#Then when we were seventeen-ish she would move away for college

[jj-pines]

Has anyone else ever had dreams that last years? Then you just wake up in tears because what just happened??

[ivystoryweaver]

your dads rival!leto atreides headcanons were delicious what do you think about dads rival!nathan bateman?

Your Father’s Rival!Nathan Bateman

Would Nathan engage in mainstream, juvenile behavior simply to piss off his rival? (Yes. Yes he would) Notes: smut, a bunch of oral, language. it's naughty

Word count: 3k

The above^ mentioned Father'sRival!Leto Atreides hc's @reallyrallyauthor received similar asks (Father's Rival!Nathan) and you HAVE to read the thots and headcanons - they are amazing

Everyone’s on Bluebook. Everyone. Except your family. Your friends never stop complaining about it. Your dad owns a less popular, less lucrative, but still - formidable social media platform, in addition to the rest of his business

And he hates Nathan Bateman.

He and Nathan went to school together-ish, briefly. Your dad was a superstar TA, about to finish his master's degree, when a sixteen-year-old freshman stole his spotlight. Nathan finished his two degrees and all his postgraduate work in two years,

Never got a doctorate because it was “boring.”

Your dad insists Nathan stole the idea for Bluebook. You just laugh at him. “Sure, he did, Dad.”

Despite your father's insistence to the contrary, you show up on Bluebook because you’re always in pictures with your friends.

One day your friend calls you absolutely freaking out. After a string of “oh my god oh my god's” she finally tells you that Nathan Bateman himself has liked her photo.

“Sure he did,” you deadpan. (Do you ever believe anyone?)

The next picture posted with you in it (by a completely different friend) gets a like from him. Then another, and another. One of your friends starts to put it together. Nathan has liked seventeen pictures by 6 different friends and the only connecting factor is that you are in each of them.

Then you get the email. “Nathan Bateman has invited you to join Bluebook.” You laugh. Sure it’s him. As if the reclusive billionaire plays middle school games.

But out of overwhelming curiosity and pure, college rebellion, you sign up before you can think too hard about it.

Your friends go crazy. “Look who’s finally here!” You get tagged in a hundred and one things…and Nathan likes every single one of them.

“Nathan Bateman follows you.” With the authenticated checkmark and everything. Your friends become obsessed. They follow every like, screenshotting and reposting like crazy.

Of course, by now, your father is livid. This is a betrayal of your entire family, apparently.

"You cannot give that man an inch," your dad rants, attempting to lecture you while you make dinner.

"What does that even mean?" You huff.

"He's using you to get to me," he conspiratorially rambles, pacing back and forth. "He's trying to destroy me. He's trying to take you away from me."

"He liked some pictures," you shrug, rolling your eyes. "Besides, he probably has like perfect models at his house every other weekend. He definitely doesn't want to take me anywhere."

An alert on your phone chimes.

Nathan Bateman. "Come to a party with me."

Oh shit.

"Who is that?" Your dad practically roars, fearing the worst. He is, unfortunately, correct in assuming Nathan is making a move. Or shit-shirring, whichever.

"Dad, I'm not answering that question." You fold your arms over your chest, tucking your phone out of his sight. "I'm twenty-two. Not twelve."

You lock yourself in your room and reply to Nathan, your heart pounding in your chest as you do.

"How did you get this number?"

"You signed up for Bluebook," He sends back. "I'll pick you up tonight at 10:00."

"Wait, tonight? Where are we going? What do I wear?"

"What you're wearing right now is fine. See you then."

What you're wearing right now.... is he spying on you?

You, of course, change out of your around-the-house clothes and dress in what you hope is passable party attire.

A limo arrives at 10:00 sharp to pick you up and you dart out the door, thankful your dad is already snoring on the couch. The driver opens the door for you, but the car is otherwise empty.

Your phone dings. "You changed clothes. I told you not to."

Your mouth drops open as you furiously type back, "You're really fucking creepy."

"Thank you"

You arrive at the nicest hotel in the city and are shuffled up to the penthouse. Nathan himself greets you in a white undershirt, thin gray joggers and bare feet. The shirt hugs his impressive muscles while the joggers highlight a bulge between his legs that makes your eyes linger.

"Jesus, that took forever. Should've sent the chopper."

He turns on his heel and walks inside, assuming you'll follow, which you do. Glancing around, you realize no one else is at this "party"

He plops down at a dining room table, pulls one leg up into his chair, grabs some chopsticks and continues eating a meal he started without you.

Noticing you standing there, stupefied, he motions to the chair across from him with his chopsticks.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" You scoff, folding your arms over your chest.

Dark eyebrows shoot up over his wire frames questioningly.

"I'm allergic to shellfish...and basically like the whole ocean."

(He knows)

"Shit," he laughs. "Better not post a picture of our date, then, or your father will accuse me of attempted murder."

“Date? This is supposed to be a party."

Before he answers you, he holds up his phone and snaps your picture.

"What the hell are you - "

Ding, ding, dingdingingngngngg before you can even finish your sentence, your phone blows up with Bluebook notifications.

Nathan Bateman has tagged you in a photo. It's you, standing here, now. Thank god you dressed cute, but the expression on your face could be better. Still, you've looked worse.

But it's the caption. My fucking hot date

Nathan grabs the phone out of your hand and silences it, making sure it doesn't vibrate either.

"You have notifications on? Desperate." He tuts condescendingly.

You snatch the phone back and whack Nathan on the arm. "You said party. Not date. Do you ever tell the truth?"

He shrugs. "Well...you are fucking hot."

Smooth. “Why…am I here exactly?”

He nods, shoveling more fish into his mouth. “I know you ate dinner with your dad, but those Italian subs you like are on the way if you’re still hungry.”

"Mr. Bateman, really - "

He snorts. "Mr. Bateman was my father."

You gasp in mock surprise. "You mean to tell me you didn't come out of a test tube?"

He motions at you with his chopsticks. "Where do you get that sense of humor? Certainly not from your father. I've never met anyone with less imagination."

"What do you want, Nathan? Assassination by shellfish?" You fold your arms over your chest. "No way am I worth all this effort."

"Nonsense, I've been orchestrating our meeting for some time." Finally he confesses. "I’m buying out your father’s company and I want you to convince him to surrender peacefully.”

You don’t even know where to begin. Your dad is selling? Nathan’s buying? “You would never need someone like me for something like that.” You call his bluff.

He insists he’ll make it worth your while.

“How?”

He shrugs. “I have a huge dick.”

Wha? “You’re disgusting.”

“Why? According to your porn history, you fantasize about riding a big dick. I have one. Your dad surrenders peacefully, you get to ride my dick.”

"If you wanted me to touch you, you shouldn't have covered yourself in deadly allergens. Dumbass."

He continues eating. “Your loss. Your dad will already think we fucked though.”

He’s right. Everyone will actually, after that picture.

“So you might as well at least get a hate fuck out of it.”

“I hate you,” you redundantly declare. You head for the door. He is way over the line.

“You’ll be back.”

The aftermath is absurd. Your father is enraged, your friends will not shut up about your “date” with Nathan (and demand the details about the alleged sex you had with him).

Nathan sends flowers. Tulips (your favorite) mixed with stargazer lilies (which you’re allergic to). 'Miserable without you' the card says.

Your father half seriously threatens to kick you out.

Nathan tags you on Bluebook, saying you’re going to Hawaii together, if you’ll stop being mad at him.

From there, interested people start a whole narrative online, quickly and easily convincing themselves that you’re together. He texts you for weeks (You text him back. He's funny) and even calls you sometimes.

One evening, his face appears on your screen - a call you didn't accept. "Why are you stalking me?"

"Did you pack for Hawaii yet? I sent some things over."

He's working out. No glasses. Tank top. Sweat. Muscles. Fuck, he's hot.

"Yes, Nathan, I got all twenty packages." With beautiful clothes and accessories exactly your size and style. Damn him.

"But you didn't pack?" He waves his hand dismissively. "Fuck it, I'll buy you new stuff when we get there."

You remind Nathan how he is trying to destroy your father's company, not to mention steal your inheritance, so there is definitely no way you're going to Hawaii with him.

"Come over then. No shellfish, I swear. I'll eat you out instead."

Holy shit.

You’re stupefied.

He groans.

“Are you going to stare at the screen or go outside and get in the limo? I’m waiting.”

This time, the limo takes you to a helipad. You reluctantly climb on a helicopter, briefly wondering if this is a corporate kidnapping or the first leg of your alleged Hawaiian adventure. After quite a long ride, you arrive at a well hidden, sprawling estate, tucked effortlessly into the side of a mountain.

It’s freezing, but Nathan waits for you in a light windbreaker and joggers, with bare feet.

You’re secretly thrilled that he’s waiting to greet you. He kisses your cheek almost affectionately, then turns on his heel and walks away. You follow, naturally.

Once inside, he motions to a gigantic vase filled with calla lilies. “Those are for you. My assistant sent you those fucking stargazer lilies. Well, former assistant. By the way, do you want a job?”

Your hands land on your hips. “You already tried to kill me with shellfish, so I just assumed stargazer lilies were the next logical step. And did you seriously just ask me if I want to be your personal assistant? On the heels of you stealing my inheritance?”

“My assistant made almost as much as your father pays himself before I fired him,” he scoffs, pushing his glasses up his nose with one finger. "I'm not touching your inheritance." He nods to a stack of papers. "It's all right there. Have your attorneys take a look."

Slowly you approach the table, tracing one fingertip over the beautiful calla lilies before reaching for the papers. You sigh, shaking your head. "You're talking about my dad's life work. He'll never agree."

Nathan shrugs one shoulder. "He said he would if I'd leave you alone. Never see you again, ghost you."

Your eyes go wide. "Then what am I doing here?"

He waves his hand dismissively, inching toward you. "I still have to eat you out."

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Nathan's thick beard and perfect lips have been nestled scandalously between your thighs for thirty-eight minutes. You've gushed all over him twice, in, hands down, the best orgasms you've ever had in your life.

Better than anybody before him. Better than your vibrator. And your other vibrator.

Your fingertips play with his fuzzy hair as your hips eagerly rock into his face again and again. Tears streak down your cheeks, pooling on the couch pillow under your hair. The overstimulation is like nothing you've ever dreamed - searing every nerve ending in delicious torture.

But you can't stop and he won't stop.

You thought he was fucking with you when he asked you to come over so he could eat you out. He hasn't even used his fingers - only his lips and tongue, stroking, licking, sucking, swirling, fucking up into you over and over. His thick fingers dig into your thighs, holding you in place while his thumbs languidly trace the sensitive spot where your ass meets the back of your thigh.

Body shuddering in rapture, you teeter on the precipice of another wave of pleasure tinged with the slightest discomfort skittering along your spine because it's just too fucking much.

"Nathan...Nathan," you breathlessly moan, halfheartedly attempting to push his shoulders away from your pussy.

He raises his head just long enough to meet your blissed out, watery gaze, smiling in satisfaction. "You're close, honey. Give me one more." And dives back in without a moment's hesitation.

"oh fuck..." incoherent moans and gasps follow as he suckles your clit between his lips so tortuously your back arches off the couch. His tongue joins, rapidly flicking your swollen bud as you shatter and gush, squirting all over his tongue and soaking his beard.

Your vision goes white and your body limply falls away from his mouth as he releases you, groaning with the satisfaction that his rival's daughter is underneath him, whimpering and squirting.

His cock is so hard it hurts and he's leaked through his thin joggers, rubbing himself against your leg while he got you off. Now, as you come back to yourself, he pulls his dick out and jerks it rough and quick, licking his lips at the sight of your glistening pussy that he can still taste in his mouth.

Your eyes flicker open to the sight of Nathan, pants pooled at his ankles, thick fingers wrapped around his dick. He was not lying. His cock is huge. Not comedically huge, like ridiculously, unfuckably huge, but definitely the thickest and longest you've ever had.

Not that you've had him. Yet.

Wetting your lips, you reach up to help him jerk off, which pulls a filthy string of curses from his lips. Pushing your fingers through his, you work up and down his shaft, bringing your other hand underneath him to cup his balls. He hisses and then groans as your tongue swirls over his leaking tip.

"If Daddy could see you now. Naked, on your knees, with my cock in your mouth. Fuck..."

You should be mad, or something. But you open your mouth wider and let Nathan push his cock all the way to the back of your throat, gagging as you swallow his tip. The most beautiful, dirty sounds you've ever heard from a man fall out of his lips as he thrusts a few times in rapid succession, praising and degrading you in the same sentence.

You can't breathe, tears burn your eyes, but through your cloudy vision, you can see his lips moving like a prayer, corded neck straining as he releases his hold in his dick and grips the nape of your neck, fucking your face, thrusting so hard you know your jaw will be sore for days.

You keep jerking him, fondling and caressing every bit of him that won't fit in your mouth. It's been a long time since you sucked a cock, and never one this big, but you keep taking it because he sounds weak for you and he's calling you his and telling you how good you feel.

Your mind fleetingly drifts to the safe word he gave you before he dove into your pussy: the one you shrugged off, as if he could possibly make you need it.

