#ahh was so panicky

[piteouspeculiarity]

I have contacted every adult I know. yes I am an adult. I need a Proper Adult to deal with this situation for me. it is 6 am. I am going to try and sleep and ignore my irrational fear of the house blowing up.

umm guys the ignition button on the hob electrocuted me (only a little I'm fine). what do I do. what is causing this. it is a gas hob.

[blueskylinesx]

Tomato Red - Chapter 7

Parings: Jesse Cash x Female Reader/Cafe Bookstore Barista

Warnings/Triggers: Mild/course language, talks of relationship/past relationship abuse, traumas, struggles. Sibling/sister relationships, anxiety, nervous/panicky behavior, fidgeting, stress. Flirty banter, flirty texts, *FLUFF, *SMUT, sexual tension, kissing/making out, teasing, foreplay, biting/licking, fingering, hand jobs, oral sex with male & female receiving, sexual intercourse, P in V, sex in public, unprotected sex, mentions of eating meat, jealousy, feelings of possession.

Author's Note: I had sooo much fun writing chapter 7!! Also, this is my first time really writing full smut so I hope that it meets everyone's standards. Thank you all again so incredibly much for everyone's support on Tomato Red. I never imagined my silly little Jesse Cash fic would have ever made an impact and it's so cool to see so many other's enjoying the words I type out here.

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JESSE

I slid my hand up underneath my pillow to pull my phone out from under it to silence my alarm. I brushed the few messy strands of curls away from my face and flipped over on my back to stretch out my arms and let out a deep yawn.

ERRA’s second show was tonight and I had to get up and get ready for the day that was ahead of me. First I would go find coffee and some breakfast after getting dressed, find time to bullshit around before sound check, and then Y/N should be back in time for the show tonight.

After putting up with enough of Matt’s agitated mumbling during mine and Y/N’s reunion last night, I ended up bringing her and Kate back to the bus to formally meet the rest of the guys. Everyone really seemed to kick it off and Y/N seemed to have no problem settling in.

Which made me extremely happy. Not that I ever had any doubt that the guys would have any issues with her, she was fucking amazing in every way. But anxiety is always creeping in the back of my mind and I was worried that maybe all of this would be too much for her.

She was definitely shy at first but once we all sat around sharing slices of pizza and watching Alex and JT fail horribly at Call Of Duty things naturally fell into place and it was like she had been a part of the pack since day one.

She even chimed in on all of our shit talking and JT now owes her twenty bucks because he talked so much shit about how he’s the best at “Search and Destroy” and could go zero deaths to back up his point, and then died the first minute into the match.

I’ll make sure he remembers to pay up.

I pulled back the privacy curtain and hopped out of the bunk. The cool dark carpet of the bus meeting the bottom of my feet. I was still in just a pair of black briefs so I reached into my bunk to pull out my black t-shirt I tossed off to the side last night, slipping it over my head and flattening it down over my core.

I then ducked down into the bunk below and shifted through my bag to dig out a pair of old blue jeans and pulled them up over my briefs and fastened them with an eagerness to find caffeine.

Typically we would have all just driven to the venue since we were playing a home show in LA.

But since it was a quick two day show and Matt had flown in to help us with all our sound shit, we figured it would just be easier to pack up the bus and pack everyone in here for the weekend.

I made my way out into the front area of the bus, Conor was sitting on the couch bench with his leg crossed over, ankle resting against his knee, with a book perched in his lap. “Ahh, finally reading the book I lent you like three months ago?” I asked with a chuckle.

“Hey I was getting to it, and as you can see, I got to it.”

I made my way past him and slipped on my pair of white adidas sneakers, “I’m heading out to go find some coffee and whatever sugar loaded crap I can find for breakfast. Do you want anything?”

“Nah, I’m alright. The venue brought in some donuts to the green room this morning and I managed to snag a few before heading back here.”

“If you change your mind, text me.” I reached over to the table across from him and grabbed my gray hat with the embroidered white flower and slipped it on before making my way off the bus.

Before I turned to shut the bus door behind me, Conor yelled out, “be safe and don’t talk to strangers!” I blew him a kiss through the window and he laughed back in return.

With my shoes now against the pavement and the hot LA sun shining down on me, I pulled my phone out of my back pocket. Before opening up my maps to search for local coffee shops nearby I opened the text thread between me and Y/N, the last text was when she had texted me last night letting me know she and Kate had made it back home.

We had lost track of time while we were all hanging out on the bus and before we knew it, it was already almost 4am and Kate was going on about how she had to be up in three hours to open the cafe. I didn’t want Y/N to leave, especially since I had just gotten her back in my reach, but she promised she would be here today and would show up early to catch the full set. So I trusted her with her words.

With one foot trailing behind the other I began typing out a text to Y/N.

Me: Good morning darlin, I hope you slept well. I’m currently walking through downtown in search of caffeine. Although, I already know it will pale in comparison to your expertise.

Not even a second later and a response came through.

Y/N☕️: Wow, it’s not even 10am yet Mr Cash and you’re already cheating on your barista. Next time you come in I’m giving you decaf.🥱

I chuckled down at my phone screen and quickly looked up to make sure I wasn’t walking head first into anything on my adventure to find coffee.

Me: Is this our first fight?😬

Y/N☕️: No, unless you tell me that they make a better matcha latte than me… then yes.

I let out another chuckle at her response. I didn’t even think it was possible that anyone could make a better matcha latte than Y/N’s. Granted I had never had one before the one she had made me but, I knew that for the rest of my life, I would never order a matcha latte from anyone other than her.

The smell of freshly brewed coffee and milk frothing from an espresso machine echoed in the distance, breaking my sight away from my phone, and I looked over to see a deli/coffee place to my right. A lady came barreling out of the front door with her two children at her side and I reached over to help grab the door so she wouldn’t end up spilling hot coffee down her front side.

She gave me a pleasant “thank you” with a smile and quickly rushed her children out of the doorway so I could make my way inside. It was definitely the typical downtown modern coffee shop with leaves glued up on the walls and a white cursive neon sign that said Rise & Shine that hung above a two seater dusty pink couch.

It didn’t have that familiar cozy homey feel that Y/N and Kate’s cafe had. I got in line and eyed over the menu. They did have a matcha latte listed under their beverages so I pulled out my phone and opened up the camera to zoom in on it, taking a photo and sending it over to Y/N.

Me: Well, would you look at that… Mary Kate & Ashley’s downtown coffee shop has matcha late’s on the menu!

Y/N☕️: Yeah, and it probably tastes like overpriced grass milk.😂😂

She did have a point, the matcha latte started at eight dollars and that was for a small.

I inched up closer to the counter and the young lady working the register motioned me forward. “Are you ordering with your rise and shine cafe points card today?”

I internally cringed at her question. I knew it wasn’t her doing on the super creative, one of a kind, made up points name system, however, her high pitched tone wasn’t helping the cause either.

I shook my head, “No, I’ll just have a medium hot coffee with light cream and sugar please.” This girl was nothing like Y/N. She didn’t have that warm friendly charm or the smile that could clear away all the worries in the world the second she looked at you.

I cleared my throat realizing that I was unfairly judging this girl before me and inserted my debit card into the chip reader on the counter. Great, is this where I start comparing every girl I come across to Y/N now?

“We will have your coffee down at the end of the counter when it’s ready.”

I gave her a smug smile and a thank you before grabbing my card from the reader and placing it back in my wallet to go stand near the other people who were waiting for their beverages. I definitely stuck out like a sore thumb in here so I did my best to stand unnoticeably far away from everyone.

A few moments later and my coffee was placed up on the counter and I eagerly grabbed it and headed quickly out the door. I took a sip and I could have sworn my right eye watered in response. It was far from the best coffee I’ve ever had but it was caffeine so it would have to do.

I began making my walk back to the venue and sent Y/N another text.

Me: No matcha latte for me, instead, a hot cup of plastic bean water with the cheapest overpriced LA vegan creamer. Oh did I fucking luck out.

Y/N☕️: I’ll make it up to you next time you come into the cafe, all the matcha lattes you could desire served with extra love and I’ll even toss in a warmed up orange scone.😘

Me: You really know how to make a guy blush, darlin.

I tucked my phone back into my pocket and forced the rest of this shit coffee down my throat before heading inside the venue, hoping it would be enough to get me through soundcheck in the next thirty minutes.

READER

I stood in front of the mirror flattening down my dress against my mid thighs. I decided to go with something a little less raunchy than last night given that I was going to be watching from the side stage with ERRA’s other crew and friends tonight. I wanted to try to make a good impression.

I went with a short sleeved plaid blue mini dress and paired it with my light blue cardigan and my black chunky platform Doc Marten boots. Opting to put my hair in a side braid with a little blue bow clip to help keep my side bangs in place.

The show didn’t start until another few hours but since me and Kate showed up late yesterday and with the headache of the late afternoon LA traffic, I wanted to give myself enough time to ensure that I would not be late tonight.

Plus, I really wanted to be able to see the full show and watch Jesse up on stage again. The few moments I did get of their performance was encapsulating and I spent all morning getting ready replaying Jesse strumming his guitar on the riser trying to keep myself upright in the bathroom mirror.

Jesse up on stage was fucking hot and I wanted to watch the full thing from start to finish. It was thrilling to know I’d be watching my man from the side stage. It sent a surge down my entire body and I had to lock my thighs together to keep my pussy from clenching at how badly I wanted Jesse to have his way with me on that stage riser.

Stop. Get a hold of yourself, Y/N. Jesse isn’t your man. That hasn’t been determined yet, do not get ahead of yourself and set yourself up for disappointment. I let out a shaky breath at the thought running through my head. Jesse and I hadn’t made it official that we were dating or that we were even a “thing”.

What would I say if people asked? Is it weird that I would be on the side of the stage watching him play and I wasn’t his girlfriend? No, stop. That doesn’t matter. You’re getting yourself all worked up. Friends watch their friends play side stage all the time. It’s totally normal.

You just wish you had the title of Jesse’s girlfriend, that’s what this comes down to. I grabbed my purse off the back of my door and booked it out of my bedroom to silence out the internal battle that was going on inside my head.

Once I got in my car I plugged my phone in and put in the address to the venue on my GPS. It showed I had about a 65 minute drive which meant that there was thankfully no traffic so I’d be getting there a little bit early. Just like I planned.

Before putting my car in drive I sent Jesse a quick text message.

Me: See you soon, handsome.🎸

Jesse🌺: Can’t wait, beautiful.😘

With the biggest smile spread across my face I pulled out of my apartment parking lot and made my way towards the downtown LA venue.

READER

I pulled into the back venue parking lot, rolling down my window when the parking lot security stopped me, “Hi I’m here for the ERRA concert tonight. I’m on Jesse’s guest list.” Jesse had given me an ERRA crew badge that was attached to a lanyard last night and told me to bring it in case I ran into any issues.

He motioned me forward, “Take a left and when you pass the buses the guest parking lot is on the right hand side.” I thanked him and then pulled forward following the directions he gave me. I slowly passed the line of tour buses and excitement grew in my bones knowing that soon I would be in front of Jesse again.

Finding a spot that was tucked under a tree I pulled in and put my car in park and sent Jesse another text.

Me: Hi, I am here. I just parked in the guest lot out back.😊

Jesse🌺: You’re here early, was someone eager to see me??

I rolled my eyes and let out a giddy laugh at his response.

Me: Just eager to kick your ass from the coffee cheating from earlier this morning.

Jesse🌺: Sounds like a good time.😉

I swallowed hard at his flirty response back. If he kept this energy up it was going to be a long night ahead for me.

I climbed out of the driver's side and gave myself a onceover in the car windows checking to make sure my makeup and hair was in place and to my liking.

When I turned around I saw Jesse climbing down the stairs of the first tour bus that was parked in line. His chocolate brown curls glowing in the sunlight that were peeking out from underneath his gray hat.

He was wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of jeans that hugged his legs in all the right places. It was unfair how this man could make even the most basic outfit look so effortlessly hot. His tattoos danced in the shadows of the branches of the trees above him and I sucked in a breath as he made his way closer to me.

I waved as he approached me, closing the distance to wrap his arms around my waist in an eager hug that was so intense it felt almost desperate. “Hey you.” He lightly spoke into the side of my neck.

I bit my lip to hold back the moan that almost escaped from my mouth. His hot breath against my neck sent goosebumps down my spine and I almost melted in his embrace, “Hey yourself.” Using all my effort to speak out the words.

Jesse pulled back and looked me over from head to toe, “You look beautiful, Y/N.”

Heat crashed into my cheeks and I couldn’t fight back the huge grin that spread across my face. Was it that shitty coffee he had this morning that was egging on all this rizz? If so, I’d have to make a mental note to start making the latte’s I serve Jesse more half assed from now on.

I looked him over from top to bottom for the hundredth time since I saw him climb out of the bus, unable to stop myself from licking my lips, “I could say the same about you, Jesse.”

Jesse’s eyes focused a little harder on me now, almost like he was studying me to see how far he could go. We were staring right into each other's souls and the sexual tension was so thick it'd probably take a chainsaw to cut through it.

