again, he pulled out from you with an hiss, leaving his hot cum dripping out of your pussy.

"Fuck" You panted, making your man smirk, pleased with the result.

"Stay here, I'm going to take her" He left a quick peck on your forehead and swiftly got his boxers on to go and check on his baby.

Fuck, how much I did miss him fucking me this good.

He got back holding Iris in his arms that seemed to make her look even smaller than she actually was.

"Daddy's princess isn't happy at all" He pouted looking at her watery eyes.

"Aww baby what's wrong?" You cooed, imitating his pout and opening your arms to welcome her. "Have you seen who's back?"

She was clearly hungry by now and the clock on the bedside table striking 7pm confirmed that.

"Shit, she must be hungry"

You lowered the bed sheet wrapped around your chest to start feeding Iris.

"Your mother was about to make you starve only because she was thirsty for dad…" He ironically stated as he kept his sight on your baby eating.

"John!!" You raised your voice a little, clearly bothered with his line.

He giggled as he got the effect he wanted and pressed a kiss on your shoulder.

"Don't make me feel like I'm a bad mum" You whined, setting your look on your baby and caressing her chubby legs with the tip of your thumb.

"If you were, I wouldn't have said it like that. You managed to take care of a newborn for almost 2 weeks all by yourself, you aren't a bad mum at all"

Those words made you feel better, as if a little warm flame came alive to wrap your heart with the love you were surrounded by. You couldn’t be thankful enough for your little family.

You smiled contentedly and abandoned your head against John's shoulder, as you were sitting between his legs using his chest as a backrest.

"Will you cook dinner tonight, won't you?"

Your boyfriend groaned and glared at you "All of this to trick me into cooking, right?"

If the expression on his face was all about the annoyance of cooking, yours was the opposite, as it was quite happy and satisfied. The playful bickering between you two was among the endless list of things you had been missing during those days apart.

With one arm holding your baby girl, you bent the other backwards to brush your fingers against his cheek.

"I'm tired, I've been dealing with your princess for two weeks all by myself" You justified yourself, quoting his previous words.

He sighed and got up from the bed.

"Okay, you're playing the card of the tired and abandoned girlfriend now"

"Me?? How -"

John shut you up by pressing his lips against yours before leaving the room.

"Later we'll try those baby massages the doctor showed us!" You shouted at him from the other side of the house

He stopped in the middle of the stairs to let out a huff, with a half smile and scratching his neck. He was happy to be home but couldn’t his dad duties waiti a little more?

"Can I go back to training already?"

“You should have thought about it 9 months ago, darling!”

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theaceandaroadvocacyproject · 7 months

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ASAW Pride Chats

February is a special month, as it includes Aromantic Spectrum Awareness Week! We’ll leave the server open from Sunday, February 18 at 10am Eastern to 11:59pm Eastern Saturday, February 24. (That’s 3 PM GMT Sunday through 5 AM GMT Saturday)

Although it is ASAW, we welcome anyone, aro or not, to join us. Also, you can obviously feel free to expand beyond the topics posted each day – this is meant as a useful starting point.

Request to join the server here.

#aromantic #aro #asaw24

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cool about it. || myg

no. 1: tell myself one day i'll forget about it

predebut/debut!yoongi x female idol

summary: kanako is an established idol with a growing career and a secret relationship with a producer from her label, haneul. when she’s asked to work with yoongi and rm to create a track for her, she gains unexpected feelings for a certain upcoming rapper. with her increasing fame, her controlling boyfriend, a set of six boys who seem to have grown an attachment to her, and a new boy who’d give her the world, how will she figure out a way to balance it all?

(definitely inspired by boygenius)

word count: 2.9k

genre: ANGST, friends(?) to lovers, slow burn

overall warnings: toxic relationship (not w/myg), verbal abuse, mentions of alcohol

notes: this is my first body of work ive ever posted on tumblr. as you can see from the warnings, it’s pretty heavy and that theme will linger for a while. i wrote this while recovering from an abusive relationship i was trying to heal from and never intended to publish it but i feel I’m in a better place to continue it. I hope you guys like it. not a rough draft but definitely feels like it lmao.

Updated note: like I said above, this is my first official body of work. this story is very very flawed with probably so many plot holes and errors. this was my first time writing in YEARS. clearly some parts are self-indulgent and i wasn’t the best storyteller or writer or editor lmfao. i basically skimmed the chapters before publishing so excuse the big mistakes for my piece of mind and so i can sleep at night ♥️ok enjoy

inspo song: cool about it by boygenius

JANUARY 17TH, 2012, 5:12 PM.

The air was thin, dry, and coated with frost. The tip of my nose kissed with a small blush from the biting cold, I attempted to warm it up by pressing my palm to it. Of course it’s no use, as the weather doesn’t spare anyone. I bring both hands to my coat pockets and walk towards the building doors, one street lamp after another. There’s a slight flurry today but I try to romanticize it rather than hate it like I usually do. I’m the stereotypical person who gets hit with S.A.D every year as the daylight gets shorter by month and windows get frostier by day. I bring my hand up to the door handle, opening it swiftly to get inside the heated structure.

It’s mid evening so I still have work to do. I head towards the studio where I’m expected, and of course, late. Bang PD had told me I would be working with some trainees/idols-to-be. I signed both of them on as producers, but I think by next year I’ll be rounding them up for a group.

The man had a tendency to be cryptic, so whatever he knew about this supposed new K-pop group he was forming, I had no idea. I take a deep breath before opening the door to the studio. I never liked meeting new people and first impressions were something I had an unusual amount of anxiety for. I plant a smile on my face and twist the knob, seeing three bodies sitting casually on individual chairs, turning around.

“Ah, Kanako,” Bang PD stands up, and I bow quickly. I haven’t yet met the eyes of the two boys sitting on the other chairs, and I wait for an introduction.

“This is Kanako, you two. Kanako, this is Suga and RM.” He says, and my head follows where he points his fingers. They smile sheepishly, obviously as anxious as I was which made me feel slightly better. We bow as a group quickly and I let out a small huhaha that’s meant to be a laugh but it sounds more like a sigh. Bang PD’s hand floats over my back, leading me to the chair behind the boys. The distance is sort of awkward.

We all take a seat and Bang PD clears his throat, shuffling with some papers.

“So, this is going to be a slight trial run. We’re in the midst of your new album,” PD-nim faces me, “And I thought it might be good to have some new minds create a track for you. We had a song brainstorming, Kanako.” He says and passes me the paper with lyrics on it. The song title is Full Moon.

I read the lyrics and they’re more sensual than I expected. I assumed that’s what was happening with this album as I expressed I wanted to steer away from the whole ‘girl next door’ facade I had going on. I had already been named South Korea’s little sister, so the implications and expectations people had of me was something I felt rubbing off on myself. I couldn’t let myself fall into that, I knew that much.

As I get done reading the lyrics I nod, “This is great. You got a beat for me?” I say confidently.

Suga, which I assume that’s his stage name, turns around and presses a few keys before clicking on a track. The beat is almost mystical, like a foggy night. There’s a guitar that flutters throughout the song and I find myself humming the lyrics, trying to place them where I think they belong.

RM smiles as he hears me, “That’s how we were thinking it’d go too.” I reply with a grin and we all bob our heads as I sing. There’s a few blanks that I couldn’t figure out, but I love the overall feeling the song is.

“We thought of putting a rap verse in,” Suga says. “Of course.” I reply, since every K-pop song seems to have a rap verse.

“We thought the rapper should be female, just to fit the sensuality of it.” Bang PD says and I let out a small laugh. Sensuality. That seems to be all it is, most of the time. I’ll explain later.

My lips part slightly to release a small sigh, and I fiddle with my fingers, moving up to itch the back of my neck. “How about you, Suga?” I ask. The boy turns around in his spinny chair, his posture curved. “Uh,” He looks to Bang PD, “I don’t see why not.” PD-nim nods slowly, almost thinking to himself.

“That…could work.” he mumbles and gestures towards me. “Why don’t you go inside there and we’ll see how it all works out.” And I nod, heading into the recording room.

JANUARY 17TH, 2012, 8:52 PM. It’s been nearly four hours we’ve been in the studio, and I lay back in my chair as Yoongi finishes his verse. “I think that one was it.” he says through the mic. Everyone looks towards me, “What do you think, Kanako? Was that it?” PD-nim asks, as if I was the one demanding we be here for nearly four hours. Yoongi, whose name I learned by RM and his casual calling of him, was the one assuring us we needed to do one take after the other. But for some reason, he only asked me to do very little takes when it came to my verses.

“Y-Yes, that was great. I think it’s good to call it a night.” I say, and RM gives the go to Yoongi which has him entering back into the studio. There is a subtle curiosity I get when looking at Yoongi, his mysterious and quiet demeanor made me want to know more. Is that too soon to think? I shouldn’t even have those thoughts.

His rapping was undeniably good and it made me want to hear it over and over again. And over and over and over and over. Fuck.

Everyone picks up their things and I reach for my coat until Yoongi grabs it for me.

“Oh, thank you.” I smile and our fingertips graze each others as he passes my coat to me, causing a small hiccup in my stomach. We all bow to each other goodbye and I head out to my dorm, seeing the two boys heading into the other direction where the trainees' dorms were. I feel a sense of excitement, hoping I get to work with them again. With him again.

I hear a voice behind me that makes me jump, “Hi honey.” the voice says. I turn around to see another producer, except this one was my boyfriend. I look around quickly to make sure the boys and Bang PD were out of sight before swinging my arms around him. I snuggle my face in his neck, trying to keep my balance since I’m on my tip-toes. I can smell his Calvin Klein cologne that’s been stuck on him since I’ve known him. It’s almost his natural scent at this point.

I’ve been dating Haneul for nine months, all months being an absolute secret. He was the one who urged me to keep us a secret, and I obeyed. I wanted him, needed him, to the point I’d do anything for him. As long as I was his I would do anything. Most days I would only think of him, how can I please him, how can I make him happy? How could I change myself to be the girl of his-

“I heard you were recording with Yoongi and Namjoon today.” He says, his embrace loosening. His body morphs back from leaning down to hug me, to standing straight up. He towers over me, looking me in the eyes. I can already sense what he’s feeling. He’s not controlling, he’s just worried. (I know what it looks like.)