He scoffed at you. "Honey, if you don't wanna safeword tonight, I'm doing something wrong."

"Asshole," you huffed as he licked the first stripe between your folds, sending your head flying back and your mouth gasping.

You tap his leg forcefully three times and he instantly pulls out of your mouth as you gag and sputter, your weight falling forward. Bracing yourself on your hands, you drag in gulps of air, realizing that Nathan is above you finishing himself off, getting off on the fact that he's ruined you.

Hot spurts of come splatter across your bare shoulders and back. "Stay down," he orders, sent over the edge by the sight of you naked and on all fours. He unloads on you, painting your skin until he's spent. He flops back on the other end of the sofa, half naked, limp dick flopping as his eyes squeeze shut in bliss.

You're drenched in cum and sweat and your slick, filthy and somehow still wildly turned on. The thought fleetingly crosses your mind - that you wish Nathan would take your picture. Not to post, but it would just feel deliciously dirty to know he had a picture of your naked body, covered in his cum, that he could jerk off to.

"I should post a picture of you now," he lazily grins, reading your mind. "Really piss him off. Get banned from my own site."

You stand, hands landing on bare hips. "Are you going to mention my dad every time we fuck?"

He chuckles, standing to join you. "Have we even really fucked yet? Let's clean up. Our flight to Hawaii is in four hours."

"Hawaii again?" You gasp. "Nathan - "

"Look, you drive a hard bargain," he concedes, throwing his hands up. Reaching for his glasses, he kicks off his joggers off his ankles, now as naked as you. "Final offer: I'm already getting your dad's company. He's being fairly compensated. You still get your inheritance and you have generous stock in my company."

Inching forward, he reaches for the swell of your hips, pulling you flush against his muscled chest. "You get to ride my dick, you come with me to Hawaii, I get to post a selfie of us in bed together."

Your mouth drops open.

"Just from the shoulders up," he counters, before you can fire off a protest.

"I don't think I'm getting much out of this deal," you pout. "Your dick can't be that good."

"It is," he almost playfully assures you, nodding rapidly.

As you roll your eyes, he nibbles on your bottom lip. "Come on. I've never made this much effort for anyone."

"You hate my dad that much?"

"No. I want to fuck you that much."

"You're full of shit, Bateman."

"Smile." He snaps your picture. You dive for the phone, squealing at him not to post it. He has no intention of doing so, but attempting to wrestle the phone away from him is how you end up on his living room floor, riding his huge dick.

As your eyes roll back in your head while you're coming, Nathan smirks victoriously.

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[amnignsity]

Why not?...

Lee Minho x Male reader.

Reader is kinda childish when it comes to Minho in a way. >Minho calls reader BunBun while Reader calls Minho minmin.<

You and Minho have been friends since the beginning of kindergarten, always together and never apart.

Hand holding one another and sticking up for each other neither of you guys could ever be separated.

"Look minmin! it's a caterpillar!" You uttered being 5 years old as you point at a caterpillar, 6 year old Minho looks at it before looking at you with a disgusted expression.

"It has too many arms, bunbun..." Minho uttered as I quickly lifted you up moving you behind him while you jsut pouted crossing your arms.

"But it's so cute~" You whined while minho just pulled you away from it like was gonna harm you. Minho rolled his eyes as he huffed having alot of attitude despite being a kid.

"It's poisonous." Minho uttered as he makes you sit down the sand play area - grabbing a sandcastle making equipment, a shovel, bucket, etc...

You could barely remember it - he was your little protector since childhood and while you two grow up.

You couldn't help but notice how everything slowly shifted to place.

"But minmin...you said we could today..." 12 year old you pouted as you sat at the edge of his bed, running your hands through your hair while minho focused on his project.

"I said there MIGHT be a chance we could.." 13 years old Minho said as he grabs the hot glue gun and does his work. You crossed your arms as you pouted.

"Fine then I'll go a-" "No you won't" Minho interrupted you briefly as he sighed, looking at you with his stern gaze that others would be intimidated off but not you.

Never you..

You held your breath as you looked at him with an angry pouty look trying to be angry but the look minho gave you was too cute...cute?...nah funny.

"Pft-.. you look like a gargoyle..." You laughed while minho grumbled a hint of red against his cheeks as he looked at you, briefly frowning before a soften gaze was placed for a bit.

You're voice is like music to his ears...

"But she said she loves me, minmin!" 16 year old you uttered in pure distress as you whimpered sobbing mess as you desperately gripped on his shirt while 17 year old minho softly caresses your back.

"I know..." Minho muttered as you both hid behind a wall away from the horrid scenery of your girlfriend kissing another man.

Minho looked at the ways the bouquet of flowers you bought was now on the ground a mess and thrown easily.

How badly wanted to destroy her life then and there...

Maybe not the best way to act upon or think of when angry but she betrayed and hurted someone who loved her.

Specially someone like his best friend who he cares for alot...

You both laid upon the soft grass, having a picnic as you gaze upon the stars—they shined so brightly against the dark purple-ish blue sky and how the moon was lightning up the way.

"Aren't the stars beautiful tonight, minmin?..." You spoke calmly as you sighed—Minho hums in response as he continued to glance your way.

Look into your eyes as they reflect the stars in the night, laying beside one another as your hands were grazing against each other.

"They are...they look so beautiful..." Minho muttered, you chuckled a bit as it was slightly rare for Minho to speak in such a sweet and soft tone. Mostly quiet and a hint of sass but still...

Minho couldn't help but feel the way his heart slightly flutter at the sound of your voice, the butterflies swirling around his stomach, his ears red and his lips into a small smile.

Looking at the way your side profile looks, he thinks you look beautiful even if you find yourself being insecure about it—the way your lashes flutter with each and every blink, your cheeks puffing up with every smile you make.

You were seventeen now and minho was eighteen...

He was gonna be going away for college very soon—but he'd stop a year just to wait for you...

You sighed softly as you slowly closed your eyes and just feel the wind and coldness of it pass through your bodies—slowly feeling another warmth as minho's hand gently covered yours.

"BunBun...You're shivering, you're cold too..." Minho mumbled as he slowly gets a blanket beside him but he still didn't let go of your hand—you slightly opened your eyes as you look up at him.

His face card was always insane to you, he was adorable but also fierce. He was handsome but also hot?...you couldn't help but admire how his brows were furrowed and how how much he prioritizes you above anyone else.

"I am...minmin...can we stay like this forever?.." You asked as you slowly intertwined both your hands together—sharing your warmth as minho's eyes soften and slowly pulled you into a hug.

You found yourself nuzzled against his neck as you both cuddled underneath the stars, the silence were peaceful and so comforting towards you both.

"Of course, BunBun...Remember always together in forever?.." Minho muttered the same words you spoke when you were little—earning a soft chuckle from your lips as you sighed and repeated.

"Always together in forever..."

You slowly closed your eyes as your breathing steadied—Minho was awake still, holding your sleeping figure as he gently tightens his hold. His chin over your head as he sighed.

Feeling a tear slid down his cheek whilst he thinks about everything...about you..

"You know minmin...If you were a girl...I'd date you..." You uttered being sick and in bed whilst he fed you your soup—hearing your words as he froze a bit.

Minho chuckled nervously as he sweatdrops a bit, gulping the lump forming in his throat as he repeats your words inside his head before slowly parting his lips and speaking as well.

"Why not now too?..." Minho muttered cheekily trying to hide the fact that he was nervous and flustered at the thought—looking down at you, gently moving the little pieces of hair stuck against your forehead.

You were warm, very hot infact due to the fever—slightly sweating as you gaze upon him, you could barely think or register your words. The warm your body was making made you hazy.

"Because you're a boy...and everyone knows boys can't like boys..."

You uttered softly—Minho froze at your words as he felt suddenly sick to his stomach at the way it dropped, eyes brimming with tears as his breath slightly stopped. Looking down at you who looked so innocent while saying those hurtful words...

Minho shuddered as he sniffled quietly remembering that moment...oh how cruel was this world to him. Holding you tightly as he tried to stop himself from crying, maybe trying to comfort himself too knowing the fact he couldn't have you.

Maybe in another life...he can have you...

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[lalainajanes]

17 + 43 for the prompts!! so happy to see that you're accepting prompts

Okay, these are from a list I reblogged awhile back thinking writing would be done (but then 2020 decided do continue to be 2020 - aka a series of awful awfulness). I’ve missed writing and I’m getting back into the habit so I decided to finish up a short-ish thing that was already in progress.

#17 was meeting at a party whilst drunk au and #43 was falling in love with their best friend’s partner au. But I didn’t get to drunk and I’m cheating a little bit with the definition of partner – my brain is an angst free zone these days!

That Perfect Stranger

As much as Caroline hates surprises, she does take a certain amount of joy in surprising other people. When she’d gotten an invite to Bonnie Bennett’s 50th birthday party, she’d immediately started investigating flights to New Orleans.

She hadn’t RSVP’d. Rude? Probably. Caroline had rationalized that, based on the invites (champagne cardstock embossed with a shimmer so subtle it had to be stupidly expensive), whoever was throwing the party wouldn’t skimp on food or drink, so an extra person wouldn’t be an issue.

It’s been about ten years since she’d last seen Bonnie, and she’s never visited Bon’s adopted home town.

Weaving her way through the thick crowds on the streets, carried along by the music and the energy, Caroline’s kicking herself for not making the trip sooner. She has a general idea of where she’s going, has the address memorized, but she’s content to take a meandering route.

That might be the slight buzz she already has going – either the drinks from the bars here are really heavy on the booze, or there’s something in them designed to affect vampires. She’s getting a few appreciative leers in her short metallic dress, but given the vast array of attire on display – from ratty jeans, to sparkly costumes, to the tiniest club skirts – she doesn’t feel out of place.

She might have to stay a few extra days and do some exploring.

Caroline’s not entirely sure how her oldest friend had ended up in New Orleans. They’d reconnected long after Bonnie had made the move. Bonnie’s never been one to brag though Caroline’s heard whispers from other acquaintances. Something about evil witches coming back from the dead, mortal danger, a showdown of supernatural species, then Bonnie showing up to kick ass and take names.

At the time, Caroline had still been committed to pretending to be human. She’d fled Mystic Falls when it became clear that far too many people wanted to kill her, had hitchhiked across a few states before her cash had run out in Chicago.

Luckily, she’d mastered compulsion easily. Chicago was home to all sorts of easy marks – business bros who genuinely thought hitting on a seventeen-year-old girl was a thing they should be doing. Typically, such a man’s only redeeming quality, which Caroline had been happy to take advantage of, was the lack of a limit to how much money he could withdraw from the ATM at once. It had taken a little trial and error, but she’d mastered feeding enough to sustain herself without leaving a pile of bodies behind.

She’d built up a nice little nest egg, had even gotten her first college degree. She’d optimistically sent her parent’s an invite to her graduation. Her mother hadn’t shown; her dad had. He’d just been armed with a stake and a jug of vervain.

After that, Caroline had given up on blending in.

She’d been flitting around the globe for about a decade when Bonnie had found Caroline on Instagram and sent a DM. At first, Caroline had been leery about another trap. Bonnie hadn’t been too thrilled to make Caroline a daylight ring, and she’d kept her old email address for years, hadn’t heard a peep from anyone she’d grown up with. Her curiosity had gotten the better of her, and she’d replied.

Stilted text conversations got longer, more fluid. Eventually, they’d progressed to phone calls. Caroline had carefully planned their first meeting, in a city where she had connections and witches were thin on the ground.

They’d had some hard conversations on that trip. Ended up spending way too much time ugly crying indoors, considering they’d been in freaking Porto in June. They’ve made up for it in the years since.

Caroline sidesteps a pack of probable frat boys – cute, she notes idly, probably tasty – twists her head a bit to make eye contact (she’s not hungry now, but who knows how the night will go). She smiles, a little flirty, only to stop abruptly as the noise disappears as if someone had pressed the pause button.

She can still see the street behind her, jam-packed with people and lit up by streetlights and neon bar signs. In front of her, however, it’s quiet. Still. Caroline jumps when a throat clears, her head whipping around to see a man in a white tux who definitely hadn’t been there before. “What the crap?” she squeaks, fangs dropping.

His face remains smooth, not even a hint of shock or fear evident. He’s blandly handsome, nonthreatening, but she’s learned not to trust outer appearances. “Miss Caroline Forbes, correct? You’re here for Miss Bennett’s birthday?”

Warily, Caroline nods.

White tux smiles, friendly now, “Excellent; she’ll be pleased you’ve made it. Can I see you inside?”

His head tips, and Caroline almost jumps when a stone staircase freaking shimmers into view. White Tux pretends he hadn’t noticed her shock, jogging up the steps. He pulls a gleaming door open. It lacks a doorknob, is instead marked with half a shiny M (probably real gold, she decides).

He waits patiently while Caroline makes her way up the steps. She’s careful, given the fact that they’d appeared magically. Between her high heels and her short skirt, even her vampire reflexes won’t save her from humiliation should she take a fall. When she’s at the top, she peers inside curiously.