“YO Jesse!! We are all heading to the green room to get ready for the show. Alex is up there blowing up the fucking bathroom again from those donuts he had this morning, so you might want to bring some spray or something just in case!” JT yelled across the parking lot while climbing off the last step of the bus.

Clint and Conor emerged out from behind him carrying their guitars and Matt followed behind shortly after. As they made their way across the parking lot and closer towards where me and Jesse were standing Matt shot over a look to Jesse, “don’t be fucking late or I’m putting the stage lights on your side to ultra strobe light mode tonight.”

Jesse gave him the middle finger in response and it took everything in me to fight the urge to stick it in my mouth and suck it from top to bottom. He already had me so riled up and he hasn’t even gone on stage yet. Fuck, it was going to be a long night.

“You ready?” Jesse asked while lightly tugging on my hand.

I interlocked my fingers with his and began to follow alongside him towards the venue, “Should I be scared of the smell when we get up there?”

Jesse let out a fit of laughter, “Oh of Alex blowing up the bathroom?”

“I’m being serious Jesse, if it’s really bad up there I won’t be able to make it.”

“Well you can tuck your nose into my shirt if you want, or we can go hang out downstairs until the stank lets up.”

The thought of having my nose tucked inside Jesse’s shirt, against his skin, breathing him in set my mind ablaze and I was never as eager to go sit inside a shit scented room before in my entire life.

JESSE

The first opening band was currently performing while Y/N, the guys, and me were all hanging out upstairs in the green room.

Y/N was sitting on the couch next to me on my right hand side while Clint sat to my left strumming a few strings on his guitar. I couldn’t help myself from stealing glances over at Y/N’s legs. She had been sitting cross legged and her dress was inching up just enough stopping right at her ass cheek.

I wanted so desperately to drag my tongue up the entirety of her leg, leaving gentle kisses in its trail. Y/N had the sexiest legs I have ever seen on a woman. Petite and toned and her ass was unfairly perfect. It drove me fucking crazy and I had been fighting all day at the temptation to spank it.

Conor had just come out of the green room bathroom from changing into his stage outfit and I was the last person to have to throw on my stage get up.

Uneager to rip my gaze away from Y/N, I pushed off of the couch and stood up letting out a deep sigh, while also checking to make sure the boner I was fighting to hide the last hour was still hidden, “I’m going to go get changed really quick.” I motioned over towards the bathroom.

“Don’t fall in.” Y/N responded back and when I turned around to roll my eyes at her comment I’m pretty sure I caught her staring straight at my ass. So we both had been stealing glances.

I grabbed my clothes off of the table and then shut myself inside the bathroom. Thankfully it had been enough time since Alex’s bombing on the toilet and the scent was finally cleared from the room.

I pulled off my jeans and slipped on my black stage pants. I decided to go with a black turtleneck tonight, but not before I played around with Y/N a little bit. Seeing her checking out my ass made me giddy and from the way we were both staring at each other outside in the parking lot I wanted to have a little fun with her.

I kept my pants unbuttoned and slipped the turtleneck over my head making sure not to pull it all the way down so that my entire core was out for display. I opened the bathroom door and Y/N immediately turned to face me. Her cheeks turning hot pink.

“Hey uh, could I get a little help with the collar on my shirt?” I was now looking Y/N straight into her eyes.

I knew none of the guys would be the first to volunteer. If they had it their way they would have sent me out on stage just like this.

Y/N cleared her throat, “Oh uh, me?” She asked while pointing back at herself. As if asking for permission.

“If you wouldn’t mind.” I replied back.

She let out a shaky breath and pushed herself off of the couch. If she was making an effort not to stare it was a shit one. This girl had her eyes glued all over me and I could practically see the drool pooling out of her mouth. This was going to be fun.

I strided back into the bathroom and motioned for her to follow me. When she was fully inside I reached around her to close the bathroom door. The tension from earlier growing even stronger.

Although there was plenty of noise going on outside of this bathroom the only thing that was making a sound was the heavy breathing between the both of us. I inched up closer to her, “would it be easier if I put my shirt all the way on?”

She brought her gaze up from my stomach and I watched as her eyes traced along my tattoos, “Yeah, it might help with the distraction.”

“Oh, is this a distraction for you? The view?”

She bit her bottom lip and I wished that it was my teeth that were tugging on it, “Jesse” she blew out, “remember how I told you earlier that I could say the same about you when you had called me beautiful?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Well,” she paused, “That view pales in comparison to this one.”

I inched up even closer to her now, pulling the rest of my shirt down before I hooked my right arm around her waist to bring her into me, “There, distraction free now.”

She swallowed hard and brought her hands up to begin fixing the collar of my shirt, “was this all just an excuse to get me into the bathroom alone with you?” She asked.

“What would you do if I said yes?”

Something dark flashed in her eyes and our lips were just barely inches apart now. “I would tell you that you should really stop teasing me like this, otherwise I don’t know how much longer I can control myself.”

My cock strained against my pants at her response. Fuck, the way she said that with such a damanding tone was so hot. I couldn’t help myself, I slid my hands up under her thighs and I pulled her up to wrap her legs around me.

I walked her back against the wall with a gentle force, my hands cupping her ass as her fingers dug into the back of my neck, “and what would you say if I told you I didn’t want you to keep controlling yourself?” I breathed against her lips.

“Jesse,” she warned. But I wasn’t done with her yet. I had missed time to make up for and I didn’t care if my friends were out in the green room knowing that the both of us were locked inside of this bathroom together. I was done not making my feelings known.

I leaned in and sucked her bottom lip gently between my teeth while pulling back. She let out a soft moan and my dick twitched in my pants up against her core and I knew she could feel it because when it happened she glanced down at the bulge nearly ripping through my zipper.

She ran her fingers up through my hair and grasped at the ends to pull my head back, leaning forward to lick down my neck and pepper kisses along my bottom jaw. “Fuck Jesse, I want you.”

Fuck, did I want her too. So fucking bad.

I leaned forward and began nipping at the skin on her collarbone hard enough to pinch. I made my way further down her chest dragging my tongue down between her cleavage, “if only you knew how bad I’ve wanted you.”

“Then take me Jesse.” She said while grinding her pussy up against my core. I slid my fingers further up her thigh underneath her dress. Looking back up at her to make sure that she was okay with where this was all going.

“Please.” She demanded in a desperate whimper. So I traced my fingers even further up sliding them underneath her panties to brush my fingertips along her folds. Holy fuck, she was soaked.

My cock was practically cursing at me in every language known to man. It was so desperate and angry for release. But this wasn’t about me right now. I brought Y/N into this bathroom to toy with her and I wanted to make sure she knew this was all about her.

“You’re fucking drenched, is this all for me?” I asked breathing along her jawline. Fingers sliding further against her folds as they made their way up to her clit to begin rubbing in slow steady circles.

“Mm, that feels so fucking good.” Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

“Do you like that? You like how my fingers feel up against you?”

She let out another small moan, “God yes Jesse, please don’t stop.” I had no desire to. I was so lost in lust with her at this moment that before long I knew I’d probably have her bent over this bathroom counter.

A loud bang came from the opposite side of the door and Matt’s voice came barreling through the room, “Hey Jesse, whenever you’re done with your little quickie in there we are about to head downstairs and get ready for the show if you’d like to come join us.”

JT’s voice came echoing behind his, “Wait, Jesse is having a quickie in the bathroom? Holy shit! Good for him!”

I pinched the area above my nose and let out a long sigh, “I’m not having a quickie in the bathroom, Jesus Christ.” Well I would have been if they didn’t interrupt…

Y/N slid her legs down off of me and adjusted her dress to fully cover her legs again. Our fun time was unfortunately coming to an end but I’d made sure to pick back up where we left off later.

“We should really stop undressing ourselves with our eyes in this bathroom and get downstairs before Matt kicks both of our asses.” She said while quickly fixing her hair in the mirror.

I adjusted my collar and my dick in my pants in an attempt to make my boner less obvious, “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I do sort of have a show starting in 10 minutes.”

She went to reach for the door handle and just as she had the door about halfway pulled open I leaned down to whisper against her ear, “I’ll be thinking about what just happened back there the entire show.”

I heard her lightly clear her throat and I didn’t even have to be facing her to know that her cheeks were probably flushed hot pink again.

Matt stood in front of the green room door with his arms crossed and Y/N quickly scurried past him, making sure to avoid eye contact.

As I came up next to him he let out a long disappointing sigh while shaking his head, “you just couldn’t wait until after the show?”

“If I waited until after the show then I wouldn’t have enough time for you big boy.” I nudged him with my elbow before making my way past him and down the stairs behind Y/N.

“I didn’t get you in trouble, did I?” She turned around to ask me.

“Nah, Matt will be fine. I'll make sure to give him extra cuddles tonight to make up for it.”

“If I roll over and find you next to me in my bunk, I’m kicking your ass!” Matt exclaimed from above us while shutting the green room door behind him.

“He doesn’t mean that, he’s just hangry.”

Y/N let out a fit of laughter and I guided her through the venue back behind the stage while me and the guys got ready before heading out for our performance.

READER

God did ERRA know how to put on a show. Ever since the first song I haven’t been able to stop myself from bobbing my head and swaying along to the music. I knew they were incredible from the few moments I had watched them from the sound deck last night, but seeing them this close and from such a personal spot made it that much more special.

The guys all had so much energy and it was so thrilling to watch them come alive and have so much fun up there. JT’s screams sounded absolutely incredible and I could go on for years about how melodic and euphoric Jesse sounded over the mic. He truly had the most beautiful singing voice I’ve ever had the pleasure of hearing.

The glows from the stage lights made the guys look even more intoxicating and seeing the energy from the crowd with so many people singing along and headbanging was such an addicting feeling. I could only imagine how it felt to be the ones performing in front of a crowd filled with so many special people.

As I sang along to the few words I knew, I kept my gaze flowing all over the room while thinking about how fucking lucky I was to be standing where I currently am. This was all possible because of Jesse and being here tonight made me want to stand sideshow watching him do what he loves for the rest of my life.

There was a slight break in between songs and JT came over the mic to hype up the crowd, “Alright LA, this next one is called Scorpion Hymm and I’m going to need everyone to get off their asses and get the fuck up here!”

The song picked up and Jesse stepped up onto the riser, his chocolate brown curls swaying around him as he headbanged and arched himself back, positioning his guitar up in the air, and pointing it towards the crowd.

His stage presence was truly so addicting to watch and if I hadn’t already spent the day worked up and fighting the urge to rip his clothes off and have my way with him, this sight alone would definitely do it for me every single time.

Jesse jumped off the riser coming down and doing several spins, right before coming back up to the mic to sing his part. How he had all the energy to move like that was beyond me. There was no way in hell I’d be able to do even the bare minimum of what he was doing.

Crowd surfers began making their way up to the front of the stage like waves crashing against the shore. JT would bend down and high five them on their way back into the crowd and there was even a guy dressed up in a banana suit who was break dancing in the pit. I had never had this much fun at a show in my entire life.

Something in my peripherals caught my eye and took my gaze away from the crowd. Jesse was now kneeling down onto the floor on both knees, guitar settled in between his legs, as he rocked his hips up and down, making direct eye contact with me.

God I had never wanted to be a guitar so badly before in my life. Was he doing this on purpose to taunt me some more?

As he came back up he did a few more cyclone spins and the song had ended. Before going into the next song Jesse stepped forward into the mic, “This next one is a very special one to me. It’s one of my favorite ERRA songs and I’m really proud of it. This one goes out to all my friends and family tonight and to someone very special standing to my right.” He turned to wink at me before turning back to face the crowd.

“You heard my boy, give us everything you got and if you know the words sing them with us as loud as you can!” JT screamed into the mic.

The familiar strumming began playing through the room and I was taken back to the first time I had heard it in Jesse’s bedroom. I remember how intoxicated I was watching his fingers strumming against the chords in such a delicate way.

“Your star burns and dies out a thousand times over but still remains a source of light to guide you home.”

I remember hearing the first time Jesse sang this song to me and the way his voice crashed through my soul leaving permanent indentations into my heart that I’d never be able to erase. Hearing it now echoing through this room was a feeling unlike any I’ve ever felt before.

I watched him with so much adoration and I have never felt more full and more proud in my entire life. I wish I could stand here in this moment watching him forever.

“In flight or in freefall, glide along the evergreen. Motes of dust resembling constellations.”

I shut my eyes and began singing along with him. Holding a hand over my chest as I swayed along and kept thinking back to the night I first heard it while sitting on Jesse’s bed, before I made the biggest mistake of my life and walked out like a coward.

I would spend eternity regretting it, but no words could ever amount to how grateful I was that me and Jesse were okay again, that I was standing here knowing I’d be the first person he would come up to greet after walking off this stage.

The song picked up and Jesse would continue to glance over and smile at me as I sang along to the words, giving me playful little winks every so often. If this room wasn’t filled with strangers and Jesse’s closest friends I would have run out and tackled him down onto the floor to cover his entire body in kisses to mark what was mine. But, that would have to wait for another time.

The song slowly started fading out and Jesse came back over the mic, “Thank you so much for coming out! We love you, get home safe!”