I look down to my shoes, “Yes but it was just working. Nothing weird.” I whisper. His hand trails to my chin, lifting it softly. “Are you lying?” He asks. (He’s not usually like this, he’s just protective.)

“No, Haneul. I promise. I only want you.” I say as I meet his eyes nervously. I feel his fingers let go of my chin and he smiles. “I love hearing you say that.” He says. I attempt to laugh to break the tension but it doesn’t help. Sometimes he makes my stomach drop in a way I can’t explain, in a way where if I really thought about it, I’m sure it’d make me feel horrible. (What else is he going to think when you’re alone in a room with three men, it’s not his fault. It’s yours. Why did you wear this skirt today? Why did you thank Yoongi for giving you your coat? Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.)

Haneul reaches down to peck my cheek, trailing kisses down my jaw and neck. My eyesight gets cloudy and I manage to forget about that pit in my stomach. It’s just us. Just him and me, forever. And he wants me right now. That’s all I need. For someone to want me like I want him. His lips graze my collarbone before sucking for a moment and letting go. “Just wanted to remind you.” He teases, and I smile. (This is good. I deserve this.)

My hand travels to my collarbone where the slight pinkness of a hickey lies, “Hopefully this doesn’t get any worse.” I joke. His eyes darken, “Maybe it’ll give those boys a reminder that you’re mine.” He says. (He still thinks something happened. He was in a bad relationship before me, he just needs to heal. I promise.)

“I should go. Someone might see.” I say before snaking my hand to caress his. He interlocks our fingers and gives me a soft smile. He slowly moves his fingers up to my face once again, this time planting his lips on mine. It’s aggressive, heated, making me inch a little backwards so I’ve almost met the wall. He’s always like this. Gripping my hair so he can control the way my head moves, moving so quickly I can barely keep up. He loves control. He feeds off of it. I know he likes that he towers over me, that he can lift me up or bring me down whenever he’d like.

In more ways than one.

NOVEMBER 12th, 2011, 8:23.

My birthday is slowly coming to an end. I have friends and a few people from the company who came to celebrate my birthday with me and we all sit at the restaurant, picking at the crumbs left while bursting with laughter. Everyone is of age to drink but I’ve settled happily with a fizzy sprite, attempting to enjoy the company of others.

The whole time we’ve been at this restaurant I’ve been glancing at my phone, checking the time and texting Haneul when he’d come. Although we’re a secret, people only assume we’re just good friends. You and Haneul work great together. Was Haneul the producer behind that amazing song? Oh Kanako, you both are a dream team! They all say. But even with how good of a friend, boyfriend, whatever it is, he has yet to show up to my eighteenth birthday party. He told me he’d come, he told me had a gift for me, he told me he’d be here with me.

He knows how hard it’s been for me to celebrate my birthday ever since my mothers death, how lonely and debilitating this day could be. How ever since recently I’ve refused to even talk about my birthday. Up until her death, I’d only spend it with her. She’d bake me the same German chocolate cake, give me the same kiss on the cheek, the same hug after I had blown out the candles. It was only ever us in our own little bubble.

But now it’s been bursted. I’m reminded why I never do it. Even sitting at a table full of my friends they still feel like strangers. Nothing can compare to her. I though Haneul being here would make it easier, but he still hasn-

“Kanako! I’m here!” A voice says from across the room. My cheeks flush and my eyes widen. He wobbles over to our table, clutching a bottle in his hand. The hand that should be carrying my gift. Everyone at the table quiets and the silence is deafening. No one knows why he’s acting this way, why he made it such an announcement that he’s arrived. That he’s my boyfriend.

But I know one thing for sure, he’s fucking drunk.

I sit up and clasp my hands together, “Okay everyone, I think it’s time to wrap up. I have rehearsal tomorrow.” I say quickly. Everyone's a little dumbfounded before muttering to themselves, awkwardly picking up their things. Some give me a quick hug and a happy birthday, others simply wave and exit the restaurant. This is so embarrassing.

Haneul watches as all the guests leave. I refuse to make eye contact with him, fiddling with my wallet to place a good size of cash to pay for the dinner. He grabs my wrist, “Baby don’t do that, let me pay. It’s the least I can d-do.” He slurs, and the strong scent of alcohol lingers on his lips. And the perfume I'm choosing to ignore. I jerk my wrist away and look at him with venom in my words.

“Don’t even touch me.”

“Kanako…”

“Where were you?” I ask simply.

He straightens his posture, his eyes glistening with something I’ve never seen before. “Don’t make me feel more like shit than I already do.” He says and hangs his head.

“I’m not trying to.” I respond, placing my hand on top of his. He pulls it away, “No, you’re trying to make me feel fucking guilty. You always do.” He says and I shake my head in confusion and shock. “Haneul, you missed my birthday party. How is this my fault?” I scoff. He lifts his finger to point at me, his eyes hazy and his mouth ready to hurt, ready to see me crumble.

“You always make me feel like a shitty boyfriend! If you don’t like it then don’t fucking be with me, alright?” He spits. How can he say this? I part my lips, ready to speak, but he’s quick to shut me up.

“This is me Kanako,” His face gets closer to me, his breath caressing my face. His voice is almost a whimper, a plea. Like a child. “Who the fuck are you?” He breathes. I inch my face away from him in disbelief.

I feel tears well in my eyes and scoot beside the table to escape him. “Yeah Kanako, leave! Go fuck some other guy.” He yells from our table and I hang my head in an attempt to hide my face. Anyone could recognize me, any worker could tell the tabloids what happened tonight. My twenty-three year old boyfriend yelled at me. Kanako, in a rocky relationship with her producer, leaves the restaurant in tears. I can see the headlines now. They flash in my head and I breathe heavily and push the doors to meet with the chilly autumn air.

I speed walk away, not wanting Haneul to catch up with me, to make this any worse. I feel a burning shame in my chest, a heated embarrassment arises in my stomach ready to release itself in the form of chunky liquid. Instead I hide in an alleyway, falling to my knees and covering my mouth to muffle my sobs. This is the worst I’ve felt ever since my mother died. This feeling, this is so much bigger than me. It hurts my heart, it pains my stomach and all I want to do is to evaporate.

I don’t have a single thought besides to hide my cries. Besides replaying the moment in my head over again, still smelling the soju on his lips and that fucking perfume. It has to be the end of us, right? This has to be my final straw. I can’t handle this any longer. The public shaming, the drunk insults, the control. My sobs sound loud and sharp, like a cat who’s been cornered. I hide my face in my palms, hearing footsteps beside me.

A single finger gently caresses my hand, and I uncover my eyes. “Haneul..please..” I choke out, unable to catch my breath. He crouches in front of me before taking me in his arms, my hands float on his back, knowing if I touch him, it’s me inviting him back.

“I’m sorry, I-I’ll change. I promise, Kanako.” He says. My hands float there for a little while longer, my head buried in the nape of his neck, my cries much quieter and defeated this time.

But, I touch him. I hug him back. I hold his cold, yet warm body in my hands.

And I stay, for the apology.

JANUARY 12TH, 2012, 9:15PM

We stay like this for a little, him devouring my mouth and his hand with a fistful of my hair. He moans into my lips and uses his other hand to press me into the wall. His tongue demands entrance and I let him, but my mind is still scared we’ll get caught. Haneul seems to mind much less than I do.

His hand that was previously in my hair travels to my chest, torso, and then my skirt.

“N-No, not here.” I breathe. My eyes plead with him, but he has sin in his eyes. A part of me likes that he’s so eager to touch me, but another part…

“O-Oh, sorry!” A voice from the hall is heard. Haneul moves his hands away from me and we part our bodies, looking over to see who it was.

I see a familiar figure walking briskly, his back facing towards us.

Yoongi?

click here to read more of this story!

an: the first chapter of cool about it. hope you liked it and thank you for reading!

#myg #min yoongi #yoongi #idol au #predebut #fanfic #myg fanfic #suga #agust d #yoongi fanfic #slow burn #angst #blahblaublah #bts fanfiction #bts yoongi #bts au

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starlitaritican · 7 months

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Sheezy.Art

Sheezy opens today for 250 new members for their beta at 2 PM EST along with a stream :3c and I think if things go well they plan to have more openings every friday??

https://sheezy.blog/registrations-open-tomorrow

https://github.com/Sheezy-Art/sheezy-hub/wiki

The past week has been nothing but lovely since coming back and I'm so excited to meet more people 💕its like a beautiful blend of old DA, tumblr side blogs, TH's pretty customizable pages, and bluesky's custom feeds. They're against AI and NFTs too. Obviously its still in beta so there will be bugs that need to be worked out, but so far everything seems incredible

currently there's a limit of being able to post 5 images every 24 hours, but honestly?? that's been amazing so people don't flood each other out too much trying to catch back up. lets you easily space out your uploads and find others easily

I really hope it continues to thrive and everything goes well. Its been so long since I've really had a place where I felt like I fit. I hated twitter with a passion and struggled to get into tumblr since I'm not really someone who reblogs funny stuff since that's not what I'm here for. The only way to really get noticed is to hope and pray someone more popular reblogs your stuff which :'D. I still absolutely love toyhou.se and have been enjoying bluesky so far, but they aren't exactly meant to be art gallery sites and have that kind of community.

also if u do decide to join I highly recommend TweakSheezy its super nice for tweaks you might wanna make :D

screenshot of my profile layout to give an idea of what pages can look like...mines a bit of a mess rn and I need to mess around with HTML more but LMAO also you get a little pagedoll :3

the browsing area. I have my maturity level set to general, but there's ones for mature and explicit. You can choose to have mature content blurred as well even if you have it switched on

you can have little custom pixel icons by your username that stay with it where ever u post :3

you can also make silly little pin boards of things ur interested in, art you've gotten, or just random memes if you wanted to its so funny how I've been seeing people use them

I turned mine into a shrimp tank that people can draw a shrimp to put them in the tank, and it leads you to their profile when you click them (bc yes you can link credits to the images!!!)