She hears music again, the clink of glasses. Laughter. “Do you need to see my invite?”

Caroline’s got it in her purse, but the man shakes his head. “Not necessary. You wouldn’t have seen me if you weren’t on the guest list. Welcome to The Abattoir. I hope you have a pleasant evening.”

“Thank you,” Caroline murmurs, biting back her questions about the impressive magic this place obviously holds. No need to seem like a total yokel if she’s wrong, and cloaking gigantic buildings in the middle of a busy city is in every witch’s bag of tricks.

The lights are low, and most flat surfaces are covered in candles, lending a warm glow that bounces off ornate framed paintings and crystal chandeliers. The click of her heels is lost under the sounds of the party, louder now that she’s crossed the threshold. She follows the noise easily, walks through a set of double doors into a packed ballroom.

Caroline lifts on her toes, scanning the room, notes the party spilling out the far side, where several sets of French doors open onto what looks like expansive grounds. “Well,” she mutters, snatching a glass of champagne from a passing waiter, “Bon, you’ve been keeping some secrets.”

“I have not,” Bonnie says, and Caroline whirls, narrowly managing to avoid tipping her glass.

“Bonnie!” she squeals, shifting forward and throwing an arm around Bon’s shoulders. “Great dress.” It’s teal and short, with dramatic sleeves and a deep neckline, just a tiny bit witchy.

“I’m so glad you came!” Bonnie says, returning the hug enthusiastically.

“I am too, actually. Why have I never come to New Orleans before?” She sways a little to the music, drains her champagne, smiling when Bonnie laughs, “Seriously, I had a better time on the walk here than I have in ages.”

“We do like to hear that,” a low voice replies, just behind Caroline. She startles, dropping her glass, though it’s neatly caught by long fingertips, just next to her bare thigh, before it hits the floor.

People have got to quit sneaking up on her.

A hand lands on her hip, nudging her away from a potential collision with a nearby couple, and Caroline whirls, ready to remind Mr. Sneaky Feet that it's rude to interrupt a conversation.

The words don’t come. Caroline hadn’t realized just how close he would be.

Or that he’d be really attractive.

Her eyes dart to the champagne glass clutched in his hand, to a bare wrist, then a crisp white sleeve that’s already rolled up. His tie is askew, and his eyes are downcast, in the middle of giving her person an equally thorough perusal.

She can’t even be mad about it.

His thumb toys with the sequins that cover her dress, flicking one absently back and forth. She opens her mouth, unsure of just what is going to come out. There’s a 50/50 chance it’s either snippy – because hello, personal space – or flirty because she’s got excellent eyesight and fully believes in shooting her shot.

Thankfully, Bonnie interrupts, tugging on Caroline’s arm until she has the personal space that she’d been slow to take back for herself. “Klaus, this is my very good friend Caroline.”

There’s a definite warning in her tone. Caroline glances at Bonnie’s face, finds her expression is pleasant enough, at least to a person unfamiliar with Bon’s moods. Caroline is, however, so she studies Klaus a little more carefully. She shifts, boxing him out, and waits until Bon meets her eyes. A quirk of an eyebrow, then a tilt of her head, and Bonnie gets the message. “No, ew.”

So he’s not an ex, or someone Bonnie’s interested in. Good news, Caroline thinks, because that would be awkward considering how much she hadn’t minded his hands on her.

However, Caroline can’t help but look at Bon like she’s nuts.

Bonnie sighs, “It’s a long story. Klaus and I are…” she trails off, like she’s struggling for words.

“Partners,” Klaus supplies, smoothly shifting so they’re a circle once more. Caroline’s pretty sure he’s unused to being ignored.

“Eh, more like coworkers.”

A flutter of Klaus’ fingers and a new tray of champagne appears. He waits for Caroline to select a flute before taking one for himself. Bonnie declines with a shake of her head. “I feel like there’s a story here,” Caroline says, nudging Bonnie not so subtly with her foot to let her know that she’s a little peeved she hadn’t heard it before.

“Klaus is the one who first… invited me to New Orleans.”

Caroline doesn’t miss the hesitance. She narrows her gaze, shifting her weight to widen the distance between her body and Klaus.’ A smirk tugs at his full lips, but he sips his champagne, doesn’t press forward again. “I’m sensing the word invite is doing a lot of work there.”

He grins at that. “Truth be told, it was more of a coercion. A bit of blackmail, a few threats. But it all worked out for the best.”

Dubious, Caroline looks to Bonnie, only to find grudging agreement. “I will never admit Klaus is right about anything. But New Orleans is home now.”

Klaus’s smile turns taunting, and he lifts his glass, tipping it in Bonnie’s direction. “You’re welcome.”

Bonnie’s lips press together and Caroline feels an odd crackle of energy but then two other men, one familiar, one not, are at Bonnie’s side. The man she doesn’t recognize is taller and cups the back of Bonnie’s neck, pulling her into a kiss that’s so not appropriate for company. Enzo’s mouth brushes the side of Bonnie’s neck and Caroline knows she’s gaping at the scene like an idiot. Bonnie melts into Enzo though, her hands tugging the other guy closer. When he pulls back he tosses Caroline a salute, before spinning Bonnie onto the dance floor. She just catches his words before they’re swallowed up by the crowd, “No aneurysms on your birthday; you can torture Klaus at family dinner on Sunday.”

Enzo’s towed along, managing a wink at Caroline, “Hello, Gorgeous. We’ll catch up later, yeah?”

“Enzo, what…”

But he’s gone and Caroline resists the urge to dive in after them and start asking questions. “When did that happen?!” she exclaims, forgetting she has an audience.

Klaus leans closer, “Kol and Bonnie have been off and on for decades. They’ve been consistently on since Enzo arrived… about two years ago now.”

“I cannot believe they didn’t tell me,” Caroline grumbles. Enzo she kind of understands, he’s not the best at texting or emailing, is forever losing his phone. Bonnie should know that getting into a polyamorous relationship is the kind of juicy dirt that needs to be shared, damn it.

Klaus lifts a shoulder, “I’m not entirely sure your friend views it as serious. I expect a blow up once Kol presents her with the gift he bought for her. Possibly why he’s attempting to institute a no aneurysm rule.”

She’s dying to fish for more details, has to bite the inside of her lip to keep from immediately peppering Klaus with questions. He’s watching her expectantly though, his lips curled in amusement, and she knows that’s exactly what he expects.

Caroline would hate to be predictable.

She looks at the people near them, notes that most of them avert their eyes, as if they’ve been attempting to eavesdrop. “Klaus,” Caroline says again, letting the name roll off her tongue slowly.

“Mikaelson,” he supplies, with just a hint of a sigh. She supposes she has to give him a point for not attempting to deflect. “I assume my reputation precedes me?”

“That you’re an evil megalomaniac that’s prone to violent murderous rampages when things don’t go your way? I might have heard a whisper or two.”

He carefully avoids her gaze, sipping his drink calmly. “I’ve mostly cut down on those,” Klaus mutters.

Caroline hums noncommittally. But she doesn’t leave. “Bonnie leads the witches here, that much I know. What is it that you do?”

He moves closer, until she can feel the heat of his arm pressed against hers, skin separated by only his shirt. “I built this city.”

Caroline’s eye roll is automatic, too used to similar bragging from men who are trying to impress her. She reaches out, straightens his tie. “Sure,” she drawls, rubbing the obviously expensive fabric between her fingertips, “you seem like you build things all the time.”

He takes no offense, presses her hand flat against his chest, a laugh rumbling out of him. “You long are you planning on staying in my city, Caroline?”

His touch is light, his thumb stroking the back of her hand. It feels like an invitation, not a threat. Still, one can’t be too sure when playing with dangerous hybrids. “I assume that’s not a ‘be out before dawn if you don’t want your head on a pike’ hint?”

He circles her wrist, lifts her hand to his shoulder. He sets his glass aside, Caroline does the same. “Correct. You’re welcome to stay as long as you’d like.”

“Good to know,” Caroline says, letting Klaus lead her onto the dance floor.

She had already been contemplating a few extra days, hadn’t she?

[dvoz-alternate]

Music and Blind Love pt. 1

Lee Jihoon x blind!reader

AN: you used to be a dancer/violinist/pianist until you had an accident resulting in you losing your eye sight. You could still play your violin and the piano, but you could no longer learn routines so you stopped. When you originally had the accident you asked to call Joshua and he flew out to visit you. 

italics are thoughts and the phone recordings

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Finishing up your senior year of college you decided to take a trip to visit an old friend. You both grew up in LA, until he moved away to pursue a career in South Korea as an entertainer. You continued attending school for music and managed to gaining a decent name for yourself in the string community. You performed in quartets and as a solo artist, although you did try to keep your audience unaware of your blindness. 

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Before boarding the plane you pulled out your flip phone and called Joshua. It went straight to voicemail so you left a message letting him know you were on your way there and excited to see him again. Pocketing your phone you picked up your violin case that was leaning against your leg, and extended your thin black cane as you were escorted to the boarding gate.

After placing your violin in the overhead rack you sat back in your first class seat. Adjusting your tinted Ray Bans you leaned back into your chair. This is going to be a long flight. You thought as you collapsed your cane. 

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Making it to the dorms Joshua pulled out his phone and noticed that he had a missed call from you. “I’ll be right back,” Joshua said putting the phone up to his ear to listen to your message. “Hey Joshua! I am about to board the plane. I just thought I would send you an update, and I can’t wait to see you in about... 15 hours-ish? Anyway... You’ll pick me up from arrivals right? Either way I’ll be with you soon!” Chuckling he shook his head and pocketed his phone before joining the others. 

“So, what’s that grin for?” Seungkwan asked as Joshua rejoined them. “Ah, you remember me mentioning how a friend was going to be visiting right?” Joshua asked and received nods from the various males in the living area. “Well they are going to be arriving tomorrow,” Joshua continued wrapping his arms around a couch pillow. “Do we know this friend?” Seung Cheol asked. “No you haven’t met her, but you can come with me to the airport to pick her up,” Joshua said looking to the older male. “Ooh! So it’s a girl!” Seungkwan teased. “It’s not like that!” Joshua laughed shaking his head, “We just grew up together.” “That’s what they all say,” Hansol joked rolling his eyes.

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“Ladies and gentlemen please fasten your seat belts at this time as we prepare for decent. We will be arriving shortly,” the flight attendant called over the speaker. Readjusting in you seat you couldn’t wait to finally get off the plane. Why the heck did I decide the direct flight was a good idea again? You questioned trying to stretch your legs in front of you. 

Once landed you received help retrieving your instrument and getting through the boarding gate. Making sure your case was hanging snug over your shoulder you tapped your stick following the sound of retreating footsteps hoping to make it to the arrivals and somehow find Joshua. 

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“So, Joshua what does your lady friend look like?” Jun asked watching the excited boy bounce in place. “Well, knowing her she brought her violin so that’s what I’m looking for,” Joshua said scanning the sea of people in front of them. “Why didn’t you make a sign so that they could find you easily?” Jeonghan questioned. “Ah... that wouldn’t really be that effective,” Joshua muttered before focusing on the crowd again.

Finally seeing your (h/c) head among the crowd he called out. He saw you stop and he knew you were trying to figure out where his voice called from. “(Y/N)!” your friend started making his way toward you leaving his friends a few feet away. Once he got to you he embraced you tightly which you equally returned. 

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From a distance the remaining members of Seventeen watched you two share a moment, only to be confused when you reached your hands up to trace the features on Joshua’s face.

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Pulling away from the hug slightly you reached up tracing the familiar features that were your best friend. Joshua closed his eyes and let your nimble fingers run over his eyebrows, then nose, lips and trace along his jaw. “I remember your face,” you whispered tilting your head in where you thought his face was. “I know you do,” Joshua smiled before grabbing your free hand and placing it in the crook of his arm leading you to the rest of the members. Tapping your cane you followed along. 

Walking up to the group Joshua stopped. “Guys, this is (Y/N) (L/N),” Joshua gestured to you with his free hand. The groups eyes widened just slightly noticing the black cane and the realization dawned on them. She’s blind ran through all the boys heads. 

Seung Cheol cleared his throat causing you to turn you head slightly in his direction, but mostly so your ear pointed in his direction. “I-it’s nice to finally meet you (Y/N), I am Seung Cheol,” he introduced himself. Smiling you turned fully toward him, “It’s nice to meet you too.” 

After a quick round of introductions you went with them to pick up your luggage, and then head to the dorms. Arriving at the cars you pulled your violin off your back handing it to Hansol who was helping you pack your things and help you into the car. 

Jihoon pulled Joshua to the side and peered over his shoulder at you. “How does she play her violin if she is blind?” Blinking at the question Joshua didn’t know how to respond right away. “I think maybe you should ask her that when we get back,” was what Joshua decided to settle on. 

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Arriving at the dorm Joshua helped you out of the car and with grabbing your bags. “Hey (Y/N) I will help you inside,” Jun said lending you his elbow. Laughing you let him link your arm with his. The occasional click was heard from you tapping the ground in front of you. “Just apologizing in advance if I manage to whack one of you with my cane,” you joked and you heard snickers from various places around you. 

