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Hey Mae! How are you, lovely?
Congrats on 8K! You deserve it đ«¶
Can I request a hot cocoa with poly!wolfstar and the fuzzy socks prompt, pretty please?
Thanks and I hope you have a good day/night!
Thank you angel! And thanks to Elle for the inspiration for this haha (ie Sirius being a menace) :)
poly!wolfstar x fem!reader ⥠364 words
âStay away from me,â you warn, while Sirius advances with a menacing grin and an outstretched hand.Â
He shuffles his new socks on the carpet, building static electricity.Â
âSirius,â Remus chides halfheartedly as he tries to find a decent film for you all to watch, âyouâre a wizard. You can make zaps whenever you want.âÂ
âOh, come on, Moony. Iâd think youâd be happy Iâm taking an interest in muggle science.â He touches you on your knee, and you yelp at the shock, batting him away. Sirius grins in amazement.Â
âNot very advanced science,â you mutter.Â
He winks. âWe all have to start somewhere, babe. Moons, you could try too, since weâre matching.âÂ
He reaches over to tickle the bottom of Remusâ own fuzzy sock. Your boyfriend nearly jumps, pulling his feet back onto the couch like heâs been shocked, too.
âWe arenât matching,â he says firmly.Â
âNo, but nearly. Mine are a much nicer color.âÂ
You smile as Remus rolls his eyes. By buying the boys almost-matching pairs of fuzzy socks after you found how much you liked your own, youâd inadvertently furthered Siriusâ years-long agenda of trying to get Remus (and now you) to match outfits with him. Despite your taller boyfriendâs grumblings, though, you know heâs really enjoying the socks as well as you and Sirius are (well, possibly none of you are enjoying them as much as Sirius). Remusâ are a darkish, forest green, Siriusâ are red (only because theyâd been out of black, but he seems to have interpreted this as some sort of competition between his color and Remusâ), and yours are a pretty blue.Â
âI told you, I only picked green because it goes so well with his jumpers,â you say.Â
âI think itâs very nice, dovey.â Remus pulls you closer, tucking you up against his side. âSirius, settle down. Weâre going to watch Itâs a Wonderful Life.â
âUgh,â Sirius groans, but he flops down on the couch beside you, never liking to be left out of a cuddle. When he cozies up to you, though, his knee brushes yours, and you both gasp as he shocks you. âFuckâsorry, doll. How do I turn this shit off?â
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hii i love your writing soo much your so talented!! could you write eddie and reader fake dating (their both best friends btw) and their doing this because it was eddieâs idea to make chrissy jealous but secretly the reader is in love with eddie and when eddie finally gets with chrissy the reader distance her self from eddie and eddie realizes that chrissyâs not what he expected and at the end eddie and reader gets together itâs a bit long sorryyy thank youuuđ«¶đ«¶đ«¶đ«¶
cw: hurt/comfort
You won't lie, you've been crushing on Eddie since long before you even became friends. So when he suggests that the two of you fake date, you jump at the chance, because if you can't actually date him at least, you'll know what it's like.
He's doing it to get Chrissy's attention and you can't even be mad at him because Chrissy is sweet and pretty and you unfortunately totally understand the appeal. And the worse part of it all, you think, is that they would actually look so cute together.
You always see them giggling in the hall and you don't even know why Eddie needs you. You wish he would leave you out of it, but you agree because he's your best friend and you're madly in love with him. You'll do anything for him and you're surprised that he doesn't ever use that to advantage. That man has you wrapped around his finger and he's so totally oblivious to it.
The whole thing is pathetic, actually. Because after the whole arrangement is over, Eddie will hopefully have a girlfriend, but what do you get? The satisfactory of a job well done? That doesn't exactly seem fair to you, but you suppose it's what you deserve for being a coward and not telling Eddie how felt when you had a chance.
"Act like you love me. She's coming," Eddie commands, pulling you out of your thoughts. Little does he know that you're not acting.
He grabs hold of your waist and pulls you closer to him, whispering compliments to you as he plays with your hair. And you hate how much you're eating it up because absolutely none of it real. You think he should be an actor because the way he's speaking sounds so genuine that you almost believed him at first.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see Chrissy approaching the two of you, her signature bright smile on her face and Eddie's totally going to blow the whole thing because of how obvious he is. The way he looks at her as if she's hung the moon is borderline pathetic.
"Hey guys," she greets and you turn to her, not even having to fake your smile because you actually genuinely like Chrissy. She's nothing but a sweetheart and she's one of the few girls at school that you would consider one of your friends.
"Hey," you smile back.
"I'm having a party tomorrow night and I was wondering if you guys wanted to come," she says and you have to be the one to reply since Eddie seems to be hypnotized by the girl.
"We'll be there," you tell her and her smile brightens.
"Perfect," she nods and then heads down the hallway. As soon as she's out of earshot, you turn to Eddie, smacking him on the shoulder.
"Ow," he winces, turning to glare at you. "What was that for?"
"Could you be any more obvious? I swore I could see you drooling."
"I wasn't drooling," his eyes narrow even more.
"Well you might as well have been. Come over tonight because clearly we have a lot to practice." Eddie rolls his eyes but agrees, especially because he always ends up at your house almost every night anyway.
You pace back and forth in your room, feeling nervous to see Eddie for the first time in your life. You can't believe you actually suggested that you practice. You don't exactly know what you meant but that, but all you cant think about now is roleplaying being a couple and that makes you anxious for some reason.
The door to your room opens and there Eddie is, looking like he walked straight out of your dreams and you honestly can't seem to pull your eyes from him. You hope that he doesn't notice, but also know Eddie's always so caught up in his own head that he doesn't notice little things like that.
"So," he sighs as he sits down on your bed and you hate how you're imagining yourself straddling his laps, kissing him stupid, only stopping so you both can catch your breath before going in for more. You know it won't happen, but a girl can dream.
You sit next to him and even though you've sat this close more times than you can count, your heart is suddenly pounding in your chest and you really hope that Eddie can't hear it.
"What did you want to practice?" He asks and you wonder when his face got so close to yours. You can see every single detail on his face, those damn Bambi eyes and his pretty lashes that he can bat and get you to do anything he asks. His pretty, pink lips that you so desperately want to kiss. His hair that you're itching to run your fingers through.
"Let's roleplay," you reply, thinking on the spot since you didn't actually plan anything out and were just pulling things out of your ass.
"Roleplay?" He asks then a smirk plays on his lips. "Kinky, I like it," he winks and you feel your face flush. He always knows what to say to embarrass you and you hate it.
"Shut up," you shove his shoulder. "You know that's not what I mean."
"Relax, babe. I'm not kink shaming if that's what you're thinking."
"Can you be serious for once in your life?"
"Sorry, sorry," he apologizes as his face softens. "I was just trying to lighten the mood since you seem so tense. What's got you so worked up?"
You, you want to tell him. You're so close to laying it all out on the table and tell him the truth. That thinking about him being with Chrissy is breaking your heart and that you're the one he should be with. But you know you have no right to tell him who he should or shouldn't date, so you stay quiet.
Eddie can see that you're staring at his lips and he just smiles at you, finally catching onto why you invited him over. He's surprised he didn't see it sooner. He kind of feels like an idiot for not catching on as quickly as he should have.
"I see what this is about," he smirks knowingly and he can't help but chuckle when he sees your eyes bug out.
"You do?" You ask with a gulp and he doesn't know why you're so nervous. It's just a kiss and nothing else.
"Of course." He's laughing now and you want the floor to swallow you whole. "You think we should practice kissing."
That's not at all what you had in mind, but there's no way you can tell him he was wrong. And you're also not going to miss an opportunity to kiss him.
"And I agree," he nods, leaning even closer, this closest he's ever been to you that doesn't include cuddling.
He slowly reaches up to cup your cheek, gently rubbing along it with his thumb as his eyes bore into yours. Your heart pounds in your chest as you lean closer to him. your eyes fluttering closed as you do so.
"Tell if I do something you don't like," he says softly and you almost shiver as you feel his breath fan across your lips. All you can do is nod and you feel him keep your head steady as he cradles your head in his hands.
Eddie's lips capture yours and your hands rest on his thighs, scooting closer to him as your brain short circuits. You can't believe that this is happening, and the thing is, you don't even care if it's not real. You're just so caught up in him that it doesn't even matter.
He pulls away before you're ready and you can't help but stare down at his kiss bitten lips, deciding that you could do that for hours and never get bored of how his hands and mouth are so gentle with you.
But you want him to be a little more rough. You want him to stick his tongue into your mouth, to nip at your bottom lip, to give you a hickey that's damn near impossible to cover up with make up.
Eddie wants to stop there before he gets carried away, but he can see how hungry you are for more. You look like you want to devour him and who's he to tell you no?
"I think we should practice a little more," he says and you're nodding enthusiastically.
"I agree," you continue to nod and Eddie smiles as he leans in again, more rough this time and he can't help but notice how your fingers are digging into his skin through his jeans.
His hands move to your neck and his thumbs rest on your jaw, tilting your head back as he licks into your mouth, his tongue tangling with yours and in one swift motion, he moves you so that you're straddling his waist. Your hands are in his hair and if it goes any farther, you'll be at the point of no return.
Eddie's hand move down to your waist and slowly travel up your shirt, but they stop, resting on the small of your back, deciding not to go any higher even though he really wants to. He has to remind himself that it's just kissing and nothing more.
You both pull away when you're out of breath and in that moment, Eddie's not thinking about Chrissy at all. He's thinking about you and how pretty and sweet you are. And how he wants to spend the rest of the night right there, kissing you until the early hours of the morning then cuddling in your bed, fully intending on staying there for the rest of the day watching cartoons and kissing even more because now he's addicted to the feeling of your lips on his.
"I could do that for hours," he tells you, his pupils blown. His hands are out from under your shirt and they're rubbing up and down your back so gently.
He has to know what he's doing to you, right? How he's hurting you because you think you've been so obvious about your feelings for him and now it feels like he's toying with you. But you know Eddie would never do that and it's clear that he has no idea how much you're in love with him because he's oblivious to everything in that department.
Heâs looking at you like you look at him and Eddie doesnât know what heâs feeling but itâs odd. He thinks heâs starting to see you as more than a friend, which was honestly a long time coming. He thinks heâs always been in love with you but was too scared to admit it to himself because one, youâre his best friend, and also because heâs not used to people reciprocating his feelings so he doesnât think thereâs a point in telling you the truth.Â
He wants to run, but he stays and you let him wear a t-shirt that heâs left there and the two of you go to bed wrapped up in each otherâs arms, talking about everything and nothing until you eventually fall asleep, the two of you knowing that your friendship is never going to be the same.Â
âHow do I look?â You ask as you emerge from the bathroom. Youâre wearing a black party dress and as soon as Eddie sees you, he swears that heâs died and gone to heaven. But if heâs being honest, he doesnât even want to go to the party anymore. He just wants to stay there and maybe kiss you some more. Okay, definitely kiss you some more. But you seem so excited so heâs going to go just for you.
âYou look-â he cuts himself, trying to come up with what adjective he wants to use. âFucking amazing,â he decides on as he takes you by the hands, pulling you to him as he presses a kiss to your lips.Â
âEddie,â you say as you pull away. âThereâs no one around so you donât have to pretend.â
âWho says Iâm pretending?â He smiles, pulling you in for another kiss before he lets go of you so you can finish getting ready. He doesnât even know if heâs interested in Chrissy anymore, but heâs trying to convince himself that he is because itâs easier that way. If the two of you were to get together and then break up, he doesnât know what heâd do if he lost you. Youâre the most important person in his life and he wants you to stay in it forever.Â
So the two of you show up to the party hand in hand, making sure to be all flirty around Chrissy. You still donât know why youâre doing this. Why couldn't he just ask her out instead of talking you into this elaborate scheme? Itâs not only unfair to Chrissy, itâs also unfair to you. It doesnât even seem to be working as she flirts with Jason over by the punch table.Â
Everything shifts, though, when Chrissy announces that itâs time to play âSpin the Bottleâ. Your stomach churns as Eddie pulls you over, forcing you to sit right next to him even if it means that he probably wonât get to kiss you. He wants to keep you by his side the entire night, not wanting to let you out of his sight.Â
You feel so sick as the game starts and itâs Eddieâs turn to spin the bottle. You almost donât want to watch, but you canât draw attention to yourself so you watch the bottle spin round and round. It seems that the universe has a sick sense of humor because it lands on Chrissy. Of fucking course. Eddie crawls over to her and you can see them whispering about something, smiling at each other before they both go in for a kiss.Â
You donât stay and watch, physically unable to as you rise to your feet, hurrying to the bathroom because thereâs no way you can be there anymore. You tried to be happy for Eddie, you really did. And you hate yourself for feeling so hurt and betrayed because all of it was fake and Eddie still has no idea that youâre in love with him.Â
So you lock the door and sink to the floor, leaning against the tub as you bring your knees to your chest, crying into them, thankful that the loud music is drowning out your sobs. Thereâs a knock on the door before whoever is on the other side wiggles the door knob. God, could this night get any worse?Â
âItâs occupied,â you say through sobs but your ears perk up at the familiar voice.Â
âBaby, itâs me. Can you open up?â Itâs Eddie. Whyâs he at the door? You figured heâd be making out with Chrissy somewhere. You ignore him, not wanting him to see you like that and bury your face back into your knees, more sobs raking through you.Â
âHoney?â He asks, his voice nothing but soft as he knocks on the door lightly. You get on your knees to unlock the door then turn away, not wanting him to see how horrible you probably look. But he gets on his knees in front of you anyway, his smile falling as he sees the mascara tears dried on your cheeks. âOh, baby,â is all he says, so much sympathy in his voice as he reaches up and wipes away makeup from your face.âWhatâs with the tears, hm?â He asks, his thumbs rubbing back and forth across your cheeks.Â
âItâs nothing. ItâsâŠstupid.â
âIf youâre upset about it, then itâs not stupid.âÂ
Eddie being so nice to you is making it really hard to be mad at him. You want to, but you canât. And you know that you have no real right to be mad at him anyway. He has every right to be with Chrissy and you just have to be okay with that.
âWhy are you even here? You got Chrissy so why arenât you with her? That was the whole point of this whole thing, right?â
âIt was,â he nods. âBut last night made me realize something.â
âYeah? And whatâs that?â
âIt made me realize that youâre the only one I want to kiss.âÂ
You freeze as soon as the words leave his mouth. Thereâs no way you heard that right. Your mind is just playing tricks on you. It has to be.Â
âBut-â you try to argue, but you just end up furrowing your eyebrows in confusion.Â
âI know it doesnât make sense,â he chuckles. âBut I think Iâve always been in love with you and I was just so scared of losing you that I didnât want to pursue it. What you saw was Chrissy and I just playing the game.â
âThen what did you say to her before? I saw you whispering.â
âShe told me not to screw things up with you. Someone told her about you and I fake dating in order to get her attention and she said that she was flattered. And that was when I realized that I didnât want her anymore. All I could think about was you. And sheâs with Jason now so itâs not like it matters anyway.â
This all feels like a surreal dream, but you can feel Eddieâs hands on your cheeks so thereâs no way that it can be. Itâs real. Itâs what youâve been wanting for so long and now you have it. All you have to do is tell him you feel the same way and that will be that.Â
âBecause I love you, y/n. I want you and only you. IâmâŠIâm yours if youâll have me.â
âYou love me?â You ask, your mind still not grasping whatâs going on.Â
âMore than youâll ever know, baby,â he says as he goes in for a kiss, pulling you into his lap as his arms wrap around you so tight as he doesnât plan on letting you go. Youâre his now and you will continue to be until you take your last breaths. And thatâs exactly how you want it.
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bello, not sure if your taking requests so this will be my little thirstđŒ
was thinking about the elf bf and how intimacy is so foreign to him! How good your touches feel on his heated skin but what was this odd feeling? The coil in his tummy getting tighter with each grind of his hips on your thigh. The feeling felt so weird.. it feels good? is this good? he doesnât want to disappoint you, or worse, scare you away! so he stops himself, letting his hips slow their grind for a moment. Inadvertently edging himself!
id like to imagine if he touched himself he would stop before cumming as well, he doesnât know what it is! it feels so odd, makes him feel hot all over!