#Sheezyart #Sheezy Art #Art website #Text post #art sites

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twopoppies · 1 year

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https://x.com/grace_0616k/status/1704177769759002643?s=46

People are fucking dumb! Even if he did use a private jet that is not possible. Let’s assume he took a private plane, he still would have stayed the whole Saturday for the wedding and would have left sometime around maybe 9am the very earliest (which is unlikely after celebrating a wedding, drinking and all) but let’s assume he flew out of Philly around 8am that’s 1pm London time already, flight takes about 5-6 hours at LEAST, meaning he would have arrived at the airport around 6-7 pm on Sunday. I doubt he would have gone to a coffee shop then let alone first thing being back in the UK. And Deuxmoi posted that alleged fanfic sighting on Sunday around 5.30pm UK time…so it has to had happend even before. I doubt Harry hopped on that plane on the same evening if the wedding. so do the maths, shippers apparently not able to use their brains but what’s new?! And that subscription was obviously meant to have been taken place on Sunday that’s why the subscriber mentioned that he looked tired etc

If he had taken a commercial flight then he would have only been able to fly out on Sunday evening Philly time because there were only flights in the evening back to London meaning he would have arrived Monday morning between 7am the earliest to 10/11am the latest

That post sounded fake as fuck even before we knew he was in Pennsylvania for a wedding. I really doubt he only flew in for the evening. If he was close enough to the groom to have been in the wedding party, I imagine he came in for the full weekend. But even if he didn’t, as you say, the times don’t line up. But, whatever. Let the hussell shippers have their fun. She’ll be gone soon enough like every other one before her.

#stunts #hussell #Xander’s wedding #This is so dumb

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4ngelss0ng · 1 year

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𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗🍫

~𝙰 𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝘕𝘰𝘯-𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘗𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘧𝘧 (𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳)

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘗𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯! 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴.

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨♥

𝘈𝘕: 𝘐 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘵! 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺💋

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You 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝟥 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾, 𝗌𝖺𝖽𝗅𝗒. 𝖡𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀, 𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝗈𝗎𝗍.

𝖯: "𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺! 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘓𝘖𝘓 ;)"

𝖸𝗈𝗎: "𝖸𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦! 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯-𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵!"

𝖯: "𝘊𝘰𝘰𝘭! 𝘗𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 5 𝘗𝘔?"

𝖸𝗈𝗎: "𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯!"

𝖯: "𝖠𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖼𝗒𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋"

As he texted you that, you had felt a panic come across you. Right now currently it was 4 PM, That meant the Peter would be here to 50 minuets to an hour. That meant you only had that long to get ready. You weren't technically ready to go on a date with Peter, meaning physically ready. Because of how short notice it was, you had no plans on what to wear or how to look and that was pretty stressful coming to think about it. You then took a deep breath in after overthinking a bit and than thought of something simple to wear. You knew that Peter liked more simple, natural looks so that's what you thought would be best in this scenario.

After getting ready and doing your makeup and hair, you had quickly checked the time. It was now 5 minuets to 5 PM. "Shit shit shit shit shit!" You said to myself in a more panicky tone. You were rushing down the stairs and when you rushed down the stairs and opened the door to the outside of your apartment complex, you saw Peter already waiting there looking very patient. Your face lit up as you saw his cute little smile he always had on when he saw you. You always found it very very cute.

He was standing there chewing his mint gum, holding flowers, wearing his everyday clothes. He had on his pink-floyd black t-shirt and dark blue jeans, wearing his usual tennis shoes. But he still obviously looked very cute. His hair was just combed through but he still looked as attractive as he always has been.

You ran up to him with your arms out to hug him, excited to see him again after awhile. You hugged him tightly and he returned the hug saying "Hi baby! How have you been babes?" You looked up at him, not wanting to let him go as you spoke up answering his question "I'm alright, better now that I get to see you!" You both had smiled at each other as you still held each other and shared a kiss. After kissing each others soft lips, you two let each other go and started walking on the sidewalk. You still hadn't known where you guys were going but you always loved a sweet surprise. Especially if it was from Peter.

As you guys were walking and talking about life, he had took your hand in his, leading you in to a seven eleven. He had let go of your hand and opened the door in front of you "Ladies first." He had said after I walked in the store. I knew Peter didn't have much money but this was absolutely perfect in a way. You really felt connected with him and it was very very special to me. I hope he thought it was somewhat special to.

(Hey guys, I know I made a poll about making a story like a couple months ago. A lot of shit happened and I just lost full motivation so I’m just gonna post the draft for now! Hope you enjoy this very short story😭🫶🏼)

#american horror story #evan peters #evan peters fanfic #X-men fluff #peter maximof x reader #peter maximoff

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Shadowhunters: 31 of Our Favorite Malec Moments

Rachel Foertsch at July 23, 2018 3:37 pm.

The relationship between Magnus and Alec on Shadowhunters is one of the best 'ships currently on television.

Alec is a Shadowhunter and head of the New York Institute while Magnus is the High Warlock of Brooklyn. Seeing as they're both in charge of two groups who don't particularly get along, they have the odds stacked against them in almost every way.

Despite their struggles, Alec and Magnus never let their differences keep them apart. They have proved throughout the series that their love is strong enough to overcome anything life throws at them.

Not only are they great representation for the LGBTQ community, but they also have a pure and healthy relationship that everyone can look up to. They're one of the many reasons we're all fighting so hard to #SaveShadowhunters.

It's obviously impossible to name every amazing Malec scene, but we compiled a slideshow of 31 of our favorite Malec moments below!

And don't forget you can see these moments for yourself by watching Shadowhunters online right here on TV Fanatic!

1. Their first time on 2x18 "Awake, Arise, or Be Forever Fallen"

There are so many amazing things that could be said about this scene as a whole. The music, the kissing, and Alec telling Magnus how beautiful he is officially ended us all.

2. Team work makes the dream work on 3x02 "The Powers That Be"

Anytime Malec teams up in the face of danger they always accomplish their goal. It's clear that being around each other makes them stronger.

3. Alec and Magnus' first kiss on 1x12 "Malec"

This was the iconic kiss that no one will ever forget. Alec literally walked back down the aisle of his own wedding to plant one on Magnus in front of everyone. And yes, Magnus and Alec are so epic that they actually had an episode named after them.

4. That time they turned Shadowhunters into a crime drama on 3x02 "The Powers That Be"

Somehow, Magnus and Alec are the best partners in crime and the worst. Being sneaky and subtle is not their strong suit, yet surprisingly they still managed to get the job done.

5. Malec gets domestic AF on 3x03 "What Lies Beneath"

Alec's cooking may not have been the best but thankfully Magnus was there to make some er...magical improvements. But you know what they say, a couple who cooks together stays together.

6. AU Alec pulls a Magnus on 1x10 "This World Inverted"

When Magnus and Alec first met Magnus inferred that Alec was playing hard to get. It's a good thing Magnus and otherworldly Alec both love a challenge.

7. Magnus and Alec kill us with cuteness on 3x01 "On Infernal Ground"

This scene was all kinds of adorable. Once Magnus is truthful with Alec and admits he doesn't want him to go to Idris, Alec tells him that his real dream was finding someone like Magnus. He assures Magnus that he's not going anywhere.

8. Cuddling ensues the morning after on 2x18 "Awake, Arise, or Be Forever Fallen"

Their first morning after was everything we hoped it would be and more. It's clear just how much these two love each other and what the night before meant to them.

9. Magnus being a worried boyfriend on 2x13 "Those of Demon Blood"

Seeing Magnus worry about Alec going out alone was absolutely precious. Honestly, these two couldn't act any more married if they tried.

10. Malec is here to stay on 2x08 "Love is a Devil"

We already knew that Malec was a permanent thing, but hearing Alec say the words out loud to Magnus was especially satisfying.

11. Gift giving on 2x07 "How Are Thou Fallen"

Like Magnus said, Alec is always surprising him. In just one of many examples of him being an adorable boyfriend, Alec gives Magnus an Omamori charm which is said to offer health and protection.

12. Magnus and Alec talk it out on 2x01 "This Guilty Blood"

It's impossible for couples to go through life without facing challenges. But Magnus lets Alec know that they need to work through problems together instead of getting nervous and pushing each other away.

13. Immortality angst on 3x05 "Stronger Than Heaven"

It's not that we love the angst but well...we love the angst. The fact that the basis of Magnus and Alec's fight was that they never wanted to be without each other was somehow both heartbreaking and heartwarming.

14. Alec comforts Magnus on 2x15 "A Problem of Memory"

Magnus finally opened up to Alec about what he was going through and Alec did the only thing he could. He was there for him completely.

15. True love's kiss on 2x03 "Parabatai Lost"

Things were not looking good for Alec this episode. His soul was lost alongside his parabatai's and getting Jace back was the only way to wake Alec up. Although it (sadly) didn't work, the fact that Magnus tried to kiss Alec back to life gave us all the feels.

16. Magnus and Alec's first date on 2x06 "Iron Sisters"

A first date was much needed between these two. They finally got to talk about the things that were important to each of them. Despite Alec not being at all experienced and Magnus being extremely experienced in the dating world, they showed how determined they are to make things work.

17. Malec teaches us about healthy relationships on 2x20 "Beside Still Water"

In the words of Magnus Bane quoting Alec Lightwood, relationships take effort. Magnus and Alec both understand that in order to have a healthy relationship they need to put in the work. And these two are willing to do whatever it takes.

18. Alec tells Magnus he loves him on 2x10 "By the Light of Dawn"

After Alec spent a few horrifying moments thinking that Magnus was dead, we got an epic declaration of love. Their first I love you is always going to be one of Shadowhunters' best scenes and it's impossible to watch it dry-eyed.

19. Love at first sight on 1x04 "Raising Hell"

From the moment Magnus and Alec met sparks were flying. You can tell from Alec's nervous smile and the way he can't keep his eyes off Magnus that he is crushing hard.

20. Magnus and Alec get back together on 2x20 "Beside Still Water"

When Magnus and Alec are together it almost feels like everything in the show is going to be okay. When they were apart the world was very literally falling apart around them. Alec tells Magnus that he can't live without him, and we connected with Alec on a spiritual level.

21. A magical dinner by the fire on 2x17 "A Dark Reflection"

When Alec misses their date, Magnus brings the date to him with a wave of his hand. Having a boyfriend with magic powers sure does come in handy.

22. Alec (literally) gives Magnus his strength on 1x06 "Of Men and Angels"

Even warlocks can run out of power and Magnus was fading fast. Thankfully, Alec was there to offer his own strength in whatever way he needed. Magnus was obviously surprised by Alec's inclination to help him and admitted that it's rare to find a Shadowhunter with such an open heart.