Jihoon watched from behind as you were lead inside before shaking his head and following. 

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Stepping inside the building you stood there for a second trying to think of how you would learn your way around the building. “Josh?” “Hm?” “Help me learn the building please? I want to be able to figure out my way around please,” you closed your cane and held out your hand. Understanding the plan you had Joshua took your free hand and placed your other on the wall near you.

“What are you doing (Y/N)?” Jihoon asked seeing what he might consider a strange event. “Oh, I’m going to learn how your home is mapped out. I don’t want to be a bother to anyone since I know you’ll be busy. That and I still want to feel independent,” you turned your head in the direction of Jihoon’s voice before redirecting your blank stare. “Ready Josh?” Nodding you two went on your way slowly as he pointed out rooms and you numbered them for yourself.

“Well I guess we will catch up with them later?” Seungkwan said watching you disappear farther before heading to the kitchen. Everyone dispersed to do their own things for the day before meeting up for dinner.

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“You have practice rooms here, yeah?” you asked as you continued your way through various rooms. “Yeah I will take you there. You’ll be able to get there on your own right?” Josh asked even though he knew you were plenty capable. “Yeah, I’ll be fine I just want to be able to practice without disturbing people,” you said pushing your sunglasses to the top of your head. Joshua refrained from letting out a sigh seeing your faded (e/c), but he knew you were only comfortable around him to not wear your sunglasses. 

Rubbing the bridge of your nose you turned to where you assumed Joshua’s face was. “Do you think your friends will allow me to ‘see’ their faces?” you asked hesitantly. You could only formulate a rough image in your mind tracing their features but you couldn’t piece together anything else. “Yeah we will ask about that after dinner,” Josh squeezed your hand reassuringly. 

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Sitting around the table in the dinning room was the rest of the members. “Do you think (Y/N) would be willing to play her violin for us?” Hansol asked leaning across the table. “We can always ask. I’m pretty sure we would all like to see her perform something, right?” Wonwoo said leaning back in his chair. 

Hearing a clicking from the hallway they knew you and Joshua were on your way back, and just in time since Mingyu and Jeonghan were about done making dinner. 

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Before entering the dining room Joshua slid your sunglasses back down your face and lead you inside. Leaning into him you whispered, “Thanks.” Joshua lead you to the open chair that was next to Jihoon, and went to grab an extra chair to pull up next to you. 

Looking straight forward you raised one hand and gently placed it on the arm of the person next to you, and for whatever reason most of the talking stopped. “Sorry, I just wanted to get your attention. I just want to know who I’m sitting by,” you asked turning your head slightly. Everyone at the table watched Jihoon’s reaction seeing the tips of his ears turn pink and how he would respond to a stranger touching him. Clearing his throat he gently grabbed your wrist and set it on the table. “It’s uh, it’s me Jihoon,” he muttered softly receiving a soft ‘oh’ from you. 

A cough came from a cross the table breaking the tension that settled briefly. “Um, (Y/N), we were wondering if you would be willing to play something for us while you’re here,” Hansol asked, “Oh and the person currently talking is Hansol.” Grinning you nodded your head. “I actually have a que- er favor to ask of all of you, that is if you will allow it,” you tapped your fingers together. People nodded, but you just sat there silent. “Is it safe to assume that you will hear out my question or was the silence a no?” you asked chuckling at them not being used to dealing with someone like you. “OOHs!” were heard and you couldn’t help but laugh at their reactions. “Yeah, yes we want to hear what your favor is,” Seungkwan laughed. “Would you be willing to let me trace your faces? I would like to be able to create pictures of you in my head please,” your nervousness showed so Joshua gave your shoulder a slight squeeze. “Is that what you did to Joshua at the airport earlier?” Mingyu questioned. “Mhm it was. It’s been awhile since I’ve last -er seen him you could say,” you nodded.

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[tessiepessie]

All I ever wanted was the world

Read it now on AO3 !!

Thanks to @wordshakerofgallifrey for be so kind <3 and to @anastasiaheadcanons​ because after sending that ask I decided to write the story.

                                             First things firts

When Kate left her apartament five minutes later than in a normal day, she had to run to catch the bus. At her fast steps, she didn’t see the old lady carrying a basket with fruits who was opening her store. The basket fell, rolling on the floor, and leaving a mess of apples that stopped the steps of those who were running to their jobs, and Casey’s mom told him that a good man was one who always helped his neighbor if he had the chance. That’s why he had to stop and help old Livia from the store, but he couldn't catch the last sneaky apple which ran into the street and scared a weak young cyclist who stopped so quickly that jumped from the bike and crashed into a taxi whose driver didn't see the red light because of the man with a cellphone in his hand who kept asking him for directions to the nearby library.

“Someone call an ambulance please!”

People gathered around the young man on the ground who was blinking quickly trying to keep himself conscious. The blue of the sky was hidden behind curious eyes that moved and lips that formed words, but he could not decipher what they said to him. He would be late for his classes, maybe he had to take the bus, did he have to take an exam today? So many questions and he was so tired… Maybe he should close his eyes for a minute.

The blurry faces in front of the man in the floor, went slowly into dark and the last thing he heard was someone asking for his name and the sound of an ambulance.

…

“Okay pretty ladies, get ready quickly. We have rehearsal!”

Lily clapped her hands fast, chasing the girls who, with total laziness, took their bags and walked to the camerino. The only one that was ready was Anya, with her white tutu and ribbon in her hair, she got nothing to envy to the Broadway stars. She was on stage warming-up while the cast was getting ready. So professional, Lily wished that the rest of the cast were like her, always on time and the first ready to perform. Most of the people who performed here did it as a hobby, so they didn't really try hard to make it the best show of their lives.

Seemed like that rehearsal would be a long one. She should take her vacation while she still could, Or sell the theater. Or drink a shot of vodka. Whatever works.

“Anya, why are you wearing your costume?” “I want to get used to moving in it… and I look pretty” This girl… “Okay… Everyone take positions! we start in five!”

Working in a community production was not the big dream that Anastasia had when she was five and decide that one day her name would be in some Broadway production, but at least she was doing what she loved. Even if most of the audience was made up of seniors at the matineé.

And of course, this wouldn’t be permanent. Someday she would be in Broadway oh! she could be in Wicked! or maybe in a new and exciting show. She would wait for her moment. Even if it took ten or twenty years.

Just one shitty production at a time.

…

These 24-hour shifts would be the death of him. His thoughts were not coherent by the end of his shift, and he was pretty sure he'd been staring at the wall of the break room for the past ten minutes without blinking. Dmitry wondered how much longer he could live on a diet of coffee and Red Bull before he had a heart attack. It probably wasn't healthy, but he was a nurse, not a nutritionist.

Just a few hours more and he would be sleeping at his comfy bed till the world collapses (lies, just till Vlad came to make him eat something else than sugar).

“Do you have plans for this Friday?” he needed to talk, or he would fall asleep right then and there. “My sister has a presentation with her company. We are all going to see her as a family to support her penniless career.” Maria was melted on the futon, they started the shift together so she probably was as tired as he was. No judging. “At least she does what she loves” “Hey! I love my job too, but I love sleep more”

Being friends with Maria was easy, even when she came from a crazy rich family that paid for her college tuition and he would be in endless debt for most of his life. Still, they had the same age and they started their internship at ER together. After a few weeks, they spent most of their spare time at the cafeteria sharing experience of the moody doctors and funny stories of the patients. Maria was a breath of fresh air in this shitty work and he couldn’t ask for a best partner.

They were friends.

Kind of.

They don’t usually hang out on their days off why would they? they probably see each other more than they see their families. He didn’t know where her apartment was and he knew a few thing about her family, like she had a bunch of siblings, and she wanted an insane numbers of children. But she was the only one who was friendly with him and didn't make fun of him for being a nurse, and sometimes, they go for a drink when the day was especially awful.

“Come on. I'll get you a Snickers. I need sugar”

Dmitry and Maria were halfway to the cafeteria when the stretcher came in through the emergency door. There goes my food.

Running fast, they caught up with the paramedics. Apparently, a taxi didn’t see the red light. The patient was young. They didn’t know his name yet, and even though the impact wasn't that big, he wasn't waking up.

“He's my brother!” Maria said, almost screaming. “He is hemophilic!”

She was pale and she looked like she would faint in any moment. She was frightened, and of course she was. If her brother didn’t get medical attention quickly, he could die.

Her hands were shaking when Dmitry took her away and led her to an empty room.

“Blood type Maria?” “AB, he is AB.. How did this happen to him?” she looked like she would cry in seconds and right then, he didn’t have time to deal with tears. “Call your family. I’ll be with him. You can’t deal with this in your condition. He is going to be okay, trust me.”

But honestly, he was not sure.

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On Friday they had their first show, but most of the dancers were stumbling and the lead girl forgot her lines constantly. This was a disaster, why was she even trying?

Lily wanted to scream.

Oh, but she knows why she was doing this, but who cares (she cares). Also, they already had the cast, and the scenery was ready. They sent all of the invitations to the important people and she pulled a few strings, so with a bit of luck, the press would be here, she can’t cancel now. This would be a joke but a joke that she would be proud of, yeah… right.

“Okay okay. Everyone, we are going to have a brief recess, and then we are going to try this again.”

Anastasia’s cellphone had five missed calls when she took it. Maria usually didn’t call when she had shift. That’s weird. And she knew that she had rehearsal today. Weird, weird, weird.

“Hey Lil’s….” but her godmother was at phone looking very pale. What’s going on? “Sweetheart, we have to leave. Now. Go for your stuff, no time to change clothes.”

Her phone started ringing again. It was Olga. Weirder.

She didn’t say “hi” which was unusual because Olgas was the politest person alive, maybe Tatiana could fight the crown. She didn’t say hi, but the words that she heard made her blood cold. It was something about and an accident and Alexei, and honestly, she didn’t care for the rest.

She was running out of the theater before the call ended.

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Maria’s coffee was cold and her tears were dry now. The surgery started an hour ago and Dmitry didn’t say anything yet. She knew that this took time, but still. IIt was her baby brother in the OR, she couldn't just relax.

The only thing that stopped her to run into the surgery was Olga holding her hand. She had a rosary in her closed fist over her heart. She was praying, just like her mother used to do it. Maria stopped believing in god long time ago, but she found the prayers relaxing. It makes her feel safe and maybe, He was listening.

Lily and Anastasia came together. Her sister was still in her costume and hurried to hug her while Lily stood awkwardly, looking at the people in the waiting room. At least Anya wasn’t crying. She always was stronger than her.

“What happened Mashka?”

What happened? What happened was a stupid driver didn't see the red light, even though red was a pretty obvious color that everyone knew meant stop. What happened was, for ABC reasons, Alexei got scared for an apple... yes, an apple, and he jumped from his bike because obviously that was his only option and he ended up cashing with the taxi. That's what happened. And now he was in surgery.

Half an hour ago, Dmitry ran by with two bags of blood into the OR. He didn’t say a word to her.

Anya didn’t sit with Maria, Olga and Lily. She just walked in the alley. Sometimes on her tiptoes, sometimes not. She’s still wearing her ballet shoes. If she just sat there, everything would be more real and and this can’t be real. She hated hospitals since Alexei born. Most of his childhood was between white walls and the smelt of antiseptic, this can’t be happening again.

But the last time that they came to an hospital was when she had seventeen and that ended with everyone wearing black. Hospitals were only bad news. She didn’t know how Maria could work here.

She didn’t know how they can stay here and just sit until someone br them news.

Lily could use a drink now. Damned hospital with their damned sober policy, and she couldn’t leave either. What kind of ruthless woman would leave these poor children alone? They may not be family by blood, but she had watched them grow. No, Lily could be an alcoholic-ish and moody woman, but she wasn’t ruthless.

She had never been good at dealing with people who were suffering, what could she do? Pat them on their backs? Maybe she could offer to go for coffee or something to eat if the surgery took longer, but for now it was enough to sit next to them and wait.

Still, the damned surgery looks like would never end.

Till it ended.

Maria was the first to get in her feet and rushed to Dmitry, who looked tired but at least he was smiling and yes, he may be an asshole sometimes, but he wouldn’t dare to be an asshole in this situation.

Anastasia hold Maria’s hand tightly and Olga put a hand on her shoulder. They waited for her to make a move, but it wasn’t necessary because exhausted Dmitry was getting anxious and couldn’t wait for her to speak

“I told you he would be fine.” Maria and her sisters felt how suddenly they could breathe again. “Yes, he could have needed blood, but wasn’t too much, it was more for precaution. He had an hemorrhage but the doctors worked quickly so it wasn’t much the damage. I guess, the doctor would be more clear. Now, if you excuse me, I need to move him to his room...” Suddenly, Dmitry looked perplexed to Anastasia for the first time, and then to Maria. “Why does she look like a doll?”

Anya at her side made a little snort while she stand straight crossing her arms over her chest. She looked proud and taller than she really is… Is she up on her toes?

“Because I was in rehearsals, and why do you care?”