The crowd of people slowly started dissipating and the guys began making their way back towards the side of the stage. My heart began to rapidly race knowing that I would soon have Jesse within my reach again.

Jesse pulled his guitar off over his head and carried it at his side, locking eyes with me the entire time he made his way back over to me. God the way he carried that thing almost had me foaming at the mouth, why was Jesse with a guitar in his hands so fucking hot?

“Hey you.” He said while wrapping his arm around my waist and leaving a kiss to the side of my cheek. “Hey yourself.” I answered back.

“I saw you over here, singing along to the words. I also caught you a few times with your eyes closed, it was the greatest and most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

He placed his guitar into one of the equipment cases and I came up to stand directly in front of him so I could wrap both my arms around his neck, “you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Even when I’m all gross and sweaty?” He asked.

“Even better, the sweat adds more flavor.” I gave him a wink just before leaning in to place a kiss on his lips and then trailed my tongue lightly against his bottom lip, “yummy”.

Jesse gave me a look like he was seconds away from devouring me and it sent a shock through my entire body. “I have to help clean some shit up and then I’m going to hop into the greenroom shower to clean off all this stink. The bus should be unlocked, head out there and wait for me.”

I jutted my lip out in a pouting motion, “But I just got you back, you’re already sending me outside with the wolves?”

He grabbed my chin with his thumb and his pointer finger to motion my face up so I could meet him eye to eye, “I will only be a few minutes. Plus, I will make it worth the wait I promise.”

Jesse planted another firm kiss to my lips and I reveled in the taste. I didn’t care how sweaty he was, I wanted every single inch of him pressed up against me. I was needy and I was desperate and I had spent all day letting this man play with me. I needed him and I needed him now.

He pulled away from me and gave my ass a light smack, “I promise it will be so quick you won’t even have time to miss me.”

“I doubt that.” I replied back in a bratty tone while leaning down to grab my purse up off the floor. “You better make it lightning speed cyclone Cash, it’s cold out there.”

He started motioning back up towards the green room and before disappearing behind the stage he quickly turned back around towards me, “just five minutes and I’ll be there to warm you up!”

READER

I made my way to the back of the venue and out into the parking lot. The temperature had dropped immensely from this afternoon. The chill of the LA wind whipping through the strands of my hair.

I wrapped my arms around me in a hug and began rubbing my hands up and down my arms to help shield me from the cold on my walk to the bus.

I ascended up the small steps, my platform boots colliding against the metal, and when I went to tug on the handle, the bus door was locked. “Shit.” I muttered to myself.

I turned around to scan the parking lot hoping that someone hadn’t seen me and thought that I was trying to break into the tour bus.

I let out a deep sigh watching the condensation move like smoke through the air and walked down to the last step so I could sit and wait for Jesse, “he better be a man of his word and hurry his ass up, it's freezing out here.”

I pulled out my phone from my cardigan pocket and began scrolling through my social media to help pass the time, and to try to think of the consequence I was going to make Jesse pay for having me sit out in the cold.

Especially after all those flirty glances and winks he kept shooting at me during the entire ERRA show. He had been toying with me all day and I was still all riled up from our earlier activities in the green room bathroom.

I had just finished hearting a video of a dog in watermelon floaties swimming in a pool when movement from the left corner of my eye caught my attention, “what are you doing all alone outside?”

Jesse was now hovering above me, curls still wet from his shower in the greenroom, and I licked my lips at how the droplets of water fell and slid down his neck. My voice caught in my throat, “Oh uh, well you see the door is locked.” I frowned.

“Fuck you’re joking,” Jesse ran a hand through his curls, “JT must have locked it when we were all heading into the venue earlier, which means he still has the keys.”

I shifted on the step, “Sooo does that mean you failed on your promise to keep me warm since we are both now stranded together outside?”

Jesse looked down at me and licked his bottom lip, “No, I’ll just have to improvise is all.”

I looked at him confused, “improvise?”

“Yeah, now stand up.”

“Someone is bossy, can you at least say please?” I teased.

Jesse wrapped his fingers around my wrist and started leading us over behind the bus, “Gee, I sure hope there is a heater or a bonfire back here.”

He snickered and then pulled me into his chest, our lips ever so lightly brushing against each other, “you won’t need a heater or a bonfire when I’m finished with you.”

I sucked in a breath and Jesse crashed his lips into mine. It was firm, hard, and hungry. I knew my lips would probably be bruised in the morning. I wanted to repay him back for earlier so I dug my teeth into his bottom lip and leaned my head back to pull it, not caring to be gentle.

I’ve been restricting myself all day and now that Jesse was here in front of me, I was going to devour him completely and let him devour me too, if that’s what he wanted.

He dragged his hand behind my neck, digging his fingers into my skin to leave half moon indentions. “I know you’re cold but I can’t wait for that door to get unlocked. I need you, right here, and right now.”

Whatever you fucking say.

Jesse met my lips again in another feverish kiss and I opened my mouth to grant him access. Both of our tongues collided together as we took in the taste of each other. Before I knew it Jesse had me backed up against the backside of the tour bus, the coldness from the metal cascading down into my bones.

But, I didn’t fucking care. I would stand out in a blizzard bare naked if it meant I could be completely engulfed in this man. Jesse began leaving gentle kisses down my chin, onto my neck, further down my chest, and onto my stomach over the material of my dress.

I let my head roll back to rest against the bus and shut my eyes out of pure bliss. I felt him going further and further down my body and with a firm grasp to the back of my calf, Jesse lifted my leg up to rest against his shoulder.

I placed my hand up against the bus and rested my butt against it to help keep me upright, the wind was definitely blowing up underneath my dress but given the position I was in, I didn’t have the means to care.

Jesse began dragging his tongue from my knee up to my thigh, pushing my dress up to grant him further access before coming to a stop right at my panties. He placed another kiss, right over the thin white lace material, “can I taste you?”

I ran my hands through his hair and tightly gripped on the ends, “I’d love nothing more” I let out with a whisper.

Wasting no time Jesse pulled my panties to the side and had his head completely under my dress. I was thankful that there were no street lights back here and that there was an abundance of trees in this area. I knew the headliner had to be finished with their set soon and the bands would start making their way back to their buses.

Pushing the nervous thoughts to the back of my head I shut my eyes to focus on what was happening in between my legs. Jesse made sure to take his time with me and I expected nothing less.

He glided his tongue slowly up and down my folds and I let out a soft moan from the way his hot breath fanned against me. I couldn’t help but slowly grind my hips against his mouth, wanting so desperately to have something inside of me.

“Fuck, Y/N. I had tried to imagine what you would taste like from the moment I had you up against that wall in the bathroom earlier… but I never expected you to taste so sweet.” His tongue traced up to my clit and he began twirling his tongue in slow circles over the sensitive nub. “You taste just like strawberries, I could eat you forever.”

Jesse hiked my leg up a little higher and I could feel myself getting close. I hadn’t been sexual with anyone since Jake and after we broke up I only ever used toys or my fingers on myself. None of them compared to the way Jesse’s mouth felt pressed up against me.

“Jesse,” I moaned out, "I’m getting close."

He dragged his tongue down from my clit and inserted it inside me, fucking me with his tongue while I grinded against his face, “cum for me darlin, I know you can do it.” His pace began picking up and the leg I had been standing on to keep myself upright began to shake.

Heat built up in my core and my vision started to go fuzzy. Jesse removed his tongue to insert two fingers inside of me, bending them in a way to hit my sweet spot perfectly. It’s like this man had spent all night before studying my body and knew all the right spots to hit to ace the test.

He placed his lips back against my clit and began sucking while picking up pace with the two fingers that were still deep inside of me, fucking them into me ruthlessly. I let out another moan as the pressure built up inside of me.

My eyes were tightly shut and I couldn’t put up the fight any longer. My orgasm crashed through me like a tsunami as Jesse licked me through the comedown, lapping up all of essence. “Mmm, good girl, I knew you had it in you.”

My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, I had never felt an orgasm like that in my entire fucking life. Jesse made his way out from under my dress and placed my leg back down on the concrete, coming up to greet me face to face again as he licked me off of his fingers.

“I could spend the rest of my life in between your legs.” He said with a grin so big plastered across his face that spoke of how proud he was of the work he just did.

“Then prove it.” I taunted back while closing the space between us. “Fuck me right here, right now, up against this bus, Jesse.”

Hunger filled his pupils, “you’re a fucking freak. I love it.” He spoke into the crook of my neck, leaving a hard bite while hooking his hands under my thighs to pull me up and wrap me around his waist. He walked us back against the bus and the familiar cold returned to spine.

“Be a good girl and help unzip my pants for me, my hands are kind of filled with your ass.”

I giggled against his chest and when I glanced down I could see his cock bulging hard up against his pants. “Someone is excited to see me.”

“You have no fucking idea, Y/N.” I slid my hands down his shirt and bit my bottom lip while my fingers excitedly fought against the denim of his pants. Reaching my hand into his briefs to grasp at his warm hard cock.

“Fuck,” he shivered, “your fingers are cold.”

“You’re stalling Jesse, are you going to fuck me or not?”

He let out a hungry grunt, “with fucking pleasure.”

I brought my hand up to my mouth to spit into it, moving it back down to stroke the saliva over Jesse’s cock. He pushed his forehead up against mine locking eyes with me, “I want you to look me in the eyes while you guide my cock inside of you.”

His fingers trailed back up my thigh to pull my panties to the side and I kept my eyes locked with his as I guided his cock in between my folds and right at the front of my entrance. Jesse placed his thumb and his pointer finger right on top of mine, and slid his cock up and and down my folds to coat his cock in my arousal.

“Are you sure you’re okay with all of this?” He questioned.

"I’m more than alright with all of this, I promise.”

“Before we continue, I just wanted to ask if you are on any sort of protection. I just want to make sure you’re comfortable and that we do this safely. I also wanted you to know that I’m clean. I got tested shortly after me and my ex separated a few years ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since."

I lifted my hand up to cup his cheek, “You’re extremely sweet to even think to ask, especially at a time like this,” I giggled. “I am on the pill and I am also clean, same situation, my ex cheated on me and I got tested right after we broke up. I haven’t been with anyone since him.”

Jesse paused, the look on his face showed nothing but pure adoration and it made my heart flutter, “fuck that guy, he’s an actual moron to fuck up any situation with you. I’m sorry that happened to you Y/N.”

“I would really rather not fuck him, it was quite boring actually.” Which was true, sex with Jake was miserable ever since the first time we were intimate.

“Just know I would never do anything like that to you, ever. I promise.”

Jesse hoisted me back up to reposition us, “Tonight is about you, I don’t want you to think or worry about anything but just us.”

He kicked my feet a little further apart with the front of his boot so he could better position himself between my legs. His thumb and his finger were back on the head of his cock, “Now where were we?”

I shifted my hips up into him and Jesse’s cock was back at my entrance. He sank himself slowly inside of me, stealing all the air from my lungs as he filled me up. “You’re soaked, Y/N.” I dug my nails into his shoulder and brought my mouth up to his neck to begin trailing my tongue up to his ear to nibble on his bottom lobe.

“Fuck darlin, you feel so good.” Jesse grunted while thrusting into me, it was slow paced at first as if he was taking all of me in inch by inch. “I want to take my time with you, but I know that the guys will be back soon.”

I continued to suck and pull on Jesse’s ear and I watched as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Although it had only been a few moments of feeling Jesse inside of me, it was the best sex of my entire life.

Jesse’s pace picked up and the grip he had on my ass was firm, I reveled in the slight pain from how hard his fingertips were digging into my skin. This was the first time I’ve ever had sex in public and although I was terrified of someone seeing us, the rush was so thrilling. A high I’d never reached before.

I locked my legs over one another and tightened them around Jesse’s lower back to bring him in closer to me. I needed every single inch of him inside of me. I slipped my hands under his shirt and dragged my nails up his back and he let out a hiss in pleasure. Goosebumps covered all of my skin as the breeze started to pick up and although I was just freezing my ass off a few seconds before, none of that mattered now.

Jesse began to pick up pace, pulling his cock all the way out of me to slam it back deep inside my pussy, pushing himself so deep inside of me that my head began to spin. Jesse’s cock was thick and when I held him in my palm earlier I was slightly concerned about how I’d be able to take his size inside of me. My walls stretched around him and although there was slight stinging pain at first, the fullness of him made me thirsty for more.

I brought my lips back over to meet his and I pushed my tongue inside his mouth as we both moaned into each other. I locked my lips around his tongue and began sucking on it, while running my fingers through his hair.

His dick was starting to swell inside of me and his thrusting was becoming so hard the bus was starting to slightly rock, “I’m so close darlin, but I don’t want to stop fucking you yet.” I was also starting to get close, I had been holding my orgasm at bay for as long as I could. But I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep up the fight for long.

“Cum with me Jesse, I’m so close.” I barely managed to whisper against his ear. He slid his hand up my dress, leaving trails of goosebumps as his palm made his way up to cup my right breast.

“God, your tits fit perfectly in my hands like they were made for me.”

