#Y E S Y E S Y E S chapter 5 it's so damn good i love it!!!

[theatrekidstatus]

Chapter 4: TW:too much rizz and s/h (fr)

Y/n pov: i wake up and I'm the first one I hide Greg and get changed into this

Not the book,candle,phone, "cute fit" "thanks" i turn around and see

"can-t sa-y th-e sa-me" god why did I try to be a smart mouth "can't say much can you" (a/n:bully rizz) "🙄" "no finger?" "🖕🏾" "nah I ment your ring finger" "smo-oth" "like your lips" "ok ca-lm do-wn" "shit my bad" "you're good" "aww there flirting" lin took a pic of us "what the fuck are you doing" "nothing" "can we get breakfast" "sure" "WAIT WHERE IS MY BONNET" jazzy yells "probably in Africa by now" nea says "for real" I add (bonnets are the real Ops)"oh there it is" "everyone get dressed we're getting food" "cool" everyone got dressed up and we went to Waffle House (a/n:shut up) Im getting waffle,bacon,grits, "y'all isn't that waiter kinda cute" jazzy ask

"ooooh jazzy's crushing" "🖕🏽" "hey that's mine thing" the waiter comes over "hello pretty ladies what might you be ordering" "can I get eggs and waffle" pippa asks "can I get bacon eggs and a waffle" nea asks "waffle,bacon,grits,please" jazzy looking at him like a dork "ma'am" "huh" "what would you like" "your number" she whispers "excuse me" "grits and bacon please" "ok "aww" "shut up" 25 minutes later "jazz call your boyfriend over" pip says "oh he's coming over" "ah shit" jazzy wipes food off her faces and puts lip stick back on "do I look ok" "👍🏾" "good" "are you pretty girls ready for the check" "yeah" "oh I think you need this" he puts the plate shit in the middle and gave jazzy a napkin we got to the car "jazzy there something right here" "wait do y'all that's why he gave me the napkin" "🤷🏽‍♀️" "ugh" she pulls it out and squeals "what happened" "he wrote his number on the napkin" "eee" we all squeal "omg he heard me" "damn" "shush y/n this a good thing jazz" nea said we make it back to the theatre "how was y'all food" Lin ask "good" "we all said "jazzy left with a new boyfriend" "I did that shit" "for real twin" "we got 5 hours till rehearsal so let's just chill - and no you can't go back to sleep" "ughhh" we said "wait I saw the cutest puppy on insta imma show y'all" "k" "cool" "sure" I get on my search thing and I see Lin posted it was me and ant "favorite couple" was the caption "🙄" I check the comments "she's so ugly" "he could do better" "ant I thought we were better than this" "she's so fugly" "man Ramos check my dm's you'll move on real quick" I throw my phone and run to the back I took my bag i was crying so hard "I check my bag I found my old blade I was gonna throw it away but it looked REAL helpful right about now I held it to my wrist I hear  long repetitive loud knocks" "y/n please you've been clean for so long please please please the comments aren't true your beautiful and I love you I'll delete the post and all the comments please" Lin cried through the door while trying to break the door "y/n please I love you" I hear it was ... ant he loves me I stand up and open the door Lin ran and hugged me "I love you don't ever scare me like that" I just start crying "let it out sh sh sh let it out come on" he picks me up "y/n are you ok" the girls ask "mhm" I Mutter "today has been a stressful day so everyone can leave and head to my apartment to check on y/n" at the apartment "wait did you want people over DONT LIE" "yeah I love them" "ok..." "I hear a knock at the door" "you're the only without a car yet you're here first and you brought gifts" "can I see her" "sure" "I look up it's ant" "hi do you want some chocolate?" "Hell yeah" he snickers "so you... love me" he looks down "I think so" "I think I LIKE you " "really" "yeah" "do we date now?" "Can we" "sure" he had a little smile "you smile is so cute" "thank you" "look how the table have turned I use to be the nervous one" "I'm not nervous" "what happened to the boy whit w rizz and confidence" he's right here" "wha-" im cut of by his lips on mine I just look at him "im sorry" and ran away Lin came in and I told him everything "I'll call him" "no lin please" "ok" everyone came over and I  said everything from the comments to ant "yn/n I'm sorry"  "it's ok it's been a hard day I kinda wanna eat and sleep" "oh of course" "I'm sorry" "DONT say sorry it's just boundaries" "let's go ya'll" "k" they all left "I made your favorite" "thank you chef Lin" I eat it and the food was really good I hop in bed and sleep my ass off.

Anthony Ramos pov: I wake up i notice y/n is up she's not at my side I go to the bathroom and get ready I see y/n I saw "cute fit" "thanks" "can-t sa-y th-e sa-me"  "can't say much can you" "🙄" "no finger?" "🖕🏾" "nah I ment your ring finger" "smo-oth" "like your lips" "ok ca-lm do-wn" "shit my bad" "you're good" "aww there flirting" lin took a pic of us "what the fuck are you doing" "nothing" "can we get breakfast" "sure" "WAIT WHERE IS MY BONNET" jazzy yells "probably in Africa by now" nea says "for real" y/n added "oh there it is" "everyone get dressed we're getting food" "cool" everyone got dressed up and we went to Waffle House oak was talking bout his plan too ask pippa same with davved and nea "Ramos when are you gonna ask out middle" "WHO?" "y/n" he whispered "ohhh idk why'd you say middle" he just 🖕🏿 me "ohh" "yeah" "y'all are grown men and can't talk to your crush" Chris chimed in "I can't imagine not dating your crush" groff says as he touches Lins hand "yeah baby" "get a booth"

A little later

"how was y'all food" Lin ask "good" "we all said "jazzy left with a new boyfriend" "I did that shit" "for real twin" "we got 5 hours till rehearsal so let's just chill - and no you can't go back to sleep" "ughhh" we said "im so tired I tell the guys" "same" "for real" "yeah" I see y/n running away crying "what happened we ask the girls" "we don't know" i pick up her phone and read some strange comments i was nauseous i show them and Lin said "on no" we run after Lin he dose long repetitive loud knocks" "y/n please you've been clean for so long please please please the comments aren't true your beautiful and I love you I'll delete the post and all the comments please" Lin cried through the door while trying to break the door I was so upset I just yell "y/n please I love you" everyone looked at me and tears down my face as i didn't hear anything from her she and opened the door Lin ran and hugged her "I love you don't ever scare me like that" she just started crying "let it out sh sh sh let it out come on" he picked her up "y/n are you ok" the girls ask "mhm" she muttered Mutter "today has been a stressful day so everyone can leave and head to my apartment to check on y/n at the apartment" "you're the only without a car yet you're here first and you brought gifts" "can I see her" "sure"  "hi do you want some chocolate?" "Hell yeah" he snickers "so you... love me" i look down "I think so" "I think I LIKE you " "really" "yeah" "do we date now?" "Can we" "sure" he had a little smile "you smile is so cute" "thank you" "look how the table have turned I use to be the nervous one" "I'm not nervous" "what happened to the boy whit w rizz and confidence" he's right here" "wha-" im cut of by his lips on mine I just look at her "im sorry" and ran away

[ghost-bxrd]

I humbly bow in gratitude and shall invoke your name on the corresponding future chapter 🙇‍♀️

And also credit you and @investyourlove1019 for the name brainstorming because Mockingjay for LilBruce is now canon. I don’t make the rules.

Jason‘s entire world view is shifting and crumbling and reassembling itself all in the span of a couple seconds and this entire situation is utter lunacy but—- let’s be for real. Before Bruce decided never to kill he was a little boy aching to avenge his parents. Death, life, neither mattered to him. He just wanted the murderer to pay. So him going to Jason after Hood established himself in Crime Alley? It’s actually more in character than one would suspect at first. But Jason obviously never got to know this side of Bruce.

Long story short, Jason agrees. Not because he thinks he owes it to Bruce but because this little toddler just saw his parents get murdered in cold blood right in front of him and the Red Hood doesn’t let shit like that slide. Ever.

(There’s this whole spiel where Bruce tries to throw his money at Jason because “How much do you want for it? 5 million? 6?” And Jason’s just like “Nah, early Christmas present :)” more serious of course, but end of the line is that Jason doesn’t accept a single penny. It is also the moment that Bruce decides to trust this weird criminal a tiny bit.)

Y E S tho! Make it so Joe grabbed some of the pearls from Martha‘s necklace before fleeing! Those pearls are crazy valuable and worth a couple hundred each, but Joe is a greedy dumbass who boasts about snatching them off the Waynes to drive the price even higher.

It works, of course. Just not in the way Joe suspected it would.

Within a couple hours word gets back to Jason about the pearls and he throws his money in the ring to track down the culprit.

When Jason finally gets his hands on Joe Chill, he doesn’t make it quick.

Bruce wakes up the next morning with a special delivery sitting on the steps to Wayne Manor containing the missing pearls.

That should have been it. Everyone’s happy, Jason did his good deed of the century and Little Bruce can now proceed to heal like he should have the first time around, with all the fancy therapy and stuff to go along with it. And Jason can finally focus on getting back to his own damn universe.

And he would. He really, really would, but every time he thinks about leaving, the picture of Bruce— alone and tiny and asking Jason to finish the job — pops into his head, and he feels like someone is fixing a noose around his throat because he can’t breathe.

So we’ve got a Jason who‘s perpetually terrified of Bruce deciding to act on those suicidal tendencies again. The part with Jason and the gun was opportunistic, wandering into Crime Alley alone is passive (relatively), but things like that can easily flip into deliberate planning and execution.

Bruce won’t go that far, but Jason doesn’t know that. What if Jason leaves and Bruce— dies? The Alfred of this world isn’t nearly as invested in Bruce’s welfare as the original was/is, it would be so easy for the little boy to slip between the cracks of the world and just— vanish.

Jason sticks to obsessively checking in with the kid to reassure himself of his continued survival.

Little Bruce, who is officially hero worshipping the Red Hood now, imprints on Jason like a baby duckling.

Prompt:

Jason gets booted to another dimension and adopts a recently orphaned Bruce Wayne.

Whom he also takes along for the ride when he’s pulled back into his own dimension.

[torotoro0]

Enemies? Or...

 `~Miles Fairchild x Reader~`

Part 1/?

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word count: 1.9k words

Summary :  You and Miles has known each other since kindergarten, your Dad and Miles' parents are close acquaintances and business partners. Miles don't really pay attention to you but if he did he would say something mean and that's fine because you don't like him that much too, If he says something mean you would just glare at him (and he's too weird plus creepy), but every summer break your Dad sends you to the Fairchild’s Estate (because he is too busy to take care of you) So that you won't be "lonely" since your the only child and Miles needs a “friend” to comfort him since his parents both died in a car crash, but.. I’m not his friend tho *_* I’m really not, he is too creepy. But this time when you visit, theirs a teacher or nanny they hired for flora.

A/N : slight swearing that’s all @_@

This movie was like 2 years ago?! It feels like 2020 was just yesterday *_*

Your Pov

Today was just like any other day, boring classes, lunch breaks, you know, typical school day, BUT earlier this morning it was a wreck, first, Miles was expelled for ALMOST killing a student, I don’t really know the reason since because you know.... he doesn’t talk that much (and he creeps me out), so maybe he just got pissed off by the student or something, and secondly I and any other student that was around the fight yesterday is getting 5 hours of detention after lunch and that sucks from heaven to hell.

So I came up with the idea of calling my dad and make him tell the headmaster to take back my punishment ~_~ and I know it will work definitely.

I stand up my seat in the cafeteria and dash to the receptionist’s table to call my dad. “Papa? hello? PAPA, PAPA, PAPA” I hurriedly ask “What is it sweetie? I thought you have school today” he FINALLY answered 

“Its lunch papa, but can I ask you a favor?”

“of course anything for you Y/N” he states “Can you tell the headmaster to take back my detention? PLEEASE papa” I beg, call me spoiled but- who wouldn’t want to get out of their detention?

“Of course, but may i ask why?” ohhh shit im screwe- “because papa, I need to take a, uhm,hmm,  oh! a test in Mrs. Covventry’s class, please papa” and that’s a lie “Oh? Ok then i will call him-”

“Thank you papa, love you sm! good bye!” and with that I hang up

“YES! YES! YES!”

{T I M E   S K I P}

Miles Pov

Groaning I went inside the mansion, I just got expelled from almost killing a student, but can you blame me? he touched my things without my permission.

I went up the stairs and was going to my room when a lady with blonde hair passed by, of course I followed her, why would a nanny be snooping around a house that isn’t hers?.

I waited outside the door, tapping my foot impatiently, after a moment she open the door and screamed.

“who are you?” she asked “I’m Miles I live here” I held my hand to my side, slightly tilting my head. She oughta be the dumb I guess.

“I mean... what are you doing home?”

“You shouldn’t be in here” I ignore her question. “I know... I thought I heard something” shaking her head, I gave her a reassuring smile, and proceeded to head to my room.

Your Pov 

Today is the of summer and is the day I go to the Fairchild’s Estate,

I don’t really like going there because its a creepy household with a bunch of creepy statues, like who would want to go walking around with statues looking like they want to murder you, creepy right?

I went in my Dad’s car with his new slut, yes you heard me right letter S L U T. After mother’s death, Papa had been gathering his avengers, and by that, I mean gathering his sluts, others have been with him even since my mom was still alive, others’ newbies, he would buy me things in exchange to not tell my mom about his prostitutes'

“Good morning papa” I greeted “ good morning darling”

“why don’t you greet me Y/N?” ugh that damn prostitute “Good morning Amelia” I mumbled.

“Let’s just hurry babe” she rolled her eyes, tapping on my dad’s thigh. 

As I arrived at the mansion, cold breeze hits my face like a slap, the eerie demeanor was lingering as we stopped in front of the estate.

“This is so creepy” the slut clings unto my dad’s arm. “Be a good girl for me ey? See you Y/N” He kisses my forehead and waves his goodbyes.

Miles Pov

I heard a honk of a car and I’m pretty sure it is them or should I say.... her, everyone summer, she goes by to my house and stays here, if it wasn’t for her dad’s ‘business trips’ she wouldn’t have to suffer and keep coming here.

“YAY! she’s here!” Flora beams as she hurriedly waited behind the door, Mrs. Grose also hurriedly opens the door revealing Y/N.

“Good morning Ms. L/N, Its so good to see you again” Mrs. Grose chuckles. “Thank you for having me!”

“Y/N! I missed you so much!!!” flora hugs her as she hugs back, “You’ve grown more taller now Flora, your almost in my height”

“Good morning to you too Miles” her stern voice turns to me. 

“Oh and, Ms. L/N-”

 “Call me Y/N Mrs. Grose, no need for formalities” She cuts her off, and before anyone could say anything, Flora dragged Kate to Y/N.

“Hi I’m Kate and your Y/N I suppose?” she introduced herself “Oh yes I am, nice to meet you” “nice to meet you to-”

“I’m hungryyy!” Flora cuts her, pulling her sleeves continuously.

“Well of course flora, shall we head inside now?” Mrs. Grose said “yes yes!”.

Me and the others went to the living room but Y/N went straight to the stairs “Y/N? Why don’t you join us?” Kate stands up turning her attention to the girl. I arch an eyebrow behind the girl who was now slowly approaching Y/N.

Your Pov

I went up the stairs awkwardly after Kate ask me to come and eat. Well.... to tell the truth I haven’t eaten yet... but I don’t have the appetite to do so. I trudge as the stairs seemed to be endless.

I went to the usual guest room I sleep in when I come here. As i passed Miles’ room I can hear his speakers blasting with music and it is so annoying so i went in and turned off his speakers

“so much for saving electricity” I mumbled, taking a good look of the room, it was so messy, clothes scattered everywhere, instruments here and there, and his big ass spider.

“and what the heck are you doing in here?”

“yah!” I screamed

I turn to my back and saw Miles crossing his arms and frowning at me,

“Well, your speakers are so loud they make my ears bleed and weren’t you going to eat breakfast?” I shot back “Firstly you are trespassing My room and secondly I don’t want to eat breakfast, now....” He goes behind me and pushes me outside,

“get out” he says and then he bangs the door, 

“rude”

{+T I M E  S K I P+}

I wake up feeling great until i remembered I’m still in the Fairchild’s Estate, i groan, while getting up, and i proceeded to head downstairs. As i walk down I hear Miles apologizing to Kate about how he scared her yesterday night, please don’t forgive him “Oh, its fine”, he doesn’t really mean it you shit i mumbled. “Oh, cool” he answers.

“Oh! hey Y/N good morning” Kate greets me “Good morning everyone” I answered, “Hello Y/N! come sit with me and miles!” Flora excitedly said “oh, uhm, sure” NOT, I sit beside Flora making her sit in the middle of the couch.

“So, seems we had a rough night, your a sleepwalker like Flora” he looks at her “I don’t sleepwalk” she answers “and I can hear you snoring Y/N, you were so loud I was barely able to sleep”, i shot him a glare of mine “well, last night I woke up in the middle of the night because of your crappy guitar music” i insult him,

“That’s a cool sweater” she complimented. “Thanks” he answers, ugh how dare he ignore me after he insults me, “You shouldn’t be wearing that” I lean to my side as I whisper to Miles.

“He wanted me to have it”

“Was it your dad’s?” Kate asked, “It was Quint’s” there he goes again.

“Whose quint?” “he’s a riding instructor” Mrs. Grose answered “He managed the Estate” he started

“He was the best” “Oh, he’s not here anymore?”

“... He died”

“oh” she went speechless.

“Everyone dies Miles” Flora said, ‘and you will one day too miles’ I mumbled ‘same with you too’, shit he heard me?, “hm?” Kate was confused “Nothing” he said.

!RING RING!

The phone rang as they finish their discussion, “I’ll get it!” Flora says hurriedly.

“So-”

“Do you ride horses Kate?” I asked, cutting him off “oh, uh, well I rode a couple times at summer camp but that’s a lie I just stayed at the horse” we both laugh

I looked at Miles to see his reaction and he was sending me his glare of the morning, LOSER I mouthed to him then he rolls his eyes. “I-”

“I can teach you if you want, I mean.. If you can handle it” that damn creep!, “Oh is that a challenge?” Kate answered “yeah”

“uhh, no I think i can handle it, yeah, yeah, I’m a quick learner”

“Heyy its the headmaster at Miles and Y/N’s school” Flora jogged to us

“He would like to speak with the person in-charge” she added. Kate walks to the telephone and checks with the headmaster. “hmm, I wonder what the headmaster will say, don’t you think so too Flora?” I said “Ooh! ooh! I think miles is in TROUBLE!” she teased looking at miles.

Miles Pov

“hmm, I wonder what the headmaster will say, don’t you think so too Flora?” Y/N stated.

“Ooh! ooh! I think miles is in TROUBLE!”, I turn around and scan Kate’s face, she looks like she’s scared, then she comes back with a serious face, and I try to look like I don’t know what they were talking about “pfft” Y/N suddenly let out a grin, that bitch.

“So what did the fragile farty want?” I sounded so stupid ugh, “He.. he sent me a list of your home works to answer at home”

“hm, ok” I nod “That sounds fun”.

Your Pov

“That sounds fun” I roll my eyes.

“Ok I’m going” I said as i pick up my breakfast, “Where are you going?” Kate asked “Alright” Miles stands up “and you too miles, you should bring your plate to the kitchen” “I’m going to my room and I will eat my breakfast there” I answered “To my room?” he stated.

“Why don’t you eat here Y/N? and Miles Mrs.Grose made lovely breakfast for us and that would be a polite thing to do guys” she explained

Ms.Jessel would have been better, “But that’s her job right?” I answered “Y/-” “Its ok Y/N, I’ll do it darling, you go on ahead” Mrs.Grose cuts Kate off “Thank you Mrs. Grose” I dash upstairs because I don’t want anymore of the dumb scoldings of Kate.

“Let’s go Flora” Miles ordered her “Its not your job either” he said before flora could help with the dishes.

I hid at the top of the stairs waiting for them.

”Good thing the headmaster didn’t tell her” i said as i leaned back with my toast and juice, “Fuck off Y/N” he sounds pissed, “Infront of flora? how rude” I laugh.

a/n: PART 2? ANYONE?