Dmitry smiled and Anya mimicked his smile while Maria thought Jesus Christ.

“Come on,” Maria hurried him, taking his arm. “I will help you with Alexei,” she said rolling her eyes. ...

Alexei opened her eyes in a bright white room and felt a bit dizzy. His head hurted a lot and that was the only part of his body that he could actually feel. Everything else was numb and he was thirsty.

He felt like a car crushed him… Wait.

Oh, the apple. Yes. He remembered now. This would be a funny story in the future, but he is pretty sure that he is in trouble now.

His family is going to kill him. Maybe he should back to sleep.

“Look who is awake.”

Or maybe not.

There’s a young man beside his bed. He is smiling even when when he looked like he didn’t slept in days. Maybe he should sleep.

“Who are you?” The guy helped him into a sitting position and wow, now everything hurts and then, approached him a glass of water. Nice guy, Alexei already liked him.

“I’m Dmitry, your nurse” “Nurse? where’s the pretty blond? there’s always a pretty blond nurse in the movies.” “First of all, the only pretty blond that I know is your sister, gross. Second, we are in 2018, men can be nurses, so... let it go.”

Shit, he is in Maria’s hospital. Whatever was the reason she wasn’t here, he knows that at any moment his family will come in the door. For a 21-year-old man, Alexei was a bit scared of his sisters.

“Maria is out there?” “Yes, with an old lady who looked pissed and your sisters.” “Do they look mad?” “Nah, your sisters are just worried. They are talking with the doctor, so they should be here in no time.”

The first came in was Anastasia. She slap his forehead knowing that Olga would scold her (and she did it). Then Olga kissed his face like she did it when he was a child and Lily squeezed his cheeks. Yes, they were just worried, but that didn't stop them from asking questions or Anya from mocking him because seriously Alexei, you gave us the scare of our life just for an apple? such an idiot.

In a corner, Maria was talking with Dmitry. She couldn’t be more grateful to him, seriously. He acted with total professionalism and took good care of her brother when she was a crying mess. Another person probably would scream at her and she would hardly be able to pull herself together, but he was patient and let her be with her family. He was such a good friend. He even offered to stay a few more hours taking care of Alexei while she went to her house to shower and sleep for a couple of hours until she returned to the next day's shift.

She would think of something to return the favor.

“Why you didn’t tell me that your little sister was a prettier version of you?”

Hell no. Not on her watch.

“Because it’s information that shouldn't interest you.”

“Why?!” Dmitry sounded offended.

“Trust me, you are not her type. Actually, she has a really shitty taste in men and you are… you.”

“But I’m a good guy, I could be an improvement in her love choices.”

Seriously… what a day.

“Give me a break. I’m going to finish a few things before I left. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

It wasn’t a no, but a maybe. Still, he probably didn’t have a chance with her sister.

[ask-svt-hearteu]

12 Sebongie Days: Jeonghan

Part of Seventeenal Greetings: A Merry Sebongie Christmas!!! countdown to Christmas  🎄⛄️☃️❄️🎁

D-12 –> prompt 15: “You didn’t really think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?”

gosh all you wanted to do was curl up in your bed with snacks all around you watching Netflix on your laptop

but no, here you were washing dishes and wiping down tables at your workplace, 

just the local cafe 

who decided they wanted to be open even on Christmas Eve

which you guess was a smart business move on their part 

except, you were the one that had to actually work

“your beauty will attract more customers!!” 

your boss said this comment grinning, though you thought differently 

you were the college student with family too far away to fly home, 

you were the one who had nothing better to do than start her essays early 

lol you were the one with no life 

jk

but hey, at least you had a sugary Christmas filled with pastries, hot chocolate, and coffee

with closing time only a few minutes away, you only had one more thing to prepare for 

the people who ordered the grand cake, would be late in exactly five minutes now 

but a customer is a customer, not like you could close up when they’re just running 10 minutes late 

so your just sipping on coffee, mindlessly scrolling through instagram 

when the sound of footsteps and voices overpower the cafe’s BGM

you look up surprised when you see only a few guys, loudly having conversation as they walk up to the counter 

“How can I help you?” 

the words come out automatically as you smile, trying not to show how tired you were 

until the faces in front of you click in your head 

“Y/n?” 

Jeonghan mouth slightly gapes in shock 

“Y/N!” 

his eyes crinkle beautifully, you almost melt 

you admit you’ve had a crush on Jeonghan for a while now 

i mean he’s handsome, one of the most caring human beings you’ve ever met 

his voice is angelic oh lord

“Hey Jeonghan” you flash a real smile now

“ummm” Jeonghan’s friend who you know as Seungcheol smirks, 

“we’re here to pick up that cake” 

you nod, focused, ish, “yeah! lemme go to the back fridge to get it” 

as you walk away, Jeonghan watches your back view vanish, avoiding eye contact with his friends

“who was what that?” Seungcheol wiggles his eyebrows obnoxiously,

catching on to the air between you and Jeonghan very quickly 

“hyung y’all would look super cute together!” 

“ay ay ay” Jeonghan nags at Seokmin’s comment pretending to be annoyed 

but they know he hides embarrassment well 

“here! is everything good??” 

you come up to the counter, opening the cake box 

jeonghan leans down slightly, making an “awe” sound, 

giving you the perfect view of his fluffy hair and eyelashes 

your heart omg 

i mean the others were doing the same, but let’s be real, you were only focused on him 

“everything’s so pretty, did you do this yourself?” 

he glances up at you, the same glint of admiration in his eyes after you help him with some really difficult concept 

twisting your feet shyly, you nod, “it’s all good then?” 

they all nod excitedly, mouths probably watering 

smiling at their enthusiasm, ringing them up, “that’ll be 20” 

Seungcheol tilts his head, “the person on the phone said it’d be 30” 

you laugh, somehow getting the courage to wink, “employee discount ya know” 

“THANKS YOU veryyyy much!” 

handing you the money, they bow repeatedly, 

making you have to wave to hands for them to stop, 

“it’s Christmas after all, hope you enjoy the cake!!” 

they leave the shop single file, calling out “Happy Christmas” as they leave 

Jeonghan glances back, flashing one last smiling before disappearing out of slight

“hyung you liiikkeeeee her~” Seokmin squishes his own cheeks excitedly, the words leaving his mouth as soon as the door closes behind them

“you totally knew she worked there right? that’s why we got it from here!” Soonyoung points accusingly at Jeonghan

“nah if he really did, he wouldn’t have” Seungcheol smirks at his friend, undoubtedly lost in thought about you 

‘Joshua recommended this shop to me... clever hmp, knows what he’s doing” 

Jeonghan chuckles, sticking his hand in his pockets, coming up with a plan

“I’m gonna go back guys” 

as he stands still, watching them hop in the car they call out excited cheers

“GET THAT CHRISTMAS LOVE” 

“Hyung we won’t save you cake because you’re gonna get free stuff all the time now!!” 

he scoffs in amusement, those are really the last words he hears as they drive away

but now is not a time to hold grudges

ah, as you watch him leave something twinges in your heart

‘what if you went after him?’ 

but nah, you were way to chicken for that

and it being past closing time already, you clean the last few things, and exit the shop

ending your long day,

“OH MY GOD” 

you laugh recognizing his face, putting a hand over your heart

he laughs, “I was hoping you wouldn’t take long, it’s kind of cold out here” 

your extremely confused on why Jeonghan is standing in front of you at the moment, but hey, you weren’t complaining

“it’s very cold” you laugh at the sight of your own breathe and rub your hands together 

“oh!” 

taking his own gloves off, he holds them out to you grinning

“put these on” 

you want to protest, but the grin spread across his face doesn’t let you

“thank you” you say softly 

for a split second, you two are just standing under the streetlight, smiling 

but then biting you lip, you part your lips to speak, but the words get caught in your throat 

Jeonghan waits silently, patiently for you

“why’d you wait for me?” 

he glances up at the street light above you, seemingly in thought, before looking back at you 

his eyes crinkle, as if he already knew the words that would come out your mouth, 

and already had a perfect line prepared 

“You didn’t really think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?”

with those simple words, your heart flutters 

tilting his head smirking, he grabs your hand 

your heart stops 

“my hand’s cold too now, you have to warm it” 

taking a breathe, you relax your hand in his, heart steady now 

“am I only allowed to hold your hand when it needs to be warm?” 

both of you have started walking now, 

along the sidewalk, admiring the street decor, going in no particular direction 

“my hand always needs to be warm” 

“what if my hands are too cold” 

he pauses, nothing to come back with right away 

then he smiles charmingly, “if we’re always holding each others hands, they’ll never be cold” 

a cold gust of wind blows past you 

but you don’t notice 

oh how spending Christmas with someone special can make it so much better 

Jeonghan was exactly that, and whether you knew it or not he thought exactly the same 

he notices every detail,

the way you lick you lips because of the cold 

the way your bring your jacket closer to your body to warm yourself 

the way your eyes smile along with your lips as you speak

“we should never let go then” 

~Masterlist~ 

[clevernewdimension]

Exhaulted Part Nineteen (M-ish?)

Parts: Prologue, One, Two, Three (M), Four, Five, Six (M), Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen (M-ish?), Twenty (Coming Soon!)

Genre: Drama, Romance, Violence, etc.

Pairing: SehunxReaderxMinseok (Xiuhun too!)

Word Count: 4.5K

A/N: This part isn’t like the other parts. It’s how Sehun and Minseok became a thing, because what not? Thank you all for being so patient and kind to me <3

Sehun has always found Minseok to be handsome. It’s just a fact, really. Everyone knows that the eldest of the royalty was fine. He was always so calm and composed, always knowing what to say and what to do, just like Junmyeon. (Though, that thought honestly kind of creeped Sehun out if he thought about it too long, because ew.) When they first met, Sehun was twelve and Minseok was sixteen. Even at sixteen, Minseok looked great. He heard a lot about the ‘chubby Southern Royal’, but he certainly didn’t look the part. It was Sehun’s first time going to one of the fancy dinners, listening to people drag on about politics and what senator was sleeping with what duchesses behind closed doors. Needless to say, Sehun was fucking bored out of his goddamn mind. You could only listen to this kind of gossip for a little bit before wanting to scream, after all.

Prince Oh Sehun was a bit bratty to those whom he thought deserved it. After all, if they’re going to treat him like shit, he might as well do the same. Other than when he’s with his brothers, Sehun is often alone. Not that he minds it too much. He likes the quiet. Sometimes he gets lonely and often thought about sneaking in a pet to keep. However, something told him Song would just have whatever animal he’d bring in killed once he found out. So he spent his time reading, learning about fashion and sometimes playing make believe with his brothers. He’d deny it every day of the week, though. He always felt lucky to have Junmyeon and Yixing in his life and wanted to make them proud, the sometimes he can’t help but open his mouth. A guy’s gotta defend himself, after all.

Sehun remembers seeing him for the first time very vividly. At his first fancy dinner, late November. Minseok was in a suit, tailored well and it looked great. People have been complimenting him all evening, talking about how he looked so good now. The glass of water in his hand, standing by the tables next to his father, looking like the perfect picture of Southern Royalty. Which, to be honest, bummed Sehun. Southerners are boring and act like they had a stick up their ass all the time. Shame, really, that such a handsome face was probably as fun to be around as it would be talking to wallpaper.

Sehun wasn’t the only one glancing, either.

The eldest caught the glances of the youngest prince, too. He knew from what his father said that he was a ‘bastard’. Not really a legitimate son, but made one because the Queen wished it. He’s heard how the Queen liked the boy and loved him like he was her own. Rather touching, honestly. Especially since Minseok wasn’t even sure if his parents cared about him. Sure, they want his safety, but only because his living meant they had a legacy. They never really spoke unless it was business related. Minseok knew his mother and father didn’t love one another like a lot of married couples. Royalty had arranged marriages, sure, but eventually, there was at least some sort of a bond between the two.

Not for his parents. They played a part… well, in the Southern way. Southern houses were not like everywhere else. Most Southern couples live in separate ends of the house, barely seeing one another unless at dinner. If they want children they schedule times to try with one another and follow that plan. Once pregnant, they're back to their separate lives, essentially. Southerners look down on relationships and marriages of the same sex because to them it isn’t beneficial. They’d never say it, but if word got out a woman is barren and can’t have kids, she’s treated like a leper. Everything for the family name and continuing it on.

Which was a shame, since Minseok knew early on he was bisexual. For a little bit, he even had a crush on Junmyeon. Eventually, he grew away from that, seeing how nerdy and dorky he could be.

Oh Sehun, a bit of a snobby brat, but Minseok could see something underneath the brattiness. So, after asking his father for permission, Minseok went over and introduced himself to Sehun. If Sehun wasn’t a prince, his father would have refused, saying something like ‘We don’t associate with tainted blood’. Minseok smiled at him as he bowed. The kid was stick thin and smaller than he was, and his hands were a little clammy, but that was to be expected since this was his first formal dinner. Talking with Sehun was easy. He told him how he and his two brothers are good friends. Sehun nods, saying he’s heard them talk about Minseok.