Jesse began pinching at my nipple and it was just what I needed to send me over the final edge. The heat in my core erupted through my entire body. My pussy quivered and it clenched against Jesse’s cock as my orgasm bursted through me, causing my legs to shake and go numb.

After a few more ruthless pumps Jesse pulled his cock out of me, his hand cupping around his cock as he firmly pumped his hand up and down in a fast motion. I kneeled down onto my knees, not caring about the small rocks and gravel that were digging into my kneecaps.

I pulled the front of my dress down along with my bra, my tits out on full display. I inched up closer under Jesse while pushing both of my boobs together, “cum on me Jesse, mark me as yours.” I was so drunk on lust from the orgasm that had coursed through me mere seconds ago that the words were trailing off my tongue before I had time to think them over.

“God you’re such a fucking freak. I fucking love it.” Jesse’s stroking was ruthless at this point and I knew he was at his breaking point. I leaned my head back to arch my chest up closer to him. I felt his warm cum shoot down my neck and across my tits as he let out a hard moan.

He bent down to rest his head against mine while trying to catch his breath, “that was fucking incredible. Thank you.” He spoke while shoving his cock back inside of his pants.

“I’m sorry if this was weird.” I motioned towards my breasts, “especially with this being our first time. I’ve just never done anything like this before and I was sort of drunk from my orgasm.” I admitted.

Jesse held out his hand to help pull me up, “do not apologize, it was hot as fuck.” I dusted away the dirt and rocks that were stuck against my skin and Jesse helped pull my dress fully down to cover my ass and thighs.

He stepped back and began pulling his shirt off over his head, “what are you doing?” I asked. With his bare chest now on display he wrapped his shirt around his hand, “come here.” I did as I was told, making my way back over to stand in front of Jesse.

“May I?” He asked while pointing down to my breasts.

“Won’t your shirt get ruined?”

“I’m not having you walk around with my mess all over your chest for the rest of the night. Plus, this is an old shirt anyways and I’d rather this get ruined over your pretty dress.” He began gently wiping off my chest and neck, staring down at me with that same admiration from earlier.

“Such a gentleman to clean me up.” I snickered. “Thank you, Jesse.”

He finished wiping me off and pulled my straps up over my shoulders to cover my breasts back inside my dress. He then slid his hand up against my face to cup my cheek, “you’re so beautiful Y/N. I can’t believe that what just happened, happened.”

I shut my eyes from the warmness of his palm and laid my hand over the top of his, “I also can’t believe that what just happened, happened. However I’m grateful it was with you.”

Jesse leaned down to place a soft kiss to my lips, holding it for a few seconds, “I truly don’t know how I got so lucky to have met someone so special. I know we had that little hiccup but I don’t ever want you not to be a part of my life. I’m so grateful you came to these shows and that you’re here.”

Tears started to build in the corners of my eyes and I fought them back to prevent ruining the moment. I was not about to be that girl who cried after sex, especially on the first time.

“Do you really think taco bell is a good idea after you spent the last two days blowing up the fucking bathroom?” Matt’s voice echoed through the parking lot causing me and Jesse to halt in place.

“Why should we all pay the consequence of not getting after show Baja Blasts and crunch wraps because of this guy's tummy issues?” JT’s voice breaking through the trees.

We heard footsteps ascending up the stairs and the door of the bus clicked open, “Guess we finished just in time, huh?” Jesse winked at me.

I interlocked my fingers with his as he lead me back around the front of the bus. I followed up the stairs behind him and when we stepped through the front of the door all eyes landed directly on us.

JESSE

“Uhh, do I even want to know why you aren’t wearing a shirt?” Conor asked while taking a sip of his water.

“Yeah, what's up with that? It’s like forty degrees outside and your nipples are staring straight at me, it’s fucking weird.” JT retorted back.

I walked Y/N further into the bus to motion for her to sit on the couch, “Y/N spilled some soda down the front of her dress as we were coming out of the venue, so I lent her my shirt so she could wipe it all up.”

I made my way past the guys and over to the bunks and dipped down into the small lower bunk where I kept all my stuff, reaching into my suitcase to pull out my gray long sleeve shirt and tossed it over my head. I saw my dark green Ghost Atlas hoodie sticking out of the side and I grabbed it before making my way back up towards the front of the bus.

“We are all trying to decide on what to order for dinner. Alex and JT want Taco Bell but my vote is for barbeque.” Clint spoke.

I sat down on the couch cushion next to Y/N and handed her the hoodie, “here for you, I know it’s cold.”

“Thank you, Jesse.” She arched her back up to pull the hoodie over her head and I had to quickly look away so I wouldn’t let my sight get stuck on her cleavage, knowing that my cum was just plastered all over her chest moments ago.

The click of a celsius can being opened echoed through the bus and Matt took a long sip, “Oh I could fuuuck up some barbeque, that’s my vote.”

I rested my hand on Y/N’s knee and looked over to meet her gaze, “What’s your vote?”

“Oh uh,” she cleared her throat, “I’m not that hungry so whatever you guys decide on is fine with me.”

God she was so beautiful, even with her rustled hair and the slight bruising that was starting to form under her bottom lip. The way the dim lighting from the bus lights above highlighted her in such a euphoric glow made a lump form in the middle of my throat. I could get lost forever, never looking for a way out, just staring at her.

I traced my thumb back and forth along the side of her knee and her skin felt like soft silk under my touch. Thoughts of my tongue gliding up this same leg earlier started creeping in and I had to adjust against the back cushion to refocus.

“My vote is for barbeque as well, I don’t want to have to deal with Alex passing gas the entire drive back home.” Conor spoke with a laugh.

Alex threw his hands up above his head, “oh fuck you guys.”

“Alright barbeque it is.” Clint held his phone in his hand while using his thumb to scroll against the screen, “I googled some spots around here and it looks like there’s a place a few blocks away. It has good reviews, says it's about an eight minute walk if you guys are cool with that?”

“Sounds good to me I’m starving!” JT said while rubbing his stomach, “let me grab a jacket and then we can head out.”

Everyone rose to start gathering their things and made their way over to the door to climb down out of the bus one by one. Y/N halted next to me tugging on the sleeve of my shirt, “I don’t want to invade your guys' dinner time. I can head back home I’m sure kate is probably back and needs someone to vent to about her day at the cafe -”

“Y/N,” I spoke while bringing my thumb up to rub against the side of her cheek, “you are not invading on anything. I want you to come and no one here has any issue with you tagging along.

She studied my face for a moment and when everyone had finally made their way off the bus I leaned down to place a kiss to her lips, “please don’t make me beg, I will if I have to, but I’m not ready to say goodbye to you just yet.”

She leaned back in to lay another kiss against my lips, “when you put it that way how can I say no?”

The bus door flew open and Matt’s voice came barreling in from outside, “come on love birds we’re starving and it’s fucking freezing out here. My nipples probably look like Jesse’s did earlier.”

“Hey, leave my nipples alone man!”

I looked back down at Y/N, “before we leave let me grab you a pair of sweatpants before we go back out there. I can’t send you back home to Kate with hypothermia, especially since I came close to death the last time I was over there from the popcorn situation.”

I walked back up with pair of gray sweatpants in hand and handed them over to Y/N. She pulled them up over her legs and pulled the hoodie down to hide her dress underneath. Seeing her head to toe in my clothes made my heart thump in my chest. I know we hadn’t established yet what this was between us, but it was like having a piece of me clinging to her, marking what was mine.

I took her hand in mine, “you ready?”

“Yeah, let's get out of here before they break the bus down.” We headed out and were once again greeted with the chill of the LA winds. I wrapped my arm around Y/N’s shoulders to bring her in closer to me to help shield her from the cold.

I felt myself getting needy, that every moment we were together I had to be touching her in some way. My feelings were definitely past the point of no return and I was falling head over heels for this girl.

She rested her head against my chest as we followed along with the guys on the sidewalk, the sounds of the cars driving along the streets providing background noise to the conversations that were taking place around us.

I wanted to hold her against me and in my arms for the rest of our lives. I never wanted to let her go or say goodbye to her again. I looked down at her and traced over her eyebrows and marveled at how the street lights shined against her skin. I felt the words building on the tip of my tongue but I swallowed them down. Surely it was much too soon for that and I didn’t want to scare her off. Not when I had just gotten her back.

“Okay google maps says it should be up here on the right hand side.” Clint pointed to a door with a wooden pig sign hung up on the front that said LA’s best voted BBQ three years in a row!

We stepped inside the restaurant and the smell of smoked meats and tangy BBQ sauce filled my nostrils. This place was like a certified BBQ subway, you walked up to the counter and built your own plate choosing whatever meats and sides you wanted.

We followed behind the guys as they all were assembling their plates ahead of us. I motioned for Y/N to go in front of me and when she stepped up to the counter the young blonde haired dude on the other side smiled a little too wide for my liking.

“What can I get started for you?” He asked. How hard he was staring at Y/N was also not to my liking.

We made our way further down the counter as Y/N continued building her plate, pointing at the mac and cheese and pulled chicken, “I’ll throw in a brownie for you for free, they’re my favorite.” He winked at her.

Oh hell no. First with the flirty tone in his voice, then with the non stop staring, and now with the fucking winking? Who did this guy think he was? There was no doubt Y/N was breathtakingly beautiful and I don’t blame the guy for the way he was practically gawking over her. But to do it in front of me?

I brought my hand up to rest against her shoulder, “do I also get a seat on the free brownie train?” I asked with a raise of my brow.

“I can only give so many out during the day but I can ask my manager,” he pointed towards the back, “he might make an exception for your brother, especially given how cute you are.” He shot her another wink.

This guy was pissing me off. Did this douchebag really think that I was her brother? No he had to be fucking with me. Y/N cleared her throat and nervously looked back at me, “Oh uh, he’s not my brother.”

“He's your friend then?”

“You know it’s really fucking weird that you’re so adamant on knowing so much about who a stranger is with. Maybe you should just worry about doing your job, our food is getting cold and we’re really hungry.” I stepped in front of Y/N to pull out my card so I could pay for our meals.

“Gee man, you have a bad night or something?” He mumbled under his breath while handing over our boxes of food.

I snatched them and then placed my hand on Y/N’s lower back, “come on baby let’s go eat.” Then I planted a firm kiss to her lips before we walked over to go sit at the table with the rest of the guys.

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AHH! You write for Moonknight omg that’s amazing! I’ve been searching for a good Cg!Steven Grant and little!reader fic and your stuff is great!

If you don’t mind could I please request a fic where Steven comes home from work and is absolutely exhausted but still continues to play with the reader and watch tv even though he’s really close to falling asleep and the two end up napping together? Thank you :D !!

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Nighty Knight

A Moonknight agere fic

Tags: Cg! Steven, Little!Reader, GN!Reader, references to The Princess Bride

Cw: A little bit of endangered reader as they climb on a counter top

“Papa!” You cried as Steven walked through the door. The bags in his hand were drooping low, full to the brim with groceries as he stumbled his way in. “Hi there love, you mind giving me a quick hand?” He chuckled, holding out one of the bags to you. You rushed over and grabbed the bag, running over to set it on the dining room table before rushing back to grab another and almost knocking Steven over in the process. “Whoa, slow down there little one, don’t wanna be takin’ a spill tonight.” He sighed, stretching slowly as he brought the last bag over. 

“Mhm, sorry Papa, I’ll be more careful.” You said, bouncing up and down as you watched him start unpacking the bags. Steven had mostly gotten normal food things, probably just whatever he thought could fit in the fridge, but at the you saw an odd brown paper bag stuck in amongst the plastics. You reached out to grab it, feeling the paper curiously. 

“Ah-ah,” Steven tisked, picking up the bag gently. “That’s for later, after we put away the food.” 

You pouted and crossed your arms, watching as Steven placed the bag on a higher shelf he knew you couldn’t reach (as he had to stand on his tiptoes to reach it himself) and went back to putting away the groceries. He yawned, rubbing his eyes as he glanced at your pouty face. “You know, this could go twice as fast if you’d take some of this.” He gestured to the bags. You rolled your eyes, but there wasn’t any real annoyance as you grabbed a carton of eggs. 

Steven was right, working together you were able to get everything packed neatly away, and Steven even pulled out a couple Ramen cups he had picked up for you both, as it was a comfort food for you both. You squealed in delight and hugged him tightly, giggling at his playful protest. “Oh, you’re crushing me love! You don’t know your own strength!” He cried before wrapping his arms around you tightly. “But two can play at this game!” You laughed harder as Steven lifted you up and spun you around in a circle, groaning a bit as his back cracked. He set you down gently on the counter, rubbing his back with a tired sigh and going to start up the ramen. You watched him putter around with wide eyes for a while before your mind turned back to the bag. You looked up and, seeing it now within reaching distance, began to lean towards it. 

It was a normal, boring brown bag with brown tissue paper spilling messily out of the top, and you could just see something poking out of the top, something gold and soft and oh so tempting, if you could just get a little higher– 

“Y/n, careful!” Steven said, his voice panicky as he saw you teetering dangerously on your knees. You looked back at him, caught red handed as he sighed and rubbed his eyes before walking over to help you down. “Go sit in the living room please, I’ll be right in.” You nodded and shuffled your way guiltily over to the living room, where a nature documentary had begun to play. You plopped down on the floor with your stuffies, picking them up and dancing them around halfheartedly as you waited for Steven to bring the Ramen.