[atlabeth]

everything happens for a reason part 6 - zuko x fem!reader

The thing about forever is that it's a fucking lie

part 5 | masterlist | part 7

a/n: you all know whats coming lmao i got nothing to say for myself

wc: 3.5k

warning(s): pakku's usual sexism, typical siege of the north stuff, mostly angst but a lil bit of fluff in there

chapter title comes from forever is a lie by bea miller!

“I can’t believe that your tribe doesn’t teach waterbending to women!” Katara fumed, the snow beneath her feet packed tightly from her continuous pacing. “I mean, how can they even do that? Master Pakku’s all about ‘his culture and his teachings’ but his teachings are completely sexist!”

Y/N just nodded along as she listened to Katara — Master Pakku had refused to teach Katara, and after a disappointing healing lesson she had found Y/N to rant. “Yep. It’s unfair, but there’s not much we can do about it.”

Katara frowned and stopped in her tracks. “Don’t you want to learn how to fight too? I love being able to heal and help people, don’t get me wrong, but healing isn’t all I want to do.”

A shaky sigh fell from her lips and she shrugged, adjusting her position on the platform of ice she had made to sit on. “Well… yeah, I guess. I know a couple of martial moves, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to know more. But Katara, I—”

Y/N was silent for a moment as flashes of the past played behind her eyelids. “I’m not like you. I’m not the kind of person to challenge the rules. Not anymore.”

Katara shook her head, already back to her pacing. “I think you’re selling yourself short. I saw your healing during your class — you’re really talented, Y/N, and I know that skill will transfer over to fighting.”

“Thank you, but— but it doesn’t matter how good we are. Master Pakku is just as stubborn as he is talented, and I think he’d rather die than be a decent person. It’s a shame though. I’d really like to see someone knock some sense into him.”

“Yeah…” Katara sighed. “Hopefully Aang is having a better time than I am.” She looked up at the sky then fixed Y/N with a wry smile. “Speaking of Aang, I should probably get back to him and my brother. Sorry for talking your ear off the whole night.”

Y/N waved her hand around nonchalantly. “Don’t worry about it. You have my permission to rant to me any time you want while you’re here.”

Katara grinned and offered her hand, which Y/N took with a small smile as she got up from her ice platform. With a slight movement of her hand she bent it back into the ground, and the two girls began their walk back to the city. “I just wish I knew how to get Pakku to let up.”

“You’ll think of something,” Y/N reassured.

-

Katara did indeed think of something. Y/N’s wish of Pakku getting some sense knocked into him was granted when Katara challenged him to a fight, which was quite possibly the best thing that Y/N had ever witnessed. Though she ultimately lost, he still decided to take her on as a student — and in a move that Y/N would forever be grateful for, Katara had gotten Pakku to take her on as well. Katara made history that day, and she felt a shining sense of admiration for the girl for shaking things up.

And now, her days consisted of early mornings spent training, afternoons in classes, and nights doing homework, as well as fitting in time to hang out with Yue — it was a miracle she had any free time at all.

Lately though, it seemed like all Yue could talk about was Sokka. She liked him just as much as he liked her, but Yue was good — no matter how much she cared for someone, her tribe would always come first.

(“Did I hear that you and Sokka have a date later tonight?” she teased. “Aren’t you moving a little too fast?” Yue was silent at her attempt at humor and Y/N frowned. “Yue, are you okay?”

Silence lingered in the air for so long that Y/N almost thought she didn’t hear her, but finally the princess spoke as she pulled down the collar of her jacket to reveal an engagement necklace. Y/N gasped.

“It’s from Hahn,” she said quietly. “He proposed an hour ago, and I accepted.”

“You what?” Y/N cried, prompting a slight grimace from Yue. “Hahn— you can’t stand him!”

“Y/N, please,” Yue sighed. “He’s not that bad — he’s handsome, I guess. And he’s the son of a noble, and he’ll be really good for the tribe.”

“Yue, you’re the one who has to deal with him. He proposed to you, not the tribe — Spirits, half the boys in this tribe like you, why him?”

“It’s best for the tribe,” she repeated, her words an attempt to convince Y/N as much as herself.

“But what’s best for you?” Y/N countered.

Yue hadn’t answered, and had made up some half-baked excuse that she had to be somewhere. She had watched her go sadly, hoping that she would figure something out with Sokka.)

And it’s not like she wasn’t happy that her friend had found someone, it was just…

Y/N was upset that someone wasn’t her. And she didn’t know how to deal with that revelation.

But one morning, while making idle conversation with Katara as their lesson came to an end, a matter much more pressing came to hand.

Black snow. Soot raining down from the sky, tarnishing everything it touched.

A feeling all too familiar brewed in her chest as she met her friend’s eyes, and one thing was clear.

The Fire Nation was coming.

-

The air was even more frigid than usual with the knowledge of an imminent invasion, and Y/N had parted ways with her friends once they reached the town hall to be with her grandparents. The tension in the air was thick as Chief Arnook stepped up to address the people.

“The day we have feared for so long has arrived — the Fire Nation is on our doorstep. It is with great sadness I call my family here before me, knowing well that some of these faces are about to vanish from our tribe, but they will never vanish from our hearts. Now, as we approach the battle for our existence, I call upon the great spirits. Spirit of the Ocean! Spirit of the Moon! Be with us! I'm going to need volunteers for a dangerous mission.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Sokka stood up. “Count me in.”

Her eyes widened as she met Katara’s from across the room, and she looked equally surprised. “Sokka…”

“Be warned: many of you will not return.” Several other men stood up after Sokka, including her grandfather. Despite his age he was a skilled fighter, but that was no comfort to Y/N. She reached up for his hand and shook her head almost desperately, but he smiled sadly and squeezed her hand, a sentiment to express words unsaid. “Come forward to receive my mark, if you accept the task.”

As he walked forward to join the line, she found the only solace she could in her grandmother’s open arms, burying her face in the fur of her jacket. “He will be okay,” she soothed. “He’s just as strong as he is brave. You have to have faith.”

She hoped that her grandmother was right. She couldn’t handle another loss.

Once all the men had received their marks, they left to confer about the battle plan. Y/N found her way up to the stage where a tearful Yue sat. It pained Y/N to see her in such a way, and when she sat down and offered her hand the princess immediately took it.

“I saw that your grandfather volunteered,” she said after a beat of silence. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry too. For Sokka.” Y/N adjusted her position so their shoulders were touching, and she sighed heavily. “I can’t stop thinking about my village. My father.” She met Yue’s eyes, her own beginning to tear up.

“What if it happens again?” she whispered, her voice cracking. “I can’t— I can’t do it again.”

Yue let go of her hand to wrap the girl in a hug, the warmth of the embrace managing to chip away at some of their hopelessness. “You won’t have to do it again,” she stated, the reassurance seeming like the truth when coming from her. “You’re not alone this time.”

She finally pulled away from the hug as she wiped the tears off her face, and Y/N nodded. Yue somehow always knew exactly what to say. “What would I do without you?” she asked, her voice slightly watery.

“You’re never going to know,” the princess smiled. “Because whether you like it or not, you’re stuck with me.” That got a laugh out of Y/N and the two of them stood up as Yue gestured outside with her head. “I think I saw Aang and my father out there. It’ll help to talk with them — I think you need some fresh air anyways.”

Y/N nodded and the two girls walked out hand in hand, a small reprieve from carrying the weight of the world.

-

Things were so much worse than she had been anticipating.

After a short talk outside the hall with Katara, Aang, and the Chief, Yue had been transported somewhere safer as Y/N steeled herself for the front lines. After all, as a student of Master Pakku, she could fight damn well — it was just a matter of putting it into action.

But a line of warriors and children alike were no match for the strength of the Fire Nation from afar, and the first few fireballs had done their job at disrupting both the fighters and the wall — Seeing her home get destroyed hurt nearly as much as constantly getting thrown around.

After Aang had taken off on Appa and Chief Arnook took a section of his soldiers off for a different plan, the work on the ground began. The fleet of ships seemed endless , and the same went for their artillery — the fight went long into the day as Y/N worked with various other waterbenders to stop fireballs and repair broken parts of the city’s infrastructure, but just as the full moon began to show, the attacks stopped coming. Limbs heavy with exhaustion from their work in the field, Y/N and Katara met up with the princess back at the balcony of the palace.

“They’ve stopped firing,” Yue noted as they all gazed off into the distance.

“Thank the spirits,” Y/N muttered as she worked out a knot in her shoulder. “I don’t know how much longer I could’ve kept going.”

Just then, Appa came into view and a grin spread across Katara’s face. “Aang!”

He landed below them and the three girls hurried down to meet him. Aang landed on the ground, exhaustion clear in every part of him. “I can’t do it,” he muttered as he placed his head in his hands. “I can’t do it.”

“What happened?” Katara asked as she ran up to him, Yue and Y/N close behind.

“I must’ve taken out a dozen Fire Navy ships, but there’s just too many of them!” His large grey eyes were full of hopelessness, and Y/N’s heart ached for the boy. “I can’t fight them all.”

“But— you have to!” Yue pleaded. “You’re the Avatar.”

“I’m just one kid,” Aang countered wearily. He buried his face in his arms and Katara kneeled next to him in an attempt to comfort him. Y/N could almost forget about the pain in her body at that moment, feeling an odd responsibility to this boy as she looked down at him.

“Aang,” she muttered, following Katara’s example and kneeling next to him. “You’ve already done so much for us. Just by being here, you’ve inspired hundreds of people — you’re a beacon of hope all on your own! We don’t expect you to take out this whole navy by yourself. As long as you’re here, fighting with us? You’re helping us more than you know.”

He managed a slight smile at that and he took her outstretched hand, getting pulled back to his feet with her help.

“We’ll have a better view from up there,” Katara noted, pointing back up to the balcony. “You can help us keep watch, Aang — in case they start attacking again.”

He nodded and the four of them began the walk, the Avatar in slightly better spirits.

“The legends say the moon was the first waterbender,” Yue said once they had reached the balcony, all of them gazing at the sky. “Our ancestors saw how it pushed and pulled the tides and learned how to do it themselves.”

“I’ve always noticed my waterbending is stronger at night,” Katara mused, causing Y/N to hum in agreement.

“Our strength from the spirit of the moon, our life from the spirit of the ocean,” she said. “They work together to keep balance.

Aang’s expression brightened at her words as he popped up from the ground. “The spirits! Maybe I can find them and get their help!”

“How can you do that?” Y/N questioned.

“The Avatar is the bridge between our world and the Spirit World,” Katara explained excitedly. “Aang can talk to them!”

“Maybe they’ll give you the wisdom to win this battle!” Yue exclaimed.

“Or maybe they'll unleash a crazy amazing spirit attack on the Fire Nation!” At that, all three girls met him with strange looks. Aang coughed and straightened his posture. “Or wisdom. That's good, too.”

“The only problem is, last time you got to the Spirit World by accident,” Katara said with a frown. “How are you going to get there this time?”

Yue’s eyes lit up and she looked at them with a smile. “I have an idea. Follow me.”

-

A few minutes later, they were standing in the Spirit Oasis, the most spiritual place in all of the North. Yue, Y/N, and Katara all shed their coats as Aang walked around, marvelling at the beauty.

“I can feel… something,” Aang said as he sat down, getting into a meditating position. “It’s so tranquil.”

Soon enough, after a few moments of silence, Aang’s eyes as well as the arrow on his head began to glow.

“Is he okay?” Yue gasped.

“He’s crossing into the Spirit World,” Katara reassured. “He’ll be fine as long as we don’t move his body. That’s his way back to the physical world.”

“I’ve never seen anything like this,” Y/N whispered, astonishment etched into her face. For as much as she had been taught about the ocean spirits, she wasn’t well-versed in the Spirit World as a whole — she was thoroughly fascinated by every part of this.

“Maybe we should get some help,” Yue suggested, still on edge as she took a few steps away from the gate.

“No, he’s my friend. I’m perfectly capable of protecting him. Besides, I already have some help here.” She smiled at Y/N, a sentiment that she returned happily.

A deep voice, almost mocking, broke the silence as it echoed throughout the oasis. “Well, aren’t you a big girl now? Even got yourself a little student.”

The three girls all whipped around to find the source of the voice, and Katara’s whole body stiffened. “No…”

“Yes. Hand him over and I don’t have to hurt you.”

Y/N immediately eased into a bending stance along with Katara as the princess fled to get help, but her confidence faltered when she took the time to focus on their assailant.

She almost didn’t recognize him — it had been nearly four years since she had last set eyes upon the boy, but it was as if he had become a completely different person. His head was shaved completely save for a ponytail, and blues and reds marked his skin in various cuts and bruises. His eyes held an anger she had never seen before, an expression only heightened with the addition of a large red scar across his left eye.

“Zuko?” she breathed, her chest tightening up beneath the weight of the revelation. Katara stared at her in bewilderment — she had no idea that Y/N knew the prince that had chased them halfway across the world, but Katara supposed that she had no reason to ever suspect she did.

His eyes flashed with recognition as they ran over her, and it seemed as if he had a similar epiphany as he staggered backwards. “I… I thought you were dead.”

“You’re with them,” she muttered, blood turning to ice. “Your nation is invading, and you’re helping them— you’re after the Avatar? What are you doing, Zuko?!”

The momentary surprise was replaced by steely determination as he shifted his weight forward and kicked up his leg, sending a blast of fire that she barely managed to dodge. “You know nothing!”

Y/N fell back into position next to Katara, but the newfound knowledge was like a fog over her mind. “Whoever he was when you knew him, that’s not him anymore!” Katara yelled as she bent water out of the pond and blocked his following attacks. “He won’t hesitate to hurt you, so you can’t either!”

“O-okay!” she stammered. This was the moment she had been waiting for, wasn’t it? After training with both Katara and Pakku, her martial skill had increased tenfold, and she was desperate to try it out — she only wished her first opponent didn’t have to be him. But another fire blast snapped her out of her paralysis, and she jumped into action.

The two girls worked impossibly well together, one stepping forward when the other fell back, the bending between them nearly seamless. Any fire that the prince sent their way was quickly extinguished, and with two against one on home turf, Y/N and Katara were able to hold him off with relative ease.

Y/N bent another jet of water up from the oasis and shot it at Zuko, the force of which knocked him several feet back. Katara took the opening and froze his feet to the ground, then began to move her arms about as she formed a ball of water around him — one more movement and it was frozen solid.

“You little peasant,” he growled. “You’ve found a master, haven’t you?”

The orb of ice began to glow, the air around them becoming hotter and hotter until it melted around him. Blasts of fire were flying at them as soon as Zuko hit the ground, and they were forced to retreat back towards the oasis as they grew more intense.

Y/N drew up a shield of water, extinguishing the flames on impact. Zuko dodged around them, his fingers inches away from Aang’s collar. Y/N propelled the water already at her fingertips towards Zuko with a grunt of effort, which sent him flying into the shallows on the other side of the oasis. She conjured up a large wave and sent it towards the prince, sending him up the side of the wall and trapping him once Katara froze it.

She breathed a sigh of relief and let her arms fall, a part of her wondering how they were still connected after the tediousness of the earlier battle. But this, one on one in a fight with real stakes? It was as exhilarating as it was nerve wracking, and she had never been so thankful that Katara had gotten her in with Master Pakku. Y/N felt intensely guilty over the pain she had inflicted on Zuko, but she tried her best to push it out of her mind — like Katara said, he would’ve done worse if she hadn’t fought back.

“You fought well,” Katara smiled. “I told you that you were talented.”

She chuckled and shrugged, cheeks heating up slightly at the praise. “It’s not exactly my first fight, just… the most intense.” It reminded her of the early mornings and late nights spent sparring with Zuko, a memory that only twisted the dagger in her heart even more.

The two girls smiled at each other as they began to walk back over to Aang — it seemed the boy was undisturbed by the fight by virtue of his glowing tattoos and closed eyes — when Y/N found herself squinting from the rays of light filtering in.

“Huh,” she mumbled. “The sun’s out. The sun’s out— Katara!”

Y/N turned to find the prince free from the ice, and the pair barely had time to draw water from the pond to shield themselves from the impending flames. But it was too little too late, and the power of the blast sent them back several feet. They slammed into either side of the gate, the force of it immediately knocking Katara out.

Y/N gasped in pain as she tried to push herself up, but the fight combined with the impact of her landing had taken a toll on her and she collapsed once more against the gate. When the smoke from the fire cleared, Zuko was there with Aang’s collar in his grasp.

“You rise with the moon,” he muttered, his face tinged with the slightest bit of guilt as he met her eyes. “I rise with the sun.”

The last thing she saw before her consciousness faded out was the boy she loved escaping with the Avatar.

-

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Favor: Chpt 5 (Chubby!Bucky x Y/n)

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Bucky's POV

I wake up with (Y/n) still in my arms and I kiss her head, rubbing her back softly. I could get used to this, waking up with her on my chest. I don't think it's a good idea to get used to it though, she could do so much better.

I watch her sleeping face for a few minutes before I very carefully slip out of bed, making sure not to wake her up. Rubbing my eyes, I make my way to the kitchen. While I let the coffee brew I start making crepes for (Y/n) and I.

(Y/n)'s POV

Waking up, I reach out for Bucky, but he's not there. I sit up and stretch, then make my way to the kitchen.

Carefully I sneak up behind Bucky and hug him from behind, my hands resting on his soft belly. I giggle, "Good morning Bucky!"

He jumps and laughs, "Christ, (Y/n), you scared me, doll!" He puts one of his large hands over mine, "Good morning."

Bucky turns around and kisses my forehead, "Breakfast should be ready in a minute."

I bounce on my toes, "What is it?"

He chuckles, "I made crepes, they're resting so they won't fall apart." He looks down at me, I could get used to this, waking up to Bucky making breakfast for me.

Bucky's POV

Still holding her hand in mine, I look down at her, this feels like a daydream, seeing her in my shirt that just barely shows the bottom of her amazing ass, her bed head, and her big (y/e/c) orbs looking up at me.

She breaks the eye contact by wrapping her arms around my neck and hugging me close. She nuzzles her face into my neck, "Next time we sleep in the same bed, stay until I wake up please."

Next time? She wants there to be a next time!?

I wrap my arms around her waist, feeling her soft sides from over the shirt, "Of course doll." Not to sound like a creep, but her body's so soft. She's not fat, but I guess chubby would be a better word. She's just perfect, built like the Greek goddesses.

(Y/n)'s POV

I don't ever want to pull away from Bucky's embrace, but I know I have to, so I slowly pull away and kiss his cheek, "Thank you for breakfast, you take such good care of me, you always have."

He blushes and chuckles softly, "It's a pleasure, doll." He has no idea the things he does to me.

After breakfast, I walk to my room and change into a dress, it's a light blue, a little form fitting, but I'm working on self love, and I think I look cute. Fixing my hair how I want it, I slip on some sneakers and grab my purse.

Bucky's standing outside my bedroom door, "Hey doll, can you hand me my pants?"

I laugh, "Bucky, you can come in!"

He walks in and grabs his pants, quickly putting them on over his boxers, "I didn't want to walk in on you changing."

I playfully gasp and put my hand over my chest, "I'm insulted!"

Bucky laughs but looks at me confused, "Why?"

Smiling up at him, I state, "You'd be lucky to walk in on me changing."

He mumbles, "You're damn right." At least that's what I hope I heard.

I look at him, "What'd you say Sarge?"

His eyes get wide, "Nothing doll!"

I giggle and grab his hand, "Mhm, okay. Come on, let's go to the party!"

Bucky smiles, "We need to drop by the bakery, so I can get my car, I need to go home and change, freshen up for the party."

As much as I want to argue with him and get him to take me to his apartment with him, I know it's not the time, so I nod, "Okay, sounds like a plan."

Bucky walks with me to the garage, he never once lets go of my hand. He smiles, "You look lovely by the way."

I blush and smile, "Thank you Bucky."

Driving to the bakery, I glance at Bucky, "I think I'm going to go over early to set up for the party, you can come whenever you want, you know my family loves you."

He smiles, "I know, I'll bring the cake over as soon as possible. I wouldn't miss Sarah's birthday." God he's perfect, fuck!