As Minseok was leaving, he broke from the Southern ‘no emotions’ bit and waved as Sehun with a smile. It was friendly, and Minseok wanted Sehun to know that he thought he did very well that evening. After all, Minseok got sick and had to race to the bathroom to puke during his first dinner. Not from illness, but from nerves, so Sehun was doing a lot better than most of the Royals.

Years later, Minseok and Sehun are friends, despite the age difference. All the Royals were a gang of friends, along with a few rich kids. Sehun was sixteen now, Song and most of the Dukes of Exdria would have called him an asshole if they could. However, that would be uncouth of them, so they do it behind closed doors. His hair was black, eyeliner thick, and his quips and backtalk as sharp as any knife. He was ‘edgy’ and acted like an asshole to people. He looked like a typical bad boy. Had a motorcycle, wore a leather jacket all the time, and would smoke anything you’d hand him. Most people just assumed he didn’t give a damn about anyone or anything. The fellow Royals, he was kind to. Well, kinder, but they knew Sehun had a large, tender heart under all that angst.

Junmyeon was worried about his youngest brother, giving Minseok an earful about him often. Sehun spent all his free time either at the newly bought party place or on the roof of the castle smoking weed and setting up times to meet his many friends with benefits. Sure, they all slept around, but nowhere near as much as Sehun. That boy could have sex with three different people in one day and want to fuck some more. Sure, probably because he was a growing teen, but still. Anytime Minseok was around Sehun anymore, he smelled of weed and leather. He changed so much, it was honestly mind blowing to Minseok.

Another year goes by, Minseok is at college and it’s a huge party. Drugs, liquor, and sex all around. He spies Sehun at one end of the house, and Minseok had to take a moment just to stare. He was taller, a lot taller. His face looked like a model and his body, while still thin, was broad and growing. There was a cut on his cheek and one of his eyes was black, but he didn’t give a damn. He smiles at Minseok, sticking his tongue out at him. The metal of his tongue piercing glinting in the light. He got that done about four or five months ago, much to Junmyeon’s displeasure. The seventeen-year-old looked better than he had in awhile. A drink in one hand, Chanyeol sharing a bong with him, he looked at peace in the chaos of the party.

Minseok looked good too. His eye make up wasn’t as thick as Sehun’s, but it was subtle. Jeans and a tee, looking like a seven-course meal without even trying. He was shorter than Sehun was now, not that the youngest cared. Sehun can’t deny the attraction he feels for his eldest friend. He held a bottle of beer in one hand as he was speaking to Baekhyun. Sehun noticed that Minseok had been giving him glances all evening. Talk about an ego booster he didn’t know he wanted.

As the night went on, the high from the weed wasn’t enough. He’s been experimenting with other shit, and now weed, while fun, was just child’s play. Later on, Sehun went to the bathroom and looked at the needle in his hand for a while. Liaria told him a spot that wouldn’t be noticeable if he wanted to try it. She’s been fun, showing Sehun highs he never knew existed before. So, he nodded, trusting her. Everything was set up, the heroin in the syringe. One shoe off, the vein on the top. He pressed the plunger all the way down and got rid of all evidence quickly. The rush was incredible. It is bliss, half the night he didn’t even really remember.

At the end, though… the end he does, and, while one of the stupidest nights in his life, was also one of the best.

Minseok helped him to his room that was in the storage party house. He was high too, lost in whatever he did. Sehun decided to just, well, take a fucking chance and kiss him.

Minseok was shocked, and his brain told him to push him way, that he was just a kid and his best friends brother at that. But he just… gave in. Sehun’s lips were soft and his tongue was amazing and he was just lost in kissing him. Sehun was an excellent kisser, and he knew it. The bratty attitude didn’t end there, he was whining and pulling Minseok closer, wrapping his legs around the eldest and whispered such naughty things in Minseok’s ears it was enough to make him blush.

The sound of the groan Minseok gave Sehun was enough to keep going. It all moved along so fast, Minseok couldn’t even keep up. One question later and Minseok made the best decision he’s made in a while. Minseok hands were in Sehun’s hair as the other was giving him head. If Minseok had a rational mind, he would have felt awful. He’s the baby of the group. It was his best friends youngest brother. He should stop, but he couldn’t. Here he was fucking Sehun’s hot, wet, velvety mouth and making him choke on his cock. Sehun was great at giving head, though with how much experience he’s had, it wasn’t a shock. Minseok knows that Sehun like who he likes. He never really put a name to it. He’s seen him with men and woman. He’s attracted to individuals based on who they are, not what they have in their pants.

Minseok came harder than he ever has while he was looking into Sehun’s eyes. The black liner was smudged and running but it didn’t dampen the effect Sehun’s beauty had on Minseok. Watching Sehun swallow his cum was a turn on Minseok didn’t know he had. It was just so sinful and it just felt so right. Watching Sehun smirking, giving him a cocky attitude just made Minseok blush. Sure, he’s probably just going to be added to his collection of ‘hit-it-and-quit-it’s’, but the experience was still great.

He threw Sehun down on the bed. After all, Minseok is a generous lover, and anyone he’s ever been with can attest to that. He wasn’t planning on giving up that record. If someone makes him cum, it’s only fair to do the same. Which is how he found himself giving someone a blowjob for the first time. Minseok liked guys, but because of his father and where he’s from, he’s never actually done anything with men. Sehun was patient, teaching him giving him directions and playing with his hair. When he was doing good, the moans Sehun would give would make Minseok feel great. Minseok was a very fast learner, apparently. While it’s not perfect, just the sight of seeing Minseok mouth full of his cock was enough to drive Sehun crazy. Minseok, who had all his shit together and was honestly the best person he knew, was giving him head. Soon after, Sehun met his climax too.

“M-Minseok,” Sehun mutters, gripping at his hair tightly as he came. He honestly saw starts and the sight of seeing Minseok swallowing was one of the hottest things Sehun’s ever seen. They laid on the bed, both breathing heavily. Neither said a word because they didn’t want to ruin the moment and end it quickly. Sehun ended up falling asleep looking at Minseok’s smiling face.

When we woke, Minseok wasn’t there.

Thus began their trysts. Handjobs in janitors closets at the University, blowing each other at fancy dinners, quick kisses when people weren’t looking. Their flirtationship was raging on, but never in front of anyone. This, whatever they had, was open. Sehun still slept with people and so did Minseok. Now, after Sehun, Minseok wasn’t afraid to look for male partners anymore. Finally, after years, he came out to their friends. His family was another story entirely. They still didn’t and probably would never know.

Their quick sexual encounters never lasted long, and they never took it farther than they’ve been before. It was an invisible line neither of them had the guts to cross. This went on for months.

Minseok started dying his hair and expressing himself in a way he never had before. Sehun stopped with the super bad boy look and went more for a fashion model, which looked effortless. Minseok would have him keep the tongue piercing close though. Just for reasons.

Minseok couldn’t help but notice something change about Sehun. He was wild and uncontrollable, like even he wasn’t in control. He was pulling Minseok aside more often, kissing him feverishly and not wasting any time getting down to their business. He seemed jumpy, different than normal.

One night, Sehun showed up at Minseok’s house. It was raining and he was completely soaked. Minseok let him in, pulling him along to his bedroom.

“Sehun, you’ll catch a cold, come on,” He says, opening his bedroom door.

He was pulled with a surprising amount of force. Cold lips met his and Sehun’s hands directed Minseok’s to his hips. It was fast and messy as Sehun just groaned into Minseok’s mouth.

“I’m sick of it, Minne,” Sehun says as he kisses him again, “I’m sick of dancing around this… this… whatever it is.” He pulls at Minseok’s shirt, taking it off and throwing it to the ground. Wet hands run up his abs and chest, before going behind his neck and locking themselves in his hair. “You’re so fucking perfect and I can’t stop thinking about how you kiss me and touch me. How your mouth is like heaven and I just can’t stop myself anymore! I don’t want to!”

Minseok was shocked, hearing all this come from Sehun. “What do you want, then,” Minseok asks, pulling at his shirt. Sehun let go of Minseok for a moment before returning his hands to where they were.

Sehun’s lips crashed against Minseok’s as the elder pulled Sehun’s legs up. Sehun’s back met a wall as they’re lost in teeth and tongue.

“Fuck me,” Sehun says, his voice deep. “God, I’ve been dreaming about you fucking me for months. I’ve tried everything and everyone to keep you off my mind but they don’t work. All I want is you. Only you. Please,” Sehun says, his voice quick, “I’ll beg if I have to, just please Minseok.”

Soon, they were both naked, on Minseok’s bed as the oldest slowly eased himself into Sehun. The youngest was moaning loudly now that he didn’t have to hide what they were doing and it was music to his ears. Minseok has been dreaming of this, too. Sehun has such a nice ass and he’s wanted to fuck him since that night over a year ago. Sehun’s nails clawed at Minseok’s back and he couldn’t help but feel proud of how he was making Sehun act.

He waited for Sehun to adjust. When the younger one nodded, Minseok gave him a deep kiss as he slid out, and back in slowly, testing the waters. It wasn’t like he hasn’t fucked someone like this before, but he just wanted to be careful because it’s Sehun.

The sounds were filthy as skin was slapping against skin. It didn’t take long for Minseok to find and start abusing his prostate. He arched off the bed, yelling out in pleasure after the first time. Sehun looked up and watched Minseok. He left so lucky to have him here, fucking him and doing so in just the right way for Sehun. He pulled him down, their lips against one another again as Sehun muttered for him to not stop. “Faster, Min, Faster please!”

Minseok obeyed, slamming into the young prince at a quick pace. He kissed and licked at Sehun’s neck as he was moaning a mantra of his name. The marks would be there in the morning, letting people know Sehun had some fun but it would be only Minseok who knew he caused them.

He could feel his climax coming, so his hand wrapped around Sehun’s length. The youngest one choked back a moan as he came between them. A few moments later, Minseok followed suit.

Sehun pulled Minseok down into a kiss. After, centimeters apart, Sehun whispered three words Minseok didn’t know he longed to hear from him.

“I love you.”

That sentence changed everything for Minseok. He was stunned, staring at the beautiful man below him. He was still gasping for air as he opened his eyes, looking directly into Minseok’s.

Sehun was honestly thrilled when he heard it back.

“I love you, too.”

The next morning, Sehun was gone. Just like how Minseok left him the first time they got intimate, without a call, a note, or anything. Minseok wondered if he dreamed it.

Then Junmyeon called him and told him Sehun was going to be gone for a while. Heartbroken, he remained calm for the rest of the call, but when he hung up, tears feel down his face silently as he wondered how Sehun could have been that cruel to just leave him.

A month later, he got a letter.

It was from Sehun. It couldn’t say much, but it came from another country, apparently. This just pissed Minseok off even more. Was he so scared of his feelings and what would happen he had to fuck off to another country? Minseok never thought Sehun would be so cruel as to make him fall for him, only to leave right after.

So, for a few weeks, he didn’t open it. It sat in his bedroom, on his bedside table. Unopened, collecting dust. Sehun probably wanted a reply, so Minseok just wanted Sehun to suffer the way he made him suffer.

The day he broke down and read it was after a family dinner with his parents. Jongdae and Jongin there. His parents gossiping and he just pushed his food around, not really hungry. They talked about how Aster’s boy was seeing a man and how ‘devastated’ they could feel.

Between the stress of studying law, feeling broken over Sehun and angry at his parents, he finally got fed up and came out. Two simple words. “I’m bi.”

The look of horror on their faces was so priceless, Minseok wanted to get a picture. They looked like they were going to be ill. Sure, Minseok wasn’t going to have kids anyway, since he was going to become the Royal Lawyer, but he couldn’t help but get some sick satisfaction.

Then they blew up. Calling him ‘defective’, wondering if they brought home the wrong child. They even asked if you could send a legal adult to get conversion therapy in Rivorha. Minseok stormed out, pissed and angry at how much they didn’t care about him. He was once again reminded of how no one truly loved him.

That night, he opened the letter and read. Just one line of text, no name.

‘Ask Junmyeon why. I’m so, so sorry.’

So he did. What his best friend told him, though, was a shock. Learning how Sehun was treated and abused, and now he was at a rehab place in another country because that person got them addicted to heroin. He felt awful, not looking at the letter before.

So he got a phone number from Junmyeon and was allowed to call Sehun only in a specific time range. He told the woman who answered who he’d like to speak to.

“Hello?” The sound of his voice made Minseok’s heart race as a pang of guilt made him feel worse. “Jun, I thought I said that you didn’t have to call me literally ever-”

“It’s me,” Minseok says, cutting Sehun off.

“Oh,” Sehun said, becoming quite quickly.

“I… I just opened the letter,” Minseok said quietly. “I was angry. I thought that you just… played a game with me and left me.”

“I’m so sorry,” Sehun mutters, his voice breaking, “I… she… the person who did this… she called me and I couldn’t say no or else she’d make it worse. I wanted to stay and wake up next to you, but I was scared…”

“It’s fine,” Minseok says, tears falling down his cheeks, “I just… god, I wish I would have looked at the fucking letter sooner!”