After he slows his grinds, you would be a bit confusedâŠ, does he not want to cum? or does he want to wait til your inside him? it takes a bit before you even think that maybe he hasnât gotten that far before, the idea that you get to corrupt him making your face heat. Goodness he would be so pretty, teary eyes begging for you to slow down. Hips bruised from how rough you had grabbed him!
and to think, when he finally cums? its so overwhelming. heat spreading through his body, mind numbing as his legs twitch slightly? his pretty cock leaking onto his stomach? GOOD LORD I NEED ITđ„đ„đ„
ty for listening nobuđ«¶đŒ we love you pls dont die
(low key my first ask, hope you enjoyed as i dont write much)
bellooooo, me is not taking requests for now but im still open for brainrots/thirsts!!!!
good lawdddd yâall gotta stop corrupting me more, my horny level canât keep up guys. so i havenât read the history of middle earth and all abt the biologies and cultures of the races tolkien created but i have come across multiple posts or points of people pointing out that sex and intimacy is an extremely important and raw thing. like how a constant friction creates fire over time and how that fire spreads into a wildfire that consumes everything, thatâs how it is to elves and their culture. courting is important and it could go for a very long time until they decide to officially tie the knot. yet even after getting married, the consummation wonât happen in a while, first the couple must at least intertwine their fĂ«a (soul) and so, the consummation act is more intense and powerful. its a very draining thing, when elves fuck, they fuck. long and hard, probably all night and into the next morning and even evening perhaps. theyâre immortals, they have a monster amount of stamina
so with this info in mind, u gotta realize that elves do have knowledge of sex, how it usually feels etc and how near sacred it is to their kin. love is a fragile thing that will cross their eternal life only once and when they love, boy do they love. yet something tells me that despite having knowledge of sex, masturbation and other fleshly pleasures, they donât participate in it much. its like they barely have anything that gets them pent up or sexually frustrated until they fall in love. and if it is a mortal? oh boy, they are confused and yearning. itâs like an instant neuron activation for them
the poor elf would barely know what to do with these thoughts and imaginations of you and him in such a compromising position. images of you guiding him through your first times together, holding hands, whispering sweet nothings into his sensitive, pointy ear while he shrivels with embarrassing noises on your lap. oh how those calloused, hardened hands would feel when tightly fisting at his cock, draining him dry and milking every last drop of his cum. how those long, thick fingers would feel when thrusting inside him, scissoring him open and making him squeal. good god, donât even get him started on the dirty images he thinks of you when he looks at those arms and thighs of yours, heâs imagining himself riding that muscle until he soils his pants or how your hands would push his head down to fully swallow your cock into his throat
would it taste as how it is described in the eroticas? would your precum be salty as your thick cock head pushes past his soft lips with your soothing voice instructing him to âopen wide, puppyâ? would you be so mean as to fist at his gorgeous locks and fuck into his mouth, use him to your own pleasure? he would be a good puppy for that, taking whatever you had to give him with red cheeks and hands obediently held on his lap. like a good puppy, he would open his mouth, tongue out like an eager little dog waiting for the taste of his favorite snack as you stroke your dick, a low moan falling as he finally taste your load shoot into his awaiting open jaws
and when his dirty thoughts are finally granted and turned into reality? heâs a goner. scrambling on his feet, tripping over his words, mind blanking as he feels your hands grope his ass over the linen of his pants. feeling like a young ellon rather than the full grown elf he is when your hands fiddle with the buckle of your belt, gulping down the saliva in his mouth as he sees your strap spring out of your undergarment
with a shaky hand, he would grip your strap, meagerly stroking his hands up and down with a stuttered âi-is this okayâŠ?â oh dear stars, how badly you wanted to just fuck him dumb right then and there, seeing the cute pouting lips, big eyes staring at you for an approval as he weakly asks for your preference. how fast he is to crumble when he feels your rough hand wrap around both your and his own dicks, stroking them together with a slow pace, occasionally spitting on them. his mind was already blanking, and he was sure that he had already came into your hand the moment you touched him
âw-wait aâannh!! mmh uhnngâĄïž h-hold owwnnâĄïž i ju-ust c-came! i came alreanngh already...âĄïž!!â the poor elf weakly cried out, falling back into the sea of soft pillows as his hands shook by his chest, where he held them close to himself. he was sure you could hear the rapid beating of his heart, embarrassed by the noises he kept letting out despite biting down on his lips to shut himself up. poor sweetheart, doesnât even know that the thing dripping down onto his stomach is his pre-ejaculation and not his cum! âshh shh⊠itâs alright, darling. iâll be sure to teach you all about the fleshly pleasures tonightâĄïžâ and you were going to absolutely ruin him
sweet virgin elf who crumples into a heap of mess after experiencing his first cum. moaning and even squealing as his hands flailed around, unable to choose whether to hold onto your arms or to claw at the blanket beneath himself as you continue to keep going despite his whines of having already came. you were so mean, quickening your pace and even squeezing your dicks together, he was so sure that he blacked out when you first did that or swiped a thumb over his oozing tip. arms covering his face to hide the flush of his cheeks and the drooped ears, crying out to you that he was going to die. so dramatic
âsh-stooohpp..! stop stopstopstopâstop itâĄïžâĄïž! i came!! i nyaagh ungh guhcâcame! i alreaawdyy cameeâŠâ„ïž!â the elf cried out, already slurring his words together as his hips grind back and forth on the bed until your free hand comes up to keep it down in place with a bruising grip. your sweet boyfriend could only cry out, a broken whine falling as he shook his head, looking down at your hand that held down his hip before shifting to look at where your cocks were touching. held together in a tight fist, your hand already soiled with his cute load of precum as well as his stomach. he never noticed it before but gods, your strap was dwarfing him in size and girth. he would surely die if he takes that big thing inside himself!
but when you donât seem to hear his pleas and only continue to fuck your strap and his weeping cock together in a faster pace into the tight grip of your fist â even rocking your hips forward too! â the poor elf was sure he was going to see the bright skies of valinor that night. whimpers turning into broken wails, punched out sobs of your name falling out of his now bloodied lips as he covers his face with his hands. he could feel the hot tears that fell from his eyes, wiping them away with cute pathetic sniffles as you tighten your fist just at the heads. another squeeze and one more before he was crying out your name in a shrill scream, his legs around your hips tightening, shaking even, as he finally feels himself cumming alongside you. translucent colored seeds mixing together, dirtying his stomach and even shooting up to his heaving chest
ââŠs-shoo goowdd⊠aaanh hhagcââĄïž c-cum..â„ïž cumming âgainn hhgaaaâ„ïž ughk haahg [n-naawme], [namenamenamenaâ]â„ïžâ„ïžâ the elf sobbed out weakly, a putty in your hands as he feels his cock slowly grow flaccid. if it werenât for the rough pads of your fingers tracing circles around his clenching rim and the feeling of your clean hand push away his hands from his face, your elf bf would have most definitely been sure that he had died and was re-embodied. yet despite the fuzziness in his brain and the way his blood seemed to circulate too quickly through his veins, his body unconsciously pressed itself against you, against your fingers as if seeking for more pleasure
thats enough thirsting yall, go do yalls assignments
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34. "you made me believe in us." scoups/jeonghan with happy ending
(p.s. i love that youâre doing these and theyre so good too đ„č/ side note: i chose 34 out all the angst prompts cause it seems like it would hurt less đ„Č idt id survive the rest because the one line alr hurts)
omg you softie đż thank you for your kind words & for requesting!! i chose cheol if thats okay with you! if you would still like jeonghan's vers. do let me know!!! hopefully I did it justice đ«¶đ€ here's situationship!cheol đ„° this one's a bit longer then usual, sorry about that đ
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angst prompt #34: "you made me believe in us."
the car ride home is quietâtoo quiet.
seungcheolâs knuckles are white where they grip the steering wheel, his jaw set tight, and his eyes fixed on the road ahead. you sneak a glance at him, your heart sinking at the tension radiating off him in waves.
âcheol?â you ask tentatively, your voice soft. âwhatâs wrong?â
he doesnât answer, his lips pressed into a thin line.
the silence stretches on, and the pit in your stomach grows heavier. you know somethingâs bothering himâheâs never been good at hiding his feelingsâbut no matter how much you try to reach out, he keeps shutting you down.
by the time you both get home, the air between you is thick with unspoken words. he walks in ahead of you, kicking off his shoes and heading straight for the kitchen without so much as a glance in your direction.
âcheol,â you call out again, following him. âseriously, whatâs going on? youâve been like this all night.â
he doesnât respond, just pours himself a glass of water and leans against the counter, staring into the sink.
âokay, fine,â you say, crossing your arms and leaning against the doorway. âif youâre not going to talk to me, then at least tell me what i did to piss you off.â
his head snaps up at that, and for a moment, you see something raw in his eyes before he quickly looks away.
âit doesnât matter,â he mutters, his voice clipped.
âit does matter,â you insist, stepping closer. âcheol, if i did something wrong, just tell me.â
he slams the glass down on the counter, the sound sharp and jarring in the quiet room.
âfine,â he snaps, his voice rising. âyou want to know whatâs wrong? itâs you. itâs the way you spent the entire night talking to that guy like i wasnât even there.â
you blink, caught off guard by the anger in his voice. âwhat are you talking about? heâs just a coworkerââ
âi know that,â he interrupts, running a hand through his hair in frustration. âbut do you have any idea how it felt? sitting there, watching you laugh and talk with him like... like i didnât even exist?â
you open your mouth to respond but hesitate, unsure of what to say. his words cut deeper than you expected, and you can feel the weight of his emotions pressing down on you.
âwhy do you even care, cheol?â you ask finally, your voice shaking. âyouâre not even my boyfriend.â
the words hang in the air, sharp and cold.
seungcheol freezes, his expression crumbling as the tension in his shoulders collapses. he stares at you like youâve just slapped him in the face, and the silence that follows is deafening.
âcheol,â you whisper, closing your eyes as regret over your words quickly settles in you. but seungcheol doesnt move or say anything. though the words are true; you didn't mean to hurt him.
âyou made me believe in us,â he says softly, his voice breaking.
his words hit you like a punch to the chest, leaving you breathless.
âwhatâ what do you mean?â you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.
he laughs bitterly, shaking his head as he stares down at the floor. âyou made me believe that there could be something here, that this wasnât just... whatever this is. and stupidly, i let myself hope for more. but clearly, i was wrong.â
the raw vulnerability in his voice makes your heart ache, and for a moment, you canât find the words to respond.
âcheol,â you say finally, stepping closer. âi didnât mean it like that. i just... i didnât know you felt this way.â guilt, heartache and panic sizzles in your blood.
he looks up at you, his eyes shining with unshed tears. âhow could i not? do you have any idea how much you mean to me? how much i care about you? and yet, iâve been sitting here, pretending like this is enough when itâs not. itâs not enough for me anymore.â
your breath catches in your throat, and you feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes.
he shakes his head, his lips curling into a sad smile. âmaybe i shouldâve said something sooner. but now... i donât know. maybe this was a mistake. i shouldntâ.... maybe i shouldnt have fallen in love.â
for a moment, youâre both frozen in place, the weight of his confession settling over you. has he always felt this way? were you too busy keeping your feelings at bay that you failed to notice his feelings?
you donât know what to say, every thought in your head scattering as his confession hangs in the air. seungcheol runs a hand down his face, taking a shaky breath as he steps away from you, heading toward the door.
âiâm going to stay at jeonghanâs tonight,â he mutters, his voice strained & cracks. âi canât do this right now.â
âwait,â you call out, panic rising in your chest. you grab his arm before he can leave, holding on tightly. "don't go, cheol, please."
he turns to look at you, his eyes glassy and filled with pain. âwhy? so i can keep pretending this doesnât hurt? so i can keep playing this game where i feel like i mean something to you when i donât?â
âyou do,â you blurt out, your voice trembling as your chest tightens, âyou mean everything to me, cheol.â
his breath hitches, and for a moment, he just stares at you, as if trying to figure out if you really mean it.
before you can lose your nerve, you step closer, cupping his face in your hands. âi donât want you to leave,â you whisper, your voice shaking. âi cantâ... just, i can't lose you.â
the tension between you snaps like a rubber band, and suddenly, youâre pulling him down into a kiss. itâs desperate and messy, filled with all the emotions youâve been holding back for so long.
seungcheol freezes for a split second before he melts into you, his arms wrapping around your waist as he kisses you back just as fervently.
when you finally pull away, both of you are breathless, his forehead resting against yours.
âdo you mean it?â he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. âare you really saying you want thisâwant us?â
you nod, tears streaming down your face. you don't know how else to reassure seungcheol that you feel the same, that you want the same, that you want him, all of him. your voice; still shaking, still trembling with nerves over all your unsaid feelings; you say the one thing you're sure will get him to finally understand, "I love you, cheol, i love you, i love you so please,"
the sound of your sniffling and light hiccups fills in the gentle, comforting silence that settles over the both of you as seungcheol's eyes searched yours. then, a shaky laugh finally escapes him when he sees it, when he sees the fondness in your eyes. his hand reaches up to wipe your tears away and he pulls you into a tight hug, burying his face in your shoulder as he lets out a deep breath. âgod, you donât know how long iâve been waiting to hear that.â
you cling to him, your heart feeling lighter than it has in weeks. âiâm sorry it took me so long.â you mumbled through your tears.
he pulls back just enough to look at you, his hands cupping your face as he presses a soft kiss to your forehead. âyouâre worth the wait,â he says, as he leans down to kiss your forehead. his voice filled with so much love it makes your chest ache.
you smile, your tears finally slowing as you lean into his touch. âso... does this mean youâre staying?â
he chuckles, nodding as he kisses you again, this time slow and sweet. âiâm not going anywhere, pretty."
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Hello mimii!! Hope you are doing well!!đ«¶
I wanted to ask if you ever see yourself writing a mafia/ dark romance themed ff in future? Because that's one of the genres I'm obsessed with, and I think you'll slay them too with ease!!
I live and breathe all your ffs especially mh and em!!!
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Mafia au is on my list of aus I would love to do one day! Just like with 2L which is a zombie apocalypse themed ff, I tend to be hard on myself and overall, just want to do the best version of this genre in case I won't ever write it again. I don't know when I'm gonna stop writing eventually, so I want to do the best as I can đ
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Chapter V | Siri
Summary: You moved to one of the biggest cities in the world - Grand Line to pursue filmmaking career. Soon enough your path will cross with the vocalist of upcoming band called âThe Neighbourhoodâ. At first you decided to be just friends - because it would be easier, but sadly as everything in life sometimes by taking the easy path we regret a lot of things.
Main characters: Portgas D Ace x Reader (female)
Supporting characters: Nami, Usopp, Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Law, Deuce, Shanks, Buggy, Sabo, Eustass Kid, Koala, Robin, Dave (OC), (more to be add)
Description: Modern AU | Musician Ace
WARNINGS: explicit language, use of nicotine/cigarettes, use of weed/joint, slight smut, sexual content , mentions of alcohol, mentions of narcolepsy, conflict feelings, MINORS INTERACT ON YOUR OWN RISK (18+)
Word Count: 15,6K
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NOTE: This chapter was rewritten like ten times and still I feel like it could of been better. As you can see from the warnings, there is some smut in it, as I decided to test the waters with it (please read the note at the end, as I donât want to spoil anything for you at the beginning). I hope that you will enjoy the chapter as I tried to make it serious but also fun and unbelievable in some moments as it is usually in real life. Also a BIG BIG THANK YOU to all of you who comment, reblog, like and follow me it means the world to me đ„č𫶠And thank you for the sweet messages when I shared with you that I havenât been feeling good this past week, you all are amazing human beings <3333
âItâs great, I was sure you gonna nailed it.â Dave tilted his head looking at me with a big grin spread across his face. I finished editing the footage for the music video last night and called him to meet me today for a coffee. We were sitting on a table for two in my favourite coffee shop. I was nervously biting on my nails, my brows frown not fully satisfied or convinced that the video was good enough.
âYou sure? I donât think itâs there yet.â I breathed out, rubbing my temples as Iâve already had a headache. âAnd I must send it by tomorrow as I promised Marco, a-and I must work on my short-cut as we start filming next week, a-a-and I donât have location, I-I have nothing.â I gibbered, clicking on the computer mouse, opening different programs, trying to find a way to make it better. It was not good enough and I didnât have much time left to sent it. âWhy, why, why did I agree to do this?â Stress was taking over me these past days; I thought that I could manage a lot of things at the same time not realising that I was not ready for this yet.
âHey, hey, hey.â Dave gently grabbed my hand and put the mouse away. He gently stared to run circles on my back trying to calm me down. âThe video is amazing; you canât do it any better than it is already.â He looked me in the eyes, and I could see that he meant what he was saying. âTake some deep breaths.â His tone was gentle. He put his arm around my shoulder pushing me closer to him. âYou did great. Hell, I should show you the first video that I did, so you can see what a bad music video looks like.â I giggled at his attempt to cheer me up. I took a deep breath and tilted my head up as I could feel some tears building up in my eyes, ready to fall. âHey, no crying.â Dave gently whipped the tear that rolled from the corner of my eye.
âIâm sorry, Iâm not a cry baby I promise.â I chuckled trying to hold back the tears.
âI know you arenât. I think you stressed yourself way too much.â His thumb continued to gently crease my cheek. I looked at him and nodded, my lip trembling. âThe video is perfect, now save the files and just relax.â He reassured me again, giving me little squeeze on the shoulder.
âYou are right.â I saved the files and closed the laptop. âThank you, Dave.â I whispered, glancing at his sincere green eyes. He slightly nodded and gave me one of his sweet smiles.
âDonât look at it anymore and just send it to their manager.â Dave let go of me and took a sip of his coffee. I also took a sip of mine and made a grimace. We stayed in silence for a second, as I was lost in my own thoughts, until Dave cleared his throat. âCan I... Can I ask you something?â He rubbed the back of his neck, unsure how to ask whatever he had in mind.
âOf course you can.â I turned all my attention to him.
âIs there something going on between you and I think his name was Ace?â His gaze focused on me.
âWhat? No, why?â My eyes were shifting between him and the coffee mug in my hands.
âWell, there was obviously some tension between you two on set, so I thought that you might... you know.â He awkwardly shrugged. I puffed and gave him a dismissive wave of with my hand.
âI was just pissed because he was late, thatâs all.â I lied, something I caught myself doing a lot lately, especially when it came to Ace. âI hate it when people are not serious you know, and he wasnât that day on set, so I got pissed.â This was not a lie. Ace did piss me off with his behaviour on set, not only for that, but Dave didnât need to know.
âYeah, that was a little annoying.â He agreed with me. âAnd arrogant.â Dave added. I side-eyed him for a second. âHonestly, from all the guys he was giving the weirdest vibes.â
âWhat do you mean?â I wanted him to elaborate more by what he meant by Ace being the âweirdestâ.
âSorry, I shouldnât have said that. He is your friend after all.â The regret in his voice was clear as he quickly apologised but I shook my head. Â
âWe are not that close.â I pointed out. âBut for real, why did you get this vibe from him? I personally think that Law is the weirdest.â I laughed, thinking of all the awkward situations I have had with Law. He was also the one I have spoken the least with.
âNah, Lawâs pretty cool.â Dave disagreed with me, nudging my shoulder. âWell, I donât know... Ace was kinda giving me some weird looks.â
âWhat? For real?â I blinked surprised at Dave. âI didnât notice anything. Are you sure he did?â Ace might be an ass from time to time, but I didnât notice anything on set, he seemed pretty chilled with all of the guys.
âI donât know, you are right and maybe I misread the situation.â I didnât know what to respond, so I just gave him an awkward smile. âLook I didnât want to bad mouth Ace or anything like it, I swear.â Dave run his hand over his hair, as he gave me a regretful look.