I pull up to the bakery and we both get out of the car, I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his torso, loving how his soft yet strong body feels again me. His large arms envelope me, I don't want to leave. He rubs my back and kisses my head, "If there's going to be a cake at the party, I gotta go, doll."

I look up at him, giving him my best pout, "But I want to stay here."

He chuckles, his hand resting on my lower back, sending tingles up my spine, "Doll, I'll see you in a few hours, I promise."

Bucky's POV

(Y/n) not wanting to be away from me is adorable and intriguing, but I have to go. She whipped out the pout, her plump bottom lip jutting out at me, begging to be caught between my lips.

Sighing, I rub her back, "We can have a sleepover again tonight, you pick the place." This seems to please her, because she smiles and nods, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

I gently and affectionately hold her chin between my thumb and index finger, placing a kiss on the tip of her nose. She scrunches up her nose and giggles, "Go on then, you have a cake to bring to the party!"

I shake my head at her silliness and gently let her go, getting into my car. I wave to her as I drive off to my apartment to get ready for the party.

(Y/n)'s POV

Pulling up to my parents house, I see Sarah running out from the back yard, "(Yyyyyy/nnnnnnnn)!"

I get out of my car and catch her in my arms, holding her close, "Hey squirt, are you excited about your party?"

She grins and nods, "Yeah, Mom said you're taking care of my birthday cake!"

I kiss her head, "Bucky made your cake, he'll be bringing it soon."

She practically beams at that, "Bucky made it? That's awesome! His cakes are the best!"

Nodding, I grab her present from the back seat of my car, "They are very good, you should tell him how thankful you are when he gets here."

Sarah nods, and leans on my car, "Sissy, when are you and Bucky going to date?"

I look at her, nearly choking on my own saliva, "Sweetheart, Bucky's one of my best friends."

Natasha pulls up and gets out of her car, "If he's so important, I should get to finally meet him." Sarah hugs Natasha and Natasha smiles, returning the hug, "Hey kiddo, happy birthday!"

I smile, "Fine, fine, he'll be here soon anyway." I take my phone out of my purse and text Bucky, 'Bring Steve with you, if you want to."

Bucky quickly replies, "Will do, he's excited! 😂" I laugh at his reply, then put my phone away.

Once the three of us get inside, I greet my parents while Sarah drags Nat around. I hug my dad, then my mom, "Hey guys."

They both smile and my dad kisses my head, "How are you sunshine?"

I smile, "I finished exams yesterday, nervous to get my results back."

He smiles his goofy smile, "I'm sure you did great, my smart girl."

My mom smiles, "Don't worry dear. Anyway, where's the cake?"

I sigh, "Mom, Bucky's bringing it as soon as he can, it'll be here soon."

There's a knock at the door and I go to get it, seeing Steve waving like a dork through the glass in the door, "Speak of the devil!" I open the door and Steve walks in, sweeping me up in a hug, "Steve!"

He laughs and puts me down, his hands on my arms, "Good to see you again so soon, (Y/n)!"

I smile at him, but roll my eyes, "You too, Steve." I look at Bucky, "Hey Sarge, can you take the cake to the kitchen? I'll help." I walk with him to the kitchen and together we carefully set the cake on the counter where it won't be disturbed until it's time.

He smiles, "Thanks for the help, doll."

I smile and nod, "No problem. I'm glad you're here, my mom wouldn't shut up about the cake. I know she gets a little worried about things, but still, we had everything under control."

Bucky wraps his arms around me and I nuzzle into his chest, he rubs my back, "And now you can finally, actually relax."

I giggle softly into his chest, then look up at him, "You really take such good care of me, thank you, Bucky."

He chuckles, "You take care of me too, you know."

I blush, "Shhh, doth protest too much. Take some credit, Sarge."

Bucky laughs softly, "Okay Shakespeare, I hear you."

Steve's POV

I love eavesdropping on (Y/n) and Bucky, they're both absolutely hopeless, everyone else can clearly see they're smitten with each other.

I see Sarah dragging a leggy redhead by the hand, then Sarah sees me, she grins, "Stevie! You came!" She lets go of the redhead and hugs me, I hug her back.

I nod, "Yeah, I wouldn't miss it, 11 is a big number!"

Sarah giggles and blushes, "Is Bucky with you? Sissy said he made my cake!"

I nod, "He did indeed, but Bucky and Sissy are talking about grown up stuff right now."

She knits her eyebrows together, "I can talk about grown up stuff!"

I chuckle, gently patting her hair, "I know sweetie, but it's not for us."

She nods and sighs, "Okay Stevie." She looks at Nat, "Stevie, this is Natasha, she's Sissy's best girl friend! Nat, this is Steve, he's been Sissy's best friend along with Bucky since before I was born."

Natasha offers me her hand and I take it, kissing her knuckles, "It's lovely to meet you, Natasha."

She blushes, "Likewise, Stevie."

Bucky's POV

Of course standing here and just holding (Y/n) couldn't last forever, Sarah walks in and sees us, she grins, "Bucky!"

I smile and gently let (Y/n) go, to hug Sarah, "Happy birthday Sarah Bear."

She giggles, "Thank you! Can I see the cake?"

I gently move (Y/n) and myself out of the way so Sarah can see her cake.

Sarah gazes at it, then looks up at me, "Can you make my birthday cakes forever?"

I couldn't help but chuckle, "Of course sweetheart."

Sarah hugs me around my middle really tight, I hug her back gently. She looks up at me, "I love you Bucky!" That smile as always made my heart melt the same way my little sister, Rebecca, does.

I smile, "I love you too Sarah Bear."

(Y/n)'s got a smile on her face, but there's something else, she's jealous.

Sarah runs off, probably to greet friends or something, so I go over to (Y/n).

Tucking her hair behind her ear, I trace my fingertips down to her jaw, "What's wrong, doll?"

She smiles up at me, "Nothing, I'm fine James."

James, she hasn't called me that since we were 13 and I accidentally got food on her new dress. What did I do?

(Y/n)'s POV

I look up at Bucky after calling him by his first name, and I don't do that unless I'm really upset with him. Rationally, I know it's not his fault, but I'm just upset that Sarah can so freely tell him that she loves him. It's obviously not in the way I love him, but it's still upsetting.

Gently, I kiss his cheek and slip out of his arms, hearing that the party's started.

Bucky stays close to me, but not too close, probably because I called him James.

~

Finally it's time for cake and gifts, Bucky brings out the cake and cuts the first slice for Sarah, then I help him hand cake out to the guests. He hands me my slice and I smile, "Thanks Buck." He smiles, nods and cuts his own slice.

Bucky's POV

After the party's over, I help (Y/n)'s mom clean up.

She looks at me, "Bucky, honey, I see the way you look at my (Y/n), why not make a move?"

I laugh nervously at her bluntness, "Mrs.(Y/L/n), she's my best friend, I don't want to mess that up, she's too important to me to lose her, especially like that."

Her mom smiles, "Oh dear, I think you two would make a lovely couple. You make her happy, I can see it when she looks at you."

I shake my head a little, "She's my best girl, but I really doubt she feels the same way about me."

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1) YEAAAAAHHHHHH LEONA WOOOOOO Love all of your leona fics, they are so, so good!!! Silly lion man, love him. you write him super well too!!!!! (also tumblr how dare you not give me a notif. /lh) Honestly your leona fics are what got me to actually like his character in the first place- i mean i liked him in book 2 (just not as much as i do now-) but idk they way some of the fandom portrays him- y e a h. Love him lots now so thank you for that! /srs

2) Enstars. ive had “come on baby america” stuck im my head for around 5 days now (thanks to my friends on discord- thanks a lot roblox hq.) To be completely honest ive never really been a big fan of rhythm games- at least before twst (i know it’s technically not a rhythm game but like. come on. its 1/3 rhythm game) But i’ve gotten slightly better at rhythm like things thanks to twst so looking forward to enstars!!! also cant wait to get attached to the characters, i know like literally nothing about them-

3) Yes okay thanks for pointing out the crossed out demon on Yu’s intro sheet!! Both of his parents are demons, (mother((Emiriko)) is a water demon, basically demons specifically adapted to living both on water and on land. father((Luka)) is a fire demon, adapted to living in lava and extremely hot places.) so it doesn’t really make sense for him not to be one. Instead, he uses potions (specifically made to not leave a magic scent/residue on the user) To hide his demon appearance, mainly his horns and tail, since its harder to hide those, however said potions do hide the rest of his demon features really well! (fangs, ears((which are normally like small elf ears and tipped in dark gray and black.)), etc.) i could talk all day about my boy, but for now im just gonna leave you with this.

Have a great day!!

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(leona fic goes brr)

1 - I'M GLAD YOU ENJOYED THE LEONA FIC !! it was also such a blast for me to write >:DD and that's...that's actually really touching :')) i'm kinda surprised that you fell for leona because of my fics and ahh saying that makes it sound unreal again-

but i can understand why some ppl choose to portray leona as someone who's just plain mean and lazy. bc that's exactly how he comes off. even after his overblot, he doesn't quite get the same wake up call that the others got. he didn't get the scolding like riddle, he didn't get the fact that his friends would always be there like azul did, and he most certainly didn't get the same emotional release that jamil. chapter 2's writing isn't the best twst writing out there, so it's easy to dismiss his character as just what he appears as. his flashback does give us some background on why he puts up such a mean and lazy front despite having potential, but well...some creators might prefer for him just to be that. i'm not here to critique them on how they portray him but it does make me kinda :') when i see that ppl don't like leona as much bc of stuff they've read around the fandom or bc they judge him too quick. n e ways enough abt leona we alr know how whipped i am for him-

2 - I'M SO SORRY FOR YOU BUT ME TOO- c'mon baby america syndrome is real everyone !! stay safe and don't watch cover song 1 crazy:b x undead usa which you can find at this link no matter what !!! /j it made me cringe so hard i had to take a break from watching it but it's so damn catchy TT^TT also you knowing literally nothing abt them was me 40-ish days ago. don't you worry !! you'll get to know them slowly hehe and if you wanna get to know them quickly you could read previous stories or their wiki pages ofc (you could dm me for resources if you'd like :D)

3 - and ooh !! yu lore drop !! how was he able to keep this all a secret from the rest of the ppl at nrc btw ? or does crowley + the staff know, but they keep it a secret from the rest of the student body ? and idk if this is a weird question to ask but did he have any problems like...making the potions ? since he's in twisted wonderland now and not his original homeworld, did the ingredients differ or was it mostly the same ? idk if that makes sense, anyway, i just like asking abt ppl's characters bc it's so interesting to see how many details you have abt him <333

hope that you're having a good day / night wherever you are, strawberry anon !!

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| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 |     [CHAPTER 19]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, powerbottom!seungcheol, brat!seungcheol, dom!reader, restraints(handcuffs), sex toys, dirty talk, degradation, dumbificiation, spitplay, yall the way i be using DDD like i’m guy fieri in this bitch ☠️ dkjfhdskh Also, merry christmas if you celebrate it!! Happy holidays!! Be safe, enjoy your day~💕 I’d say this is my gift to yall but I update every friday, I just so happen to be uploading on christmas LOL Although, Cherry Bomb has been a gift to write 🥺!! One more chapter after this, I can’t believe it... But also first chapter of DD next week 😳 Hehe~ as always, inbox roundup this weekend! Enjoy ch 19 and have a great weekend everyone!! ❤️🍒💕

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“Hyung… Are you… Okay?”

Seungcheol drops the set of skates in his hold; eye twitching when he turns to face both Seokmin and Jeongguk who stare back at him with a concerned gaze. “You haven’t moved from this spot in the last 15 minutes, Jeongguk was starting to get worried… And honestly, me too. You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Or three.”

“I, uh, yeah, I’m good.” Seungcheol laughs it off, shaking his head and letting out a deep breath he didn’t realize he was holding in. “It’s just… Well, I don’t wanna spoil anything but I’m just nervous for tonight.” He bites his bottom lip, remembering when you’d posted the notice to your homepage that basically sealed in the plans you had for him and really, what he had in store for you too.

The two younger males share a look, eyebrows raised. “Whatever’s got you this nervous must be good ‘cause you literally just zoned out and turned into a mannequin for 15 minutes. It was weird!” Jeongguk laughs; half in nervousness for Seungcheol and half in amusement. “Me and Seokmin snapped a few pics too. For posterity.”

Seungcheol rolls his eyes before he picks up the pair of skates again, “Okay, okay, enough with the teasing. Get back to work before Namjoon-hyung sees us all over here!”

“We could say the same to you!”

“Interesting setup…” Seungcheol mutters, eyes glossing over the vibrator, pink fuzzy handcuffs, and cockring that are neatly lined up on the bed. “Should I be concerned that this looks a little too normal?”

You laugh under your breath as you readjust your bra strap one last time before easing onto the bed yourself; patting the spot next to you. “Nah, trust me, it’s not gonna be that crazy. Now c’mere, we only have 10 minutes ‘til we need to start and you’re just standing there fidgeting like we’re about to fuck for the first time ever.”

“Damn, we should’ve done a show with a corruption kink or something.”

“Hey, it’s never too late!”

artist8hao: this looks relatively normal considering the notice

kitty_junjun has donated $75

gc__koo: yea… and considering how i found hyung earlier

alphagyu97: ???

alphagyu97: wdym

gc__koo: mans was a statue 

xcaliburDK: yea it was weird, it was like he was possessed 

sleepy_wonu: wait u work with him too??

therealchan99: wait is that why u almost quit?

xcaliburDK: can we not talk about me right now thank u

universe_WZ has donated $75

angelhan has donated $100

artist8hao has donated $50

“Well! Aren’t you all a lively bunch tonight!” You giggle softly, wrapping an arm around one of Seungcheol’s as he tenses up under your touch. “Seungcheol’s so tense tonight! Can we get some words of encouragement for him before we start~”

gc__koo: ayyyy my man its gonna be ok

hoshi_tiger_xx: think of it this way, any of us would pay to be in your position rn

tangerine_kwan: l i t e r a l l y

chwenon: its not like ur getting pegged 

chwenon: right

Seungcheol’s cheeks bloom a bright pink, wide eyes meeting yours as you laugh loudly. “Wait, is that what the vibrator is for ‘cause I--”

“No, no, no! Seungcheol’s not getting pegged tonight, okay?” Grinning, you ease off the bed and make your way towards the nightstand as Seungcheol watches you from behind.

You grab the item, smiling as you hide it from Seungcheol’s view for a little while longer.

“See, when we, really just I, decided to do this back to back camshow for the last time, I really wanted to try something new, y’know? But nothing too far out there ‘cause I didn’t wanna push our boundaries too much.” You move your hand, flashing the object in front of Seungcheol’s face as he raises an eyebrow.

“A gopro?”

Nodding, you show it to the camera, “Mmhmm~ The quality is gonna go down a bit but I think it’ll be okay! It’ll be worth it~” You set it down next to the array of toys, winking at the camera before settling in next to Seungcheol again.

You lean into his side, grabbing his arm and putting it on your inner thigh as you moan. “Thought that they’d like a new view of us, y’know? Instead of just the static view that we usually have. Now you can film me riding your cock and get a good view of it for the camera~” Seungcheol smirks as he drags his hand up your thigh; fingertips grazing against your panties as you mewl.

“So that’s the game you wanna play tonight, huh, baby? You wanna film each other up close and personal for everyone to see?”

He can feel his cock twitch in his sweats, already eager to see where this went.

“Well…” You bite the inside of your cheek, face hot as you pry his hand off of you. “Actually, I want you up by the headboard while I set up this gopro. Think you can shimmy up there, ‘Cheol?”

The male nods slowly, shuffling towards the headboard as you turn to the camera. “The stream’s probably gonna cut out for a sec while I set this up but please be patient with me, okay?” Winking, you quickly set up the gopro before cutting out the stream to fiddle with the settings and changing it so that the stream was coming from the gopro instead.

“Ah, good! It works!” You make sure everyone can see you from the smaller device before you’re rejoining Seungcheol on the bed; eyes twinkling with mischief as you hand the gopro to him before reaching for the toys you’d laid out.

chwenon: im rly curious about this

universe_WZ: i know, same

alphagyu97: fuck the angles we’re about to get with this for future shows tho

hoshi_tiger_xx: oh hell yeah

Seungcheol holds onto the gopro, making sure to film you as you hold the vibrator in your hand. “Let’s start with this first, huh?” You don’t waste a second before you’re turning the toy on and pressing it against his clothed cock.

“Oh, s-shit!” He almost loses his grip on the small camera when his body threatens to double over at the vibrations that quickly have shivers running up his spine. “Oh fuck, that’s---that’s so s-strong!” Seungcheol’s hips cant up, grinding against the vibrations when he realizes how good it actually feels.

“Strong? It’s only the lowest setting, baby. Is your cock that sensitive?” You smile; voice laced with a teasing lilt and the pieces start to fall for Seungcheol when you seem to spit his own words back at him.

“That’s h-how it’s gonna be, huh?” He grits out, jaw clenched when you raise the setting to the second highest. “F-fuck, you---”

“What? We’re playing like I wanna tonight, right, ‘Cheollie?” Licking your lips, you lean in close to the camera before your lust filled eyes meet his.

“And tonight, you’re just my dumb little fucktoy that I get to play with, aren’t you?”

Seungcheol tugs against the fuzzy pink handcuffs that keep him bound to the headboard; gritting his teeth when you turn off the toy for the third time.

“Ah, ah, ah, don’t move around too much, Seungcheol. Dumb little fucktoys should be good and stay still, right?”

“Right.” Muttering, he watches as you bring the camera closer to his cock again, filming the vibrator that you tap against the cock head; both covered in precum.

“Your cock is already so hard~ God you’re so fuckin’ easy~” You squirm a little from where you straddle his thighs; already wanting to sit on his cock but also knowing you still wanted to play with him a little longer while you had him underneath you.

angelhan: goddamn she’s so fucking hot when shes the dom???

therealchan99: the way i would pay her to choke me and spit in my mouth

alphagyu97: she could put me on a leash and i’d bark without question

You turn on the toy again, pressing it against his cock as he groans and thrusts his hips up. “Ah! We should use the last toy, before you end up cumming without my permission.” Seungcheol lets out a choked sob at the way you sound so cheery, eyes looking up towards the ceiling while you set the vibrator down in favor of the cockring.

Wrapping a hand around his cock, you work you hand up and down as you smear the precum down his shaft. “Hmm~ Bet you’d cum right now if I just sucked you off, huh?”

“Dunno, why don’t you sink your pretty ‘lil mouth down on me and find out?” He snarkily replies.

You shoot him an angelic smile; one that makes him realize he really shouldn’t have said anything when you hurriedly ease the cockring down until it sits at the base of his cock. Grabbing the vibrator again, you turn it onto its highest setting before bringing it back to his cock and holding it parallel to his shaft. “You’re so mouthy~ You should really be careful with that~”

Seungcheol lets out a sharp, shaky breath; eyes wider than saucers when he feels his abdomen tightening and the pleasure rapidly building up in his body. “W-wait, but---but, ah, h-hold on, it--it feels like I’m g-gonna cum!” He tugs against his restraints as his entire body squirms and thrashes against the bed at the sensations that flood his body.

“Ah, you really are so fuckin’ easy for me, Seungcheol~”

A weird feeling washes over Seungcheol when he feels his cock twitching; mouth open in stuttered breaths as his eyebrows furrow. It felt like an orgasm, but at this point, he can’t even tell. “Wh--what?” He lets out a drawn out groan, throwing his head back against the pillows just as you shut the toy off and toss it to the side.

“I think you just experienced your first dry orgasm, huh? Not so fun being on the other side, is it? Being played with~” You laugh teasingly, readjusting yourself until you’re grinding down onto his cock. instead. “Mmh, I’m gonna use your cock and I’m gonna make myself cum and you can’t do anything about it~ Just my own personal fucktoy watching me get off~”

You take the gopro and set it down right on Seungcheol’s chest, “Don’t move, or else.” He nods once shakily, watching as you lift yourself up and position his cock right at your soaking entrance. 