Eventually Steven entered, hissing quietly as he rushed the hot bowls over to the coffee table. You scooted over, not making eye contact with him as you blew on your soup. After a few minutes of silence, Steven cleared his throat and reached across the table, gently resting on your hand as you wiggled uncomfortably. “It’s okay, love.” He murmured. “I’m not mad, I promise.” You glanced up at him and saw only honesty and worry in his eyes. “ ‘m sorry.” You said. “I jus’ wanted to see…” Steven rubbed your hand comfortingly. “I know baby, I just need you to be a bit more careful and talk to me, if you can. Does that sound fair?” You nodded, smiling up at your Papa, happy to have a fix for the issue. 

After that dinner passed quickly, and Steven smiled as you sat patiently on the floor with your stuffies, smiling up at him. “My, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were waiting for something.” He teased. You giggled and nodded. Steven laughed and stood up, walking over to the shelf and pulling down that brown bag, shaking it at you as he brought it over. You grabbed it excitedly looking at him for permission before pulling the tissue paper out quickly and gasping. In the bag, a round, squishy hippo face stared back at you wearing an ornate golden headpiece. You lifted it out of the bag reverently and smiled at Steven with wide eyes. 

“Taweret?” You asked. Steven nodded with a gentle grin. You laughed in happiness and pulled the stuffie tight to your chest, twisting back and forth energetically. You scurried over to your other stuffies and looked them over carefully before grabbing a big crocodile and scooting back to Steven, holding it out expectantly. Steven raised an eyebrow. “Is this for me?” You nodded, eyes bright. He looked at the stuffie hesitantly, tiredly, before shrugging and taking it. He moved over to your pile of stuffies and beckoned you to follow, setting the stuffies up neatly. 

“Now, let’s see what these little guys are up to…” 

The two of you played for a long time, setting up grand stories with funny voices as the sun got lower and lower in the sky and your yawns got deeper and deeper. Eventually, Steven sat back and stretched, looking at the clock with squinted eyes. “Oy, it’s late… Want to watch a movie before bed?” He asked as he stood. You nodded, rubbing your eyes sleepily and sinking deeper into your hoodie. Steven rifled through his dvds, taking a moment before eventually pulling out one that looked familiar. He put it in the player, picked you up and walked over to sit on the couch. You yawned again and wrapped your arms around his neck, whining a little as he repositioned himself to lay more comfortably with you on his stomach. The familiar opening scene of The Princess Bride flashed on the screen, and you smiled at the choice.

“Guess what, your grandfather’s here…” 

Clutched against your chest, the Taweret plushie sat comfortably and comfortingly against your stomach and you hugged it even tighter. “Nigh’ nigh’ Papa…” You whispered. Steven kissed your forehead gently. “Good night, little one. I love you so much.”  You cuddled down into the warmth and babbled sleepily.

You tried to stay awake for the whole movie, but with Steven rubbing your back and whispering facts about the movie in his quietest voice, you found yourself falling asleep before they even got to the epic sword fight between Inigo and Wesley. The soothing rumble of Steven’s voice under you was comforting, and before you knew it you were out for the count. You both slept late, sprawled out cuddling on the couch, snoring and comfortable as the movie played quietly in the background. 

A/n: I don't know if it's my best work, but still; any chance to include The Princess Bride is a win for me lol

[omnidemidisaster]

OKAY SO CHECK THIS OUT. hatzgang x reader where either reader or they, confess their feelings !!11!!!

O K A Y -

( And yes...its been so damn long. I will try to post more and more. I'll get them all out soon

Confessing or being confessed to by the Hatzgang!

Roy

[ You confess ]

The moment you confess, he thinks you're just joking

I mean...You both are friends and friends joke like that...right?

Once he realizes you're 100% serious, he doesn't know how to react...which is a first for Roy

I mean...Roy never really had a successful crush. Most confessions for him ended in failure and him in heartbreak

So for someone to actually like him made him honestly act stupid

He will say something like "Can I think on that..?" Just so he could get a moment to process someone ended up liking him

He will eventually come around and say he does too, Roy just needs a little time to process it all

[ He confesses ]

Dude took up SO much courage

Like homie planned out what he was gonna say to you

Dude even had his parents give advice...which was pretty solid advice

( And yes I do hc/write them as loving, just strict parents. I will make a hc list for them but thats for another time )

He would make sure the two of you are both in a good mood and alone

Then he'll describe his feelings for you

He is completely ready for rejection

But you said you felt the same...WAIT FELT THE SAME?!

It took a lot of strength for Roy not to have a fan boy in a concert moment he was so happy

That day he happily told his parents about his successful confession. Carmen and Richard are definitely proud for their special boy :)

Ross

[ You confess ]

He had to pause for a moment

His brain def had a buffering moment

"...Wait what?"

Once you repeated it, he had a small smile on his face

"I hope you mean that..."

He will hug you close to him

Calm outside. Party inside

Will also tell his parents...Jaune definitely picking on him ( Tho she is just really happy )

[ He confesses ]

He won't say it. Instead he will use his writing skills and write you a confession letter

He'll either have one of the boys deliever it to you or put it in your locker at school...Either way he doesn't want to give it/tell you

The boy is shy, give him some credit that he's actually doing this

The note is neatly written in cursive and you can tell he had rewritten the note over and over again...due to the ghost letters and the slight crinkle in the page

Once you mention it, his face instantly reddens up

You say that you like him too

Ross is just overwhelmed...and ends up crying a little bit

Not like sobbing, but he is so happy that he's overwhelmed and a few tears call from his eyes

Robert

[ You confess]

At first, he deadass thought you meant platonically

Like, yeah? He loves you too! Don't friends love each other?

Then you have to explain that...yes, you love him as a friend, but you love him more than that

Then he gets the hint...

And damn...he is HAPPY

He straight up hugged you and picked you up off the ground in joy

"You better be serious! Ahhh! I like you too!"

Hes very very happy

We know he has big smile, but dear lord Ross and Roy has never seen Robert smile so widely...WITH A CLOSED MOUTH SMILE!

"Dude...you alright? Your smile is like...20 times larger than it should be"

"Yeah! Whats with you?"

"Oh nothing! Its just (Y/n) confessed to me! Ahh...so happy"

"Yeah, we can tell"

[ He confesses ]

Least panicked out of all of them

He'll take you aside and kind of just...tell you

Hes not extra, not that much fidgety or panicky, just chilled out

When you accept his feelings, then that's when the overly happy Robert comes out

Just like if you confessed, he sweeps you up into a hug and just squeezes you

Boy is HAPPY

He eagerly tells Radford and Robin what happened and they both smile for his success

Expect in a few days for him to ask you if you wanna go on a date :)

[aceofwhump]

Happy Whumpmas (੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*🎅⛄❄️!!! You have just been snowballed by a secret whumper. Help to keep the snowball fight going by anonymously sending this to five other whumpers with a whump-related question of your choice: favorite whump from a British show and favorite whump from an American show and because I'm mean, you can only choose one example for each 😈! I also demand a photo of your adorable cat 😉! Merry Christmas, dear! Xxxx

I CAN ONLY CHOOSE ONE FOR EACH!?!?!? Oh nonny you are mean!! That's so hard!! i watch so many British and US shows!! SO MANY!

Okay so I made a list of my favorites and it got.....incredibly long. My god I have a lot of favorites. But I think I'm going to choose these two whump moments as my *favorite

British: Fuck there's so many to choose from!!!! Ahh!! Okay I guess I'm going to go with Merlin 1x04 "The Poisoned Chalice" for my favorite whump from a British show at this moment in time. I have lost count of how many times I've watched this episode. It's so good. The self sacrifice talking the poison for Arthur, the choking and collapsing, the high fever, the wheezing way he breaths, the way Arthur worries, the caretaking. IT'S PERFECT (sidenote but I apparently haven't giffed this episode and I need to change that soon)

American: I'm agonizing over this one i tell you but for right now I'm going to go with another one that is always a huge favorite of mine and that I've watched like 1000 times. Hawaii Five-0 8x10. Danny gets shot while theyre all trapped in isolation? Bleeding out, unable to breathe, hallucinating, extremely worried and panicky Steve who has to conduct surgery on him? AMAZING! BEAUTIFUL! PERFECT

And a picture of my kitty just for you! She likes to sit in this chair while me and my family eat dinner and patiently waits for us to give her tiny scraps. It's adorable. Sometimes she'll reach out with her paw and like tap us on the arm. It's the most polite way of asking for food I've ever seen from a cat. I love her so much.

Merry Christmas!!!

*subject to change based on my mood

[puppysdog]

im just trying not to be stressed and take deep breaths about this. we dont have to evacuate till 5am tomorrow so like I Have Time I Can Take A Breath but i also feel so panicky about traveling with the cats 6+ hours and leaving the snake behind and just worrying about what will happen to my friends....i feel so frantic ahh lmao

[royaltysuite]

Her Downfall, His Redemption.... (An Empires x Reader Story) Chapter Two - Rebirth

Summary: When Y/n lost her home and her fiancee due to corruption, she thought it was only fair for her to die in the ruins of Rivendell. That is, until Aeor, the protector of Rivendell, gave her another chance, sealing her away in a crystal and through a portal to a new realm. Years after the corruption befell Rivendell, Y/n is found by a certain gnome and is brought back to their rising empire. However, things aren't going to stay peaceful as Y/n is soon released from her crystal and is thrusted into the lives of those she previously thought she'd lost.

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.8k

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Third Person POV

It was a quiet morning. The sun beamed through the forest, streams of wind brushing up against the leaves. The scene so beautiful, it was as if life could stand still. Soon enough, the silence in forest was broken by the sound of the bushes rustling. "Whew, that took a lot of effort getting through that jungle. But, at least I found a decent spot to set up camp." A chipper voice echoed out.

The voice sounded feminine and energetic. The person began to hum as they started setting up a tent. As they continued with their task, a loud thud startled them and the sound of wings flapping caused them to whip their head around. "What was that?" They whispered, their voice slightly panicky. Darting their eyes around, the girl began to move towards where the thud was.

Getting closer and closer to where the sound came from, the girl found nothing dangerous. Letting out sigh of relief, she turned to make her way back to her camp when a shimmer caught her eye. "Hmm, what's that?" She muttered, moving towards the shimmering light. Bending down, she began to move around leaves and twigs until she laid her hand onto a smooth surface.

Picking it up and dusting the dirt, the girl gasped in shock. "What a beautiful crystal..." She gasped, taken aback by such a rare find in the middle of ABSOLUTELY NOWHERE.

“This must be what that bird drop…”

Rising to her feet, the girl dusted off the mud on the crystal to reveal a beautiful amber color. The girl raised the crystal to the sunlight trying to look through it. “.....HELP ME!” A yelp escaped her mouth and she dropped the gem to the ground. “Hey, hey you! The gnome that dropped me! Can you hear me?!” A high-pitched muffled voice spoke. The gnome was staring at the crystal in disbelief. ‘Is that gem talking?’ She thought to herself, moving closer to the object.

“Are you talking to me?” She mumbled, thinking the voice was in her head. “Yes, could you pick me up please? This ground is kinda wet.” It responded. The gnome, still shocked, picked up the gem once more and brought it to eye-level. “Ahh, thank you so much. I’m surprised someone found me after being stuck in that bird’s beak. May I know your name, kind gnome?” “It’s Shrub, what’s your name?” She replied. “It’s Y/n. Again, thanks so much for finding me.”

“How did you get stuck in this crystal?” Shrub asked, her curiousity getting the best of her. “I don’t exactly remember. All I remember is my name and how to get out.” “Well, what can I do?” “Break the crystal.” Y/n answered. “Say what?” “You have the break the crystal.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, don’t worry. The crystal is made of magic, so it won’t hurt me in any way.” Y/n explained. “Alright, if you say so.”

Without hesitation, Shrub raised the gem up high before smashing it hard on the ground. A blinding light spread wide through the jungle, pulsing heavily before settling into a dull fade. Once the light faded completely, there standing in front of Shrub was Y/n. “Oh my goodness, it feels so great to be back���Thank you so much, Shrub. What can I ever do to repay you?” 

“There’s no need for any of that, but if you’d like, I could always use a roommate.” “Sure, that would be nice seeing as I have no home.” Y/n answered. “Cool, cool. Umm, my camp’s this way. It’s not much, but I think between the two of us, we might be able to get a stable structure up and ready before nightfall.” “Alright then, let’s get to work."

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Author’s Note: Here it is, everyone~ The first official chapter to the ‘Her Downfall, His Redemption…’ series. I’ve already dropped the prologue chapter and the link to it will soon be added to the masterlist page. In other exciting news, I’ve started working on this blog’s Patreon page. It will be for 18+, so minors….DO NOT INTERACT OR YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. The Patreon will consist of 3 tiers, ranging from $1-$10. The higher the tier, the more exclusive the benefits will be. Later this week, the page should be up and running, then I’ll start working on the Ko-fi page for commission requests. Let me know what kind of content you would like for me to release and I’ll place it on my charts. With that being said, thank you all so much and Stay Classy~~~.