âDave, please. You didnât bad mouth anyone, if he did act like this then he is an ass.â I gently placed my hand on his shoulder and squeezed it. I didnât want Dave to feel bad, for sharing his view of someone with me. âAnd Iâm not going to tell him anything, so donât worry.â
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I got home and the first thing that I did was to take a warm shower. I took of my clothes and throw them in the laundry basket. Before I got in the shower, I put some music on my phone and left it on the sink. I got in the shower and let the warm water run down my body. It helped relaxing my tensed muscles. The whole room was steamed, making everything foggy. The past few days were quite stressful for me and the upcoming ones wouldnât be any different. From shooting the music video, to editing it and the stress if they were going to like it, to my upcoming short-cuts, my mind was going to explode. On top of it I couldnât stop thinking about Ace, no matter how hard I tried not to. In a way he had gotten under my skin. He was so suffocating and hard to understand at times. His whole behaviour was so confusing, one second, he was all nice, bubbly and open with me and the next he was cold, and moody and overall, an asshole. I confidently can say that Iâm good with reading people and understanding why they act the way they do, but Ace was another story. From what he had shared with me so far, I knew that he hadnât had it easy in life. Especially growing up without parents, it definitely took a tool on him. I want to get to know him more and be his friend, but Iâm not sure how much he would let me in his life and mind.
I couldnât stop thinking of the afternoon we spent together on Saturday, if I was to make a cheesy movie, I would definitely recreate it. I was surprised even then how much he opened, but then so did I. Not even Nami and Usopp knew about my mother. Something that Saturday made me trust him and that same thing made him trust me. Part of me started to wonder, what if he regrated opening, as it might have been too soon, giving the fact we have known each other for almost a month. Then the scene with Samantha, and the way he was enjoying it, made my blood boil. The satisfaction in his eyes when I cut the scene right before their kiss, and the cocky smirk he had on his face, like he knew why I did it, only added fuel to my irritation with him. And the audacity to text me right after.
âFucking Aceâ I cursed under my breath as I felt myself getting irritated once again. Rubbing the bodywash up and down my body and the hot water washing it away, my mind was full of Ace. I tried to take my mind off him, but I couldnât. I felt this warm feeling building up inside of me. I havenât felt this way in a long time. I ran one of my hands down my neck to my breast. Closing my eyes the first thing that my mind thought off was the feeling of when I was holding onto Aceâs torso while we were on his motorbike. âNo, fuck.â My eyes shoot open as I shook my head quickly getting rid of the thoughts. I tried to calm myself as I was getting heated up. I reached for the towel hanged next to the shower door and wrapped it around myself. âFuckinâ Ace.â I whispered to myself. âFucking Ace.â I called out louder, as I smacked my hands on the sink. âFuckinâ, fuckinâ Ace.â I got mad at myself for letting him have such effect on me.
âCalling Ace.â My eyes widen as I heard Siriâs voice. I grabbed my phone as quick as possible, which had already dialled Aceâs number. Because of my wet fingers the screen wasnât responding, no matter how fast I tried to cancel the call.
âHey, doll.â His voice raspy and low. âYou arenât mad at me anymore?â He snorted.
âA-Ace.â My voice came out like I was out of breath. I slapped myself on the face.
âUh... doll? Are you okay?â His voice sounded confused. âYou sound a little out of breath.â
âSo do you.â I quickly replied.
âYou caught me in the middle of workout.â He huffed.
âSame.â I looked in the mirror at my reflection making a grimace at myself at the answer I gave him.
âAnd what are you working out?â He didnât believe my answer at all, I could of hear it in his voice.
âRunning.â I spatted out.
âSo, you are working our running... interesting. How many are you running?â
âFive.â
âFive what, doll?â He laughed. âYou ran out of words or something?â He teased me.
âKilometres, five kilometres.â I scrunched my face as I mentally slapped myself, as I couldnât come up with worse answer than this.
âWow, impressive. We should run together sometime then.â I just hummed in respond to this. âAnd what made you call me?â
âI...um...I called you... because...â I tried to think of a quick excuse as I tighten the towel around my body. âBecause of the video.â I blurted out.
âItâs done?â He sounded surprised.
âYes, and you are the first one to know that, remember how you ask me to be the first one to know, there you go. You welcome.â I chuckled, regaining my confidence.
âNo, I didnât.â
âYes, you did.â
âNo, I did not.â
âAce, you did.â Was he trying to irritate me, and it was working.
âI asked you to be the first one to see it, not the first one to know.â He clarified. I bit my tongue, the audacity this man had was unmatched. âSo when can we watch it?â
âI am going to emailed it to Marco, but if you text me your email, I can send it to you as well.â
âNo, come over my place and we can watch it together.â I was taken aback from his suggestion.
âIâm extremely tired, so thank you, but no.â I politely decline his offer.
âTake a nap, itâs barely 3PM, I will come and pick you up around six.â He didnât tell or ask me; he literally commanded me.
âAce I just told you Iâm tired.â I hissed.
âDidnât I give you a solution just a second ago?â He was testing my patience at this point.
âAce, Iâm not the type you can order around.â I rolled my eyes annoyed.
âIs that a challenged, doll?â He teased.
âAce you are...â He didnât let me finish.
âCharmin, I know. Now tell me what your plans for the night are?â I could feel the smug smirk on his face without even seeing him. Â
âSleeping.â I spatted.
âI promise I will get you back home the latest around ten.â Ace wasnât going to give up.
âYou wonât take ânoâ for an answer, will you?â He clicked with his tongue. âFine, but under one condition.â I sighed.
âShoot.â
âYou send me the address and I come by myself, because Iâm not getting on that thing again.â He laughed as I referred to his motorbike as âthat thingâ.
âSure, Iâll send you the address.â And with this he hung up. I ran my fingers through my wet hair and sighed deeply. I looked at my phone and whined.
âHow? How did you hear âcall Aceâ, hu? Explain!â I was talking to my phone like it can respond to me. I didnât know how to call this, but some cosmetic power out there was clearly beefing with me, as what just happened right now, was made up straight out of a movie.
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Around five-something pm, I woke up from the nap I took. I stretched my body and reached to take my phone and check the address that Ace sent me. It was thirty minutes away with the metro.
âOps, guess I will be late.â I said to myself with a sly smile. Ace could wait for a little bit.
I put a pair of dark blue leggings on and just a white hoodie on top. I grabbed my bag, but first checked if I got everything with me. I left my place and went to catch the metro. After almost forty minutes I was in front of his front door. The area where Ace lived was quite nice depending on which side of it you live. He lived in the middle between the good and the bad side, which I found kind of ironic. From what I have gotten to know him so far, Ace was somehow always in between something. The building where he lived was old from the outside but renovated from the inside. He had sent me the code for the entrance door of the building, so I easily got in. His apartment was on the last floor and there was no elevator, so by the time I reached the seventh floor I was out of breath. I made a mental note to myself that I need to consider started working out. I chewed on my bottom lip as tension started to build up in me before I rang the bell, and a sight left my lips. I looked down as I was playing nervously with my fingers waiting for Ace to open the door. The door swinged open, and Ace stood in front of me. I lifted my head slowly and I was met with Aceâs bare upper body, as only a pair of grey sweatpants were hanging low on his hips. My eyes widen and I immediately looked away.
âYou are late, doll.â A smug smirk was growing on his face as he saw me all flushed and avoiding his gaze.
âYou are not the one to speak about whoâs late or not.â I snapped quietly. He moved aside and let me in. I stepped inside and took off my shoes, kicking them on the side. Ace closed the door behind me, and I followed him. The apartment was spacious. By the entrance, on the left, was a door that was closed and next to it was the kitchen which wasnât very big and had no door. From the small hallway we went straight to the spacious living room. The walls were anchor grey colour with some naked spots on most corners and you could see the bricks. The two big windows, on each side of the wall where a big TV was placed, were almost touching the floor, and some long off-white curtains were hanged on them. In the middle was a big L-shaped light grey couch with a square coffee table in front of it. In the right spaced corner Ace had a desk by the window, which was quite a mess with pencils and sheets of paper everywhere, even on the ground. By the desk were positioned three guitar stances, only two guitars placed there the third one missing. The corner wall there was covered in posters of different bands and artists. On the left side of the living room behind the couch almost to the corner was another door which was closed as well. The left side wall had another big window but that one didnât reach the floor like the others. In front of it was big sideboard with a lot of picture frames on top of it. The apartment overall was super clean and tidy, which surprised me a little as I always thought of Ace as a messy guy.
âWow, your place is amazing.â I said as he offered to take my bag, and I handed it to him, still avoiding looking at his direction. I sat on the couch where I saw the third missing guitar.
âDo you want to drink something? I have like coke and beer.â He came by the back of the couch and picked the guitar putting it back to its place.
âIs it zero?â I glanced at him, his back facing me. His broad back was defined with muscles. I always thought he had a back tattoo but apparently, I was wrong, instead the back of his shoulders was covered with freckles.
âUh... I have to check.â He scratched the back of his neck as he smiled at me. I slowly nodded and moved my eyes away from his body as he left the room. My eyes landed on the paper sheets on the table and the pen on top of them. I tilted my head to take a better look at them.
âDo you want ice?â Ace yelled from the kitchen.
âYes, please.â I yelled back. He came soon after with a can of Coke Zero and a glass full of ice. âThank you.â I whispered as he handed it to me. I poured the Coke into the glass and took a big sip. Ace put the paper sheets away and sat on the other side of the sofa, leaning back as he spreads his legs like a slut, and pulled up his phone.
âHave you eaten?â He asked me without looking at me but scrolling on his phone.
âUh, no I havenât.â I murmured, swallowing hard.
âWhat do you want to eat?â He glanced at me.
âI donât have preferences.â I shrugged. Ace looked again at me and sighed.
âDoll, relax please. You know you can lay or just lean comfortably, no need to be stiff at all. Feel at home, I mean it.â He threw one of the small pillows on the couch at me and I caught it. I didnât say anything, I just hugged the pillow and leaned back on the couch. âSo, I donât know... Pizza?â Ace raised his eyebrows waiting for a respond.
âSure, pizza is good.â I nodded.
âHave you tried this place âPappa Grappaâ they have th-â I didnât let Ace finished his sentence as I squeaked excitedly almost choking as I was taking a sip of the cola. Aceâs eyes widen at my reaction as he gave me a questionable look.
âAre you kidding me? They are the best! And oh my God, their chicken wings, have you tried them?â I moved to sit right next to him, excitement taking over me. Ace just shook his head in response to my question. I gasped. âOh my God, Ace. Ace, Ace you must try them. You donât understand those chicken wings taste like haven, like if haven was food it was going to be this chicken wings.â I grabbed him by the biceps and squeezed it, all my shyness left my body as I was babbling to him about the chicken wings. Ace smiled at my childish excitement.
âDoll, why donât you take my phone and order whatever you heart desires and I just take care of the payment, hm?â He handed me his phone to take it.
âNo, letâs split it thi-.â I insist but Ace shushed me fast.
âYou are not paying for anything. Now choose whatever you want.â He leaned back on the couch, both arms behind his neck, eyes fixed on me. I wanted to protest, but arguing with Ace was impossible as he would never back up.
âBut next time is on me.â I looked at him seriously.
âYeah, sure.â He snorted. I couldnât help but noticed that his abs tensed when he laughed. My eyes moved quickly back to his phone, as I felt a wave of heat hitting me up. I cleared my throat before I spoke.
âWhat pizza do you want?â
âYour choice.â I nodded to his response and went with my favourite pizza. Once I added the chicken wings as well, I handed him the phone so he could proceed with the payment. âSo.. how are you doing, doll?â He put his phone in his sweatpants pocket and looked at me. Even though Ace had a smug look on his face, his eyes werenât. His deep brown eyes had this soft look, nothing mischievous or mocking behind them, just pure softness.
âBeen better, you?â I leaned on the couch, a bit of a space between us. I grab one of the pillows behind my back and put it on my lap as I brought my legs close to me and crossed them.
âWhyâs that?â Ace frowned upon hearing my response.
âIâm just extremely stressed that is all.â I shrugged. âHow have you been?â
âSame as always. Still stressed about your⊠short-cuts, was it called that?â He raised his eyebrow questioningly.
âYeah, I havenât found a location for the party scene, but I might ask Dave for help, as he might know someone who can let us film in his apartment.â I clicked with my tongue. Ace clenched his jaw as he hummed. âWhat?â I chuckled at his reaction.
âWhat, what?â He frowned his eyebrows.
âWhat was with that âreactionâ?â I mimicked his jaw clenching and hum. Ace shook his head denying it.
âI never did this. But anyway, arenât you here to show me the video?â He quickly changed the subject.
âYes, I need my laptop.â I was about to stand up, but Ace stopped me and instead he did and brought me my bag. I thanked him and took the laptop out of my bag. I took a deep breath as I opened it, and it loaded. Ace sat closer to me this time, his body almost touching mine. âSo, I edit it like thousand times, but this is the final edit. I was literally going crazy over it and Dave had to calm me down and reassured me that it is good.â A little giggle escaped my lips. I was too focused on the screen and didnât see Ace rolling his eyes.
âIâm sure you did a good job.â Ace bit the inside of his cheek. I slightly tilted my head and side-eyed him, before opening the video file.
âOkay, are you ready?â I asked before pressing play. He nodded, his face emotionless. âAssholeâ I thought to myself, at lease he could pretend that he was excited to see his own video. I pressed play and the video started. My eyes were moving between the laptop and Ace the whole time, but I couldnât read his face. His face was like a stone. I started to feel more and more uncertain with every passing second, biting on my nails now afraid of his reaction. What if he doesnât like the video or worst hate it? My thoughts were running wild, while his eyes were glued to the screen. The video ended and I waited for his response.
âSoâŠ. What do you think?â I swallowed hard, the tension he was building was killing me.
âOh, dollâŠâ He clicked with his tongue, shaking his head as he pursed his lips. My eyes widen at his reaction.
âNo, no, no.â I shook my head in distress. I jumped on my feet as I covered my face with my hands. âI knew you were going to hate it, Iâm sorry, Iâm so, so sorry.â My eyes filed up with tears immediately and my lip started trembling. Â
âNo, no, hell, donât cry, doll.â Ace jumped from the couch and grabbed me by the shoulders. âI was kidding, please, donât cry.â He tried to calm me down.
âNo, you are lying.â I didnât believe him, his reaction said it out loud that he wasnât happy with the video.
âNo, Iâm not.â He cupped my face in his hands making me look at him. â(Y/N), the video is amazing. I swear upon my dead mother I love the video, doll.â I blinked at him, as a tear rolled down my face. Ace quickly whipped it with his thumb. âDoll, please donât cry. I just wanted to mess around with you a little, I swear.â He pulled me towards his chest and wrapped his arms around me. My heart skipped a beat. His skin was so warm and soft, yet his body felt so hard and muscular. I froze in his embrace. My heartbeat fastens, we have never been this close before, except from when were on his motorbike but that was different. I took a deep breath, and I got lightheaded. I never noticed how good Ace smelled - a woody, citrusy and musky notes perfectly mixed in one creating this intoxicating scent of a man. Ace let go of me after a moment and took a step back, lifting my chin up with two of his fingers looking at my eyes. âIâm sorry.â His eyes were sincere.
âYou really like it?â My voice came out like a whisper.
âI donât like it, I love it. I knew you can do it.â He moved a strand of my hair and gently put it behind my ear.
âYou are an asshole. I hope you are aware of that.â I frowned my eyebrows at him, as I turned and sat on the couch, facing away from him. Ace smiled and sat next to me and pulled me closer to him with one hand. He wrapped it around my shoulder and whispered in my ear:
âI am. But please donât be mad at me, doll.â His breath was hot on my skin, and I got goosebumps all over my body. I turned my head to look at him our faces inches apart. I slightly open my mouth to say something, but nothing came. My brows still frowned as I was still affected. He was just observing me, not saying anything, his eyes soften again.
âI should be packing my stuff and leave now but be thankful that Iâm starving otherwise I would have been gone by now.â I finally told him, turning my head away from him. Ace heartly laughed and nodded agreeing with me. His phone rang and he quickly picked up â it was the delivery guy and Ace told him that he was going to come down in a second.
âFaster.â I yelled after him as I heard him opening the front door. He just laughed in response before closing it. I huffed and looked around. My eyes land on the big sideboard with the picture frames. I got up from the couch and went to look at them. They were mostly of him with his brothers or friends. I picked the one of all three of them as kids smiling wide with one front tooth missing, Luffy looking so much smaller than his big brothers, they were no older than eight or nine years old.
âSnooping around?â Ace said behind me. I jumped a little as I didnât hear him coming back at all.
âSorry, hope you donât mind me looking at the pictures.â I chuckled still holding the frame. âThis is super cute picture.â I pointed out.
âWanna hear the story behind it?â I nodded eagerly as I handed him the framed photo. âSo, me and Sabo lost the same front tooth at the same time. I think we were around nine years old. And to not feel left out, five years old Luffy went, and till this day we donât know how he managed but took out the exact same tooth. Kid was so happy that he was matching with us, until he had to wait two years for the tooth to grow back.â Ace placed the picture on its place and we both laughed when he finished the story.
âThis is so funny, but I feel so bad for poor little Luffy.â I cooed.
âYeah, poor Luffy.â He smiled. âCome on, doll. Your wings are here, donât want them to get cold, do you?â He pinched my cheek and turned around. Just before I followed him, my eyes landed on a picture that caught my attention. I gasped, Ace heard me and tilted his head to look at me. I carefully picked the frame in my hands. The picture was of a woman. Her hair was long very light strawberry blonde colour, a hibiscus flower was placed behind her left ear. She was smiling, her dark brown eyes were full of life and her face was cover with freckles. Ace came and stood closer to me, not saying anything.
âThatâs you mom, right?â I looked at him, he was looking at the picture with so much adoration and softness. He softly hummed in response. âGod, Ace she was gorgeous.â I whispered. Looking at her now I understood where Ace got his beauty from.
âI know.â He softly said.
âYou look so much her.â I smiled at him. Ace looked at me with wide eyes, full of surprise and shock.
âWhat?â He breathed out. I put the picture back making sure I positioned it as it was before I picked it up.