The two of you share a moan once you finally start to sink down onto his cock but Seungcheol knows he won’t actually be able to cum anytime soon.

chwenon: they rly said VIEWS on this one

gc__koo: honestly, i aint even tryna get off i just like watching knowing hyung is lowkey suffering

gc__koo has donated $100

gc__koo: its like a reward

kitty_junjun: he’ll be lucky if he even gets to cum again lbr

sleepy_wonu: oh how the tables have turned huh?

sleepy_wonu has donated $100

tangerine_kwan: wait but…

tangerine_kwan: if today was her idea and tomorrow is his…

chwenon: uh oh

artist8hao: oh i didnt even think about that

artist8hao has donated $100

artist8hao: for the aftercare funds  

kitty_junjun: dont be too hard on her!!

kitty_junjun: also breakfast on me when ur not too tired

You start bouncing in his lap, loud moans on your lips when his cock curves perfectly into your g-spot.

“Oh, fuh--fuck, your cock is so g-good! Fuckin’ hits me so, hah, d-deep!”

Seungcheol can’t do anything but grit his teeth and let you alternate between bouncing on his lap and swiveling your hips atop his own; jaw clenched tight. “Y-yeah? Your so-called sex toy fucks you g-good? I don’t even have to, ah, do anything, all I have to do is lay here and you’d cum, huh?” He smirks up at you, convincing himself he’s one-upped you when you pout and halt your movements.

He lets out a soft groan when you clench around him and you’re quick to grab the gopro still sitting on his chest before turning the camera towards him.

“Such a bold mouth you’ve got. But don’t forget, you’re the one handcuffed to the bed and you’ve got a cockring on, baby~ I can give you more dry orgasms if you’d like?” You lick your lips, “Be a good little fucktoy and open your mouth for me.”

Seungcheol narrows his eyes before obeying, lips parting hesitantly. “Now, stick your tongue out.” You turn the camera and hold it from the side; filming yourself as you let a glob of spit fall from your lips, directly onto Seungcheol’s waiting tongue.

A shiver runs up his spine when he draws his tongue back in to swallow the saliva, hazy eyes staring back up at you when he parts his lips to show you that he’s swallowed it all down.

“See? You can be so obedient. You just choose to be a brat.”

“Where’s the fun if I make it easy for you? And it’s cute watching you trying to dom me when we both know how much you like being under me.”

You resume your movements, swiveling your hips as you set the gopro back down onto his chest. “Ah, all the things I could do to you right now, ‘Cheol~ We should do this again so I can try some wax play on you… Or, hah, m-maybe even ice play? Since your body is so fuckin’ sensitive. Bet you’d be so fuckin’ cute cumming over and over and whining when the overstimulation starts to bite~”

It only takes a second for Seungcheol to mentally say ‘screw it’ before he uses all his strength to plant his feet down onto the bed and start thrusting up into you. Your body jerks on top of him, surprised noises spilling from your lips at the strength he exerts in his frustration.

“My body’s sensitive? You take one look at me and your panties are fuckin’ soaked.” Seungcheol scoffs, watching as you grab the gopro and set it to the side before it topples off of him. “I might be your dumb little fucktoy today but you’re mine too. My dumb ‘lil cocksleeve that only knows how to beg me for cock. Your pussy was made for me, baby. Don’t forget that.”

The pleasure builds inside your body as you meet his thrusts and for a second, you contemplate taking off the handcuffs and the cockring, but instead deciding to keep them on. Unless he begged.

“Fuck, S--Seungcheol, ‘m g-gonna cum~” You reach down, fingertips on your clit as you hurry to throw yourself over the edge of an orgasm. “That’s right, cum on my cock like the desperate ‘lil cock hungry girl you are.” He growls in frustration; wanting to cum but knowing he wouldn’t be able to unless you took the cockring off.

“Oh god, Seungcheol!”

Your walls flutter around his cock and he lets out a garbled moan at how good you feel when you cum; exhaling harshly at the frustration of not being able to cum with you. “That’s right, bet it feels good with my cock inside your tight ‘lil cunt, huh?”

He halts his movements just as you opt to grind down on him, fingertips still rubbing and pinching at your clit as you ride out your high. “Mmh, bet you wanna cum too, don’t you, ‘Cheol? Wanna, ngh, fill my p-pussy up with your cum like you always do~ But do you even deserve it? Or should I leave you here and let you cool down?”

alphagyu97: the energy we’ve created in the studio tonight

xcaliburDK: i know, holy shit

angelhan: i feel like i'm actually scared for this man im ngl

alphagyu97: if she lets u cum ur a lucky man

You let out a sultry moan; body filled with warmth as the last bits of your orgasm wash over you. “You’ve been so mouthy and bratty but I wanna feel you cum too, so I’ll be nice tonight~”

Smart move, he thinks.

Raising yourself off of his cock, you let out a whimper at the emptiness you feel; pussy clenching around emptiness as you settle back down onto his thighs that are slick with your wetness. “Mmh… On second thought… Why don’t you beg a little? Lemme hear how much you wanna cum~”

He feels his cock twitch and realizes you won’t make this any easier. “Fuck, okay, p-please.... Please take the cockring off so I can cum… I--I wanna cum inside your pretty ‘lil cunt, fuck, I don’t even care if you just jerk me off just---just please take it off! I’ll t-take it easy on you tomorrow, I s-swear!” Seungcheol almost accidentally spoils his ideas for his planned camshow and he quickly bites his bottom lip before he accidentally says too much.

“That was weak but it’s okay. Dumb fucktoys don’t need to think much, do they? Only good for being used like a toy~”  You pout mockingly at him before you’re easing the cockring off of him and Seungcheol lets out a guttural moan when you immediately wrap a hand around his cock and start jerking him off.

“You weren’t very nice with your words tonight so you’ll cum with just my hand.”

“Fu--fuck, that’s fine, just let m-me cum, please!”  You work your hand up and down his shaft, giggling when you already feel his cock throbbing in your hand when you run your hand from the base to the tip.

“Cum for me, Seungcheol~”

He lets out a small whine, eyes clamped shut when he finally cums and for the first time in his life, he feels himself momentarily black out with how hard his orgasm hits him. Ropes of cum hit his chest as you work him through it, alternating the tightness of your grip on his cock as he whines and moans in return.

“Ah, you’re cumming so much this time~ You’re making such a mess!” You tease.

Seungcheol can barely hear a word you say through the ringing in his ears once his orgasm starts to ebb away and he feels himself slump against the bed as he catches his breath.

His chest rises and falls in deep breaths and he feels you leaning over him to undo the handcuffs; tired sighs on his lips as he tries to focus on you through bleary eyes. He can feel his entire body twitching and he swears his arms have. gone numb from being handcuffed to the headboard. “You’re gonna get it tomorrow, I swear…” He mutters, no real threat to his tired words. 

“Hey, you said you were gonna take it easy on me tomorrow!”

“Yeah, well...” 

tangerine_kwan: yo im excited to see the sequel to this

gc__koo: i have some… ideas

gc__koo: things r falling into place

gc__koo: my brain is expanding

hoshi_tiger_xx: i feel like its gonna be intense lol

xcaliburDK: knowing hyung…

xcaliburDK has donated $100

xcaliburDK: if u call into work on monday i wont even question it

“Here, you need to drink this, ‘Cheol!”

The said male groans as he tugs a pillow into his arms, already on the brink of sleeping when you finally end your camshow. “But ‘m tired…” He whines. “Can’t we just go to bed and clean up in the morning? The cum on my chest is already dried, it won’t get on the sheets.” You roll your eyes in return, sitting next to him on the bed.  

“Oh, so now you’re being a big baby? I’m just trying to get you to drink some water and we need to get you at least a little cleaned up for bed. You can’t go to bed like this, y’know. And anyway, we need to be in top condition for tomorrow show too. We gotta get cleaned up and eat a little something.” You laugh under your breath, shaking your head as he only whines harder. 

“C’mon, I always do it for you, right?”

He nods only once before he’s sitting up tiredly; a shaky hand reaching for the glass of water you hold out to him. You immediately take notice of the slight redness around his wrists, pouting as you help him finish the glass before setting it down onto the nightstand.

“Your wrists got so red from the handcuffs, ‘Cheol… You should’ve said something if it hurt, I would’ve taken them off…”

Seungcheol grins at you, eyes unfocused with sleepiness. “Who said it hurt? I didn’t even feel that in comparison to that horrible dry orgasm you made me experience. God, it was like… Like when you have a dream but it feels real until you try to grab for something and realize you can’t?”

The two of you share a laugh as you help Seungcheol off of the bed so that the two of you could properly get cleaned up before he flopped back down onto the sheets.

“Yeah? Trust me, that wasn't even the worst I could’ve done! You’re lucky I took it easy for my first time!”  

[dollystuartwrites]

7&ME - Chapter 8 - Wallet

Pairing: OT7 x F!Reader

Genre: fluff, smut, idol AU, straight, bisexual, gay, threesome

Wordcount: 1221

Chapters: [1] - [2] - [3] - [4] - [5] - [6] - [7] - [8] - [9] - [10] [11] - [12] - [13] - [14] - [15] - [16] - [17] - [18] - [19] - [20]   [21] - [22] - [23] - [24] - [25] - [26] - [27] - [28] - [29] - [30] MASTERLIST Wanna read all the chapters right now? You can find the complete story for free on WATTPAD

Summary: Miracles do happen! Somehow you've finally managed to secure a job at a big company! Even though it'll be a 24/7 job, they promised you a fat paycheck, so you don't care what the job is... But what if the job is managing 7 grown men? Seven men who all have needs...

Warnings: swearing, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, fingering, size kink, oral (f&m receiving), dirty talk, gay sex, threesome sex, bisexual sex, implied masturbation, this is super vanilla compared to most of my stories, let me know what I missed.

Y O U R   P E R S P E C T I V E

When I had woken up this morning, determined to make up for last night's awkward dinner by cooking them breakfast, I was disappointed to see some of the boys already sitting at the dinner table.

'Good morning,' Jungkook waved at me. Taehyung looked up from his breakfast and smiled his square smile. 

'Good morning,' I bowed back at them. 'Where are the other Oppas?' I asked, looking a bit disappointed at the empty seats. 

'Namjoon and Jimin always work out first thing in the morning, and Jin and Hobi always have breakfast in some fancy nearby place,' Taehyung explained. 

'Right. And Yoongi?' I asked, noting that they left out one. 

'Dunno,' Jungkook shrugged. 'He left last night after dinner, something about inspiration or whatever. I gather he's gone to the studio or something, but I don't remember him coming back last night,' Jungkook said frowning.

'Wouldn't be surprised if he's still there,' Taehyung said shrugging. 'Wouldn't be the first time he'd pull an all-nighter. I don't know why he goes to the studio for it though, I mean, his room is basically a studio in itself. So is Joon's,' 

Jungkook nodded in agreement

'By the way,' Taehyung said looking up at me intensely. 'You're supposed to do anything we ask of you right?' 

Jungkook shifted nervously in his seat.

'Whatever you need I'm happy to help,' I bowed politely.

'Great,' Taehyung beamed. 'I have some junk in my room that needs to be cleaned up, but I can't seem to find the time for it,'

'Sure,' I nodded, happy to finally have something asked of me. 

'Could you do my room as well then,' Jungkook asked me eagerly.

'Of course,' I beamed at them. They grinned at each other. 

I wasn't quite sure who was happier with the situation. Them or me. 

The two youngest left shortly after and I insisted they'd leave their breakfast stuff at the table for me to clean up. 

I finally had a job to do, something they had asked of me. If there was one thing I hated, it was having nothing to do. I had some ideas of things I could do in the house and for the guys, but it was only enough to fill about a week's worth of work. If I were to run out of stuff to do already, that would be bad.

But now with these two requests, I could at least fill a day's worth of work. 

I was just done putting away the dishes and wanted to start on my next task when I realized something. 

I had no idea whose room was who's. Well, I knew Jin's and Jimin's room. But the others...

I stared at the blank doors. There were no name signs on it. Of course, they didn't need it. Damn. 

There was no other way of finding out which room was which, other than peeking inside and hoping it would give me any indication of who would be the owner. 

Hesitantly I opened a door. It was extremely dark inside, so I couldn't see anything. I felt around the doorpost but couldn't feel any light switch. As I had seen in Jimin's room, and only glimpsed in Jin's room, their rooms all had different layouts. 

I narrowed my eyes to try and see anything.

It seemed like there was a window at the opposite side of the room, underneath which was placed something large, probably a bed. 

It would probably be easiest to just open the blinds of the window instead of going inside and trying to find a light switch. 

I went inside and left the door behind me slightly open so I could see a little better. I could feel myself stepping on all kinds of things as I made my way across the room. 

It was probably likely that this was one of the two youngest rooms, it being so messy. 

Carefully I climbed onto the right side of the bed, trying to find a way to open the blinds.

There seemed to be a cord on the left of the window. I moved over and reached for it.

Just as I grabbed it I could feel my knee bumping into something. 

Something hard. 

Something alive!

I yelped and fell over, yanking open the blinds in my fall. 

The sudden light blinded me and I closed my eyes firmly as I felt myself fall onto something hard. 

In a split second, I heard a noise that sounded a lot like a loud "umpf" and then footsteps.

The thing I had fallen on moved underneath me. Something was thrown over me and a door slammed open.

'What's going on here?' I could hear Jungkook's voice say. Clearly, he had entered the room I was in. I opened my eyes. 

I was underneath a very fluffy white blanket. 

Just a few centimeters away from my face, I saw something dark and in a weird shape. 

'Jungkook, can you knock next time?' there was clearly a person underneath me as I could feel him speak. It sounded like Yoongi's voice.

'I thought I heard someone scream,' Jungkook sounded worried.

'Yeah, that was me,' Yoongi lied.

'It sounded like y/n,' Jungkook said hesitantly.

I blinked my eyes a few times, trying to get a clear image of what that dark thing was I was looking at.

'Nope, that was me,' Yoongi lied again.

'Why did you scream?' Jungkook inquired. I could clearly hear the disbelief in his voice.

'Because..,' Yoongi sighed. I could feel his body rise and fall and suddenly I realized what I was looking at as it moved. I stopped breathing.

'Because I was jerking off you idiot,' Yoongi sighed. 

My head was laying on Yoongi's lower belly and I was staring directly at his morning wood. 

'Right, sorry,' Jungkook said unusually casually as if Yoongi talking about jerking off to him was the most normal thing in the world.

'Well I would love to help you out, but I have to be at vocal practice in time and I can't find my wallet. Have you seen it?' Jungkook asked.

'You're starting to look more liked Joon. No, I haven't seen it, now get out,' Yoongi said blandly.

'Right, well I'll guess I'll ask y/n,' Jungkook said.

I inhaled sharply at the sound of my name. A warm and slightly musky scent entered my nostrils. A scent I had been very familiar with when I had still been in a relationship.

'She left,' Yoongi said quickly.

'No she didn't,' Jungkook said disbelievingly. 'If she would've, I would've passed her in the hallway. I was already on my way out when I found out I was missing my wallet so I came straight back here, so,' 

'I mean, I think I heard her say something about taking a shower,' Yoongi cut him off.

'Right,' Jungkook said. 

It was silent for a second. 

I could feel my heart beating fast in my chest. I could hear Yoongi's heartbeat as my right ear was laying on his lower stomach. His cloth-covered morning wood was still stiff as a plank. 

'I guess I don't need my wallet a vocal practice anyway,' Jungkook scoffed. 

The relieving sound of footsteps and a door closing entered my ears and the suffocating blanket was finally pulled off of me.

[shesawriter39049]

|Breakdown’s & Bugatti’s| M|

PAIRING: Namjoon x Reader (Ft a hint of Tae & Jin)

About- Namjoon just does what he has to do to keep you ....calm while at a charity gala!  

OR:

CHAPTER 1 : MEET THE KIMS OF NEW YORK 

**WARNINGS: **Semi public sex, Fingering (F receiving), Minimal prep, Light dirty talk, Light spit play, Choking, Spanking, Gags (Makeshift), Non protective sex (Creampie), light overstimulation

WC: 7K (This is a sneak peak so it’s 1.2k)

NON SEXUAL WARNINGS: (Fictional political background)  Hints at recreational drug use (Molly) Brief mentions of death, father issues, and panic attacks/anxiety (All of these topics are super minor but again, out of respect I’m mentioning them) 

The remaining “characters” will be introduced at a later date

This chapter hints at various future plots 

This is almost 2 years old, I reworked it recently 

If you’ve been following me for a while this is the original draft for “Club First Royale” 

FINAL NOTE: I haven’t been active in damn hear a year ( 8 months) So I am posting sneak peeks intentionally! No, not to torture you guys lol but to get my blog flowing again because I’m sure people aren’t really checking in anymore

OT7 ALTERNATING STORYLINES

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FINALLY, fuck 36737 years later you spot your Kim!

Standing there in all his glory, in a Valentino slim fit navy blue suit, the jacket appearing to have some sort of paisley print, opting against a tie. Leaving his crisp white dress shirt slightly unbuttoned, teasing at his broad carnalized chest as he makes his way from the bar. Heading over to the table, which has an empty seat waiting right beside him with your name written all over it...literally!

Purposely dodging the old lady to your left in a coat that would have PETA ready to throw hands! Gaudy diamonds, terrible Botox, and smelled as if she showered in an entire bottle Chanel No. 5! 

Yeah, no, sorry, not in the mood for another meet and greet right now!

“Joonie” Squeals from your lips once you’re in close enough proximity, his dark piercing eyes cut over to meet yours. A playful smirk tugging on those sinfully thick lips of his, accompanied by those disrespectful ass dimples!

“There she is!” Eyes dripping with warmth, as he ushered you in with open arms ,and in these types of situations, Namjoon felt like home, he was your safe space. “You look fuckin good” The words hushed into your hair in a tenor meant for your ears and your ears only! A hint of something a little more than just friendly playing on his tongue. 

A small little “Thank you” leaves your lips, and if I didn't know any better I’d think the compliment made you a little flustered.

Namjoon was the definition of Ocean arm’s and goddamn if you didn't just love how big this man was! It literally felt like he was hiding you from the entire universe when he has you nuzzled into his frame! The whole interaction couldn't have lasted longer than 20 seconds in all actuality but god you needed it! 

Face flush to his chest, wrapping your arms firm around his waist, letting your eyes flutter shut briefly, a deep slow exhale flooded through your body. Inhaling the musky yet sweet scent of his cologne mixed with his natural aroma, which has grown to become a calming mechanism over the years. 

“You had me worried for a minute…” Placing a quick kiss in your hair, that you would have missed if you blinked but again, your in public soo...

Palms soothing up and down your back gently, as he breathed into your hair , pulling back a little so there was some form of personal space between the two of you.  

“Your late, even for you princess...I know you started early, I got your live(Instagram) notification, so what happened?” Head clocked to the side as he appraises you and fuck, the bass in his voice still has you all types of fucked up! Glancing over your shoulder briefly before leaning up to place a kiss on the hinge of his jaw, that tittered the line of passing as an “innocent” greeting. 

“I’m fine Jonnie it’s nothing, we just got held up in glam.., Ariel was flying in from Miami...we got a late start” Gaze intentionally diverted as you welcomed yourself to his glass of Scotch instead. Damn near inhaling the entire drink as we speak and you hated dark liquor so that alone let him know something was up!  

Merely resisting the urge to smooth out the crease he felt forming between his brows, a dry snort left his lips, rolling his eyes in response to your blatant stubbornness. Nevertheless, always the gentleman, reaching down to pull out your chair so you could take a seat next to him. Mirroring your actions just moments prior, quickly scoping out his surroundings before he brought those plush pillows he calls lips a centimeter away from your ear.

Fuck. 

  “Right, so I'm just going to assume you don’t wanna talk about it right now! Or wait I’m sorry, have you just upgraded to insulting my intelligence straight to my damn face?” 

Brow quirked inquisitively, and you could literally feel every word, tone taking on a hint of seriousness the more he talked. Namjoon licked his lips and the tip skimmed the edge of your ear and I - . 