23. The aftermath of Valentine's destruction on 2x12 "You Are Not Your Own"

This entire episode was absolutely tragic. When Magnus is hurting so is Alec, and the devastation when he realized he couldn't take away Magnus' pain is agonizing. This moment may not be a happy one, but it definitely made us emotional.

24. Alec opens Magnus up to love for the first time in a century on 1x06 "Of Men and Angels"

Although Magnus had been in love with both men and women before, he closed himself off from feeling anything for anyone for almost a century. But from the moment he met Alec his heart immediately opened back up. If that's not true love than what is?

25. The heartbreaking goodbye on 3x10 "Erchomai"

This scene was a mess of emotions. Magnus couldn't stand by and do nothing while he watched someone so important to the man he loves fade away. Alec told Magnus that he needs to make it back and of course, Magnus' reply was perfect.

26. Unofficial first drinks on 1x06 "Of Men and Angels"

What Alec doesn't know in this scene is that he's sharing his first drink with the love of his life. Of course, with the way these two couldn't keep their eyes off of each other they must have had some idea.

27. Malec's photo booth pics on 2x19 "Hail and Farewell"

Magnus staring at a photo strip of him and Alec after their breakup was devasting. But we couldn't help but fawn over the fact that Magnus and Alec actually had the chance to go out and do cute couple things. Where's our flashback of the photo booth scene?

28. Magnus tries to convince Alec to call off his wedding on 1x12 "Malec"

We were right there with you Magnus. Even though Lydia was a great character, Alec was only marrying her out of duty and obligation. Magnus could see right through him and tried to get Alec to admit who he really had feelings for.

29. Hug and make up on 3x07 "Salt in the Wound"

These two still had some things to talk about, but in this moment the only thing that mattered was their love for each other. With other things taking precedence, they just had to take a moment to make sure the other knew they were sorry.

30. Handholding on 3x02 "The Powers That Be"

Alec was pretty nervous about being the only Shadowhunter in a party full of warlocks, but Magnus was quick to help calm his nerves.

31. Reconciliations on 2x13 "Those of Demon Blood"

After Alec realized he was in the wrong for asking Magnus for a piece of hair to verify his innocence, Alec assures him that he never has to prove himself. He trusts Magnus implicitly.

#malec #shadowhunters #magnus bane #alec lightwood #harry shum jr #matthew daddario

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In the Dark - Choi Minho SHINee Fanfic - Chapter 5 - Babysitter duty

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Chapter 5 - Babysitter duty

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~Minho’s POV~

“The main song’s production is completed, video is filmed, we are basically prepared for the release. How is the rest of the album going?” Mr. Kim, the man responsible for all the team in charge of production, video, graphic design and so on asked bluntly.

We were all seated around the table in the meeting room, and the air felt tense.

“The cover is still in-progress…” the designer spoke, but cowered noticing Mr. Kim’s burning gaze.

“The album release is less than two months away. Are you aware of that?” He asked harshly, and the designer just nodded.

“Whatever. Make sure to finish at least 20 sketches by Monday.”

“But it’s Saturday-”

“Did I stutter?” Mr. Kim raised his voice, and the designer just shut up. “Okay, now that the design is out of the way – how is production going? Mr. Choi?”

“Yes. We still have some of it to do. We’ve recorded almost all vocals by now, we just need a few backing vocals, and then putting them together. It’s essentially a puzzle at this point.”

“It needs to get done in maximum 3 weeks from now.”

“We are trying. You gave us 10 songs, though. That’s a lot.”

“You are a good producer, you can manage.” Mr. Kim shrugged. I was annoyed, but there was no arguing with him, unfortunately. After all, he summoned this meeting at 3 PM on a Saturday.

I just nodded as well and left the meeting, going to my studio and opening up the audio files, checking one more time exactly what we had already, or if there was anything else we needed to record before getting started on the overall production. Having everything ready in just 3 weeks meant coming to the studio every day and working almost non-stop. I could already feel the stress burning up my throat, anxiety rising from my stomach like acid and burning my insides.

After about two hours of work, an unknown number called my phone, delivering some horrible news that pulled me out of my trance.

My mother collapsed while taking care of Nari and was now in the hospital.

The words didn’t seem the register well in my head; the only thing I knew was that I jumped from my desk and somehow got in my car and drove as quickly as possible.

Nari was a crying mess when I got there, and mom was sleeping.

“Baby, what happened?” I hugged Nari tightly and let her explain how grandma suddenly started feeling dizzy, and then fell while making lunch for her. Nari panicked, but remembered how I taught her to use the phone and dial the emergency number.

Indeed, my mom was looking pale, and I knew she’s been feeling sick the past few weeks, but she offered to watch over Nari as graciously as ever while I went to work, and even assured me she was feeling well enough to take care of her.

Apparently not.

What the fuck was I even supposed to do now? Obviously, getting a babysitter, because I couldn’t take Nari to work, and I had to go back to the office no matter what.

Fuck, I also booked Flame tonight. I cursed in my head and quickly opened my phone and cancelled the appointment. The app didn’t let me add any reasons for cancelling, which annoyed me to no end, because I didn’t want her to think I didn’t want to see her anymore.

After speaking with the doctor and finding out that mom should get better after having proper rest for a while, and should just take it easy, I grabbed Nari and started walking with her towards the exit.

“Daddy.” Nari shook my hand, still crying. I went on one knee and hugged her. “Is grandma going to be okay?”

“Of course, she just needs to sleep for a little bit, that’s all.” I caressed her hair and spoke gently.

“What if… she will die?” She cried harder, making me frown. “That’s what happened to Nam-gil’s grandma!”

“Who is that?”

“The boy who sits behind me! I told you about him!!! His grandma went to sleep and never woke up!”

“Baby, that’s not going to happen.” I hugged her and tried to reassure her again. “Grandma’s fine. She’s just a bit worn out, but she’ll be fine, okay?”

“… okay. Are we going home, daddy?”

“Oh, baby… daddy has to get back to work for now… since grandma is sick, we will have to get a babysitter-”

“NO!” Nari shouted, making everyone around us turn their attention to us. “I WANT YOU!!! NOT A BABYSITTER!”

“I know, but please hear me out. We’re going to stay together the whole day tomorrow-”

“NO!” She shouted again, and pulled away from me forcefully, starting to run away.

~Jieun’s POV~

Raining again, huh…?

It feels like the sky’s been crying for weeks with no end in sight. The air was humid and cold, and each time I would go outside I felt like I had to tighten the coat around my body tighter and tighter.

Even if it was raining so much, the world didn’t seem to halt for even a minute. People were running busily from place to place, crowding themselves to shelter away from the rain at the bus stop, or jumping from cab to cab to get somewhere.

Even if it was Saturday, it was no different. I was no different. Everyone had their own errands, and my errand for the day was to buy some apple pastries – grandma’s favourites – and go to visit her in the hospital.

I felt bad for not visiting her as often as I would’ve liked. The doctor scolded me, too. He articulated so many times how important it was for cancer patients to not deal with the battle alone, but more than once per week felt too painful for me as well. It’s not like I didn’t want to come more often.

I just… couldn’t.

“Hey grandma! Looking good!” I winked as I entered the private hospital room. Charisma’s money ensured a level of comfort that I would’ve otherwise been unable to provide for my grandma no matter how much I tried.

“Jieun, dear!” She smiled happily seeing me. She looked well, her face not as pallid.

“I brought you your favourites.” I said, waving the bag of pastries around.

“Apple strudel? My granddaughter is spoiling me so much!” She smiled and patted the bed with her right hand, instructing me to come sit down.

I helped her sit up and brought her tray of food, placing the pastries on a plate and bringing her a glass of pomegranate juice – her favourite – and then I sat down on the chair next to the bed as well.

“How are you feeling, grandma?” I smiled, watching her eat the strudels happily. She had an appetite, which was a good sign.

“I’m doing so well lately; they brought out a new doc who’s really sweet. You should meet him!” She winked, making me whine.

“Grandma!”

“My dear, this old lady is not important, so you shouldn’t worry about me and should try to find yourself a partner.”

“Grandma… please, eat and leave me alone!” I covered my cheeks.

“I just feel bad, you’ve been working so hard for me… you should take advantage of your youth and go on dates and meet someone!”

“Don’t worry, as long as you’re healthy, that’s all that matters to me.” I frowned.

“Jieun, dear… how much have you been working to afford this big room? You should move me to a smaller one. I don’t need all this space for myself!” She looked at me with sad eyes, and that look almost made me want to throw up. Why couldn’t she just accept this and let me handle everything?

“Grandma, you really don’t have to worry. I want you to be taken care of as much as possible, until you can return home to live with me!” I started, then got startled by a hand on my cheek wiping my tears away.

Huh?

I haven’t even realised I started crying.

“My baby…” She spoke. “I love you so much, Jieun, but you have to start living for yourself as well…”

“I will, you just have to get better!”

My grandma smiled briefly, but something about the look in her eyes made me want to cry harder. Instead of continuing to look at her and cry like a fool, I decided to tell her I have plans with some friends and left the salon in a hurry.

Just as I exited the room, a notification on my phone caught my eye.

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1 unread notification – In the Dark

Charisma has cancelled tonight’s meeting.

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Great. This day couldn’t get any better.

I chuckled bitterly. I was looking forward to meeting Charisma and feeling a little bit better about myself, but I guess I couldn’t even do that.

As I was approaching the end of the corridor, a loud “NO” echoed throughout the hospital and soon enough someone bumped into me.

Looking at the child that fell on the ground in front of my legs, the familiar girl with brown hair and small figure started crying loudly.

“Nari?”

She was rubbing her eyes furiously, but after hearing her name, she raised her head and looked at me.

“Miss Park!” She cried and practically jumped on my legs, and I hugged her and tried to comfort her.

“What’s wrong, hm?” I asked her, but before she got the chance to reply, her dad found the corridor.

“Nari, God, I told you not to run away from me- miss Park?” He asked perplexed, seeing me embraced with his daughter.

Nari was still crying.

“Mr. Choi.” I smiled briefly.

“I’m sorry for this. Nari, come on, we really have to go.”

“NO! I DON’T WANT TO!” She cried in my arms and hugged me tighter.

“Baby, please. I have to go to work, I told you so many times-”

“NO! I’m not staying with a babysitter!”