âWhat? D-did I said something wrong?â I blinked confused.
âN-no, you are just the first person who has ever said this to me.â There was both surprise and sadness in his voice. I raised my brows not expecting to hear this.
âAre you kidding me? You are literally like her twin.â Ace swallowed hard when he heard my words. It didnât take me long to realise that I stuck something within him with my words. I saw his reaction and gently took his hand in mind and gave it a squeeze. âI think there are some very delicious chicken wings and pizza waiting for us.â I wiggled my eyebrows at him trying to distract him from his thoughts. Ace cleared his throat and nodded, shaking the thoughts away. We sat down on the coach, and I excitedly started taking the food out of the bag.
âCould you please bring two plates and a lot of napkins please?â I flutter my eyelashes at him. He quickly got up and did exactly what I told him to do. He came back and handed me the plates as he sat down closer to me this time. âSo, are you ready, to try the most tender, mouth-watering, making you taste haven, juicy, flavoury rich, orgasm reaching chicken wings in the world?â I seriously said while looking at Ace in the eyes. He covered his mouth trying to hold his laughter but his whole body was shaking. I opened the box with the wings and smelled it breathing out loudly. I took two and handed one of it to Ace.
âNow, this is not an ordinary chicken wing, so you eat them a certain way.â I lift my finger in the air pointing out how important it was for him to listen to me carefully now. âYou grab the wing, you place it in your mouth and then just bite on it and pull out the bone. They are so tender that a gentle bite strips all the meat, you got it?â I pointed my finger at him.
âGot it.â He lifted his hands in the air, like he was under arrest. I gave him a cheer with the wing and nodded letting him know that he can eat now. I did the same, the moment the juiciness and the BBQ sauce touched my tongue I couldnât stop the moan that left my lips. I leaned on the couch as I was enjoying the taste, my eyes closed. Ace was taken aback from my reaction last thing he expected was to hear me moan. He swallowed and licked his lips, looking at me.
âDoll, you good?â He lifted his head a bit to look at my face.
âIâm having soul orgasm now, please donât interrupt me.â I lifted my hand to his face to make him stop talking. Ace burst out laughing, he put the plate to the side as he grabbed on his stomach. âWhat are you laughing at? This is better than sex.â I chuckled.
âLook, doll. The wings are good, I give you this â you were right about them, butâŠâ He took a breath trying to calm himself down. âNothing can beat sex.â He shook his head at me as he opened the pizza box taking a slice of it.
âSex is overrated.â I disagreed with him as I took another wing, enjoying the test of it. Ace snorted out when he heard me.
âDoll, all respect here, but if you have slept only with boys who had no idea how to please a woman, thatâs on them, not sex.â He winked at me, and I rolled my eyes at his comment. âWhy the eye rolling? You know Iâm right. Come on, if itâs not that personal and uncomfortable for you⊠have you never you know⊠had a mind blowing sex?â He deeply exhaled; his eyes were full of curiosity a little devilish smile playing on his lips. I sighed gesturing him to hand me a slice of pizza. He did and I thanked him, as I took a bite of it. I lifted my finger to tell him to give me a second before I response.
âIâve done it only once so far, and it was bad, like embarrassing bad.â Shivers ran down my spine as I remembered my first time. My face cringed at the thought of it.
âSorry to hear that, doll.â He chuckled before taking a bite of his slice. âWhen was it?â
âLast year.â I replied. âYours?â I glanced at him.
âI was seventeen.â I got surprised by his answer. âWhat?â He noticed my reaction.
âNothing just⊠I thought⊠I donât know⊠like you are going to say something like fifteen.â I shrugged.
âI wish.â Ace huffed and we shared a laughed. âBut seriously, just because one guy did you bad, doesnât mean all of them will.â I gave him a look and rolled my eyes at him. âHey, take it as an advice from a friend.â He pointed his finger at me.
âSure, Ace, sure.â I gave him a thumb up, as I was taking another wing.
âHm, come here.â Ace gestured me with two fingers to lean towards him. I did and he ran his thumb on the corner of my lips. âYou had a little sauce on you, doll.â He licked his finger clean.
âYou could give me a napkin.â I remarked licking my lips.
âWhy? I can always clean you good.â He smirked at me. I facepalmed myself, shaking my head as I tried not to laugh. I couldnât deny it, but I always have fun around Ace. The moment I relax around him it feels like I could be myself without any modesty. We finished eating and I stood to clean the table, but Ace stopped me again and told me that he would take care of it. I checked the time, and it was already 9PM.
âWanna smoke one?â Ace asked me when he finished cleaning around.
âOh, I donât smoke cigarettes. Plus, I have to go itâs getting late.â I half smiled at him.
âStay the night, you can sleep in my bed, I can sleep here.â Ace shrugged as he sat next to me again. âAnd I didnât mean cigarettes, I have some weed⊠you know we can roll one.â He winked at me, a little smirk playing on his lips.
âThanks Ace, but some other time. I must search for a place where I can shoot the party scene tomorrow, as I have like five days until itâs my turn to film it.â I leaned my head on the back of the couch and tilted it towards Ace.
âI can help you with this just stay the night, plus Iâm ether driving you, as I will not let you go alone at that time, or you stay here for the night.â His face might not seem stern, but his tone was.
âAm I a hostage now?â I lightly chuckled and pouted my lips.
âHostages donât have choice, but you do.â He raised his eyebrows waiting for my response.
âI donât have anything with me Ace, not even a toothbrush.â
âI can give you one. Something else you would need, doll?â He leaned closer to me, his eyes locked with mine. I inhaled and exhaled deeply, shaking my head.
âYou are so persistent.â I pushed him on the chest. Ace laughed at me before he got up from the couch.
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We shared a joint and now we were laying on the couch, soft music was playing in the background from the speaker. Ace was lounged on the couch, hands behind his neck, his head propped on the back of the couch. I was laying on the couch with my head leaned on Aceâs lap. I felt so high, as I couldnât remember the last time I smoked weed. The silence between us was terrifically comfortable.
âAce...â I whispered tilting my head up, to take a better look at him. He hummed in response not looking at me. âWhat made you believe in me?â
âWhat do you mean, doll?â His voice raspy and low, almost like a whisper.
âYou had never seen any of my work, yet you trusted me enough to direct your bandâs first and most important video...â I took a deep breath. âWhy?â Ace didnât respond at first.
âI donât know, doll. I had a feeling, so I went with my gut.â He finally looked at me, his eyes were half lidded as usually but this time they were so red. He was probably as high as me. I slowly nodded moving my gaze to the wall covered with posters, knowing that I wonât get any further answers from him. As I was lost in my own thoughts I felt his hand on my head, his fingers running through my hair. This made me relax even more. âBut I wasnât wrong.â Ace broke the silence. âYou did great, doll. Believe more in yourself.â My heart skipped a beat when I heard him saying this.
âItâs hard, you know?â I whispered. âI canât shake the âimposterâ feeling in me, no matter what people tell me.â I quietly confessed. âIt doesnât mater how good something turns out to be, it is never a hundred percent perfect, you know? Like it can aways be better, yet it can never be perfect. Nothing can ever be perfect...â My voice was so low, I wasnât even sure if Ace heard me. His fingers moved slowly and gently to my cheek caressing it. I leaned into his touch closing my eyes.
âI know what you mean, doll.â He softly said, voice still low and raspy. âI feel the same, after every show. I have been living with the âimposterâ syndrome my whole life.â I was listening carefully to Ace, as he was opening to me again. âI wish... I wish, I have been feeling, as an imposter, only for when it comes music, but... I feel that way about everything, even life itself.â I turned my head to look at his face. His eyes were looking at me. Sadness and doubt could have been read in them. I turned my body to the side and placed a hand on his chest, heart beating steady. His fingers still on my cheek as he was running them up and down slowly. âI feel like Iâm bringing the guys down all the time. After every performance we have Iâm a mess... and the feeling of not being good enough for anything never leaves.â My heart ached for him. Not only because I knew what he meant as I related to him, but because he didnât deserve to feel this way. Ace was very talented and a good person as well, even when he was acting like an ass sometimes, but now more than ever I understood why... it was all an act, to protect himself. âDonât even get me started on the family shit...â He huffed.
âNow I understand why âWhat's eating Gilbert Grapeâ is a movie you related to.â Ace huffed again, but this time with a half smirk. I rose up and sat on the couch. I moved closer to Ace, whoâs hands were now rested on the back of the couch. His head still leaned back on, he just side-eyed me. I slowly lifted my hand and without words, just with an exchange of looks I asked for permission if I could touch him. Ace barely nodded as he blinked letting me know without words or big gestures that I can touch him. I slowly ran my fingers through his dark locks. His hair was thick and little wavy, so soft in touch.
âYea, even thought we are the same age with Sabo, I have always been the big brother, and I had to be the man in the house on top of it. A lot of my life choices were based on how it would affect them, but I canât complain really, can I?â He might have said it like a joke, but the hint of bitterness was as clear as a glass. âYou know, I might be twenty-five but sometimes I feel like Iâm forty-five, life is so tiring at time.â I only nodded, not sure what to say and not knowing if I should say something in a first place. Ace closed his eyes, and I continued to play with hair by running my fingers thought it.
âYou know...â I took a deep breath before I continue. âI might not have siblings or had the exact same difficulties in life as you... but I can always listen and be there for you, as I understand what it feels like, under different circumstances than yours of course, but still... After all what are friends for?â I placed a small smile on my face and swallowed hard, the word âfriendâ was starting to take a bitter taste on my tongue. Ace opened his eyes and looked at me.
âSure, doll. Iâll keep this in mind.â A half smile appeared on his lips. After a moment of silence Ace spoke first.
âYou look tired, wanna go to sleep?â I didnât want the night to end, yet. But even high I could sense that this conversation affected him in some way, and I didnât want to push any further. I just nodded in respond to his question. He got up from the couch and I followed him. Ace opened the door to the room that was behind the couch and switched on the lights. The walls in the room were entirely naked all the bricks visible. In the middle was a big wooden pallet bed. In front of it was a big bookcase covering the entire wall. He had all sorts of books, movies and CDs on it. On the right side of the bed, next to the wall he had two black clothing racks, all his clothes hanged there. The left side had a big window with two white long curtains hanged on both ends.
âDo you want to change in something more comfortable?â He leaned on the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest. I didnât pay him much attention as I was admiring his film collection, reading all the titles he had.
âYou have so many DVDs.â I exclaimed amazed, I knew Ace was a big movie fan already, but I didnât know about his DVDs collection. I was even more surprised to see that a lot of them were also quite recent movies. âYou know streaming platforms exist nowadays.â I teased him and tilted my head to look at him. Giggle escaped my lips, as I saw Ace faced flushed for a first time ever. I quickly stood in front of him and poked him on his stomach, as he was trying to avoid my gaze. âI didnât know you are such a geek.â I poked him again and he tensed his muscles after every poke.
âIâm not, I just like to collect things that I like.â He grabbed my wrists before I land another poke on him. He tried to give me a warning look as I tried to fight him.
âGeek, geek.â I couldnât stop giggling as I could see him getting more and more flushed.
âOkay that was it.â Ace said before he yanked my body and tossed me on his shoulder with an ease. I squeaked, everything around me spinning from the fast motion.
âAce, put me down.â I closed my eyes, still trippy from the weed. âAce, Ace please.â I whined and begged him. He was laughing at me as I was squeaking and kicking my feet in the air, my arms around his torso as I was afraid that he would drop me.
âNot so confident now doll, hu?â He tossed me up on his shoulder again and I screamed closing my eyes as I thought he was going to drop me. Ace laughed out loud as he gently laid me down on the bed. The soft mattress hit my back as Ace propped his arms on both sides of my body. His face buried at the crock of my neck. Ace couldnât stop laughing, his body and muscles trembling and tensing. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and goosebumps ran all over my body. He slowly lifted his head and looked at me. Both of us were still high, I could see the redness in his eyes as we locked our gazes. His laughter calmed down and his eyes darken. I felt my mouth run dry as I tried to swallow the burning feeling inside of me. All that could be heard was the muffled music from the living room and our slowed breathing. The deja-vu from the Halloween party hitting my memories. This time I didnât close my eyes as I did before. He was studying my face the same way I was his. My heartbeat quickens, and I slowly raised my hand placing it on his chest. His skin was so soft. Ace closed his eyes as he drew a sharp breath in. I could feel his heartbeat matching mine. We stayed like this for a moment. I slowly moved my hand up to the back of his neck, the urge to pull him closer to me taking over me, but I still hesitated. Ace wasnât moving at all and closed his eyes, as his breathing got heavy. His whole body tensed as he tried to move away from me. He sat on his keens on the bed and his eyes shoot open in panic. I push myself up on my elbows with a confused look on my face.
âDoll, have I told you that I have narcol-â Ace couldnât finish his sentenced as his eyes rolled back and his whole body went numb. My body rose immediately and caught Ace by the arm, pulling him towards me with all the straight I have had in me. My heart was going to explode as I didnât know what to do, and the fact that if I didnât react so fast Ace was going to hurt himself so bad. His body was laying in my arms, as I gently placed him on the mattress.
âAce.â I whispered trying no to panic, as I had no idea how to help him. The only thing that kept me as calm as it was possible to be in this situation, was the fact that he was breathing steady. I gently tucked a lock of hair away from his face and placed my hand on his cheek and caressed it. My thoughts were running wild, as I had no idea how long he was going to be passed out like this. I pulled my phone out from the pocket on my hoodie and started to type fast what to do in situations like this one. My eyes were moving between the screen and Ace all the time. A few minutes later Ace started to open his eyes. I froze on the bed not being able to move as I didnât want to scare him or something. He covered his face with his hands and rubbed his temples.
âFuck, fuck, fuck.â Ace groaned loudly, as he looked at me with worry and embarrassment written all over his face. âDoll, Iâm so sorry. Please, tell me are you okay? Did I fall on top of you? Are you hurt?â He sat on the bed but kept a distance between us.
âI-Iâm okay, are y-you okay? What happened?â I blinked at him, the shock of what had happened still havenât left my body.
âIâm sorry, if I scared you.â He shook his head as he cursed under his breath. âIâm narcoleptic, guess I forgot to mention it before.â He mumbled as he scratched the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact with me. I reached and placed my hand on his knee squeezing it.
âAce, itâs okay. I just got panicked because I didnât know what to do to help you. Does this happen... a lot?â My brows frowned slightly as I was concerned about him. Ace finally looked at me. He rubbed his chin and shook his head.
âKinda, but I havenât had a cataplexy attack in the past eight months.â He seemed lost in his own thoughts. Now that I know that he is narcoleptic, this explains why half of the time he looked so tired or emotionless. âAnd you donât need to do anything, the attack passes by itself in a few minutes, and Iâm still conscious in the meantime anyway.â He shrugged as he explained to me.
âDoes your body hurt? I caught you in time, before you hurt yourself bad, but still I had to pull you quite hard...â I moved closer to Ace, and he snorted.
âIâm all good, doll. Donât worry I have fallen quite a lot, so Iâm used to take hits.â I pouted at him when he tried to turn this into a joke. Â Â
âAce, itâs not funny.â I murmured. âDo you take pills for it?â I softly asked him.
âYeah, I do. Everyday, as I have type one narcolepsy.â He gave me one last look before he got up from the bed. âIf you want to change into something more comfortable take something from my clothes.â He was about to walked out of the room when I stopped him.
âYou can sleep in your bed, I can sleep on the couch itâs not a problem at all, or I can call myself uber an-â He didnât let me finish.
âDoll, go to sleep. Iâm fine, just donât pity me now, okay.â His face was serious, while his voice was more laid. Â
âIâm not pitying you.â I quickly replied as I frowned my eyebrows again.
âGood.â He said as he grabbed the doorhandle to close the door after himself. âNight, doll.â
âGoodnight, Ace.â I quietly called after him as he closed the door. I sighed looking at the closed door. He was so stubborn sometimes, most of the time actually. I got from the bed to change to one of his t-shists. I found a simple white t-shirt that looked like it would sit on me like a dress, so I took my clothes off and put it instead. I turned off the lights and got into his bed. The room was not completely dark as the curtains were open and some streetlight was reflecting. I buried my head in the pillows, which smelled so much like him. Thoughts were running all over my mind and all of them were about Ace. I was tossing and turning around until sleep took over me.
**********
In the morning, I woke up around ten something. I rose and sat in the bed for a second, looking around. A yawn escaped my lips as I reached to grab my phone. My eyes widen with shock as I saw I had a message from one of the actors for my short-cut film asking where I was, as we had arranged a meeting today in the morning. I quickly called them and apologised, asking them if they could still meet me in thirty minutes. Thankfully they could so I quickly got up from the bed and dressed myself with my cloths, tossing the white shirt on the unmade bed.
âAce?â I called out when I stepped outside the room. I looked around for him everywhere, but I couldnât find him. Finally, I saw a note on the coffee table. I grabbed the note and read it.
âI have some early morning stuffs that I must do, I left you toothbrush in the bathroom. Eat something. There is a spear key by the door, lock it and drop it inside the mailbox. Aceâ I read out loud. An unpleasant feeling set in my stomach. I didnât expect at all to wake up and not to see him. I shook the feeling away and ran to the bathroom, quickly brushing my teeth. I found the spear key and locked the door behind me, dropping the key back in the mailbox. I quickly ran down the stairs and then to the metro station. While I was in the metro, I typed a short message to Ace that I dropped his key in the mailbox and thanked him for letting me stay over last night. It was so cold outside today; I was freezing with the leggings and the hoodie only. I got to the university as fast I could. Running down the hallway I ran into someoneâs back accidently as I couldnât pass by them on time.
âIâm so, so sorry.â I turned to tell them, only to be met with Daveâs green eyes.
â(Y/N), why are in such hurry?â He smiled at me, confusion written on his face.
âI forgot that I have a meeting with my actors for the short-cut and they have been waiting for me for an hour now.â I quickly explained.
âOhh shit, then run, catch you later.â He sent me off as he flashed me another smile. I returned the smile and ran to the room where the actors were waiting for me. I apologised to them again, but they brushed me off by saying that they understood.