“For one you smell like an entire bottle of Heidsieck, I can almost taste the nicotine on your tongue and you've been crying I know you. ”  

Pulling back just enough to glare down at you above the brim of his glasses, which he always wore low along his bridge. Eyes daring you to look him in the face a lie again, teasing his fingers through his chocolate locks. Styled in the perfect semi grown out undercut, the top a little on the long side, while the sides tapered into a crisp fade. Sideburns outlining that extremely understated jawline of his! Though you had to admit the yellow gold diamonds dawning his ears were kinda stealing the show right now! 

“So again, do you just not wanna talk about it right now? Or have you forgotten that I have an IQ of 137, and can smell bullshit from here all the way to Gangnam!?” 

You're having very vivid day daydreams of your hand wrapped around this man's windpipe and for once it’s not even remotely sexual! 

Blatantly ignoring the strong twitch within Namjoon’s jaw and simply saying “I’m here, aren’t I!?” Face stoic, tone flat as all hell, in case it wasn’t clear that this conversation was more than over, you opted to eye his bourbon glazed salmon until he got the hint.

 “Oh, for fucks sake! ” Hissed from his lips without a lick of heat behind them, because as quiet as it’s kept ,your lowkey Joon’s baby, which is why he cares to begin with! Picking up a piece on his fork before essentially shoving it into your hand ”Your lucky I can’t have your ass getting sick on me tonight, we still have like, 3 hours left of this bullshit.”

More like he just can’t tell you no, but hey, whatever helps him sleep at night! Sliding his plate in your direction, completely giving up on eating at this point, he knew you needed it more anyway! Finally, starting to feel your mix of poisons hit your system so you knew you needed  to even it out with a little substance. I mean yeah, you could have just ordered your own plate but meh, this was easier! 

Namjoon started busying himself on his phone while you ate, scrolling through a couple contacts until he landed on a contact labeled under “Kookie”.

“Even though you were only late because “Your glam team ran late” There were air bunnies involved, and again you just really wanna choke his ass!  “What are you thinking tonight? He’s actually on his way here right now, but he already has a couple options on him...” 

The question was vague and for damn good reason...considering…

However you knew exactly what he was referring too.., and thank god!

Speaking over a mouth full of salmon, sounding utterly exasperated!  “Honestly, any fucking thing at this point…” 

Namjoon hums thoughtfully, sucking on a Bourbon soaked Ice cube “He’ll be here in 20, I just went with Smartees…always a safe bet...” 

Smartees, candy, Vitamin -E, Molly... Estcasy...it’s all one and the same, just depends on who you ask!

He leans back in, apparently keen on whispering tonight. “Maybe, if your a good girl and eat enough we can split one before we leave...chill you out a little bit. '' Voice thick and heady, lips curling into a grin with a hint of something wicked playing on the ends, as his fingers idly ghost over your forearm. Giving it a light squeeze and regardless of how innocent the skin-ship may seem to the naked eye, you’re well aware of all the underlying innuendos behind it! 

You make a noise of agreement, trying your damnedest to ignore the slight chill coursing up your spine at the pet name. Though before you could even dwell, Namjoon was sliding back in with another update, this one however wasn't as...arousing…to say the least!

“Fox 2’s been waiting for you to get here by the way...since the event was put together by council and all. They've been wanting to talk to us together about the fundraiser, just the same shit as last year.” 

Waving his hand dismissively idly twirling the various pieces of Bvlgari around his fingers, seemingly un-phased while you on the other hand...release the most exasperated huff! Reclining against your seat, eyes rolling to the back of your head in 30 different directions! Yeah, It comes with the territory, you know this, hints Namjoons reaction, or lack thereof!  But fuck you just really weren’t in the mood to do press tonight, It’s literally physically exhausting to pretend that you weren’t just PISSED! 

“Of -fuckin- course they do!” Stabbing your mashed potatoes in a way that's... somewhat concerning… 

“Baby.” It was a warning, though his voice sat barley above a whisper, his tone was crystal! Eyes cutting in your direction briefly before dropping back down to his phone….

You didn't have it in you to argue, there’s no way around this anyway, fuck it!  “What -the-fuck-ever!” Sliding the half empty plate aside “Well, you wanna just get it out of the way now? Because I’m really not in the mood for-”

“Y/n..oh my god! Hi, honey how are you!? You look beautiful as always…” Suddenly there was a human, a human wearing the wrong shade of foundation kissing your cheek. A human by the name of Caroline, one of the local news anchors...clearly her damn ears were ringing.

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Hi guys, that’s all she wrote, well kinda, actually she finished it like 16 months ago lol but that’s all she wrote for now I guess....

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[al3x1ss]

Just a Friend to You

Chapter 5: Sports

“Y/N! COME GIVE MAMA A SMOOCHIE SMOOCH!”

Y/N pushes open the door with a small duffle bag hanging from her right shoulder to see Kaori and Yukie running at her. Yukie jumps on her, hugging her tightly while Kaori hugs her side, squeezing her stomach.

“You guys act like you didn’t see me yesterday.” Y/N says, rolling her eyes but smiling.

“IT FEELS LIKE WE HAVEN’T!”

“PLEASE BECOME MANAGER AGAIN WE ARE SUFFERING!”

At this point, hearing their two managers crying, the boys stop what they were doing, turning to see the “reunion” between the three girls, seeing Y/N smushed between Yukie and Kaori with a bored look on her face.

“Ya know it never gets boring to see them like that.”

Akaashi’s eyes lift to turn towards Bokuto, seeing him still looking ahead at the three. Akaashi turns his head back, once again looking at the girls. He sees Y/N trying to shove them off, laughing in his head but only a small smile appears on the outside.

“Apparently she was practicing really late last night, know anything about that?” Akaashi turns once again to see Bokuto look at him. Looking back at Y/N he remembers last night and all that occurred, slightly praying that his cheeks and ears don’t give any sort of reaction.

“No, why do you ask?”

“Just that she would’ve told you,” Bokuto shrugged, “while I’m your best friend, she’s your BESTEST friend!” Bokuto smiles at Akaashi, Akaashi giving him back a small smile, both boys turning back to see the girls finally off of Y/N’s body.

“Huh, yeah.”

Y/N places her bag by the wall, then walked towards to the bench so see the coach smiling at her.

“Hello again, L/N.”

“Hey coach, so, how are you guys surviving without me?”

“Ugh,” he puts a hand over his heart, acting in pain, “we’re suffering.” Y/N lets out a laugh, a chuckle following from the coaches mouth.

“In all seriousness, they’re doing very well. I’m surprised Bokuto is taking on the captain role so well, along with Akaashi as his right hand man. But, Akaashi is the one to get Bokuto out of his emo mode the quickest.” Coach says, Y/N nodding along, turning to see the boys practicing again doing spiking drills. Bokuto spiked a ball, it hitting the court then flying towards Yukie.

“eY WATCH IT”

“IM SOOOOOORRY YUKIEE”

Kaori started giggling, grabbing the ball and tossing it to Y/N.

“Y/N”

“WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO I THOUGHT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE RESTING” Y/N whined, stomping her feet like a 3 year old.

“OH BOO HOO SERVING DRILLS, NOW” Kaori said, coming to drag her by the wrist.

“I DONT WANNA” Y/N says, pulling back while everyone watches this unfold. She can hear Konoha basically wheezing at this point, and Yukie smacking something or someone whilst laughing.

Kaori let’s go of Y/N, letting her fall to the ground. She crosses arms and legs, still pouting, when she feels two hands lift her by the armpit.

“Come come.” Y/N struggles, Akaashi basically carrying her like a rag doll, Haruki recording the whole thing while Yamato laid on the gym floor.

Akaashi makes his way to the other side of the court, Y/N still wiggling. He plops her down, her arms crossed and her eyes staring up at him. He looks down at her with a smile, grabbing a stray ball and handing it to her. Y/N let’s out a sigh, her lips finally breaking into a small smile when Akaashi pats her head.

“JESUS AKAASHI WE GET IT WE’RE SINGLE GOD DAMN MOTHER FUCKIN SECOND YEAR HAVING A GIRLFRIEND BEFORE I DO!” The pair turns to see Yamato still on the floor.

Y/N and Akaashi separate, a blush basically tap dancing on their faces with how red it was. Akaashi rubs the back of his neck and goes back to his side of the court. Y/N sighs, holding the ball in her left hand.

“You get 5 serves. If you miss any, you’re doing a flying lap. Am I clear?”

“Yes ma’am.”

The boys missed two of the five serves, Bokuto even screaming at one of them, but the boys just grumbled, sucking it up and doing their punishment. Kaori walked up to Y/N with Yukie, placing her arm around the other two girls.

“It’s insane how they still respect you, despite being younger than most of them.”

“You just gotta work them into shape, but they respect you two as well.” Y/N says, leaning her head onto Kaori’s hand.

“I honestly think Y/N puts the fear of god into them since they know she hits as hard as some of them can.” Yukie says, letting out a chuckle.

“Speaking of, what was that with Akaashi?” Y/N turns to the girls quickly, both of them now standing next to eachother smirking, their eyebrows constantly raising.

“THAT was him treating me like a 5 year old.”

“THAT was him basically confessing to you.”

“I-“

Y/N starts to cough, becoming red once again, Yukie and Kaori busting out laughing at the girl. Yukie sighs, grabbing the other girls hand and beginning to walk towards the bench with them.

“You just gotta do it when the time is right, although please sooner than later this is hurting my heart.” Y/N shakes her head, slightly giggling. She stands, signaling that she’s going to go refill her bottle.

As she waits for the bottle to fill, her phone dings.

Practice ended after another hour, the boys now cleaning up. Y/N sat with some chips as coach approached her once again.

“So, how’s your team coming along?”

“Well, their captain is a bitch, but they are confident that they’ll win tomorrow.” Y/N says, smiling up at him at he laughs.

“Maybe I’ll let off practice, let them see how they can actually play if they don’t fool around.” He says, crossing his arms and shaking his head.

“Oh? I guess I never told you about us using the volleyball net as a race line-“

“yOu DID WHAT-“

After a brief scolding from coach, the boys came over, seeing that their old manager definitely still had a knack for giving their coach a headache.

“Practice tomorrow will be cancelled, however, I do suggest you going to see the girls game. Not only should we support them as much as they support us, but also I do want to see this one as a captain. I’m sure the now 2nd and 3rd years do as well.” The boys nodded along with what coach was saying, then turned to face you.

“Y/N!! Are you a super cool captain like me?”

“No.”

“BAHSHFBF” Bokuto’s hair fell while Kaori laughed, Yukie also laughing but trying to cheer up Bokuto by patting his back.

“I’m not a great captain, I do still fall on my ass, but we both are good captains, Bokuto,” Y/N says, walking up to him and holding out her hand, “No matter how many times we fail.”

Bokuto grabbed her hand, pulling her in for a hug, tears starting to form.

“AWWE Y/NNNNN”

“Since when the fuck were you so inspiring?”

“Yeah, usually you’d yell at us or tell yourself to “pick your ass off up the ground and cry about it at therapy.”

“HEY THAT WAS ONE TIME!”

“4 times actually.”

“I- COACH!”

Y/N and Konoha kept bickering, ending up with Konoha in a headlock and Y/N being pried off by Yamato and Akaashi. Y/N huffed, grabbing her bag along with everyone else, and locking up.

As she saw groups of people beginning to leave, she saw Keiji approach her.

“Let me walk you home today?”

“KEJEHTBT”

Y/N heard a squeal, turning to see Kaori repeatedly slapping Yukie’s arm in excitement, sighing, she turned back to face Akaashi with a smile on her face.

“Fine, but my feet hurt so you’re either taking my bag or we walk slow.”

“Or.”

“Or? What do you mean or-“

Akaashi bent over slightly, putting his bag on the ground. Y/N stared at him for a while, him obviously signaling for her to climb onto his back.

“N/N I swear to god you’re gonna give me scoliosis hurry the hell up”

Y/N climbed on, wrapping her legs around his middle and arms around his neck. He had his bag and hers draped across his shoulders as she laid her head on his back.

“Comfy?”

“Yessir, indeed!”

The two kept up chat whenever something came to mind, even showing him the picture Kaori managed to get of you guys while beginning your walk home. After a while, Y/N climbs off his back, only 5 minutes away from her house.

“Akaashi?”

“Yes N/N?” She sighs, brushing hair out of her eyes. While she debated on confessing tonight, a lot of signs were saying that it wasn’t the right time. Y/N could be anywhere with Keiji and it would be magical, but if he liked her back, she’d want it to be memorable for him as well.

“Are you gonna come to the game?”

“Of course, I want to see you spike some poor girls head again.”

“Kaaasshiiii” Y/N whined, swinging his hand in frustration.

“In all seriousness, it would be cool to see you kick someone else’s ass for once.” Y/N scoffed, giving Akaashi a light shove on his shoulder.

“That’s because you deserve it, asshole.” He scoffed back, placing a hand on his chest in offense.

“I’m the asshole?”

“Mhm!”

“Nu-uh!”

“Ya-huh!”

This went on for 3 full minutes. Bystanders stared at the pair arguing like children, meanwhile they looked like they could be college students.

“IT WAS THE OTHER DAY AKAASHI.”

“OH SO WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO PAINT MYSELF GREEN? I AM NOT THE MATERIAL ✨C A S H M O N E Y ✨ Y/N.”

Y/N wheezed, smacking Akaashi’s arm as they walked into her driveway, now realizing how dark it was since they probably took twice as long. Y/N sighed, the last few giggles escaping her lips. She looked at Keiji who had a toothy smile on his face, him already looking at her.

“Thank you for walking me home, Keiji.”

“Anytime, N/N.”

Y/N sighed, turning to walk to her door.

“Y/N?”

This mf better not confess right now it was a really good time-

He lifted his arms, making grabby hands at her, Y/N’s head tilting in confusion. She makes her way back over to him, coming into close proximity. He wraps his arms around her waist, turning to stuff his face into her neck. Y/N tenses up, then relaxes, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“What’s this for, Keij?” Y/N releases Akaashi, looking up at him. He turns, beginning to walk away, but turns back to face her.

“Cuz I’m a lonely bitch, Y/N. Jesus get your mind out of the gutter. Premarital hugging? Never.” Akaashi keeps a straight face, Y/N staring back at him to see who breaks first. However, they break at the same time, laughing loudly once again. After a few seconds, the lights on Y/N’s porch flickers 3 times, signaling its time for her to come in. As she goes to go up the stairs, she runs back to him a third time.

Y/N stands on her tippy toes, kissing Akaashi on the cheek, slowly sinking down.

“Thank you once again, Keiji.”

As she finally starts to go up the stairs, Y/N turns her head to face him once again, giving him a small wave which he returns.

She makes her way into the house, slipping off her shoes and running up to her room, falling backwards on her bed with a huge smile on her face.

“Heh, cute.”

Notes

Y/N likes Akaashi

This is not the first time Yukie has called herself mama Yes Y/N has called herself daddy

The girls attacking eachother was a usual occurrence

Bokuto DOES know that Akaashi was there with her, but just wanted to see what he would say

Coach would make Y/N do serving drills last year so that while she skipped her own practice, she was still practicing

Y/N thought the plural of goose was gooses, hence the GC name

This is not based on a true story please do not call me out I BEG 😀✊

Atsumu flirts with Y/N for fun, nothing serious

Everyone has pet names for Y/N, while Y/N just calls them “gooses” as a collective group

Osamu calls Y/N “doll” because the first movie they watched together was “Captain America: The First Avenger”

Osamu does NOT like Y/N

Y/N did not actually use the net as a race line

Akaashi is a VERY calm person around everyone and around Y/N, but once in a while Akaashi does get on the chaotic levels of Y/N, even if it just for a few minutes

Akaashi walked home with his hand on his cheek

Y/N squealed at 1am, remember Akaashi doing the grabby hands so he could get a hug

Y/N also realized that she had kissed Akaashi on the cheek as a moment of boldness Yes, she called the girls and Kuroo

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Let The Game... Begin

Chapter 1 | Chapter 3

This is chspter 2 from my book, 100 Promises on Wattpad and AO3

As soon as you heard '1', you began running. You heard footsteps behind you, and a loud scream. You didn't turn back, seeing as it would be stupid. The rules did say not to follow little red before the 5 minutes were up. You quickly made your way through the zoo, finding the rainforest exhibit. You saw all the trees that made up the canopy, and began climbing up one of them. You made it up, and sat where you had a clear view of the entrance. You were far enough that you could hit them with your arrow. There were 7 people at the beginning, counting yourself. Minus one that died, that's 6. Minus you, who's little red, that's 5. And, the one guy who you already knew you would spare, and who you made an assumption about, that's 4 wolves. You had counted your arrows sing there was 15. Good. You had enough to shoot and mess up a bit. But that wouldn't happen. You were quite skilled with weapons, as you found them interesting and self defense against the world, basically. You had already decided you'd let Chishiya live, seeing as he had already caught your interest.

5 minutes are done. Search for Little Red.

The voice boomed throughout the zoo. You smirked. Perfect. You nocked your arrow onto the bowstring, you put your two fingers under the arrow, getting ready to fire if one of them came in.

Nothing had happened for a few minutes. Until you saw Chishiya walk in with another guy. "She grabbed a bow and the arrows as well as a dagger, meaning she'll be up in the trees of one of the exhibits. Unless I miscalculated how smart she was, and she went into the dessert exhibit. But, I don't think I'm wrong," he explained. The other guy had a gun. You smirked, seeing them split up. The guy with a gun stopped right in your line of sights, and you took your aim, shooting him straight in the chest. He gave a dying gasp, clutching his chest, falling to the floor. You almost laughed at how easy that was. But you didn't. You were smarter than that. Chishiya came back, and looked at the body in front of him. He made a face that read 'not bad.' He then kicked the guy over.

'3 wolves left. 45 minutes'

You sighed quietly. "Better than I thought new girl. Let me guess, you haven't shot me yet as I am 'the chosen one' you've picked to survive?" He asked out into the quiet. He waited a bit before smirking. "Smarter than you look. I don't have weapons on me, I'll help you win. Only because it guarantees my survival. Shoot an arrow at him if you want my help," he said, looking around. You decided why not. You quickly nocked another arrow, shooting it into the corpse lying besides him. "Wonderful. I'll hide this body, lead them in here, and you shoot," he said, dragging the body behind one of the rocks. He left, and you were again left to wait.

A few minutes had gone by, and Chishiya came back with one of the other guys. The guy you had elbowed in the stomach. You smirked. 'Karma is a sweet woman' you thought, aiming the arrow. Chishiya just stood talking to him about something. You knew he was doing this to give you a chance, so you shot the arrow. It hit his stomach. He doubled over, pulling the arrow out. "That was stupid of you. If you get stabbed, you should never take it out. Then you'll bleed out faster," Chishiya stated, there was no empathy in his tone. You climbed down from the tree quietly. You made your way over, dagger in your hand. They guy didn't scream, or anything just watched the blood stain his shirt. Then, a twig snapped under your foot. "You bitch," he spat, getting up. You cursed yourself. He grabbed his gun, and began shooting towards you. You yelped in pain as one bullet scraped your arm, the other almost hitting you in the leg. It did scrape past though. You decided to act dead. You fell to the floor, and the guy quickly came over to look at your body. "My prize for winning tonight will be her body," he said pervertedly. He put his gun down, and began to feel you up. You took this chance to stab him in the stomach again with your dagger. He gasped for air, seeing as you had missed his stomach, and instead punctured his lung. You quickly picked up his gun, shooting him in the head. He stopped moving immediately. You spat on his corpse.

'2 wolves left. 20 minutes remaining.'

You sighed, limping back to the tree. There was a trail of blood leading up. "You sure that's smart?" You heard Chishiya comment behind you. "It'll lead him over most likely. I'll jump down and stab him. Just go get him times almost up," you reminded, climbing your way up the tree again. You swallowed back the urge to cry.

Once again, he came back. Just as you predicted, the guy immediately followed the trail of blood. He stopped just below you. Instead of risking greater injury, you took another arrow, nocking it. You pulled back the string, aimed, and let go. You got him in the heart, once again. He dropped to the floor. You climbed down.

'1 wolf left. 15 minutes remaining.'

"I think you have to say you've chosen me. If not it'll keep counting down," Chishiya stated. You sighed, "Chishiya is the chosen wolf.''