[sof-writez]

Rewriting The Minecraft Movie because what the hell is that...

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I'm sure you've all seen the Minecraft Trailer at this point, who hasn't, honestly. Like everyone else, I feel absolutely disappointed, almost insulted by what the movie seems to be; a pointless cash grab for 6 year old's. 

The CGI looks cheap, the characters look incredibly out of place and why do the animals look like that? Why are they making them boxy and realistic at the same time ? With high resolution fur? it doesn't work. Who made Jason Momoa wear that goofy ahh fit? Why, just so many why’s.

It is possible to do a video game movie adaptation well, we've seen it last year with FNAF. And Sonic...to a degree.

FNAF It was original and yet it felt like it was made by fans for the fans. There were so many small references, things were left unanswered and it also incorporated elements of fan culture. There were guest appearances, fan theories, just features reflecting the fan culture around the game.

Minecraft on the other hand; Jesus. It feels incredibly surface level. Of course you cannot compare the intricacy of the FNAF lore to Minecraft , but I feel like in terms of fandom culture, Minecraft has a greater following and a long running history among the fans. The game is over a decade old after all so the fandom for sure deserves justice. 

Either way, complaints aside, my red flag is that I believe I can do the work of trained professionals better, so hey, why don't I rewrite the Minecraft movie? 

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I feel like there are 2 routes you can take with this. The fun one and the horror one.Let me explain;

The fun one, similarly to the trailer, is targeted at a younger demographic. I can see it being similar to the Jumanji reboot Movies. 

You have characters transported by some unexplained means into the Minecraft world. 

Like in the trailer, we will keep the main cast as they are; live action. Let's say, for easier production and promotion purposes. However, the scenery will have to change. It cannot be the usual Minecraft look since that would clash with the actors too much. It cannot be the movie look because it looks sloppy, i can't even quite explain why, it looks bad. Maybe because the bright colors clash with each other too much in comparison to the og Minecraft color scheme, where all the colors aren't trying to be so cheerful. 

(for comparasion)

But instead what we can do, and look, here's the first reference to Minecraft culture, is take inspiration from the many texture packs of Minecraft;

The actors would still stand out but it would look less artificial, less out of place.

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Back to the plot line, the characters in the game run around all panicky because night is coming, you know, like the classic game play everyone experienced. They slowly start figuring it out, in the process they (and audience simultaneously) get to explore the various biomes of this new world.

There can be references to the creatures and biomes we know, but they can mix it up with some new stuff, like bugs or animals that can be found in texture packs made by fans. 

In the process, they start seeing signs of life, ya know, holes that look suspiciously human, weapons, at the bottom of a deep hole.

They eventually find this person, his name is Steve. See where I'm going with this…

Steve explains that like them, he has been stuck in the game for a while.

We can throw in a nice little reference to the previous Minecraft versions as he describes how the Minecraft world has changed over the times he's been there. From the first simple version of Minecraft, to the recent version of Minecraft, new animals, biomes and all. Steve knows that the longer he stays there, the more the world develops and new potential threats appear. Steve also tells them that he thinks he knows how to get out of the game; by defeating the ender dragon, but he can't do it alone. Now, it transitions to almost a road trip movie, where they need to go through all the steps to find and defeat the ender dragon. 

To be fair, there's a very probable chance that i just described the plot of the Minecraft movie. It's the most cliche, predictable version. It's also somewhat true to Minecraft game plays.  But, I feel like the ‘fun’ movie should not include cliche dialogue and jokes made for 6 year olds.

Yes this might be a movie targeted at kids, but Minecraft also has a very popular and active adult fanbase. These people will go see the movie because it's also their childhood, and these very same people will also make hate videos on it, if this movie flops. So the older audience shouldn't be overlooked! They should be the target demographic of this movie!

Speaking of, we now move on to the horror version. 

This one is more for the adults than the kids now.

You know how many people say that after playing Minecraft on multiplayer, playing single player again feels frighteningly lonely. This would be based on that. So in this version, one single player appears in the Minecraft world.

Since most of the funds wouldn't go into casting A tier actors, they would go into the CGI of the world for example. In this version, you could tell multiple stories simultaneously,

For example different people spawning in different Minecraft biomes. You can have them struggle as they’re attacked, you can have panic as they appear in this lifeless silent world and try to make sense of it.

You can also take it a step further and introduce Minecraft villagers as these stagnant beings that don't really interact with the players until they’re provoked. There's a lot of horror potential there.

It could be backrooms-esque as the players find themselves in these infinite landscapes with no signs of life. For example they could be convinced they're in an enclosure since they can see the mountain's end and the ocean horizon cut short, but whenever they move forward, the front expands and the back vanishes again. 

You can try telling 2 stories from 2 different people's point of view but when they meet, their stories merge into one as they try and figure out where they are and most importantly how to get out together. You could make it a point to highlight how the 2 people were absolutely desperate to hear something, to just escape the drowning silence and when they meet, they’re both so spooked from the overbearing silence, they both make it a point to talk to each other as much as possible to just fill the void with something. 

You can then maybe introduce a third person who’s been there for longer or a lot shorter, how their new perspective would change the dynamic the 2 had developed. And together, again, they try to get out. 

You can maybe bring Minecraft witches in there, Have them be another threat they have to overcome or act as a guide. 

Enderman, zombies...

Maybe, as the minecraft lore suggests, the zombies were once Steves. The players then need to get out before they themselves turn into zombies. 

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So yes, this movie would also have a lot of potential as a horror or psychological thriller movie. 

All in all, It just depends on which demographic is more important for you. If you're more interested in producing another lifeless cash grab because you know the kids will go, buy the merch and get you money, or are you willing to put in the work and make a legitimately good movie. One that more than 1 demographic can enjoy. 

At the end of the day, maybe we're all haters, and if we look past…everything....we saw in the trailer, there will be a decent movie.

But, if what we saw in the trailer was their best of the best, i don't see it as being much of anything. 

[wiredlyrelatable]

WHAT THE PARTY!! (part-2)

He blushed for a second, giving her a side hug as they were sitting, says,

NIKHIL: ESHA...DUDE! YOU REMEMBER THAT, KEEPING YOUR MEMORY LOSS ASIDE. HOW CUTE!

She hits him on his shoulder after which he says,

NIKHIL: ESHA YESTERDAY AFTER OUR CONVERSATION I REALISED THAT I WAS AN ASSHOLE TO LET YOU LEAVE MY LIFE. NOW PUTTING ALL MY CONFUSION WHICH I HAD BEFORE, ASIDE I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I STILL....

ESHA: AH..ONE SECOND! I AM ACTUALLY REALLY HUNGRY. I WILL TAKE FEW MINUTES TO FRESHEN UP AND WILL MAKE SOMETHING IN THE KITCHEN OKAY?

After saying this she ran to the washroom and shut the door behind her when he laughs to himself saying,

NIKHIL: THIS IS SO ESHA. RUNNING AWAY FROM EVERYTHING!

She pulled a new brush out kept near the sink, uses it, washed her face and came out, changed her dress and wore one of his long t-shirt which fit her till her knees, walked to the kitchen and finds NIKHIL having his coffee standing in the balcony there. She finds a packet of bread and eggs there and asks him,

ESHA: ARE YOU OKAY WITH BREAD AND OMELETTE?

NIKHIL: YA THAT WORKS!

She takes the pan and makes everything in a few minutes after which he arrived behind her and takes the plates from her hands, outside, towards the dining table saying,

NIKHIL: YOU MADE IT SO I HAVE TO SERVE IT RIGHT?

Both of them laugh after which he feeds her his bread and says,

NIKHIL: JUST WANTED TO SHARE IT WITH YOU, LIKE THE OLD TIMES.

She doesn't say anything to it after which both of them have their brunch at 1 PM, sit in the hall when he asks,

NIKHIL: LET'S WATCH SOMETHING?

ESHA: AHH..BUT I AM HERE SINCE LAST NIGHT SO MAYBE IT'S BETTER I LEAVE NOW.

NIKHIL: SEE KEVIN AND TANYA HAVE GONE OUT MAYBE ON A DATE SO AFTER SHE COMES BACK HERE TO TAKE HER HAND BAG YOU BOTH CAN LEAVE TOGETHER. WHAT SAY?

ESHA: HMM...OKAY!

NIKHIL: SO OUR ALL TIME FAVOURITE MISMATCHED IS OKAY?

ESHA: OKAY COOL!

Both of them sit on the couch and start the season 1 of the series. They remember their memories as they watched it for the first time in their college days. She remembers how they meet in their college and how infront of the whole class he proposed to her in their second year after getting to know her in the first year. On the other hand, he thinks how he broke up with her in his old house, just because she became a bit busy in her work, her first job after college. He was so angry with her because she was unable to spend time with him so in anger he tried to pull her close to explain her something when she pushed him away from him after which he blocked her from his life like he did from all the apps of his phone which were used to contact people. He coming back to the present asks,

NIKHIL: YOU STILL FIND RISHI THE CUTIEST CHARACTER OF ALL OF THEM RIGHT?

She smiles saying,

ESHA: YA! LIKE YOU WERE AND STILL ARE MAYBE HEAD OVER HEELS FOR NAMRATA'S CHARACTER.

Both of them look at eachother and laugh when he says,

NIKHIL: I LIKED HER THAT MUCH BECAUSE SHE HAD ALL YOUR CHARACTER TRAITS. SHE IS YOUR PHOTO COPY, EXCEPT THAT SHE WAS A QUEER AND YOU ARE NOT.

She laughs and says,

ESHA: HA HA HA! VERY FUNNY!

After saying this as she looks at him he without laughing, coming close to her, on the couch and holding her hands says,

NIKHIL: ESHA! IT'S NOT FUNNY BECAUSE NOW I AM DEAD SURE THAT I REALLY LOVE YOU AND YOU ARE THE....

She stands up and moving away from him says,

ESHA: DON'T COMPLETE IT! I CAN'T HEAR IT AGAIN.

He stands up too and walking towards her says,

NIKHIL: BUT I AM SURE THIS TIME ESHA! LET'S GIVE THIS RELATIONSHIP ANOTHER CHANCE. COME ON!

She starts getting a bit panicky and says,

ESHA: I THINK I SHOULD LEAVE BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE HAPPENS. I WILL ACTUALLY CHANGE AND LEAVE.

The thunder sounds stricks with a few lightning inbetween the clouds and so does the rains start when he says,

NIKHIL: MAYBE THE RAIN GOD WANTS US TO FINISH THIS CONVERSATION.

She getting a bit annoyed and says,

ESHA: NIKHIL PLEASE! IT'S NOT FUNNY. I HAVE A CAR SO I CAN DRIVE.

He stops her from going inside the room to change saying,

NIKHIL: THAT'S NOT SAFE ESHA!

ESHA: WHY DO YOU CARE? I LEFT YOUR HOUSE THAT NIGHT AFTER OUR FIGHT DURING HEAVY RAINS SO I AM FINE WITH IT, OKAY?

NIKHIL: THAT'S WHY I AM NOT LETTING YOU GO THIS TIME.

She trying to move him away from her way saying,

ESHA: NOW IT'S TOO LATE NIKHIL.

NIKHIL: IT'S NEVER TOO LATE TO LOVE ESHA.

After saying this as she was trying to move him away, he picks her up and taking her away from the room towards the couch there without listening to her puts her on the couch and holds her hands behind her, when she says,

ESHA: NIKHIL STOP IT! WE ARE NOT KINDS ANYMORE. LET ME GO. LEAVE MY HANDS!

NIKHIL: ESHA I LOVE YOU! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?

ESHA: I DON'T WANT TO SEE ANYTHING ANYMORE. GET OFF ME!

NIKHIL: YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO RUNAWAY FROM EVERYTHING, EVERYTIME OKAY?

ESHA: JUST SHUT UP AND FUCK OFF!

He held both her hands under her and held both her cheeks with his hands, made her look into his eyes, kissed her forehead after which he comes close to kiss her lips and as their nose touch eachother, she starts getting scared and breathing heavily, continued saying,

ESHA: NIKHIL I CAN'T DO THIS. I AM NOT ABLE TO BREATH. JUST GO AWAY!

He after hearing that moves away from her when she turns to the other side, starts breathing heavily and to herself says,

ESHA: ESHA IT'S OKAY! IT'S OKAY! CALM DOWN!

He crawls, sits beside her and says,

NIKHIL: I AM SORRY! YOU NEVER USED TO GET PANIC ATTACKS BEFORE RIGHT?

She doesn't say anything when he brings few tissues from the kitchen and starts wiping her sweat saying,

NIKHIL: I DIDN'T MEAN TO DO THIS. I AM REALLY SORRY. I WILL DROP YOU HOME IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE NOW.

ESHA: WATER?

He brings a glass of water and as she completes drinking it, she says,

ESHA: I AM FINE! THIS KEEPS HAPPENING TO ME ONCE IN A WHILE.