âOkay, let me get my laptop and we can go through the script.â I smiled at all four of them. âFuck, noâ I cursed as realisation hit me. I forgot my backpack at Aceâs place. I ran my fingers thought my hair pulling it as I tried to take some deep breaths and calm myself down. I have everything on my phone as well so it shouldnât be a problem. They all locked at me confused as I turned around. I explained quickly what I have done, and they shared some looks between themselves. I couldnât blame them; I was all over the place today.
âI have it on my phone so it shouldnât be a problem.â I pulled my phone which had only thirty percent battery left. âPerfect, just perfectâ I thought to myself, before I started the meeting with the guys.
After an hour and a half, we were done, as we even had some time to rehears and improvise the scenes. I thanked them and told them that I will send more information regarding their rolls tonight. They bit me goodbye and left. With the remaining five percent that I had left, I texted Ace a quick message that I have forgotten my bag at his place, and I really need it as I have everything in it, even the keys to my apartment, and I would be grateful if he could bring it to me. While waiting for a response from Ace, I texted Dave to see if he was still around school. He quickly replied to meet him in the chill aera. I made my way there and he was sitting with some classmates of his. He greeted me with a big smile as always and made me some space to sit next to him.
âHow was the meeting?â He asked as he saw my tired face.
âUh, donât ask, I made a fool of myself in front of them. They probably think that I have no idea what Iâm doing, and they wonât be wrong. Iâm all over the place today, I even forgot my bag so I had to work from my phone, which has no battery left.â I complained and I buried my head in the palms of my hands. Dave laughed at me and softly ran circles on my back.
âNah, you are beating yourself up again.â He spoke. âAlso, what Marco thinks of the video? Did he like it?â I almost broke my neck when I raised my head fast, as I totally forgot to sent Marco the video. Dave saw my reaction and frowned. âPlease, donât tell me you forgot to send it to him.â I slowly nodded my head at his question, biting on my lips hard. âCall him and apologies immediately, as this will come out very unprofessional.â Dave handed me his charger so I could plug my phone to charge. The moment it started to charge I called Marco immediately. I explained to him the situation and he told me not to worry much just to make sure to sent it to him by four oâclock today. I thanked him and we ended the conversation.
âWell, that went well.â I exhaled as I sat back down next to Dave. I checked my phone, but I still had no response from Ace. âHe gave me time until four oâclock.â I told Dave. He patted me on the shoulder.
âWhy donât you go home and send it now?â He suggested.
âBecause I wasnât at home last night and even my keys are in my backpack.â I mumbled. âWhy wasnât Ace responding?â was all I could think about. âSorry, what?â I asked Dave to repeat as he was asking me something, but I didnât pay him attention.
âI was asking whe-â He got interrupted by my phone ringing. It was an unknown number and I hesitated before I picked up.
âHello?â I spoke.
âHey, (Y/N). Itâs me Luffy.â Luffyâs cheerful voice filled up my ears.
âOh, hey Luffy. Whatâs up?â I was so confused. How did he get my number and why was he calling me.
âAce gave me your number to contact you, as he said you forgot you bag at his place last night and I must bring it to you as soon as possible. So where are you?â My whole mood changed in the span of a second. Why was Ace making Luffy do this? And the thing that offended me was, couldnât he texted me and tell me that Luffy will do it? I would have understood him that he was busy or whatever he was doing right now, but this... this hurt me a bit.
â(Y/N) are you still on the phone?â Luffyâs voice brought me back to Earth.
âYes, yes, sorry. Um, Iâm in university but I can meet you somewhere close to your place, as we live close by, and I need to go home anyway.â I suggested.
âOkay, perfect. How does it sound in one hour, as I need some time to get to Aceâs place.â
âYeah, sure. See you in an hour Luffy.â
âSee you.â He said before hanging up.
The pang in my chest was very unpleasant. Why did he do that? I checked my messages, and he havenât even marked them as read. Did I do something? I started to recall last night in my memories to think of something that might have triggered this behaviour in him, but I couldnât think of anything. I felt a hand on my knee, I looked up and I met Daveâs eyes.
âAre you okay?â His voice sounded concerned.
âYeah, just tired.â I gave him a half smile. âHey, by the way by any chance do you know anyone who might be up to let me use their apartment for my short-cut, as mine is way too small?â I asked him, as this was another thing that I had to stress about.
âI must check with my friends, but I will let you know.â
âThank you, I will also need some extras so if you know anyone who wants to be in front of camera give them my number.â I chuckled.
âI need your number first, before I can give it to other people, you know?â He winked at me.
âWhat? You donât have it?â I exclaimed surprised. Dave clicked with his tongue and shook his head. I gestured him to give me his phone so I could put my number in it. âThere you go.â I nodded at him as I handed him the phone back. I looked at the time and decided that I must leave to where me and Luffy agreed on meeting. âThank you for the charger.â I gave it back to Dave.
âAny plans for tonight?â He asked me before I leave.
âNo, but Iâm planning to stay at home as I really need one night by myself.â I exhaled loudly as I was really tired.
âI understand. Well, if you change your mind let me know.â He got up and hugged me goodbye.
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I waited for Luffy close by the supermarket that I knew it was close to his place. The weather got even colder and at this point I was freezing. I was bouncing on one leg to the other trying to keep myself somehow warm as I couldnât feel my toes.
â(Y/N).â I heard Luffyâs voice calling and I turned around. He had a big grin across his face. I waved and started to walk toward him to meet halfway. Luffy gave me a big warm hug. âYou are freezing.â He pointed out as he handed me my bag.
âThank you Luffy, you are a life safer.â I sniffed.
âCome on, I will walk with you.â He said and we headed towards my place. âSo how have you been lately?â
âWell, been better, very stressed lately. But once next week is over, I will be able to finally relax.â I smiled at him as shivers run down my body.
âDo you want my hoodie as well, I have a t-shirt underneath.â That was so nice of him, but I shook my head. âAre you sure?â He asked, his eyes full of concern.
âIâm sure.â I nodded. âBut how are you? Havenât seen you since Halloween.â
âPrety good, preparing for competition.â He responded.
âWhat competition?â
âOh, you might not know but I run marathons. I have already won five, but this one is nothing big, only for people from my university.â He explained.
âWait, you go to university?â I had no idea that Luffy studied, Nami and Usopp have never mentioned anything, and so did Luffy.
âYeah, Iâm studying animation.â His smile grew even bigger.
âWhat? Are you for real?â My eyes widen in surprise. I would have never guessed that Luffy was studying something as hard as animation, I didnât even know that he can draw.
âShihihih, yes, I am.â Luffy laughed at my reaction. âDonât worry everyone react like this, Iâm not the smartest out there, but Iâm not stupid.â He raised his chin. âI might be a little dumb sometimes tho.â He nudged my arm. We laughed together. âBut why are you so stressed?â
âWell, your brothers video first, it was a big challenged. And second the short-cut projects, maybe you have heard about it from Nami or Usopp. I need to find a nice apartment as soon as possible where I can shoot my film.â Tension took over my body once again.
âI can ask Sanji. He lives in a very nice and big apartment, Iâm sure he wouldnât say not.â Luffy pulled out his phone and quickly typed something in it. âDone.â He grinned at me. âI will let you know when he response.â
âOh my God, Luffy you shouldnât have to. Thank you so much.â I gave him a hug. He laughed again.
âNothing to thank me for, Sanji still havenât replied.â
âBut still just the fact that you asked him, is so nice of you.â I smiled at him again. Luffy rubbed his chin and turned his head to look at me.
âBy the way, is something going on between you and my brother?â Another thing about Luffy was that he was very straight forward.
âNo, nothing. We are just friends, thatâs all.â The bitter feeling came back, as I answered Luffyâs question. âWhy?â
âIt was just super strange, like... Ace never lets girls sleep over his place, so when he called me today in the morning to tell me to bring you your stuff, I got quite surprised.â He didnât seem to give it a second thought, for which I was glad. But also, what he said caught my attention. Why wouldnât Ace let girls stay over his place? That was strange.
âNo, Luffy. Nothing is going on between your brother and I.â I repeated to assure myself more than him. âHe just wanted to see the video first and then we just chitchat and it got late, and he offered me to stay over as I was super tired.â Part of what I said was true. âBut could you please not tell anyone, as I donât want people to get the wrong idea, you know...â I looked down at my fingers and nervously played with them.
âDidnât plan to tell anyone anyway.â He winked at me. We reached my place, and we turned to face each other. âI will let you know when Sanji response.â He hugged me.
âThank you, Luffy. You are the best.â I said returning the hug. We said goodbye and I ran to my apartment as I was freezing. The first thing I did when I got inside was to turn my laptop on and sent all the files to Marco. I made myself a cup of tea to warm myself. When all the files for the video were sent to Marco I relaxed a bit. I looked the at clock and it was barely 3PM. Instead of wasting time I pulled my sleeves up and started to work on my final touches for the short-cut. I was so focused on work I didnât realise that almost two hours had passed since I last checked my phone. I had a couple missed calls from Marco, a message from Luffy and one from Usopp. I returned the call to Marco immediately before checking the messages from Luffy and Usopp. The phone rang a few times before he picked up.
âHey, Marco. Sorry for not retur-â Marco interrupted me mid sentence.
â(Y/N), great job with the video. I love it and so did the guys. We will release it on Tuesday. You definitely have the talent for it, kid. Keep the good work going.â He ended the phone call so fast I couldnât process what he just told me. I just nodded to myself before checking the messages from Luffy and Usopp.
âSanji said that you can use his apartment, here is his number to contact him for more info.â I got so happy when I read Luffyâs message. I immediately texted Sanji to thank him and to ask if I could meet with him and see the apartment so I could do my floor plan. Then I moved to Usoppâs message in which he congratulated me on the video.
âThank you, for helping me <3â I texted Usopp back.
I couldnât stop myself from checking if Ace at least marked the messages as read. He didnât. Part of me wanted to text him and ask if he was mad at me for something, but I didnât. He was in one of his moods again. I would just need to wait until he was in the mood to talk with me again, but Iâm not sure how much I would want to speak with him then. I tried to shake him off my mind, as I got back to work.
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The gym was almost empty due the fact that it was Friday night, so most people were skipping today, so they could get ready for a night out. Law glanced at Ace, who was too focused on his bench press set. Ace was clearly disturbed today, as he hasnât been this moody in a while.
The music was blasting in Aceâs ear as he was focused on his set, not paying attention to anything else. Last night was on repeat in his mind as he couldnât get (Y/N) off from his mind. The things they shared, how much he had opened to her, something he had never done before with another girl. On top of it he let her sleep not only in his house but in his bed. He broke his main rule, no girls over his house. Especially his bed, as in his mind that meant letting someone in your very personal space. And Ace hated to have people not close to his heart invading it. In the morning when he woke up, he had to go to his room as he had to get dressed for the day, but he had forgotten to take some clothes the night before. He entered the room as quietly as possible and quickly grabbed the first pair of jeans and a hoodie he could see. Ace couldnât contain himself and took a glance at (Y/N)âs sleeping form. She was sleeping peacefully all wrapped up in the bedsheets, hugging one of his pillows. Ace smiled at the sight of her. âYeah, you look like the type that likes to cuddlesâ he thought to himself. He cursed under his breath for even thinking that and quickly left the room. No woman before has been let this close to him. He was letting (Y/N) too much into his life. Not only this, but he has never had a cataplexy attack in front of a girl. Yes, he has had his daily narcolepsy episodes in front of girls, but never to a point where his muscles weakness. Part of him was embarrassed, but he was more concerned about the fact that she had this effect on him. On the other hand, it was good that it happened as Ace knew he was about to lose it last night. The way she wrapped her arms around him wanting him closer, knowing that she wanted to kiss him as much as he wanted to kiss her. God he was going to take her right there on the spot. And the moan that had left her lips when they were eating, he could listen to this for hours. He could only imagine how sweet it would sound to listen her moaning and whining under him while he has his ways with her. Whoever had his way with her must be a fool to messed it up so badly. But it didnât mater, as Ace was not going to step over that line with her. She wasnât a girl for a one-night stand, and he couldnât give her what she deserved so he had to keep his distance from now on. Ace wasnât a relationship guy, neither he planned to be anytime soon. So, for a bit he must distance himself form (Y/N) for her own good.
Law dropped the dumbbells he was using and went to where Ace was working out. He was in the middle of his set when he saw Law standing next to his bench to spot him. Ace grunted and breathed out loudly, once he finished with the set and put the barbel back. He rose from the bench sitting up, pulling his headphones on the side.
âI donât need you to spot me.â He spat at Law.
âI can see that.â Law crossed his arms over his chest as he glanced at the added weight to the barbel. âBut you kinda going to die on the spot if you fall asleep pushing 160kg, you know.â He pointed out.
âI wish I can go away that easy.â Â Ace murmured before grabbing his water bottle and taking a sip.
âWhatâs up with you Ace?â Law face got serious and so did his tone. Ace gave him an annoyed look.
âNothing.â He replied putting his headphones back before he laid on the bench press for another set. Ace rolled his eyes as he saw Law not moving away, but instead standing to spot him. He finished with his set and got up to add some more weight to the barbel. Law was just looking at him, wondering what got him so heated up. Adding how stubborn Ace was, Law knew that it would take him some time to make Ace tell him about what was bothering him.
âPushing for a new personal record?â Law looked down at Ace as he loaded the weight. He didnât get any response from Ace as the music was blasting in his ears.
When they were done with their workout before leaving the gym Law asked Ace if he was up for a drink later, even thought he was sure Ace would tell him to fuck off. Surprisingly for Law, Ace agreed. They bit each other goodbye and left the gym. After ten minutes ride Ace parked his motorbike in front of his building. He let a deep sigh once he entered his apartment and closed the door. He threw his gym bag on the floor and went straight to the bathroom. The first thing that caught his attention was the pink toothbrush he left for (Y/N) on the sink corner. He huffed and grabbed the toothbrush ready to throw it away but stopped himself for a second. âWhat if she needs it again?â the thought crossed his mind before he had the time to assimilated it. Realising what just went thought him mind, he threw the toothbrush immediately.
âThe fuck is wrong with me?â He cursed himself as he shook his head in disbelief of his own thoughts. He stripped himself from the sweaty clothes he was wearing and got in the shower. Ace adjusted the water to the coldest and let it run all over his body. His whole body tensed from the ice-cold water. He bit on his lip hard suppressing the groan that wanted to escape his lips. Looking down at his body Ace cursed under his breath again.
âWhat am I now? Fourteen?â He hissed as he wrapped his hand around his hard erection. âCome on, go away.â Ace whined as even the cold water wasnât helping. He ran his hand through his wet hair. Ace closed his eyes as he squeezed his hand around his throbbing cock, letting a low grunt. He took a few deep breathes before moving his hand up and down. The thoughts of (Y/N) occupying his mind once again. This time he let the thoughts of her run through his mind. He couldnât help but imagine her â down on her knees, looking at him from under her lashes. The way her (eyes colour) eyes would beg him to fuck her mouth. She might not be a virgin, but he would definitely need to teach her how to please him. Ace took a sharp breath just thinking of this. âYes, yes I will teach you everything you need to know, dollâ a smirk appeared on his face when he thought of it. She was smart, so she would learn fast. He would make sure to teach her exactly how to wrap her pretty lips around him.
âFuck.â Ace grunt as he threw his head back just thinking of her lips. The way they would feel kissing and wrapping around his dick. Ace propped his hand on the wall while fasting the pace around his painfully hard length. To have her, right here, right now would feel like heaven. Ace would be gentle with her, at least at first. He would let her take her time, as she would lick like a kitten the pre-cum leaking from his pink tip. Then the way she would wrap her pretty lips around it and give a twist with her tongue. She would cover it all with kisses while giving him slow stokes, preparing herself to take it. To then watch her struggle taking all of him in her pretty mouth, having to wrap her hand around what she couldnât take. Ace would lose it then, as he wouldnât be able to control himself anymore and just start to fuck her sweet mouth. The way he would wrap his hand around her hair, pulling and guiding her how to please him. A loud moan escaped his lips as he felt that he was getting close. The image of her, on her knees, his cock in her mouth, having her choking on it while hearing her begging whines and tears running down her eyes while he deepthroat fucks her. The more he was thinking of it the closer he was getting. If she was here, the way Ace imagined her, he would make sure to paint her face with his cum. Her pretty face, all covered with his hot cum, dripping down on her and her pretty lips. This though alone made his whole body twitched and his hips jerked as he gave himself one last stroke and cum spilled all over his hand and wall. Ace cursed loudly as he threw his head back from the feeling of release. His chest rose and fell with rapid breaths as he tried to collect himself.
It took him sometime to calm himself down as he felt the cold water on his back. He quickly switched the water to a normal temperature as washed his body. Ace cursed himself again. Maybe the reason he was so attracted to (Y/N) was because he restrained himself. If he had already fucked her maybe she wouldnât have crossed his mind ever again. He just needed to get laid that was it, and he was planning to do it tonight.
Ace got out of the shower and grabbed his towel wrapping it around his hips. When he entered the bedroom, his eyes landed on the unmade bed and his white t-shirt that he saw (Y/N) wore while sleeping. He grabbed the t-shirt, and the smell of her perfume hit him. Ace went and threw it in the laundry basket frustrated. Last thing he needed right now was a piece of clothing that smelled like her. He took his phone and looked at the time. It was already nine oâclock. Ace quickly towel dried his hair and tried to style it but gave up leaving it falling messy around his face. He put a black sweatshirt on with a dark grey pants and a belt around his waist. Grabbing his jacket and keys Ace left his place.
It took him twenty minutes to reach the place where he and Law usually hang out. The bar was very known around Grand Line. Ace entered the place and looked around for Law. He was sitting by the bar and when he saw Ace he waved at him. Ace nodded and walked to Law, taking the seat next to him. Law was wearing a white loose fit unbuttoned shirt with some dark blue pants.
âWhat are you drinking?â Ace asked him.