'Game Cleared. Congratulations.'

He cleared his throat. You walked over to him. "Thank you for your help. I'll be on my way then," you stated, bowing towards him. He sighed, walking with you back to the entrance.

At the table where the phones were, there was a card. The playing card you'd seen on the phone screen at the beginning of the game. Your phone screen light up with the words 'Visa: 5 Days.' You stared down in confusion. "Your visa is how many days you have to live without playing the games. Depending on the number of the card is how many days you have. You can play games even if you have days on your visa," Chishiya explained, seeing your confusion. "Take the card. I'm guessing the card is a prize of sorts? As well as leaving with your life. You deserve it for helping me, and I have no need for it. Oh... um, weird question. I have a friend who went missing a few months ago. His name is... was... Niragi Suguru. He has black hair that goes down to almost his shoulders, and piercings on his eyebrow, nose, and tongue. Kind of a memorable character. Do you by chance know anything about him, or seen him?" You asked. Maybe he had disappeared into the borderlands? "Ah... no, sorry," Chishiya lied. He lied because he didn't know what you wanted with Niragi. "Alright. Thank you anyways. Goodbye, goodluck, and stay safe," you said, turning to leave. "Before you leave, I think you promised me your name," you heard him say. "(L/N) (Y/N). If you can find me, just know I'll help you if needed. But, then again, you don't seem to be that kind of guy."

Chishiya got back to the beach, being the only survivor of his game. He looked around for Niragi, wanting to find out about the girl. He found him on the roof on his normal patrol route. "What do you want Chishiya," Niragi groaned, sensing the man's presence before he even spoke. "Oh? Anywho, do you know a girl around your height, with (H/C) (H/T) hair, and (s/c) skin?" Chishiya asked, describing you a bit. "More detail," Niragi said absentmindedly. "(E/C) eyes, extremely intelligent, good with weapons. If you want more, I think I studied her pretty well," Chishiya went on, smirking a bit. Niragi groaned. "Just give me her damn name," Niragi stated. "(L/N) (Y/N). She said her friend named Niragi Suguru went missing a few months ago. He was declared dead in the former world, but she still thinks he's alive. Her guess was that he was here. She described him as being tall, with dark almost shoulder length hair, with an eyebrow piercing, a nose piercing, and a tongue piercing. She also mentioned a few other things. Now, correct me if I'm wrong but that sounds and awful lot like your name and what you look like, no?" Chishiya stated with a small smirk. Niragi's eyes widened for a second. "And you didn't bring her here? She's good with weapons you said? How good?" Niragi asked, avoiding the fact that he knew exactly who you were. "Extremely." Chishiya said, "Maybe you'll meet her in a game."

You had decided to go back to your childhood home. It was close by the zoo anyways, so why not? Once you got there, you went through the empty halls. It was so nice and quiet. Like the nights when he went out to the bar and you'd spend them with Niragi in your room. You went upstairs,  heading to the end of the hall. You pulled down the rope and began climbing. You soon stood in your old bedroom. It had been completely stripped of everything but the bed, which had the same covers you'd put on before leaving for college. You looked around, noticing everything. And then you laughed. Laughed because the world you thought was scary, was only scary because people were in it. Laughed because you just realized that there was no more power balance in the world. "This isn't that ba- HOLY FUCK-" You screamed as you turned to the balcony seeing someone standing there.

[fivefeetfear]

Chapter 5

“What the? What happened? Oof… my head.” Spinel mumbles placing her gloved hands on her face. Her world felt like it was spinning, in an agonizingly slow pace. Her stomach is in knots feeling the urge to vomit her ice-cream. The pink gem slowly opens her eyes to see spots of lights invading her vision.  A groan escapes her lips using her fists to rub her eyes to readjust her sight. Once the flashes of lights were gone, the first thing that she sees is the orangey-pink sky. Her world was then flipped right up when she came to the realizations she is laying on her back in an open field.

Spinel slowly sat up with a loud grunt using her arms to support her from behind. This place…it looks familiar. The ocean breeze blew gently through her hair as she scans her surroundings. A large lighthouse caught her attention and the gem knew instantly where she was. Negative feelings of regret twisted in the pit of her stomach as she averted her gaze away from the lighthouse. Why was she here? How did she even get here?

The sound of crying caught her attention and the pink gem turn towards the sound. In the middle of the grassy field sitting in a tight ball was (Y/N). Did she bring them here? How? Why?  Throwing her head back Spinel heaves a heavy sigh, she had to go talk to her to figure that out, didn’t she? Or she could just leave her here alone. Spinel’s jaw tightens at the mere thought; it left a bitter taste in her mouth. Even she wasn’t that cruel. How was Pink able to do it so easily? Carefully Spinel stood herself up and walked over to the crying gem. The sobs got louder the closer she got. Guilt begins to slither up the slender gems back knowing she was the reason for her tears.

‘Way to go Spins You hurt someone else.’ She thought bitterly as she sat behind (Y/N) not knowing what to say. What could she say? Sorry? Are you ok? Those didn’t seem like it would do much for her case. Spinel sat down in deep thought as she tried to find a way to make it better since this was all her fault. (Y/N) just wanted to be her friend; she was being kind and patient. And how did she repay her? By letting her emotional trauma control her actions.  Spinel hadn’t noticed (Y/N) crying subsiding as the gem wiped her tears away.

“Y-you know, I was so excited t-to meet you.” (Y/N) stammers looking up at the sky as she sniffles. Spinel frowns as she wrapped her arms around herself a few times, as she sat silently listening to (Y/N) talk.

“For a w-whole year, I…I wonder w-what you were like, and how y-you were doing.” Remorse screws Spinel’s face in shame as she held herself tighter.  

“Why?” the pink gem mutters weakly. She has been asking that question a lot lately, and yet she failed to receive a genuine answer.

“Because…because you found me. Right here.” (Y/N) says as she patted the ground below her. Not this again, the pink gem sighs in exhaustion. Her arms released their grip and pools around her lifelessly.  She is way too tired for her mind games, she just wanted this to be over. Spinel’s gloved hands slap softly over her own face before pulling down at her skin.

“What are you talking about? How did I find you? I just met you! Nothing you are saying makes sense!” Spinel whines in frustration, reaching up to yank on her pigtails roughly. The physical pain was distracting her from the emotional turmoil she was currently experiencing. Why won’t she make sense?! Why was she being so confusing! WHY!?  

“With your injector, when you first came to Earth.” Spinel cries out in anguish as she clenches her head in her enlarged hands. Squeezing it tightly as she closed her eyes still not understanding what is going on. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes as she bit down on her tongue to choke back the sobs curling into herself. Was she torturing her by reminding her what she did wrong? News flash she already does that on her own! She doesn’t need anyone to narrate it now or ever!

“(Y/N)…please….just stop.” Spinel begs softly, tears falling down her cheeks. (Y/N) frowns sadly, as she peeks over at the crying girl.

“You weren’t the only one Pink forgotten.” (Y/N) mumbles, this caught Spinel’s attention as she instantly stops hurting herself. Did she hear that correctly?

“Wha?” Spinel asks softly. (Y/N) eyes watered again as she wrapped her arms around her legs pulling her knees to her chest.

“It was during the war when she went by Rose Quartz. She was my fearless leader that was fighting for freedom and against injustice. I was loyal to her and did my best to serve her; there were many times I was nearly shattered for her. Then the other Diamonds sent an attack to the Earth, it left my allies, and friends corrupted.” (Y/N) voice shook with anger as new hot tears cascade down her cheeks.

“Corrupted?” Spinel heard about gems becoming corrupted but she never witnessed it. The (C/G) gem nods as she reaches behind to unzips her dress. Spinel’s face flushed a dark pink as she averts her eyes away. She was getting really tired of asking questions. It didn’t seem like it was getting her anywhere

“I was fighting the corruption; I was doing my very damn best to maintain control, but it was no good. My view on the world warped for the worse and my rationality was slipping into madness. I couldn’t keep it together and Rose didn’t want the other gems to see me that way. So she took me here to this very hilltop to keep me safe. My powers were on the fritz and my skin was beginning to discolor.” (Y/N) paused as she relived that moment. The slender gem slowly moves her attention back to the curvy the (G/S). Her eyes widen as took in the sight before her. She recognizes the large patch of discoloration from before, but she didn’t notice the lightening patterns that scarred her back. It stopped just below her gem that rested on her neck. It seems that the scars reach lower down the skirt of the dress and wraps around her front. Spinel hasn’t seen anything so terrifying but also beautiful in her life. The pink gem eyes soften as she marveled at the sight before her, zoning out as her hues follow the pattern on the short gems back.

(Y/N) stiffens when she felt a tickling sensation rushing up and down her spine. She turns her head to the side to see Spinel tracing the scars on her back ever so gently. The tip of her finger brushes over the textured skin, her digit leaving goosebumps in its wake. The short gem sighs quietly while her cheeks grew warm from the tender touch. (Y/N) did her best to ignore the heat pooling in her chest and continue her story.

“Rose would visit me in the lighthouse to check up on me, but one day I accidentally addressed her as Pink Diamond and I saw the fear in her eyes when I did. I knew of her true identity and I was sworn to secrecy, but I became a liability. So I begged her to poof me, she had to! I was losing it and I didn’t want to be the reason for her downfall. I had to be bubbled and put away with the other corrupted gems.” Spinel remains quiet as she continues to mindlessly trace over every curves of her scarred back, she found a sense of peace as she did.

“But she didn’t do that!” (Y/N) cries, jolting Spinel out her daydream, her eyes sadden as she watched (Y/G) shoulder’s shake.

“She just buried me! She didn’t send me to the temple like I hoped she would, she just buried me right HERE!” (Y/N) shouts slamming her glowing fists onto the earth surface. Spinel’s brain seems to be out of commission for the moment because, without thinking, her arms instinctively loop around (Y/N) waist and pulling her back against her chest. She could relate to the grief the (G/S) was feeing, she knew that pain all too well. The stretchy gem places her chin on top of the crying girl’s head trying to bring her some form of comfort. (Y/N) welcomed the embrace as she turns in Spinel’s around and buries her face in the crook of the pink gems neck.

“B-but then you c-came with your injector and planted it on this exact spot, with my bubbled gem only a few meters below the drill.” Spinel head jerks up as she observed her surroundings; she extended her neck to get a better view of what (Y/N) exactly meant. Then she saw that they were sitting in the direct middle of the heart-shaped crater.

“When Steven began healing the Earth again, he stumbled upon my bubble. If it weren’t for you, I would have been completely forgotten.” (Y/N) mutters, she then shifts her weight to look up at the pink gem with glossy (E/C) eyes offering her best smile. Spinel’s arms tighten around the (Y/N) as she buries her face in small females hair. A smile of her own found its way to her lips as she blinks back the tears. Had she actually done something right for once? Even though it was completely by accident. The (C/G) gem adjusted herself so she was sitting on her knees between the taller females legs. The spinel had coiled her arms around the short gems form about three times. (Y/G) cups Spinel’s cheeks as she wipes her tears away with her thumbs. The slender gem immediately melts into (Y/N) hands, loving the feeling of her warm small palms brought to her face. Spinel leans into (Y/N) open hands snuggling into her touch.

“I know what you did, and yes I judged you at first but when I heard what Pink did to you; I knew it was fate that would bring us together. I knew that someday you will come back, and when you did I wanted to be the gem you needed. I wanted to help you in any way I could, I wanted to give you your second chance at a good life.” (Y/N) admits as she watches Spinel open her watery eyes, her face still in her hands. The pink gem burst into tears as a wave of relief washes over her. A feeling that she had long forgotten. Hearing those words meant everything to her. They ringed with truth and compassion. New feelings were overflowing through her gem as the weight of loneliness lightens in her chest. Spinel unwinds one of her arms and places her larger hand over one of (Y/N) smaller one.

“I’m sorry, a-about everything.  I’m so sorry!” Spinel cries out quietly as her body trembles.  

“Shush, none of that, all is forgiven.” (Y/N) coos as she kisses away the tears pouring down the pink gems cheeks. Her lips pressing delicately onto the crying females face as she pulls their bodies closer. In this very moment, Spinel felt everything. It was overwhelming but in the best possible way. Never had she felt like she was floating but also grounded at the same time. These feelings scared her tremendously; it made her was to run and hide. However, in a wild turn of events, her fear was outmatched by her newfound hope. Hope for getting the proper second chance she desperately needed, hope for self-healing, and hope to love again. The possibilities seem endless and she was very excited for what’s to come. Happy tears began to fall from her eyes, only to feel lips kiss them away. The two gems lean forward until their foreheads are pressed against one another. Both of them soaking in this moment of acceptance wanting it to last a little longer.

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*Bonus*    

Spinel lies on the grassy ground on the hilltop, the cool summer breeze blowing around her. The pink gem was staring up at the night sky stargazing. The events of today finally processed in her head; it seems like things were going to get worse before they got better. But things worked out so much better than she had expected. A smile plasters itself on her face as she sighs in content. She couldn’t ask for a better outcome.

The sound of Spinel’s phone chiming interrupted the peaceful quiet. She carefully reaches into her hoodie pocket not wanting to disturb the sleeping gem on her chest with her movements. (Y/N) head is currently resting on her gem, her arm wrapped around Spinels hips as she curls into her side. The pink gem tightens her hold on the short female as she plants a gentle kiss onto the (C/G) gem forehead before checking her phone. She got a messaged from Steven.

Not Pink Diamond- Hey Spins are things going well? Do you need me to pick you up?

Spinel smirks as she opens her camera app, she stretched out her arm to take a selfie with the sleeping gem in her arms. Satisfied with the angle she took the picture and sent it to Steven.

Spinel- Nah, I think I got it.  

The curly-headed boy responded within seconds and the text brought color back to her cheeks.

Not Pink Diamond- Hey this is Amethyst- Wow Spins I’ve never pegged you as the adventurous type ;) Be a lady and zipper (Y/N/N) dress back up. Hoped you had fun!;)

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[lakesandquarries]

Jump the Fence Part Two: Ghost Out Of His Grave

chapter two: ghost in the world

summary: Benrey and Gordon adapt to living together. Some days are better than others.

notes: series title from “jump the fence” by mother mother. this part and the chapters within it are named after “ghosting” by mother mother.

PREVIOUSLY: gordon woke up in his apartment after leaving chuck e cheese only to find the rest of the science team has spawned as well. and then benrey showed up on his couch. gordon let benrey stay with with, stopped him from leaving in the middle of the night, and now they're sorta trying to be friends! IN THIS EPISODE: they go to target again

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As soon as they step inside, Gordon remembers why he’d been putting off getting Benrey stuff. The first thing they do is ask to sit in the cart after watching a little kid get in, and as soon as Gordon explains that it’s not made for grown men (or whatever Benrey is) they try to climb into the main part of the cart.

He lets them push it, only for Benrey to nearly crash into a display within ten seconds.

“You are a disaster waiting to happen,” Gordon grumbles, grabbing the cart. “No, you’re a disaster actively happening.”

Benrey just gives him a sharp toothed grin.

“Okay. We’re here for clothing, right? Let’s just - Benrey!” They’ve already wandered off, into the makeup section of all things, holding up a tube of blue lip gloss.

“Says it’s candy flavoured,” Benrey informs Gordon as he maneuvers the cart through the narrow aisles.

“I’m not buying you that,” Gordon says. 

“Aw, why not? Don’t want me to look prettier than you?”

Is Gordon imagining things, or did Benrey just imply he’s pretty?

He shakes his head. “We’re here for clothes.”

“It’s like, $5.” Benrey pouts.

“I’m not made of money, dude.” Gordon pinches the bridge of his nose. Yeah, okay, he has a shit ton of money all of a sudden. But he also doesn’t have a job, so he’s not gonna blow all that money on whatever random shit Benrey wants. “Put it back.”

They grumble, but when Gordon’s managed to get the cart back out into the main aisle and Benrey’s next to him again, the lipgloss is gone.

Gordon doesn’t let Benrey out of his sight as he leads them to the Men’s section. “Don’t go too crazy. You can get like…five of each thing. Yeah, that seems like a good number.” Benrey huffs and rolls their eyes, but starts looking through the shirts, carefully considering each of them. 

“What’s with the...the dudes?” he asks, holding up a shirt with Invader Zim characters. 

“It’s from a cartoon,” Gordon says. “Have you never seen Invader Zim?”

Benrey puts the shirt back. “Uh. No.”

“Damn, I thought that would’ve been something you liked.” He glances over the other shirts, with an assortment of familiar characters. “What about this one? You know this guy?” he asks, pointing at a shirt with Spongebob on it. Benrey shakes his head. “You’ve never seen Spongebob? I thought that’d definitely be something you were into.”

“I know Spongebob,” Benrey says, grabbing the shirt to get a better look. “Didn’t recognize him all - crisp.”

“Crisp?”

“Yeah, y’know. He’s always like...lil fuzzy dude.”

“What the fuck are you talking about? What version of Spongebob were you watching?” It’s incredible how Benrey can turn anything into an argument, just by saying whatever bizarre thoughts pop into his head. 

“Spongebob! The little, the cartridge was like, green and white and orange, that’s how I could tell it apart from the others…” He’s gesturing with his hands, like he’s holding something. Like…

“Are - did you watch Spongebob on a fucking Gameboy Advance?”

“Yeah!” Benrey says, snapping their fingers with a grin. “Had some others, too. Shrek was the best.”

“They have Shrek on the - nevermind, that’s not important.” Gordon leans back against the cart. “What kind of weird ass childhood did you have that you grew up watching Spongebob on a Gameboy Advance?”

Benrey’s face drops. “A shitty one,” he mutters, turning back to the shirts.

Gordon winces, leaning back against the cart. Right. Bad question, Gordon.

He’s quiet as Benrey finishes picking out his clothing, and doesn’t say anything when it’s a bit more than he’d suggested. He doesn’t comment on how Benrey keeps blinking, shutting his eyes harder than should be necessary. 

Should he apologize? Would that make things worse? It’s probably a conversation better suited for when they’re home. Or maybe Gordon’s just a coward.

Either way, Benrey seems done, so Gordon leads him over to the checkout. There’s only a couple cashiers available, with long lines on both, so Gordon grabs a magazine to look over, Benrey peering over his shoulder.

It’s one of the weirdo conspiracy ones, because those are always at least mildly entertaining. It’s mostly the usual kind of stuff - some random celebrity secretly died, this other celebrity secretly didn’t - but tucked off to the side he finds one thing that really piques his interest.

“Experimental Lab Blown Up By U.S. Government?” is the headline, and it seems to be accusing Black Mesa of “unethical and dangerous science” and claiming the government had it blown up to “protect citizens”.

“Benrey,” he says, about to point it out to him, only to realize Benrey has completely vanished. “Shit,” he mutters, pulling the cart out of line. Fuck. Where the hell did they go?

Gordon retraces the route they’d taken, heading back to the Men’s section. There - by the fitting room, he thinks he sees a person in a gray beanie duck past an employee.

She seems pretty distracted, luckily. Gordon abandons the cart, darting past her. “Benrey?” he calls out, poking his head into the empty stalls.

There’s only one closed door, all the way in the back. Fuck, Gordon hopes he didn’t just chase down a random person. He knocks on the door. “Benrey? You in there?”

“No,” Benrey says.

Gordon sighs. “Benrey, c’mon, just open the door. Please?”

The door swings open. Benrey stands there, head tilted down like the floor is the most interesting thing he’s ever seen. He’s shaking slightly, shoulders up around his ears, a couple of those dark translucent bubbles Gordon saw the night before floating around.

Gordon stays in the doorway, chewing on the inside of his lip as he tries to figure out what to say. “What’s going on?” is what he settles with, trying to keep his tone gentle. 

“‘s nothing,” Benrey mutters, still not looking up. “Uh, uh, I. I got bored standing in line. Yeah.”

“Dude, c’mon. I’m trying to help.” He might be some kind of terrifying fucked up alien, but right now, Gordon just feels kinda bad for him. Something has him upset.  

“Maybe I don’t want help. Idiot.”

The insult doesn’t piss him off like it usually would. There’s no bite behind it. 

“Is this about the shirt?”