I let Nari hide herself behind my legs while pitying Mr. Choi for this situation. I knew Nari could be a bit difficult sometimes, and he was probably going through a lot – being in a hospital and trying to sort things out while having to be at work.

“Don’t you like babysitters, Nari?” I asked while caressing the girl’s hair and turning around to face her properly.

“No! I hate them!” She shook her head, refusing to look at her dad.

“Hmm, but what if we spend some time together, hm? We could go get some hot chocolate in the mall, maybe even an ice cream! And we could visit the art shop to get you some oil paints, and then paint something together. Wouldn’t that be fun?”

Nari detached herself from me and I wiped off her tears, while she nodded in approval.

“Miss Park, you don’t have to-” Mr. Choi started, but I cut him off, while Nari was still agreeing with me.

“We should make sure to go fast, then! I heard the ice-cream shop closes at 8!”

“Oh no! Let’s hurry!” Nari grabbed my hand and started dragging me.

“Could you go to that vending machine and get us two chocolate bars first, though?” I asked her and handed her some cash, and she went happily.

“Miss Park, I really don’t know what to say… My mother was looking after her when she passed out, and…” Mr. Choi spoke.

“Don’t worry. You must be busy, so you should go finish up work and I’ll take care of her, okay?”

“You have no idea how grateful I am for everything you’ve been doing for us. I will text you my address and door code, so you can go there with Nari when you’re done shopping, and let me know how much money you’re spending today. Actually wait, I’m going to-” He reached for his wallet, but I placed my hand on his and stopped him.

“Don’t worry. We’ll figure it out later.”

“Thank you so much.” He said again, before Nari returned with three chocolate bars.

“This is for you,” she handed one to me, “this is for me, and this…” she hesitantly handed it to Mr. Choi, who went on one of his knees and hugged her tightly.

“Daddy is so sorry. I promise you we’ll spend the whole day together tomorrow, and you can have fun with Miss Park today, yes?”

“Okay, daddy.”

“I love you, princess.” He kissed the top of her head gently.

“I love you too, daddy.”

I took Nari to the mall just as promised, and after grabbing a small ice cream, we headed towards one of the playgrounds inside so she could play for a bit before heading home.

“Did you like the ice-cream?” I asked her and smiled. We were holding hands and walking leisurely through the mall, while I was trying to remember where the playground was located exactly.

“Yes, it was so- JIHO!” She shouted all of a sudden, startling me, and jerked her hand away from mine, starting to run towards another little girl.

“Nari, please don’t run away like that!” I scolded her for a bit, and she pouted.

“I’m sorry, Miss Park.”

“Now, who is your friend?” I smiled gently, when a couple approached us. A woman seemingly my age started speaking.

“Oh, if this is not Nari! And you must be… her babysitter?” She tilted her head and looked at the man on her left unsure.

“No! She is not my babysitter! She is my teacher!” Nari articulated every word and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

So cute.

“Yes, I’m Jieun, nice to meet you. Are you... uhm…”

“Oh, we are Nari’s Godparents.” The man chuckled. “I’m Jinki, and this is my wife, Ye-Jun. It’s nice to meet you, Jieun.”

We shook hands.

“We were just heading to the playground, would you like to come so the girls can play together?”

“We were actually going there ourselves!” Ye-Jun spoke.

“Oh, is that so?” I chuckled. “The more the merrier, let’s go together.”

We headed towards the play area and let the girls have fun while we sat on a bench outside the playground and observed them.

“So, Jieun… I was so shocked to see you with Nari, she usually hates being away from her grandma or Minho.” Ye-Jun said, and hearing Mr. Choi’s name spoken casually like that brought a chill down my spine, for some reason.

“From what he told me, her grandma collapsed and was brought to the hospital, and he has work…”

“Oh right, there’s an album release in like two months, I think.” Jinki added to my explanation, and Ye-Jun nodded.

“An album release…?” I tilted my head.

“Yeah, he is a producer. Makes songs, basically. If you ever listen to the radio, or watch shows or whatever, chances are you’ve heard something he made. He’s really good.” Jinki chuckled.

“Is that so?” I smiled. I knew nothing about Mr. Choi, after all. I didn’t even know exactly what producer meant on his business card, but he was apparently well-known and popular in the industry.

“I’m so sorry to hear about his mom, though. Is she okay?” Ye-Jun asked, worried.

“I think she will be, after she gets some rest…”

“That’s a relief.” Ye-Jun replied.

“I’m gonna go grab something to drink, would you girls like something?” Jinki stood up and headed towards a nearby coffee shop.

“I’m really glad to see Nari with someone else, honestly. It’s been so tough on Minho to take care of Nari all on his own, and he never accepts our help. He doesn’t want to inconvenience us.” Ye-Jun frowned.

“Sorry… on his own?”

“Yes, ever since Ellie died…” She frowned. “Ellie was his wife, and my best friend.”

“I’m sorry about your loss.” I touched her shoulder with sympathy.

“It’s been many years, but her loss is still felt by all of us. I always felt bad for Nari, growing up without a mother… Ellie died giving birth to her.”

“Oh…”

“Minho’s been blaming himself so much. She never wanted children, but when she got pregnant, he was so happy… she couldn’t bring herself to terminate. I was also pregnant with Jiho at that time, so…” A few tears made their way on Ye-Jun’s cheeks, and I felt bad for getting to this conversation and making her talk about it, since it still brought so much pain.

“Life is so unfair to us sometimes, isn’t it?” I looked at the playground absent-mindedly. Nari saw us and smiled brightly, waving at me. I waved back.

“Mhm. After Ellie’s death… he covered himself in work, and Nari… she never had someone to call mom. She grew up around babysitters, and…”

“That’s why she hates them.”

“Exactly. It’s really shocking to see her here with… someone new. I’m really sorry, Jieun, I’m probably overwhelming you with so much information.”

“No, not at all.” I put my hand on hers and squeezed. “Thank you for telling me, it’s easier now to understand Nari. I also grew up without a mom.”

“The world really is cruel.” She started crying harder.

“Woah, what happened?” Jinki ran towards us alarmed and I took the drinks from his hands so he could comfort his wife.

“I was just telling Jieun about Ellie and how sad it is for Nari to grow up without her.” She explained briefly, and Jinki hugged her tightly.

“Darling, what if Jiho sees you crying, hm?”

“But it’s so sad!” She continued crying, and Jinki threw me a compassionate look and mouthed a quick “I’m sorry.”

I waved my hand around and smiled compassionately.

“I’m really sorry.” Ye-Jun sniffled. “I’m pregnant and my hormones are all over the place. Minho doesn’t know yet, so please don’t tell him.”

“Sure, of course. That’s amazing, Jiho is going to have a younger sibling.”

“Yeah, we didn’t exactly expect it 8 years after Jiho, but…” Jinki smiled and held his wife’s hand tighter.

“That’s certainly- sorry.” I started, but got interrupted by my phone ringing. “Hello, Mr. Choi.”

“Hi, Miss Park, just checking in. Is everything alright?”

“Yes, everything’s fine over here. We are currently at the mall.”

“Oh, is Nari playing with other kids?”

“Yes, we actually ran into her Godparents, and she’s been playing with Jiho for 2 hours now.”

“Must be fun as heck.” He chuckled. “Are Ye-Jun and Jinki with you as well?”

“Yeah, they’re here. They said hi.”

“Poor you, Ye-Jun is a lot to take in for a first meeting. You’re a heroine.” He chuckled again. “Anyways, please send me your bank details so I can wire you some money for dinner and whatever else you’ve spent on Nari today.”

“Oh, but-”

“No buts. Listen, I gotta get back to work and I’ll try to hurry tonight, okay? I’m waiting for your details, send me a text. Bye~”

“Okay.” I chuckled. “Good luck at work.”

After I ended the call, I looked at Jinki and Ye-Jun, who were throwing me a curious look.

“What?” I asked.

“Nothing, just…” Ye-Jun started, then looked at her husband, unsure.

“Why are you so formal with him?” Jinki asked amused. “Mr. Choi. It’s so… weird to hear someone call Minho that.”

“Oh, I mean… he’s Nari’s father, and we aren’t exactly friends or anything…” I scratched my nape.

“Still, you told us to call you Jieun, and were on a first-name basis with us.” Ye-Jun pointed out.

“That’s different.” I quickly retorted. “I met you two in other circumstances.”

“You’re cute.” Ye-Jun laughed and pinched my cheek.

“I think it’s time to get our kids, hm?” Jinki chuckled, and made a hand signal towards Jiho, who happily ran towards us holding Nari’s hand.

Jiho then let go of Nari and ran quickly towards Ye-Jun and shouted “Mama!”, jumping in her arms. For a split second, Nari didn’t know what to do. She watched the scene with downhearted eyes, and she reminded me of myself so much, of how many times I would watch my friends jump in their parents’ arms and shouting “Dad!” or “Mom!” and how sad that would make me feel.

And then, my grandmother would stand up from her bench and place on knee on the ground, opening her arms fully and shouting my name, which would make me so happy at that moment. So, so happy, I would run in full speed in her arms and crash against her body, and she would bury me in her chest and get up with me.

What I did next felt like automatism. I haven’t thought it through, and I don’t know what got into me, but when I saw Nari like that, watching how loved Jiho was by her mother from the sidelines, something broke in me. It felt like I was looking at myself, the lonely, parentless child from all those years ago.

I haven’t thought it through.

I just got on one knee and opened my arms, and I shouted “Nari!” and smiled, urging her to come in my arms, and she looked confused for a split second, before her whole face lit up, her lips turning upwards into the biggest smile I’ve ever seen, and she ran towards me in full speed and jumped into my arms, and I hugged her as tight as my grandma hugged me.

I got up with her still in my arms, and damn, was she heavy. Still, I kept her up and turned my head to her once she stopped hugging my neck.

“Should we go home and eat some dinner?” I asked her, and she nodded rapidly. “Okay then, let’s say bye bye to Jiho and your Godparents.”

She nodded again and I put her back on the floor, watching fondly as she hugged her best friend tightly.

I tried not to ponder on Jinki and Ye-Jun’s curious looks after my questionable action just now, and simply smiled and said my goodbyes as well.

“So, did you have fun with Jiho?” I asked Nari, who nodded enthusiastically.