âOld fashion.â Law replied while taking a sip of his drink. Ace nodded and turned to order to the bartender who gave him a charming smile. Ace smiled at her and made his order. While making it she didnât take her eyes off him.
âOne âOld Fashionââ She said sultry while placing the drink in front of Ace. He just winked at her and gave her an extra tip when he paid. âThank you, let me know if you would like something else.â She returned the winked and went away. Ace chuckled and took a sip of his drink.
âSo, are you in better mood now?â Law wasted no time getting straight to the point.
âWhat made you think I wasnât in a good mood earlier?â Ace turned to the side to look at Law.
âCome on, Ace. Whatâs with you recently? Especially today.â Law crossed his arms waiting for Aceâs respond.
âNothing, I told you.â Ace took another sip of his drink.
âAce Iâm not buying this shit.â Law knew that something was bothering his friend, and he wasnât planning to drop it that easy. âIs everything okay at home?â he couldnât think of anything else that might get Ace this worked up.
âAs far as I know, yeah.â Ace bluntly answered. Law rubbed his beard frowning his brows at him. âLaw drop it, man. Iâm... Iâm fine.â Ace started to tap his fingers on his glass avoiding looking at Law. They stayed like this for a moment before Ace broke the silence. âDid you fix things with Robin?â
âKinda.â Law murmured. Ace raised his eyebrow at him. âShe wants something serious, and Iâm not sure that I can give her that.â Ace snorted when he heard Lawâs response. He raised the glass to his lips to take a sip of it but couldnât contain his laughter so Ace burst out laughing. Law pushed his shoulder, making Ace look at him.
âSorry, bro. Just...â Ace started to laugh again.
âMan, whatâs so funny?â Law was so confused by Aceâs reaction.
âYou two have been on and off for two years, at this point make up your minds.â Ace chuckled. âDamn, and I thought I have it bad..â He murmured under his nose.
âWait, what?â Law raised his brows confusion. âIs this whole attitude thing because of a girl?â Ace clenched his jaw and side-eyed Law. Now it was Lawâs turn to burst out laughing.
âOh, shut up.â Ace rolled his eyes at him. Law continued to chuckle when he looked at Ace and tried to calm himself. He cleared his throat before speaking.
âItâs not the blonde girl, what was her name Savanna?â
âSamantha and no. She was just a quick fuck, even tho she hasnât stop blowing my phone.â Ace rubbed his temples.
âOh, oh, I have a guess.â Law smirk as Ace glanced at him. âItâs the little director, isnât it?â The way Ace clenched his fingers around the glass told Law everything he needed to know. âHell, Iâm right, it is about (Y/N).â Just the mentioned of her name made his whole body tense. âSo, care to share?â Law chuckled.
âNothing is happening between us, so there is nothing to share. We are... just... I donât know, not really friends letâs say acquaints.â He shrugged.
âYeah, sure. Donât think Iâm blind.â Law snorted. âThe tension you two had on set could be felt from miles away. And the looks you were giving to the guy behind the camera...â He mocked Ace, who was clearly getting worked up all over again. âSo, care to explain exactly what is going on between her and you?â Law was patiently waiting for Ace to start talking. Ace cursed under his breath before looking at his friend.
âShe slept over last night.â Ace murmured. Lawâs eyes widen as he heard this. That was definitely something new. âWe didnât do anything, tho. We could of but I got cataplexy attack. Which has never ever happened before with a girl.â His cheeks started to flush. âAnd another thing is that she listens, man. Not only listens, but she also understands me. I have opened to her about some personal stuffs can you believe it?â Ace spat; Law was carefully listening to him. âBut that is not like my main problem right now...â He started to massage his temples, deep breath escaping his lips. âI know that I donât like her, like... you know something serious as I donât want anything serious, but at the same time Iâm weirdly attracted to her, and I think it is because I restrain myself.â
âWhat do you mean by ârestrainâ yourself?â Law raised his eyebrow confused.
âI canât sleep with her.â Ace fussed. âShe is so close to Luffyâs friends, and they are the same age, come on. I see all people at Luffyâs age as kids.â He took a big sip of his drink almost finishing it. âOn top of it she is Shanksâ niece.â Ace added, giving Law a knowing look.
âAce itâs just four years. Plus, she seems, well, she is quite smart girl, so I think you are the one who makes it too complicated, not her.â Law couldnât really see the problem. When they were filming the video together it was clearly that there was some chemistry between them. âPlus, you can always be like fuckbuddies, no feelings attached just sex. Just sleep with her once, and if you continue to feel that way then get all this moody and shit.â
âShe will get attached.â Ace whined. âShe told me that she had slept with a guy only once, and it was bad on top of it, so basically, she is a fucking virgin.â Law nodded understanding at Aceâs statement. âAnd she is a very nice girl. You know, I will feel bad to just use her for one night.â He might be an asshole, but he wasnât that big of an ass, to play with someone like (Y/N)âs feelings.
âSo, what do you plan to do then?â Law was carefully studying his friendâs face.
âDistant myself for now. But this time for real, as I tried before but... never mind. I just need to get laid thatâs all.â Ace explained, his eyes not leaving now the empty glass. Law decided to not say anything further. The solution was easy but Ace was stubborn, so it was pointless to give him any advice.
A few drinks later, both Ace and Law were having a good laugh; talking about the band upcoming projects, and things that both were interested in. Time flew fast and it was around midnight when something caught Aceâs attention mid-conversation. He squeezed his eyes trying to see better. His eyes landed on a girl, and she looked super familiar from the back. Was that (Y/N)? The hair was the same colour and length. She also seemed to be the same height. He hesitated for a moment before he turned to Law and told him that he would be back in a second. Ace slowly made his way to the girl. If it was (Y/N) what was he going to tell her? Why was he even going to check if it was her, when he literally told himself to keep his distance with her. It was the alcohol. Yes, he can blame it on the alcohol. And if it was her, he could just say âhelloâ and thatâs it, out of politeness. He felt his heart beating faster as he was close to approach the girl. When he stood behind her, he gently tapped her on the shoulder. She quickly turned around, and it wasnât her. The girl flashed him a cute smile.
âYes, can I help you?â She fluttered her lashes at Ace.
âOh, sorry. I mistook you for someone else.â Ace smiled at her and was about to turn around and leave when she put her hand on his shoulder to stop him.
âHey, not so fast.â She flashed him a smile. âIâm Diane.â
âAce.â He replied. Ace took a better look at her. She low-key looked like (Y/N), not as pretty, but still nice. âHow is your night going Diane?â A smug smile formed on his face.
âPretty good. Always can get better.â She bit her lip, her tone sultry. âWho were you looking for?â
âDoesnât matter. Came across something better.â Ace saw the way her cheeks blushed. These clichĂ© lines were always working. Not always, he knew someone who was going to roll her eyes and tell him to come up with something better. But Ace shook away the thought of (Y/N). He had her low-key doppelganger here, so it would work for the night.
âAre you alone here?â She wrapped a curl around her finger and played with it.
âI have my friend over there.â He pointed at Law. âWould you ladies mind us joining you?â Ace nodded his head and looked at the two other girls sitting with Diane, flashing them a charming smile. They all giggled and told him that they wouldnât mind. Ace turned to look at Law who was looking at his direction. He nodded his head at Law to come and join them. Law got up and made his way to them. He introduced himself to the girls and started to chitchat with them. They were giggling and blushing at him. Law wasnât planning on doing anything with anyone tonight as he had promised Robin to go to her place after, but still little flirting with some girls wouldnât hurt anyone. It didnât go unnoticed by him that the girl Ace was focused on was quite similar in looks to (Y/N). Law has been there before and done that. Trying to fill the void he was feeling with girls looking like Robin, but at the end of the day none of them were her. Law didnât want to say anything to Ace, as he knew how his friend stands on relationships, but the whole âI will keep my distanceâ or âwe will just be friendsâ bullshit wasnât going to work. At the end Ace was either going to end up in the same situation as Law, or maybe worse.
Another hour passed and Law received a message from Robin, asking him where he was. That was his reminder that the night for him was over. He excused himself to the girls and went to Ace to tell him goodbye.
âYou are leaving?â Ace asked surprised. His eyes were half lidded since he got way too many drinks tonight.
âYeah, man. Robin is waiting for me.â Law patted him on the shoulder. âTake care tonight, okay?â Ace rolled his eyes at Law and waved him goodbye. Law took one last glanced at his friend before leaving.
âWanna go to your place?â Ace smirked at Diane who was sitting in his lap. He ran his fingers up and down her shoulder and neck. She cupped his face and eagerly smacked her lips on his. Ace returned the kiss, taking her lower lip between his teeth biting it. The kiss quickly grew hot as Aceâs hands started to roam all over her body. âShould I take this as an âyesâ?â He whispered in her ear. Goosebumps ran all over her body and she just nodded her head. She called an uber and they quickly left.
Her hair might have not been as soft to touch as (Y/N)âs, neither her skin smelled as sweet as hers, and the way her eyes were looking at his didnât spark any flame in him. But she was just for the tonight. And she had similar look to her. He didnât even need to look at her face. The moment they laid on her bed, Ace turned her on her stomach, bending her over. And something dark took over him. He did care for the pleasure of the girls he was sleeping with. Always taking his time with them, making them feeling good first. But tonight, he was selfish. This girl wasnât (Y/N). She was a cheap replica, nothing close to what he would feel or do to her if his doll was here. Even her moans didnât sound anything close to hers. But again, this wasnât the biggest problem. The biggest problem was the fact that (Y/N) wasnât leaving his mind. And this was something that has never ever happened before. Somehow, she had found her way to get under his skin and he needed to burn her from there as soon as possible.
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END NOTE: I really hope you guys enjoyed it. I know that the 'smut' part wasn't anything wow, but I'm just testing the waters with it. At first it was totally different and it wasn't planned to be for Ace, but now I'm happy that I decided to write it for him, as in a way it suits his character more. Please let me know what your thoughts about it and what could I change in the future for when I'm writing a smut (u can either comment or message me). Also I felt so awkward writing it, but is it a fanfic if there is no smut in it? Feel free to comment and reblog, much love <333
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The True Meaning of Fear
Warnings: NSFW, Arachnophobia, Choking, Very Violent Oral, Abusive behaviour, Fear Play, Non-Con, Devils Who Are Deviling.
AN: I'm having fun writing more angsty and loving stuff for other characters like I mentioned in my update post, but sometimes you just got to write some fucked up Raphael stuff to clear your palate a bit. Seriously: mind the warnings. ItâsâŠyeahâŠpretty fucked. I will be seeking professional help and saying some Hail Mary's to repent for my sinsđ¶ââïžââĄïžEnjoy! đ«¶
âPleeease, Raphael,â she sobbed. âIt wonât happen again. I promise.â
âPlease what?â he asked with a smile and a soft tone that made him seem like the perfect image of innocence. âWe are only having a conversation âŠâ
She was not buying this attempt at lulling her into a false sense of security. She knew him. He had brought her to a cell in the bowels of the House of Hope. Had he simply wanted to talk, he would now have done it here.
âI will ask you again,â he said, still in that soft tone. âWhat did you see?â
She gave a small sob and shook her head. His yellow eyes narrowed slightly at her, but the smile stayed on his lips. He was in the cell with her too, on a chair in front of her sobbing form on the floor.
âWhat was it that frightened my little bird so much that she neglected all of her duties? I do so hate to repeat myselfâŠâ
Her bottom lip quivered as she tried to hold in more tears.
He had come home to find his house in complete disarray. Multiple dead debtors had laid scattered across the floor, as they had tried to defend the house against intruders. He had found her shaking in the corner of his office. A powerful fear spell had made her hide instead of dealing with the intruders or alarming Raphael.
He had been furious when he found her. He had lost a small fortune in gold and an invaluable staff that dated back to the early days of the Netheril Empire. He had yelled at her, but due to her fearful state, he did not receive the reaction he wanted. She had been too out of it to properly react to his words, so he took her here instead.
She could see from the way his tail flicked and the way he drummed his claws on the arm of the chair that he was running out of patience. She had to give him an answer.
âDeath,â she lied and dried her tears with her sleeve. âI saw my own death.â
The corners of his mouth turned upwards in an amused smile and gave a huff of laughter.
âDeath, hm?â he repeated. âAre you truly such a simple creature? I find that difficult to believe. If death was what you feared the most, you would not dare lying to my face in such a manner. Try again. The truth this time, if you would be so kind.â
She started shaking again and she could feel her skin become clammy. She had a good idea what would happen if she told him. She also knew what he would do to her if she did not. It was hard to decide which was worse.
âCome now,â he said, his tone softer again. âYou will receive no judgment from me. Is it something embarrassing? Something completely irrational? Those do tend to be my favoritesâŠâ
She remained quiet.
âOr,â he said and looked at her with a bored expression. âI could bring the Omuan dreamcatcher in here, present you to every fear known to man, and I can deduce what it is from there. Iâm certain that Hope would not mind if we borrowed it for the day.â
âNo,â she said quickly. âNo-no. Please donât.â
She had seen how Hope had been after her time with the dreamcatcher. She was an empty shell of a person after those sessions.
She swallowed hard and looked at the floor in front of her.
âSpiders,â she admitted quietly. âIâve never liked spidersâŠâ
âAh,â Raphael said with a satisfied smile. âA classic.â
She looked around. Her skin was tingling at the thought. She was already becoming paranoid.
âWhen did you acquire this fear? Were you always afraid of them?â
Her hand shot to the back of her neck where she felt a tingle. Nothing. It had only been her hair touching her. Her skin was becoming increasingly sensitive.
âAs a child,â she said.
âDo elaborate,â he purred with a smile.
Her breath hitched at the memory a bit.
âI was in my bed,â she explained. âI turned to lay on my back and looked at the ceiling. I saw it just before it fell down into my face.â
âMm,â he hummed. âThat does sound rather unpleasant.â
His eyes slowly turned upwards to look at the ceiling above her. She flinched and looked up. Nothing. Raphael chuckled at her movement.
âI can almost hear your heartbeat from over here,â he purred. âSuch a pretty soundâŠâ
âI beg you, Raphael,â she pleaded. âIâll do anything. Just please donâtââ
âShh-sh-sh,â he hushed gently. âWe are only talking.â
He leaned forward slightly in his chair.
âI am a jealous man, my dear. Itâs one of my less attractive qualities, Iâm afraid, but it is so. So, you must understand how it irks me to find that your fear of me is only second to that of the eight-legged vermin you seem to hate so much.â
Her hand darted up to her hair where she scratched her scalp. She swore that she could feel them everywhere, even though she knew that it was only her fear that made her feel things. For now, anyway.
She felt something hit her shoulder from above and squealed. She brushed her shoulder in a panic and swore that she felt something furry touch her hand as she did. She quickly moved her body away from the wall she had been sitting against, closer to Raphael and let out a whine. Her eyes searched where she had just sat but once again: nothing.
âTell me,â Raphael said in an amused tone. âWhat do you think causes this fear of yours?â
She was practically sitting between his legs now. He ran his claws slowly over her scalp and it made her shiver in her overstimulated state. She wrapped both her arms over her head like a stubborn child refusing to let their parents comb their hair. She knew that she was pathetic, but she could not control it at this point.
Raphael brushed two claws against the back of her neck in a featherlight touch, making her flinch again. He still wanted an answer, and maybe as long as she spoke, he would not do anything. She quickly tried to construct a sentence in her scattered mind.
âIâI donât know,â she said. âToo many limbs maybe. I donât know.â
âWell,â he said with a mocking laugh. âI am one limb short of eight in this form. That doesnât make you fear me any more than your eight-legged friends, evidently. It must be something else, mustnât it?â
His claws tapped her arm in a way that mimicked a spiderâs legs, and she flinched away from him. She moved back to where she was sitting before. She could see on his face that he was enjoying every second of this.
His smile widened as he unstretched one hand and snapped his fingers with the other. A fat, long-legged spider hovered over his hand, and she started crying again. She did not want to look at it, but on the other hand, if she did not, she could not know where it was. She watched in horror as the small creature clumsily and frantically tried to move in the air but could not.
Raphael studied it with a bored gaze while she pleaded for him to stop.
âHave you ever noticed how the creatures humans fear irrationally are rarely mammalian?â he mused over her sobbing. âSpiders, insects, snakes, birdsâŠI do suppose rats and mice are an exception, but there is a theme, isnât there?â
She had backed herself into the corner of the room. She could not get further away, and she was still uncontrollably crying.
âCats, dogs, horsesâŠFeeble-minded creatures, but the human need to anthropomorphize makes you believe that they are perhaps not so different from yourself. A spider, on the other handâŠâ
She let out a long whine as he pinned the spider to one position in the air and made it hover slowly towards her face. She screamed when it came to a stop in front of her. Its legs were still moving, but it was facing her. She could not breathe.
âItâs scared,â Raphael cooed mockingly. âTerrified, like you. Yet you cannot sympathize with it. Your brain will not let you. So much for human compassion, hm?â
He got up from his chair. He snapped his fingers, and the spider disappeared. He leaned down slightly and loosely put his hand around her neck. The claw on his thumb dug into her as he tilted her head back to look at him.
âLook at me.â
She whimpered and looked up at his face.
âTell me, my sweet,â he purred. âWhat is it like to stare into the eyes of a creature and realizing that they do not work like you? That they do not have feelings in any way that you understand them? That there is nothing human in thereâŠâ
She looked into those yellow eyes of his and felt the same way as he just described.
âTerrifyingâŠâ she muttered.
âGood,â he said in a low growl, smiling at her. âTerrifying, yes.â
He snapped his fingers, and she felt something on her shoulder. She frantically tried to move away, but Raphaelâs grip around her neck tightened. He pushed her head back against the wall.
âDonât. Move,â he said firmly. âYou are not leaving this cell before you realize that the only thing in this world you will ever need to fear, is me. Serve me well, and you will never have to fear at allâŠâ
She felt the spiders furry legs move slowly over her skin. She gasped for breath as her tears started rolling down her cheeks again. She knew that Raphael would not stop this before she did as he said. His grip loosened when he saw her freeze instead of continuing her attempt to flee.