Benrey’s quiet for a moment. “I saw the - the thing you were reading. About - y’know.” Gordon doesn’t speak, waiting to see if Benrey will say more. “‘s stupid,” they mumble.

“It’s not stupid if it’s got you this freaked out,” Gordon says.

Benrey’s fidgeting with their hat again, tugging on the ends of it. “BM’s not s’posed to be real,” he says finally. “None of it was. I thought - I thought it’d stay not-real.” Their hands are trembling, and they stop fidgeting with their beanie, pressing their hands together instead. A few more dark bubbles slip out. “I don’t wanna go back.”

“Black Mesa’s completely destroyed, dude. No one’s gonna make you go back.” It’s such a bizarre flip from how Benrey normally is, Gordon has no idea how to handle it. “No one’s alive to make you go back.”

“I don’t wanna go back,” Benrey says again, this time more of a choked whisper. Oh, fuck, he better not start crying. This is awkward enough as is.

“No one’s gonna make you go back,” Gordon repeats. “I - I promise.” He rubs the back of his neck, hoping he’s saying the right things. “I won’t let that happen.”

Benrey pitches forward suddenly, burying their face in Gordon’s shirt. Gordon wraps his arms around them almost on autopilot, reminded of Joshua when he’s upset.

“Shit,” he whispers. “Okay, uh. Just. Breathe, okay? You’re fine. Everything’s fine.”

There’s a sniffling sound. Gordon pats their back. Benrey’s definitely crying - Gordon can feel his shirt getting damp. He starts rubbing circles into their back, the same way he does with Joshua. 

The two of them stand there a while longer, Benrey continuing to cry into Gordon’s shirt while Gordon mumbles awkward assurances, until finally they pull back. 

“You okay?” Gordon asks. Benrey nods, wiping at their face.

“Let’s go,” he says, pushing past Gordon out of the fitting room.

What the fuck, Gordon thinks to himself. Clearly this is something they’re gonna need to talk about more. But. Later, when Benrey’s less likely to burst into tears again. 

They get through checkout without any trouble. Gordon doesn’t bother looking at any magazines this time, instead taking a moment to send a text to Tommy asking what the shadow-y bubbles mean. Benrey’s quiet, attention caught by the candy selection. Gordon reaches past him, grabbing a couple kit kats and a bag of skittles and adding them to their stack of stuff.

Once they’re in the car, Gordon passes Benrey one of the kit kats. “You big on candy?” he asks, opening his own.

Benrey looks over it quizzically. “Only really had like, the little...the foil ones. With the paper. Hershey’s kisses.”

“Oh, those suck,” Gordon says, snapping the kit kat. “Hershey used to fucking like, put sawdust in their chocolate. I don’t trust that shit.”

Benrey’s mouth drops open, candy bar forgotten. “What? Tommy said those are the best kinda chocolate.”

“Listen, I love Tommy, but - he does not have the best taste. I mean, fucking coolattas?”

Benrey shakes his head. “Can’t trust anyone.”

Gordon snorts. “Look, try the kit kat. Tell me what you think.”

It’s moments like these when Gordon regrets interacting with Benrey. He unwraps the kit kat and, instead of breaking it, bites directly into it.

“Crunchy,” he says.

It’s not even worth it to say anything, is it? Gordon just sighs as Benrey eats, leaning back in his seat. When Benrey’s done mangling his kit kat, he goes to shove the wrapper in his pocket, only to start laughing. Gordon squints at him, trying to figure out what he’s doing, and Benrey pulls something out of his pocket. Something blue, and glittery.

“Motherfucker. Did you steal the fucking lip gloss?”

He peels the plastic off with his teeth, licking the applicator. “Doesn’t taste like the kit kat,” he announces.

“Not all candy is chocolate.”

Benrey frowns. “I think it just tastes like glitter.”

“Glitter has a flavor?”

The drive home is...peaceful. Quiet, but not the awkward silence from earlier. Benrey’s making his way through the bag of skittles, bubbles of brightly coloured Sweet Voice following each different flavor.

It’s a few hours later that Gordon gets a response from Tommy.

Dark like the shade means “I’m afraid”

[ibelonginthepast]

okay I need your klance fic recs(i feel like you have really good taste)(i mean your icon is literally THE keith of course you have god tier taste)

okay so the thing is.. that when i say am kinda messed up and disgusting sometimes... and becoming a madwoman... am not over exaggerating or saying it in a funky way.. i actually am getting like that .. and that's how i got into the klance fandom initially. i project through lance and read really langsty fics.. and they are messed messed with like violent nsfw, gore, horror, serious mental health issues etc? so if u want those... i'll only send them if u want?

yeah tho i entered with this thingy that klance is gonna be like my guilty pleasure or some shit but them i inevitably fell in love with some GORGEOUS fanfictions out there and KEITH KOGANE in all shapes sizes genders and ages so lol...

but they aren't flowery. that's just not my taste. Some of them might be "problematic"? it's in quotes because i don't agree with it. it's not going to be problematic in plain ignorant sense like racial issues or blatant sexism or mental abuse.... but they might have like stuff which people dont always agree with like drugs. most of them would have nsfw it's just something that i need to have for feels and that's why i asked if u minded it. some things are like more subjective,, characterizations for example, cause like some people dont think keith is a skirt guy cause he isnt in fashion but i think he is petty and rebellious so he will defo do that? some of them would have like physical fights and stuff.. or keith and lance being mean to each other.. some ugly habits which aren't necessarily condemned like anger or drugs.? but with how i see it, it's not glorified, so i see them as human. i love the raw and ugly in these or idk its just human to me (but some people dont like which is completely valid cause we are all different from different environments and think different and resonate with different stuff.)

wait addition: i think some of them will have sexist themes? which i have complained about a lot before. i dont know why authors feel the need to somehow put women down to show how a mlm relationship without any women is superior or some shit it's annoying as fuck i hate it. i dont think i would have any especially sexist fics here, but there might be some with lowkey themes and bad handling of those issues. some of them mau have that subtext of disgusting heteronormative standards, but in subtext uk like bottom lance having a small waist and being giggly and all in contrast to big bulk keith.

here are some that i had bookmarked... but i may remember some more and then send them to u and or add them here...

a heads up.. i dont remember all of them very well. its been a while and i read fanfictions A LOT so yeah.. incase one slips up here which isnt very good am sorry dont judge me

the bold ones are the ones u should really check out if our taste is similar.

to begin with plain f l u f f,, my first klance bookmark was How Could I Say No? by Padfoots_Pawprint. tws for violence, bullying, injury BUT it's not actually gory or something like that it's just keith being keith and getting hurt and lance helping my boi like he should. it made me feeeeeeeel ksksk

this was one that kinda really touched me,, Wasted youth, Cryptids, and Waterboys by Baea THIS HAS EXPLICIT NSFW in it, the first chapter kicks off with it.. its a good fuck buddies to lovers in my opinion.. i love the writing style, the choice of how it's just a couple entries of random days in their lives. i love keith's characterization.. he is a hobo and a conspiracy nerd.. i love how down for him lance is, very dedicated. i love their growth.. i love how they help each other grow,, and it's so like real and usual day to day and human and down to earth idk how else to express it. this is INCOMPLETE. it's 12 chapters and discontinued as of now,, but it's not a deadly cliffhanger

similar in style and approach to the above. tho i think here is where it gets dubious. Easy, Tiger. by @/WhatTheBodyGraspsNot ... this is INCOMPLETE too and as of now discontinued. this has that sorta murky vibe with it's drug usage, them being teenagers in school and engaging in stuff like this, bad boy keith and all. this has nsfw too. i just remember really liking it and its very raw and unfiltered. tho it's incomplete it's not an open ending for now.

okay so i am restarting this but am upset as fuck that it all got deleted so i am gonna be lazy and not put as much effort as i did.

i have also Crowd Pleaser bookmarked by the same author,, this one's complete and it has some serious issues around gaslighting if i remember correctly... i really liked it then. keith is literally an angel here, i want to kidnap him and marry him literally. the s h w ee t e s t shit ,, and i like how lance gives him all the support and space to get his shit together

Drummer boy by klancekorner,, i think it's similar to the prev one, but lance's pov(which is what i prefer ngl). this authors fanfics are all just wholesome. i had put links to all their fics before, but imma now just say that u should go and check all their fics out. i have them all bookmarked, i must have seen something in them (can't remember what now tho and i cant be bothered to skim through them like last time *rolls eyes*)

War of hearts? idk why honestly, just ik keira has made me gay, and lesbian rejection angst? garrison? yes :) it's incomplete, conveniently left at the point where lance's heart is broken lol

Fuck buddies with benefits. THE NAME IS BAD I KNOW but i just love the idea of a dedicated mess of a keith and lance taking care of him. that's it that's the fic if i remember correctly. oh wait yeah u might think keith is not treating lance right, but i think it's fine if lance is treated a bit stupid. this is a bit too sex driven tho i dont like it but just SLEEPDEPRIVED KEITH TO TAKE CARE OF IMMA SIGN UP (ik this maybe coming off toxic but lol look at me)

Rambling: THIS WAS ME.

Last Defense: TW SUICIDE this is literally the langst i have for canon lance

I want something else: bad boy keith can break my limbs and cut my face and i will thank him

A thank you would be nice: keira damn

game-set-match: b a d b o y

I swear to go the devil made me do it: my typically fav trop, hardcore pining lance, literally perfect angsty keith. very similar to the top ones ig? idk also this one is one of my comparatively recent sane bookmarks so that's something. it starts off weird, u think it gon be subtly sexist but it turns out better so hold on

you've got me locked up: i think it's delinquent keith,, its floofy

Dad lance and tattoo artist keith: the name says it

damn while going through my bookmarks i realized that there are a lot of things i never bookmarked? i am pretty sure i loved a lot of long fanfictions, flower shop aus and tattoo artists shit wtf-

wait here's one, it's not complete: Blood jumps in the sun: it's very heavy has a lot of growth and kinda wholesome,, tags and summary will give u an idea what u getting in.

The lessons we learned: can't remember much other than florist keith, sad keith, smart keith, really long, pining

damn i think i have a lot of happy ones i didn't bookmark cause my brain was like u dont deserve the serotonin :( i'll add if i have more)

some actually angsty, detailed nsfw and messy (according to the way u interpret these) ones... lemoninagin.. they have some very detailed and explicit nsfw stuff but i am not there for it. some of it has the kind of angst i like? an actual one that i love and they recently posted and the reason am putting them here is infinitesimal. best friends to lovers and tho usually it's not my cup of tea.. it's a character study, an interpretation of klance in a modern world i dare say,, which is very similar to mine. the thing about them is that i like their characterization a lot, and in no love in this, i like what kind of background stories they give to klance in their aus. i haven't read many by them, so if u want u can check them out.

i just realized i have put some lowkey sad/fucked fics here... i did remove 5 rn... i hope its all good damn why am i doing this i feel like am putting myself naked out there when i recommend my favs

[drazzilder]

A Hellish Encounter

By Drazzilder

Chapter 14: Christmas

The week flew by as everyone was preparing for Christmas, the city full of shoppers and flooded with the sights and sounds of the holiday. Everyone was doing their part to make things happen. Sanji and Enji were busy looking at every website, every production facility, anywhere they could think to find that toy for you. They are putting in the hours to try to make it by Christmas. You have your suspicions when he is staying late at work but you want to keep the surprise.

You are having much better luck at getting his present ready in time. You help pack the kids’ things, making sure the they are ok with moving back. They even wrote some ground rules to make sure things don’t go back to the way they were. Even though Hina is just a live-in nanny, she has been with the kids long enough to grow attached to them and she is doing everything she can to help them as well. Every time you come over, she greets you as if your family and the kids are even getting used to your presence.

H: “It looks like that should be everything. Are you ready for tomorrow?”

(Y/N): “I think so. Enji always wakes up around 6 so if I get up at 5 that should give me enough time to get here and move everything to your rooms. Then I’ll teleport all of us to the kitchen where we can start cooking breakfast. He did say his favorite way to wake up is to the sounds and smells of me cooking.”

F: “Don’t you think he will be suspicious?”

(Y/N): “With the long hours he is been putting at work lately, he sleeps like a rock.”

N: “There he goes, overworking again…”

H: “Actually, I think it’s a little different this time. Think about it, that man isn’t the best with emotions, he is probably trying to find the perfect gift for everyone.”

S: “Dad is actually thinking about us?”

(Y/N): “I can tell you that he has been asking me for some ideas for you.”

F: “SPILL IT!!I want to know if he is getting us something good.” She says practically jumping up and down like a little kid.

N: “It’s probably just going to be money and some clothes like it always is.”

(Y/N): “You will have to wait till tomorrow to see.” You say with a smile.

S: “I can wait till tomorrow to be disappointed.”

Z: “Gosh, you boys need to lighten up, can’t you see the man is trying!”

Everyone laughs a little as you finish up the last of the packing. You hug everyone and you quickly head back home.

~

“DAMN IT!” Enji yells in anger at his computer. “Another fan made doll. Why does this have to be so hard to find!”

His phone rings. “What?!”

“Hello Enji.”

“Oh…sorry Sanji. I’m just a little worked up right now”

“I know, but I called you to give you some news.”

“Did you find it?” He says with a little excitement in his voice.

“Not quite, but I have a lead in working on. Apparently, some Yakuza have been seen with a few of them. They were selling them on the black market.”

“Don’t tell me you’re going to go buy one from them?”

“Ok, I won’t. Bye.”

“SANJI WAIT, IT’S TOO DANGEROUS!” He pleads but she already hung up. “Damn it, if she gets hurt, I’ll….”

“You’ll what, Enji?” You say as you come into the home office.

“Oh….um…. it’s nothing.” He sometimes forgets you can teleport and you caught him off guard.

“Ok....So you want to watch a cheesy Christmas movie and cuddle?”

“That sounds awful….” He says rolling his eyes.

You two spend the rest of the evening together ‘watching’ a movie. You are in your new favorite sitting position on the couch: Enji sitting behind you with his arms around you and his chin on your head, you slouched in his lap with a blanket over the both of you. You’re sitting on the couch together shirtless, the more contact you get with that warm skin of his, the better. Enji can’t help himself during the movie and begins to kiss your head and nibble your ear. You push back against his chest to get more contact with him and he responds by tightening his grip and warming up some more. The movie becomes background noise as you both put your attention on each other. After the movie is over you both head off to bed. Even though it’s the middle of winter you both still strip down to your underwear, partly because it’s so comfortable being next to Enji but also, he radiates so much heat when you’re around you practically sweat each night.

~

Christmas morning you managed to wake up 5 minutes before your scheduled time, so you gently move off of Enji and get dressed in the dark. You quickly head downstairs as to not wake him up with the flash of light. You then appear at the apartment.

(Y/N): “Is everyone ready?”

H: “Just give Natsuo a minute to get up. Go ahead and start with the boxes.”

Z: “With pleasure.”

H: “You really like (Y/N) don’t you.”

Z: “He is the only human I don’t mind being put inside of.”

F: “You were inside other people before (Y/N)?”

Z: “12 before I meet (Y/N). Each one either couldn’t handle the testing or they took their own life.”

N: “How come he got to live.” He says as he enters rubbing his eyes.

Z: “Honestly, I’m not entirely sure. He was the youngest human I was put inside of but he had one of the strongest wills.”

(Y/N): “Thank you Zaheer but we got to get going if we are going to make it on time.”

Z “Sorry, let’s go.”

You then quickly start to go to each room and teleport the boxes back to the house, making sure when you move them not to make too much noise. This takes about 10 minutes or so when you finally are done and just the kids and Hina are left. You all create a circle of hands and you teleport them to the kitchen at the house. Through the door they see the Christmas tree with large presents under it. They are about to get excited but you quickly remind them of what you are doing. You sense Enji is still sleeping so you all get to work cooking. Shoto is on rice, Fuyumi is on salmon, Natsuo takes care of the eggs and Hina gets the tea ready. You’re just about finished when you hear movement from upstairs.

“(Y/N), did you get up early to surprise me?” You all hear from a distance.

“Why don’t you come down and see your surprise!”

He slowly makes his way down; he is probably still groggy from a week of less sleep. You now remember the new habit you two formed of walking around the house without shirts on. At first it was to help with your self-confidence with your scars but you both can’t keep your hands of each other. It just turned into a habit after a little bit. You probably should have warned him to get dressed but it’s too late when he rounds the corner with just the pajama bottoms he put on. Once he sees what’s happening in the kitchen, he just stares for a moment, completely silent.

F: “Merry Christmas Dad.”

S and N: “Merry Christmas.”

H: “Merry Christmas.”

(Y/N): “Merry Christmas, Enji.”

Even though you have gone up and hugged him he is still in disbelief and hasn’t moved. It is only when you look at his eyes do you see why. A few tears start to well up and you kiss him on the cheek to break his stare.

E: “What is going on?”

F: “We are here for Christmas, cooking breakfast dad. Are you ok?”

E: “I…I…. I didn’t think you guys would actually want to come here ever again. Why are you here.”

N: “That demon you are dating is very persuasive.”

Z: “He isn’t dating me, he is dating (Y/N).”

(Y/N): “Why don’t you follow me and see the rest of your gift.”

You take his hand and lead everyone down the hallway to Shoto’s old bedroom. You slide the door open and turn on the light. Enji sees a pile of plain boxes neatly arranged in the middle.

E: “What are all of these? Are all these for me?”

H: “(Y/N), you’re going to have to spell it out for him. He doesn’t do subtle very well.”

(Y/N): “Enji, these boxes are your kids’ belongings. They are moving back home, today.”

With those words Enji just slams down on his knees, he couldn’t take the emotions as he starts to cry uncontrollably. You go to comfort him and Hina and Fuyumi join you. They motion to the boys and they come reluctantly.

E: “You can’t be serious? Is this a dream? Are you really moving back in with me?”

F: “Yes dad, we are back but you have to know it’s because of (Y/N) that we are willing to try.”

E: “What?” He manages to get out through sobs.

N: “We have laid out some ground rules we can go over but I don’t think you will remember them if we tell you now.”

E: “I don’t care what I have to do. I’ll do whatever it takes to have you back in my life.”

You all stand in your embrace a little while more when Enji finally stopped crying and gets up.

(Y/N): “Ok, now that things have settled down, let’s go eat. And Enji, go get a shirt on.”

Enji looks down at himself and quickly goes red in embarrassment as he didn’t realize until now that he didn’t have on a shirt. He quickly bolts upstairs and comes down and everyone is sitting at the table with food in the center. After he sits everyone begins to eat. The food was really good, like always when you’re cooking. After some coffee and tea, you all moved into the living room to open presents. The kids only got you each a card but you both agreed you’re just happy they are home.

E: “Fuyumi why don’t we start with you.”

F: “Ok” she heads over to the pile of gifts and find she has the largest present out of all of them. She quickly moves it and starts to unwrap the package. “A bike?”

E: “I thought you could use a new bike for college. This one is the top-of-the-line model and is fully electric but can be pedaled manually as well. It has large baskets for your books and groceries. I hope you can use it.”

F: “I love it! Thank you!” She says as she hugs Enji.

E: “Natsuo, your next.” He says a little more relaxed knowing the last present went well.

N: “Well, if her gift was good then I hope mine is good too.”

As Natsuo opens his 2 boxes, the first one is a bunch of video games. He looks with confusion because they are for a console he doesn’t have. He then quickly rips the wrapping off the other box and finds it is the brand-new console that isn’t out for another 3 months.

N: “How did you get this? It’s not even out yet.”

E: “As the number 2 hero, you make some connections. (Y/N) told me you really wanted one of these so I pulled a few strings.

N: “Thank you so much! I can’t believe you did this.”

E: “Im glad you like it. Shoto, it’s your turn.”

S: “I’m on it.”

Shoto finds he has a large box that sounds like a bunch of smaller boxes in it. When he opens it is a bunch of hand and power tools. He looks at Enji with confusion.

E: “I was told you like to work with your hands and like working on DIY projects and building things. If you don’t like it, I can exchange this for something else.”

S: “I like it, I can use these for a few projects I want to work on.”

E: “Really? That’s good. I worked hard to try to get you all something that you would enjoy. Hina, I even got you something.”