“She’s my best friend!”

“I’m glad to hear. What do you want to eat at home? Do you want to order something?”

“Uhm…” Nari hesitated. “Usually,… grandma makes something for me…”

“Oh. Okay. What should we cook, then?” I smiled and caressed her cheek, and she smiled brightly and jumped in front of me.

“Potato stew!”

“Okay! Let’s do that, then!” I chuckled, and we went shopping together.

After shopping, we headed to the address Mr. Choi sent me. They lived in a pretty rich neighbourhood, and their apartment was large and looked really beautiful, decorated with modern furniture. I couldn’t take my sweet time exploring any of it, though, as Nari was too hungry and excited to help me cook.

We cooked and ate together, and I listened to her talk about anything and everything as kids tend to do. When we were done, I told her to brush her teeth and helped her into bed. She was already quite tired after crying in the hospital and then playing for hours with her friend, so she was almost asleep by the time her head hit the pillow.

“Miss Park, is daddy not coming home…?” She asked quietly as I tucked her in and caressed her head once more.

“He is on his way, I’m sure. But I don’t think daddy wants you to wait for him. He did promise you he’ll spend tomorrow with you, didn’t he?”

“Yes…”

“So, be a good girl and sleep, hm?”

“Miss Park… is grandma… going to be okay…?”

“Of course she is.” I smiled assuringly. “After all, she has to come back and take care of you.”

“When is she getting out of the hospital?”

“Oh, baby… I don’t know. But we can ask daddy tomorrow if you can go visit her, okay?”

“Okay…”

I kissed Nari’s forehead and watched her fall asleep quickly, then turned off the light and exited her room as quietly as I could.

Finally alone after a long day, I made my way towards the living room and sat awkwardly on the sofa in the middle of it. I didn’t exactly know what to do next. Obviously, I had to wait for Mr. Choi to come home, as I couldn’t possibly leave Nari all by herself, but… now what?

I was in an unfamiliar space, I already cleaned up the mess in the kitchen, and I didn’t know what to do here. I didn’t even know where the remote control for the TV was and there were no bookshelves in the living room so I could at least grab a book or something, and it’s not like I could snoop around.

I dimmed the lights in the room to make it more comfortable on my eyes and I took out my phone – its battery almost dead – and mindlessly browsed the internet for a while.

It was for the best that Charisma cancelled tonight, after all. I noted, after noticing how late it got. Mr. Choi didn’t tell me when he was coming home, and it was already way past 10PM, my usual meeting time with Charisma.

Why did he cancel? I kept pondering on it. Maybe he was busy. Maybe something unexpected came up.

Maybe he just changed his mind and didn’t want to see me anymore.

That was entirely possible.

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kit-scrolls · 1 month

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Hi! I just read your old BSD fic, Altschmerz, and I was wondering if you could provide me with a sorta outline of how the story was gonna go? It's really well written, in-character, and I'm really invested in where the story will go from here. If it's no trouble, of course! :3

ITS BEEN A LITERAL YEAR SINCE YOU SENT THIS ASK IM SO SORRY

i was fully prepared to send you my whole outline, but i. don't know where it went?? i don't have the last chapter of altschmerz stored anywhere in my docs i literally have no idea. where did. what????

i can give you my best guess, but please keep in mind it has been over 2 years since i've actually thought about it at all. on that note, please, please, please feel free to pick it up if you'd like! i don't mind at all, and if you're interested in working w/ me, feel free to DM me so i can link you to my current tumblr acc. :)

spoilers!!

chapter 5

what i definitely wanted: confrontation with the port mafia, but more specifically mori, similar to the canon meeting between the ada/pm. security in front of mori's door yields to him and calls him by his executive honorifics. there's taunting between the two of them, and at some point dazai threatens mori's life in reference to the reason he quit the PM (something along the lines of "why, 'cause you were scared i'd slit your throat just like you did all those years ago?"). throughout the chapter, kunikida finally puts the pieces together and dreadingly realizes that dazai is, in fact, the demon prodigy.

what i kind of want now: a kunikida/dazai confrontation in the same location as the iconic oda/dazai scene in the dark era, where dazai fails to grab onto oda's coat before he goes to fight mimic. possibly interactions with chuuya later down the line, but i can't write skk for the life of me so maybe not?

chapter 6 onwards

i'm fairly certain yamada hanako is revealed to be the one who sent the note, with the actual name of fumiko enchi. irl fumiko enchi was the author of masks, a japanese novel surrounding the ideas of sexual deception and revenge. the story mr. yamada tells about her eloping with the demon prodigy isn't entirely untrue—it was part of a mission dazai had with the port mafia (yes, possibly while underage) and he obviously ends up dumping her when the mission is over. she never gets over it—hence the motive. i think this is meant to tie into the fic's title—altschmerz—where neither dazai nor fumiko are able to rid themselves of their past.

i also have some vague memories in the back of my mind that they might actually recover the footage from the PM which does in fact show dazai delivering the ransom note (in this case, masks would give her the ability to change her appearance, and so she is dazai in disguise) but i can't entirely remember if i actually planned that. if so, i think past me also missed out on some opportunities for fun shapeshifting hijinks to occur earlier on. like, maybe during the kunikida/dazai confrontation, it's not dazai at all—its fumiko, who ends up saying some pretty nasty things + injuring kunikida and therefore raises the stakes for dazai quite a bit.

final chapter

i'm fairly certain i actually wrote this one out, which is a wee bit frustrating. i think this fic was meant to end at oda's graveyard, once the mission was over. maybe fukuzawa sent dazai on break after all was said and done. kunikida finds dazai sitting with his back to oda's gravestone, and they talk through things. for some reason, my memory is insisting ranpo was involved too, but i can't remember why. i think the resolution to the fic is meant to be one focused on morality, the value of changing your ways and doing good, and moving on from past mistakes. and trust.

to be honest, i can't say for certain i'll return to this fic, or writing fics in general, again. this isn't a bad thing! i've hopped around fandoms, somewhat moved on to working on my own characters and stories, and changed monikers a couple times (some of you might have interacted with my alt accs without ever having realized). for the number of you all who've been interested in my well-being, i'm 100% fine, promise.

thank you for everyone who's been sending nice messages to my inboxes—i do read every one, even if i sometimes don't have the time or energy to reply. i will say, this is the most invested i've been in altschmerz in a long time and who knows? maybe i'll come back to it one day. till then though, signing off,

kit-scrolls.

#kit speaks

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justanotherpitstop11 · 2 years

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Promises we keep (Part 2 for TWOF)

A few people asked me to write a part 2 for The weekend of firsts (and I also wanted to), so here's a short sequel. (Hopefully more is coming) 🤗 I'm sorry you had to wait for this so long, but I'm really busy in real life so I hope you will like it. 😊 I'm grateful for your comments and feedbacks. ❤

Summary: You and Checo are both feeling something for each other, and it became obvious after his first win where he was flirting with you and offered you to celebrate together. ;)

Pairing: Checo Perez x Reader

Warnings: none, maybe just broken english and lame jokes

You almost haven't slept a minute after that conversation with Checo, you were thinking about how bad you wanted to be with him last night.

You haven't checked your phone the whole night on purpose because you know you would see some posts from him from the party and you didn't want to feel more bad than you already did. You tried to sleep but failed at every attempt, so you were just staring at the ceiling, listened to music, watched some TV but none of these prevented you from thinking.

The sun was rising and you were sitting alone in your bed thinking about when did you fall for him this hard? Of course you felt that something is off and he meant to you much more than the other drivers but it just worsened after he was flirting with you in the last two interviews. So that's it? A few nice words and you are all over the place?

You were confused as hell.

You also promised him, that you will send him your number, and you talked about a possible celebration of his first win, but you became uncertain if that is a good idea at all.

You grabbed you phone and looked at it for a while. After a loud sigh you unlocked it, and saw a bunch of insta notifications.

What the hell?

You opened it and saw that there were messages from him.

11 PM: "Hey, I just want you to remind you for our little agreement. ;) Don't forget to send your number, I'll call you tomorrow. Sweet dreams and good night. :)"

Why is he so sweet.

Another message said:

1:15 AM: "You should be here with me. 🥺 Can't wait for tomorrow. 😊"

How I wish I would be there.

3:24 AM: "Are you awake? Can i takl to you?"

3:42 AM: "Sry I dont wnat to be too much, nevemrind. Cant wait to see ya."

Okay, so he was drunk as hell. Understandable.

He really deserved to loosen up a bit and have a great party with his team. Maybe it's for the better that you were not there, because it seems he already thought about you a lot more than you expected, and you didn't want to take his focus from the more important things.

You were looking at his texts and couldn't believe that he really felt that way, but you also wanted to be careful because he was obviously drunk so maybe this wasn't that serious.

You scrolled through your feed, seeing photos from last night, a lot of drivers were posting from different parties, and of course you saw a few pics about him, and if you wouldn't be dissapointed already for not being there, you were now because he looked so handsome and hot in his jeans and his white shirt unbuttoned on top...

Those photos made you feel in a certain way, maybe those encouraged you to finally text him at 5 AM.

"Hey! Saw that it was a pretty good party last night. Hope you had fun, but reading your texts I'm sure you did... 😁 I'm sorry for not being there, but I made a promise, so here's my number:

Get some rest and talk to you later :)"

...

After you sent him the text you fell asleep immediately for a few hours, which was good news given that you had only one day before you have to get back to work.

You woke up around 11 AM, and you immediately checked your phone but there was nothing special except some messages from your best friend.

He's probably sleeping, he had a rough night.

You tried to not to be impatient or anything like that but you were still confused about this whole thing between the two of you so you at least wanted to discuss this situation with him.

It was 3 PM already and you decided to pack your stuff for tomorrow's flight when your phone rang. Your heart skipped a beat and suddenly you realised that you were just standing there not doing anything. You quickly picked up your phone and answered the call from the unknown number.

"It's Y/N speaking."

"Hi Y/N, do I have to introduce myself also?"

Okay, it's him, his voice sounds tired but you loved it and he's already messing with you. Just chill.

"Well, maybe, you never know what kind of stranger has your number." You made a joke to calm yourself first and he chuckled, so it worked for him too.

"Yeah I wanted to tell that you should be careful who you give your number to. Maybe some hungover guy who sent you embarrasing texts last night will try to convince you to meet him."