An hour. That’s all they could talk, but it was nice. Minseok felt somewhat whole for the first time in weeks, talking to Sehun.

“I have to go,” Sehun says, “I’ll be back in a few weeks.”

“Sehun,” Minseok says, “I promise, I will make whoever did this pay when I’m Royal Lawyer. They will rot in jail, I swear.”

The small chuckle on the other end make Minseok’s heart flutter, “I love you too, Minne.”

The sound of him hanging up was more painful than Minseok wanted to admit.

So that’s how it went. Minseok sent him pictures in the mail and spoke with him one night a week for one hour. The flame of love was still lit for Sehun, even after all the time and heartbreak. Soon, he’ll see him again. When he does, he’ll spoil him rotten.

Weeks later, Sehun was just… there. On his kitchen counter. Eating an apple. Acting like he owned the place. Minseok was so stunned, he just stood there, staring for a moment. The hair that was once black is now orange. Somehow he managed to look like a man, and yet looked like a terrified boy at the same time. He’s grown a bit, filled out more. His shoulders even broader and his face somehow even more gorgeous. Minseok wondered how someone could look like the literal definition of perfection.

When Sehun finally noticed Minseok standing there, he inhaled sharply. A bite of the apple in his mouth going to his windpipe, making him choke for a moment. In an instant, Minseok was there, patting his back roughly, making him cough it up. Sehun glanced at Minseok, seeing the man for the first time in a little over a month. His hair was silver, and he looked like a huge weight is off his shoulders. He was in a nice suit, probably back from overseeing court cases.

Sehun couldn’t stop the tears coming to his eyes. He just started weeping, hugging into Minseok. He just cried, holding onto one of the people whom he missed most. Every day he was away, he’d think to himself ‘What would Minseok do?’ as a way to better himself. Truth be told, he was scared. Scared that the feelings Minseok had for Sehun were gone and the chance they had at this being something over than a casual tit for tat thing. All that washed away when minseok held his face in his hands, kissing every inch of it as he muttered how much he loved him and missed him.

It took a little bit, but Sehun noticed another change in Minseok. A few day and he could see it. Minseok was now, more than ever, striving to be the Royal Lawyer. He worked so hard, harder than he’s ever seen him work before. When Sehun asked, Minseok just shrugged and said that when he’s the Royal Lawyer, he was going to make the person who hurt Sehun pay tenfold for what he did to him. Sehun was blushing like crazy, knowing that Minseok meant it.

Sehun fell further and further for Minseok and thought that Minseok was the one.

Until Sehun saw Y/N.

There was just something about Y/N that caught his eye, and Minseok could tell. He could also tell that the way he’s looking at her wasn’t just some ‘fling’. It made sense to Minseok. After all, Y/N was beautiful. Green eyes and blonde hair that was always in a mess. She never noticed she often had paint on her face, either. It’s a shame she always had a scowl, though. Lina was a close friend of Sehun’s, and she was also best friends with Y/N. So Sehun asked Lina about Y/N.

“Ha,” Lina says, smiling as the three of them played poker one night. “Y/N? Does little Sehunnie have a crush?”

“No,” Sehun mutters.

“Yes,” Minseok said with a smile. He already told Sehun that he was perfectly fine with their relationship being open. Granted Minseok would like to know if there was another person whom Sehun was getting serious about.

Lina laughs, “Y/N isn’t like me. She will not put up with your shit. She’s had too hard of a life to care about kissing your asses just because you’re royalty. She’ll tell you to fuck off and not bat an eye. So, unless you’re serious about it, I’d suggest you stay away.” Lina smirked, calling and laying down a royal flush. “Besides, I know how you are. Broke a lot of hearts, Sehun. You do that to her and I’ll rip your cock off.”

Later that night, Sehun laid cuddled into Minseok’s side.

“It’s ok, you know,” Minseok says, smiling. “She’s pretty.”

“But I love you.”

“You can love more than one person, Sehun.” Minseok kisses his forehead, “It’s not wrong, you know. You have a big heart and a lot of love. Don’t feel like you’re betraying me if you fall for another person. I have no problem sharing you with someone who loves you like I do.”

Sehun just poked Minseok’s side, “Just rest, will you? You have an early study thing tomorrow.”

“I’m shocked you were listening, normally you tune anything about school work out.”

Sehun tickled Minseok, making the older man laugh out loud. Tickles became kisses and soon, kisses became snores as they drifted off to a peaceful sleep. Sehun dreamed about what Minseok said and Minseok dreamed about the day he can finally lock the person who hurt the love of his life away.

[steveholley]

Seventeen Years and Counting

In February, 2002, the New England Patriots stunned the football world by defeating the Rams in Super Bowl XXXVI in the Louisiana Superdome.

This past Sunday, the Patriots defeated the Rams in the Super Bowl again but things were a little different. The Rams are back in Los Angeles for one, and the game was certainly no stunner; if anything, it would have come more as a shock if New England hadn't won Super Bowl LIII.

In the 17 years since that 2002 Super Bowl, with quarterback Tom Brady and coach Bill Belichick leading the Patriots and cementing themselves as arguably the greatest of all-time at their respective positions, the franchise has won an unimaginable six Lombardi Trophies, tied for the most in NFL history. And that's with New England having a full 10-year stretch without winning the big game. By contrast, only the Pittsburgh Steelers and New York Giants have also won multiple Super Bowls in that span - each with two apiece.

But this story isn't really about who can yell "RINGS!" It's not even really about sports, though we'll cover that.

It's a reflective piece as I sit here writing my own Super Bowl LIII story.

Let's rewind. In the late summer and early fall of 2001 as the Patriots' dynasty first began to take shape, I was a 19-year-old college student plowing my way through school and driving around in my pride-and-joy at the time: a gorgeous 1992 Chevrolet Camaro that my father bought me the year I entered college. I was still living at home with my parents, working a job I hated and still struggling to escape the stench of high school and my hometown, with no purpose or direction for where my life was headed.

I was a loner struggling with severe depression and mental illness that wasn't diagnosed until much later. I weighed upward of 240 pounds, had very little social life or even social skills and never imagined all the many things God would bless me with as I grew older and moved away. My best friend since high school had already 'gotten out' after moving to Virginia Beach following graduation. We lost touch and didn't reconnect with one another until years later. There was no social media to stay in touch with back then. When I graduated high school, few of my classmates even had internet access and e-mail from their homes. Even fewer had cell phones. Texting was still a few years away from becoming mainstream; in fact, I didn't get my first real cell phone until I was almost 23. The point is that she got out. Had I not done the same a few years later, I would have been dead before I even turned 30. The older I've gotten, the more I'm convinced of that.

In 2001, I was still in college and the University of Alabama was in its first season under a then-promising outsider head coach named Dennis Franchione, who came to Tuscaloosa by way of Texas Christian University. Andrew Zow and Tyler Watts were Alabama's quarterbacks then, with Zow leading the Tide past Auburn, 31-7, in that year's Iron Bowl at Jordan-Hare Stadium. As strange as it may seem to some of today's generation of 'Bama fans, beating Auburn in those days was our national championship game (theirs, too). To some fans, it always will be. Thinking of those Alabama teams now, it will always be surreal to me that I've watched my school win not just one national championship but five. When you watch as your school is reduced to living off its glory days while losing to teams like Northern Illinois, Central Florida (before they were the annoying hipsters of the college football world) and Louisiana Tech - twice - because of unprecedented NCAA probation, you don't expect to one day reach the college football mountain top five times in nine years.

At the time, my grandfather was going through the final stages of a terrible but courageous fight with colon cancer that took its toll on all of us as a family. No matter how I look back on it, I'll always call him that: courageous. Courageous for the way he managed to stay alert, awake and coherent even as the cancer kept spreading; for the way he still got out of bed every morning in spite of the pain he was in. On the last birthday I celebrated with him, he managed to get out of bed long enough to spend time with me because he knew what day it was. He was courageous for how he'd still find a way to put his pain aside and try to make me laugh in his darkest hours, usually by needling my grandmother over something or ranting about his love of old-school country music and, just as equally, his sheer hatred of the Republican Party. He was courageous for the way he always searched and found a way to cheer me up even when he didn't know he was doing it.

My grandfather didn't teach me anything about sports. In fact, he hated sports with a passion. He used to say that if he were ever elected president, his first executive order would be to eliminate all sports. I would always quip back, "And your next executive order will be to remove the bullet from the sniper's rifle after they shoot your ass for banning football…"

Regardless, my grandfather was never a weak man. My brother Paul and I used to joke that we were the only kids in our high school who'd have taken an ass-beating from our 70-year-old grandfather had push ever come to shove over anything (not that it ever would). He watched with Paul and I when the Patriots won their first Super Bowl, though the significance of that feat couldn't have mattered less to him. We watched that game through the 841-foot outdoor antenna he had in his garden; you know, the kind that was big enough to serve as a communications portal to life on other planets.

My writing at the time, so far as it existed, consisted of daily Chicago Cubs game stories and general team news for a start-up company, more a hobby and a release and a habit from growing up a Cubs fan than an actual job. The Cubs had a good season that year. They won almost 90 games and stayed in the playoff race until September, Kerry Wood rebounded from Tommy John Surgery to win 12 games and post a good ERA, and Sammy Sosa was still… normal(ish) at the time. I had a front-row seat to it through WGN TV and the internet (hello, RealPlayer!), still relatively in its infancy at the time.

As I've written before, what started out as me merely writing about the Cubs beating the Reds or losing to the Cardinals or vice versa on any given day from April to September later turned into me becoming a de facto beat writer for the team and going on to branch out into covering other professional sports. One of my favorite stories is when I met the late Hall of Famer and San Diego Padres great Tony Gwynn at a Double-A All-Star game in Mobile where he was watching his son play. I said something to him about a father watching his son follow in his footsteps. I thought it was almost romantic in a way. Gwynn must have thought otherwise. "Thanks for making me feel old, dude," he said (grumbled is more like it).

Any of the tales I have and the things I've done in sportswriting have happened in cities hundreds of miles from where I grew up, of course. My hometown has never been known for anything overly noteworthy. It's the hometown of George "Goober" Lindsey, eerie unsolved murders and disappearances, some of the highest rates of spousel abuse in the nation, and numerous odds and ends mysteries. And drugs. Yes, lots of drugs and drug arrests.

Once, Bear Bryant came through town in his green Cadillac and another time Merle Haggard played a concert there when he was flat broke. I think my brother said it best about our home state: "It's a strange place. On the one hand, it's beautiful with many wonderful people and a fine, distinct southern culture. At the same time, it's terrifying and home to some of the downright worst human beings and atrocities the country has ever seen, all existing together in tension and constantly ripping itself apart from within." On that he's very much correct.

Anyway, to show how much time has passed, in the fall of 2001 when the Patriots dynasty began out of nowhere, New England was still playing its home games at the old and outdated Foxboro Stadium. The Yankees were still playing at the real Yankee Stadium in the weeks after the most horrific terrorist attack on American soil, and Wrigley Field and Fenway Park hadn't yet received long-overdue upgrades that have since brought them into the 21st century.

No one watches the Super Bowl on huge outdoor antennas anymore but rather on ridiculously priced cable "bundles" or in many cases their phones, computers and other gadgets. I often wonder what my grandfather would have thought of the idea that 17 years after watching my last Super Bowl with him that we'd have the means and technology to watch the game or the NBC Nightly News (his daily, can't-miss half-hour of television) on our telephones.

My brother called me after the Super Bowl last Sunday on his way back to his apartment in Brooklyn, another occurrence neither of us foresaw growing up. We were talking about the game when he said something that really got me thinking.

"It's hard for me to believe but this Patriots run started back when I was a senior in high school," he said. "They've won six Super Bowls since I was 18 years old. I'm 35 now. Their dynasty has literally lasted half of my life."

And that's what got me started down this rabbit hole.

Thinking back on the places I've gone, all the people I've since met, my grandfather, the New England Patriots (who incidentally once played a regular-season home game at Birmingham's Legion Field vs. the New York Jets), Andrew Zow and Tyler Watts, making Tony Gwynn feel old, getting married and finding my soul mate and the love of my life and the family I have now; all the things and fears and nightmares I escaped that are both real and imagined. And of course my own health battles I've fought despite being a full 100 pounds lighter now than I was 17 years ago.

There will be other sports dynasties in the years ahead. The beauty of dynasties is that no one can predict which team it will be or even when the current ones will end. Or better still, when and where life will take us, who we might meet next, and other things and history we'll experience and bear witness to.

All of which is to say in conclusion, enjoy it. Whatever it is and whoever it is that make history, just enjoy it.

"Buy the ticket, take the ride," Hunter S. Thompson famously said. Completely separate of football dynasties and any Super Bowl, may we all keep buying the ticket, wherever it takes us.

[sparklyeaglepoetry-blog]

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""Bought a new car, but now is too expensive. How do I trade in for a cheaper car?""