NIKHIL: FROM WHEN?

ESHA: AHH..ACTUALLY..

NIKHIL: I NEED TO KNOW THIS ESHA PLEASE.

ESHA: THE NEXT MORNING AFTER OUR BREAKUP, MOM AND DAD HAD A HUGE FIGHT AT HOME AFTER WHICH THEY HAVE DECIDED TO DIVORCE EACHOTHER AND THEN WENT BACK TO THEIR RESPECTIVE LIVES, LEAVING ME RIGHT THERE ALL ALONE IN THAT HOUSE FULL OF HAUNTING MEMORIES OF OURS AND THEIR SEPARATION TOO. THEY TILL DATE SEND THEIR RESPECTIVE SHARE OF LOVE IN THE FORM OF POCKET MONEY TO ME SO THAT I SURVIVE ALL ALONE WITHOUT THEIR NEED. OBVIOUSLY I DIDN'T HAVE MANY FRIENDS THEN AS YOU ALREADY KNOW SO I TRIED CALLING YOU AND AFTER A FEW CALLS I REALISED THAT I WAS BLOCKED FROM YOUR LIFE SO DIDN'T SHARE THIS WITH ANYONE TILL DATE THAT IS THE REASON THESE ATTACKS KEEP COMING WHEN I AM GENERALLY TOO STRESSED IN RELATIONSHIP MATTERS.

NIKHIL: OH SHIT! FUCK FUCK! I WAS NOT THERE FOR YOU WHEN YOU NEEDED ME THE MOST. AH...I HATE MYSELF FOR THIS.

She puts her hand on his shoulder and says,

ESHA: I KNEW YOU WOULD SAY THIS THAT IS THE REASON I DIDN'T WANT YOU TO KNOW ALL THIS.

He looks at her, holds her hands and says,

NIKHIL: YOU WERE WITH ME IN ALL MY WORST DAYS BUT I LIKE AN IDIOT DITCHED YOU WHEN YOU NEEDED ME THE MOST.

ESHA: NIKHIL IT'S OKAY! RELAX! IT'S THE PAST NOW RIGHT?

NIKHIL: I GET IT BUT I WANTED TO BE THERE.

ESHA: I AM FINE NOW! PUT THAT GUILT OF YOURS AWAY NOW.

NIKHIL: OKAY FINE!

ESHA: SO, YOU ARE OKAY NOW?

NIKHIL: MAYBE I SHOULD BE THE ONE ASKING THAT RIGHT?

Both of them look at eachother and laugh after which he asks,

NIKHIL: ICE-CREAM IN THE RAIN?

ESHA: LIKE OLD TIMES. SURE!

Both of them change, sit in his car, pick their ice-cream flavours from a roadside cycle, enjoyed it with, the music, the rain drops on the window, the cool breeze which hit their face, danced in the car with their hand moves, had a lot of conversations, changed their driving seat inbetween and finally in the evening at 7 PM they go back to his place where in the parking lot both of them hug eachother for a minute, after which she walks towards her car to leave when she turning behind asks,

ESHA: ARE YOU UNBLOCKING ME NOW?

He smiles saying,

NIKHIL: DONE IT ALREADY!

Both of them smile and wave a, 'BYE!' to eachother as she drives outside the gate to her place.

[strwbrymlkshake]

hello my evil and malicious besties <3

[margalitarry]

ahh okay I’m not the best at these but maybe something heavy angst where Harry is being an ass after reader was trying to help him with something maybe and says “don’t bother coming to the show I don’t want you there” and so reader doesn’t go and instead goes out and has a blast with friends maybe a good guy bff and then harry realizes she actually doesn’t come and yeah. I’m sorry that sounds so messy and wack😅 but maybe a happy ish ending ?

cruel summer | h.s

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i'm drunk in the back of the car

and i cried like a baby coming home from the bar

said 'i'm fine' but it wasn't true

i don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you

warnings: drinking, cursing

word count: 2.0k

notes: here you go!! i really liked this idea a lot, sorry it took it minute to get out also kinda a long one but i really like how it turned out

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you stacked more items than you should've on top of each other, getting prepared for harry's show tonight. you turned the corner with your hands full, bumping into a tall figure causing you to drop a bottle of glitter all over the supplies and floor.

"jesus fuck!" harry yelled, looking down at himself covered in fine glitter.

"i'm sorry! i didn't mean to!" you panicky apologized.

"watch where you're going then maybe!" harry snapped.

"i said i'm sorry! i didn't know you were gonna be there!" you continued to apologize.

"like i said, watch where you're fucking going then! this shit is everywhere!"

"why are you suddenly so upset, i obviously didn't mean to drop a bottle of glitter!" you snapped back, confused by his sudden burst. he had been fine all day, happier if anything. he loved preforming madison square garden, which is where he was headed tonight.

"yeah well now i have fucking glitter everywhere! you've always gotta do something don't you!"

"what do i 'always' do? what are you even talking about right now?" you asked, you were genuinely confused more so upset by harry's outburst.

"fuck something up! you know what don't even bother coming to the fucking show tonight. don't want you to fuck something else up. now if you wouldn't mind, i'm gonna go shower to get this shit off!" harry shouted, making your stomach drop as he told you to not come to his show.

you always went to his shows.

he stormed off into the bathroom, locking the door. you stood there like a deer in headlights for almost three minutes. you cleaned up the glitter best you could before heading back over to your own apartment; thankful new york was your home in this moment.

you called your best friend once you got in the car; you knew you were about to profusely sob if you didn't.

"hello? y/n?"

"hey theo, are you doing anything right now?" you asked him, tears filling your eyes as you pulled out of the hotel.

"uh- no. why is everything okay? you sound sad."

"harry told me not to come to his fucking show tonight over the stupidest thing. do you want to come over please?"

"yeah of course! i'll head there now, is that good?"

"i'm like twenty minutes away so we'll meet around the same time. see you."

you hung up before he could say goodbye, wanting to be in your own silence. theo was your best friend since highschool, being the one you originally lived with when you moved to new york at first. he was always there for you, and you did the same for him.

you and theo had never dated, and neither of you ever crossed that line. yet harry hated him, it pissed him off when you were around him. it was even worse the time you brought him to one of harry's shows.

you pulled up to your apartments and see through waiting outside your door on the steps. he stands up and hugs you immediately taking note of your red, puffy face.

"hey it's good let's go inside." he told you as he separated the hug letting you unlock the door.

you groan loudly as you sit down on the couch looking at your best friend who sat down next to you.

"i don't even know what happened! i accidentally bumped into him and dropped fine glitter everywhere and he got pissed off!" you explained

"maybe he just was having one of those days, we should take your mind off him just for the night. you need a harry-free night anyways!" theo told you, trying to amp you up and distract you.

"you know what? you're totally fucking right, it's been forever since it was just you and i bar hopping!"

"there you go, how about i'll go back and shower and shit and i'll pick you up at 7?" he asked you.

"okay! see you soon!" you agreed; giving him another hug before he left your apartment.

you took a shower yourself, having to get glitter of yourself you didn't even realize you had on. you applied some concealer under your eyes followed by eyeshadow primer. you proceeded to paint your eyes with a bright red look, complimenting your skin tone. you even had the time to paint your fingernails a matching red.

you spent the last twenty minutes you had picking out something to wear, you couldn't decide until you pulled a pair of red flare pants. you picked a simple white crop top and white platforms to complete the look.

you got ready just a few minutes before seven, with theo being on right on time. he wore a simple white button down, slightly unbuttoned of course, with jeans. you opened the door before he could even knock, just wanting to go out already.

you both walked to your guys favorite bar, you spent your 21st there and have always gone there together whenever you were in town. it was a small little dive bar in a basement, but it was comfortable. the people treated you normally and it was never very crowded.

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harry styles was freaking out.

you weren't anywhere to be seen at his show, and no one had checked you in. he didn't realize you actually weren't gonna come to his show, and wanted to punch himself for telling you that.

he tried ringing your phone with only ten minutes before he had to be onstage, but you didn't pick up. he proceeded to try texting you a few times.

"can you please call?"

"i didn't mean what i said to you. i'm sorry"

"just text me back soon please."

harry tried to call you one last time before he had to be transported under the stage. you didn't pick up, leaving harry styles very sad despite the roaring crowd that was around him.

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it was nearly ten at night before you looked at your phone and acknowledged the world outside of you. you looked at harry's now multiple texts and missed calls, not feeling too guilty about missing his show.

you were relaxed for once, not worried about absolutely anything. you and theo were out for almost three hours; while it started out a chill night you were both now a lost count of drinks in.

while you were out, harry came back to your apartment. he knocked on the door that held him between the empty apartment.

"fucking hell" harry mumbled to himself and he continued to knock and pulled out his phone to see if you had texted him back.

he had almost stood there for ten minutes before he took an extra key he had to your apartment and opened the door himself. he was stressed out, and worried about you.

harry looks around the dark apartment, turning on a few lights to reveal your missing presence. now harry was really worried.

he noticed a familiar red hoodie laying on your sofa, none others than your best friends. he took it in his hands as he audibly groaned loudly. not only was harry worried, he was now slightly pissed off. you ditched him and his show for wherever you were with theo.

so he called theo.

"hey man!" theo picked up, slurring his words. hearing his drunk voice only made harry's anxiety worsen.

"hey, is y/n with you? haven't heard from her in hours."

"yeah, i just don't think that's a good idea right now man."

"is she with you right now?"

"she's in the bathroom right now, probably throwing up." theo said, making harry pissed off as he talked to him. the boy was your best friend, but did a shit job at being one.

"and you didn't think to check on her? where are you guys, i'm picking her up."

"no man i really don't think that's a good idea right now."

"theo. tell me where you and my girlfriend are."

"the charhouse off of 83rd jesus fuck!"

harry hung up the phone before anything else could be said. taking the red hoodie with him out the door, throwing it out once he got downstairs.

he speeded to the dive bar you were at, it wasn't a far drive whatsoever but harry didn't want to try and walk you back. he didn't even know if you'd get in his car.

harry walked into the bar, noticing theo talking to a younger group of women at the bar. he rolled his eyes as he walked over, a few of the girls gasping at the sight of harry styles.

"where is she?" harry immediately asked theo, not wasting time.

"i dont fucking know! in the bathroom!"

harry took every piece of patience he had left to not deck theo in the face, although the thought was so enjoyable. he walked away from the bar and towards the bathrooms. he was really hoping you were in the bathroom, because he just walked into the womens bathrooms.

you gasped at the sight of a male walking in, and then even more at the sight of the man being harry.

harry caught sight of your red, teary, drunken face and immediately let all of his emotions turn into guilt.

"why are you here?" you both said at the same time, harry's tone being of concern and your tone being of confusion.

"i was worried as fuck about you! no show at my concert, no texts back, not at your apartment, still didn't text me back!" harry talked first, slightly ranting more than he wanted too.

"i'm right here! you can go home now!" you yelled at him, cracking your voice due to your tears.

"no no, not without you. come on it's nearly eleven at night and your obviously not in a state to be out at a bar right now."

"i'm fine, i don't need you up my ass! or anyone for that matter!" you yelled again, stumbling for your lost balance as harry grabbed your arms.

"y/n. you can hardly walk right now love. please just let me take you home."

you began to cry harder than before. as pissed off as you both were you looked at each other with pure love. you just wished today could've restarted. harry just wanted you to be safe.

harry hugged you as you drunkenly cried into his arms, rubbing your back in circles and letting the music and sobs become a new silence.

"it's okay, just let me take you home." harry whispered, pleading at this point.

you nodded in his arms, separating the hug. he wrapped an arm around you and helped you walk out of the bar. you made eye contact with theo who was still surrounded by the younger girls causing a few tears to fall.

harry opened your door and helped you into the bar, even as far as buckling you up so you wouldn't have to do anything. he sighed of relief as he closed your door.

"i wish i would've came to you tonight" you said to harry once he sat in the car. your words didn't make sense but he knew you were referring to his concert.

"it's okay love, let's not worry about that. i told you to not come, it's absolutely not your fault. i wish you were there too though" harry reassured you.

"you're just so good for me and i don't understand!" you cried, not sobering up whatsoever.

"trust and believe you're way too good for me y/n. i'll always be here for you."

"i love you. isn't that the worst thing you've ever heard?" you asked harry.

"it's the most beautiful thing i could ever hear from anybody."

[allywritesforfun]

ahh congrats on the milestone my love!!!!!!! I'm so glad you're getting the recognition you absolutely deserve!!

could I please request cc!wilbur x shy/socially anxious reader meeting his friends or family and he can see their leg bouncing or them fiddling with their hands nervously or being all shaky (yk just like nerves) and him taking their hands and they stop shaking OR LIKE YOU KNOW WHEN THEY PLACE THEIR HAND ON YOUR LEG SO IT STOPS BOUNCING OMG IT'S SO PURE <3

take your time, I hope this request is ok! :)

jsahhh stop I cannot stop thinking about this!! thank you so much for requesting it means a lot to me! <333

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{Bashful} Wilbur Soot x Shy!Reader

pronouns: not mentioned

word count: 933

trigger warning: anxiety, leg bouncing

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“I didn't think you meant right now!” You huffed out, leaning back in the seat of the car.