Am I ready to meet him? I already feel like a teenager.

"That would be awful, can you help me to avoid that guy?"

"Let's see what we can do... I will ask you to come with me for a dinner before he finds you and asks you, so you can get rid of him. What do you think?"

He's a real player.

"Hmm, let me think about this for a minute."

"Be quick that guy is really determined."

I can't with him.

"Okay, you convinced me."

"Great, I'll pick you up at 7 PM, is that right for you?"

"Perfect. And thank you for saving me."

"It's my pleasure. You can thank me later in person."

Oh god.

"See you then. Bye."

"Bye Y/N."

As you hung up you immediately started to plan what to wear like you didn't want him to take it off of you as soon as possible...

#checo perez #sergio perez #checo perez x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #f1 imagine

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octocurse-agere · 2 years

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okok um splat agere + petre headcanons except im agent 8 so everything I say is automatically right/j prolly oddly written bc I'm not v good at grammar

Agents first !! might be a bit long 2 read jdsiofjd

Agent 8 !

Flip (Flip w/ Agent 4, but will be babysat by Callie. Marie or Cuttlefish. Will babysit Captain 3 and Agent 3 (if neo even wants to be), and obviously their moms (pearl + marina) will take care of them)

Doesn't like being called parental petnames but rather stuff like bro/brother or big bro! Sister is off the table, but sibling/sib/sis isn't !

Doesn't regress too often or too deeply, but when they do, they regress from 3-7 but generally stays verbal.

Calls the littles they care for silly nicknames when allowed!

Careful when talking around littles because they know that if you say the wrong thing, they might feel hurt!

Not very strong, and not good at talking, but is a great listener and will follow every command when playing pretend !

While little, Eight wants to be called petnames, but is always too shy to ask whoever taking care of them

These can and will include being called their angel, their little princess, or sweet baby boy.

Chews on things they're not meant to when little, like haphazardly.

Mostly their hands or their shirt. This is a clear way for others to tell when they're starting to feel a bit small. However, anything that feels clean enough to bite WILL absolutely be bitten.

Has to be redirected to other items to chew or they won't stop

Prefers teethers over pacifiers but will chew anything.

Very snugly !! loves to cuddle w/ friends and family! Marina and Four are often victim to this.

Captain 3 !

Little but occasional babysitter. Their primary caregivers are Callie, Marie and Craig Cuttlefish

They don't act too "out of the box"

Until they're in a babyspace

Three will have trouble walking, talking and might get stressed when alone.

They used to regress covertly, but started to lose the ability to mask it after a while.

Despite the lack of verbal communication, they will always find a way to be held.

Loves to be babied always, even if sometimes they hide it.

Not super energetic and hyper, but still loves to play

Their regression isn't normally voluntary, but sometimes they might choose to.

Regresses from 0-5 mainly! Likes to have pacifiers to chew on.

Likes to be told stories! Not a huge fan of the short kiddie books, they prefer to hear one of the longer ones from Cuttlefish.

Doesn't like to sleep, and doesn't like to follow rules

But absolutely will if they get a treat for it

"Oh, you want me to go to bed at 8 pm sharp? Absolutely not." "Oh, you've got icecream? Nevermind, then!" < just without words

Regression isn't normally happy for them, but with the help of the squid sisters and gramps, they've been able to get better!

Baby steps, though. Some days are still bad, and that's ok! Everyone is proud for how far they've come :]

Neo 3 / Agent 3 !

Pet regressor! Doesn't really care to have someone to watch over them as they're pretty independent, but might hang around Callie and Marie, Eight or Deep Cut!

Super energetic and hyper, ready to cause ruckus with their Lil' buddy!

Will absolutely NOT sit still. You cannot get them to be quiet either.

Don't touch them without their permission, even when big. They don't like it at all.

Oftentimes they will be found trying to eat power eggs

Loves just running around in open spaces and climbing things!

Very fast and strong

Would probably break a tree down for fun

Very hard to get them to listen. They have trouble following any rules they set, and tend to not be patient, but some have found the trick!

Likes to do silly things like place smallfry on peoples heads

Tends to chew on things they aren't meant to

Sometimes has bad days where they remember stuff they don't want to. This is the only acception to the "no cargiving + no touch" rule.

They will cling onto anything and anyone that feels familiar

They'd kinda just want to cry and cuddle, that's it

No idea what species they'd regress to, but it'd be sorta wolf-like imo!

Just whatever the splat version of a wolf is

Agent 4!

Flip ! (Flip w/ 8 but will be babysat by Callie or Marie!)

Doesn't have a specific age range

I'd think they'd be super energetic but not as hyper as Neo 3

Very curious! Everything feels new when ur little

When both them and 8 regress they like to do silly pranks

Doesn't bite things they're not meant to. Is inherently the opposite of 8 when little

Most of their regression is voluntary I'd think?

LOVES to play games, mostly board games or pretend!

Very creative and imaginative

Can make up the most thought through fantasy world you've ever seen within 5 minutes and go through a whole villain arc in Marie's living room

It's very fun to watch, and everyone has to join in (or else/j)

Not a huge cuddler, but will absolutely cling to 8

Loves to run around and color things in their ink or draw!

Either EXTREMELY talkative or you won't hear a peep from them

Forgets to do things like eat and hydrate all the time and will not remember, which is the main reason why others take care of them.

Basically a mind reader. Absolutely 100% knows when you're hiding cookies from them.

Loves sugar

Don't let them have a sugar rush, You will regret it.

Very smart! Loves telling you new things that they learned while studying

Very good at listening also, no problems with rules

plsplspls tell me if u want more !!! I don't mind taking suggestions :D

#would've given neo or 4 the color yellow but it's hard 2 see #splatoon agere #splatoon headcanons #splatoon agents #fandom agere #splatoon #agere #agere headcanons #agere splatoon #petre #petre splatoon

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HOW EVERYONE FOUND OUT ABOUT MARY’S CRUSH ON JASON (Jason was officially the last person to know)

PART 2- SIRIUS

(This also accidentally became “how Mary became the first person to know Sirius liked Marlene”)

As years passed Sirius and Mary became even closer friends. They trusted each other, loved each other. They both had ‘escaped’ their houses to live with their best friends, therefore they understood each other better than anyone. They spend so much time together— they practically knew everything about each other. They had talked about everything at their ritual late night talks in the garden of Potters. Usually along with Marlene and James. They’d watch the stars and talk until the sun came up. Well they knew everything except for one little thing— their crushes. Not that they tried to hide it from each other, it just never came up. This is how it comes out.

December 1975– Year 5

10:00 PM

Marlene was about to cry out of laughter. Sirius had already shed a few tears. God, neither one of them had this much fun in the longest while. Well, to be honest, they always had so much fun when they were together. They would completely forgot about the rest of the world and focus solely on that very moment. It came so natural to them. Just like how today, they spontaneously decided to sneak out to Hogsmeade. Just the two of them since everyone else had stupid excuses. “Boring people” as Marlene would say.

They took James’ invisibility cloak, the map, and sneaked out. Normally, Sirius wouldn’t even talk about the existence of the cloak near anyone who was not Remus James or Peter, but Marlene did not count of course. She knew James longer than anyone had, she knew about the cloak since she was a toddler.

1:00 AM

Time had literally flown. Marlene and Sirius just had so much fun. They drank the best butter beer of their lives -they swear it was different-. They tried to make a snowman that resembled Snivellus which then turned into a snowball fight that ended up with Marlene laying on the snow and Sirius on top of her, shoving snow in her face.

Now, they were back. Wandering around the empty halls. Laughing, pausing only when they thought they had heard footsteps.

“You know what Sirius, I don’t think I’ve had this much fun in a while.” Marlene confessed. “Oh so you’re admitting that spending time with me isn’t, well, how did you put it? Oh yeah, “a total torture and the twisted way of universe getting back at you for printing James’ naked baby pictures and hanging them around the common room 2 years ago” Quoting you, of course.” Sirius replied playfully, with a cocky smirk on his face that appeared with Marlene’s compliment. He never cared about what people thought of him, except for Marlene. He could never quite understand why, he just felt so blissfully happy. He wanted to freeze time and stay in that moment. God, when did he become a sappy poet? He never thought stuff like that. He was spending too much time with James. That had to be why.

“Nevermind, it sucked, I hope I never see you again.” replied Marlene, obviously regretting that she had fed his already huge ego. She tried to look fed up, but she couldn’t hide her smile. “Oh, you can’t even hide it, you adore me” Sirius said teasingly as he put an arm around her. Marlene rolled her eyes but did not make an effort to remove his arm.

When they arrived at the common room, it was completely empty. “Well then, we have a long day tomorrow, good night Black” said Marlene as she took off the jacket Sirius had given her when she was cold. She put a kiss on his cheek, winked, and walked up to her room. Sirius was frozen. This wasn’t anything new. They flirted with each other all the time. That’s how Marlene was— how both of them were. It never meant anything. Playful comments, teasing each other, winks and kisses.. It was all so ordinary. But why did it not feel like that at that moment? Sirius felt his heart pounding, his throat closing. Why was this happening? Why was he speechless? He couldn’t even open his mouth to say ‘good night’ back. He was standing at the same exact spot for the past minute, all frozen and thinking about the same moment. He could still smell her perfume and the feel the heat of her lips on his cheek.

Sirius suddenly heard a loud thud. That pulled him away from his thoughts. He was grateful for the distraction. He didn’t like how his mind worked at that particular moment.

The common room was empty, so the voices must’ve been coming from outside. Sirius decided to go out and find out where it came from. He wish he hadn’t. What the hell were Mulciber and his idiotic friends were doing in the hallway at 1 am? On any other day, Sirius would cause some kind of trouble. However, that particular night, he had much bigger issues. He ignored them and was about to get back in the common room through the portrait, when Mulciber yelled “Oh what a shame, isn’t the Mckinnon girl with you?” That was enough to make Sirius turn around. Mulciber’s friends were smiling cockily, they knew exactly what they were doing. “Come again?” Sirius asked impatiently. He could feel his blood boil. “Well, we all saw you sneak in with blondie.” Sirius was already walking closer to him, “Don’t worry, we won’t snitch if you set one of is up with her” That was it. Sirius became blind with rage. He lost all of his logic, his mind was completely blank. How dare he mention her name like that? “Fucking bastard” he muttered as he punched the boy in the jaw with a swift but strong motion. He realized he put too much strength into his punch when he heard the sound of his bones and the loud cursing. Sirius’ knuckles were all bloody, and Mulciber’s jaw was rapidly swelling. Sirius wanted to do more, he could feel all of his anger come to the surface. But he decided he’d deal with them later. Before they could even do anything, he got in the common room through the portrait.