I bought a 2013 Ford Focus S, I love it but its starting to cost me alot. I still owe 18,800 on it. I make about 1300/mo Car payment is $320/mo Insurance is $230/mo And I have a few other bills.. So it leaves me like $150 for 2 weeks every paycheck. Which, isn't enough. I want a Wrangler, and I found great prices on then and insurance believe it for not is cheaper on it, but the problem is.. Is the equity on the trade in. I made a mistake on this car, and now.. Really I'm trying to get rid of it as soon as possible, so I can start saving for my Wrangler. What do you suggest I do? Thanks. (by the way, I'm 19 and in the Navy)""

Average motorcycle insurance cost for 18 yr old with 2007 yamaha yzf-r1?

Average motorcycle insurance cost for 18 yr old with 2007 yamaha yzf-r1?

Got ticket for car insurance but have liability in my moms name?

Drove my moms car and officer gave me ticket for no car insurance even though I showed him one under my moms name can I show it in court and get it dismissed?

Estimating how much more is usually liability then full coverage insurance?

how much more do you think it would cost had 1997 dodge stratus 4 door and bought a 2008 ford focus, I know you it depends but do you think its gonna cost 1000 more for exampe or what?""

""How does car insurance work in America, and how much does it cost on average?

just want to know how it works over in the USA compared to britain.

Auto Insurance forcing me on parents car insurance?

I got my g2 but my parents auto insurance company is forcing me to pay insurance on my moms car even though I will never use it. This is in a city where insurance is really expensive and them doing this will cause financial hardship and I can barely pay it. Is there some law allowing them to do this?

Why are car insurance quotes on comparison sites so high?

I'm almost 17 and I'm hoping to learn to drive and buy a car, I was looking on some comparison sites to see what the insurance might be on some possible cars (ford KA, fiat sciento, nothing too fancy) but the quotes were ridiculously high? I know being 17 will mean expensive insurance but this was really expensive, they said the cheapest was around 6000 for third party. This is really high because I know loads of people who drive at 17 and their insurance ranges from 1800-3000. So, why is it so high and will it actually be this price when I come to pay the insurance?""

Insurance settlement in Arizona?

I hit rear-ended a guy at about 5MPH back in July. He was in a pickup, I was in my civic. About $800 worth of damage to both vehicles. He complained of no injuries at the scene. I find out he got an attorney and filed a claim against my insurance. My insurance says they are still waiting to get a demand letter. Question: I only have $100,000 in coverage. Is there any chance he could get more than this?""

Drivers License and Car Insurance?

My friend had a friend of his drive his car when he was drinking because he didn't want an OMVI. His friend quit paying for car insurance but said he still has his drivers license. Is that possible? Also, my friend said he wasn't worried about an accident because my friend has insurance and he thinks that covers all drivers in his car with a drivers license. I feel that if he got in an accident, his insurance won't pay because he has a non-insured driver driving his car. He said I'm wrong. Who's right and who's wrong here????""

Where to get cheap car insurance?

my car insurance rates keep going back and forth and i don't have the money to pay 130.00 a month or 170.00 or whatever they decide to put it at. at first it was 83.15 then it jumped to 170.00 now it is 130.00 can someone please tell me where i can get insurance for at less than 100 dollars?

Fort Payne Alabama Cheap car insurance quotes zip 35967

Fort Payne Alabama Cheap car insurance quotes zip 35967

""No insurance fine, help!!?""

It was stupid and careless, but I went out, with an expired sticker on my car, as well as no insurance on my car either. My luck, I was pulled over and givin a $110 expired tickect fine, as well as a summons to court on the 12th of November. I was researching the Compulsary Auotomobile Insurance Act section 2(1)(a) and It has came to my Knowlege that when I attend the court date I'm looking at a $5000 -$25000 fine, I have currantly been laid off and if i did have a job, Istill can't afford that. Is there any way that it can be reduced due to income, any information would help, Im very scared, I have never broken any type of rule before and im already in debt. Also, how many demarite points could i lose due to the expired ticket and lack of car insurance. Please only mature answers. I know I was wrong so that info is not needed. thanks so much in advance""

How much does your insurance go up for a speeding ticket?

I was going 48 in a 30. How much will my insurance go up and how many point will I get?

Am I paying too much for my health insurance?

I'm 23 year old and non smoker, I got my health insurance from my company's employee benefit, and I'm pay $29 a week for this coverage: $20 office visit $115 ER They pay 80% I pay 20% Deductible $470 Out of Pocket Max $3500 Am I paying too much? How much would I be paying if I get this benefit by my own and not from my company?""

Motorcycle Insurance Fee?

Hi, My name is Johnny. I'm 19 years old and live in Santa Monica, CA. I currently have DL and I know I need to get Motorcycle License to drive Motorcycle. I've been driving for 9 months and had no accident at all. Although, I sometimes drive my parents' cars and have no insurance. I heard that driving motorcycle will cost me less on payment and insurance. I want to buy like, Harley Davidson model from 2006-2008. How much will it cost me for my insurance?""

Can a 16y/o buy car insurance without his parents?

How much would it cost in California, full coverage for a 94 Honda Civic?""

What insurance company in America is insuring Smart Cars?

I have a 2007 Smart and my insurance has recently informed me that they will not renew my coverage because of the type of car that it is.

""Why is it called the Affordable Health Care Act, but it does very little to make health care affordable?""

there were many ways to make health care reform work, but all that this bill does is make the insurance companies richer.""

I knocked someones car but he claimed for a lot more and now my insurance has gone from 400 to 900 - help!!?

Back in June I knocked into a stationary vehicle in a car park. I waited for the guy to come back and apologised straight away. (when its your fault in life own up) He was initially annoyed (fair enough) but went on to tell me that someone else had knocked into his car recently and caused 600 worth of damage (the other driver had sped off and hed already had a quote for the work). I cant remember the exact wording of the next bit - but it was understood that I would pay whatever it cost on top of that to fix the area (bumper / side corner area) We exchanged details. I told my insurance company what had happened and the previous damage. There were also photos taken at the time that I forwarded on (not sure if they were actually any help) Next I hear his insurance company has approached mine with a bill for 700. The total amount for fixing his car. I brought up the matter of the previous damage - couple of conversations between insurance companies - his asking him directly if there was any previous damage and him saying no. I told my insurance company that there was a friend with me (we were walking our dogs in the park) who had heard the whole conversation - in fact she was the one that took the pictures. She is a responsible, respectable person who was happy to make a statement. I was told by the insurance company that as it was someone who knew me - they couldnt be seen as an impartial person and they ended up paying the whole amount to his insurance company. I have just received my new insurance quote. Last year it was 437 and now that I have lost my 3 years no claims bonus (I have been driving for much longer but have only owned a small van for 3 years (practicality for my dogs muddy feet) and insurance starts again for vans) but I also have this 700 fault against my name this year. My insurance quote is now 960. Is there anything I can do. Does anyone have advice for any further action I can take? I believe in taking responsibility for your actions - but I am being cheated here out of a lot of money and I dont know what to do. If 100 was down to me then I could have just paid that amount directly and not lost my no claims bonus. But as it stands it will cost me around 500 this year and more again on the consequent years of insurance. Sorry for this being a long one but I really am lost. My insurance is due on 7th Jan.""

Can a car insurance company lower the estimate?

Ok here is my dilemma: I got in a car accident about a week ago, the other driver is at fault. I went for the repair estimate to the agent #1, he was ready to write a check for $1500, but I was wondering how much they would pay if they totaled the car, in a couple of days I got a phone call and the agent#2 said that the vehicle is gonna be a total loss and said they would pay $2300 and take the car. I decided to just take the $1500. Agents #1 and #2 directed me to an agent #3, I explained the whole situation to him and he said he would issue $1800 if I want to keep the car BUT I would have to get a salvage title for the vehicle first due to the state law. The state law requires a person to get a salvage title if the repair cost is 75% or more of the vehicle total value. I do not want to get a salvage title for the vehicle and I told him that the original estimate given by the agent #1 was $1500, not $1800 which is less than 75%, to which he responded I believe we still had some items open when you got that estimate . he will check it and call me back. 1. Can I just lower the estimate to original $1500 so I would not have to get a salvage title for the car? Any law that allows me to lower it? 2. Will the insurance company receive any benefit if they pay me more money but I will have to salvage the car? Why do they wanna do it?""

""I'm moving to California to Hawaii, can I use my dental insurance in Hawaii?

I have liberty Dental insurance here in California but I am moving to Hawaii in a few weeks. Will I be covered in Hawaii?

Will buying a previously wrecked car drive up my insurance?

Im a new driver and my parents want to buy me an Acura TSX. I found one online and went to test drive it and found out it had been in a moderate car crash, but had been completely fixed and repaired. I went to the mechanic and he ok'd the car for me. We want to buy it, but is the fact that the previous owner crashed it going to drive up the cost to insure it?""

Car insurance prices for 19 year old workers?

i am after getting a car because i have just passed but i am getting a sports car or a convertable and the insurance for them are so expensive! its unbelievable i got a quote for a x reg audi tt and it was 6000. how much would it be for a 8000 mini one?

Is this how liability car insurance works in general and when you grant someone permission to drive your car?

This coverage pays for damage you (or someone driving the car with your permission) may cause to someone else's property. Usually, this means damage to someone else?s car. I called my car insurance and asked them and they said that insurance follows the car rather than a person. So no matter who would be driving it, it would basically be their responsibility. Now, would this also include letting your kid or a family member drive your car? even if they're not in the actual policy? It seems like when that is the case, things get somewhat confusing. I'd love to hear any input from anyone who ever has or currently does work in the car insurance world.""

Can my insurance tell what the ticket was for?

So, I live in CA and i have AAA insurance. My daughter got a speeding ticket and i know it will raise my insurance. and i know they can tell that thre is a ticket on certain person's name but can they tell what the ticket was for???""

""In Connecticut, Return Licence plates first? or end car insurance first?""

ANYONE WHO KNOWS ABOUT CONNECTICUT DMV & POLICIES! HI, i'm trying to take my car out of my insurance, do i return the plates to DMV or end insurance first???? helppppp""

Can I get insurance that isn't based in my state?

I currently live in South Carolina and I'm in need of a particular surgical procedure, and my current insurance provider rules the surgery as cosmetic when in fact, an orthodontist, dentist, and an oral surgeon all suggested that surgery is a good option for me. They've all told me the same thing, however, that the surgery is difficult to get approved. So I did a bit of research and only one insurance company in the entire United States covers the procedure (That I could find). But, this insurance (Kaiser Permanente) isn't offered in my state. It is however offered in Georgia, which is relatively close. So my question is, could I switch to Kaiser Permanente if I don't live in Georgia, California, or one of their other locations? It's orthognatic surgery, in case it's relevant.""

""Health Insurance 15 years, now NO health insurance!?""

I've had insurance since I've been on my own now, roughly 15 years. However thanks to Obamacare my insurance plan has been cancelled, so now I don't have insurance. Obamacare requires maturnity care, which of course mine didn't cover because I am a male. I looked into Obamacare but it was like 400 a month for me versus my other Blue Cross plan which was 175 a month and had almost little to no co-pay and a very low deductible. So someone explain to me how after all these years of hard work and having GREATTTTTT health insurance I have NO health insurance and basically don't want this bronze OVER priced piece of crap high deductible health insurance. If your broke, then you can't even afford the bronze because the deductibles are so high that it will bankrupt you and you won't get the subsidies until end of year so you can't afford it anyway LOL. Kinda sad I lose my health insurance so some low life can now finally have something they can't afford to use any way.""

My husband and I have 3 kids and we're in our early 50's. Do we need life insurance at this point?

We own our home and have approximately $75 000 invested.

Car insurance please someone help me!?

I need to get a drivers abstract for this job I'm applying for....I have a speeding ticket which took 3 demerit points, but I'm pretty sure my insurance company hasn't found out....this was about a year and abit ago and my insurance company told me when renewing my insurance that its clean......if I get this drivers abstract will they find out and want to charge me more? And do companies really care about a speeding ticket 16km/h over?""

How much would my car insurance payments be?

I'm thinking about getting a 2011/2012 Hyundai Elantra and was wondering how much would my car insurance payments be with Geico, Allstate, or Statefarm? Also what would you recommend?""

Negative impacts on making all drivers have insurance?

also what are some positive impacts of making all drivers have insurance how would it help stop boy racers?

What is the cheapest car Insurance ?

I own my car. What do I have to carry?

Is there a car insurance company which specialises in please answer?

stupid question at this moment in time i think with car insurance company's not insuring young drivers but is there a company which specialises in insuring young drivers on nice cars or just specialises in insuring nice cars thanks ??

Are there any car insurance companies that you don't have to give your SS# and DOB to get a quote?

If I get a good quote then I will give all of my information to that company.

How do I get back a revoked license in Colorado without owning a car or having car insurance?

When I had my license revoked for DWAI in Colorado, I was told that I could get my license back when a year was over by submitting an SR-22 form. The way I understand it, you can't get an SR-22 form unless you have car insurance. Is this correct? I don't have a car or car insurance, so how do I get my license back?""

Fort Payne Alabama Cheap car insurance quotes zip 35967

Fort Payne Alabama Cheap car insurance quotes zip 35967

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