“Well what did you think I meant?” Your new boyfriend, Wilbur asked you.

You two have been dating a little over a month now and Wilbur brought up how he wanted you to meet his parents before the holidays. He made a great point about him wanting you to be there but it would be super awkward if that was your first time meeting them. He brought this up not less than five minutes ago and he has already turned the car around to stop by.

“I thought you meant like later this week!” You explained. “I’m not ready to meet them today! I haven't taken a shower in a couple hours, this definitely is not what I want to be wearing when I meet them, and I’m all panicky!”

“There’s no need to panic, Love,” Wilbur took his left hand off the steering wheel and took yours, giving it a gentle squeeze. “They are the most easy-going parents that you will ever meet. It won't take long. Twenty minutes tops, we are just popping in and saying ‘hello’.”

You shook your head, enjoying the comfort from his hand, “You don't understand! I get really anxious at stuff like this! I’m not the best at first impressions.”

“Don't say that!” he begged. “You made such a great first impression on me that I had to ask you out! I do understand your nerves y/n. I think right now is a great time to do it! You don't have much time to get into your head about it and it will all be done and over with!”

You sighed, knowing that his logic made perfect sense. You agreed to go ahead with his plan, even though he was already more than halfway there. At the door was when you felt the most nerves. It was an idea until now. Now it was really happening. Wilbur already knocked at the door and there was no turning the clocks back.

Who you assumed to be Wilbur’s mum opened the door, “Wilbur!” She happily exclaimed, opening the door to its fullest extent, “I didn't think that you would be here today.”

“Hi, Mum!” He replied, stepping off to the side to reveal you more. You didn't realize that you unconsciously moved behind his frame until now. “Me and my partner were in the area so we decided to stop in and say hello!”

“Oh I’m sorry!” She opened her arms, inviting you to give her a hug. You looked at Wilbur, who quickly urged you on before it became awkward. “Wilbur has gotten so tall that he towers over everyone! I didn't see you at first! Come in before you get too cold!”

You smiled at her while backing away from the hug. She turned her back to you and walked inside. You stood frozen, still calming down from what just happened. You felt Wilbur place a warm hand on your shoulder, “You’re doing great! That wasn't so bad now was it?”

You shook your head and followed his mum inside. She was telling you about how many good things that Wilbur has said about you and all of the funny stories he told. You laughed along and didn't say much. She seemed like she already knew so much about you that you didn't have an idea of what to say.

“Come sit down at the table! Anywhere you’d like! Wilbur’s father and sisters are gone somewhere so it’s just us three. Hope that doesn’t bother you!” Wilbur’s mum explained.

You smiled, “No, not at all. Thank you!”

“I’ve been dying to get some time with you to get to know you better! Wilbur puts you on top of the world and I knew I had to meet you soon!”

You smiled and played with your hands under the table. You were thinking of a response but it was hard to think of anything over the loudness of your heart beating way faster than it should be.

You felt a large hand over your leg, slowly moving down your knee and up to your mid thigh. Wilbur started talking about something with his mum, but you couldn't focus on what he was saying, you only words and struggled to make sense out of them.

You didn't notice that your leg was bouncing so fast that it was jiggling the table from the vibrations. Wilbur kept his slow pace- up and down his hand moved until your leg came to a slow stop.

“What about you, Love?” Wilbur asked, causing you to blush at the pet name. “Do you think Kraft macaroni and cheese is better than homemade mac and cheese?”

You shrugged, “It depends who makes it. One of my aunts made homemade mac and cheese with nacho cheese and it was disgusting, but the littleler boys loved it.”

“My Mum makes the best homemade mac and cheese,” Wilbur praised.

You looked over at her, “Is that so? I’ll have to give it a try sometime.”

She excitedly nodded and bit the side of her lip, “It is approaching dinner time and I do have the ingredients to make it…” She trailed off, softening her eye contact. “I can make some right now if you’d like.”

You looked over at Wilbur who gave you back an interested smile, “We have the time if you wanna try it.”

You grabbed his hand from your thigh and squeezed it, looking back at his mum, “I would love to try some.”

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[stormblessed95]

This isn’t really an ask, but I have to get these thoughts off my chest…I keep thinking about how much sense it makes that they were going to take this break in 2020.

It would have been their 7th year, and we know what that number means for them. Not to mention “We Are Bulletproof: The Eternal” literally sounds like a goodbye song — or if not goodbye, at least a career-culminating song of immense gratitude. I mean they literally say “we got to heaven.”

And then the world changed, and no wonder they were so sad that they missed that tour — it was going to be it for them, at least in some ways. And they knew we needed them in that moment, and so they picked themselves up and pivoted, and they brought joy and wisdom and heart and fucking content for the next year and a half straight, worked their absolute asses off, made it to way more people (and got subsequently judged and hated on by more people) than ever. And now, the break isn’t just convenient or good timing or well-deserved — it’s something some of them seem to desperately need on a visceral level.

If we’re being honest, we knew that Dynamite and Butter and PTD sounded… different. Good, but different. We knew they were losing a bit of their direction, and I think that’s worse for some of them than others, based on what they value most (ex: Joon and Yoongi, as lyricists, are heartbroken by not being able to be as authentic as they want, Jimin on the other hand is made for the stage, so most likely, anything that puts him there is enough for him). So instead of burning themselves out, flaming out spectacularly on the world stage, they consciously and carefully planned out this beautiful stepping away, complete with a crap ton of extra content, and new music, and all this shit they really didn’t have to do but they’re them, so of course they did.

If we’re really fans, we HAVE to let them have this. We have to loosen our iron grip and step the fuck back, and say thank you by letting them LIVE. People are going back and forth — debating whether this is the end, or whether we should take their word for it that they’ll be back (sidenote: when have they ever lied?). But it doesn’t matter whether this is permanent or not — they gave their whole youth up for BTS. They sacrificed like nobody’s fucking business, even two years after they thought they would.

Let’s be grateful for once? Maybe? Grieving is cool, but let’s not be angry, or paranoid, or panicky. If all that they’ve been is all they’ll ever be, it was more than enough. And we know them — it won’t be.

Namjoon said that he’s living in the best possible reality, out of all the realities in the multiverse. Let’s take this opportunity to work on ourselves and make sure that’s true for our own lives as well? Make them proud? Idk. What are your thoughts on the whole thing, Stormblessed, now that I’ve written a novel? Lol.

Thank you for being a steady and calm (mostly when ppl aren’t trying your patience at least 😂) voice of reason and being an OT7 true fan. You’re the best of us, for sure.

Ahh hi, thank you for the kind words! They are so appreciated! And I do try to be calm for the most part lol! If you see my post about car sharing later today and I'm possibly slightly cranky, well I tried my best. But I'm low on sleep. Lmfao my kids don't sleep on vacation apparently 😂 I shared my thoughts over the news of their break and focus on solo work yesterday as well. And I feel even more firm in my belief that this is good for them and I'm excited to see where they go from here after Joons letter and JKs vlive. Spoiler alert, I basically fully agree with you.

Thank you so much for sharing. I'm glad you feel comfortable doing so here 😊

I've also had a few people DM to ask if I'm going to keep going with the blog, so in case anyone else is wondering. The answer is yes. I am not going anywhere. I'll be here supporting all 7 members solo albums and projects. As well as continuing my post series here. Including my Jikook timelines, my Duo Dynamics posts, my DVD commentaries, my run bts posts, etc etc. Lol I've got a lot of "in progress" stuff here. So no worries, I'm here to stay for a while.

[ticklish-n-stuff]

hey 👀 hey sakura 👀

you should write lee!rui ler!akito because lately they have been in my mind. it would be so cute if it were akito getting rui back for all the times hes tickled him, and trying to find his worse spot while hes at it!!

Tickletober day 25: Revenge

OMG ANGIE LET ME KISS YOU!💖💖💖💖💖

PLS I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH, THANK YOU FOR FEEDING MY LEE RUI OBSESSION!

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Rui x Akito (romantic)

Lee: Rui

Ler: Akito

Warnings: Tickles!

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Akito swears up and down that he's dating the biggest tickle monster in existance, always finding himself at the mercy of his fingertips not like he minds it. The ginger had enough of his boyfriend's silly antics, it was time to fight back!

One day while Rui was standing over at his desk, working away on one of his robots, Akito snuck up behind him, hugging him from behind.

"Hehe, what's with the sweet gesture?" Rui asked, still focused on his robot to notice the mischevious smirk on Akito's face.

"Am I not allowed to hug my boyfriend? Anyways, consider this my sweet revenge~".

"Revenge- Pfft! Ahahahahaha!!" before Rui could finish his question he was interrupted by his own laughter. He dropped his invention a a pair of tickly hands scribbled up and down his sides. "A-Ahahakito! Whyhyhy?!" he whined out cutely as he tried to protect his sensitive sides.

"You're always tickling me! I thought it was about time I returned the favor~" Akito then proceeded to squeeze at his hips.

"EEP!" Rui squealed as he went crumbling down to the floor with Akito quickly taking a seat across his waist.

"Don't think you're getting away so easily! Now, where's the spot that'll REALLY get you laughing, hmm~?" Akito asked with a smug grin as he randomly poked all over his boyfriend's tummy.

"N-noHOwhere! Ehehehehe!" Rui giggled out hysterically as he tried grabbing Akito's hands, but he was too fast for him.

"I don't believe you" Akito then wormed his fingers up to his ribs, noticing how his laugh started to sound a bit panicky. "Oh? Am I getting closer to a good spot~?" Akito's evil grin sent chills down Rui's spine, his cheeks growing flushed by the second. The ginger then moved his fingers up to his armpits, lightly scratching at the tickle spot.

"GYAH! AKITO NAHAHAHAHA!" Rui instantly threw his head back in laughter as he squeezed his arms down as tight as he could, but that only left Akito's fingers stuck there, wiggling away at the dreaded spot.

"Aww what's wrong? Can't take what you dish out~?" Akito cooed down at him, causing his boyfriend to squeal in laughter. His eyes were all crinkled shut and his smile was so bright it could leave anyone blind. And let's not forget his beautiful, obnoxious laughter. Akito couldn't help but blush a bit at the sight of his boyfriend laughing himself silly, but that didn't stop him from being a tease. "Ahh tickle tickle tickle~!".

"AHAHAKITO! PLEHEHE-AHAHAHAHAHA!" Rui would try to beg him to stop (not like he wanted him to but he was too ticklish for his own good, the poor baby) but would just end up drowning in his laughter all over again, and the teasing made it even better worse.

Noticing how his laughter was getting all wheezy, Akito decided to show him some mercy. Slipping his hands out of Rui's armpits, brushing his messed up hair out of his face. Rui panted as if he had done some crazy stunt, the occasional giggle still slipping out of him. He opened his eyes only to be met by Akito's own dorky smile admiring him, which only caused his cheeks to get redder.

"Now that wasn't so bad~" Akito teased as he stuck his tongue out at him, causing Rui to roll his eyes.

"Oho yeah? Then shall I give you some tickles~?" Rui teasingly wiggled his fingers towards Akito, causing him to blush.

"N-not if I get you first!" Akito yelled as he attacked Rui's sides once again.

"Ahh!! Hahahahaha! Y-you're ohon!" through his bouts of laughter, Rui retaliated by tickling at Akito's stomach. They both laughed and rolled all over the floor trying to out tickle the other. In the end they both ended up cuddling close to each other all exhausted, bickering over who was the superior tickle monster.

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I had so much fun writing this, AkiRui is such a chaotic pair~ lol

[15hachimitsu]

Precious Stone Event Mini-Story: Edible

Featured Characters:

Kirishima Koya

Miyase Go

Kirishima: *crunch crunch*

Miyase: hm hm hm~♪ I'm cleaning, I'm cleaning~♪ ...eh?

Kirishima: *crunch crunch*

Miyase: Kirishima-san, if you're hungry, please just tell me...!

Kirishima: Huh? What's got you all panicky?

Kirishima: Ahh, you wanna have some, Miyase?

Miyase: Have some... that's a rock, right?

Kirishima: Yeah. Looks like one but it's just chocolate. "Chocorocks" have been around for a long time, y'know.

Miyase: ...!

Miyase: I apologize for jumping to conclusions.

Kirishima: I don't get it but, it's not fun when you're running on empty. (1)

Miyase: Thank you for the treat.

Notes:

( 1 ) 草生える is slang for おもしろい, which means "fun" or "interesting". Kirishima used its negative form, so I went with "not fun" and "running on empty" as a metaphor for "hungry / empty stomach" (ハラが減った). Which probz explains him giving Miyase some of his chocorocks.

[hyunjinspark]

very random panicky thing but i have to apply to uni soon and I’m kinda panicky on what i should major so I’m asking the age old question of what’s your major and if u have any advice 💿

ahh !! haha. im majoring in my masters for art direction and branding. i think it really depends on the kind of school you wanna go it, what you want to work as (your dream job) and then figuring out the best way to get there ? that’s how i realized what i want to specialise in and what interested me 🥺