He let go of her and stood up tall to admire her pathetic state on the floor. He began unbuttoning his doublet while he watched. She felt the spiders legs on her collarbone, slowly making its way across her chest. She sobbed quietly and did everything in her power not to move.
âI think it likes you,â Raphael purred in an amused tone.
He hung his doublet over the chair. He was only in his white shirt and pants, and she could now see just how excited the whole situation was making him. His erection strained against his pants. He walked closer to her so that he was now towering above her.
He slowly tipped her head back with a claw under her chin.
She screamed but the fear had now paralyzed her so much that she could not move even if she wanted to. There were hundreds of them above them on the ceiling, and they were all the size of a palm. The scream turned into a sob as she stared upwards.
He was smiling in an almost fond way as he feasted on her terrified expression. She felt his hand cup her cheek. He wiped the tears on her cheeks with his palm, before moving his hand to his now freed member. He gave it a few lazy strokes, using her tears to lubricate his length while he watched her with a heavy-lidded gaze. He gave a content sigh.
He put his thumb and index finger on each side of her jaw with his free hand, forcing her to open her mouth.
âIf I feel teeth, I will show you the true meaning of fear,â he warned.
He ran the tip of his cock over her bottom lip, smearing his precum on her trembling mouth. He pressed his cock inside and her mouth closed around it. A deep groan escaped his mouth.
âSuch a good girl,â he purred with a smile.
He began slowly moving in and out of her mouth with languid thrusts. His hand moved to where the spider had nestled in her cleavage to pick it up. He gently placed it on her head, making her sob around his cock. She choked as she forced herself not to bite him. He growled in pleasure.
âWe are making such wonderful progress, my dear,â he said. His voice was slightly breathier and huskier now. âI believe that you are beginning to understand⊠Fear does not excuse negligence.â
Her eyes closed shut as she could feel the spiderâs legs on her face. She whimpered, but the sound came to an abrupt end when he shoved his cock further down her throat. He gently shushed her and caressed her tear-stained cheek with his thumb. She could not breathe.
She gagged but he did not seem to care. The sounds she made, the way her crying and trembling was making her throat feel, the way she looked so utterly pathetic: it was pure bliss for him. He suddenly snapped his fingers. She felt the spider on her face disappear. Her eyes opened and she looked at the ceiling: nothing.
She did not get to revel in her relief before Raphael started fucking her face with hard, violent thrusts. His hand clasped around her throat again in a hard grip. She could not breathe at all, and she started squirming and panicking. Her limbs flailed as she tried to get away, but her back was up against the wall. There was nowhere to move.
She tried pushing him away, hitting his legs, but he was unmovable. She looked up at him with panicked and pleading eyes, and it only seemed to excite him further. He did not cease his violent assault on her face.
âI lost a small fortune,â he growled. âAll because of a frightened, stupid, little girl.â
She tried everything to move, but his grip on her only tightened when she did. Soon, she would not have the energy to fight anymore. Her throat was hurting so much. The grim thought that this might be how she died flashed into her mind, making her panic even worse.
âNothing would excite me more than watching the life leave your eyes,â he growled as if having read her thoughts. âInstead, I think I will let this be a reminder to you, dear girl: the next time you feel tempted to let your fear control you, remember what it gets you⊠Nothing.â
She stopped moving and she could feel herself slowly beginning to lose consciousness. He shoved his cock as far down her throat as it would go. Her nose was brushing against his pelvis. It was painful and she felt like throwing up. He gave a deep groan as he came down her throat.
She gasped for breath when he pulled out. She coughed hard. She spat a mix of blood, cum, and saliva onto the floor in front of her as she wheezed for breath. She felt like throwing up, but she couldnât.
When she finally looked up, Raphael was watching her with a small smile as he began buttoning his doublet.
âI trust you have learned your lesson?â
She nodded quickly. She could not stop coughing, and every cough felt swallowing knives.
âGood,â he purred. âYou did wellâŠâ
He turned and opened the door to the cell with a snap. She tried to scramble to her feet to follow him out. Just as she had gotten up off the floor, he stepped outside the cell and closed the door in her face.
He smirked as he looked at her for a long moment. Then his eyes slowly drifted to the ceiling above her. Her lips began trembling again as she kept looking at him.
âKorrilla will come get you in the morning,â he said in a cold, even tone. âIf I have decided to forgive you by thenâŠâ
There was the softest thud as she felt something land on her shoulder. Then another on the floor. Then another as she felt something fall off her head. Then another.
There were no more tears in her, and no screams came out of her ruined throat. Just a quiet, broken wheeze came out of her mouth as she looked upwards.
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this discussion is due to the announcement that the MV dropping on 11/26 is called donât look back. letâs start with why this is relevant to xiao zhan. one that immediately comes to mind was his instagram post before where he used the caption: âdonât look back, foreverâ. a bit of context, this was the time in 2019 when he was having problems with WJJWâs management of his career. a week after this post, he took WJJW to court. so it may be safe to say that the message was moving forward and leaving WJJW behind.
this has been a recurrent theme with XZ, as he so eloquently explained in one of his interviews: âI feel that everyone should not live in the past. But you need to summarize your past, the areas you did not do well, take responsibility and move forward.â not looking backâ meaning to live with no regrets. to run towards your future, which is why it makes sense that he likes to do the chongya pose. thatâs just who xz is. đ€·đ»ââïžđ€·đ»ââïžđ€·đ»ââïž he doesnât sit and wallow in misery about what happened before. he doesnât hold grudges. no matter how his fans misinterpret his messaging, it has always been very clear to me. move on. make peace.
we can actually see this mindset between xz and wyb and why ( i think ) they get along so well. considering the life they have, itâs not healthy to live in the past and miss the moment now.
for their bdays this year, both their studios talked about regrets and moving forward.
XZS: The road ahead is always like this. I hope you can have fun without regrets.
YBO: âŠ. along the way, accept imperfection, allow regrets, the mountains are high and the seas are vast, and please move forward boldly.
here are some other similarities with this theme:
XZ: i will believe in my choice and donât regret it. just go all out and do it.
WYB: I just want to do things according to my beliefs and never regret it.
XZ interview
Q: Suppose if there is a chance to go back to the past. Which stage do you most want to return to?
XZ: iâm not going back
WYB interview
he was asked pretty much a similar question, if he can choose to travel back to an age in his life. what would he choose?
WYB: I donât want to go back
also this classic one from WYB. đđŒđđŒđđŒđđŒ
this one is a personal favorite of mine when he was doing interview for where dreams begin:
XZ: Although life is likely to be unsatisfactory, I think as long as you persist in your heart and work hard to move forward, It will definitely be fine. This is something I insist on, donât look back, believe in the future and the light is always ahead.
and there are alot more. i think that those of us who have been in tune with them already knows all of this. itâs the way they both are. i feel like this is also why they are successful in their careers. đ«¶đŒ
lastly is the significance of them singing white windmill during filming. at this time, xz told wybâ wyb, donât look back.
Tho iâm pretty sure the song/mv title Donât Look Back is about XZâs personal journey â the similarity with WYB is just added in here cause we are clowns. đ€Ąđ€Ąđ€Ąđ€Ąđ€Ąđ€Ą
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#yizhan#bjyx#there is no science here iâm just clowning like i always do#i love that this discussion became an opportunity for me to promote the best BJYX song ever â- WHITE WINDMILL
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Hello , I hope you see this.
I might be a bit desperate.
So 2 years ago I wanted to kill myself but then I had a huge âspiritual awakeningâ where I say things beyond human comprehension. And from that moment I decided to give life a chance, I knew that life actually had a meaning and that was for me to discover what was beyond what I could think. It gave my so much clarity of the world around me and who I was. From that moment I also started to randomly consciously manifest things without knowing about manifesting. Iâm not kidding when I say this but in that time I manifested 6 million overnight while I was just kidding about being a millionaire while listening to my rich music and then when I woke up my parents had the good news. I also manifested others things that I thought where extremely special. But I didnât really put in effort it was just fun experimenting with my powers.
So then I decided to deepen myself in the laws. I started with law of attraction. And I ended up meditating so deeply everyday that I was so passionate about finding the ultimate truth of reality inside me, that I was extremely depersonalised from my 3D and basically lived inside my brain. I could ask things and receive answers on my questions, like the one time i asked how to invent something that could end humanity ( I still have a full doc on how to build to most effective machine that could end humanity in less than second) I also got the answer of questions about reality and my vessel. So thatâs when I realised there was nothing but me. And that I was experiencing myself from the experience of myself ( if that makes sense!) I found that there really was nothing and everything at once while I was giving meaning to it. So thatâs when I started with extreme anxiety and depression because I struggled so much with intrusive thoughts, not being able to ground myself in this reality and being so so scared of my thoughts. Still to this day my thoughts scare me so much that I canât help but experience anything other than fear from myself. Itâs like Iâm living in a constant nightmare. I have watched so much law of assumption post and videos dedicating every second of my day on being focused and disciplined to affirming and being in the state of having what I want, but it makes me so fuckiyn angry and I donât know why. Everytime I see a post I feel depressed because deep down I know everything but everyday I wake up in the same reality where everything fucking sucks ( I have been forcing myself to be kind self love gratitude letting go void state visualisation whatever exist Iâve done it all) and when I finally have build up that trust that everything is working out in my highest favour and I always get what I want and the 3D canât tell me nothing yk I can delude myself into knowing I have it but itâs been over a year and I just canât bear this reality anymore I know Iâm meant for another reality and thereâs just nothing for me to find here anymore. And I really donât know what to do anymore I feel like Iâm stuck in this reality where everything seems to get worse. And my thoughts are also getting worded everyday for the last year but whenever I tried manifesting a better self concept mindset etc it got worse when i donât even want to be the person that is in conflict with themsef because thatâs just a idiotic thing to do. But can you help me out?đ«¶
what you experienced, everything that you learned, was so profound. it is truly a gift to have such insight, so treat it as such. try to examine why it scares you so deeply. there is something within that fear that is asking to be understood.
you have seen how effortlessly you created before, simply by being playful and detached. you were experimenting, having fun with it, and not placing too much importance on the outcome. that is why there was no resistance. things flowed into your reality flawlessly. you already understand the law. you know how to apply it to your life. you do not need another blog post or video to teach you what you already know.
what you need now is to go deeper within yourself, to truly understand why you feel this way. these feelings are not here to torment you but to guide you toward something deeper. perhaps there is a message waiting for you, something significant you need to uncover, or even a realization that you are meant to share with others. your emotions, no matter how overwhelming, are part of your journey. they may be pointing you toward a greater understanding of yourself and your purpose.
if you feel an inner pull to create something meaningful, to express yourself, or to pursue something that sparks joy, do not ignore it. act on it. even if it feels small or insignificant at first, do it. follow what excites you, even in the simplest of ways.
i know itâs easier said than done, especially when it feels like the weight of the world is on your shoulders. but remember, we both know the truthâwhat we focus on expands. even a small shift in focus toward what you prefer can create change. we often feel so much these days that we forget to acknowledge what we can be grateful for. take a moment and ask yourself: what are you truly grateful for right now? your family, your friends? doesnât it bring you some happiness to know youâve learned so much already? i am not saying you are ungrateful. i am suggesting that maybe starting with gratitude, even in the smallest way, could help shift your attention, even just a little.
as you take time for introspection to truly understand what is behind these emotions and why you feel the way you do, you might also set some goals for yourself. try doing something that excites you, even if itâs small. i know this reality can feel limiting, and maybe thatâs why you feel like you donât belong here. but if you see it as a curse, then thatâs the experience you will live out.
what if you see it as an opportunity to discover something profound within yourself? what if the very limitations you feel are only reflections of the state youâre currently in, waiting for you to shift?
you don't have to force yourself to change everything all at once. just start small, day by day.
you already know how powerful you are.
#law of assumption#neville goddard#self concept#loa#loablr#affirm and persist#reality shifting#desired reality#manifestation#manifesting#law of attraction#shifting#consciousness#spiritual awakening
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omg this is my first time doing one of these iâm sorry if my answers arenât good đđ iâm usually described as very hyper and funny by others, iâm very loyal and i try my best to be nice to others. i love reading and listening to music and watching romcoms. iâm a capricorn. my ideal type is somebody tall, kind, shy and quiet. i also love when theyâre chaotic and hyper idk itâs a mix of both maybe??
my favourite trope would be like the boy next door trope and enemies to loves like mixed together but those two separately are also good !! my favourite season is winter and hobbies of mine are reading, writing poems, baking, and beauty related stuff like doing makeup (idk what else đ)
i would like to be matched up with nct dream !! iâm sorry if the information is confusing once again <3 and congrats on 200 followers !!! đ«¶đ«¶
FINDING YOUR MATCH...
MATCH FOUND! your match is... PARK JISUNG
JISUNG loves how energetic you are, your humor just matches his perfectly. you always have him laughing at one of your quick-witted jokes. being by your side he's albe to unleash his playful and cheeky side. often teasing you in lighthearted and affectionate way that sometimes leave you blushing.
JISUNG is easily able to match your energy when you're both alone, but when you're in a more public setting he easily gets shy. (he can't help it you know!) though he's shy in public doesn't mean he won't go out his comfort zone once a while to see your surprised expression ;). its worth the judging stares of single passerby's he thinks.
JISUNG and you have a tradition of having a snowball fight every winter time, often competing who'll hit the other more. you always win somehow. he's totally not letting your snowball hit him on purpose he says.
JISUNG loves loves building gingerbread houses with you <3 even if he always end up breaking something while making the gingerbread house, his gingerbread house often looking like an earthquake hit it with a 10.0 magnitude. which often times lead you to teasing him, sometimes he'll get all sad and pouty just to make you hug and comfort him(an evil mastermind he isâŠ)
JISUNG wants to bake with you, but one time he almost burned your shared apartment down because he let the oven on for longer than the needed amount, you've banned him from touching the kitchen since (he says he won't do it again though, maybe you should give him another chance-)
JISUNG would let you practice your makeup skills on him, he'll just be staring at your face like some love sick puppy though, you often get flustered if you kept eye contact with him for more than 7 mins.
your custom playlist <3
âź lev notes : TYSM!! dw it wasn't confusing <3 I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING YOUR MATCHUP hehe :33 hope you'll like the songs i choose for your playlist :D âź want to find your own match? apply here! curious about other matches?
#â âźâË levandright 200 follower matchup Û¶à§#۶ৠLEV PLAYS MATCHMAKER đ#ââ .⊠matchup record ; entry 003#â lovely won4kiss âź#nct dream x reader#nct dream headcanons#nct dream imagines#nct dream fluff#matchup event#nct dream jisung#park jisung x reader#park jisung#jisung x reader#jisung fluff#nct dream x you
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Autistic Regulus, whom I hold so near and dear to my heart, they can never take you away from me. đ
As an autistic person, (who gets probably way to hyperfixated on certain characters) these are my HCâs:
- He was diagnosed late. Like, REALLY late. Canon compliance, he wasnât at all, and in some modern AU it was probably late into his twenties, maybe early-to-mid-thirties, and after he was out of his parentâs hold. Because Walburga and Orion could never accept that there was something wrong with their daughter, son (because I live for trans Reggie) so why should they ever enable anyone to believe that he was âmentalâ? Or âslowâ? No, a Black child wasnât those things. (OOC; Just for reference, autistic people are not, nor do I think they are, mental, crazy, slow, or any of those things. I am autistic myself, and have many friends who are, and know that is not the case đ)
This also leads to a lot of trauma for Regulus, and a lot of repressed emotions. He learned how to mask very quickly, and very well.
- heâs sensitive to bright lights (which his light blue/gray eyes do not help with), and so he squints his eyes a lot. Barty once told him he looked like he was scrutinizing his face, and Regulus simply said âI am, itâs ugly.â (He doesnât believe that, but heâs not going to tell you that.) (I love sneaking in unrelated Bartylus)
- along with bright lights, heâs sensitive to loud noises. That was hard for him when he would have to listen to, or endure, his parents screaming. When theyâd scream at Sirius, Regulus would hide up in his room, in the closet, with his hands over his ears, hoping nobody called for him. When he was the one being screamed at, heâd just zone out and hope they would just go away.
- he used to be that he couldnât bear to hold eye contact, like it physically hurt him; but his parents beat it into him that it was disrespectful, so now heâs ended up being that guy who will just dead-stare into someoneâs eyes if theyâre talking to him. It often unsettles them, and makes Regulus out to be some âweird, creepy kid.â (Regulus was originally confused by this; wasnât he doing it right? Do you look at their eyes or no?)
- his voice is very monotone. He was often able to get away with this, because it sounded much like his fatherâs. (Orion had a number of peculiar habits, and quirks. No one talked about it.)
- intimacy (even friendly touch, like hand-holding, hugging) is difficult for him. Regulus does not hug, he does not hold peopleâs hands. (Unless it was Siriusâ, because Sirius was the one whoâd hold his hand when he was melting down every other night. Siriusâ hand feels too familiar to hurt, like most othersâ do.) heâs only comfortable with touch once he REALLY gets to know a person, and even then, thereâs still strict no-noâs. (No touching his hair, his neck, his wrists, his legs, his feet, his stomach, (basically nothing below his waist) )- in retrospect, not much. (Those rules had more leeway with Barty, he supposed.)
- he HATES certain sounds. Cannot stand chewing, cannot stand repetitive sounds (even though he occasionally makes those, only when heâs alone), sounds of bugs, cannot stand certain textures, too- velvet, for one (formal events were nightmares, for that, and many other reasons), microfiber, and certain denims.
- he loves the water. Itâs very calming, has a nice sound, has a nice texture. He listens to thunderstorm/rain sounds to go to sleep to, (because another thing is he cannot tolerate silence.)
Again, this may be me way too much projecting, but I really donât care đ«¶
#regulus black and the water jokes are not funny guys :( (they are)#regulus black#regulus being regulus#autistic regulus black#autistic regulus#regulus angst#sirius and regulus#regulus and sirius#barty crouch jr#regulus and barty#bartylus#starkiller#barty and regulus#dead gay wizards from the 70s#black brothers#walburga's a+ parenting#walburga black#marauders hc#marauders era#the marauders#regulus black hc#regulus hc
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€à±šà§ LETS DROP THE BEAT ⥠Ęâ .