He could still hear their voices coming from the outside. Inviting him to come outside and have a redo. But the voices in his head were louder.

Sirius was feeling a lot. He tried to focus on the anger, but he couldn’t deny his confusion. Why did the idea of Marlene dating someone else bother him so much? Was it because it was Mulciber? That must be why, right? Yeah definitely. That’s why he was so protective. But what about tonight? Sirius never felt like that when he spent alone time with Mary or any one of his girl friends. He and Marlene flirted all the time, but it didn’t mean anything— it wasn’t supposed to mean anything. So why could he literally hear the sound of his heartbeat when she kissed him? He was going to lose his mind. This wasn’t him. He never thought this much about anything. Merlin, he barely thought most of the time. What had gotten into him? Why was all of this coming out now? Had he always felt this way and repressed it like he repressed everything? Nah, this was James. He must’ve put something in his drink and that’s why he was losing his mind.

He had a long day. He cleaned up and went to bed. But there was no peace even then. He had a dream. Marlene was making out with someone. He couldn’t figure out who the man was, but he seemed handsome, tall and strong. Sirius just felt angry, so very angry.. and to his surprise, jealous. Suddenly, he punched the man and started kissing Marlene himself. Then, they were together. Pressed together. He looked happy— so happy.

Sirius woke up in sweats. Oh god. He had made out with Marlene in his dream. What kind of a twisted game was his mind playing to him? Sure, he had flirted with Marlene before. And he did found her attractive, but everyone did. He never dreamt of it. You were supposed to dream about people you had feelings for beyond just attraction— like how every dream James saw was either about Lily or quidditch (or like most of the time, something combining both.) Sirius had never felt this confused and overwhelmed before. He hated having to think about it. But he had no choice. Even falling asleep wasn’t safe.

He decided to go downstairs and have a cigarette. He couldn’t risk falling asleep again. He quietly left the boy’s dormitory. When he climbed down the stairs, he realized he wasn’t the only one awake at 3 am. Mary was sitting by the window, looking out until she heard Sirius’ footsteps. She turned around to look at him. Certainly, neither of them was expecting anyone else to be awake. “What are you doing?” they asked each other at the same time. Mary smiled lightly. “I’ll go first.” She felt like Sirius needed the push. Well, he did and he really appreciated it. She did not look the happiest either, yet she was still there for him. She always knew how to be there for him. Selfless as usual. Sirius preferred to be alone when he felt overwhelmed. He never felt like explaining— he was used to bottling everything up. However, Mary was an exception. She always knew what he felt, and she always knew what to do and what to say. Out of all the people he could’ve ran into, he was glad that it was her. After all, Mary knew so much about him.

“I couldn’t sleep. Having too much in my mind didn’t help. I’m assuming it’s the same for you.” Mary began sympathetically. “Yeah something like that” Sirius smiled lightly. But it was very clear that he was still pondering about what his dream- and the entire day- meant. Sirius rarely looked puzzled or thoughtful, so it was very easy for Mary to spot the difference. “So do you want to talk about what’s troubling you or are we going to tiptoe around it? I’m fine with either.” Mary said with a smile. Sirius knew that she really would be fine with either, although she’d prefer the first one. Maybe he would too. He couldn’t figure this out on his own, Mary could help. Sirius trusted her completely, but he still wasn’t sure. If he said it out loud, it would be too real. He didn’t know if he was ready for that, but it was better than keeping it to himself and losing his mind , right?

“Okay, well, um” Sirius began. He never really got speechless. Merlin, today was a first for a lot of things. He took a deep breath. Mary had soft eyes. She looked at him assuringly. “I don’t want to say anything and set it in stone. Because honestly, I still don’t know..” “And this is the first I’ve really thought of it- like really, just 2 hours ago- and you are the first person I’m going to tell.” Mary laughed. “I feel honored. Though I might need to be careful of a very jealous James Potter.” Sirius laughed too. “Oh yeah, I’m never going to hear the end of this.”

There was a momentary pause and Sirius knew he had to continue. “I think I might like Marlene” he mumbled so fast that Mary wasn’t sure the words actually left his mouth. “Okay now that’s over, let’s talk about you!” Sirius said, eager to change the topic and pretend like his confession didn’t happen. Mary just laughed. Sirius looked so desperate , she hadn’t seen him like that.. ever. She was having the time of her life. But she wasn’t surprised at all. No. It was actually funny to her that Sirius had just came to this “big revelation.” It wasn’t a big revelation. Everyone knew it but them.

“It was time, finally.” replied Mary. She laughed. “What? Why aren’t you surprised?” Sirius was confused. He definitely thought he’d get more of a reaction. This was huge for him. Mary continued smiling, “Honey, everyone knew. Well maybe not James, he’s a bit slow.” Sirius couldn’t help but laugh at that. James was truly unaware of everything happening around him if it wasn’t about Lily. But he was still confused. “What do you mean everyone knew?” “Well, the way you look at each other, the way you act around each other. It’s so obvious that it’s more than childish flirting. You guys bicker like a married couple, act like a married couple.”

Sirius thought about that. Was that true? Did he always like Marlene and had figured it out just now? And it hit him. How could he have been so blind this whole time? He always seeked an opportunity to flirt with her, tease her— just to be around her. He had always convinced himself that it was nothing. No, he did not allow himself to even think about it. But now it all made sense. Why he couldn’t stand the idea of Marlene being with someone else.

Mary watched reality hit Sirius. Well, better late than never. The sight of Sirius realizing that he had been absolutely oblivious amused Mary on a complete different level. “My pain entertains you, huh?” he asked dramatically. Mary just laughed. “Well, let me enjoy it. I’ve been waiting for this day for ages. We all had an ongoing bet actually. “What!” exclaimed Sirius. “You had an ongoing bet about me and Marlene? I thought we only had one about James and Lily!” Sirius said betrayed. Mary laughed at that “Oh Sirius, we have bets about everyone.” “You filthy gambler!” Sirius joked. They both started laughing.

It was incredible how they made each other forget about their troubles. But still, Sirius was very anxious. He hadn’t exprienced something like this before. The feeling was new to him. He didn’t know what to do or what to feel. Mary could see that. She wanted to help him. But she felt like a hypocrite. She was in the same shoes, if not worse. She had finally admitted that she liked Jason, but she couldn’t do anything about it. She just felt so confused and consumed by her emotions. That was one of the things that had kept her up at this hour. Her train of thoughts wouldn’t give her a break.

“Well, you know why I’m awake at 3 am. Why are you?” asked Sirius as if he had read her mind. Mary took a deep breath. She had always intended to tell Sirius. This was the perfect opportunity. Her confession would definitely help him feel less lonely, and it would help Mary very much too.

“It’s very similar to your situation.” Mary began. Sirius’ brows rose. He looked confused but intrigued. “With the exception that I’m not a complete idiot and I was aware of my feelings long before.” Mary couldn’t help but add. Sirius laughed. “Well, well, well. Mary Macdonald, who’s the lucky guy?” He asked with a smirk. Now, /he/ was amused. But Mary could see beneath that, he was just happy that there was someone who understood him. Someone he could share this with. She knew his secret, and he knew hers.

“It’s Jason.” Mary admitted after a long moment. “Jason?” practically gasped Sirius. “Shh” whispered Mary, and couldn’t help but laugh. Sirius looked so astonished. He did not know who he expected, but it certainly wasn’t Jason. Well, actually, who else could it be? “Sirius? Are you having a stroke?” Mary asked. Sirius laughed, “You wish. I’m just surprised. Have I been blind about this like how I’ve been blind about Marlene?” Mary laughed, “Oh believe me, you’ve been blind to so many things, I don’t know where to begin from.” Another wave of laughter. “Who else knew?” “Well, James knows” “James knew? That git!” Sirius exclaimed way too dramatically. “Don’t be jealous, you’re the second person I’ve told.” “Well, that’s not too bad I reckon.” he smiled proudly.

“Wait, I never asked you how you finally realized you had feeling for Marlene.” Mary asked. She had assumed that a rock had hit Sirius’ head and that’s how he came to his senses. Sirius looked out of the window and began very casually, as if he were talking about what he had for breakfast. “Well, Mulciber asked me about her and I punched him and then my knuckles were all bloody.” “What!” Mary yelled and laughed at the same time. Merlin, this boy. Mary would tease him endlessly. Sirius continued, “Then I dreamt of Marlene kissing another guy, and I got jealous. Then I started kissing her in my dream and I woke up in sweats.” Mary’s laughter continued. “Oh Sirius, your mind is a wonder.” Mary did not want to scare him more than he already was, so she would keep some of her thoughts for herself now— but Merlin, Sirius loved her. What he was telling was not an ordinary crush, especially considering his past. But he had to realize that himself.

Normally, Sirius would not be able to confess to such a thing. His dream was way too embarrassing to even say out loud, but for some reason, he did not even hesitate ro tell it to Mary. “You are the only one I would make such an humiliating confession to, you know that right? Not even James, he would never stop talking about it.” “Who says I won’t?” teased Mary. They both knew it would stay between the two of them just like many of their shared secrets.

“Okay, your turn. Tell me everything. From the beginning. Leave no details.” said Sirius. Sirius truly wanted to listen to her, know all about it, and that put a small smile on Mary’s lips. She took a deep breath, “Oh that’s gonna take a while.” “Well, I have all the time in the world.” Sirius replied as he offered her a cigarette from his pocket. They both definitely needed it. “You’re a lifesaver” Mary smiled as she grabbed the lighter from his hands. But she wasn’t thanking him just for the cigarette. She really was thankful that he was beside her, and truly wanted to listen to her. “We deserved it.” said Sirius as he lit her and then his own cigarette. At that moment, they both felt so grateful for each other. Now, they had someone they could talk to about their secret crushes. It was their thing. Whenever they wanted to talk about it, they had each other.

#mary macdonald and sirius black #blackinnon #marson

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