He hands her a small box. When she opens it, she finds a gold tennis bracelet.

H: “Oh my gosh, Enji! You didn’t have to get my anything, this is so wonderful.”

E: “It’s a thank you for having to deal with me and raising my kids by yourself.”

H: “Um, I don’t know how to say this but there is nothing left under the tree, (Y/N) where is your gift?”

Enji sits up with horror in his eyes. He never managed to find the toy for you. He was so busy trying to get the best gift that he didn’t even think of a backup. His mind is racing and he starts to feel sick when you grab his hand.

(Y/N): “Its ok Enji. I wanted you to make you and your kids happy. I’m just happy that everyone is here.”

E: “But you didn’t get anythi….”

The doorbell interrupts his train of thought. He gets up to see who could possibly be at the door on Christmas Day. He opens the door and is surprised to see Sanji.

S: “Good morning, Enji.” As she hands him a package.

E: “What is this?”

S: “Give it to (Y/N).”

E: “You found it?”

S: “Yes, I did. Merry Christmas, Enji.”

E: “Did you want to stay?”

S: “No, I have my own family to get to but thank you.”

E: “Well you will be getting a large bonus this year.”

He closes the door and comes back to the living room. He sits down looking at the box.

F: “Who was that dad?”

E: “That was Sanji, she was dropping of my present to you.”

(Y/N): “Really? You didn’t have to get me anything, Enji.”

You slowly unwrap the box. It is just a plain brown box. You still are curious as you open the box. You take the object out and start to take the tissue paper off. When you finally see what was inside, your speechless.

(Y/N): “What? How did you? Where did you?”

E: “This is what I have been doing at the office. I have even looking for this.”

You hold up the stuffed doll of Endeavor, it is about a foot and a half tall with fake flames. It has a little zipper on the back to replace the batteries. You’re a little afraid to squeeze it but once you do, you hear ‘Prominence Burn!’ and you feel it start to warm up in your hands. You begin hugging it as you start to tear up just saying “Thank you.”

F: “Dad, I didn’t know there was a stuffed doll of toy that big.”

E: “There was a batch made as a test. They warm up when you squeeze them but it would catch fire too often so they didn’t make more. Apparently, (Y/N) got one as a kid to keep him warm in the test facility. I can’t believe there are any left.”

(Y/N): “It was the only warm thing I had as a kid. I thought I had the only one of these. Funny, when I first meet you, I saw the flames coming off of you and I wanted to go and hug you. I was so cold but looking at you was enough to give the energy to stop the bomb.”

E: “Merry Christmas (Y/N).”

(Y/N): “As much as I love this, I’m glad I don’t need to use it anymore.”

F: “Why’s that?”

“Because I have the real thing right here.” You say giving Enji a big squeeze. He responds by pulling you in for a kiss. The rest of the day flies by as the whole family is enjoying the time together. Everyone helps unpacking each other’s rooms and clean up a bit. You all have dinner, afterwards everyone goes to the living room to watch the Grinch. After the long day, everyone was exhausted from the excitement of the day. The kids fall asleep before you two.

“Thank you so much (Y/N). This is the best Christmas I ever had.”

“I think I can say the same thing. Thank you Enji.”

You two hug each other tightly in bed, causing the doll between you to sound and start to heat up. You both laugh a little and kiss one last time before going to sleep.

Next Chapter

[meltwonu]

s n a k e     |     e y e s     [chapter 10]     FINAL 

pairing; snakehybrid!woozi x female!reader

this chapter’s notes; some angst, loads of fluff, oral(female receiving), return of jihoon’s impregnation kink!!, multiple orgasms, squirting 🥴💕 y’all... the final chapter. Thank you so much for everyone who gave interest in our cute ‘lil snake hybrid jihoonie~ and to those who patiently waited for each chapter 🥺🥺🥺 I hope to keep writing for him in the future as well cause I love him so much~~💕 

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10

Jihoon working in the studio with Soonyoung and the others confirms your worst fear.

It takes them a couple of days to figure out everyone’s skillset and in the time they’re in the studio, you hardly see Jihoon at home. He leaves before you wake up and comes home right after dinner. It reminds you of when you and Soonyoung were together; or really the lack thereof.

You take the time to go into the office on most of those days instead, having lunch with Minghao who’s equally not seen his own hybrid at home.

“It’s kind of weird, I guess? I’m used to him being home but I’m glad he’s got a group of friends to keep him busy. He seems really happy when he gets home.” “Mm…” Minghao’s words go in one ear and out the other as you pick at your uneaten lunch.

“Something tells me you don’t feel the same?” This time you look at him, seeing the worried expression on his face.

“It’s not that at all! I’m really happy for Jihoon and them. He’s really excited about it all too… It’s just…” A lump forms in your throat and you do your best to keep it down. “It’s just… it’s starting to remind me a lot of what happened with Soonyoung, is all. And I guess I’m just scared.”

Minghao hums, sliding his chair closer to you before he pats your shoulder comfortingly. “Figured as much. That’s why you two broke up, right? Because he was hardly ever around?” You nod, sighing.

“I know I’m probably overthinking but it’s just weird to not see Jihoon everyday, y’know? He leaves for the studio before I wake up and gets home just in time for bed. And coming to the office helps me keep busy but I don’t know… Guess it’s just something to get used to.” You chuckle softly, sending Minghao a reassuring smile.

“I’ll be okay.”

When you get home from the office that day, you notice Jihoon’s shoes are already by the door and the lights are on.

“Jihoon?”

“In the kitchen!”

You make your way towards the kitchen, noticing there’s food on the dining table when you walk in. “Jihoon, did you cook?” The male scratches the back of his head, ears red when he meets your inquisitive eyes.

“I wish, but no, I’d probably still set the kitchen on fire if I tried. But we finished up at the studio earlier and Soonyoung sent me home with some food. Come eat with me while it’s still hot!” He sets the plates down, pulling out your chair for you before he sits across the table.

“How was work at the office?”

“S’okay, having lunch with Minghao everyday is kinda funny. We have the same stories to tell since you and Chan are barely around.” You chuckle, taking a bite of your food before questioning Jihoon about his day.

“We actually finished recording a track! The hyungs said that they might even let me have a studio space ‘cause they said we had a lot of promise and we sent the track to the cafe so they could hear it. I think we’ll hear back in a couple days if we got a performance!” Jihoon’s eyes glitter with hope, happiness evident in his voice. “That’s great Jihoon! I hope you guys get it!” You smile at him, unsure if it reaches your eyes.

“You okay? You seem kinda sad again though. It’s the same kinda sad that time we were in the shower together…” His comment catches you off guard momentarily; eyes flitting to the food in front of you in order to avoid his worried stare. “I... “ All of your thoughts and worries finally come to a head in an instant.

“You can be honest with me, y’know? I won’t be upset.” Jihoon gets up from his seat, pulling the chair out next to you before he sits in it. He grabs your hand, lacing his fingertips with yours reassuringly.

“I just… I--I’m scared.”

“Scared? Why?” Jihoon uses his free hand to push your hair back, tucking it behind your ear. Tears blur your vision, a stray droplet falling into your lap as you use your free hand to rub at your eyes.

“I--I don’t want us to turn out like how Soonyoung and I did. And I guess I just got scared because--because you weren’t home and that’s where my problems started with Soonyoung. And… and I just felt like I never really had a place in his world once he started really getting into his work…” You clench your jaw, tears freely spilling when you meet Jihoon’s loving gaze. “I’m scared of being forgotten or something, I dunno. I’m not making sense. Sorry, I’m just… thinking too much, I guess.”

“You are.” Jihoon sighs, running a free hand through his hair before he reaches over and wipes at your eyes with the back of his finger. “I don’t want you to think of me like Soonyoung because we’re two different people with two completely different lives. I don’t know what you’re thinking I’m going to do but I’d never leave or forget you.” He caresses your cheek, leaning in to kiss your forehead.

“And you gave me a home in your world, so the least I can do is give you one in mine too.”

It doesn’t shock you at all that they get a call-back to perform at ‘An Ode’. Jihoon frantically tells you over breakfast one morning; jumping excitedly in the bed as he struggles to call the others to let them know.

You, Seungcheol and Minghao meet up in front of the cafe on the night they’re set to perform; nervous and jittery for the hybrids. 

“I’m excited but so nervous for them! And to think they kept their song a complete secret until now…” Seungcheol ponders, opening the door for you and Minghao. “Huh, I didn’t even think about that but you’re right.” Minghao adds, guiding you to a table closer to the back.

“I’m surprised we’re not gonna sit in the front?” Seungcheol asks. You and Minghao share a look, giggling before you each take a seat. “Chan and Jihoon said they were shy and they were afraid of messing up if we sat in the front so we agreed we would try to blend in with the crowd. I don’t want Jihoon to take it out on me later.”

“Damn, Mingyu asked me to do the opposite so I could film him.” The three of you laugh as Seungcheol settles into his own seat, checking to make sure he can still catch the stage from where he sits.

“Seokmin was saying he was nervous but I think he’s probably on the same level as Jihoon and Chan with being shy. I think it’s just Mingyu that isn’t freakin’ out right now.”

“That’s a good thing though. It’s probably helping them not run out of the cafe right now, ‘Cheol.” You reply, looking over the drinks. There were a few other performers that were going on before Jihoon and the others. “By the way, did they ever decide on a group name for themselves?” You ask.

“Mmm, I think Chan said something about how they couldn’t decide on one so they just… didn’t.” Seungcheol snorts, shaking his head as he laughs. “Sounds about right. They probably thought everything was too cheesy and just decided to go with none.” The three of you order coffee in the meantime, chatting until it’s time for them to perform.

Thirty minutes pass easily before you see Mingyu hopping onto the stage, adjusting a few of the mics before he gestures to the other three to get on stage. His tail wags excitedly as the others join him and he takes his place next to Jihoon who situates himself in the middle with Seokmin.

“Um..” Jihoon’s cheeks are beet red up to his ears, licking his lips as he tries to will the nerves away. “We--um, we don’t really have a group name or a-anything yet. But we’ll be performing a ballad for you, um, tonight. We took a while to prepare this song and we even produced it ourselves! It holds a lot of meaning for us.” He pauses to clear his voice, his eyes locking onto yours immediately through the crowd.

“I… wrote this song with someone in mind. And for all of you who have that special someone, this is for you. It’s called ‘Smile Flower’, please enjoy!” He licks his lips shyly just as Seokmin nudges him jokingly; the lights dimming just as the music starts.

A shiver runs down your spine as you listen, tears springing to your eyes when you focus on the lyrics. Minghao nudges you slightly, sly smile on his face when he sees your blush even in the dim lights.

“He really cherishes you.”

“Mm…”

When the song finishes, you wipe a stray tear, clapping quietly with the crowd as the shy hybrids shuffle off of the stage. Mingyu yells an excited ‘Thank You!’ before he pushes the other three towards the back room.

“Uh oh, I don’t think I was recording anything the entire time.”

Seungcheol takes you all to dinner afterwards; the hybrids excitedly chatting and wondering about when they’d be able to write and produce more songs. Mingyu had been sad for a second that it hadn’t been recorded but Seungcheol promised to let him have whatever food he wanted so it was quickly forgotten.

When you and Jihoon get home that night, the air feels different. He tangles his pinky with yours, guiding you towards the bedroom without a word.

“Ji--”

His lips are on yours not a second later, hand tangling into your hair to keep you close as you wrap your arms around his neck. He licks the seam of your lips, slowly guiding you to the bed as his tongue slides into your mouth. The back of your knees hit the bed; a small squeak escaping you when his lips disconnect from yours.

“I wanna show you how much you mean to me.” He mumbles, shedding off his clothes before he helps you out of yours. “Lay by the headboard for me, baby.” You nod, adjusting yourself until your head rests on the pillows. Jihoon pries your legs apart, settling himself in between them as his hands roam your skin.

“You’re so pretty… and beautiful… and kind…” He whispers, leaning down until his lips are against your sternum. “And you’re all mine, right?” A smile carves itself onto his lips just as he kisses your skin gently.

“Y-yes… I’m all yours, Jihoon.”

He kisses his way across your torso, tongue flicking out as he licks at one of your nipples. You whimper, back arching into his touch as the nub hardens under his ministrations. “Ah, Ji…”

“You sound so pretty too, baby…” You blush at his compliment; already feeling the wetness beginning to pool between your thighs.

Jihoon moves to your other nipple, lapping at it until it hardens as well. He leaves love bites in the mix, marking up your torso and the column of your neck before he slowly inches lower and lower. “You mean so much to me…” His words are muffled against your skin and you watch as he lowers himself until all you can see is his blonde head of hair between your legs.

“...I’d give you anything you ask for.” He smiles up at you before he delves in, using his fingers to spread your folds. “I’d eat you out for hours if you want me to.” His tongue flicks out, lapping at your entrance as he groans. “Fuck, you always taste so good.” He moans against you as his tongue travels from your clit to your entrance, spreading your wetness. The vibrations send a tingle up your spine as your hands lock into his hair.

“Ngh, Ji… Your f-fingers too.. Please…” He obliges, bringing his index and middle finger up to his mouth to properly wet them before he brings them to your pussy. Slowly easing in a digit, he sucks your clit into his mouth, a sharp cry escaping you as your thighs clamp around his head. He slowly fucks his finger into you as he licks at your clit; adding another finger when he can hear how wet you were getting.

He crooks his fingers inside of you, tapping your g-spot repeatedly as you cry out. “Ji! I--mmh!” When he adds a third finger is when you start to feel your first orgasm already building; walls tightening around his delicate fingers. He continues to lap at your clit, drawing circles on it with his tongue as you grind down onto him to get more.

“I want you to cum for me.” Jihoon mumbles, fingers doubling in speed as he sucks your clit back into his mouth. You whine, feeling the tension snap as you cum on his command, walls spasming around his fingers. He works you through it, slowing down his pace until you’re mewling and trying to push his head away from your sensitive pussy.  

Jihoon giggles cutely, hair messy when he positions himself between your legs again. “Still with me?” His lips are covered in your wetness when you pull him down, kissing him square on the lips as you taste yourself.

“Mmhmm…” You moan against his lips, feeling the shaft of his hard cock against your sensitive folds. He grinds against you, letting you feel him before he pulls away. He wraps a hand around his cock, tapping the head of it against your swollen clit as you flinch.

“Jihoon, please.. Wanna feel you…”

He positions himself at your entrance, moaning as he slowly sinks his cock into you. He goes slow, letting you feel every inch of him until the head of his cock taps your cervix. You wince, clenching at how full Jihoon always made you feel. “God, please, please move!”

Jihoon draws his hips back before he slams into you hard; your breath hitching when you feel the drag of his cock between your walls. Your hands tangle into the sheets under you, already on the verge of another orgasm. “Fuh--fuck, you feel so good, Ji!” You cry, lashes wet with tears.

“Mmm, you feel so good around me, baby. So fuckin’ wet and warm.” He smiles at you, squeezing your waist. He keeps at a moderate pace; pulling all the way out before he thrusts back in.

“Feels like you wanna cum again, don’t you? You’re getting so tight.” You nod frantically, hands grasping at his forearms when you feel your thighs shaking. “I--’m cumming!!” Your eyes snap shut, mind going blank and breath pausing when you cum hard in Jihoon’s hold. He halts his thrusts, cock snug between your walls as he groans. “God, you feel so good.” He whispers; hands massaging your skin as you start to come down from your second high.

“Still okay, baby?” You sniffle, thighs still shaking when he resumes his pace from before. “Mmhmm…”

You feel sated and warm when he starts thrusting into you faster, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple as he chases his high.

“A-ah, Ji… want you to cum inside me… let me have it~” You murmur, clenching around his cock as you urge him to cum. He gives you a breathless laugh, pushing his hair out of his face before his eyes lock onto yours.

“You really love it when I cum inside of you, don’t you? You wanna get nice and full of my cum so you’ll get pregnant, hmm? I’ll have to cum inside of you every time we fuck so it’ll stick.” He grins at you, eyes filled with mirth. 

“But our kids would be cute, huh?”

Your heart pangs at his question; body flaring up immediately at the thought of having kids with Jihoon. He giggles at your shy expression, grinding into you as he felt his orgasm start to crest. “Ngh, sh--shit, I’m gonna cum! Think you can cum one more time for me, baby?” You bite your lip, nodding.

“Want you to cum with me this time, okay?” You nod again, moaning loudly when the pad of his thumb meets your swollen clit. He circles the nub harshly as your thighs shake and clamp around him hard, garbled noises spilling from your lips when he throws you over the edge and into your third orgasm.

The ringing in your ears is overwhelming and you can feel your body arch off the bed, pin picks all over your skin as the pleasure washes over you. Jihoon’s cock is forced out of you when you unintentionally squirt all over him. He smirks as he taps the head of his cock against your sensitive clit, working you through your orgasm before he sinks his cock back into your sensitive pussy.

He wastes no time, fucking into you hard and fast as your walls flutter around him; still in the thrums of your orgasm when he grinds into you, filling you up with his cum.

You mewl at the sensation, already feeling his cum dripping down the sides of his cock that’s still deep inside of you. Jihoon hovers over you, breath uneven as he stares down at your tired eyes.

“I… think I love you.”

You clench around his cock on instinct, a sharp groan escaping his lips. “I--you--wuh--what?”

Jihoon smiles shyly, slowly pulling his cock out of you as the cum drips down onto the sheets. “Sorry, was my timing wrong?” You stare up at the ceiling for a second, the ringing in your ears getting even louder as you feel his cum sliding out of you.

“I--no--I mean, your cum is literally… dripping out of me, but… when… you--I?” Your words are jumbled as you sit up, moaning tiredly as you sit in a pool of Jihoon’s cum and your own wetness.

“I… sorry, I didn’t say it at a more romantic time. But I just wanted you to know… I said ‘I think’ because there’s still a lot we still need to learn about each other, right? And there’s still a lot of questions about how we’re going to move forward from here.” He pauses, a flush painting onto his cheeks as he stares at all the love bites he’d left on your skin. “But I know how I feel and I know what I feel is love. And I want to keep exploring more of that feeling… with you.”

Jihoon’s eyes travel to your face, a shy blush on your cheeks as well. “I… think I love you too, Jihoon.” You whisper.

In a split second, he tackles you back down onto the bed, shy laughter filling up the space almost immediately. His eyes twinkle when he settles down next to you, pushing your messy hair out of your face.

“I want you to know that I’ll do anything to make you comfortable with whatever happens in our future together. You gave me a safe place and the freedom to be who I really am and I want you to feel the same. I don’t want you to be scared and insecure because I’ll take care of you just like you do for me. I don’t think I ever loved anyone until I met you. And I’m scared too, but I’m willing to learn with you.”

The tears spring to your eyes faster than you can think, lip quivering when he kisses your forehead. “Can’t believe you’re being a sap and making me cry after you made me cum three times and squirt.” Jihoon lets out a boisterous laugh, tossing his head back at your words.

“Baby, I cannot tell you how many love songs I’ve written about you. I’m always going to be a romantic sap underneath my harsh exterior.” He jokingly glares at you, wiping the tears that wet your lashes.

“But seriously, whatever comes our way, we’ll work through it together, okay? I don’t want either of us to make individual decisions because we’re a real couple now. And… And once I finally get work and start getting paid, I’m gonna spoil you so bad, you won’t even know what to do!” He promises, relaxing onto his stomach next to your tired form.

“Okay, but can you spoil me now and get me cleaned up and change the sheets because we’re laying in… well, a lot. And then I wanna hear all about these love songs you wrote about me, if you’re okay with sharing...” You giggle, watching as he pouts at you.

“I’ll do you even better and get you cleaned up, change the sheets, serenade you to sleep and I’ll make you breakfast in the morning.”

“Jihoon… are you… capable of doing that or…”

“How hard is it to make bacon and eggs in the morning? A cup of coffee? Easy. Toast? Just a button.” He boasts, easing off the bed before he helps you up.

Jihoon carries you to the bathroom, letting you sit on the countertop as he runs the water. “How about we compromise and I’ll sit in the kitchen and supervise while you try to make breakfast.” He grins at you, slotting himself between your legs before he kisses you softly.

“Deal.”