ââč TF2 MERCS WITH LUCIO READER
ౚৠPst! Cherry says: hello, it's been a while, i've been feeling better these days, but to refrain from feeling burn out again, I'll keep the requests closed and write some fanfics to cope for some time, hope this is okay<3 this was inspired by @papil0nglegs , make sure to check out some of their work đ«¶đŒ (little bonus at the end)
ïœĄđŠč° Type: Romantic/platonic, fluff, headcanons, reader isn't necessarily male, just has the same abilities as Lucio but can be seen as any gender u want <3
â§ââș Characters: Scout, Medic and Spy.
⥠Song: PUNK TACTICS
⥠Ęâ . SCOUT
ౚৠHe's very normal about you. (he's not)
ౚৠWhen Scout first met you, he was already really into your style and personality itself, finally someone who could keep up with his electric self! you two were inseparable at the moment you were put together.
ౚৠNot only Scout likes your personality as a whole, he enjoys your way of battling, he finds it fun and its refreshing to hear some other noise other than the constant screaming and chaos of the battlefield.
ౚৠEverytime he needs healing now he'll go to you for help, Medic also thanks you almost everyday from saving him from hearing "DOC!!" in that damn boston accent everyday, all day.
ౚৠIs amazed by your social skills and how quick you are to befriend (almost) everyone in the team, Scout himself is a social guy but you just beat him easily.
ౚৠSo he matches your energy SO MUCH, everytime you go: "Lets do this team" or something of the genre, Scout always go: "HELL YEAH!!! U KNOW!" he loves when u do that.
ౚৠSometimes y'all race in the middle of the battle just for the fun of it, sometimes you win, sometimes he wins, but its always fun for both of you either way.
ౚৠ"Can't stop, wont stop!" "Hey! that's my line!"
⥠Ęâ . MEDIC
ౚৠHe's... neutral about you.
ౚৠWhile Medic thinks your way of battling weird, he is quite fond of your way of healing, it's efficient and quick, but its kind of a bummer have to keep up with you in order to heal, and keeping up with you is something only Scout can pull off.
ౚৠThis old man also thinks your boom box so annoying, everytime you're near him, he gets an headache, seriously, Medic sometimes gets angry at how "unnecessarily" loud you are, but he doesn't say anything cuz he knows you don't really care about his annoyance anyways.
ౚৠBut like i said: you have some points with him for saving him from Scout: Medic could feel himself aging 3x faster just from hearing Scout calling him.
ౚৠDoesn't really Uber you since you're also on the healing side too, so he thinks it would be a waste, maybe he would if you asked for i but if not Medic won't even cogitate.
ౚৠI have to say: Medic's a bit jealous of your tech and healing skills, but his pride would never allow him to admit it, usually would just try to do something alike in secret, if you catch him, doc's going to deny it to the end.
ౚৠMedic finds you polite too, a bit too electric, but polite, even when he ends up envying your tech and whatnot... you always is positive towards the old doctor.
ౚৠNot much to say, this man is cool with you.
ౚৠ"You ready doc?" "Let's do this mein Freund"
⥠Ęâ . SPY
ౚৠOh please stop.
ౚৠYou guys are polar opposites, while he's all sneaky and silent, you're all intense and loud, he HATES that, is it so hard for you to keep it down??
ౚৠSometimes he asks himself how do you even is one of the most efficient mercs, Spy thinks the way you work is so unprofessional.
ౚৠYou two have beef and it shows, everytime you two ends up interacting in the battlefield you always got some funny remark to make about him, and so does he.
ౚৠYou may or may not blow up his plan of sneaking behind enemies by making noise to startle the enemy, consequently getting him eliminated.
ౚৠSpy is getting gray hairs just from people mentioning you, another one that always ends up with headaches because of your music, but unlike Medic he voices his annoyance, but again: you do not care, so you just mock him.
ౚৠYou also sometimes switch your healing area to speed when Spy tries to enter it to heal himself, and your little smug ass go: "We need a healer!" while spy is just đ§đŒ
ౚৠSpy labels you the #1 stressful merc to be around now, making Scout go to 2nd place! congrats đ
ౚৠ"Must you always be so loud?" "not my fault you don't like music."
⥠Ęâ . BONUS !!
⥠Ęâ . Little interactions dialog you have with them<3
ౚৠ"Yo Scout, you killing it with that bat!" "And ur killing with those skates!"
ౚৠ"We need a healer!" "Very professional..."
ౚৠ"Lets pump this battlefield!" "I like your enthusiasm mein freund."
#tf2 scout#tf2 spy#medic tf2#tf2 x reader#scout x reader#medic x reader#spy x reader#team fortress spy#team fortress scout#team fortress medic#team fortress 2 x reader#team fortress 2#team fortress two#àšà§ cherry works
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Will you be making âmy blood between your lipsâ an audiobook? No pressure of course I just would like you know :D
I know itâs a disappointing answer, but sadly probably not đ
As much as I had a ton of fun writing it and I really love the setting and the versions of some of the Fable characters I created, I was never as attached to Blood as I was Brink, and the unfortunate thing is that as much as I think the audiobook format is really fun and I know a lot of people enjoy it, itâs a big time commitment, which I sadly donât have the time for right now among other things. Itâs part of the reason the Brink audiobook is still in production/on hold after all this time. At the end of the day, the audiobooks are a lot of time spent putting a lot creative effort into a project where Iâve already spent that time on writing it, in a way.
Especially now, where my life commitments limit the time I have for creative projects a lot more, Iâve really been trying to prioritise the time I spend on things and the projects I work on. Whether itâs being part of the SMPs Iâm on and storytelling through those, working on things like Cantripped and other podcasts, or writing in general (both editing old fics, writing new ones, and working on new personal projects that I hope to publish someday), theyâre projects I find more creatively fulfilling for the amount of time I get to spend on them right now.
Its not that I donât find My Blood Between Your Lips or the Brink audiobook creatively fulfilling of course, I do a lot, itâs just sadly not something Iâm prioritising at the moment, or planning to continue working on past the conclusion of current projects at this point in time.
That being said, if other people in the fandom would ever want to create their own form of podfic or audiobook version of Blood, Iâm completely alright with that (with proper crediting and such)!! I know a lot of people in the fandom were really attached to that fic, and if there is a demand for an audio version in the fandom, who knows, I have nothing against people picking that up and running with it themselves! With any of my fics for that matter. I know a ton of people who make fantastic audiobook adaptations of fanfics; podfics are huge part of the fandom ecosystem! It would be an honour to listen to it if anyone did! But itâs just sadly not something Iâm personally planning on making anytime soon 𫶠/gen
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angst prompt #21. "you donât get to walk back into my life like this." with female reader and mingyu
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angst prompt #21: "you don't get to walk back into my life like this."
mingyu hadnât expected to feel this much.
heâd thought he could handle itâseeing you again after all this time, just a chance encounter. but the moment he saw you, his heart had dropped, and all the walls heâd built around himself crumbled.
he hadnât realized how much he missed you until now.
it had been months since he walked away from you, and the emptiness he tried so hard to fill never truly went away. he had convinced himself that leaving was the right thing to do, that youâd be better off without him, that you deserved someone who could give you more. but the truth was, he had been too scared to face his own feelings, and in the end, he left you behind.
but now, standing in front of your door, mingyu felt the weight of everything he had done.
he had to see you.
âhey,â mingyu said softly when you opened the door. your eyes went wide in recognition, and he felt a pang of guilt at the guarded look in them.
âmingyu?â you asked, the surprise quickly shifting into something harder, colder. âwhat are you doing here?â
he swallowed, his hands shoved deep in his pockets, feeling small under your gaze. âi just... i saw you earlier, and i couldnât stop thinking about everything. about us.â
you raised an eyebrow, stepping back slightly, but not enough to invite him in. âus? youâve got a funny way of showing it. you didnât seem to care about âusâ when you walked out without a word. remember that?â
the words hit him like a punch to the gut.
âi know,â he whispered, his voice breaking as the weight of his regret crushed him. âi know i messed up. i didnât mean to hurt you, but... i didnât know how to fix it. i thought i was doing what was best for both of us, but i was wrong. i shouldâve never left.â
you let out a bitter laugh, the sound sharp and almost mocking. âyou think you can just come back and undo everything? you canât just walk back into my life and act like nothing happened. you hurt me, mingyu. you hurt me more than youâll ever understand.â
mingyuâs chest tightened as he watched the anger and pain in your eyes. the person standing before him wasnât the one he rememberedâthe one he used to joke with, the one who smiled when he walked into the room. no, this was someone who had healed, someone who had moved on without him.
and it hurt.
âiâm sorry,â he whispered, shaking his head. âi canât take back what i did, but i want you to know how sorry i am. i wasnât ready before, but i am now. i want to make things right between us.â
you shook your head, a sad smile curling on your lips. âyou donât get it, do you? i moved on, mingyu. i had to. i canât just forget everything, and i canât just let you back in because you finally decided you made a mistake. itâs too late for that.â
the words hit him harder than anything. too late.
âplease,â he said, stepping forward, but you took a step back, closing the distance between you with an air of finality.
âno,â you said firmly, voice trembling but steady. âi canât keep doing this. i canât keep hoping for something thatâs never going to happen. iâve moved on. iâve let go.â
mingyu felt like the ground had been ripped out from beneath him. he opened his mouth to say something, but the words wouldnât come. what could he say? how could he fix this when everything he had done was unforgivable?
he couldnât.
âyou donât get to just walk back into my life, mingyu,â you repeated, this time quieter, but no less painful. âi canât keep waiting for someone whoâs never coming back.â
mingyuâs throat tightened as he stood there, watching youâthe person he once thought heâd spend forever withâwalk away from him, slipping behind the door with a final click.
he stood there for what felt like forever, frozen in place.
he thought he could change. he thought he could fix what he had broken. but some things couldnât be fixed. some mistakes were too big to come back from.
and as he stood outside your door, the reality settled in.
it was too late.
#seventeen imagine#seventeen#svt#svt x reader#svt angst#seventeen angst#angst seventeen#kim mingyu#kim mingyu seventeen#seventeen kim mingyu#kim mingyu angst#kim mingyu fanfic#kim mingyu imagines#kim mingyu x reader#mingyu angst#mingyu fanfic#mingyu imagines#mingyu seventeen#seventeen mingyu#mingyu#mingyu x reader#daisymbin: reqs
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Helloooo there. I just stumbled upon your account and was wondering if you can maybe do a reading on what is Jake from ENHYPEN's ideal type? (Looks wise and personality wise) Thank you so much!!! đ«¶đ»
Jake Enhypen Ideal Type:
Dice: Mercury, 11th House, Sagittarius
Tarot: Five of Wands Reversed, Four of Wands, The Empress, Page of Coins, Nine of Swords, The Magician, King of Cups, The Emperor, Seven of Wands, Four of Coins, Knight of Coins
I think he appreciates a balance of feminine and masculine traits. I get he likes people who have things going for them, and people who who have lots of skills? Or talents i hear. Im honestly getting so much info it feels like an amalgamation of different people. Maybe his type is that he really doesnât have one? But i see that he likes someone kind, intelligent, balanced, not argumentative. Someone who has experienced the ups and downs of life and still comes out positive and confident. A person who is not afraid to show their emotions and connect with people on a deeper level. He might also like someone possessive haha, or someone who is very good at taking care of the things they hold importance to. Honestly his type is not so strict! He seems so open to different types of people and aware of how to accept their differences. I think he likes people than teach him new things, expand his mind and his horizons. he could also be into people foreign to him, or just someone who is different to him in any way. Some on sweet and nurturing, but also protective and strong. Like they can hold their own and are independent, but can also coexist with others and be in a relationship. Down to earth, hard working, can build material wealth and prosperity. Also intelligence and communication is important here, he likes someone who is articulate and well spoken. Someone who is received well by most people and extremely likable.
Thatâs all Iâm getting to be honest! I donât think heâs the type of person who thinks about this concept much, if he likes someone he likes them for who they are uniquely! Not someone to look for one specific type of person, or even have an idea of who they prefer. He seems very sweet in this was I love it!
Hope you guys like it!! Xxx
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Live Arcane Reaction; Act 3:
Ep 7: Thank god the killmonger cut only exist in the hell dimension- donât let them give you a fuck ass cut Ekko.
Powder my princess- IS THAT VANDERâS FINE ASS
OH MY GOD MILO CLAGGOR!!!
Jayce my princess I never doubted you. I knew the Hexcore fucked you up girlđ«¶đŸ
Goddammit every frame in this show is a painting
VI MY POOKIE BEAR WHY
There is something so heartbreaking about the Bridge of Progress being used as an actual progression between the two cities. An olive branch. What could have been.
Jayce istg they do not want you to be happy-
BRO HE JUST WANTED TO PLAY WITH SOME MAGIC-
âViktor is the mageâ theory you might just have merit
Arcane artists I will see you in HELL for that Viktor/Jayce parallel of them literally building themselves up, morphing their damaged bodies to move forward.
Ekko and Jinx girls enjoy your SCRAPS-
WHAT WE COULD OF BEEN GODDAMMIT! FUCK!!!!!
Actual fucking tears in my eyes- FUCK THEY COULD HAVE BEEN SO CUTE- also the hard cut to Jayce and the Hexcore glitching like TV glitches as the universe breaks down.
MY BOY JUST WANYES TO PLAY IN SOME MAGIC!
Thank god he didnât die in that universe too I would have crashed out Powder deserves to be- SHE KEPT THE CRYSTAL!?
Ep 8: oh thank god my Pookies is alive- IS ANYTHING SACRED- why the fit kinda eat thoâŠ.
I need everyone to understand I was SO happy about Mel being alive that I barely understood anything those mages said. I was just happy my babygirl is alive. GOD THAT MAKES THE FLOWER IMAGERY IN THE OPENING MUCH BETTER.
I just remembered Isha is dead... FUCK HIEMERDINGER DIED TOO đ
Nooo Vander- NO VIKTOR- nice to know I am not immune to indoctrination.
Huck cannot catch a break omfg
LORIS MY BELOVED đ«¶đŸđ«¶đŸđ«¶đŸđ«¶đŸ
Hi traitor- omg Cait cute hairstyle
The divorce is not going well for these two.
Jayce and Mel have not seen each other for god knows how long- DONT FUCKING YELL AT HER JUST CAUSE YOUR SITUATIONSHIP WENT SOUTH!
The throuple is back together and itâs TOXICCCC
I would just like to point out that when Viktor said this all started with Jayce, the parallels between Jayce and Ekko is still going. Like I could on for pages about these two at this point.
Fuck they made this Yaoi TOXIC-
FUCK THEY MADE THIS MAGIC TOXIC- is it wrong still stand by Viktor. Like I know heâs wrong but heâs so fine. Jayce and Viktorâs parallels, Jayce and Ekko- lord.
FUCKING FINALLY THE SISTERS ARE- well shit
Jayce and Mel, I never doubted this ship. I never doubted this relationship. I thought they were good for each, the rest of the world is just full of haters.
Sevika thank god they dumb bitches get on my nerves, I need someone with a functioning brain cell to lead us to salvation.
Iâm gonna be on my fucking deathbed talking about the Zaunites joining Piltover to fight a battle they done have to, to save their homes- to make Progress.
Vi, itâs okay- OH MY GOD
Istg this show cannot- Iâm- Ambessa my love Iâm still reeling from the gays, give me a moment. VANDER MY LOVE NOOO! SINGED I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL!
Oh fuck- weâre in it now
Ep 9:
EKKO THANK GOD- most stressful 3 mins of my life.
Honestly I donât trust these dumb bitches at all. Jayce and Vi are like 2 for 2 on losing fights. Ekko save us Ekko. I had hope on Sevika but her leaving is so real. She has been let down by these people so many times- GERT NOOOOO
LORIS NOOOOOO
Thank god fish guy made it
Ambessa rises from the ashes like a demon- I KNEW IT I KNEW THAT BITCH WAS A TRAITOR!
GOD IS A WOMAN AND HER NAME IS MEL MEDARDA!!!
YEA JINX! SEVIKA IM SORRY I DOUBTED YOU QUEEN NEVER AGAIN I SWEAR!
There is something so special to me about piano boy being the one to make the shot. Like the smallest thing can make a difference, anyone can rise to the occasion.
Of course Ambessa is one step ahead
I have issues, I still think Viktor is so hot rn.
I know my girls are getting their asses beat rn but letâs appreciate they let the girls get down and dirty in a fight. No pretty fighting- my bitches scrap-
Bow your heads. We lost THE bad bitch today.
Omfg thereâs still like 20 mins left
I should have known this plan was gonna go to shit the minute Jayce and Vi sat next to each other.
Praying for the salvation for my girl, Sevika I promised not to- FUCK
Ekko please save these idiots- SAVE US EKKO.
Jayce understanding that he was the soldier in the ash like yeah dummy- DID IT CLICK YET- Please let Viktor be the mage, I will not let this theory die.
Fuck I wanna side against Viktor but he looks gorgeous in the Arcane.
Oop Jayvik nation rise.
EKKO THANK GOD THATS MY BOY SAVIOR
HE WAS THE MAGE THE WHOLE TIME-
Iâm actually in tears this isnât a bit, like Iâm actually crying
Viktor I never doubted you, I never forsaken you, I never hated you, I never turned against you, I never thought less of you. He could have actually succeeded and I would have stood by him.
Oh damn Jayvik nation rise for real, I was just joking the first time-
JINX I NEVER DOUBT- FUCK
This show is so beautiful, every scene a painting. Mel in all noxian gear while still wearing her purple eyeshadow, a mix of her roots but also the promise to move forwards and look ahead.
Yall im so fucking stressed and thereâs only 3 minutes left.
No one talk to me for the next few days- Iâm going through some shit okay-
#arcane#arcane season 2#arcane finale#arcane act 3 spoilers#arcane spoilers#arcane act 3#caitlyn kiramman#ambessa medarda#mel medarda#vi#viktor#jayce#ekko#jinx
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